Abdl Age Regression Novels & Stories

So, to revert Adrian’s look to someone his age, he started to practice the technique of slowing his aging process while also controlling his Kareth ability to suppress it. The technique worked, at least to some noticeable degree, and when Adrian grew older, he still looked older than his actual age. That’s when he came to this place, one where he could continue the process of reversing his look. Even for him, this appearance was out of character. He wanted to feel like other normal kids of his age. He had the desire to do things that were fun, but he had been trained to always be serious. He had the sense of discipline, but still, he was just a kid after all.

Aidan stretched his limb long enough and slapped Firash’s back head. “The story of her being a genius wasn’t an exaggeration?” Dhia looked at Firash. Firash and Albert openly snorted. “You wish, sister. You wish.” “It is not hearsay,” Ibrahim said. Albert traced along his knuckles and coughed. Alas, he opened his mouth to tell the tale. It happened a few centuries ago. Now, Albert was nearly 100 – 98 to be precise. His parents had gone for more than 88 years or more. He had stopped keeping up the numbers as soon as they hit 50. Because, it was so painful to remember his dying parents, asking for shelter.

“Body massage your ass! Do you think I'd believe it's only a massage? You almost break my back last night.” This time Klein, laughed at his Omega's remarks and rain kisses on its cheeks, kissing those tears away. They were unlike any Beta and unmatched and unmated AO, who, after reaching their age, are already wrinkled. At the age of eight hundred five, they still looked like they're in their prime of two hundred. They marked each other when Kolein was one hundred ninety-five and Klein two hundred five. This was the great difference between matched and mated AO compared to unmated, unmatched AO.

It was like he had found a treasure he had been looking for. "Yes!" Emily nodded confidently. She didn't realize that adults were intrigued by her idea. Suddenly, Louis glanced at Abigail. "That means Abi doesn't know how to get pregnant? She's only 19 years old." The water that Abigail had just sipped almost spilled out. While wiping her mouth, she nodded. "Yeah, I don't know either." "Abigail is only 19 years old?" Melanie's eyes widened. "I think she's already in twenties."

“That’s not to say that no one has ever Transformed past the age of twenty-one. There have been a few anomalies. But for the most part, you have to be older than seventeen, younger than twenty-one.” “There’ve been anomalies?” Cadence asked. This was the first she had heard of this. “Yes, and occasionally Transformations have happened younger than seventeen. You know Priscilla, on our Cabo team?” “Yes,” Cadence confirmed. “She Transformed at twelve,” Aaron explained. “Really?” Cadence asked, shocked. “I didn’t know that.”

“That’s a monster in my mother’s body.” “I see,” Abigail said in a tone that bordered on tender. After looking at me long and hard she asked. “What’s your age?” “I’m eighteen,” I said hesitantly. “As am I. Or at least that’s the age I was when I was turned,” she mused. “Now I see why I was chosen to care for you.” “So, how old are you now?” I quizzed. “I’m four-hundred and forty,” she replied with a giggle.

I shrugged, shuffling on my spot and sliding my palms underneath my thighs. "Good. We're good to go then. Age regression is more common than you think, we can find the root and minimize it to the point where it doesn't hamper with his daily life," she smiled, opening the door to lead me back out. "It's not a bad thing." "What?", I frowned, interlacing my fingers behind my back. "Nathan's condition is not bad when it's voluntary," she explained. "I'll let you in on the details in the later sessions when I'm more aware of everything. You don't have anything to worry about now."

"You should know I am an old man. It would be devastating to get crushed by a wolf." "You are not old. You look like someone in his forties." Dallan pulled back and returned the smile. "I wonder how you wizards manage to stay so young." Abe rolled his eyes. "Says the specie who age an inch every hundred years." He laughed and turned to Kai. "How is it going, boy?" "Very fine. Thanks, Abe." "You are welcome. Dallan, congratulations. I am so happy for you." "W—What are you talking about?" Dallan inched closer. "Wait, did you get one of those your visions? What did you see?"

Abel replied, giving me a strange look. “If you say so.” I shrugged. With Abel’s lack of faith in magic, it’s a surprise he had lasted this long. The scratch along his face had healed a bit more, but still remained a pink line down the apple of his cheek. Abel paused; his mouth open before he found the words he was looking to say. “You’ve just turned eighteen, haven’t you?” He asked, an onyx eyebrow lifted in my direction. “I’ve never been so directly shot down before. Guess you’re still in search of your mate.”

He would have to keep it company while Abelard used his scholar abilities to locate the device. “Alright” Abelard nodded and sat down straight away. He didn’t worry about his safety. His actions brought a smile to Mane’s face. It was nice to see someone entrust their life to you. As for finding the device, Mane wasn’t so worried. Ananse wasn’t wrong when she said that Abe was more talented in the path of scholars. Just like Mane he was a beginner scholar. After he had comprehended Alexis’ manual, a mutation had occurred. Because of this he skipped the trainee scholar stage like Mane and went straight into the beginner stage. But he was a small stage behind Mane. Mane had just recently advanc