Family Bonding 3

Seti sat silently on one side of the kitchen table with his dads across from him. The young wolf was afraid to make even the slightest movement. Ever since he found out that he was modular it had required a conscious effort to keep himself together. It felt like at any minute every part of him could just fall off, like he was being held together by string and every second that string was loosening.

“I’m sorry son, we knew it would be difficult but hopefully soon you’ll get the hang of it.” Pops reassured him, breaking his concentration slightly. He realized it just a little too late, one arm popping off at the elbow to land on the cool wooden table top.

“What if I don’t? What if I’m at school and I fall apart and I’m helpless?” He tried to stop himself from saying it, but the emotions spilled out. He was more afraid of going back to school than anything. At least here he knew that his parents would help put him back together but other classmates might not be so nice. Weren’t they even the slightest bit worried? Seti reached down and picked up his arm, popping it back into place.

“Your teachers all know about it, if anything were to happen we would be notified immediately.” His dad explained. The news just made Seti feel even worse, not only had he been kept in the dark about himself but even his teachers knew? At the beginning of every year when the new teacher would first take roll call they would take pause at his name. Now it made sense. They were probably thinking ‘there’s the freak that can fall apart.’ 

“We talked it over last night and we feel that we shouldn’t wait any longer to get you potty trained.” Pops announced. The announcement came as a shock to the young wolf who thought he was already beyond that stage in his life. 

“I already go to the bathroom when I need to.” He blushed, still finding it somewhat embarrassing to talk to his parents about his bodily functions. His parents laughed and he sunk down a little lower in his seat.

“You only learned how to use the bathroom for one function, everyone else had to learn for two and now that you’re going to be getting your dick back, you’ll have to learn as well.” Pops left the room for a moment and returned carrying a decent sized box. On the front was an adult wolf smirking as he lowered the edge of his pants to reveal something white and fluffy underneath. He knew what was in the box and he didn’t like it one bit.

“There is no way you are going to get me to wear a diaper.” Seti stood up from the table and backed up a couple of steps. Suddenly the thought of falling apart at school seemed much less embarrassing than having to put on an article of clothing only worn by cubs. It happened in an instant, he could feel his arm slipping off again and followed right behind it was a foot and a couple of other parts. He couldn’t keep his mind concentrated on remaining whole. He let out a yelp as his neck snapped away from his torso, his head falling to the floor. His father pounced with amazing speed for an older wolf, catching Seti’s head in his soft paws before the two of them tumbled to the floor.

“Nice catch. ” Pops said, putting the box down on the counter.

“Yeah… thanks. Can you help put me back together?” Seti had learned fairly quick how to attach his various body parts. It would be a snap as long as they helped him out with the few essentials, like his arms. With them, he might be able to pull himself together completely. He wondered if this was what zombies felt like, suddenly feeling bad about laughing at all those movies that show the still moving hand inching its way forward in a desperate attempt to find its host body.

“We will help you get back together, but not just yet. I think this next part might be easier if you can’t protest.” Pops left the room for a moment and returned carrying the furry dick they had taken from Seti as a child. His father set his head down on the table next to the thing and then lifted up a small portion of his body from the floor. He could feel his father’s paws cupping his butt, one finger casually circling the tip of his tail hole. Seti’s eyes widened as the finger pushed inside his tight hole, from this angle Pops wouldn’t have noticed what was happening, he was too focused on removing the taped edges of the box of diapers. Seti remained quiet and still on the table, wondering if his dad was planning more fun things for the two of them to do together. The finger slid back out just before Pops looked up.

“Set it down there and we will connect those two pieces first, after I get the diaper on him we can put the rest of him back together.” Pops gave the instructions as though Seti were some mechanical piece of equipment. Slot ‘A’ fits into slot ‘B’, he giggled at the thought of having instructions that went along with his body.

“What makes you think I won’t just remove it again after I’m put back together?” Seti asked smugly, if having it attached to him meant that he would have to wear diapers, then he could simply remove it and remove the need altogether.

“First of all, you wouldn’t want to lose it, we’ve been keeping it safe for you so you probably don’t realize just how much pain it can cause. For example…” Pops reached down and casually plucked his cock from the table. He wrapped a paw around one of the orbs hanging from the sac and gave it a gentle squeeze. Seti felt his stomach clench up in a pain he had never felt before. The room around him spun slightly as he breathed heavily in an attempt to stop cramping.

“Okay… but I could always store it somewhere, like you did. Then I won’t lose it.” Seti replied. Pops let go of his balls but the pain didn’t cease immediately. Pops held the thing up to his crotch, connecting the base to his smooth skin. The two latched together like oppositely polarized magnets.

“Funny thing about that, apparently when the appendage remains detached for years at a time, it makes the bond stronger the next time it’s attached. According to my research, this thing won’t be removable again for at least a week.” Pops grabbed the shaft and lifted the two body parts off of the table. Seti yelped, feeling the pull of gravity on his bottom, but sure enough the two parts refused to separate, no matter how much he tried. Pops lowered it back down to rest on the table and pulled out one of the white powdered diapers. With the rest of his body still in pieces, Seti was forced to watch as his father pulled it up and onto him. The plastic-like fabric rubbed against his legs, tickling him as the two short stumps remaining of his legs pulled through the holes at the bottom. His crotch began to feel warm and wet, for a moment he wondered if it might have been his imagination or something caused by the diaper itself.

“Wow, already? This is why you are going to have to wear diapers for a while, you have absolutely no control over your bladder.” Pops shook his head and pulled out another diaper.

“What did I do?” Seti asked, watching the scene with a mixture of curiosity and confusion. Was he supposed to try not letting the diaper tickle him?  Seems like a rather odd thing to have to control.

“You just peed yourself.” His wolf father explained the bodily function that he had never been taught. All his life he had simply let it flow, not knowing that anything was happening. Once it stopped, his body felt better, over time he had stopped thinking about it. But now it mattered, he would need to learn how to control it, stop it from flowing freely or wind up with a soaked diaper. Pops quickly changed him out of the soiled one and cleaned him up before putting the new diaper on him. Seti bit his lip, not knowing when he might soil himself again, but hoping that it wouldn’t be for a while. He closed his eyes and tried even harder to will the two body parts to separate but it was no use, just as Pops had said, the two were stuck together for now.

“Okay fine.” He knew it was no use fighting it. If he did go without the diapers he would just end up peeing himself at school, which would also likely be worse than falling to pieces in front of his classmates. “Can you at least put me back together now?” Seti huffed, hating that he couldn’t do anything in this position.