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Bubba discovers your regression! (Fem regressor)

I do plan to make more like this, just one shots. Mostly horror characters or villains as CG’s. Feel free to request any but I’ll only do characters I know! Warnings! Age regression. Scary character. Implied kidnapped character. Implied Stockholm syndrome. 

Bubba had a bowl full of homemade vegetable soup in his calloused hands, the dish hot so he shuffled quickly towards the basement, his room. The giant man was so excited to feed you again and just take care of you. He raced down the stairs, the wood groaning under his weight and his eyes land on you, curled up on his bed napping, thumb absentmindedly in your mouth to replace your missing pacifier. The leather clad man stops in his tracks momentarily forgetting the burning against his hands, tilting his head slightly in confusion, you looked like a baby. Before he could stop staring you stirred from your sleep, looking up at him and quickly pulling away from your thumb embarrassed, but you were still little, still craving comfort. You sit up shyly giving him puppy eyes and reaching your hands up slightly. His heart races and he quickly puts the bowl down on the nearest surface, the liquid inside splashing into his hand but he ignores it as his strong arms wrap around your torso in a big hug, your own much smaller hands twine around his thick neck and broad shoulders, gently playing with the wig attached to his mask, hiding your face in his neck beneath his chin. He hums and whines softly, appreciating the moment but deeply confused, what happened to the terrified girl who hated him.  “Up.” You mumble softly and he nods, picking you up by your under arms, your legs instantly wrap around his torso now, as much as they can anyway. Bubba looks at you again confused and you hide your face as you begin to tear up, whining into his shoulder and he copies the noise in guilt.  “‘I-I sowwy…” You whimper gripping his dirt covered shirt, he noticed how different you were talking, like a baby. “W-when I g-get upset I-I get wittle…” He makes a confused grunt making the little one in his arms giggle.  “like, um… like I a baby… in my head….or sometimes I bigger!” You pull from his shoulder smiling at him proudly and you see a smile form under his mask. “W-will chu t-take care of me… l-like, being my papa..?” He thought about it, he didn’t understand but he would be so so happy to care for you! Bubba nods hard and smiles stroking your hair from your face. If he was going to take care of you, like a baby, then he should probably get to feeding you that soup now.

I know it’s kinda short but I think it’s a nice introduction to the idea.