RegressCo - Mistaken Identity Part 2

The last hour had been torture for Greg. All of the children of the various staff members on other floors had now arrived, their wailing or giggling a constant cacophony of noise that made it difficult to keep his focus on any course of action that might get him out of this mess.

As soon as he’d realised what had happened he’d tried to talk to Vivian, but all that had resulted in was his pacifier getting shoved firmly into his maw and instructions to “Stop pretending and go back to your toys”. He was stuck, his anxiety rising as he thought about Danny.

Was he ok? He must have been taken up to his office… There were a few other staff members up there right? They’d recognise straight away that it wasn’t him and he’d be out of here and everything would be fine… right?

That had been his brain for the last hour. But no indication that Danny had been found, or their correct positions identified, had been forthcoming. No one had come rushing down with a crying fox in their arms who was wailing for Daddy. There wasn’t even a tannoy message asking for him from the office.

“Danny, it’s time for circle time!”

Vivian's voice rang out over the din, pulling Greg out of his thoughts.

“Circwe time?” he felt the pacifier in his maw and removed it, hoping to remove the lisp.

“Come on sweetie, sit down in the little chair there” she pointed at a red stool, it’s shiny red plastic scratched from years of use. The fox shuffled over and sat down obediently, not sure exactly what to do, but trying not to make his accidental captors any more annoyed with him.

“Right everyone, we’re going to play “Zip, Zap, Boing!”

A few “Yays!” came out around the circle as some of its members recognised the name. Greg was not one of them.

“Oh, Danny, have you played this before?”

Greg shook his head

Vivian smiled “It’s a fun little game! We’re going to throw an invisible ball around and say either “Zip” if we’re throwing it to someone on our left or “Zap” if they’re to our right. You then throw it to someone else or you can send it straight back to the person who threw it at you by saying “Boing!”. If you say the wrong thing or hesitate too much you turn your chair around and wait for the end.” She grinned “Simple enough right?”

Greg nodded. Sure, that was easy.

“Ok, I’ll start then!” Vivian put her hands together, the rest of the day-care following suit. Greg assumed the same position and waited for the first command.

“Zip!” The vixen shouted across to a bear cub on her left, the girl immediately grinning.

“ZAP!”

“ZIP”

“BOING!”

“ZAP”

Greg was the target of the last command and quickly turned to face back to the bear cub.

“ZIP!”

“ZAP”

He had to admit he was enjoying this a little. Keeping an eye on where the ball was kept his imagination running and held his focus. He just had to…

“ZAP!”

He froze for a second, looking round to his left as he felt eyes on him.

“ZAP!”

Giggles ensued, Vivian smiling on the other side of the room “Sorry Danny honey, you say Zap if someone is on your right remember?”

He blushed. Really? He’d managed to screw up a kids game.

“But I…”

“Danny, sit down please.” Vivian's voice was a little sterner this time. Rather than further risk her wrath, Greg elected to turn around and obediently switch positions.

The game went on behind him as he started to think again. Neither Will, nor Danny had come down here. No one seemed to have raised any concern that he was missing, otherwise he’d likely have been found by now.

If Danny was upstairs he was probably terrified and alone right? At least Evelyn would probably be helping him out… maybe she was doting on him and playing with him. She loved little kids and regressees…

A twinge in his bladder drew Greg out of his thoughts. He knew he wouldn’t have much time to get to a bathroom, such was the impact of his regression on his bladder muscles.

“Vivian, I need to…”

“Danny, please be quiet, everyone needs to focus”

“But I need to”

“Danny, I’ve been very patient with you today as it’s your first day, but if you keep…”

“I GOTTA POTTY!” he blushed as soon as the words came out of his mouth, loud giggles coming from the kids in the circle.

Vivian sighed “Danny, I’m going to let you get up to go potty, but you’re not to come back to the circle. Can you see the stool over there in the corner?”

Greg looked towards where she was pointing. A small blue stool was positioned next a wall with two colours on either side, both blank except for two words.

TIME OUT

“I don’t need to be in time out!” Greg responded, indignance clear in his tone “I haven’t….”

