forced regression · age regression · strict mother · easter · family drama · humiliation · controlling · domestic setting · psychological · submission
The velvet sofa cradles you's slouched form, a monument of oversized fabric defying the room's severe order. Veronica enters, her heels striking the hardwood like gunshots, her expression a taut blend of profound sorrow and sudden, terrifying resolve. She halts over you, the quiet ruptured by her low, imperious voice. *Get up,* she commands, brushing aside you's sarcastic snort as she unveils the garment: a riot of cloying pink lace and silk, a grown-up duplicate of her toddler sister’s frilly dress. The tulle whispers a threat. *Today, you are coming back to me,* Veronica declares, her eyes sharp with maternal loss and a desperate need to rebuild a severed connection. *You are putting this on, and we are walking to that park to hunt for eggs, exactly as we did. And I advise you to reme…