The world around Kazard seemed to slow down, and he fumbled for the mattress of his bed. He eased himself down on top of it, his diapered butt serving as further cushioning as he allowed himself to rest for a moment, his heart still pounding.

How… How had she… When did she… Why had… Will she tell… Shit, fuck fuck fuck…

The past five minutes slowly replayed in his mind as he sat there, trying to calm himself down. His coworker, Arya, had somehow gotten into his house, she had seen him in his diapers, maybe she’d even seen him changing and cleaning himself up.