A Crinkle In the Fabric of Reality – Chapter Three
The Infanite Translator was turned on one more time that day, at approximately eight o’two pm. Like before, the effects hit the world hard, besieging the universally understood concepts of Adulthood and Maturity. This
time, the effects would not be nearly as subtle.
Unlike the first time, however, the management of Regsoft had not authorized the device to be activated…
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Benjamin had rushed into his house in such a tizzy he barely had time to realize he had to pee. Determined not to wet himself like a baby bunny twice in one day, he retreated to the bathroom to drain his pipes before heading to his office. Something had felt off since he’d wet his pants. It was his plan to figure out what.
The rabbit’s private office was a beacon of order: A corkboard with relevant papers on it in the far wall of the room, right next to his work desk.
One wall lined with bookshelves, each packed with reference books and scientific tomes. Next to his desk,
a mini-fridge packed with bottled water and chopped carrots, to keep hydrated and prevent him from reaching for less healthy snacks. There was a groove in the brown carpet for when he paced as he thought. “Alright.” He said, as he walked over to his desk and took a seat. “Now I know there’s something odd going on… I’ve never wet myself before. It wouldn’t even make sense for me to do so! I’m an adult!” He chuckled
for a moment, before freezing.
He’d sat down in his wet pants. He had forgotten to change out of them. His face got hot again as he darted out of his study and moved for his bedroom to change. He’d never admit that there was a moment he’d enjoyed peeing in front of the whole meeting. But that didn’t mean he wanted to stay in his soggy pants. Returning in something dry, he sat down and opened a notebook. “Ok, now lessee. It can’t be a
coincidence that the first test of the Infinate Translator happened on the same day I wet myself-“ He froze and thought about it for a moment, popping the eraser of his pencil into his muzzle and nibbling slightly. “Ok, yeah, it totally could be. But my gut says that there’s some sort of connection… Especially since I saw a man mess in the street not an hour ago! Something odd’s going on, and it started today.” he sighed. “Even if it’s a stretch to so much as consider that our newest invention is doing this, I should eliminate the possibility first.” He sighed. “I’ve got our department’s design notes and the blueprints here. Let me go over the math and the physics to see if there’s anything that could have caused things to be so strange everywhere.” And so he sat down to work. But the math was quite complicated. Just by himself, Benjamin would be sitting there for hours. But he was determined, and that counted for a lot.
So six pm passed.
And then seven pm.
And then eight pm.
At eight thirty, Benjamin shook his head, snapping out of his math funk. Somehow he’d started to space out! Looking around to clear his foggy mind, the rabbit couldn’t help but yawn as he pushed out and stretched his legs. His favorite paci fell out of his mouth, the bright orange plastic carrot handle staring up at him. Staring at it gave him an odd feeling. Like something wasn’t right. Looking around, he took stock of his
study.
But nothing else felt different: The cartoon city-print of his carpet still had some trucks sunken into it right where he’d left them. His bookshelves were still the same mix of engineering manuals and children’s books they’d always been. His corkboard had his most recent crayon-drawings affixed to it, which was good. He was always worried someone would sneak in and steal his drawings! And underneath, his toychest rest open, filled with things for him to play with when he was lost in thought. His free paw gripped the most recent sippy cup of juice he’d taken out of his mini-fridge, right next to his notes. As he tried to figure out what felt so funny, he lifted the bright blue plastic lid to his lips. The tang of cranberry juice hit his lips. And as the fluid ran down his throat, he realized what had been bothering him.
He had to pee! He’d gotten so caught up in his maths that he had entirely forgotten about the building need!
Rushing out of his chair, he scrambled towards his bathroom. He didn’t want to have another leak in one day! His bladder throbbed, the act of holding it feeling almost painful as he raced for the door. One of his footpaws slammed down on a plastic 18- wheeler, and Benjamin felt himself yelp in pain as it slid forward. He tripped, and the carpeted floor rose up to meet him. With a loud THUD, Benjamin hit the floor face first,
carpet sliding against his fur and whiskers. The pain was all he could think about…
…for a moment. And a moment’s distraction was all his throbbing bladder needed. The dams burst again, as Benjamin felt his sweatpants growing warm and soggy.
The End of A Crinkle In the Fabric of Reality – Chapter Three.
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