He felt helpless and incredibly humiliated. He was only grateful that nobody had witnessed his great moment of weakness, but now he realized with a sinking feeling he’d have to spend the rest of the day in his soiled diapers until his shift was over.
As if to add insult to injury, he heard a quiet hissing as his bladder released and gave yet another donation to the now swelling front portion of his padding.
He looked up and around him, and to his relief nobody seemed to be near him or paying him any attention.
The smell of his deed now drifted up to his nostrils, and he cursed under his breath.
The fox had not thought of the issue of the potential olfactory distraction that his newly acquired incontinence might bring about; he regretted not taking the advice of the note and going out to purchase something to lessen or at least mask the smell.
