Today's was Crotch & Pelvis, Consciousness, and Filth, which sounded a fair bit less enticing than it ended up being. I debated putting this one up for day 17, but given that most of my Tier 2+ patrons have volunteered and claimed a slot so far, I figured I'd lean back on some of my own OCs for a bit of self-indulgence. This also made for the first sequence of the Kinktober event! Not sure if this will happen again, but we'll see if the opportunity arises without adding too much extra effort for me to get it done. This was fairly straightforward, so I wasn't about to pass up the idea.

We hadn't seen Cal in a while, so it was a really good excuse to show how he's been dealing with his reoccurring regressive curse. Looks like he's tolerating it well enough, given that it's always so kind as to make sure he's appropriately padded for whenever he gives in to the urges to be a big, incontinent baby chocobo. While he often manages to stave it off during his waking hours, the groggier parts of the evening and morning make him a prime target for some very sudden and equally intense infantilizing. That's okay though, at least he comes around real quick whenever it does happen, and is always immediately rewarded with some very pleasant, happy feelings once he's done regressing.

His budget for replacement underwear must be getting stretched just as badly as his swelling pampers, though.

This one sounded kinda risky - Birthing, Exercise & Effort, and Competition - but I was quite happy to see that a few brave souls still volunteered for this (somewhat predictably for them, if I'm entirely honest ) and Lazzyz was the unlucky one who got picked!

She's gotten herself into a bit of a predicament after applying for a job at a nearby Chocobo farm, not expecting to be so directly involved in helping with egg production. She was promised a competitive working environment with plenty of opportunities for upwards mobility in the company... But she certainly missed the parts in her contract about downwards movement if she didn't perform well enough!

Here's hoping she can keep her head.

This one has several alts cause the way I composed this piece led to various details getting covered up in the several layers of the scene, and I didn't want them going unseen. Each of them have their own fun little implications and story suggestions, so I'm happier sharing them either way.

Despite his best efforts, Cal's regressive impulses often sneak up on him without him realizing it - at least, not before it's far too late, and finds himself far too busy enjoying himself to care.

Following the Quickie where Cal debuted, having a very clear concept of the entire gimmick he was made for quickly helped with new ideas; or perhaps more accurately, drawing existing ideas in new, fun ways. Always surprises me when I learn more about all the different permutations of how my work gets done in this way, even to this day.

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Cal is a chocobo with a rather inconvenient problem; he suffers from aggressive bouts of regressive compulsions. Most of the time he can keep it under control, but on days when he's especially susceptible or isn't expecting a trigger, well...

Needless to say, he's likely to have a long and stinky waddle back home ahead of himself.