As Ben looked lazily at the classroom, he wondered how long this would take. His sister Jess was playing on her phone, which had a full charge unlike his. Jess was just one year younger than him, but she was an early bloomer. Like him she had brown hair and hazel eyes, but she wore it long where his was short. After lazily looking at the clock his eyes aligned on his English teacher and his parents. Mrs. Tara was his teachers name (for some reason his high school had an all female staff) and she was always very demure and scholarly. The fact that she had long blonde hair and a body more fitting a porn star than a teacher did nothing to diminish the fact she was a great teacher. His mother Kelly was excitedly speaking, and everything about her screamed energetic. She frequently exercised and was a fit woman who died her hair blue for reasons Ben would never understand. His father meanwhile was a man of few words, much like Ben in personality and appearance.
Unbeknownst to anyone, a recent construction had inadvertently created a symbol of Eileithyia, the greek goddess of children and childbirth. Not just any symbol mind you, a focus for a curse to return adults to the time of innocence. In laymans terms, a building company had, through pure cosmic chance, made a city sized symbol that would mentally regress all adults it targeted back to infancy. And Ben's high school was that target, and would also change furniture accordingly.
From the perspective of Ben and Jess it was shocking. One moment there mother was talking to Mrs. Tara and the next the two were wearing diapers and playing patty cake while there father lay on his back in a cloth diaper babbling like a newborn. This shocked both teenagers into speechlessness, and the sounds of adults childishly talking or wailing like children echoed through the hall, proving it wasn't just there parents and teacher who regressed.
In the gym the PE teacher crawled around, her brown hair cut short while a lesbian couple snuggled together, all wearing diapers. In the front room the principal wore just a dirty diaper, sobbing her green eyes out and having her red hair in pig tails, her huge breasts on display.
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