Jack smirked as he worked at his keyboard, trolling the hell out of some dumb furry named CrimsonCanine. The little kid he was talking to was actually getting mad; and Jack was loving every minute of it. +So, you actually think you’re some sort of purple dog? Do you know how dumb that sounds?+ He typed, grinning as some of the people in the chat left the room.

+Actually, I’m a scarlet wolf; and I’d very much like you to leave this message board.+ Replied the CrimsonCanine, not less than ten seconds after Jack’s post.

He smirked, hurriedly typing in a reply. +Aw, what’s the matter? Is baby gonna cry?+ Jack chuckled as he typed the words in, quietly loving every minute of this. There were very few things that gave him this much delight in life, and he fully intended to savor every minute of it.

He waited patiently for the furry’s response; only to blink in surprise at the notification to enter a private chat. Well, if that was how ‘CrimsonCanine’ wanted to play this, then that was how it would be. He clicked into the room with a grin, cracking his knuckles. +Sup, furfag? Gonna cry to me about how I ‘huwt youw feewings’?+

CrimsonCanine responded quickly. +Actually, I think I’m more in the mood to make you ‘cwy’+

Jack smirked, rolling his eyes. +Oh, really? Take your best shot; I’m not afraid of any furry.+

+I’ll bet you’re not+ His opponent typed. +You probably think you’re such a tough guy, huh? Bullying people online to boost your ego+

The man frowned at that, glaring quietly at the screen. Though he wasn’t bothered by the words; it was a little close to the mark. +It could be worse. I could be some pathetic furry who wants to be a dog.+

+Strong words from someone wearing baby clothes+ Came the furry’s reply.

Jack blinked in confusion, a slight frown on his face. “Well, what the hell does he mean by that?” He asked, only to blink again as the words appeared on the screen. How was his computer processing his speech to text? He didn’t even have a microphone on his computer.

+Look down+

Despite his hesitations, the brunette did as asked, only to yelp in surprise. He was wearing a tight pink onesie, complete with a bulge around his groin that looked uncomfortably like a diaper. The man shifted slightly in place, shuddering at the feeling of paper against his crotch. “W-what the hell is going on? When did this happen?” He looked back up to his screen in a panic.

+I wonder… Maybe you should have held your tongue, hm? + CrimsonCanine typed. +Then again, if you did, I wouldn’t be having some fun of my own. You’re not the only one who likes to play online+

“F-fun? You’re doing this to me? There’s no way!” Jack stammered, looking back down to his shirt only to gawp in shock as a bright blue flower appeared on his shirt, stitching its way in there as though it had always been on his chest. His heart began to race, and he looked back to the screen in terror.

+Finally realizing, are we? Don’t get up, I’m not done yet+

Jack whimpered as his arms and legs went numb, and the man looked to his computer screen in a blind panic. “L-let me go you sick furfuck!” The man tried to struggle in place, which was rather hard to do given his unresponsive limbs.

+Furfuck, eh? Haven’t heard that before+ Jack could read the smugness in the furry’s tone, and he glared at the screen.

“Leave me alone and yiff in hell!”

+That’s more common. You know, you should probably watch your words… It doesn’t make much sense for a bunny like you to hate on your community, does it?+

Jack frowned in confusion at that; then shivered as he remembered what happened last time the furry said something odd like that. “W-wait… You can’t possibly mean…” He trailed off as his nose began to twitch on his face, and the young man crossed his eyes to see that his nose was changing color to a light pink. It flattened out, its tip drawing upwards and leaving him with an animal’s nose.

+Oh, I think I can. You’ll make a good bunny, one that’s nice and blue+

At the strange man’s words, an odd feeling passed through Jack’s body. It was like his skin was itching; like there was something just beneath his skin struggling to escape from his every pore. He looked down only to whimper as he saw an inky blueness creeping along his flesh; leaving him dyed a rich azure.

As if that wasn’t surreal enough, small hairs began to poke their way out from his skin; starting with just one or two at a time. The few were soon joined by more, and the man soon found his room growing noticeably warmer, despite his skimpy pink outfit.

“This is impossible, you can’t just change me like this!” He yelped, his heart pounding in his chest as he looked up to the screen; then down to his body again. He groaned as the fur came in ever-thicker, covering him a lush and soft coat.

+Can’t I? I think I’ll give you some paws, too…+

The man stared down at his changed arms in horror, his hands shuddering as they began to twist and reshape too. His fingers plumped up one by one, and he squirmed and whined as his hands grew soft and velvety paw pads. His digits twisted and blimped up, fingers becoming cute, small claws; and with that he was left with a pair of almost cartoony rabbit paws.

