Campus Product Testing

Story by LittleRaccoonToddler on SoFurry

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This story is an allegory for unrestricted corporatism; its purpose is to demonstrate the dark nature of the free market.

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Just kidding. It's a kinky diaper story.


The female skunk fidgeted in her chair. She nervously curled her long brown hair between her fingers as she looked towards the clock. Like many students, she had seen the ad on campus; Report to the student outreach center at 10:00A.M. For an amazing opportunity! All you have to do is help test some Starr products and you get a hundred dollars.

A nice deal and all, but it was 10:10A.M. Now, and she had a history midterm test to take across the street. She hadn't seen anyone else come to the outreach center, and she was alone outside the meeting room. What in the world was taking so long?

After two more minutes of waiting the skunk heard a creak from the door. A reddish brown female vole in a lipstick red business suit emerged from the room and locked eyes with the skunk. Wasting no time the vole introduced herself. "Good Morning, my name is Vanessa; I'm a product representative with Starr Universal Industries, please! Come in!"

As the two females walked inside Vanessa spoke again, "I apologize for the wait, but I had to confirm some things about the product you'll be testing today." Suddenly the vole turned around and faced the skunk. "Oh dear! How unprofessional of me! I didn't even ask your name!"

The skunk twirled her long brown hair in fingers and answered. "My name is Chrysanthemum, but everyone calls me Chrysi."

"What a beautiful name, it really suites you." Vanessa commented.

Chrysi couldn't help but notice how Vanessa's voice commanded her attention. It was no wonder she was a salesperson. The skunk was solely focused on the vole. She didn't notice the large, cushioned table sitting in the center of the room, or the crate sitting in the corner.

The vole walked over to a crate lying in the corner of the room. As she opened the crate she continued to speak. "I know you have midterms, so I'll make this quick. We have some special apparel we need you to wear for the next six hours. You don't need to do anything special. Just go about your day like you normally would."

Spinning around The vole held her paws high in the air. In her grip was a large and seemingly plain white diaper. Chrysi's eyes grew wide at what she was seeing. "Is that the product?!" the stunned skunk screamed out.

Vanessa looked at the skunk and smiled. "That is correct! It may look like an ordinary adult diaper, but it's actually the culmination of years of work and development by multiple divisions of Starr Universal Industries!"

Suddenly feeling like one hundred dollars wasn't enough to ruin her social status over Chrysi spun around and headed for the door. Seeing that her test subject was about to leave Vanessa employed her business prowess. "Chrysi, did you know that the starting salary for a mail sorter at Starr Universal Industries is forty-five thousand dollars a year?"

Chrysi was having none of it, the skunk threw open the door and walked out. Following close behind Vanessa continued. "Did you know that our CEO and HR director are both alumni of this school? They already give extra consideration to any student from here that wants to join the company."

Chrysi knew what the vole was trying to do. She didn't want to be suckered into wearing a diaper, but it was no secret that getting employment at Starr was a ticket to easy street. "I can pretty much guarantee that graduating from here, along with helping test our products, would guarantee you a place in the company." The vole said.

The skunk let out a big sigh and turned around to face the vole. Job opportunities were already hard enough to come by, and a guarantee of employment at Starr? That's the kind of thing people would fight over. "I just have to wear it? Nothing else?" the skunk asked.

A big grin came over Vanessa's face. "That is correct; we feel that testing a product in its natural environment is the best route. All you need to do is wear it instead of your normal underwear. Six hours and then you're done with it forever!"

Slowly the skunk walked back into the room. The vole followed closely behind her and shut the door once they were both inside. "Alright, just sign the last page of this waiver agreement real fast and lay down on the table for me." Vanessa said.

Vanessa quickly shoved a stack of papers in the skunk's face. Chrysi had neither the time nor patience to read the contract. She quickly penned her name on the dotted line sitting at the bottom of the last page. Afterwards she sat down on the padded table. "Pull down your pants and underwear please." Vanessa requested.

"I can't put it on myself? I don't get any privacy?" Chrysi replied in a slightly angry but mostly worried tone.

"I'm afraid not, as I said before, this is a test product, and I have to have as much control as possible when activating the features. I promise I'll be quick." The vole explained as she approached the skunk with the diaper and baby powder.

"Alright." Chrysi weakly replied again.

