Punishment

It would be easy to kill you, you know that?  A quick flick of my wrist and you would be nothing more than just another mass of flesh and bone to be put in the ground.

But as I say those words and as I have said them before, I find them to be outside of my actual character.  After all what good would it be to kill you or anyone?  All it would do is attract unwanted attention to me that would make my continuing life an issue, plus there's the whole moral implications of it and the guilt I would feel.

However though, and this is merited, you did break into my home with a clear intent on causing harm, be it physical or mental if here to steal from me.  I can't exactly dismiss that lightly, this is my home after all and I am well within my rights to defend my home.
So I'll do something else other than kill you, something that could maybe prevent you from committing such actions again.

You're looking worried about what I am about to do, good, you should be worried since in a sense this will be killing you but it won't be killing you, it will be something else.
As you've noticed you can no longer move, you are rooted to the spot.  You can feel your arms and legs starting to tingle and your clothes are starting to feel different, your underwear between your legs for example is beginning to thicken.  It feels comfortable, doesn't it?  You can lie all you want but I can tell that you are finding it to be increasingly comfortable.

As your clothes change you begin to feel a kind of growing warm feeling in your mind.  It's a gentle fuzziness and as it grows you can feel differences beginning to kick in, all of your memories are starting to melt away, all of your knowledge, all of your skills.  
At first it is like a steady trickle but it is fast becoming a torrent as all that you were is draining from you and leaving you with the bare minimum that you started off with many years ago.

Your clothes have finished their changes and you are now only wearing a very thick, puffy nappy which feels so wonderfully soft against your skin, the softness adds to the warm fuzzy feeling growing in your mind.
On your feet are very cute little socks and on your torso is a baby t-shirt, just something basic.  Your nappy has the most detail with it's cute prints and soft colours, it's so thick that it cushions your fall as you forget how to stand.

Such an adorable giggle you just gave there, it feels good to giggle like that doesn't it?  All that you were is almost completely gone, your adulthood, your teenage years, your childhood, all melted away to leave a near blank slate just waiting to learn all over again.
Now for your body, which is still quite adult.  Your body is beginning to shrink, at first it is subtle but it speeds up and you are a teenager again, now a pre-teen and now a child of around seven years old.
You are still getting smaller, younger.  All of your adult attributes are gone, they will return years from now.

You are now around four years old, it is a good thing that I made sure to have you wearing a nappy to begin with since you are no longer potty trained.  Now you are three years old, two years old.  Such an adorable little face, the baby fat adds in more cuteness points.
You are now a year old, just a tiny baby with your arms up while you babble in delight.  You still have a little more to go though, just a little more.

Now you are six months old and cute beyond belief, all hints of the adult you were seem like another life which in a sense it was.
You clearly like being picked up and cradled, were I the parental sort then I would take you for my own, but your new family awaits.

So a little raspberry kiss on your chubby little tummy and off you disappear to your new crib in your new home.
I hope your new life will take you down a better path than the one before.

Now who else thinks they can try and steal from me?  Anyone else want to be returned to pure innocence?

Because I will do that, mark my words.