A Crinkle In the Fabric of Reality – Chapter Seven
The lion nodded. “Are you this ignorant of office safety procedures? Here.” He
turned to his computer, typing and clicking on a few things, before spinning the monitor
around for Benjamin to see. On the company’s Health and Safety webpage it read, as
clear as day: “Rule #3: All employees must be accustomed to wearing diapers and/or
training pants while on regular duty, to prevent leaks. Further, to foster office
comradery, diaper-clad employees and management may only change themselves if
another employee is not available to assist in the process.”
As he read over the document, Benjamin couldn’t help but see the time on the
computer screen: 9:09 am. He forgot about it almost instantly in his indignation. His
paws balled up against his thighs. “I DON’T NEED DIAPERS!” He said, caught up in his
indignation and raising his voice. “Sir, I’m an ad- an adu-” He felt himself tripping over
the word, but he was determined to say it. He wasn’t like Shane and Darius! He could
keep himself dry! And he was sick and tired of being embarassed about his one little
accident! “An adul-”
The clock ticked to 9:10 am. And right on time, a large bull trotted into the
test chamber to activate the Infanite Translator, officially for the second time.
Not counting the two other times he’d activated it last night.
“-A big kit!” Benjamin spat out as his mind started to clear. For some reason, right
in the middle of his huffy tantrum his mind had whited out. “I… uh… huh?” His head was
spinning a bit. The head of steam he’d built up was completely gone. “What were we
talking about?” He flopped back down from his upright position to let his body sink back
into the bean bag chair he’d been sitting in. Reggie had several bean bag chairs for
people visiting him to sit down in. Benjamin’s favorite was the bright red one… his mind
felt like it’d been dipped in syrup. “I mean, um, I’m not gonna tinkle in my pants again. I
don’t need diapers. Nnngh…” He rubbed his forehead. “I’m better than that.”
It didn’t seem like the same had happened to Reggie Rwarsmith. “A big kit!” He
snarled. “A BIG KIT?!?” The lion stood up immediately, a crinkle escaping the bright
black tuxedo-print onsie he’d been wearing. “Tell me, Benji, am I not in charge of our
department?
Benjamin replied on autopilot. He wasn’t thinking straight yet. “Y-yes, but I don’t
see what that has to do with-”
“-AND does that not make me the biggest cub here?” The lion clearly wasn’t
going to let him finish that sentence.
Memories were racing back into Benjamin’s mind. “Y-yeah…” Of course Reggie
was right. He was head of the department because he was the best behaved kid there.
The next thing Benjamin heard was the popping of snaps. “AND WHAT AM I
WEARING, ‘BIG KIT’?” The lion tore open the snap-crotch of his onsie, flipping it up.
The garment underneath was swollen and sagging, festooned with simple caricatures of
jungle animals hiding under umbrellas from sog-revealed rainclouds. The once-white
plastic padding was now heavily stained yellow in front.
“A-a-a Diaper?” Benjamin whimpered. He already knew what was coming. Pretty
much the only way to drive Reggie to a tantrum was to insult his status as King of the
Corporate Jungle. He was in for it now.
“And you say you don’t need diapers, huh, mister ‘big kit’?” The lion circled
around the table, diaper crinkling loudly, before he stopped to loom over the bean bag
chair that the rabbit was sunken into. “Are you saying you’re better than me?!? A bigger
boy? Just because I’m HONEST about needing my diapees and you aren’t?”
The rabbit swallowed. “W-well, I-mmmmph!” Benjamin swallowed the rest of his
words as a thick, swollen diaper was thrust into his face. With one swift motion, Reggie
had pounced, straddling Benjamin’s head and pressing his crotch into his underling.
Reggie Rwarsmith’s voice carried with it a firm command. “Breath.” There was no
room in his voice for any protests. “And deeply.” And as he made the statement, he
began to thrust his soggy padding into the bunny’s snout
Thoroughly defeated, Benjamin complied. A rich bouquet of aromas filled his
nostrils: Talcum powder. Sweat. Pee. Musk. Sex. The whole rest of the room was lost to
him as his senses were overwhelmed. He could feel the spongy, soggy fabric of the
diaper smushing against the contours of his head. The warmth of the wet diaper
enveloped him as Reggie humped against him. Something rigid and firm pressed
against his lips and nose through the padding. The sheer sensations were
overwhelming. He felt his head spinning
“Hmmph. I thought so.” Reggie’s paws were gripping either side of his new seat,
as he humped his diaper against the bunny’s face. “This is your rightful place. No matter
how much of a protest that you don’t need diapers, that you’re a big kid… in the end,
you’re just a little baby bunny eager to snoof into my diaper, aren’t you?” He chuckled.
“Not even struggling. Purrrrr… you know, this is actually quite comfortable.
Maybe we should make it a weekly thing. Remind you of your place, and give me a new plaything
to cuddle and grind against.” He chuckled, before standing up. “In fact, I think I like dat-
er, that. Yes, from now on, every friday morning, you will spend some time between my
legs.”
Benjamin gave a loud gasp as he took in fresh air. For a few moments he had
been worried he was going to pass out. He panted, eyes stuck on the diaper. Was it
more tented than it had been before? With how wet and soggy the lion was, it was hard
to tell. But he found himself fixating on it. A little bit of the bunny had wanted to stay
down there, under the lion, blissfully reveling in those scents and those sensations,
forever. His cock twitched and strained against his big boy underwear.
The lion spun around and patted his desk. “Drop your pants and climb up here,
bitsy baby bunny kit!” Benjamin could tell he was keen to remind the bunny how much
more little he was compared to the feline. “It’s time for your diapering, Baby Benji. And
I’d better not see you try to take it off…”
The End of A Crinkle In the Fabric of Reality – Chapter Seven.
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