While Chrysi pulled down her pants and panties Vanessa sat the baby powder next to her and unfolded the diaper. Chrysi noticed that the vole kept pressing her fingers into the clear print tape on the front of the diaper. Suddenly the print tape turned bright purple with a pink heart in the center. While it would certainly impress a little cub, Chrysi didn't see much of a point in having a diaper that had color changing tape. The skunk gave Vanessa the most underwhelming "neat" she could.

Vanessa ignored the comment and gave the skunk a healthy dash of baby powder, covering the black fur of her pelvic region in a snowy white cover. Then the vole quickly fastened the tapes on the side of the diaper. Finally, she started waving a strange device over the diaper. It looked like one of those hand-held metal detectors and for several seconds the vole blankly stared at wand before suddenly breaking the silence with a quick "all done!"

The skunk stood up and pulled up her pants and panties. The diaper felt way thicker than it looked and she could feel the soft bulk in-between her legs. She looked herself over several times, trying to see how much the diaper had changed her looks. "You can't even see it!" Vanessa suddenly spoke.

From what she could see the Chrysi knew the vole was telling the truth. You really couldn't tell she was wearing a diaper from just looking at her. Another issue would soon make itself apparent, but for the moment the skunk was satisfied. "Just wear it like normal, and come back here after you finish your last midterm. That will give us plenty of time to analyze the test results. Good luck on your tests!" As soon as she finished speaking the vole ushered the skunk out of the room.

With hardly any time to Spare Chrysi made her exit from the meeting room. Without the distracting voice of Vanessa to fill her mind the skunk's attitude quickly changed. Each step she took produced a crinkling sound that to her, was as loud as thunder.

Chrysi made several attempts to hush the noise. First she tried adjusting the diaper itself. She grabbed on to the top of her pants and attempted to move the diaper into a better position. To her surprise the plastic absolutely refused to move. Next she tried adjusting herself. By spreading her legs and walking at a slower pace she was able to silence the crinkle. Sadly walking that way created its own issue. Though the sound was gone a penguin-like walk was a dead giveaway of the bulk between her legs.

Out options and time Chrysi made a brash decision. She decided the best course of action would be to run as fast as possible to her history test as fast as possible. That way, maybe, the loud sound of her running would drown out the diaper's crinkling. Chrysi slung her book bag on her back and took off running. Making it across the outreach hall's yard and the street in less than a minute.

Upon arriving in Stanton hall Chrysi continued her dash. She ran up three flights of stairs to her classroom. Without slowing down she burst through the classroom door and took her seat. Once she was seated she took out two pencils and placed her book bag under her desk. After that, however; the skunk became completely still.

Chrysi let out a small sigh of relief after catching her breath. So far she had managed to avoid detection. Her heart skipped a beat, however; when she heard her professor call her name. "Ms. Chrysanthemum, is there any particular reason you made that racket, and then charged into my classroom like you wanted to break the door down?"

Chrysi let out an awkward laugh before meekly answering with, "I... just wanted to make sure I didn't miss the test."

The professor grunted and responded with a threat. "You disturbed the entire floor. If you ever do something like that again I'll report you to the dean!"

Chrysi lowered her head and gave a soft "yes sir." It seemed like fortune wasn't on her side today. As she heard snickers and sneers coming from the back of the class she realized she hadn't really avoided embarrassment. She just traded one type of humiliation for another

After the rest of the class poured into the room the professor handed out the test. The test itself was relatively easy; history was by no means the skunk's best subject, but she studied hard and had a photographic memory. After just eighty of the allotted one hundred twenty minutes Chrysi had finished.

The skunk moved to pack up and leave, but as she shifted in her desk the diaper's soft crinkle rang in her ear. She realized that because of the rooms quiet state leaving undetected would be impossible. With a small huff of frustration Chrysi began to pretend review her test.

Fate decided to continue its nasty assault on the skunk. For the entire remaining forty minutes not a single opportunity of escape presented itself. Poor Chrysi was forced to sit in the chair and wait for the agonizingly slow test period to pass. After pretend reviewing her test for what felt like hours Chrysi glanced at the room's clock. To her dismay she saw that only five minutes had passed since she finished her test.

Chrysi felt like she was on the verge of dying from boredom when the professor's raspy voice filled the room. "Time is up, please turn in your tests and exit."