“What… What have you done to me?” He asked, looking back to his computer screen. “I look like some sort of Bugs Bunny reject!”

+Not yet you don’t+ CrimsonCanine typed, following one post with another. +You still need bunny teeth and a muzzle, after all+

Jack stared at his screen in shock, his eyes wide with shock and horror as his face began to ache next. It felt like someone was pulling on his jaw from both sides, a pair of invisible hands harshly grasping his face and stretching his head out.

“Nnnuhhh…” He moaned, his eyes squeezing shut as his mouth continued to crack out into a muzzle. His cheeks plumped up as whiskers slowly stretched out from their thickening length; and his face ached tremendously.

“This really feels weird!” He moaned, the muscles in his cheek aching just a little more before the discomfort soon abated. While it was a comfort physically; it was hardly calming to the man’s mind. He began to hyperventilate as he realized that his new muzzle’s comfort meant that it was here to stay; and the man looked to his screen pleadingly.

Then his teeth started to ache, and he let out a loud and distressed whine, trying to bring his hands to his face only to find his arms were both still numbed. “Oh no!” He yelped, feeling his incisors lengthening; doubling, then tripling in size as some invisible force tugged on them.

He could see a little of his reflection in the mirror; and the man whimpered at how ungainly his buck teeth looked in his reflection. They weren’t just large; they were huge! He felt them with a little bit of shock, a little bit of wonder, and a lot of horror.

+I’m sure your teeth must have come in by now, so let’s work on your ears next…+

“No!” Jack yelped, his chest frantically rising and falling, yet his arms and legs both so damnably numb. The man grit his teeth with worry as those invisible fingers once more gripped his ears, slowly tugging on them and pulling them up his head.

He could feel his ears drawing first to points; then to long and pert rabbit ears. They moved past the sides of his head all the way to the top of his head, and the young man groaned as they softly began to twitch, new muscles forming in each of them.

Jack shook his head, unable to fight the urge to see if his new ears would flop with the motion. Of course, they did; and he squeezed his eyes shut, trying to shut out the odd feeling of having a pair of animal ears. This wasn’t right; he wasn’t some furry!

The man tentatively opened his eyes to find another message from CrimsonCanine on screen, that he couldn’t help but read despite his apprehensions. +How’re you feeling now?+

“I’m feeling like I want to choke a furfag to death! Change me back right now, or I swear to God, I’m gonna-”

+You’re going to what? In case you haven’t noticed, you don’t have much a say in this right now.+

Jack glared. “Like hell I don’t! I’m going to find where you live, get a gun, and shoot you in your God damned face!”

+Hm… I think you’re cranky because you’re not yet complete. Let’s give you bunny feet, and of course a bunny tail+

“No!” Jack shouted, groaning as his shoes suddenly grew extremely tight around his feet. It felt like they were shrinking around him; but he knew better. He knew that there was something far worse in store for his changing body.

Already he could feel his toes twisting and inflating, becoming something more suited for a rabbit than for a human. And he knew that he was completely, utterly helpless to stop it. A loud splitting sounded from each of his shoes, his feet finally bursting free of their confines.

They thumped against the ground idly, and yet there wasn’t a thing Jack could do to stop them. His legs still felt completely numb despite their constant motion. The man grit his teeth and glared at the screen, only to yelp at the feeling of someone goosing his rear end.

The man whimpered as a small puffball of a tail poofed out from his backside, fluffing up as it wiggled slightly. He grimaced and groaned, desperately trying to regain control over his body and shut this damnable chat client. Yet despite his best efforts, he remained paralyzed; forced to look at the screen in front of him. “You sick bastard, let me go!”

CrimsonCanine paused for a little bit; then typed what read as a gleeful response. +Aw, I think that you’re just upset that you’ve wet your diaper+

“What do you mean by that? I haven’t wet any-oh!” Jack moaned as he lost control of his bladder, piss flowing from him into his cottony undergarments. Worse, his pee triggered some sort of chemical in his diapers, bringing a cool sensation to his groin that was entirely uncomfortable.

“No, stop it!” The bunny-boy whimpered, whining in the manner of a petulant child as he looked at the computer monitor. He wriggled his hips to try and air out his diapers, but only managed to further squish the wet thing against his bottom. “This isn’t fair!”

+Spoken like a true sissy. I bet you’re feeling a little dumber too; huh? Like you can’t even remember to change your diapers without consulting something+

“What? I’m not some furry sissy, and I’m not dumb! When I get control of my body, I’m gonna change myself all on my own!” Jack glared challengingly at the screen, pouting. He had no idea that his mind was slowly beginning to degrade-though it wasn’t much of a step down from its prior state.

