Katherine screamed, wailed, begged, pleaded, and everything under the sun! But alas, they were all done on deaf ears as she was completely ignored. By the time Anya was done spanking her, the poor intern was a stupid, blubbering mess. One that is easy to what she wanted with. At least, just until she calms down.
Francine just smiled as she saw the girl get embarrassed on her behalf! She shook her head and hugged her close. "It's alright. It happens." She whispered. "It's just hard to contain myself when you're around!" She joked and grinned. "Don't you feel that way too?" She cooed.
Since Dahlia was resting on Francine’s lap, and by proxy her diaper, she could feel every bit of it filling the other woman’s diaper. Her lap going from something like a bean bag chair to something along the lines of a heated water chair! Dahlia did the blushing for the both of them it seems as she clung to Francine tighter.
So, Anya grabbed her and bent her over. She gave her a few harsh spanks. When her butt was good and red, Anya pointed to the desk. "Lay down on it now." She stated and glared. "The more you fight, the less I'll be nice."
Francine stared in shock at the boldness of the timid little thing! She tilted her head and stared without blinking for a few moments... But then she relaxed a bit, and gave her a soft smile. "Well aren't you a charmer." She whispered and pecked her back. Francine then started to wet herself, and Dahlia could feel the thick material become soft and soggy!