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Stress, it was a foreign concept to Splicer. Was. Then life started piling up, responsibilities, bills, work, scheduling conflicts. The wolf thought it would be easy enough to balance and it was, at first.

Then his work schedule shifted to far too overloaded to handle and he didn't know what to do with all that stress until he found a few of his coworkers headed out the back door to smoke. He never was a fan of that kind of thing but he found himself standing around with them outside just to catch some fresh air and a momentary detachment from work until it was back to the grind. Then one day he decided to join in, the fresh package he bought from the vape store still in his paw. He tore it open the first chance he got to get away, following the long line of other furs outside the side door to get to their favourite spot. A deep breath, the churring coil, the vapor hitting his lungs for the first time. The raised eyebrows of his coworkers as he hacked the smoke back out.

"I thought you said you weren't going to start that Splicer?" A curious wolf to his side asked.

"Changed my mind." Splicer replied, watching the red light at the end of the other wolf's cigarette burn brighter for a moment before a round of smoke was blown into his face. "I told you to cut that shit out Rex."

"Sorry I forgot you didn't like darts, is that why you decided to go for the baby route?" The grinning wolf pressed his elbow into Splicer's side.

"Well for one, it's not as bad as those but, yeah." Splicer's tail was firmly planted between his legs and he turned away for a second to hide the red filling his face unsung the opportunity to take another drag on his vape. He exhaled. It was smoother this time, he grew lightheaded for a bit, the stress was gone, if only for a moment. He felt like this was a ritual he could get behind. He turned back and started chatting with the group of furs standing around the ash tray.

It had been a month since he first started, his vape was almost out of juice now, and he anxiously pawed at it in his pocket, just waiting for his next chance to get outside and away. The moments he couldn't were unbearable but as soon as he could it was like another world was opened to him. The teasing grew less but he still got the odd comment about manning up and giving up the baby stuff but he paid it less mind. It was all the same at the end of the day, which it had come to. Furs streamed outside after an extra long shift, some going straight to their cars but more still went to the usual spot for a smoke than a few decided to hit the bar. It was a quick walk in the winter evening that the wolf was accustomed to.

"I'm telling you, if they give us one more late night I'll do something. When I figure out what that something is I'll tell you." Splicer said as he finished the last of his drink. He had lost count. His paw hit the table with the empty glass harder than he had wanted it to. Walking out, the wolf was followed by Rex.

"Piece of shit..." he slurred out as he felt the cold air blowing through his fur.

"What?" Rex asked as he came up to get in step with the staggering wolf.

"Not you, this." Splicer replied as he showed the well worn vape in his paw, the disposable vape was nearly out of battery and the wolf had to suck back harder than usual to get any juice flowing through it.

"Still going on that baby shit then?"

"I don't know how many times you have to ask that question but yes, still on the baby shit"

Splicer heard the familiar clicking of a lighter sparking up beside him.

"Honestly I don't know, I might try making that switch myself... This smoking tastes kinda like shit, I was looking at some of the stuff you can get in those. What the fuck is a berrylicious blaster?"

Splicer snorted.

"Yeah they have some dumb names for sure but they hit the spot for me so I don't care."

"Snorkelling strawberry?"

"Stop dude, you're gonna make me piss myself."

Splicer was barely keeping his howling laughter in check as Rex kept listing off stupid flavour name after stupid flavour name. Soon enough they came to his apartment door.

"See you tomorrow?" Rex asked, going in for a hug which wasn't something that had happened before, but the inebriated wolf didn't question it coming in for a hard embrace.

"See you tomorrow for sure." Splicer replied before pulling back, opening his door and stumbling inside.

"See you tomorrow..." Rex chuckled to himself, spinning the vape he pick pocketed in his paw, walking off to his own apartment.

"Fuck me and fuck everything." Splicer's neck fur was standing on end in agitation as he stood off to the side of the smoking group checking his pockets for the fifteenth time that day. He couldn't find his vape in the morning and he woke up late with a splitting headache so he didn't have time to tear his apartment apart like he wanted to before he had to peel off for work. Rex finished their cigarette and walked over to the lonesome wolf.

"Sup?" He asked, knowing more than anyone else what was up.

"Can't find my vape, I must have dropped it somewhere last night. Needed a new one anyways..." Splicer replied, looking off in the distance.

"Damn that sucks, here I was thinking you decided to give it up or something."

"Ha, not a chance. I'll be on the baby stuff for life."

The other smoking furs had already broken off for the day leaving the two wolves alone.

"Well I mean I don't want to rub it in your muzzle, but I may have hit a spot up and picked one up myself last night."

