Diapering My Boss

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

As your newly hired executive assistant, I’m in your office (My boss), in your chair, with my high heels up on your desk. There is a big ripped-up box by my feet. I’m wearing a tight pencil skirt and a button-up blouse, but half the buttons are undone, and my heavy tits are threatening to spill out. There’s a big smile on my face as I sip my coffee, looking awful comfy in your chair when you come in. “Kayla?” You question with an unhappy look on your face. I smile even bigger and kick my feet off the desk to stand up. Then, I slap my hand on the box and lean forward.

“A package came for you…. it got kinda ripped up… something fell out.” I wiggle my eyebrows and hold up an adult diaper from the open box.

Diapering My Boss

I point to the label. “Isn’t that you? Boss?” Walking up to you as my head cocks to the side. Then I whisper, “Are you wearing one now?” The horrified and humiliated expression on your face tells me all I need to know. I bust out in a cackle, and then a heavy sigh slips from my lips. “Do you need a change, baby?”

“Get back to work, this is nonsense!” You demand but I’m having too much fun to go back to work.

I reach out to cup your crotch, hearing it crinkle. “OH my GOD .. you ARE wearing one!” Pouting little duck lips at you as I coo, “Mr. Soggypeepants!” I mock you and squeeze your diaper balls. “Are you gonna spring a leaky weaky?”

“I’ll be honest: I hired you for your curves,” You quip, trying to distract me from my task at hand. It won’t work. I press those curves against you. My big chest against yours, and my fingers play with your shirt.

“Too bad you aren’t man enough to know how to use my curves, baby.”

“I-I-I’m a man. I’m just accident-prone.” You stutter. I slip away from you to shut your office door and point to the couch in your office.

“Sure, sure, all big boys wet their pants. Lay down; I’ll change you into a fresh diapee. I assume you have wipes and powder in your desk?” When you nod, I gather all the stuffs and push you down on the couch. Pulling down your pants, then look up at you. “I expect a raise if I’ma start wiping your ass.”

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

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