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Round One, Fight!
An understatement is common enough for many things in life, we use an understatement often even without meaning to.
So to say that her opponent was as strong as they were fast would be, in a sense, an understatement.
Block, counter, don’t get in too close, don’t let your guard down, keep on the move and try to wear them out. Move, lass, move! Going high, block high, going low, block low, getting boxed in, need more room!
Weak strike, enough to wind them, lay in with a series of punches. Back off, back off! Damn, good hit, right arm feels numb now. Going to have to rely on kicks, if that will even help, this opponent is way too good.
The hell? Oh come on! How could I block that? Okay, rematch, this time it’s my win.
Round Two, Fight!
Block, block, block again, too fast, can’t counter any of these attacks. Bloody hell this opponent is good, none of my attacks are even impacting, they move too fast!
No, no, NO! Aww bollocks.
Finish Her! BABALITY!
She sighs, shakes her head and focuses. A faint glow appears around her body as it begins to shrink into her clothing. Facial features become more infantile, all physical indications of being an adult go into reverse to a younger stage of development and seconds later a tiny 18 month old baby girl is sitting in a pile of clothes.
“You win” The young child, the former adult, manages to say somewhat awkwardly.
“Naturally. Let’s get a nappy on you before you have an accident” Another woman says as she picks up the young child and takes her through to the nursery.
“Next time, I win” Reina Beaumont, now 18 months old for a short time, says awkwardly as Naomi Watt puts a nappy on her.
“We’ll see. There we go, all thickly padded and ready for a little medical requirement time” Picking the young child up from the changing table, Naomi cradles her friend gently, rocking from side to side slowly.
~
“Mum lose again?” Karen asks when Naomi picks her up from school two hours later, Reina, now mentally 18 months old due to an aspect of her medical requirement where once she needs a nappy change her adult mind rests and an infantile mind takes over to match her current physical age for a short time – about a day or less – in a baby buggy being pushed ahead of Naomi.
“She did her best, but I’ve had a good amount of practice with the games. One day she’ll be able to beat me at them”
Player One Wins!
An understatement is common enough for many things in life, we use an understatement often even without meaning to.
So to say that her opponent was as strong as they were fast would be, in a sense, an understatement.
Block, counter, don’t get in too close, don’t let your guard down, keep on the move and try to wear them out. Move, lass, move! Going high, block high, going low, block low, getting boxed in, need more room!
Weak strike, enough to wind them, lay in with a series of punches. Back off, back off! Damn, good hit, right arm feels numb now. Going to have to rely on kicks, if that will even help, this opponent is way too good.
The hell? Oh come on! How could I block that? Okay, rematch, this time it’s my win.
Round Two, Fight!
Block, block, block again, too fast, can’t counter any of these attacks. Bloody hell this opponent is good, none of my attacks are even impacting, they move too fast!
No, no, NO! Aww bollocks.
Finish Her! BABALITY!
She sighs, shakes her head and focuses. A faint glow appears around her body as it begins to shrink into her clothing. Facial features become more infantile, all physical indications of being an adult go into reverse to a younger stage of development and seconds later a tiny 18 month old baby girl is sitting in a pile of clothes.
“You win” The young child, the former adult, manages to say somewhat awkwardly.
“Naturally. Let’s get a nappy on you before you have an accident” Another woman says as she picks up the young child and takes her through to the nursery.
“Next time, I win” Reina Beaumont, now 18 months old for a short time, says awkwardly as Naomi Watt puts a nappy on her.
“We’ll see. There we go, all thickly padded and ready for a little medical requirement time” Picking the young child up from the changing table, Naomi cradles her friend gently, rocking from side to side slowly.
~
“Mum lose again?” Karen asks when Naomi picks her up from school two hours later, Reina, now mentally 18 months old due to an aspect of her medical requirement where once she needs a nappy change her adult mind rests and an infantile mind takes over to match her current physical age for a short time – about a day or less – in a baby buggy being pushed ahead of Naomi.
“She did her best, but I’ve had a good amount of practice with the games. One day she’ll be able to beat me at them”
Player One Wins!
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Lol. I wish I could participate in those games ^^. Also do you rp?