With the noise of packing students filling the air Chrysi jolted up and gathered her things. Determined to stay with the crowd and drown out any noise the skunk placed herself in the center of the line of exiting students. To her relief the crinkling of the diaper was completely drowned out by the footsteps and chatter of her peers.

Fortune finally decided to show Chrysi a sliver of mercy. A group of students who shared the skunk's schedule headed directly for the Computer Lab on the second floor. Chrysi was able to follow closely behind them the entire time and conceal the diaper's presence.

When she took her seat in the Computer Lab Chrysi gave a small thanks to whichever cosmic entity was currently smiling on her. Unfortunately, the skunk would soon learn that the sliver of fortune was a ruse. A plot by some malicious deity to raise Chrysi's hopes as high as possible before crashing them down into nothingness.

The second test went off without a hitch. Despite the course being 'An Introduction to Electronic Offices' the test was completely paper based like the history test. Also like the history test it was simply regurgitating the factoids the professor had fed to them over the course. Chrysi finished the second test even faster than the first.

In just thirty minutes the skunk had completed the test. With nothing else to do she began twiddling her thumbs and spinning her pen around, hoping to pass the next hour and a half as fast as possible. A quiet, boring hour passed without incident; until suddenly, the malicious deity looking to destroy the Chrysi's life struck. A loud, deep gurgling sound escaped from the skunk's stomach.

The gurgling in her stomach became fiercer and fiercer, until Chrysi knew she wasn't going to be able to wait. Letting her classmates hear the diaper's crinkling was definitely preferable to the alternative. Doing her best to act natural the skunk gathered her things, stood up, and walked to the professor's desk. She quickly handed in her test and exited the room; heading towards the scarcely populated top floor. Her hope was to have the ladies room all to herself.

Chrysi's hope, it would seem, was rewarded. As she entered into the restroom she saw that it was completely devoid of any other patrons. Happy that she could go in peace the skunk headed for the very first stall. She set her book bag on a small metal outcropping and pulled down her pants and panties. Afterwards she slipped her thumbs into the diaper and pushed her paws down.

To the skunk's horror the diaper didn't budge. Instead, it tightly constricted around her waist, exacerbating the discomfort she was already feeling. She tried again, with greater force, to push the diaper down; sadly the same thing happened, the diaper constricted and stayed around her waist.

Becoming impatient Chrysi's stomach let out a long, angry gurgle. The increase in pressure on her bowels caused the skunk to start panicking. She began clawing at the tapes that held the ends of the diaper together. To her dismay no matter how much force she used she couldn't get the tapes to budge a single millimeter.

Her stomach gurgled again, and in response her body let out an involuntary fart. Becoming more and more desperate Chrysi began searching her book bag. At the bottom, sealed away in a plastic sleeve, she found a pair of sharp scissors that she frequently employed in her art classes.

Desperate to prevent an accident the skunk began cutting at the diaper. Despite numerous tries the material resisted every attempt. Chrysi's paws covered her tummy as another angry gurgle came. She honestly felt like crying. It had been a while since her last bowel movement and she knew that her colon was holding a large amount of poop, and now, at the worst possible time, it was going to make its exit.

Another fart came. This time the gas didn't come alone, and Chrysi felt seat of the diaper grow slightly heavier. The skunk let out a pathetic whine as she realized there was no way to avoid what was coming. With no other choice left she accepted her fate. Relaxing her body and flagging her tail up the skunk let out a large fart, followed closely behind by a massive dump. After only ten seconds her bowels were completed voided, and Chrysi stood up straight.

The diaper gently constricted around the skunk's waist. The weight of the mess had put minor strain on the diaper's tapes, so the garment itself had responded. As the foul odor filled the air Chrysi had to fight with herself to keep from crying. She weakly tried again to push the diaper off her body, but just like before it refused to move.

Not knowing what else to do Chrysi pulled up her pants and placed her book bag on her back. She exited the restroom with her head hanging low. As she walked she would frequently get whiffs of her troubles, each one burned the skunk's nose and made her want to bawl her eyes out. She scurried off to an unused portion of the floor to try and plan her next move.

Chrysi's first instinct was to leave Stanton hall, charge the outreach center, find that damn vole, and punch her teeth out. Fortunately she knew better. It was bad enough that she crapped herself, she didn't need to go to jail for assault on top of that. Besides, the vole was most likely gone at this point.