+Oh? Be my guest, then+ CrimsonCanine typed; and with that the paralysis that had gripped Jack’s body ended.

“Yay!” Jack chirped, standing up and turning for his bathroom, only to find a box of diapers somehow behind him. He sighed and rolled his eyes, looking back to his computer uneasily. “You know, I’ll just change myself here; so you can see I did it!” He proclaimed, sticking his tongue out.

The bunny-boy lifted up his obnoxiously pink shirt, grinning as he tugged down the wet diaper with ease; letting it plop to the floor. Then he opened the box of the undergarments, pulling one out and tugging it part of the way around himself.

That’s when his mind went blank, and he gawped in confusion as he realized he actually had no idea how to change his own underwear. “O-oh no!” He whimpered, looking back to the computer worriedly only to find something was coming out of his printer.

He waddled over to the printer to find a step-by-step guide to changing his diaper; and a blush crept across his furry cheeks as he followed it to the letter; sighing in relief at the feeling of a nice and clean one against his groin.

“Hey, thanks!” He called out, plopping back in his seat with a dopey grin. All animosity towards the furry was forgotten, and he kicked his feet idly with a happy grin on his face. “You’re not so bad!”

+Of course not, you’ll find that most people aren’t+ CrimsonCanine typed back. +But for those that are… Well, let’s just say I have my ways. For example, you were once a rather mean; bad person+

“I was?” Jack called, pouting worriedly. He didn’t want to be bad; he wanted to be good!

+Yes, very. That’s why if you’re ever bad again; I’ll change you back into this bunny form for a whole other week, simply by saying ‘Anthrocus Carrotus’+

“A whole week?” Jack stared in shock, his mouth a little agape with shock but his tail wiggling behind himself excitedly. “That’s so long though!”

+It’s how long you’ll be changed this time. Think it over for a bit; then come back to this chat board if you really think you deserve to be changed back+

With that, Jack’s computer shut off, and he whimpered, tapping his rabbit foot on the ground idly. A whole week like this… What would he do?

***

The next day, Jack sat at his computer, talking happily to the chat board; his paws still a little too big to work the keys. “Hi guys, I’m back! Sorry about yesterday; I didn’t mean what I said…” He smacked his lips as he talked, not noticing a bit of drool trailing down the side of his cheek as he spoke into his microphone.

He was greeted with a kind chorus of greetings that made him rock back and forth in his chair happily, burbling contentedly. CrimsonCanine wasn’t online right now; but a lot of the others from yesterday were.

+Hey Jack! CrimsonCanine told us about you; so don’t worry, we’re cool from yesterday +

+How’s it going? Did you make sure to wear a clean diaper today?+

+Nice to see you’re in a better mood~+

Jack cooed and smiled, looking to his screen happily. “Yep! Crimson… Crumsin… RedDoggy totally made me feel way better!” He chirped, smiling. “And I’ve got clean diapers on; I put them on this morning!” He grinned proudly, happy he was able to change himself.

He eagerly awaited their response, only to blink in surprise at a notification of a private chat. He clicked into it curiously, only to be greeted with: +If there’s one thing worse than a furfag its a diaperfag.+

Jack tilted his head curiously, a part of him hurting at the stranger’s words. “W… What do you mean by that?” He asked, bringing his paws up to his shirt to twist at it worriedly.

+What do you think, dipshit? You people make me sick.+

Jack sniffled, a tear coming to his eye. “Why are you being mean to me? I don’t like meanies…”

+Mean? Try looking at the rest of the world buddy. I bet your parents are sick of you and that they want you to yiff in hell.+

These words really hurt Jack’s feelings, and he sniffled loudly as he wet himself with fear. The bunny squirmed at how full his diaper was, whining loudly. “No, you made me make potty!”

+Are you serious? What kind of a sicko are you, you little furry piece of shit+

“I’m not sick, I’m healthy! I don’t like you, meanie!” Jack half-hiccuped with a sob, banging his keyboard and accidentally returning to the main chatroom. His sobs showed up on the chat, and Jack sniffled more as some of the message board’s frequenters started to type to him.

+Something wrong? +

+You okay+

“No! A mean person made me sad and I pooped my pants and I’m crying!” Jack half-sobbed, his heart clenching in his chest. His blue ears hung low as he cried a little more, only to look up and find nothing but sweet comments greeting him.

+Hey, don’t cry! We like you! You’re fine~! +

+Yeah, screw that guy!+

Jack smiled and wiped his tears, now accepted by the community he’d once so hatefully spurned. He smiled uneasily, wriggling in place only to squirm at the feeling of his thick poo in his diaper. “Um… Thank you all, but does anyone know how to change a diaper? I kinda lost my print-out...”