“On the floor.” She commanded. Her voice was almost as stern as Charles’.
“But this is the women’s restroom!” I pleaded. “What if someone comes in??”
“Then you better hope your wittle baby dick isn’t out when they do. Lucky for you, not very many women work here. Now…” she snapped her fingers and pointed down. “Pants off and get on the floor, wittle baby!”
I realized I was just wasting time by arguing. So I unfastened my belt and pulled my slacks down. Leaving only my panties with a very wet diaper underneath.
I climbed down onto the floor and laid on my back.
“Na uh! On your tummy, little one!” She said.
“But…how are you gonna change my diaper if i’m facedown?” I asked, befuddled.
She giggled. “Oh i’m not gonna change it yet! First I want you to do what you always do when you come into these restrooms. I want you to make a #3!!”
It took me a while to figure out what she meant. But when I finally realized she intended for me to masturbate, I was still confused. “Okay…well how am I supposed to do that facedown?”
She patted my face like I was a silly child. Then cooed “awww!! You know….” then she mimicked a humping motion.
I blushed. Everything about this was humiliating. But I wanted this all to be over with. So I turned over on my stomach onto the cold bathroom floor.
“I suggest you hurry…” she said, “someone could come in any minute!”
I sighed. Knowing she was right. I allowed the weight in my waist to press into floor. Forcing the cold, soggy diaper into my crotch. It felt disgusting. I took one last glance over at her kneeling next to me. Smiling. Then closed my eyes and tried to concentrate.
The cold tile mixed with my cold diaper made my penis shriveled inside. But a little wiggling (and crinkling) got it in a position where I was able to get at least a little sensation. The plug in my butt making me feel full. I cringed at the crinkling sound as I began rubbing the soggy diaper against the floor.
“I want to hear you moan.” Stephanie said. “Come on baby gurl! Let me hear you!”
I was trying to forget she was there but her constant encouragement made it blatantly obvious that I was humping a pissy diaper on the floor of a restroom in front of a beautiful woman, moaning like a pathetic pansy.
“Suck your thumb, wittle baby! Pretend it’s Charles’ cock you’re sucking on!” She giggled.
I did, and to my dismay my cock finally started hardening, but it did make it easier to get sensation. I wiggled it back and forth, side to side. Crinkling like crazy.
“Tell me when you’re cumming, loser!!” She ordered.
My cock was swelling, my balls pulsing, my butthole puckering and clenching painfully around the plug. “I’m cumming Mommy!! Aghh! I’m cumming!!”
I convulsed on the floor, moaning and whimpering, as my warm sticky goo filled my diaper. I collapsed on the tile. Breathing heavily.
When I finally opened my eyes I looked up to see Stephanie had her phone out. Videoing.
“Awww!! Did the wittle baby make a goo goo in her diapy?!” She cooed, camera still rolling.
My face flushed. “Turn that off!” I squeaked pathetically.
“Don’t!” She said, dodging my feeble attempt to grasp her phone. “Disobey me and I send this to everyone in the office! Do I make myself clear?”
I wanted to cry from humiliation. I sniffled and nodded.
“Good. Now use your baby voice to tell me what you just did, and beg me for a change!” She said, aiming the camera directly at me.
I wiped a tear from my eye and squinted into the camera. “I…i made a goo goo in my diapy….will you please change m-my pissy…sticky…diapy Mommy?”
She laughed and stopped the recording. “Alright. On your back, pansy!”
I lay back in shame as she maneuvered between my legs.
“Does your wife know?” She asked as she pulled the panties down.
“Know what?” I asked as she undid the tabs of the diaper.
“That you’ve been wearing her panties the last two weeks. That you’ve been sucking your Boss’ dick and are his little plaything.” She said as if it were obvious.
“No…at least…i don’t think so…” I said meekly.
“Well she obviously can’t be very satisfied with this…” she teased, nodding at my sticky dick that had shrunken to less than an inch long when she opened the diaper.
I wanted to argue. To say she seems happy with my dick. That she tells me size doesn’t matter. But I don’t even believe it myself.
“No girl likes a guy to be this small” she said. As if reading my mind. “Deep down she wants someone to fuck her. Hard. With a BIG dick. Does it bother you that you’ll never be able to give her that?”
I didn’t know what to say. So I just laid there while she wiped me down with a baby wipe. I couldn’t even appreciate this beautiful woman touching my dick, if only to clean my wet, sticky messes off of it.
When she was done, I expected her to just pull my panties back up. But instead she pulled out another diaper.
“What are you doing?” I asked, flabbergasted. “It’s almost 5 o’clock. I’ll be going home soon.”
“And you’ll be going home in a diaper.” She said matter-of-factly.
“B-but my wife…” I babbled feebly.
“I think it’s time your wife knew what a sissy baby loser you are.” She said, laying the diaper down. “Raise up.”
I contemplated how and if I could possibly explain all of this to Amy as Stephanie powdered me frivolously.
Once I was taped up and had my clothes back on. Stephanie gave me two diapers “for your wife to change you at home” that I stuffed inside my shirt.
When we exited the bathroom together, Dave from IT was just outside on his way to the men’s room. He stopped, looked back at both of us inquisitively. Then hurried into the men’s room.
*****
My commute home was actually made a little better by the diaper. I didn’t have to hold my piss. Just let it fill the diaper while I thought about ways to break it to Amy.
When I walked through the door. She was upstairs, probably on the Peloton.
I seized the opportunity to rush to the bathroom, rip off the lingerie and diaper, hide the other ones under the sink, and head to the bedroom.
“Hey.” Amy said. She was already on the bed waiting for me in a sexy piece of lingerie, not unlike the set I wore today for Charles. We have similar taste. “I’m still ovulating.” She winked.
Thus was another night of her attempting to get my dick that had already came twice that day (once from being fucked in the ass) to get hard. Trying to explain that the baby powder on my cock was due to chafing. And finally working my semi-limp noodle inside of her just for me to cum faster than her.
“No, i’m not disappointed.” Amy said after it was over. Even though her voice was dripping with it. “As long as you give me a baby i’ll be fine.”
I fell asleep thinking about the irony of those words.