A Crinkle In the Fabric of Reality – Chapter Nine
Benjamin could only stare, aghast, at the proceedings. Wetting was one thing,
but now the idea that people were going… number 2 in their diapers had brought a new
dimension of embarrassment into the bunny’s mind. And the joy Shane had shown
about it! Hadn’t he been so shy about his diapers less than a few hours ago?
“Momma, I am SO sorry about that display!” Regggie whimpered, looking over at
the Chief Equine of Operations, his head lowered towards her in deference. “Darius
loves to act out, an’ he’s been a bad influence, an’ I promise I’ll punish them both, an’
I’m tryin’ so hard to-“
Shiara chuckled, reaching over and giving the lion a scratch between the ears.
“It’s ok, kitten. Mommy’s not mad.” She chuckled. “But don’t you think you’re being a bit
harsh on the poor dears?” She smiled. “They’re just babies having fun, after all.
The lion puffed out his lower lip. “I… I just wanna be a good manna-ger! I didn’t
wanna waste your time!”
Shiara giggled. “Silly kitten! Momma never considers her little cubs and colts a
waste of time. But you need to learn to lighten up and have fun with the other boys, too.”
She reached up to begin unbuttoning her top. “On my lap, Reggie. I think a certain little
kitten needs a bellyful of momma’s special milk.” She tugged down her top to bare her
breasts. “Guaranteed to help you make regular stinkies so you can stop being so fussy
and grumpy about other people’s accidents.” She patted her lap.
Benjamin watched, jaw dropping, as his boss, who had intimidated him so
recently, scrambled up onto the mare’s lap, before pushing his lips against her tit like a
nursing babe. His eyes glazed over as he nuzzled up towards her. And Shiara moaned,
reaching a hooved hand down to rub the front of her diaper. “OOooo…. in- ah!- light of
recent events, we will be-nnnf!- delaying this meeting thirty minutes. You boys can-
oooh!- go play for a bit.”
The rabbit was the first person out of the room. This was going too far. It had to
be the Infanite Translator. He couldn’t think of any other reason why things were
changing like this. Before anything else distracted him, before he lost focus and started
playing silly nursery games with Shiara’s executives or some other silly thing, he was
going to go smash that thing
He had no idea what would happen if he did, but at least it wouldn’t make things
any worse!
Benjamin flung the door to the test lab open, a large wrench clutched in his free
paws. He was hyperventilating. Running in a soggy, poofy diaper was harder than he’d
expected. But before him it stood: A machine made of white plastic covering metal
parts. Of circuitry and wires. The Infanite Translator was almost as big as he was,
seated on a wooden table. He darted inside, his heart racing. There was no time to
hesitate. Gripping the wrench with both paws, he rose it over his head and-
-felt a firm hand wrapping tightly around his wrists, yanking him upwards until his
legs no longer touched the ground.
“Hello, Benji. Or should I say ‘Hewwo’ now? Language is weird these days.” Hot
breath hit the back of the bunny’s neck. “I kinda figured after I saw your face at the
meeting that you’d try something like this. Guess I was right.”
Benjamin recognised the deep baritone voice the second he heard it. But it didn’t
matter. Just a moment later, he was spun around in the air to face his captor. Darius the
bull smirked back at him, as he lifted the rabbit up so they could face each other eye-to-
eye. Underneath his pastel-blue onsie, his diaper, fresh and clean, crinkled as he
moved in it.
“Darius! No, you don’t understand, the machine, it’s-“
The bull snorted. “Soaking our brains in scented baby oil every time we turn it on.
Yeah, I got that. It doesn’t take a genius to recognise what’s happening.” He rolled his
eyes. “Or… maybe it does? You’re one of the only other people who seems to notice,
really. Maybe the fact that we engineers built the dang thing helps us understand what’s
going on, like, knowing the math helps us handle the changes consciously while over
promoted luddites like Reggie and Shiara just have to sit there and take the changes.”
Benjamin felt his body swaying slightly as he dangled. He squirmed, but his
wrists couldn’t break out of the grip Darius had him in. “You have to let me destroy it!
Please!”
The bull’s response was to jerk Benjamin’s body to one side. The force of the
shake sent the wrench flying out of the rabbit’s hands, where it clattered to the floor next
to a wall. “Nah.” He grunted.
“What? WHY!?!” Benjamin managed to squeak out as he swing back and forth,
his ears bouncing behind him.
The bull sighed. “Two reasons. First of all: What, you think the second you
smash the Infanite Translator everything’s going to just magically go back to the way it
was?
That sounds like a hot load of the stuff that I push into my diapers. There’s no
sound reasoning or logic behind it whatsoever. You’re just acting like a scared baby.”
“I am a scared baby right now!” Benjamin protested, not even caring about calling
himself a baby right now.
“Yeah, and chances are you’d just make things worse by whacking at it all willy-
nilly like that.” The bull chuckled. “But the second reason is that I like it. I like this.” He
raised his other arm up. “A world where everyone’s as into wearing and using diapers
as I am? A world that not only accepts my fetish, but CATERS to it? Sign me up!”
Benjamin blinked. “You… you…”
“Hey, don’t kinkshame me, bro.” Darius chuckled. “I didn’t plan for any of this.
Didn’t even know it was possible! But I’ll be dam- DANGED if I don’t take advantage of it
now!” He turned Benjamin back to stare at him. “And unlike Mr. Panicky Peepee Pants,
I approached all this rationally.” He smirked with pride. “I found you could sort of steer
what was changing around you as long as you knew it was happening. I gave myself
the body of a bodybuilder last night when I turned the device on the first time. I made
our CEO into a mommy with milk that has a natural laxative in it this morning when I
saw her come in early. And I’m gonna have FUN playing with you.”
“HOW?!?” Benjamin kicked in the air, trying to break free, or get a foot on Darius,
or something. The only thing it accomplished was that the bull held him a bit further
away, out of leg’s reach.
“Eh, don’t overthink it.” The bull rolled his eyes. “Whatever forces we’re playing
with here are all too happy to play along with the powers of suggestion.” He reached
down into his diaper, tugging out a bright green sippy cup with a plastic lid over it. “You
know, Shane was freaking out about it too, really. He didn’t guess the device was doing
it, but he probably would have before I turned him into an eager mudbutt, happily
skunking his diapers as many times as he can manage in a day.”
The bull was saying too much for Benjamin to process. “W-what?!?” He
sputtered. “YOU did WHAT to Shane?”
The End of A Crinkle In the Fabric of Reality – Chapter Nine.
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