In hell... Still, their presence didn't bother me much. Not to be superstitious but... Do you think there's a demon, stuck in my room, trying to commu...nicate with me? I'm not anxious or depressed lately, so the occurrence of this dream is odd." The doctor looked skeptical. "Personally, I don't believe in the supernatural. But so far, I don't think hanging out with demons is a good thing. Maybe you're still dazed from the move in..." he checked his watch and closed the cap of his pen, "aaand that. She slowly, seductively, pulled her small costume over her head, releasing her still firm breasts. I stared in perverse awe at my Moms perfect breasts. I was brought out of my sexual trance by my Mom attempting to take off my costume. Well, son, dont just stand there. Lets get you out of that costume. Through some fumbling and stumbling, I was finally free from my secret identity and now only in my underwear in front of my Mom. Suddenly self-conscious, my confidence washed away with the costume. No sense in them sitting in it and learning to like thefeeling of their messy diaper. A Little is never going to grow up, sono reason to change us immediately."I squirmed at that information. "How long..?" I asked.She smirked. "Better get used to that one soon baby boy... I mean babygirl. What's the story there?"I sighed. "I had a choice; regressed, teeth, walking, as a boy, or bea 'big girl' and in Pull-Ups." Wrong room for Pull-Ups?" she said to me."My procedure was stopped at the last minute. My dad, of course, was at work and didn’t even say hello to me this morning. My mother cares about me, but she definitely favors my sister. I decided to try this ‘power’ on them and see if I could get some revenge. But first, how do I control them? I decided to try pushing a thought into my mom’s mind. Focusing, I thought of the phrase, ‘you want to give your son a blowjob’ and then I shot that thought into her head. Of course, I didn’t expect anything to happen. But then I felt a burst of pain.