A Crinkle In the Fabric of Reality – Chapter Eight
The diaper Reggie had put him in was too big to fit under Benjamin’s pants, so
his boss had insisted he go without them. At first he felt embarassed, the rabbit unable
to so much as take a step without his diaper squishing, a cloud of talcum powder
floofing up, and a telltale “crinkle” announcing to anyone with ears that there was a baby
nearby.
But by the time the two of them got to the meeting, he realized that his
embarrassment no longer made sense. The office had changed, and the lion, festooned
in his tuxedo-patterned onsie, was formally dressed by comparison to some of
Benjamin’s peers. He saw ladies wandering around shirtless, breasts bouncing as they
crinkled about in just diapers with skirts lazily thrown overtop them. Men dressed
similarly, some of them not even bothering to wear more than brightly tinted translucent
plastic covers over their diapers. Most of his co-workers were at least garbed in a onsie
or some sort of infantile attire, but in an office where everyone was expected to strip and
change the diapers of one another, waddling around in just a diaper hardly seemed
taboo anymore.
And yet the change in the dress code didn’t seem to affect the meeting at all.
Shiara Regulos, clad in a bright golden top that covered her bouncing, swollen bosom
and a diaper with bright yellow pastel duckies on it, entered and took a seat. Soon, she
was followed by her hangers-on, the executives and big kids who helped her with
running the company. All of them with matching Regsoft branded pacifiers in their muzzles, as always. They were soon joined by Darius the bull, wearing a blue spandex singlet covered in white stars that clearly advertised the bulky diaper under wrapped around his crotch, as well as Shane the skunk, who had dressed today in a more modest pair of pajama-pants with cartoon characters printed all over them. And then by
others in his office.
Small talk was made. People laughed at each other’s jokes, complimented each
other’s outfits, and Reggie thanked Mommy Shiara for gracing their department with her
presence, as always. Benjamin could almost believe everything was normal. If it weren’t
for the diapers in the room occasionally crinkling, he could almost have deluded himself.
But the spreading of the poof between his legs stubbornly and doggedly dragged him
back to reality whenever he started playing pretend.
Staring up at him, Reggie clapped his paws. “Alright, Benji. We’re all here. You
can begin.”
Benjamin sighed. Whatever the Infanite Translator was doing, he wouldn’t be
able to figure out what it was or how to undo it until he got back to his desk. But he had
a job to do, and if he left now the tantrum Reggie had thrown back in his office would
seem tame compared to what would happen. Clicking a button on the conference room
computer, he brought up his presentation. “Well, like I was saying yesterday, um, if you
look at this chart here-“ He froze. Benjamin realized, all too late, that he was peeing
himself. This time, there was no warning. No control. He was helplessly piddling himself,
exactly like a baby bunny kit. His keen ears could hear the “hsssst!” and his nose could
smell the accident.
The warm wetness spread along his lap, as he froze, staring at everyone with a
deer-in-the-headlights moment of hesitation. “I-it displays… it d-displays…” he
stammered. Weren’t they all going to get mad at him? He was doing the exact same
thing he did yesterday! But no one even seemed to bat an eyelash!
Shane left to his footpaws, a goofy smile on his face. “HEY! HEEEEY!
EVERYONE LOOK AT WHAT I CAN DO!” He giggled, his tail flagging up, as he balled
his fists and squatted. With a loud fart, the skunk’s pjs began to poof out in back.
“NNnnngh!” he grunted, before sighing, his face a vision of euphoria. Benjamin watched
as Shane’s eyes rolled back, his tongue flopping out. “Aaaaaaaaaah…” He giggled,
standing in front of everyone as the room began to fill with skunk stink. “I’ma big dumb
skunker who makes messies in his nappies!”
Reggie put a paw to his forehead and began to massage his temples. “Yes,
Shane. We can see that. Everyone does that. Did you really have to show us?”
“Yeah-huh!” The skunk chirred cheerily, tail swishing like a happy doggy’s as he curled up his arm to push his thumb into his mouth. “Skunkies gotta learn to love stinkin’ instead’a thinkin’!”
The lion growled. “Take a seat!” he stomped a footpaw and let out a loud huff.
“Or, or… Darius, can you please take our muddy-butt programmer to get a clean nappy
on? He hangs out with you the most often. He’s picking up your exhibition-“ The lion
blinked ‘Um, your exhabit-“ He sighed. “Your love of goin’ potty in pubic!”
The bull nodded. “Moo!” He stood up to put a burly arm around Shane’s
shoulders. “Come on, lil’ stinker. Maybe we can find a stuffed toy for you to cuddle on
the changing table…” He turned Shane towards the door and the two of them began to
waddle out.
The End of A Crinkle In the Fabric of Reality – Chapter Eight.
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