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Corporate Takeover Pt.4
🕑 Added 2020-07-12 13:46:00 +0000 UTC
"I will have to make a call to get the pram if you don't mind." The woman with the massive hair stated as she walked away from her freshly diapered babies. Jack and Kimi simply followed her with their eyes until she stopped at the phone on the desk.
"Not at all. I hope it's a cute stroller to go with your cute babies." The photographer gushed, trying to praise the woman's newly adopted adults, but the older woman seemed more focus on the phone and didn't even acknowledge the complement.
"Malene! I need you to bring the deluxe pram down to the conference room on the 30th floor!"
Both Jack and Kimi winced as their new "mother" barked orders into the phone. Even the photographer looked taken aback by the sudden change in tone from the business woman. The Corporate mommy tried not to grin as she gazed over at the photographer who looked like she was shaking for a moment until she composed herself.
"Umm, who's Malene?" Jaime asked.
"My secretary." The older woman clad in lavender replied before she put on her syrupy tone of voice. "Oh, I hope that wasn't too loud. She's a bit hard of hearing."
"I'm okay. That just caught me off guard is all." A blush quickly spread across the young woman's face.
"That's understandable. I've had Malene as my secretary for so long that it doesn't even seem like I talk to her any differently than how I'm talking to you." A smile followed the explanation as the older woman bent down and dug out two large, pink colored garments.
Kimi's eyes immediately locked onto the items that her captor had pulled from the diaper bag. They looked kind of like onesies, but they were made of a much thicker material and seemed to have some kind of rope dangling from the top of the shiny, mystery fabric. She tried to get her husband's attention, but he had resumed pawing at the front of his diaper. Kimi couldn't quite understand what his fixation was with the diaper. 'Maybe this is turning him on?' She thought, assuming her husband turned twin sister was horny as the older woman returned from the desk.
"Those look cute, but I've never seen anything like that before. What are those for?" The younger woman couldn't help but ask as she looked up from her camera.
"These are sleep sacks, designed and manufactured by my company."
"Sleep sacks?!" An alarmed voice came from the Photographer. "Why would you want to put your babies into one of those things?"
"I think you'll notice that I'm not exactly a modern mom." The woman in the purple business suit stated as she began to feed Jack's legs into what looked like a literal sack.
"What do you mean by that?" A curious, but concerned tone escaped from the young woman.
Jack was forced to listen to the old bitch prattle on while she started stuffing his wife into a pink colored sleep sack.
"Unlike you younger girls, I was taught a much more traditional style of mothering. I grew up in a house where Littles were seen and not heard."
Kimi tried to express her objections about being forced into the thick, latex covered bag, but the old woman had no interest in listening to her babyish gibberish. With a strong hand, she easily pushed the pacifier gag back into her mouth and fastened it with a twist, causing the bulb to inflate. Kimi kept mumbling and moaning around the bulb, which was forcing her jaw apart in a very painful manner, but her captor took no notice of her obvious discomfort as she finished pulling the draw string, sealing her into the pink latex sack.
"One day, when you have a Little of your own, I believe you'll understand that the best approach to childrearing is one filled with plenty of tough love and dominance. These two little things require plenty of it and it's universal when tending to Littles."
As the string was tugged, sealing Kimi into her own sleep sack, she realized that the latex lined sack severely limited her range of motion and prevented her from stretching her arms and legs out. In any other scenario, the kinky woman would have enjoyed this since custom made latex garments like this weren't cheap, but right now she was at the mercy of another person entirely; a person who seemed to be an absolute sociopath. The more she tried to test her bonds, the more tighter the sack became until she could barely move her limbs at all.
"I don't know about that. Littles shouldn't be restrained like this. It doesn't seem very humane."
The Corporate woman had to force a coughing fit to prevent herself from laughing. It never ceased to amuse her how stupid the younger generation was in regards to taking care of Littles. 'These bleeding heart types were so naive!'
"Are you okay?!" Jaime quickly put her camera down and rushed over to the CEO's side.
"I'm fine. I'm fine." The older woman replied in between hacks. "Sometimes the baby powder does that to me."
Kimi looked away from her wheezing captor and glanced over at her gagged husband and could see by the look on his face that he had worked himself into a similar predicament. They were both trapped and forced to lay there on the makeshift changing table, restrained in the mysterious latex that was growing tighter the more they moved around in it, while the world went on around them. When would they be allowed out of these insane bags? Could it be hours? Days? Weeks?! It was a maddening thought, both frightening and arousing to the poor woman who had simply wanted to enjoy a kinky, diaper filled day with her husband in the privacy of their house.
