Witchy Business (CYOA - 9) (Patreon)

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You ponder where to go next. After discussing your options with Jane, the two of you decide that it would be foolish to simply walk into the lion's den as it were. The second floor, devoid of hopefully both Alice and Kat, may just be the best option. Especially if someone like Lane or Michelle could grant you even the smallest bit of help.

The two of you finally leave the employee daycare and return to the stairwell. After a brief moment spent observing the stairs, the two of you sneak quietly up to the second floor. Your diapers crinkle loudly as you walk. It crosses your mind that you might simply remove your diaper to help your odds, but your current attire does have the added benefit of blending somewhat in. Furthermore, even as you approach the second floor door, a small trickle of urine escapes your bladder and soaks into the waiting padding of your diaper. The ill effects of the video the security staff showed you aren't going away any time soon. Let's just hope it doesn't prove to be too much of an impediment to your mission.

Jane notices your discomfort as the two of you wait by the door. Her eyes drop to your diaper, then linger there for some time. She appears deep in thought as she watches. It isn't until you clear your throat out of discomfort that Jane seems to snap out of whatever reverie she was in. "S-Sorry...I think all this baby-ness is starting to affect my head...that or this entire place is getting worse somehow. We gotta move!"

You completely agree. Alongside Jane, you push open the second floor door and quickly slink inside. Everything is mostly just as you remember it. Michelle's office is nearby. The immediate difference you notice is that the cubicle walls have been drastically heightened by the addition of pink and blue pastel walls attached to the top of the original cubicle walls. Above that, connected to the ceiling are several taut pink straps that lead down into the individual cubicles below. You can't see what they're attached to, but you do notice that many of them are twitching pretty consistently. It's almost as if they're being tugged on repeatedly.

"I don't like the look of that. Kat is changing more and more by the minute. We should figure out what we're doing here and quickly, before someone catches us," warns Jane.

You completely agree. Thankfully, you know that Lane's own cubicle should be on the corner and easy to access. You point this out to Jane. She then immediately grabs your wrist and runs over to the cubicle with you in tow.

Spring spring spring...

A noise, faint at first, increases in volume as you approach the cubicles. It isn't until you peek into Lane's cubicle that you realize what's causing it: a massive baby bouncer now takes up the space a desk and chair once took. Lane bounces up and down in the special seat gleefully, his once adult attire completely stripped away and replaced by a ridiculous looking sissy princess outfit complete with triple thick pink diapers and a frilly dress that's far too short. He sucks on a large pink pacifier that causes him to drool profusely on himself. Despite that, he mumbled to himself in a playful voice. His words are just barely audible over the cacophonous sound of the cubicle bouncers.

"Diaper Sissy Lane is sorry, Miss Kat! Diaper Sissy Lane will behave from now on. Diaper Sissy' Lane is sorry, Miss Kat! Diaper Sissy Lane…"

Lane's words trail off as he takes notice of you and Jane huddled in the corner of his cubicle. His expression, once full of bliss, sours the moment his eyes fall upon you.

"You! You're the reason I'm in this stupid get up…" says Lane. He lisps his words as he speaks, unable to so much as stop sucking on his pacifier for longer than a few seconds. "...bouncing and bouncing and bouncing like a good sissy! Ugh! She's in my head...making me a good little plaything! I need to really be sorry before Miss Kat will promote me to double diapers again. Until then I'm stuck in triple diapers just like a sissy should be!" Lane starts to say more, but cuts himself off. It would appear that his ability to maintain focus is extremely limited. Whatever Kat did to him, he can't go long without bringing up his punishment. Lane bounces without talking for a moment, his expression slowly returning to that of what it was before: pure bliss.

"Diaper Sissy Lane is sorry…" Lane begins again.

Lane may be more useless than you had originally thought. You look to Jane for guidance, but find that she's grown quite distracted watching Lane in his bouncer. Her eyes follow his every movement. Up and down and up and down. "Key card…" she finally mumbles after a few seconds. "T-The diaper sissy has a key card still…"

Sure enough, Jane was right. You spy Lane's key card dangling from the pacifier. Unlike your own, it bears the markings of a higher level employee. Perhaps it could prove useful. You reach to grab the key card, but Jane stops you.

"Wait! It could be a trap...Kat knows you've talked to Lane. Why leave someone being punished with a key card? M-Maybe we should leave. We could check on Michelle...or try the third floor…" Jane groans the moment she stops talking. She holds her head in her hands. "I can smell the baby powder coming off of Lane. I-I can smell it everywhere. And all the bouncing! My dumb head is starting to like this stuff I think. I dunno...b-but we should do something like, now!"

Take Lane's Key Card

Check on Michelle

Head to the third floor