AR Archive : Tales of Regression (2024)

by: TheFurEffect | Story In Progress | Last updatedSep 25, 2023

Chapter 1 added Sep 17, 2021 Chapter 2 added Nov 4, 2021 Chapter 3 added Feb 11, 2022 Chapter 4 added Oct 5, 2022 Chapter 5 added Dec 17, 2022 Chapter 6 added Feb 4, 2023 Chapter 7 added May 28, 2023 Chapter 8 added Sep 25, 2023

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A collection of short regression stories written by me simply for my love of writing and the AR genre. No connection between each story other than the AR genre. Also, no connection between the liking of writing and the AR genre as a whole. Will add tags as needed.

Chapter 1
Computer Commotion

Chapter Description: A tech savvy mother and her 17 year old son seem to be disagreeing on how he lives his life. Can a mysterious command terminal command fix the situation?Feedback is appreciated, even if I don't respond right away or if ever. This ain't my first writing rodeo, but my first official AR rodeo, so I'm trying.

Insidea dimly lit bedroom sitting on a computer chair sits a glossy eyedteenager, 17 years to be precise. In front of him glows a computermonitor he’s transfixed on, eyes glued to the colourfulanime on screen. The sudden opening of the door brings in fresh lightfrom the outside world into the dark dungeon of a teenager’s room.

Mom:Jeremy, I know it’s summer, but can’t you find anything better todo than spend all day watching cartoons?

Hisconcentration is broken just enough for hum to pause and take out hisearphones.

Jeremy:It’s not a cartoon. It’s anime, or Japanimation as they probablycalled it in your day. I’m almost done with the latest season ofthis series. Then I’ll come out and get some sunlight.

Hisgaze never leaves the monitor as she puts a basket of laundry on hisbed.

Mom:I expect your laundry to be folded and put away before dinner in acouple hours.

Henods before putting his earphones back in and unpausing his show. Thedoor closes, causing the same dim lighting to appear again.

2Hours Later:

BothJeremy and his mom are at the dinner table in the kitchen, dishing upbowls of the Asian inspired soup she made.

Mom:Did you get your laundry folded and put away?

Jeremy:…

Mom:I’ll take that silence as a definite no.

Jeremy:Huh? Sorry, I kinda zoned out.

Mom:Jeez, can you at least try to pay attention? I asked if you got yourlaundry folded and put away.

Jeremy:I got started on it when you called me down. I only got a few thingsdone.

Mom:Sigh, if you didn’t insist on finishing that cartoon or whateveryou call it then you’d have gotten your work done. Sometimes I wishyou would take the initiative and just get work done instead ofalways relying on me to help. You won’t always have someone to helpyou and do things for you. You won’t be able to always watch yourshows when you’re living on your own. I’m worried that you’lljust be a lazy bum mooching off of others, watching your shows.

Jeremy:I… I know. I promise I’ll try to get better about this.

Mom:You said the same thing to me last week and the week before. You’vetold me every week for the past couple of months.

Alook of confusion washes over his face.

Jeremy:I have?

Alook of pure annoyance rushes over her face.

Mom:Yes! You have! Jeez. Until you can learn to be a bit more mature, I’mlimiting you to only a couple of hours on your computer every day.

Jeremybegins to feel a crippling wave of despair cascading over him as shesays that.

Jeremy:You can’t do that!

Mom:Oh, yes I can! I payed for all the parts for you to build thatcomputer, so I have the right to limit your access. If you got theparts with your own money then I’d have no rights, but that’s notwhat happened.

Shegets up off her seat and starts power walking towards the kitchenentryway. Jeremy gets up, but a cold stare from his mom sits him backdown immediately. She gets up to his room and boots up his computer.

Mom:If he really thinks that I can’t limit his time because I use adifferent Linux distribution, then he’s crazy.

Shelogs into her admin account to find she has an unknown, unreadcalendar notification.

Mom:Huh, what’s this?

Thenotification says something about running a new command she learned afew weeks back to help his son with his problems. It also says tomake sure his computer isn’t in the room when it goes off.

Mom:This command doesn’t make any sense. And what is this whole “AgeRegression” thing it mentions?

Shedecides to wait for tomorrow to try this command and in the mean timesets up the timer on her son’s account. Afterwards she logs out andwaits for the next day to run the command.

NextDay:

Jeremyis busy trying to get the timer off his computer as his door swiftlyopens. He quickly closes the command terminal to make sure shedoesn’t see his, albeit failed, attempts.

Mom:My laptop is acting up and I can’t get the printer to work with itright now. I need to borrow your computer so I can print offsomething I need for work.

