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So, this is not even remotely in the same league as some of the great stories posted to this forum as of late. It’s pure fetish escapism, nothing more. The themes are diapers, humiliation and perhaps some latent homosexuality, to boot. While there aren’t any sex scenes, if any of those subjects offend you, please skip reading it. I wrote it several months ago and soon forgot about it. I was thinking of getting back into writing and came across it this morning. I’ve begun drafting part two, just for fun. I envision the relationship of the two main characters blossoming into something more substantial, after this particularly troubling start, although that would be several chapters down the road. All comments welcome. ---- OFFICE POLITICS By Sangriasunday Jennifer Rourke couldn’t help but feel elated as she looked up from her desk. Kate Macpherson, her former work place rival, sat on the floor of Jennifer’s office sucking on a pacifier and playing with her favorite teddy bear. Jennifer was still amazed at how her discovery of Kate’s secret private life had guaranteed that the VP promotion was hers. Breaking Kate had proven incredibly easy, almost as if she wanted someone to take control. In Jennifer’s mind that’s what made the whole episode so intriguing, why would a 32 year old woman enjoy dressing up like a baby? Was there perhaps something more behind it? Simple implied blackmail was the obvious first choice, demand that Kate not seek the promotion. All the better if the woman just quit so Jennifer wouldn’t have to follow through on the threat. Hopefully the two would never have to see each other again. But Jennifer couldn’t help rubbing it in a little, it was just her way. “Little Baby Katie”, she had called her, with Kate right away becoming so seemingly nervous that her voice shook, and her hands trembled a little. Going in for the kill, Jennifer would soon demand a couple of phone pics for insurance purposes. That’s how it had all began. Ordering around the once proud department head was just so amusing and what made it even more compelling was how Kate would do whatever she was told. Sure, she might protest and pout, but she always gave in, shaking like a leaf every time. And that’s why Jennifer decided to see how far she could take this. Sitting cross legged on the plain carpeting, clad only in her camisole and crinkly underwear, Kate tried to reconcile herself to her circumstances. The fluffy plastic diaper around her hips felt as warm and inviting as ever, but the disconcertingly yummy humiliation of being at the constant mercy of her demanding coworker left her feeling conflicted. Sure, it was after hours, Jennifer said that she got the most done after everyone else had left for the day. They shared these after work play dates at least once a week and Kate was always terrified that someone might enter the office. The door was closed, but what if a janitor barged in, what then? Deciding she was finally done with work for the day, Jennifer stood up and began rummaging through her bag. “OK baby girl, it’s snack time, I hope you’re hungry.” She handed the tiny jar of mashed carrots and a plastic spoon to Kate. “I want you to finish the whole thing for me,” Jennifer said, sitting down on the tiny office couch and aiming her phone at Kate. “Say goo-goo, ga-ga,” ordered Jennifer as she began filming. Kate blanched and immediately looked down at the floor. “Goo-goo, ga-ga,” she mumbled quietly before taking the first mouthful. While Jennifer had no intention of changing diapers, she was not above patting Kate’s diapered behind whenever she got a chance. Her most inspired idea so far was having Kate pose in her full business attire, sans skirt, the large white diaper contrasting nicely with the dark suit coat and leather pumps. Jennifer made her suck her thumb for the camera. Over the next few weeks, she decided she wanted to take this further, I mean what was the point of having this kind of control over someone without using it. Work place exposure wouldn’t do after all, too risky as Jennifer’s own reputation could be damaged as well. She decided to bring a friend in on this project, but she needed someone special. Most of her acquaintances were too nice, she needed someone with a dark sense of humor, like herself. ----- “Really, like a baby?” April asked, grinning in disbelief as she scrolled trough her friend’s phone. “Yeah, her butt looked so weird in those jeans, and when she bent down the diaper stuck out. She’d actually go shopping dressed like that. She didn’t know I was even there. I decided not to buy anything, but I kept watching until she got in line at the front, then I left,” Jennifer gloated. “I didn’t know what to think, maybe she had control issues, or maybe it was just a heavy day. I started to watch her more”. “Were you friends at all?” “No, not really. She was always polite, but aloof. Good at her job and popular. I didn’t think we had anything in common really, she was always seemed reserved around me, although she jokes around with some of the others. I knew she lived alone, I’d no idea if she even dated, turns out she doesn’t by the way.