Judy Hopps stars in… “Recovery” ft. Bucky and Pronk 2.2k words — “I still can’t believe this,” Judy sighed, sitting on her bed, looking sadly at the package sitting on her desk. As soon as she felt the surge of energy from the robber’s taser begin to run through her body, she knew she would be in for a long recovery time. The model he was using had been designed for large carnivores. He’d taken it from her belt, after all, of course she was aware. But this… “I know the doctors did their best, and that some things just take time, but I hate this,” Judy got up from her bed, walking over and tearing open the package of pull-ups. Holding one up in front of her, the rabbit felt the blood rush to her cheeks. “Oh, sweet cheese and crackers!” The already humiliating garment was made even more embarrassing by the inclusion of a blue cartoon dog from a popular children’s program. Surely, this was someone’s idea of a joke! Starting to fume, Judy noticed a sticky note on top of the package that she’d missed when taking them out of the box. “Sorry, Miss Hopps. We were all out of white medical pull-ups, so we had to send over a pack intended for larger cubs. You should be able to find plain ones at any drugstore, and ZPD insurance should reimburse you, but in the meantime, we wanted to send you home with something. Our apologies, Doctor Burrows.” Judy read the note aloud, before flopping back onto her bed, holding the pull-up in the air. “Am I really going to wear this?” Judy sighed, making eye contact with the printed face of the dog. She already had a hard enough time getting anyone to take her seriously as a police officer. Even her colleagues in the ZPD looked down on her from time to time. If any of them smelled the scent of baby powder… “No, I can’t.” Judy threw the pull-up to the side, before burying her face in her paws. “I’m not a dumb baby bunny. I’m a real cop.” She rolled over onto her stomach, and pulled out her phone. There were a few dozen missed calls and texts from friends and coworkers asking about her hospital visit, Judy figured she might as well respond to everyone. Some, like her parents, were overly worried about every little thing, so she made sure to respond as reassuringly as possible. Others, like Officer Clawhauser, expressed more measured but equally genuine concern, and she replied casually. Then there was Nick, who had felt the need to poke a bit of fun. “Hey, Carrots. I heard that guy scared the piss out of ya!” Judy snorted, reading the fox’s text aloud. It was just like him to turn serious things into jokes. He was one of only two people who knew about her taser-induced incontinence, the other being the Chief. “How do I respond to that?” Judy was so distracted replying to all of the messages that she didn’t even realize she had to go. She was in the middle of coming up with a witty reply to Nick when she suddenly noticed a warm feeling spreading throughout her crotch. “No! Damn it!” Judy gasped, jumping up from her bed, too late to prevent a large wet spot from soaking into her quilt. Blood rushed to her cheeks as she looked at her soaking wet pants in shame. “You alright, Judy?” One of her neighbors, possibly Pronk, called out to her through the wall, which only caused her heart to race even faster. “I’m fine! It’s nothing!” Judy replied, wishing, as she often did, that the walls in the apartment complex weren’t so thin. “Sounded like she pissed her pants or something,” her other neighbor replied, causing Judy’s heart to sink. “Shut up, Bucky!” Pronk hissed. “Didn’t you see the paper? She was hospitalized due to an incident on duty. She might have actually pissed herself.” “Oh, shit. Sorry, Judy!” Bucky shouted through the walls, louder than ever. “If you need anyone to help change you, I’m sure Pronk would be happy to assist!” “Not helping, Bucky!” Pronk replied, followed by a grunt that sounded as though he’d elbowed his partner in the ribs. Judy just sat there in horror, praying that no one else in the complex had been there to overhear the exchange. When she didn’t respond, her neighbors stopped talking, leaving the rabbit to sit there in silence, piss running down her legs. “Fuck. Okay.” Judy finally took a deep breath, and got ready to clean up the mess. She grabbed a clean laundry hamper, and tossed in her clothes and bedding. Then, she hopped in the shower, meticulously scrubbing her fur clean. “I didn’t even feel anything until it was already happening,” she whimpered, eyes watering as she rinsed the conditioner from her fur. It had happened while she was still in the hospital of course, but that was different. The staff was prepared for it, she was still heavily medicated. Judy turned off the water, and stood there for a moment, water dripping from her fur, before she grabbed a towel and started drying herself off. Her motions were halfhearted, so it took quite a while for her to completely dry herself off. Once that was done, she returned to her bedroom. Without really thinking, she grabbed a pair of shorts, a tank top, and a pair of underwear from her dresser. As she walked over to lay the shirt and shorts on her bed, however, she heard a crinkling sound, and realized that she’d stepped on the discarded pull-up from earlier. In an instant, all of her shame washed back over her. As she looked over to the hamper full of piss-soaked clothes and blankets, Judy sighed deeply. Returning her panties to the dresser, she bent down to pick up the pull-up, holding it open and stepping into the leg holes. As she pulled the babyish undergarment up into place, it felt…weird. As an adult, the sensation was entirely unfamiliar. But she knew she’d worn plenty of pull-ups when she was a young girl, so it was also oddly nostalgic. Judy checked around the legs to make sure that it was a good fit, and there wouldn’t be any leaks, before pulling out the waistband and sprinkling some baby powder. Then, she looked up, seeing her reflection in the mirror. Her face flushed once more when she realized just how much she looked like a cub. Despite her age, she hardly had any breasts to speak of. Her intensive fitness training had burned away most of the fat that would have given her a curvier body, while her