In a normal situation, a synth courser with a defect like yours would be deactivated and sent to maintenance, but you don't live in a normal situation. The S.R.B only uses the best synths in it's employ, and you're one of best of that group. Your numbers for marksmanship, hand-to-hand combat, and subterfuge are insane, with stealth being your only drawback. You could have been the perfect fit for the synth retention bureau, if it weren't for that singular glitch in your system. The glitch is complete urinary incontinence, and is more common than the institute would like to admit in it's female synths. The commonality of the defect means that no special arrangements were needed for your situation as a courser, though it has caused some trouble. Where other synths are allowed to exist because it would be to much work to fix this problem that is, admittedly, embarrassing at worst for most synths. The work of a courser provides no room for error, and if it weren't for your incredible talents, you would have been shut down or relegated to cleaning duty long ago. It is, admittedly, better as an incontinent courser than an incontinent synth in any other position. When you're out in the world, you can cover the diaper up under your long coat, with only the sound to tip anyone off, underground however, where everyone of these diapered synths but you lives, incontinent synths are required to wear extra tight attire, and are disproportionately assigned to cleaning bathrooms, all to accentuate the humiliation. Synths with bladder issues are even jokes to their fellow synths, who view them as defective copies. It's all quite unfair you think, for your fellow diapered synths, but for you also, your frame and attractive features almost let you pull off the look of a mysterious femme fatale, if it weren't for the (often wet) diaper clutched to your waist.
Today you find yourself alone in the courser branch of the SRB, as you usually are when not on assignment. Back from a mission where a reported railroad hideout turned out to be little more than a chem den, you feel bored as you put on your tight one-piece uniform that shows your diaper easily. You decide that today you want to...
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