As she began to plan her next move Chrysi's phone alarm went off. She took her smart phone out of her pocket and saw she only had ten minutes before her last midterm of the day. A new wave of panic quickly set in as she tried to think of what to do next.

The algebra professor had a strict policy on absence. If you couldn't produce a doctor's excuse then you received a failing grade for any of the day's assignments. As Chrysi thought about it she realized that there was no viable way out of taking the test. All the skunk could do was act as natural as possible and hope for the best. With that thought she grabbed her book bag, took a deep breath, and headed off towards the classroom.

Walking down the stairs Chrysi noticed the diaper was making far less noise than it had been. She gave herself a small smile, trying to enjoy the slim silver lining that came with messing. Sadly that little bit of happiness was soon dashed. As she exited the stairwell she could see her classmates gathered outside the closed classroom door.

In her panicked state she hadn't even considered that she might have to stand outside the room with her peers; despite the fact that the algebra classes tended to run over, even on normal days. To make matters worse a few students had already spotted the skunk, so retreat was out of the question. Wanting to look as natural as possible Chrysi walked towards the group.

Immediately Chrysi was approached by her friend, a male skunk named Scott. Under any normal circumstance Chrysi would welcome his company, but right now, she wanted to remain as isolated as possible.

With his normal cheerfulness Scott greeted his fellow skunk. "Heya Chrysi! Ready for the test?"

Chrysi shuffled in place before slightly muttering. "y...yeah.."

Scott continued the conversation. "That's great! I'm a little nervous. I did pretty good on the practice exam but prof..." Suddenly his voice trailed off.

The male skunk briefly wrinkled his nose in disgust. Without warning he began rapidly sniffing the air around Chrysi. "Oh my god! Do you smell that?" He asked after several sniffs.

Chrysi's heart skipped a beat. She had been hoping that by some miracle; no one would notice the smell. Thankfully she had planned for someone catching a whiff, and had already decided the best course of action was to play along. "Yeah, I've been getting a bad smell on this floor all day." Chrysi nervously replied.

Scott covered his nose with his paw. "Damn! It smells like something died in here!"

Needing to continue the charade Chrysi quickly agreed. "Yeah! It totally smells like someone ripped a nasty fart!"

At that moment the class room door swung open and a large stream of exhausted looking students poured out. Once the last group was completely out Chrysi's class began to enter the room. The skunk walked in pace with her peers until she spotted her desk.

It hit her like a hammer. She hadn't even considered what was about to happen. She stopped dead in her tracks and gulped as she eyed the desk. She was going to have to sit down with a huge load in her pants. The mess was about to get ten times messier.

"Chrysi, is something wrong?" The kindly old fox professor spoke from behind his desk. A look of concern adorned his face as he stared at the skunk.

Chrysi quickly stammered out. "N..no sir! Just going over the practice test one more time in my head!"

Chrysi raced to her desk and placed her book bag at the side of the chair. She shut her eyes and clenched her teeth as she began to sit down. She had to use all her will power to keep from screeching as she felt her bowel movement spread across her rear and sink into her fur; all the while letting out a sickening 'squish' sound.

Closing her eyes Chrysi tried to focus. If nothing else, she was at least going to ace all the tests today. The fox professor gathered a large stack of papers in his paws and moved around the room, personally handing each student a test copy.

"Hey! Professor! Something reeks in here!" A student called out from the back row. In response Chrysi's face turned a bright red.

The fox ignored the comment and continued to pass out the test, but suddenly stopped when he reached Chrysi's proximity. The professor raised his left eyebrow in confusion and began sniffing the air. After smelling the air for a few seconds the professor began handing out the tests with great urgency.

Once the fox finished passing out the tests he returned to his desk and retrieved an aerosol deodorizer bottle from the bottom cabinet. He took the bottle out and began spraying over the entire class room. Once he finished the old fox sniffed the air again and spoke. "Okay, I think its bearable now. Go ahead and start your tests. I'm going to call a maintenance team out here to look at the vents."

Feeling disgusting and humiliated Chrysi briefly closed her eyes and refocused her mind. Fighting back the urge to bury her head in the paper and weep Chrysi turned her test over and began solving problems. Thankfully the test was enough to take her mind off her predicament. Even when the maintenance team came Chrysi was able to focus on the test at hand.

