He received the E-mail from Ophinia on a Monday, asking if he wanted to come over on Friday. Despite the early timing and the exceptional amount of fancy words pleading him to come over, it seemed like a very normal invitation. Like requested, he brought nothing special or specific, and before long, he waited outside his friend’s doorway, waiting for him to be let in. He had to wait a little, but the weather was nice so there was little reason to complain. 
Unbeknownst to him, the bird girl was already behind the door, preparing a tiny, round gizmo. The miniscule contraption looked curious to the eye, which was part of it’s design; attracted attention. The pink bird fiddled with it, checking that all the functions were set to last at least for the weekend. 
When the door did open up, the first thing he’d see was the gizmo, before it zapped him with a bright flash, which left him staggered for a good few seconds. After regaining his footing, the bunny chuckled at the bird. 
	“Th-that’s one way to let someone in…” He says, his head a little light from the odd flash, which felt more like a million. “S-so… why’d you invite me?” He asked, noticing the bird shutting the door behind him.
	“It’s an IQ test.” She stated. “You have to say your ABCs.” She said chuckling. “But it won’t be so easy. I’ll distract you while you’re saying it, and the sooner you finish, the better.” 
	It seemed very innocent to him as he stepped over to the living room and sat himself down on the couch, not unlike he did every Saturday morning. He noticed a bag in the corner of the room, but figured it wasn’t his business. Soon enough, she sat down next to him.
	“Okay, Fen, lie down and put your head on my lap.” She said, and before long, he was in said position, waiting. Her hands, garbed in soft gloves, landed on his temples and gently stroked. “Now, just say your ABC, Fen.” She said, the rubbing stilling his mind.
	“A B C D E…” He couldn’t get any further, before he heard Ophinia’s words echoing.
	“Little baby Fenny loves to be a baby… drool… wet… mess… talking is so hard for baby Fen.” He opened his eyes, seeing the bird’s beak shut. She hadn’t said a word herself. She only looked down at the confused bunny, confused herself.
	“Something wrong?” She asked, no longer stroking his temples.
	“N-no…” He stuttred, closing his eyes and repeating his ABCs. “A B C D E F… nnngh…” His face lit up brightly, his muscles contracted. The bird smiled and rubbed his temples, seeing the adult bunny trying to hold his pee in.
	“Sssh… mommy will clean her babybutt. You don’t need potty training yet.” The voice in Fenny’s head continued, causing his bladder to succumb. This caused a stain to grow on his groin, a large, dark, wet stain. He woke up from the weird haze, not remembering the voice anymore, only knowing he wet himself. 
	“W-what!?” He screeched, feeling the pool of warm pee his hips rested in. He wiggled his hips, trying to scramble on his butt, only to land on the floor in soaked shorts. “E-eww!” He cried, touching himself. “H-how did this happen!?” 
	“Sh… it’s okay.” The bird said, chuckling. “It just seems like you’re having some problems… should have peed before you started!” She said, putting the blame on him.
	“B-but… I didn’t have to go!” He claimed.
	“You might start becoming a little incontinent then… either way… I have some diapers… that might fit.” She said, rubbing the wetness on him. “I’ll wash your clothes in the meantime!” The little bunny made weak whimpers, as he was lifted onto the couch. The bird grabbed a diaper and a bottle of baby powder from the bag in the corner, and smiled. “It’s okay.” She said, undoing his pants. “Nobody’s watching.” She gave a small wink to him.
	“Ophie~!” The bunny nagged, wiggling his bum like a little baby, unwilling to wear his portable toilet.  “Geeze… I’m not a baby!” 
	“I know.” She chuckled, powdering his bum and taping the diaper tightly over his hips. “But I don’t want you walking around nude either!” She continued. “Now, you just calm down and we’ll try a bit later.”

	Ophinia put the clothes away, not interested in cleaning them. Rather, she focused on getting Fen to continuing the ‘IQ test’. After lunch and dinner, he felt that his stool was lacking for some reason. He didn’t have to pee or poo, and the diaper felt kinda cozy and soft in its unused state, so he didn’t really complain too much. Although it did take some convincing for him to take the test again.
	Once the bunny was down on his back on the couch again, he huffed childishly. The bird chuckled and rubbed his temple, urging him to close his eyes and say his ABCs loudly. He followed suit, soon hearing the voice again.
	“A B C D E F G, H I J K L M N… nggh” His face contracted as he heard the voice echo.
	“Little baby Fenny, let it go. Mommy has you diapered now, no reason to keep it in!” He heard cooing in his head, feeling warm as he blushed. The voice was very persuasive to the little bunny, and indeed: he couldn’t keep it in. Before he got a moment to comprehend, his diaper filled with warm, squishy goodness, both pee and poop. The diaper bloated a little, the soft, poofy crinkles turning into loud, squishy noises. 
	“Awww… is my little baby-bun having troubles keeping it dry?” She said, giggling. The bunny blushed and squirmed on the couch, hiding behind his hands.
	“N-no! Y-your fault!” He shouted, actually liking his used diaper. But he denied it firm, not wanting to appear infantile. “J-just change me!” He cried, suppressing his tears as the bird put him down on the table.
	“I think you need to go to bed early, baby-bun.” She said, rubbing wet naps over his dirty, smelly bum. Her nimble hands pushed the naps deep and hard, arousing him with the cleaning motions, teasing him slightly. “Because you don’t act too well.” Her hand stroked over the bum hole, the finger almost popping in when the wet nap crossed over, before cupping his balls and rubbing them clean. After a little circle around his cock, she powdered him bum up and taped the crinkling diaper down, patting it. “Let’s try your ABCs again, okay? Just a final time?” 
	“Yuhuh.” The bunny said kiddy, nodding slowly. He murred when the bird rubbed his temples again. “A B C D E F G, H I J K L M N O P, Q R…” He whimpered, crying a little as his lips puckered, wanting something to suckle on. The bird was ready, and plunged a pacifier into the open hole, silencing him. The blushing bunny contently suckled on the pacifier, letting himself be undressed and slid into a onsie, no longer protesting too loudly against the pampering. 
	“There’s a good baby boy.” She cooed to him, picking him up. She let him rest his head on her shoulder as her hand stroked over his diapered behind. “Mommy’s got a special bed for her babybun.” She cooed, giving his diaper a squeeze. 
	“Ooh… Ophie… you fiendish girl. I’ll play along just a little longer… it’s kinda early… but it’s been a busy week.” The bunny explained, letting himself be carried off to a nursery, with a big crib tucked away in the corner. The bird pushed the pacifier a little deeper to silence the bunny.
	“Sush, tired babies sleep, not talk!” Her hand patted the diaper as she lowered the adult rabbit was lowered into the crib, tucking him deep into the sheets until the only motion he could make was the sucking on the plastic teat. “Nini, baby-nun.” She said, kissing his forehead.
	“Night night, Ophie.” The bunny said, murring in his warm, comfy bed. Once the night was flicked off, he was left in a room, dimly lit by a nightlight in the corner, to sleep.