Soon it was time to wake up the infantized scientists and get them ready for a short discussion.

The two were woken up and the groggy men did nothing when the women stuck two fingers down the front of their diapers.

The playpen was cleaned up and the two were given bottles to quench their thirst.

Once they had finished half their bottles, the women carried them to the conference room where everyone sat down or stood on their chairs.

With the women sitting beside them to make sure nothing went wrong.

Tim came in and sat at the head of the table placing a stack of papers in front of him.

Handing out a small packet of information to each person he began to review the computer logs up to the time of the accident.

Tim then began his assessment of the overloaded circuits and the approximate amount of power that was emitted at the time of the accident.

Everyone sat quietly listening to Tim and his assessment.

The women helped the children turn pages, wipe noses and keep their attention from wandering.

At one point Rob was standing on Michelle’s lap,

she had allowed him out of his seat as he fidgetted more and more.

Standing allowed Rob to move around a little.

Even though he was an adult in mind,

Rob still needed to expel the excess energy his little body produced.

Michelle smiled at her husband’s antics.

He might claim to be an adult but this just reinforced in her mind how infantile her husband really was.

After half an hour of listening to Tim’s report on the results of the accident and possible scenarios that could have caused it,

both children were a bit hyper.

Even though they were adults, the fact was they were trapped in a baby’s body.

Pent-up energy combined with their short attention spans was a poor combination.

They tried to move around in their chairs, soon both they were sitting in mother’s laps,

bouncing on their respective mother’s knee.

Both Michelle and Margaret were more comfortable if their boys were safely with them until they calmed down.

In the future, they might include a couple of high chairs at the conference table.

Tim was hoping that the two children could be able to contribute to the discussion.

He had only a short conversation with Rob which had been fruitful but noticed how easily his little boss had trouble holding his focus.

Rob was still able to discuss higher function physics

He had already created a few scenarios to explain how the overload could have resulted in the transformation.

However, Tim had also been disturbed by Rob’s regressed emotions

His frustration had almost resulted in a tantrum

which had been stopped at the last moment by a soothing hug and pat on his diapered rump.

In the conference room was a bizarre situation that would have confused most people.

Arranged around the long oval table where adults and babies holding a higher function debate on physics and their present reality.

The children had moments of joyful screams when they had a revelation or saw the solution on the horizon.

Rob was happy to be part of the discussion and actively took part although he got overly excited a few times.

Jeff was more quiet and contemplative but added unique insights when asked for an opinion.

Jeff struggled more than Rob to pay attention or hold a conversation and at least once while making a comment his attention drifted off.

He’d been giving his opinion on the stability of the capacitors when he suddenly feel his diaper getting warmer.

It did not shock him however the sensation slowly enveloping his groin

This caused him to focus on the warmth and sense of security it brought him

knowing his accidents would not escape the confines of his underwear.

As the discussion rotated around the table,

Rob was allowed to stand on a chair by himself

while Margaret kept a watchful hand on his back in case his weaker baby legs gave out.

Terry wrote their arguments on the board

Jeff and Rob added their comments to define the problem and create new understandings of field manipulation.

It was getting on to 1:30 pm and the mothers warned their children of their upcoming nap time.

Rob complained bitterly about having to end their discussions soon however Michelle refused to listen.

“You go down for your nap every day at this time and I am not going to change your routine now.”

Rob fussed for a minute or two however he was quickly distracted and returned to the problem of field dynamics.

Soon Rob’s daily routine presented itself as his gut announced it was time.

Rob looked around the room

He knew that there was no privacy to do his business

however it didn’t matter as he could barely exert any control over his bowels.

He didn’t bother to ask Michelle to take him to the toilet

He knew the answer would be ‘No’,

she would remind him that his diapers were for taking care of those messes.

Besides,

he doubted he could hold on till he was on a suitable potty chair.

He decided to hold on until there might be a chance for a more private setting.

Rob knew that he would be expected to use his diapers and that no one would question his lack of control

however it was still embarrassing.

