Oh sure, the fact that his dignity had suffered a huge blow and he was diaper dependent for the next several days wasn’t all that pretty, but he knew with ultimate certainty that it would end. He would regain the full control of his bodily functions, this week would fade into the mists of time, a mere pothole on the road of his existence, and the world would keep on turning, in its proper shape. With those thoughts in mind, it was hard for him to really be irritated about the whole thing, though yesterday—or even this morning—would have meant different thoughts.
What had changed? It was a simple enough question. Had Chastity’s warmth towards him, never before truly felt, given him a peace of mind? Certainly.