It had started with little things.
At first, it was the occasional bathroom break. Maybe finding a baby toy when she had for certain policed them all up and gave them a better home. But nothing would prepare Delia for this moment.
“Ash dear, if you have something you need to tell me, I’m more than happy to listen.” the mother explained, watching
Ash took a deep breath. He wasn't sure how his mother would react, really. Would she be mad? Maybe. Understanding? Possibly.
"I want to be a big baby girl." Ash explained, getting a sigh from Delia.
While the past couple years had been a mixed bag in the case of her child, was it really that big of a mess? Sure, the constant string of defeats weren’t the greatest for one’s mental psyche, still.
“Are you sure about this, honey?” she inquired and watched her child approach. A nod followed. "I think we still have some diapers. Put one of those on."
