Office Humiliation: an ABDL Story

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He lasted longer than the night before so I got to enjoy the taste of him. There was a mirror on the wall and I looked so good su-king him. Shhh. Come now... serve lunch," and I followed, her obedient maid. We entered the kitchen, and then I realized what I'd been wondering: how'd she get the dress polished so well? The answer practically preceded the question, because seated at the table were two of her best friends from our kink group, one in a white vinyl catsuit and the other in a transparent latex dress. Their outfits gleamed as they grinned at me. They'd seen me like this once or twice before, but that didn't stop the blush from intensifying, and it certainly did nothing to suppress my other natural physical reactions to all this shiny loveliness before me. He’d lost count of his days long ago, and after a meal sat in his crib awaiting the inevitable forceful mess that followed every one of his meals. "It'll be the chair again after that," Hero let out a heavy sigh. "I don't know how much more of this I can take." His body's frustration was becoming overwhelming and he felt like he was going crazy. *Psssshhhh* While sitting in his crib he looked down, realizing that he was already in the middle of flooded the pink padding. Making it all puffy with his pathetic piddling. Still, something about it this time was scintillating, the padding itself squishing around his sensitive pelvis. “It’th thure thquithy...” Hero lisped, pushing a hand against his padding, burying his chastity cage into the waterlogged diaper by applying naughty pressure with his hand. Riding that edge was very much Hero’s main distraction now. Ever since waking up on the second day, he'd become increasingly horny and it only seemed to be getting exponentially worse. He awoke each and every morning with a painfully erect penis and no way to reach it with his arms bound. Miss Sophia only aggravated the situation, flaunting her supple body around in skimpy revealing outfits while he went through his “punishments.” Nighties, lace underwear, leather dominatrix gear, skimpy maid outfits–whatever she figured would get Hero aroused combined with lots of bending over to show her rump or shaking her breasts at the increasingly desperate babyfied hero. She still might have an accident,” said Daisy. She pulled out a tampon for me to see. They both laughed as she inserted it into me.

I didn't look to see what else she had brought to the bed as Sandy pulled my shirt over my head and took off my shorts. Instinctively, my hands went down to stop her from pulling off my underwear. As Sandy pulled off my sweater I let myself pee into the diaper. She smiled knowingly at my diaper. Warmth spread to my butt and I thought about the plug still firmly in place. I couldn't move. She was twenty-seven and had been my babysitter a lot as I grew up. She was the one who dressed me in little girl clothes when I was little. As the poor boy started tumbling around in the air from the way he had been flustered, the two girls immediately went to work. With his arms and legs being rendered unable to do much, it was easy for Ochako to pull his boxers off him. That little wet piece of underwear was discarded alongside the rest of the clothes he had already removed, leaving him totally exposed.So about once a month, its her turn to host the Bravo watch party so her and about 5 or 6 of her friends show up and, of course, I’m supposed to have all the food and drinks ready. You wouldn’t think women would drink a lot after a gym class but its not long before they are all “feeling it.” Just what I would have expected from him, the little cum slut," cried Arlene by way of apology for the disgusting depravity of her husband.

To help me look like a teenage girl she put a small purple lace bra on me, which she stuffed with two rubber br.east with nipples. We finished my purple look with tights and a long sweater that went almost to my knees. They took me out of the playpen and finished with my hair. Since I already smelled I finished messing my diaper. I don't know how long it went on. It had to have been at least an hour, perhaps two or three; they didn't rush, and it's hard to tell time when you're in the trash. But, finally, the lid opened again, and there she stood.She and Jim had also been tired and we didn't play anymore that night. I woke up with my feet bound and weird mittens on my hands. With the mittens on I could not untie my ankles or remove the pacifier strapped to my mouth. Daddy probably has another bottle for you, but first it's mommy's turn to play with baby.” She climbed onto the bed and position herself over my face. She had no panties covering her pu-sy. “Now it's time to eat something.” She stood and walked over to me. “You're gay aren't you? The others don't think so, but I think you want to a girl like us.” Now, who enjoyed watching? She asked? Several girls said that was the most incredible thing they had ever seen. From her living room Sophia watched her sissy's actions carefully, curious as to where he’d go in discovering his squishy padding. “His sensitivity’s gotta be off the charts by now. I’ll bet it won’t take much to drive him over the edge.” She shook her head and went to prepare for the final show, pulling out her leather panties and corset. “If only he knew that cumming makes all of that permanent. Probably wouldn’t be in such a hurry.”