The Elevator Seventy-Fifth Floor (Patreon)

Cardonali the magical imp was doing what he always did, he caused  trouble to others for his own amusement. Cardonali had the ability to  put any thought into a person's mind and manipulate them as he wanted  to. He stood unobserved or at least unacknowledged in the back of an  elevator waiting to see who would get in.

"Daddy, I changed my mind.  I think I can hold it until we get to school."

"No, sweetheart.  Let's make sure.  We'll go back upstairs and you can go potty now."

Little Kelly was late that morning to school.  Marcus, her father had to change his underwear, pants and even his socks.  he just couldn't hold it.  The pressure just seem to build out of nowhere.  But this wasn't the last time he had problems holding it.  Marcus got into the habit of making sure he 'went potty' before leaving where ever he was.

But what frustrated Marcus's wife most was the occasional bed-wetting.  The doctor couldn't find any physical problem.  Finally, his wife demanded that Marcus always wear a diaper to bed every night.

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