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Lawyer Dummy: Chapter 3
🕑 Added 2022-08-26 17:20:37 +0000 UTCDISCLAIMER: This story contains diaper usage, diaper inflation, WAM, bondage, humiliation, and other ABDL themes. This is a sequel to Test Dummy and Clown Dummy, and while you do not need to read the first two to understand this story, I highly recommend checking them out! Links are in the description! I hope you enjoy!
Commissioned By: Binkybaby1992
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For as lively and colorful as working at CrissBaby Diaper Company was, it was quite creepy when most of the light had been powered down and most of the people working there had gone home. It was almost 8 pm and Charles was still trying to sort through everything he needed to get done. Sadly, he’d hit another dead in on the paperwork he’d collected, sending him back down to the testing facility’s records room. “If I get ax murdered down here, I’m suing from the grave,” he said to himself as he nervously walked through the heavily shadowed hallways.
Thankfully, with this being his third trip of the night, Charles had the layout of the facility down to a science. Tina was right, it was needlessly confusing to get around, but it was also easy to learn. As he entered the storage area, he pondered to himself if he should get his helper from earlier today a small gift or something as a token of gratitude.
Charles strolled casually toward the back of storage where the locked cage with all the filing cabinets was kept, keeping his eyes trained on the floor so as not to look at the alluring pink playsuit. He swore that every time he saw the thing, it broke down his defenses to try it on more and more. At the same time, though, he was too nervous even to put on one of the complimentary diapers that were kept in the office. He wasn’t sure his heart was ready for something like that.
Pushing the suit out of his mind as much as he could, Charles unlocked the cage and got back to work. If he wanted to go home in the next hour, he’d have to work double time. As he thumbed across the multitude of manila folders, he finally came across exactly what he was looking for. “Here we go,” he said as he looked down at the testing notes from the Super Absorber XXX. Crouched down in a squatting position next to the filing cabinet, he opened up the file and began to read about all the outrageous and seemingly dream-like scenarios that poor Rocky had gone through in the final testing phase. As he read on, all he could think about was how much he would’ve loved to represent Rocky in court for what would’ve been a slam dunk case of misconduct.
That’s when Charles came across the section of the report on Tina, discovering that she’d placed a heavy hand on the scale in regard to Rocky’s torment. As he read on about her actions on that fateful day, he found it hard to believe that she would do something so devious as tampering with the testing equipment. The report did go on to suggest that both Rocky and Tina’s actions were manipulated by the aphrodisiac scent that had been infused with the tested diaper, which he supposed was the reason the scent was greatly reduced before going to market. So, at the very least, Tina’s mischief was justified, if only slightly.
As fascinating as the file on the Super Absorber was, Charles was more interested in the financial report that had been written up. Between this and the dozens of other reports he’d gone through, It appeared to him that Mark had been quite the chef, cooking up books to stash funding for side projects. “Looks like Ned was right,” he muttered to himself as he tucked the folder under his arm and shuttered the filing cabinet.
Standing back up and exiting the cage, Charles was too deep in thought to pay attention to where his eyes were wandering. This led his gaze to fall squarely upon the playsuit that called to him like a siren’s song. Adding on that reading Rocky’s ordeal had inadvertently turned him on only made it even harder to resist.
“Okay, I’ll touch it, but only once,” Charles told himself as he cautiously approached the bulky playsuit. He knew he’d never get it out of his mind unless he indulged a little bit. As his hand made contact with the suit’s PVC surface, the tent in his pants extended outward. How on Earth did the people who worked here resist playing with all of these horny devices?!
Biting his lip, Charles craned his neck back, looking toward the door to the storage area that he’d propped open when he first entered. He couldn’t hear anything beyond his slightly heavy breathing. He was truly alone in this facility. Steading his nerves, he turned back to the playsuit, picking it up and letting it unravel as he held it by the shoulders.
The playsuit was very heavy, which came as no surprise given the thick waddle spreader that had been sewn onto the suit’s lower half. Its plastic outer service glistened against the fluorescent lights that shined down from above. Charles blushed as he pictured himself wearing it, causing his heart to beat rapidly. He only held the suit for a few seconds before he realized the mistake he had made. There was no way he could resist trying it on now.
Throwing caution to the wind, Charles rushed over to the storage area’s entrance and pushed the door shut, locking it from the inside on the off chance a security guard came wandering by. He then moved quickly to the selves that housed an unfathomable multitude of plain diapers that had never made it beyond their beta tests. If he was going to do this, he couldn’t risk dribbling pre-cum onto the suit without any way of washing it properly.
