The Anonymous Package - Part 4 (Patreon)

Standing in the doorway was a woman, probably close to Courtney’s own age, though definitely dressed differently than she now was in a nice blouse that showed off her ample cleavage and a business skirt and heels. As she walked in the room she eyed Courtney and her bedroom for a few moments before smirking at her. Courtney swore she recognized the woman, but for the life of her she couldn’t figure out from where. With the high pitched sound still in her ears she knew that she should recognize this woman, but she just couldn’t.

The blonde woman walked over to Courtney and without a word, took her bear from her hands which made Courtney a little sad.

“Don’t worry, you’ll get a new one. You don’t need this one anymore.” Courtney watched, but stayed perfectly still as the woman left the room with her bear. She barely noticed as the constant high pitched sound she’d grown used to, faded away with every step the blonde woman took.

It wasn’t long before the woman returned with her bear... or was it? She realized that this bear had a brown nose. Not a black nose. Otherwise it seemed perfectly identical to the other one. More importantly, though something that Courtney herself did not notice, was that there was no longer a high pitched sound with this bear around.

Still smirking to herself, the blonde woman handed the new bear to Courtney who placed the soft stuffie on her lap. She watched as the blonde woman reached up to her ears and removed little black things from within her ears. Earplugs? She wasn’t sure.

“Well look at you.” The woman said, “Aren’t you just perfect? I can’t wait until Mr. Porter sees you like this.”

The name sent a small shock through Courtney’s system as the woman mentioned her boss! That’s where she knew this woman from! Her job! Her name was Mandy, and although they didn’t work together much she occasionally saw the woman around the office. At some point she’d heard through the grapevine that Mandy had been after the same promotion that Courtney and a few others had been vying for. Why was she here?

“Alright Courtney, come here. I wanna get a good look at you. Stand up for me.” Moving for the first time in a while, Courtney leaned up and placed her bear down on her changing table, and slipped off the side to stand up for Mandy. She wasn’t sure why exactly she was doing as Mandy said, but she knew that she had to be a good girl and listen. She stood up in front of her, standing there as the taller woman literally looked down on her as well as doing so in other ways. Then she spoke up again, “Grab your bear. I want you to hold it. It only seems appropriate.” Courtney did as she asked without question, holding the bear at her side. “Now stand still Courtney.”

Still smiling, the woman raised her phone and began taking photos of Courtney who stood there silently and obediently. Part of her felt like she should maybe be embarrassed or confused at what was happening, but the stronger part of her brain told her that she was to do exactly as Mandy said. She got pictures of Courtney from every angle, including several of her bedroom, and all of her recently acquired purchases.

Without even a word of warning, Mandy reached down and placed her hand on the front of Courtney’s crotch. She felt around, cupping the padding as well as prodding a finger into the leg holes.

“Oh my...” She said chuckling as she took a step back. “Someone’s a little damp down there.” Mandy made sure to get a close up on Courtney’s training garments. “I think you should finish up though. Courtney... empty your bladder for me.”

Almost before Mandy even finished her sentence, Courtney felt as her bladder completely let go. Intense warmth starting in the middle of her crotch and spreading rapidly throughout the front and back.

“There we go...” Mandy said mockingly. “Let all your peepee’s out Courtney. That’s right... This’ll teach you not to try going after someone else’s rightfully deserved promotion.”

Courtney felt her muscles totally give way and soaked the garment she was wearing until a little of it was dripping down her leg and her accident was finally finished.

“My goodness sweetie.” Mandy said, chuckling with a hand over her mouth. “You really did soak that thing, didn’t you?”

She reached down and felt the garment again, feeling how warm and squishy it now was, being sure to get a few fresh pictures of it.

“Alright now, Courtney I want you to get up on the changing table. That’s it, get up and lay down little girl. That’s it. That’s perfect.” Courtney listened to the click of the camera as Mandy’s phone got several new shots of her in this new position.

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This story was written by Zander Chesney

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