Hush [Private for kakarot and The_Enigma]

[The_Enigma]

Belle absentmindedly tugged at the waist of her jeans, a chronic tick that had developed entirely subconsciously during the past five weeks. She never seemed to notice doing it, but then again she barely noticed oncoming traffic, let alone something as small and inconsequential as a nervous tick. It wasn't necessarily that she was inattentive, but more so that she was the type of woman to be always juggling three things in mind at once.

For instance, a part of her mind was dutifully dedicated to her position as CEO of Marvelous Machinery, the production company juggernaut that was entrusted to her by her late father. Personally, she had no ambitions to ever run a business like Marvelous Machinery, but after her father passed and named her as the sole heir to his estate she couldn't bear the thought of the business that he had suffered so much for and cultivated so carefully falling into the hands of some sleazy corporate monkey. So, armed with her best intentions and fierce wit, she learned the ins and outs of the corporate world and took the helm in his place. For the past five weeks, the company has been in the midst of an extensive audit which left Belle trapped in stuffy meetings for hours at a time or stuck behind her desk reviewing stacks of paperwork until small hours of the morning. While any process like this is filled with its pitfalls and difficulties, there was one problem that arose with the necessity of these long, uninterrupted hours which came as a complete surprise - and was met with an even more surprising solution.

She tugged again at the waist of her jeans, her thoughts drifting from the company to the diaper that fit snugly beneath her pants. She still had a little trouble believing it whenever she had one on, even though she had made use of them fairly frequently for nearly a month now. Because of the long hours that she was tied up in company business, it left Belle with little to no chance of taking a break during the day - not even five minutes to use the restroom. The first week of the audit, by the time she would get done with her business for the day she would be desperate to the point of bursting, and there were more than one close calls on the walk home and several pairs of panties that had been slightly dampened because of it. The straw that broke the camel's back for her, though, was when - near the end of a lengthy meeting with her law staff - she had almost wet herself in front of the entire boardroom. She could feel the flood beginning to dribble into her panties as the suits gathered up their briefcases, and she barely waddled to the restroom in time to spare her humiliation, small jets of pee soaking her panties every other step as she strode into the stall and whipped down her pants, not even bothering to waste the time to drop her underwear, just as her exhausted muscles gave out and let loose the torrent. Not wanting to ruin any more of her panties, and definitely not wanting to risk ultimate humiliation during a meeting, she resolved to take the best precaution possible, looked into diapers online and had them rush-shipped to use for the next day.

Even now she worried that someone would somehow divine the knowledge that she was wearing diapers in the office, or that some stranger she passed on the street would notice the almost-too-big bulge in the back of her jeans. She placed a hand on her ass, feeling the padded bulk of the diaper beneath her pants. Though they were very useful in avoiding accidents, she still hadn't managed to get over the lingering sense of embarrassment that came with wearing one. At least they made her ass pop, she mused.

Tugging once again at the waist of her jeans, she forced the diapers out of her mind and instead juggled the thought of The Library: her haven, her solace, and her true passion. During the workweek, she was devoted full time to Marvelous Machinery. But every weekend, Saturday and Sunday was devoted full time to The Library. She had stumbled across it one day not long before she was CEO, a monolithic structure tucked neatly away in a largely abandoned part of town. The first time she pried open the doors, the experience of seeing rows upon rows and stacks upon stacks with what must have been tens of thousands of books was truly breathtaking, and she spent the entire rest of the day exploring the shelves. To her utter delight, nearly every tome housed within this unbelievable treasure were hardcover or leather-bound originals, many with titles that she had never heard of before. To find a collection like that in this day and age is nothing short of a miracle, and she anticipated her time on the weekends - in The Library - with a ferocity and a hunger that rivals a starving lioness.

Coincidentally, and perhaps by some strange twist of fate, she discovered right around the same time that she started wearing diapers for protection that The Library had no working plumbing. It appeared to have been abandoned for quite a while, so it made sense that the water would be disconnected; though the thought of how anyone could abandon this place still left Belle baffled. It was a short leap for Belle to come to the conclusion that perhaps her diapers could be put to use outside the office, and she made a point of wearing them on her excursions to The Library - partially because there wasn't a working toilet in the building, and partially because, once she got absorbed in one of the books there, she couldn't be bothered to get up to find a bathroom, anyway.

Tugging at the waist of her jeans one more time, her busy mind stopped its incessant humming as her feet stopped moving, and she drank in the sight of The Library in the hazy light of late Saturday morning. She slipped in past the crack she had forced open in the front doors, the back seat of her diaper catching the door frame as she squeezed through. The sight of the shelves filled her with indescribable joy, and the feel of a fresh book between her fingers filled her with peace. She felt at home here. This was her safe haven. This was her castle.

[kakarot]

While the the secretly padded girl enjoyed venturing in the library, there was a faint nose in one of the offices on the second floor of the giant library. It was the sound of a snoring person.

Matt was a simple man in college. He graduated with a business management degree and was ready to head up someone's business. It was what his job was for, to help someone run a business. He stood at 6'1, had short dirty-blonde hair, blue and green hazel eyes, and have an average weight. While wanting to work for someone and manage their business, his luck wasn't too great because he wasn't as cut throat as most business men. He believed that happy workers were better workers than those micromanaged to death. This left him with few options, until one employer wanted to give him a chance in another state.

The man took the flight and went to the meeting and things were about to get started when he bumped into an old woman on the sidewalk, for which he quickly apologized, but the woman asked for change and as he searched his pockets he found none. He had his card that he could buy her something with, but that wasn't an option since his meeting was about to start. Matt announced that he had none, but this strange woman seem angered as if she knew he could have done something, but chose the meeting and she waved her hands and a purple glow was blasted onto him then disappeared. The situation was odd, but nothing changed so he went in for the meeting.