“ Jennifer said thoughtfully. “Anyway, I started paying attention to how she looked at work.” “You mean you stared at her butt a lot,” April teased. Jennifer giggled. “Yup. Didn’t seem to be wearing a diaper, ever. And then one day, it was a Friday, her skirt looked a bit off, kind of unnatural looking, you know, thick. I kept tabs and followed her after work. She went to a drug store all the way over on Terminal Hill. It was hard trying to hide and see what she was up to. She bought a pacifier and a bib and a package of adult diapers. She’d already had those things at home, but she told me she likes buying them all together and imagining what the clerk must think of her.” “So, she’s a humiliation queen?” April asked. “Yeah, I guess.” April shook her head. “That’s gotta suck. Does she piss and shit her pants?” Jennifer giggled. “She says she’s wet herself before, but no pooping, not sure I believe it though. I think I’m going to record her peeing in her diaper, but she’ll probably be so scared she’ll mess herself too. April smiled. “It sounds like she’ll probably like it.” “I used to think of her as so poised and everything, but not now, she acts like a frightened kitten, such a change.” Jennifer’s eyes narrowed. “So, do you want to see this for yourself?” ---- Saturday morning found Kate scurrying around her one-bedroom condo. She’d received a text from Jennifer on Friday afternoon telling her she was to come to her house the next day at 11am. She’d never been there before and didn’t know what to expect. The butterfly feeling in her tummy was unrelenting. She knew that she’d always wanted something like this. However, in her private thoughts, she had the final say on what happened and, of course, there were never any real-life consequences. Now she had no control over what might happen. She knew that she hadn’t necessarily ceded control willingly, but she did know that she felt internally compelled to submit to this woman. The fact that she was a professional colleague and something of a rival, made her heart flutter whenever she thought about it. Jennifer’s manner had been so confidant when she’d first approached Kate that day, 6 weeks ago. She’d come into her office to discuss business, and then just subtly dropped it into the conversation like it was nothing. “So, I know that you like wearing diapers and acting like a baby. It’s really quite an amusing little hobby.” Jennifer said casually. Kate was speechless. She stared blankly at Jennifer for several seconds before eventually mumbling a hoarse denial. “Look, it’s just us girls here,” Jennifer said cutting her off. “Your secret’s safe with me for now, but I’m going to need you to do something for me.” Kate’s mouth fell open and she felt sick. “What?” “You’re no longer interested in taking Steve Ferguson’s position when her leaves.” Jennifer replied. “I need you to tell management that. How you do it, is up to you.” Anger starting to temper her apprehension, Kate quietly asked, “And if I don’t?” “I show everyone this,” said Jennifer, holding her phone up for Kate to see. It really wasn’t that bad of a picture. Yes, it was obviously her in the photo, and yes, that was a diaper sticking out of the back of her jeans. Obviously, it must have been taken on one of her shopping trips. Still, her heart began to race. “Ok,” she’d said, not sure why exactly she was agreeing so easily. “Good girl,” Jennifer said giggling. “You’re not wearing one now, are you?” “No,” Kate said weakly. “Well, you’d better have one on tomorrow.” And then, just because she could, Jennifer added something else. “Oh, and I’d like you to spend most of the rest of the day in here.” Jennifer indicated Kate’s office. “You can go to the bath room or out for lunch, but if you need anything else, coffee or whatever, just have one of the girls bring it to you.” Except for the two bathroom breaks, Kate obediently staid in her office, skipping lunch. It felt like someone had dragged a can opener across her brain. She spent about an hour deciding if she could afford to give two weeks’ notice. Her finances were tight. There was the condo payment, the car payment, the never- ending student loan payments, plus her credit card balances were a little too high, at the moment. It seemed she knew only two ways to ease stress, thumb sucking and retail therapy, and it looked like she was going to pay dearly for both of them now. She’d often thought that the biggest problem with having a secret life was having no one to confide in. She couldn’t talk to her friend Gracie or her sister or even her Mom about this. She’d never told a soul, although when she was around 23 she’d considered telling the very sweet boy that she’d been dating at the time. She always referred to him as her “two-year man” when talking with friends, as theirs was the longest relationship she’d ever had. In the end however, she didn’t tell and continued to repress herself, in the same fashion, as the years went by. She had to get through this on her own and she had to keep her job. Kate spent the rest of the afternoon wondering if she’d be wearing diapers to work from then on, the initial fear giving way eventually to resignation and, perhaps, a little excitement. Finally, someone else knew about her favorite pastime. -- Kate found a spot right in front of the red brick townhouse, edging the car in much more carelessly than she normally would have. The nervous woman took several sips from the diet cola bottle in her car and then trudged up the little front steps. She rang the bell and looked at her surroundings. Five connected townhomes shared a stretch of nicely maintained flowerbeds. Two young women in yoga pants emerged from the unit at the far end, briskly walking to the blue sedan parked in front of Kate’s Toyota. At the sound of the door opening, Kate turned, surprised at the sight of a slightly shorter and