Maybe his mind was playing tricks on him, but he could swear her eyes wandered to his oddly raised tails and fixated on his slight grimace the second time. It didn’t help that his voice was often rather squeaky when his body took him by surprise and emptied his bowels into the seat of his diapers. Still, her face didn’t betray any realizations which was the only thing that comforted the silver fox.
One day he had used his diapers so much he had to consciously remind himself not to waddle out of the door at the end of the work day as to not give himself away. This further pressed the mess against his fur, making the clean up after work an incredibly annoying ordeal.