He was an adult discussing adult issues,

it was not the time to show to everyone he was nothing but a tiny little child.

Terry turned towards his boss hoping he would have the magic answer.

“Rob, what do you think of the proposal to bring a student assistant into the project.

I need help with formulating the procedure and testing some of the theories before we can put a living subject before the DNAM.

A while ago you had suggested we invite Karen Mallet to help out?”

Rob was distracted trying to control his bowels as it took all his concentration to hold it in.

He could feel his bowels were full and ready to expel but it wasn’t the appropriate time.

“Huh? Karen Mallet.

Yes yes, she would make an excellent assistant for the lab.

Plus her salary could be paid by the university grant which allows students to cover Instructor Assistants.”

His conclusion ended as he realized that he was already messing himself with a warm semi-solid sensation spread across his bottom.

As it spread he was awarded with a wave of pleasure

This ran through him like a electric wave rippling through his body.

Rob started at the far wall as he was lost in the moment.

The ripple of pleasure had dissipated however he focused on the expanding warmth in his diaper.

He soon realized that he must have started peeing as the warmth continued to expand up the front of his diaper.

He had come to enjoy the feeling of being encased in a warm diaper and enjoyed every second, it had become the highlight of his day.

When he finally opened his eyes no one was watching him.

In fact, Terry had turned to the whiteboard to modify his latest formula

while Michelle and Margaret were busy in conversation concerning naptime routines.

He wasn’t surprised to see Jeff also starting at the wall lost in concentration,

obviously messing his diaper also.

He watched Jeff in fascination and figured he must have looked just the same a minute ago.

Jeff stood on his chair,

knees slightly bent and his little pudgy hands holding on to the table.

Rob knew when Jeff was done as he gave a slight shiver of pleasure,

smiled then stuck a thumb in his mouth.

Rob giggled in glee at watching a mirror image of his actions happening beside him.

Within a few seconds, all three adults stopped and noses twisted at the rank smell which invaded the conference room.

Terry turned to the women and nodded in understanding without saying a word.

As he walked out of the room,

there mixed feelings as he was glad the women were cleaning up the mess but longed for the day he would have a family of his own.

 

Michelle and Margaret also turned towards their charges and pulled out the necessary items to clean the two up.

Both laid out their changing pads side-by-side,

before lifting their sons up and laying them on the pad.

Like they had been changing diapers for years,

the two women undid the snaps between the baby’s legs and lifted the pants up to exposed two very stinky diapers.

Unfastening their diapers,

they pulled it back to reveal the depth of the boys’ accident.

Rob and Jeff’s face turned slightly red,

they had had their diapers changed in private but never had they been changed in front of another person.

It probably would have been alright if the other mother had been present

however having his colleague stripped bare beside them while being smelly,

dirty,

incontinent and exposed was humiliating.

Without a word, the two babies looked towards each other

both of them reached out to hold hands as their free hand moved up and deposited a thumb in their mouth for soothing comfort.

Both women smiled at their children and the infantile act

they saw Jeff and Rob acting more and more like their ages.

It made the women somewhat happy to see them acting their cute and adorable ages.

Once their bottoms were cleaned,

the powder was spread before a white pad was slipped underneath.

In unison, the children automatically spread their legs apart

waiting for the diaper to be pulled up between their legs and firmly taped on both sides.

Finally, they were dressed in sleepers before their mothers took them to the playpen for an afternoon nap.

After the children were put down for a nap the adult quietly retired to the next room closing the door carefully behind them.

In unison, both women turned to Terry with a determined look on their faces wanting answers to their infant husbands’ condition.

They were both enjoying having a new child in the family however both also wanted their husbands back.

“We married men, not babies.

How are YOU going to fix this?”

The women didn’t need to voice their concerns,

it was written on their faces.

Terry knew this was coming.

He had two women wanting answers to help their adult children out of their predicament.

He was prepared for the onslaught of questions.

“Ladies, I have a plan.”