Before he could respond Vivian's arms were under his shoulders. The fox started carrying him towards the stool as he squirmed, his pacifier shoved firmly into his maw.

“No more talking today. You’ve done quite enough of it!” Vivian's voice was now stern, a frustration clearly audible. “I gave you the chance to go to the potty and judging by the warmth I can feel, you’ll be due a change when circle time is over.”

Just as Greg was about to object he was firmly placed on the stool… with a noticeable squish under him. At some point he’d lost control, and the realisation simply sent another wave of blushing to his face as he turned to face the corner.

“Now, stay here and be quiet. Circle time is over in about half-an-hour. When it’s over I’ll come change you”

Greg nodded and crossed his arms in a pout. Could this day get any worse?

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Danny tossed the fidget cube he’d found on his Daddy’s desk around between his paws, playing with some of the little devices positioned on its faces. He’d settled into the chair and had been just playing with the various items on Daddy’s desk, tapping away on his keyboard a bit and fiddling with the bottom of the small and colourful mouse. Maybe Daddy was right, all this adult stuff did seem a bit boring. Maybe the day-care would’ve been more fun...

“Greg dear, it’s time for the budgetary committee!”

Danny didn’t immediately respond, paying no heed to the name of his Daddy. A few moments later, however, the fidget cube was rudely removed from his grasp and he was picked up, his head resting on the frills of a summer dress.

“Heeeey…”

“Sweetie, I know you were enjoying that toy, but you and Granny Evelyn need to do our meeting now, remember?”

Danny grinned. A meeting? Like with the plushies? He loved those!

“Okey dokey!”

“I’ve got your notes all printed out, I noticed you weren’t really very focussed today. Don’t worry, just read these out and you’ll be fine”

Danny nodded and took the small wad of paper that Evelyn presented him with. All the text was quite large and noticeably colourful in places. A lot of words he didn’t understand were printed on the second page, but he just had to read them right?

As the two of them entered the meeting room at the end of the office, there were already several members of staff sitting around the table. Danny recognised two of them, the jackalope from earlier and a female gazelle who was dressed in a very tight suit.

“Hi Diana!” he waved at her. She was his Daddy’s boss, they’d had dinner together a couple of times at home.

Her eyebrows raised as she leaned forward. Danny felt her eyes latch onto his like a hook, as if trying to pull something out of him. He felt distinctly uncomfortable as Evelyn moved him towards the back of the table.

“Hello Greg” she responded, curtly “Thank you for finally joining us, and thank you Evelyn for bringing him in”

“No problem Di, he’s been a very good boy this morning but…”

“Let’s get started, I think we’re all here now” her interruption was met with a small huff from Evelyn as she sat down, keeping Danny on her lap. He felt safer with her, not least because her arms stopped him from falling off the otherwise large adult seat.

“Ace, can you start us off with the formalities”

Danny looked down at the pages in front of him as the jackalope started rolling off the apologies for the meeting. He could read some of the words, but he had to turn some over in his head a few times. Daddy had read books to him and helped him read before… Maybe Evelyn would help out?

Most of the things the grown-ups were saying made little sense to him. “Departmental Analysis” and “Regression Impact Assessments”. Lot’s of big words that he’d sometimes heard his Daddy's talk about on the monorail. He was getting bored, lessons about being polite the only thing stopped him from voicing his frustrations as he fidgeted in his seat.

“Next item on the agenda, Greg can you lead on that?”

Danny felt Evelyn bounce him a little “Come on sweetie, can you read the notes ok?”

The fox shifted, his nerves catching up with him a bit. He just had to read right?

“Umm… Anal’sis of bud’et repons..responsi…”

“Responsibilities” Evelyn spoke over him, giving him another bounce. The fox smiled, she was there to help out!

“Responsibilities indi-cate that proc.. Proc-ure-ment… of regression support equi...equip-ment is meeting targets” he turned the page and looked up at Evelyn, who gave him another of her smiles.

“Our current expect-ta-tions are that supplies of diapers… hehe.. Diapers. I dun need them!”