rabbit physiology prevented her from putting on much visible muscle mass. She never wore makeup, and she’d barely grown an inch since middle school. Normally, her clothing was the only thing that marked her as an adult. Switch a police uniform out for an annoyingly thick, cartoon-themed pull-up…it was hardly surprising that she looked like a toddler. Turning away from the mirror, Judy hurried to put the rest of her outfit on, before gathering the courage to take the soiled laundry to the laundry room at the end of the hall. There was a dryer that had seemingly just finished a cycle, but no one was currently in the room, a fact that Judy was extremely grateful for. In her rush to put quarters in the machine, she didn’t hear the door opening behind her, and she pulled her soaked underwear out of the basket right as Pronk walked in. “Oh, sorry,” he blushed, his eyes darting back and forth between Judy’s humiliated expression and her piss-soaked panties. He hurried over to the dryer, emptying it as fast as possible. “Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god,” Judy mumbled, throwing her laundry into the machine, slamming it shut, and starting the cycle. “No, don’t worry, I’m not gonna tell anyone,” Pronk replied, trying to avoid making eye contact. “It’s totally fine.” “No it’s not,” Judy sighed, slumping down onto the ground next to the machine. “You and Bucky guessed what happened just by overhearing me through the wall. How am I gonna keep this from my friends? My coworkers?” “Bucky just made a rude guess. A shot in the dark. You know how he is,” Pronk replied, walking over and awkwardly putting a hand on Judy’s shoulder. “The people who are closest to you will be way more understanding than your annoying neighbors.” “I guess,” Judy sighed. “Honestly, I think it’s less about everyone else, and more about me. How can I expect anyone to take me seriously if I can’t take myself seriously?” “I don’t know. I’m your neighbor, not your therapist.” Pronk shrugged. “All I’ll say is that you’re already a hero in this city. You brought down the Night Howler conspiracy, and saved a lot of lives. And I bet you’d have done just as well, even if you were wearing pull-ups back then too.” With that, he finished unloading the dryer, and left Judy alone with her thoughts. Judy sighed, listening to the sound of the washing machine, thinking about what her neighbor had said. Without even really thinking, she slipped one of her hands down the front of her shorts, feeling the texture of the pullup. To her surprise, it was already warm, causing her to realize that she’d already wet herself again, “Damn it,” Judy sighed, retreating to her apartment and pulling down her shorts. In her haste, she forgot to pull the door all the way closed. The wet spot on her pull-up was obvious to see, and as she looked at her reflection once more, it began to grow. Now that she was aware of it, the rabbit closed her eyes, focusing on the situation in the hope of regaining control. She took slow, deep breaths, feeling the wetness and warmth spread across her crotch. “O-oh,” she mumbled, spreading her legs as the flooding intensified. Sitting down on the edge of her bed, still facing her mirror, she watched as her reflection’s pull-up turned yellow and began to sag. “How much can these hold?” Without really thinking, she reached down and squeezed the front of her pull-up with the intent of seeing if it felt close to leaking, only to moan loudly as it caused the warm, wet material to rub against her pussy. Suddenly flushing again, she covered her mouth with her right hand, unable to believe what she’d just done. Despite her shame, though, her left hand stayed planted on the pullup, giving it another squeeze. “S-sweet cheese and crackers!” Judy moaned, rolling over and burying her face in a pillow in order to free up both her hands to grope her soaked pull-up, the pleasure intensifying as her inhibitions slipped away. Judy had masturbated plenty of times before. Hell, she was a rabbit. Most females her age had already had their first litter, and holding off her mating urge was practically a second job. But this…this was different. Dirty. Naughty. Humiliating. And easily more intense than anything she’d ever felt. She moaned, and panted, overwhelmed by the feeling of her soaking wet pull-up stimulating her nethers. It still wasn’t enough. She grabbed her body pillow, straddling it with her hips as she started grinding against it with her pull-up. The increased stimulation sent her into overdrive. She humped the pillow faster, and faster. The warmth and wetness was perfect. Sublime. Mere moments ago, Judy had felt disgusted for finding pleasure in something so humiliating. Now, she was wondering why she’d ever bothered with anything else. “N-Nick,” she moaned, as the pull-up brought her so much pleasure that it more than matched what her lover was able to provide. She lost all sense of time. All that mattered was humping. Grinding. Thrusting. “I’m a naughty little bunny! I’m so filthy, and gross, and oh!” Judy gasped, her entire body tensing, and then going limp, as the stimulation of her pullup brought her to the most intense orgasm she’d felt in weeks. For the second time that day, she didn’t notice the door opening. “Hey, Judy, your door is open. Just stopping by to let you know that your laundry is-whoa.” Bucky took in the scene, then hurriedly slammed the door shut. On some level, Judy processed his arrival, but she was too distracted to care. “Oh, fuck,” she moaned again, her brain totally fried as she reached back down to give her pull-up another squeeze. As she gradually came down from her post-nut euphoria, the reality of what she’d done settled in. “I-I’m disgusting,” she panted, still trying to catch her breath. She slowly rolled over to the edge of the bed, sitting up and getting another look at her reflection. Her fur was matted, and sweaty. Her face was flushed. Her pull-up was nearly soaked through, and the design had nearly faded away. But even as part of her felt ashamed, another part of her looked in the mirror with pride. “Not such a cub now, am I?” Judy smirked, spreading her legs wide and giving the pullup a final squeeze.