In no time at all, Charles had his white button-up and business trousers off and was dutifully diapering himself up. With no powder or lotion in sight, he decided it would be okay to go without since he’d only be wearing the suit and the diaper for a little while anyway. He did, however, manage to snatch one of Mark’s prototypes for the Super Absorber XXX, which he knew housed a vibrator inside of it. It was an early design, so the tapes didn’t sit very well and there was no aphrodisiac as far as he could smell. But the idea that if he wet himself, the vibrator would activate only added to his current sex drive, even if the outdated hardware no longer worked.
Now that he had padded up, it was time for Charles to put on the blushiest outfit he’d ever laid his eyes upon. His butt crinkled with every step as he waddled his way over to where he had left the playsuit. He pressed down on the front of his diaper, smushing his hardened cock within the diaper’s cozy confines. Taking hold of the pink playsuit, he hugged the PVC masterpiece in his arms, allowing his padded pelvis to press against the bulk of the waddle spreader. A soft moan escaped his lips.
Sliding his legs through the tightly-cushioned leg holes, Charles could already feel his heart rate rising to intense extremes. He felt slightly light-headed, overcome with lust. Pulling the waddle spreader up between his legs, he was forced to widen his stance to accommodate the immensely bulky padding. It was almost unreal how thick the whole thing felt. He doubted he’d be able to squeeze his feet together, much less his knees or thighs.
Lifting the upper half of the outfit toward his chest, Charles tugged the snug-fitting suit across each of his arms. The fit wasn’t perfect as it was obviously built for someone far shorter and skinnier than he was. For a moment, he was worried he’d be too big to put the playsuit on completely. However, he was pleasantly surprised by how stretchy the PVC fabric was. “Perhaps it’s a one-size-fits-all kind of outfit,” he pondered as he reached back and zipped up the suit, completing his new ensemble.
Looking down at himself, Charles felt as though he was dreaming. The playsuit was heavenly. He ran his fingertips across the taut fabric that spread across his tummy. The feeling was so orgasmic that his free hand shot up to his mouth as he melted in place. His only regret at this moment was not having a mirror to parade himself in front of.
With a horny smile painted onto his face, Charles’ hands shifted southward, curling themselves around the front of the massive, plushy balloon that was strapped to his waist. He mooshed down on it with as much strength as he could muster, and even if he didn’t feel much from the copious number of layers, what he could feel nearly caused him to explode right then and there.
Charles couldn’t let himself lose control so soon though. Toddling around the storage area, he searched high and low for the perfect place to mount himself for the best humpies session of his life. He found a few viable candidates but nothing was quite what he was looking for. That was until he came across a large hobby horse that looked to be the perfect size for him. The horse was painted a soft sky blue with pastel yellow and pink accents, which only added to how adorably childish the rocking horse looked.
Climbing onto the hobby horse took an extra amount of effort given how much the playsuit restricted his mobility, but Charles would not be deterred. Creating a make-shift staircase out of nearby boxes and crates, he managed to mount the unstable, wooden horse, rocking back and forth mercilessly as he attempted to level himself out. It took a few tries but he was eventually able to shimmy his well-padded butt onto the horse properly, allowing him to grab both of the hobby horse’s handlebars in triumph.
Adding to the difficulty of performing all of these tasks was his neverending arousal. It wasn’t his fault that the outfit was constantly reminding him that he was wearing it. Whether it was the slight restriction of his movements caused by the smothering PVC or the bean bag-sized padding stuffed between his legs, there was never a moment of rest for his sex drive. However, now that he was in the perfect humping position, there was no reason to hold himself back.
The squeaky PVC suit was more than audible as the wooden horse bobbed back. Charles’ tongue slipped out of his mouth as he began to pant like a dog. He hadn’t even attempted to wet the diaper yet and he already felt as though he could climax. His toes curled and pointed down, unable to touch the ground with how tall the hobby horse was. Was he really going to cum this easily? Biting his lip, his head lurched upward as he bellowed out a naughty moan.
*SNAP!*
All of a sudden, Charles’ snapped out of his erotic stupor thanks to the sound of a phone camera going off. He whipped his head toward the source of the fateful noise, turning pale as a ghost.
With an evil smirk, Tina stepped out of the shadows, eying Charles’ new look up and down. “Ya know, I was just about to give up and head home. But I had a pretty good feeling you couldn’t resist trying that adorable outfit on, and there was no way I was going to miss that for the world,” she said, her poisonous words cutting Charles deep.
Adding fuel to the infantile pyre that he was stationed atop, Charles had hit the point of no return just as Tina had entered the picture, meaning there was no stopping what was about to happen. His eyes rolled back and his lips quivered as he ejaculated, turning the once pristine padding into a gooey mess.
Charles had only worked at the CrissBaby Diaper Company for one day, and he could already tell that he was going to have a tough time talking his way out of this impossibly sticky situation.
TO BE CONTINUED…
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