A few of the meeting room attendees noticeably shuffled around uncomfortably.

“Greg, please keep yourself professional. Not everyone here is potty trained.” Diana gave him a look of distaste, making the fox frown as guilt kicked in.

“So...sorry Miss Diana…”

“If it’s ok Diana, I’ll take over the rest of the report, I think Greg is struggling a bit today with some little feelings” Evelyn spoke up over the top of Danny’s head.

“Yes, thank you Evelyn, I think that’s a good idea.”

Danny sat back in the kangaroo’s lap as she pulled him close. He felt a little bad about not being able to carry on but his nerves were subsiding as Evelyn went through the various parts of the pieces of paper in front of him.

Once it was clear the butterflies in his stomach had settled however, a new feeling made itself known. A little twinge of his bladder made it obvious that he was going to have to prove he didn’t need the diapers.

“Miss Evelyn” he interrupted “I gotta go potty”

The room broke out into a small giggle before Diana, her face still rock solid and stern, sighed and looked at the two of them.

“Greg, please don’t inter…”

“I gotta go noooooow!” Danny whined, the feeling intensifying, a little sitting potty dance starting on Evelyn's lap.

“I’ll take him to the bathroom Diana, it’s ok!” Evelyn stood up and hauled Danny over her shoulder, moving round the table with clear urgency.

“Evelyn! We need you to…”

“I took you to the potty once Diana in a meeting, don’t worry about it”

For the first time Danny saw the gazelle’s face come out of it’s stoic expression and blushing heavily, giggles coming from his muzzle as he was carried out of the room. Evelyn was bouncing at speed towards the restroom, eventually reaching the door and entering one of the cubicles.

“Right Greg, let's get those pants off!” She gave them a quick yank and they fell to Danny’s feet, his pull-up on display. He smiled seeing the designs still intact as he was placed on the bowl.

“I can pull them down Miss Evelyn!” he beamed as he brought them to his feet and then, with a sigh, felt the pee start to leave his body and hit the porcelain beneath him.

“Such a good boy! Well done!” Evelyn ruffled his head-fur and clapped “You’re a pro, Will must be so proud!”

Danny grinned back “Uh-huh! Daddy W says I’m doing better than Daddy G!”

“Daddy G?” Evelyn responded “Who is Daddy…” her face suddenly dropped “Wait…. DANNY?!”

The fox giggled and squirmed on the toilet seat “Yeaaah?”

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Greg pouted in the timeout chair as he looked back at the circle time group. The game was carrying on without him, the occasional giggle and complaint audible as members were eliminated and forced to look in his direction. One of them stuck their tongue out at him, forcing him to hold back a response of a similar nature.

His mind kept turning back to Danny. The kid must be ok, he thought to himself, otherwise there would be panic ensuing and Will would’ve come straight down.

He felt his stomach turn with anxiety, shifting in his seat to try and get more comfortable. He should be in a budgetary meeting right now. Diana would kill him if she found out he was down here in the day-care. Evelyn would have taken over, she wouldn’t have minded reading out the analysis he’d made and sent through for the agenda.

He felt his toes curl up and his fists start to ball. He started going through his mental exercises, breathing slowly in and out to control the more childish feelings of fear rising to the service, demanding a tantrum or a crying fit.

A sudden release of gas from his rear made it very clear however that he had other things to focus on.

Looking around he noticed circle time was starting to break up. He didn’t want to call over, he’d probably not get anywhere by doing that, but holding on was rapidly feeling like a losing battle. Will would’ve told him to just use the diaper, stop making such a fuss about it and let him or the unlucky intern for the day change him into a fresh Teddies. Such things were an anathema to his adult mind, he’d rather at least ask and make an attempt.

“So, are you going to behave now Danny?”

He looked up to see Vivian over him, her face stern but with a clear sense of concern.

“Yes Miss” Greg said, getting to his feet “Can I use the potty please?”

