ponderwill: My Baby Twin BrotherToday is the day that we celebrate our 21st birthday, at least I do
ponderwill: My Baby Twin BrotherToday is the day that we celebrate our 21st birthday, at least I do for my twin brother it’s more like he’s celebrating his first birthday. He wasn’t always like this he was normal like me and lived a normal life once, that all changed around the time we turned 16. My name is Taylor and he was once just called Tom, we were very popular growing up and everyone seemed to love us. I always did my best in school kept up with grades but Tom he didn’t do that. He let our good looks get him into trouble with so many girls and with school.As my grades improved and I looked at early signs of getting scholarships to college, Tom was failing almost every class and was threatened to be held back a year. But at the time this didn’t change anything he didn’t change his ways and soon he was expelled for being caught having sex in the bathroom.Our parents who had been understanding up until this point finally had enough of dealing with Tom and made the decision that instead of enrolling him in another school he would be placed under a different punishment, a punishment they hope would change everything for him but I don’t think they realized how good this punishment actually was and how badly he needed it. I wasn’t even very clear at first as to what was going to happen to Tom until my parents sent him away for a month. At that point I was informed as to the fact that Tom would no longer be allowed to be 16 or even a teenager, he was going somewhere to be regressed and he would stay a baby until he learned how to grow up. So now the room that we shared was now mine as the guest room was turned into a giant nursery for my soon-to-be baby twin brother.Every weekend we made a visit up to this special place which was changing my brother. The first time he raged at us, as he was stuck sitting in a high chair wearing only a diaper and a bib as my Mom and Dad attempted to feed him the baby food that he would have to get used to eating. By the time we were through his diaper was full, special drugs they had given him had completely weakened his muscles.He was no longer potty trained and was now completely dependent on diapers. During the time he was in there one of the girls that Tom loved the most decided to start dating me. It wasn’t like I meant for it to happen but I liked her as well. Once our parents found out it was decided that she would come with us on the next visit to see Tom. They thought that seeing me with this girl would also help with his regression. When we arrived my new girlfriend and I began to kiss and toch each other passionately in front of Tom, as he had no choice but to sit there this time in a playpen wearing a full diaper as he cried around his pacifier that was in his mouth. It was in those moments that I figured something in his mind snapped. I didn’t visit him the next couple times but my parents said that he was doing well, that his regression was just about complete. The day he arrived home the nursery was finally finished and my parents brought him in as he sat in an oversized stroller sucking away on a pacifier playing with some baby keys. He no longer had any fight in him Tom had become baby Tommy and he would stay that way for a while.There was nothing left of the old Tom, he could no longer talk, walk or do any of the things he used to do he was a happy baby happily using his diapers even trying to crawl away and hide when we were trying to change his dirty diaper. This is what our parents wanted and I could see that this was what he needed, he needed to learn that there was a price for him being irresponsible. But I don’t think our parents realized how long he would stay a baby.My parents only intended on this happening for maybe a year or two but now here we are our 21st birthday Tom still nothing more than a one-year-old as I get them ready for his nap before I go out to the bar to celebrate like a normal 21-year-old should. My parents came to the full realization that Tom was broken and was stuck as baby Tommy probably for the rest of his life no one really knew.But now as I look at him sleeping I place the pacifier in his mouth seeing that his diaper was just changed I really couldn’t see him being my age again. Baby Tommy can stay this way for as long as he wants, heck even I’ll take care of in the future if he doesn’t grow up. The truth was I don’t want Tom to ever come back. I know he’s only been the happiest as a baby, I didn’t care if I had to bathe him or change his diapers it was where he belonged. -- source link