The maintenance team did wrack poor Chrysi's nerves at the end of their visit. Having found nothing that could be causing the smell they left; promising to file a report with the groundskeeper. As they left a snarky hyena on the team couldn't help but joke to the professor. "Maybe one of the students crapped their pants?"

Despite the pitch black fur covering her face anyone looking at her would see the skunk's face turning bright red at the comment. She immediately buried her mind in the equation sitting in front of her, trying her hardest to return to normal. Thankfully, as far as she could tell, no one seemed to notice her flushing cheeks during the episode.

An hour passed by while Chrysi sat quietly working on her test. When she finally finished she looked around the room to see she was the first done. With no problems or equations to occupy her mind the problems plaguing her bottom surged to the front of her mind. A fresh feeling of disgust washed over the skunk and she began making preparations to leave.

She stood up and gathered her test in her right paw. As she walked to the front of the class she looked around. She saw other students wrinkling their noses in disgust, hiding their snouts under their shirts, or using perfume to mask the odor.

It suddenly clicked in her brain what would happen if she left the room. The smell would leave with her, and everyone in the class would figure out what had been raising the stink. If nothing else, she currently had deniability on her side, and couldn't afford to lose it. Biting the inside of her mouth she walked back to her desk and sat down; the diaper once again releasing a barely audible but disgusting squishing sound.

"Chrysi is something wrong? The fox professor asked.

"No sir, I just thought about some of the problems again, I want to check my answers a few times." The skunk replied.

For the remaining hour Chrysi sat in silent agony. Since she didn't actually need to look over her answers all she could do was sit quietly, mindlessly flipping through pages and blankly staring at equations. The whole time the smell of the mess burned her nostrils, and the hot feeling on her butt caused unfathomable discomfort.

Finally, after what felt like days. The professor stood up in front of the class and announced that time was up. The students stood up one by one and moved to turn their tests in, Chrysi moving to blend in with them. She handed in her test and walked out the door. As soon as she was out she bolted out of Stanton hall towards the student outreach center.

Bursting through the door of the room they had met in Chrysi immediately spotted the vole sitting in the corner of the room, still wearing her lipstick red business suit. "YOU!" A wrathful Chrysi shouted out as she walked towards the vole.

Completely ignoring the skunk's tone the Vanessa calmly spoke. "Good afternoon Chrysanthemum, did you do well on your midterms?"

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?" the skunk screamed at the top of her lungs.

Vanessa stood up and walked towards a large curtain in the back of the room. "All I did was give you a product to test. Now, like I said at the start, it's time to go over the results." With that the vole opened the curtain, revealing several different furs, each clad in ornate business wear.

Vanessa raced to the entrance door and shut it, locking it behind her before turning to the audience. "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Starr Universal Industries cross-division after-testing product demonstration!"

Chrysi started screaming in terror, but was quickly silenced by Vanessa. The vole stuck a pacifier in her mouth that seemed to vacuum seal the skunk's lips closed. Despite several tries to remove the object the pacifier firmly stayed in place.

With a huge grin the Vole began talking "It seems like our student demonstrator wants to get the demo started! As you can see our skunk friend's unpleasant shrieks have been silenced by the Starr Universal Industries Happy Mommy: Quiet Baby pacifier! Our infant care division teamed up with our engineering division to create this wonder! When the device is placed in the subject's mouth it seals it shut until a preset number of sucks have been achieved, or a manual override code is presented; providing babies with much needed comfort, and parents with much needed silence!"

As Chrysi tried in vain to remove the pacifier the audience began to softly clap. The vole stepped towards them and continued. "Thank you, thank you ladies and gentlemen. I would like to quickly address the foul odor you may be getting. Our student demonstrator was quite eager to test the products to their full extent. As you know, thanks to the new Starr Universal Industries Mess Monitor, brought to you by the Starr Universal Industries Infant Care Division; she voided her bowels at roughly 2:00P.M."

Vanessa closed her eyes. "While the Mess Monitor worked perfectly it would seem that Starr Universal Industries Infant Care Division's Red Tape odor elimination technology did not. Please be aware that this particular technology is still in its alpha testing phase. The Infant Care Division developers preemptively assured me that if the testing failed they already had several alternative builds to try."