Things went fine during this meeting, but once it was over, Matt was asked to return the next day for a meeting with the owner rather than just the staff and current CEO. He agreed and went to a small hotel for the night. However once the sunset, he was outside getting a soda from a soda machine, and his clothes ripped, his body grew a few inches, his skin turned to orange fur, and he remained on his two feet, but his body clearly turned into some sort of tiger beast. This caused screams of terror and ignorance throughout the hotel and he was forced to run from knives and flying pots in the air.

Sadly his only refuge was an abandoned building, which looked to be a library. Day after day he would wake up naked with the sunrise, and had no clothes since his ripped, which left him with no option to venture outside, and his hunger and thirst grew, so he had to result to night stocking restaurant trash dumpsters, and the forest river. He longed for the days of just being a businessman again. After his disappearance though, he knew the original business wouldn't hire him, or had probably at least moved on by now.

[The_Enigma]

Belle sat content at a desk on the first floor of the library, reading from a selection entitled "Beasts and Their Habitats." It had been a few hours already from when she first entered the library, and the nervous light of the late afternoon peeked through the window with trepidation - the first signs of the oncoming dusk.

As with the plumbing, the electricity of this derelict establishment had long since been cut off, so the light of the sun would have been the only source available to Belle in which to keep reading. However, after only the first weekend of literary exploration, she found it extremely dissatisfying to have to stop reading before she wanted simply because the sun went down. So, to remedy the situation, she had bought several solar powered lamps and dispersed them throughout the library so that she may continue reading well into the night.

The first of these lamps had started to flicker on when she heard it.

Her eyes froze mid-sentence, completely abandoning the fascinating tome in favor of slowly peering up and darting frantically around the room, searching for any explainable source of the noise. To the best of her knowledge, this library had been completely abandoned and Belle was, she thought, the only soul in all of existence that breathed within its walls. But try as she might, Belle could not explain the noise to be anything other than the very distinctive sound of a snoring person.

It sounded far away, though, as if it were coming from the second floor. Despite the distance between her and the noise, a pallid fear had gripped her and she sat half-paralyzed at her desk, her knuckles turning white from the forceful grip she held on her book.

After an eternity of a minute, she finally worked up the courage to test whether the noise had been her imagination or if there really was some cause for alarm. Steeling her nerves, she called out in her best "I'm a CEO and I'm in charge" voice - which came out more like "I'm a scared girl wearing a diaper" - "H-hello? Is anybody else here?"

The echoes swirled around her as the question bounced off the high, steeple ceiling and reverberated through the cavernous building.

[kakarot]

As the sun began to set the human stopped his snoring and snarled for a few seconds before transforming into his tiger formed self and slowly woke up. After a few moments his ears began to twitch, and his nose caught the scent of someone. A sweet smell, probably a female.

He walked slowly out of the office, on the bottom floor and his behind the main desk that blocked the way to the offices. He knew the library was growing dark since the sun was setting, that was until he saw a different light keeping the library fairly lit, enough to see at least. "Go away, I don't want to scare you" he says from behind the desk.

He possibly could have scared whoever was there by simply announcing himself while not being seen. Some might assume a ghost or something, but he scared people generally when they saw him so he wanted to beat her to the punch and just ask her to leave.

[The_Enigma]

Belle sat expectantly for a few moments, straining her ears to pick up on every little sound she could make out. Yet all that greeted her was the hurried pulse of her own heartbeat and the frantic rhythm of her shallow breathing. She was absolutely sure something would respond - some sort of demon or nightmare reserved only for scary stories would pop out from the corner and prove her fears legitimate.

Yet after a hard few minutes when no such affirmation came, she simply chalked up the vagrant noise as her imagination. Some sort of trick of the mind played on ears that had heard silence too long. Letting down her guard again she turned back to her book, eager to continue delving into the secrets it contained.

After only another few moments of reading, however, her now hypersensitive ears picked up another sound, this one more distinctive than snoring; it sounded like the creak of a door followed closely by the unmistakable scrape of heavy furniture on a wood floor. Ever so slowly she set the book down upon the desk. She was about ready to bolt at the next instance of even the slightest sound, when instead she found herself paralyzed upon hearing the declaration booming around the spacious library: "Go away, I don't want to scare you."

The sound echoed around the library enough that she couldn't place its origin. It was deep and alien and held the weight of authority, the type of voice that gave you goosebumps just hearing it. And Belle was no exception; an electric shock coursed through her veins as she felt not only the hairs on the back of her neck, but every hair on her entire body stand on end, and she was now acutely aware of just how long she had put off tending to her rather uncomfortably full bladder.

She sat at the desk simply slack-jawed for much longer than seemed sensible, and when reason finally returned to her the only response she could muster was "Well you've done a right good job of that already." Why she didn't ask who this mystery person was, or why this person was in an abandoned library at dusk, or - better yet - just ran away, she couldn't guess. But it's difficult to explain why anyone does anything when they're scared, so that answer seemed like the best one to give in the heat of the moment.

[kakarot]

"I don't know why you're even hear" the man turned creature announced. "If you wish to stay you may, I see you've brought lights with you. However all that see me either run or fight, and given that you have a beautiful voice, I assume you will run in terror" he says talking like a well taught and sophisticated man.

He sighed and stood up from where he was, standing in nothing but fur. Then he stepped more so into the light as he could see the girl from where he stood. "This is who I am, at least when the sun is down" he announces seeing the beautiful woman in a shirt and jeans.

(I won't be able to dish out long posts all the time, but I'll try to do so, so that you don't feel like you're doing too much.)