Chapter 13

    The leopard awoke with a start, sat up, and looked around.  He was still in his playpen, and still well restrained within the playpen.  He shifted around in his diaper, “Yep, still wet and messy." he thought to himself.  He wondered what the rabbit had been doing this whole time? Feeling a pressure on his bladder and without even thinking, he released into his diaper, the absorbent material swelling and pushing even harder against his crotch.  He saw that the diaper was in a very soiled state, he'd used it well. He shifted around in it, comfortable and yet uncomfortable being stuck in his own mess. He suckled on his pacifier, edged by the fact that he was completely unable to get himself out of the situation he was in, stuck in his messy diapers and forced to stay in one place.  He pulled against his restraints, wanting to get out and move around.

Once again, they stood fast, holding him in place and refusing to allow him to do anything but sit in his dirty diapers.  He flopped back on the base of the playpen with a huff, “Guess I'll have to wait!" he thought to himself as he stared at the ceiling, the see-through carbon fiber mesh above him reminding him that he was stuck in the playpen until the rabbit decided otherwise.  He lay there for seemed like hours, the sun was beginning to set and the room was bathed in a golden light, quite a beautiful spectacle. Scott watched, feeling rather mellow and hazy, as he watched the light display in the room change color and shift to darker hues.  During that time he once again allowed the building pressures in his bottom and bladder to release at slightest provocation, furthering the warm mess in his diapers and pressing it at a higher pressure against him. He was completely unable to escape the mess in his diapers, but was growing slightly more accustomed to it.  After what seemed like several hours, the rabbit padded quietly into the room. Scott sat up excitedly, his butt now squished hard against the mess in his pants.

The rabbit smiled at him sweetly and Scott completely forgot about the state he was in, happy to see that the rabbit had come back.  She unlocked the playpen and removed the carbon fiber mesh from above him. Undoing the restraints on his ankles she picked him up and stood him up next to the playpen.   She crouched down and placed a paw underneath the front of his diaper and slid a finger down, tickled Scott slightly as she checked if he was wet. Then taking the same paw she pushed up on his bottom, squeezing and feeling around if he had messed himself as well.  “Looks like somebody had a little accident in their pants!" she said with mock crossness, Scott could feel his face burn, even though it was obvious the rabbit was kidding, he was surprised to find that he felt a little ashamed that he couldn't hold it in. He squirmed, she looked and saw the expression on his face.  She stood up and hugged him, bringing him close to her breast. He could hear and feel her beating heart as she whispered to him consolingly, “Oh no it's okay sweetie, lots of people sometimes have issues keeping their pants dry! That's why I put in you in your diapers! So that you can be nice and safe when you're in your playpen and don't have to worry about having accidents!"  Scott sniffled, and pressed against her, enjoying her support and kind words.

She let him go gently and turned, Scott saw that she was fiddling with what looked like a radio disk player.  His eyes widened, as he realized as she took out a disk that she must have been playing something whilst he was in the playpen. “Those voices weren't in my head!  She was playing a pre-recorded track of herself!" he realized. “Was she trying to hypnotize me?" he thought, but was interrupted by a soft wet sound coming from his diaper.  He looked down in surprise and found that he was wetting himself without control, or warning. The rabbit saw this too, looked up at him and smiled. “Oh" she said, a mischievous glint in her eyes, “I see that you didn't finish yet with that diaper, don't let me interrupt you."  She padded him on his bottom and reattached the leash to his collar as he continued to wet himself. “Come now dear, I think it's time to give you a little bath, don't you think?" Scott blushed an even deeper shade of red than he had previously. He had actually wet himself, while away, standing up in front of the rabbit!  There was no warning or control, he had, for the first time since he was an infant, had an accident in his diapers. If he hadn't been wearing his diapers, he'd have a large wet spot on the front of his pants where he stood, perhaps a puddle pooling next to him. He allowed the rabbit to lead him upstairs, the mess on his diapers moving around as he began to worry.  “Am I in control anymore?" he thought, as yet another surprise greeted his eyes in the bathroom.