You arrive at work after a long stressful car trip, you walk to your desk trying to get over the hell hole traffic jam you were just stuck in, as soon as you sit down the door to your bosses office swings open.
"Why the hell are you so late?!?!" shouts (Your boss) Mr Mason,
"I am so sorry! This won't happen again!" you whimper knowing what's in store for you
"You know what this means!?" He yells, as you sit there feeling yourself drown in your own sweat
"I've had enough of all of you thinking you can show up whenever you want!" he continues
"So! I've decided you will sit at that desk the entire time your here! That means no leaving your desk to go to the toilet! Is that clear?" he exclaims,
"Yes sir! Understood!" you say, feeling the need to pee even more than before.
"Good!" he says slightly quieter than earlier but still loud, he leaves and you are sat there at your desk feeling your bladder filling up.
If it doesn't stop you worry your tighty whities won't be dry for much longer, but you know if you continue to dwell on it, it might end up happening so you get to work! After an hour and a half of sitting in your chair, typing away at your computer you continue to feel your bladder fill up, after a while you find it unbearable and decide to go against your boss so you stand up ready to go to the toilet. Your Boss's door bursts wide open, and (Your boss) Mr Mason steps out.
"Sit back down!" he shouts, you quickly sit back down in your chair and Mr Mason walks back into his office.
You finally give up and let go of all the pee you've been holding in, it's warm and wet you feel it consume your crotch entirely, you look down at your crotch in shame. You're a fully grown man sitting there in your own pee like a toddler, the only thing needed to complete it would be a diaper, then suddenly out steps Mr Mason again, you feel like curling into a little ball and rolling away but
you stay still and silent. " Now look at the mess you've made!" shouts Mr Mason, angrier than before
"You know what!" he says , then walking into his office, he has a short conversation with his assistant as you sit there in your wet trousers, after they're done with there conversation Mr Mason's assistant heads out of the office. Mr Mason walks out of after her and says
"My assistant has gone out to buy some diapers for our little office baby!" he shouts, loud enough for anyone to hear, you start to panic inside. Now everyone is gonna know what you've done!   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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