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Chapter 3

A few minutes later, I saw her pick up her phone. I signaled it silently to Janet and closed in on her to listen to the conversation.

Jessica: Hey, it’s me. Listen. Can you stop by my work with an extra skirt, shoes and a pair of underwear please? I have a big meeting this afternoon and... I spilled coffee all over myself... Yeah... No I swear, even.... even my panties are wet... I know, I’m so clumsy sometimes.... Can you bring them for me? You’re a life saver, Kyle thank you! Call me when you’re here.

Janet: Hey Jessica we need you in the conference room right away!

Jessica: I gotta go... bring them soon please!

She hung up her phone and got up, replacing her skirt over her Pull-Ups, which crinkled softly as she walked over to the conference room, her hands pressed on her butt to make sure the training pants wouldn’t show.

As she walked away I sat down at her desk and hit redial on her phone.

Marianne: Hi! Yes this is Mrs. Norton’s assistant. She was just called into a meeting but she asked me to contact you and tell you she didn’t need the change of clothes, someone at the office got her covered, thankfully! Yes.... Yes... There is something you could bring over though.

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Jessica was looking increasingly uncomfortable, she had been sitting in the conference room for a few minutes, surrounded by our full female team who were briefing her on the big account she was meeting with in the afternoon. 

We all knew Arthur would never be foolish enough to allow her to speak during that meeting, her just wanted her for appearances and he would do the talking. We simply suggested to Jessica that she would impress our boss if she were to come up with a presentation of her own...

The young paralegal was now squirming on her seat, her hand pressed against the uniform skirt that was hiding her childish training panties. Her stomach started making loud gargle noises as she crossed her arms over her tummy, in a desperate attempt to muffle the sound.

Jessica: I’m... not feeling so well. I think I should go...

Janet: Nonsense dear, this is our most important client we’re talking about. Can you tell me anything about them?

Jessica: I... I can...

Janet: Exactly. Here, have a glass of water, it’ll help. You’re just nervous.

Jessica drank half the cup she was handed and put it back on the table. Janet and I looked at each other, knowing what was about to happen.

We kept drilling her with facts on the client’s business but her mind was clearly wandering off somewhere else. When finally... she gasped and her eyes widened. We all stopped talking and the room became completely silent, except for the hissing sound of Jessica’s urine slowly dripping into the padding of her disposable underpants.

Janet: Are you wetting yourself young lady?!

She acted as if she was a shocked mother who couldn’t believe her potty-trained daughter was regressing to the point of going in her pants again.

Jessica: What?! I... You can’t...

Janet stepped forward and lifted up Jessica’s skirt, exposing the front of the Disney characters covered trainers as she was still filling them with pee and the wetness indicator  was fading away. Jessica immediately backed off on her seat and covered her training pants with her skirt.

Janet: I guess it’s a good thing we put you in Pull-Ups, then isn’t it?

The other girls in the room giggled at the mention of the shameful underwear Jessica was wearing. Tears were forming in the girl’s eyes as she got up and tried to flee. Janet stood in her way. 

Janet: Oh no, you’re not going anywhere. We’re not gonna lose our biggest client because you can’t help but peeing yourself. You won’t leave this room until you know the case by heart.

Jessica: You don’t understand... I NEED to go... I have to... Oh... Oh no.

And so it began. It started out with the tell-tale farting sound, then we saw what was happening in Jessica’s face, decomposing into a pout.

Janet: Are you...?

Jessica: Please...

The senior paralegal lifted up the back of the junior’s skirt just in time for everyone to witness her filling her Pull-Ups. The mess accumulating in the seat of the pink training pants made them sag. The white bottom part had turned to a light brown as the smell reached our nostrils.

Jessica was too humiliated to speak, now fully crying, in a room filled with her colleagues now staring at her as she stood in a pair of wet and messy Pull-Ups. She started to uncontrollably wet herself again, resulting in the, now very full Pull-Up to leak. A wet spot was forming on the front of the schoolgirl skirt.

Janet : Oh no young lady! You are not peeing all over my daughter’s uniform. Take that off.

Without waiting for an answer, she simply slid down the skirt to Jessica’s ankles, fully exposing her full Pull-Up to the other girls who bursted in laughter. The paralegal was helpless, not knowing what to do. If she were to get out of the conference room, the whole office would see her run away in her messy diaper.

Janet: I guess those are still a bit too grown for you, aren’t they?

That was my signal. I stood up and walked over to the door.

Marianne: Luckily we have someone here who might just have what you need.

I opened the door to reveal a young man holding a package of adult diapers”

Jessica : Kyle ?!

Kyle: Oh my God Jessica, what happened to you?! Are you... wearing a diaper? 

Marianne: A very full diaper at that. I think our little miss needs a change.

He wrinkled his nose as he smelled Jessica’s poopy Pull-Up.

Kyle: Your assistant told me to bring you these.. diapers. I thought they were a going away gift to someone who’s retiring, as a joke or something... That you forgot to bring them over. Did you.. you shit yourself in that diaper?

Marianne: A going away gift! What a nice idea! But you’re not going anywhere, are you Jessica? I mean... What good is fucking our boss if he can still fire you, right?

Kyle: What?!

Marianne: Oh she didn’t tell you? Poopy diaper over there has caught herself a real player! You guys... aren’t dating or anything... are you?

Kyle: Is it true Jessica?

Jessica: Don’t listen to them Kyle... You have to help me. I need to get out of here okay? 

Marianne: Well aren’t you... full of shit! Pardon the expression. I saw you with him last Tuesday. Calling him ‘’daddy’’ as he spanked you over his desk.

Kyle: Tuesday huh... You said you were working late at the office... I should’ve known. I guess I better leave you this. Go run to your ‘’daddy’’ and ask him to change you. You stink.

He threw the diaper bag on the floor at Jessica’s feet and left.
Our little paralegal wasn’t so proud now... about to be put in an actual diaper.