Every word Vanessa spoke caused rage to build in Chrysi. At this point she was ready to pound the vole into oblivion. Utterly humiliated the skunk began charging at Vanessa, no longer caring about potential consequences.

Suddenly the bottom of the diaper constricted, bringing the skunk's charge to a halt. As Vanessa showed off a remote control to Chrysi and the audience she began her presentation anew. "Ladies and Gentlemen, Starr Universal Industries Infant Care Division has teamed up with the Behavioral Science Division to create a revolutionary tool for child rearing! As you can see, with a single press of a button, our student demonstrator's mad charge was completely nullified!"

Vanessa turned to Chrysi and gave her an innocent smile. "Not only is the product, which we are currently calling the Good Cub chip, capable of hardening the diaper's plastic to cause temporary immobilization; it is also capable of directly encouraging a behavior adjustment in the wearer."

Vanessa pushed a button on the remote control, and a sharp pain surged through Chrysi's butt. The skunk's eyes began to involuntarily tear up. If the pacifier hadn't been there to stop it, the skunk would have entered a full-blown cry.

Satisfied, Vanessa approached Chrysi and ripped her pants down. She began tugging on the diaper, but just like it had with Chrysi, the diaper refused to move. "Ladies and Gentlemen, I am proud to end this product demonstration with what I believe to be the greatest achievement of Starr Universal Industries Infant Care Division. Just as our preliminary data showed, and just as I am demonstrating now, no amount of force can remove the diaper."

Immediately the vole continued. "Now you may be wondering, 'how do you change the subjects diaper then?' That is where the magic truly happens. Each tape on the diaper starts out as a blank slate. Once the caretaker places their paws on the front tape the tape itself will take a set of fingerprints. The tape will only loosen when the owner of the fingerprints touch it a second time."

Vanessa jabbed her fingers onto the front tape of the diaper. Immediately the diaper loosened its grip as the tapes undid themselves. The vole actually had to quickly grab the diaper to keep it from falling to the ground once Chrysi was free. With swift hands the vole refastened the side tapes of the diapers and backed away from the skunk.

"Please keep in mind, in order to keep the cost low, the fingerprinting only works once per diaper. After it is used up the tapes are no different from a normal diaper's tapes. We suspect, however; that this will be the biggest attraction of all our new products, for it gives parents the power to contain any mess their little one can throw at it!" Vanessa Cheerfully announced.

Vanessa threw her paws into the air. "There you have it ladies and gentlemen! Starr Universal Industries Infant Care Division's product line up for the upcoming fiscal year; as you can see we have a big year, with big profits, ahead!" The audience began to wildly clap at the vole; while Chrysi sat down and continued to softly cry to herself.

For the next ten minutes Vanessa passed out pamphlets and answered questions from the audience members. Once the audience was on the way out the vole finally turned her attention to the sobbing skunk. Without even acknowledging the skunk's tears Vanessa pulled a hundred dollar bill out of her pocket and waved it in front of Chrysi.

"Thank you for your contribution to Starr Universal Industries' product demonstration. Please take this money as a token of our appreciation. We enjoyed working with you and hope we can work together again in the future." Vanessa forced out in a monotone, uninterested voice.

Chrysi weakly reached up and took the bill. She looked the vole in the eyes, giving the most pathetic, sad, and sorry face the rodent had ever seen. Despite the skunk's face Vanessa didn't flinch. She quickly shouted an assortment of numbers, and then effortlessly removed the pacifier from Chrysi's mouth.

"Please remove yourself from the premise." Vanessa ordered. "I need to compile a written report."

"Please...please... I need a change of clothes. If I stay like this another second I'll go crazy!" Chrysi whined.

Saying nothing Vanessa helped the skunk to her feet and walked her to the meeting room's door. Once Chrysi was outside the room Vanessa spoke. "Starr Universal Industries product testing and demonstrations only purpose is to show off upcoming products in our catalog; any ancillary responsibilities that may arise as a result of the product test are considered personal issues of the student demonstrator, and are, of course, their responsibility to resolve."

After that Vanessa rudely shut the door in the skunk's face. Chrysi sighed and headed towards the outreach center's door. Preparing herself for the long, shameful walk back to her dorm room.