"You found a spot last night that was open? We left the bar at twelve."

"Yeah there's a little twenty four hour place, it's kinda underground so you probably haven't heard of it. I can take you there sometime." Rex pulled a box from his hoodie pocket that almost made Splicer's maw water.

"Yeah sure, sounds good, anytime..." He couldn't take his eyes off the box as it was opened and the foil was opened showing a fresh, light pink rectangle.

"You want the first hit?" Rex offered the vape in an extended paw.

Splicer wanted nothing more but he bit the inside of his cheek.

"No I can't, not the first one at least."

Rex wasn't ready for the reservation he figured after a full day without a smoke the wolf would be ravenous for a shot at it. He winced at the thought of what he was about to do as he set the vape to the lowest setting. It wasn't an average vape but the other wolf didn't have a clue, not yet at least. He took a light drag and felt the effects instantly hit him, his head went lighter than he had ever experienced, even when compared to anything he had ever smoked before. He was almost tempted to take another hit, but he knew how dangerous that was. Instead he coughed the smoke back out, making sure a large plume made its way over into the other wolf's face.

"Fuck! That's way too sweet for me, how can you smoke that stuff?" Rex asked, trying to keep his head grounded.

"You get used to it. Now who's the baby?" Splicer felt his ears perk up as the vape was passed over to him.

The idea of hitting it was already getting him light headed and the cloud of smoke in his nostrils was vaguely nostalgic despite the fact he couldn't quite grasp what it reminded him of. He clicked it to the highest setting it could go, before taking a long drag. The world melted around him, his ears drooped to a relaxed state, as did the rest of his body. He held it in as long as he could. When he breathed it back out all he could only imagine feeling like he was rewinding years back. He took a step back, letting his back pressed against a wall for the stability. He felt slower as he looked down at the rectangle in his paw to see what the flavour was. It was on the tip of his tongue and yet it may as well have been on another planet. He needed another hit. Just to see if he could figure it out, the words said baby berry, but for some reason reading was too hard for him.

"That's strong... what's in this?" Splicer took another drag, his legs felt weak as he let his back slide down the wall until he came to a rest on his backside. His head was foggy and more than a little sluggish, and he couldn't figure out why. Something seemed wrong, but he also didn't care. All he cared about was the next hit. He closed his eyes and hit it again. The smoke in his lungs was everything to him. He felt safe, relaxed. Like back when he was just a pup. He had almost forgotten what it felt like, not being stressed at all hours. He took another hit, his mind completely gone, being taken away along with the vapour he exhaled. He let out a light moan of pleasure but he was unsure why, he also wasn't exactly sure why the ground around him felt wet and why his pants felt warm.

Rex was watching the transformation taking place before him with satisfaction. Then when the other wolf started pissing themself he bit his lip and squirmed, readjusting himself so the bulge in his pants wasn't so apparent. He leaned down to the wolf now drooling, grinning, dumb in a puddle of their own making.

"I think you're the baby still." He whispered to the wolf, knowing full well they were too far gone to understand what he was saying. "Let's get you up and out of that mess now..."

It was more than a little awkward for the wolf to drag the other still fully grown in body but not in

mind wolf to his apartment and he got more than a few quizzical glances from furs passing by but eventually the two had made it. Now Splicer was naked, laying back on top of a changing table that was far larger than the expected side. As was the diaper that was laying under the wolf's butt. His glassy eyes were fixated on the spinning mobile above his head and he weakly tried to reach up to grab for it but his limbs weren't working right. Rex chuckled seeing the wolf struggle to move knowing they wouldn't be able to do much more than crawling until the effects of the vape wore off, which he didn't plan on happening anytime soon, if ever. He just finished taping up the wolf's new daily attire, giving the front of it a light tape to watch the cloud of baby powder puff out from the waistband.

Stress, it was a foreign concept to Splicer. Every word was a foreign concept to the wolf. He could barely manage to fit the right shape block into the right shape hole of his toy. Every time Rex saw that he had gotten that much intelligence back, a quick puff on the special vape fixed the wolf's head back right as rain. Splicer didn't have to worry about much of anything anymore. He used one paw to keep trying to fit a square peg into a circle hole and the other paw was rubbing his crotch. It grew warmer with each passing second. The wolf panted, feeling the squishing padding rub against the plastic chastity cage Rex decided to add to keep the wolf in check. Puppies didn't need to play like that in any case but he still enjoyed the frustrated wolf trying with a paw, or with all their new plush friends. After all the complaining about the stress in his life, Splicer had finally found the vacation he was looking for.