Jeremy:Why don’t you bring the printer in here then?

Mom:Because I still need to move the file to your computer. I could getin serious trouble if the document gets leaked because I sent it tomyself via email.

Jeremy:Sigh, then take my computer and monitor.

Shetakes the computer and monitor into her office room. It takes hernext to no time to move them to her office and set it up. She signsinto her account and reluctantly opens up the command terminal andthe calendar notification. She copies the command and enters it afteropening the root terminal. After entering the command and a bunch oflines of code running an unknown process fill the terminal it tells her to enter anumber for age.

Mom:I shouldn’t do this without understanding what it does. Butcuriosity is getting the best of me.

Sheenters 14 in the terminal and reluctantly presses enter. The terminalthen prompts her to confirm her choice. After confirming it, shesneaks to Jeremy’s room and peeks in, cracking the door open alittle.

Jeremy:Uggh, I don’t feel so good.

Helays on his bed as his mom watches him lose about 3 inches and around 30 pounds. He loses his more mature features for his features rightbefore he started entering puberty. His voice becomes higher as well,going through reverse puberty. Mom steps in as it finishes, his roomalso changing similarly to how it looked when he was 14 and justentering high school.

Mom:I thought I heard you not feeling well and thought I’d check up onyou. Are you okay?

Jeremylooks up at her, feeling his energy drained.

Jeremy:Yeah. I just have a bit of an upset stomach and a headache and needsome rest. That’s all. Can you wake me up when dinner’s ready?

Shenods as she exits and goes back to the computer. Worried about whatshe’s done, she retraces her steps and tries entering 17 to age himback up. It only responds with “Error:Invalid_Number” as she hitsenter.

Mom:I don’t think I can…

Suddenlyher brain starts to buzz around in a frenzy as if it’s real itchy.If she makes him younger, she can mold her son into a better person.To fix that itch, she enters 11 and hits enter. Again she sneaks overto his room and watches him become even younger, his body becomingeven shorter and more like that of a prepubescent tween. All tracesof puberty or any signs of him ever looking like a teenager vanishedin less than ten minutes time.

Mom:Alright, just a little more. Then I’ll stop. I don’t want to makehim too young. As it is, I wouldn’t have the time to take care ofhim if I turned him into a baby. Even if I’m working from homeright now.

Reluctantlyshe enters the command for a third time and sets it to 6 years andfires the command. After another confirmation she quickly goes overto his room. There’s no indication that even a 9 year old lives inthe room; only a cherubic 6 year old. His clothes even match, beingsomething that a 6 year old would enjoy wearing. He is peacefullynapping on his twin sized bed with cartoon bedding. She feels asthough she’s in a fantasy setting seeing his teen, almost youngadult, losing a little over a decade of his life to a program that can turn him younger and younger.

Mom:Maybe just another year wouldn’t hurt.

Shequietly shuts the door and shuffles back to the computer. Rightbefore she finishes the command she heads to the bathroom. Afterreturning she finds her son in her seat, looking at the computer.

Mom:What are you doing? I thought I told you not to play with mommy’scomputer.

Hernatural parental instincts kick in almost immediately. She walks overto him as he presses a button on the keyboard.

Jeremy:It asked for a number. I put 0.

Shelooks worried as her son starts to get younger. She moves him off herseat and gets to trying to stop it. First he becomes a year youngeras she tries canceling the command, but that fails. Another year goesas she tries to kill the command terminal. Yet again another as shetries to log out and shut down. After the third year his pantsdisappear and are replaced with a pair of training pants. She startsto freak out as he becomes 2 years old and his shirt disappears too.Before he can lose another year she unplugs the computer, leavingJeremy as a 14 month old baby in nothing more than a diaper withcartoon designs on them. She sighs as she looks over at him, notknowing if inputting 0 would have made him disappear. A look of worrywashes over her face.

Mom:Looks like I have to find a way to reverse the command.

Shestarts to re-plug the computer and reboot it so she can try to fixher mistake. Meanwhile Jeremy pops on the ground and starts banginghis tiny, pudgy, uncoordinated fist on the carpeted floor in boredom.

End Chapter 1

Tales of Regression

by: TheFurEffect | Story In Progress | Last updatedSep 25, 2023

Chapter 1 added Sep 17, 2021 Chapter 2 added Nov 4, 2021 Chapter 3 added Feb 11, 2022 Chapter 4 added Oct 5, 2022 Chapter 5 added Dec 17, 2022 Chapter 6 added Feb 4, 2023 Chapter 7 added May 28, 2023 Chapter 8 added Sep 25, 2023

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