The vixen sighed and looked over towards the side of the room where many of the little plastic bowls were stacked “Take my hand, we’ll walk over there”

Greg nodded and followed along. A cramp hit as he began to waddle, his other arm grasping at his tummy. He just needed to hold on a little longer…

“Right, let’s get your shortalls off. Not sure why your Daddy put you in these if you’re potty training...” Vivian unsnapped the bottom of the outfit, letting it hang off of Greg's legs. The vixen then grabbed a yellow plastic bowl from the top of a small stack and put it in front of him.

“Right, do you need help pulling down your pull-ups?”

Greg blushed “I… I’m not”

Another cramp, another sudden feeling of desperation. He could feel his legs trying to bend, his tail flagging into the air.

“That’s a yes, come on let’s….” Vivian grabbed at the side of his diaper, her face suddenly dropping again as she yanked downwards with no success.

“Wait… your Daddy said you were potty training, why are you…”

Greg didn’t have time to answer, the force of having his waist pulled downwards by Vivian made him go into a full squat. His body then went into auto-pilot, his muscles contracting and his breath slowing as mess was pushed into the rear of the Teddies. He could feel a renewed sense of shame as the most babyish of acts was performed for the only adult in the room. Vivian could only sigh again, pulling his short-alls off over his head and leaving him in just the T-shirt and very full diaper.

“Maybe you weren’t really ready for the toddler activities after all…” she shook her head “Let’s get you changed and I’ll phone your Daddy upstairs.”

Greg sniffled as he was picked up and placed down on the changing table. At least Will wasn’t going to…

“Greg! Oh my gosh are you ok?”

The voice of his husband rang out over the top of the din of the day-care. He was next to Vivian in a flash, the vixen half way through unfolding a new Teddies. Greg could just about see him through the tears in eyes.

He was carrying a very smiley, and very giggly, Danny on his shoulder.

“Excuse me who are…”

“I’m Will, Greg’s husband. There’s been a terrible mix-up, I’m so sorry”

“Husband? But isn’t this…” the vixen's face dropped “Oh my goodness, he said he was Greg but I thought he was just playing pretend! I’m so sorry!”

Will shook his head “Not your fault, the ID cards got mixed up this morning.” Will turned his attention back to his husband, lying on a changing table in a full diaper and a distinct pout forming on his face.

“Looks like we’ve got some cleaning up to do hmm?”

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As Will strapped Greg and Danny into the monorail seats he felt a little chuckle come to the fore. Danny had been given a stern talking to by Will when he’d arrived to pick him up, but Evelyn was incredibly apologetic. No one had noticed, he’d been a positive angel for the kangaroo and it was only when he’d given away the ruse that anyone had the slightest inkling.

Greg, by contrast, was tormented mercilessly on the way back up. Even though they’d switched outfits, Kirk and Evelyn had teased him about what a good little boy Danny had been. The racoon in particular seemed determined to make jokes at his expense. Great way to make a first impression with a new staff member… Thankfully after lunch Kirk had seemed distracted by something and had ignored him for the most part. Evelyn was her ever doting self, but she gave him a bit of space eventually.

“Well… I hope you enjoyed your first day in the office Danny!” Will ruffled his head-fur, the boy giggling in response.

“Uh-huh! Daycare was more fun though!”

Greg pouted “Glad one of us had a good day” he stuck his hands in his pockets as Will tightened the last strap.

“Wait… what’s this?” he pulled out a little USB stick from his pocket “This isn’t mine?”

Danny looked at it and beamed “It makes flashing lights! I found it!”

Both Will and Greg looked at their son with a look of concern.

“Danny… where did you find it?”

The fox closed in a little. Those weren’t good faces on his Daddy’s muzzles.

“I uh… it was in Kirks computer thingy”

The couple looked at each other with wide eyes “Danny you shouldn’t take things without asking”

The fox looked down at his lap “Sorry! It was just… it was so cool!”

Greg put it back in his pocket and sighed “No harm done hopefully, I’ll give it back to him tomorrow. Wonder what’s on it…”

Will laid back in his seat and chuckled “Probably a report on how well Danny did today in that meeting…”

“Yeah!” Danny grinned.

His parents both grinned back. Even if he’d been a bit cheeky, their pride was clearly visible to anyone on the monorail.