nicely put together woman standing in the doorway. “Hi, you must be Katie, I’m April, come on in,” she said, directing the new arrival into the front sitting room. “Jennifer will be down in a minute.” As April sat on the flower print couch, Kate moved toward a comfortable looking accent chair. “No,” April quickly said. “Jen said to make sure you don’t sit down, you have to stand. She’ll be down soon, it won’t be long, Sweetie.” “Uh, okay,” Kate said, staring at the floor. While April looked through her phone, Kate nervously shifted her weight from one foot to the other. Through the corners of her eyes April studied the other woman. Kate was tall and toned, with shoulder length brown hair ringing an attractive enough face. April admired the simple gray skirt paired with the untucked light blue button down, although she thought the black flats on the woman’s feet seemed a little too sensible. After several long minutes, Kate could hear someone descending the stairs and looked up to see a beaming Jennifer looking down at her. “So, April, what do you think of my little baby girl” “She’s cute, if a little shy,” said April, smiling at Kate. Jennifer chuckled. “Yeah, she’s shy all the time now, used to be you couldn’t shut her up in those damn meetings.” Sitting down on the sofa next to Kate, Jennifer pointed to a spot in front of the long wooden coffee table. Kate shuffled over, not meeting either of the other two women’s eyes. “Get down on your knees Katie, like we practiced at the office,” Jennifer said wickedly. “Yes Ma’am” said Kate meekly, as she lowered herself to her knees and sat back on her heels. Collapsing on her side with laughter, April clasped her hands together. “Now Katie, tell April what you are,” Jennifer prompted. “I’m a little baby girl,” Kate said quietly. “Yes, you are. Yes, you are. And what do baby girl’s wear?” “Diapers,” Kate mumbled. “Tell April what you told me about how your diapers make you feel” Blushing deeply, Kate looked in April’s direction, their eyes meeting. “My Diapers make me feel helpless and small,” she replied meekly, causing both April and Jennifer to erupt in fits of laughter. Finally, stifling a giggle, Jennifer looked over at April, “See, I told you, she actually likes this.” “This is unbelievable,” April marveled. “OK, stand up Little Katie.” Jennifer ordered. “It’s time to show April your diaper.” Putting her left hand on the coffee table for support, Kate slowly stood up. Hands shaking, she unclasped and unzipped her skirt, exposing the thick white padding underneath. Bending slightly sat the waist, she slid it down her legs. “Put it over on the chair for now,” Jennifer commanded. “What do you have on under your top?” “A camisole and bra.” “Then take it off too.” Kate fumbled with the buttons, finally laying the blouse on top of the folded skirt. Jennifer stood up. “We’re going out to lunch, while we’re gone you’re going to do some cleaning for me”. Jennifer led the two women into the kitchen. “First do the dishes and start the washing machine, then mop the floor.” Kate nodded dutifully as she followed Jennifer down the small hallway to the laundry room. “When you’re done with the kitchen, come in here and go through my clothes. Do two loads, one for my gym stuff and another for my underwear, don’t leave my panties in the dryer to long. When you’re done take everything up to the bedroom and put them in the dresser, the tall white one. While you’re waiting for the machines to run, vacuum all the carpets”, Jennifer said, indicating the red stand-up vacuum cleaner in the corner. “I won’t be back until late, so lock up when you leave. Any questions?” “I don’t think so, Ma’am,” Kate replied softly. April was still smiling a few minutes later as she followed Jennifer out the front door. -- Driving to the Galleria, Jennifer slowed for a red light. “So, what do you think?” “I think she likes being put in her place, and you like putting her there.” April said thoughtfully, looking at the cars in the other lane. “You know, I kind of do. It’s just so easy to order her around. At work, I’ve got her doing all kinds of little things for me. I think the girls out front are starting to notice. When I had her run to Perks for coffee on Thursday, it really puzzled Mary. Especially when Katie asked Mary if she could bring her back anything.” April stretched her arms. “Who’s Mary?” “You know, she’s one of the secretaries, you’ve met her,” Jennifer said as she pulled into the parking lot. “Oh right, the blond girl,” remembered April. “How old is she again?” “Mary’s 22. When she came in my office the other day and saw Katie down on her knees putting some files away in the cabinet, she couldn’t seem to stop staring. Her diaper wasn’t showing, she was fully dressed of course, I wouldn’t do that, I’m not that reckless.” April starting giggling again. “And now you’ve got her running around your house in her little undies, mopping your floors.” Jennifer looked over at April. “Do you have any other suggestions? I’m just making this up as I go along.” -- Doing the dishes didn’t really take a lot of time. The mopping was kind of messy and Kate was glad that she’d been allowed to keep her flats on. After putting away the mop bucket, Kate went to the laundry room and obediently began sorting through Jennifer’s underthings and soiled workout clothes. A slight tingling in her abdomen kept her company as she finished her chores. She moved as quickly as possible to ensure that she would be gone prior to Jennifer and her companion returning.