Brady gathered her papers as she left the meeting, waddling as she felt the awkward (yet still comfortably warm) puddle absorbed into her garment. She made her way back to her office as she placed her papers into their respective files to be save or another day. She pressed the button on her buzzer.
"Maggie, I'll be needing you in here with a fresh diaper."
She waited patiently for her assistant as she unzipped her skirt, exposed the rest of her swollen, yellow-stained diaper, letting the skirt drop to the floor. Soon enough, Maggie came in with a freshly-stocked, company-grade diaper-bag. She did not say anything, as her mouth was still occupied by her beloved pacifier, as she laid down a changing mat.
Brady lifted her shirt only slightly, so that it would not get in the way, as she laid down on the mat. Her assistant job, wiping her, powdered her and taped her back up. As Brady strapped her business skirt back onto her waist, Maggie threw away the used diaper and wipes and folded the mat, watching her boss.
"Thank you Maggie. You can go."
When Brady turned around, she found Maggie standing right by her. The post-pubescent baby-girl smiled under her pacifier, and as soon as she took the pacifier off, she lunged at Brady, connecting their lips.
Brady was completely dumbfounded at what was happening. She felt her young assistant's tongue in her mouth. She was wet again, but not like in the usual way.
Maggie separated the kiss, giving her a wink and a smile as she put her pacifier back into her mouth. Before Brady could gather her thoughts together, Maggie skipped back to her desk outside like a five-year old, Brady noticing her diapered butt more than usual.
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