"But this proves my point, dear." The older woman declared, gesturing down at both Jack and Kimi. "Look at them. They're safe and sound. If they weren't restrained in their sleep sacks, they could've wriggled their way off the table and broken a limb or worse!"
"I suppose you're right. "Jaime couldn't help but agree.
"Madam President, your pram."
The two latex encased tiny adults and Jaime glanced over at the door to the conference room where a woman with an incredible bosom stood behind a massive pram. Jack and Kimi couldn't believe their eyes. It was like something out of their wildest dreams. It looked large enough to hold both of them. Such a stroller would've cost them a small fortune back home!
"Well, don't just stand there, Malene. Bring it over here!" The CEO barked, causing her gaudy, gold plated earrings to jiggle slightly.
Malene nodded and pushed the abnormally large carriage into the conference room until she reached the makeshift changing table.
"Will that be all, Madam President?" The woman named Malene asked.
"Yes, you're dismissed until I return from taking the babies around the block."
Jack found himself staring at the secretary's chest. He couldn't believe the size of the woman's breasts. It was astounding how large she was and it made the old woman's chest look flat by comparison!
"Now, let's get you two situated for your stroll." The business woman cooed as she scooped the ball shaped Jack off the table.
Jack was suddenly lifted up and lowered into the pram. As he was moved he felt the fire between his legs reignite as his body wriggled slightly. He realised that the irritating cream was also activated by heat which made sense due to how fast his latex lined prison was heating up. No matter how much he wanted to scratch and paw at his crotch he could barely even move his arms. There was no way to alleviate the burning sensation that radiated out from his new slit since the bag basically made him feel like he vacuum sealed into it and, to make matters worse, he was going to be taken outside like this!
"MMMPPPHH!" Jack shouted into his pacifier. He was forced to lay there on his back as the crazy corporate tycoon manipulated the sack and folded his legs underneath his bottom. This rendered his lower body even more immobile and seemed to irritate the skin between his legs. The giant woman then left his view and returned not more than five seconds later holding Kimi. Jack could see that Kimi was thoroughly enjoying this from the look on her face. She seemed positively content and, much to his annoyance, she wasn't gagged like he was. With virtually no effort on the giant's part, Kimi was lowered into the pram and ended up laying right next to him. Their combined weight on the pram's mattress quickly became apparent as they both sank into the center of the carriage and were forced to lay side by side.
"And just to make sure that you're both safe…"
Jack winced from behind his gag as the cruel woman pulled a strap out from the inside of the stroller and pulled it over his bulbous midsection, securing him and Kimi tightly to the middle of the basket. Once again, the business woman vanished only to reappear with a small blanket. It seemed small when compared to her enormous size, but when she draped it over Jack's body, he noticed that it was not only thick and heavy, but the damn thing was humongous.
If only he hadn't signed that form! He tried to wriggle and squirm his way out from underneath the strap, but even if he using all of strength, the strap barely budged. All it did was heat up his diaper and the rest if his body which only made his agony grow. He knew there wasn't any chance he could get out of the sleep sack, but his pride made him continue struggling until his new breasts were covered in sweat.
"Are my babies fussy? Do they need to spend the next few days in dirty diapers to remind them of their place?"
Kimi turned her head and shot her husband an annoyed expression. Despite the ridiculous pacifier covering all off her mouth, Jack knew what that look meant; you're pushing it!
With an awkward sigh into the big bulb in his mouth, Jack realized that there was no escape. Still, there was one last trick he could try! He tried to beg with his eyes, giving his captor the most pleading look he could muster, but she didn't care about his suffering. In fact, she smiled at him!
"Now that my babies are all snug and behaving properly… I think they're ready for their afternoon walk." The older woman cooed, ready to start their journey.
With a hard push, the wheels started rolling and Jack could see by the slowly changing ceiling that they were moving. The conference room soon turned into the hallway and then became the inside of the elevator.
"You were joking about making them spend the next few days in dirty diapers, right?" The photographer asked with an awkward smile.
"Not at all. Little babies like them need to be reminded of their place." The business replied in a no nonsense tone.
"I see." Jaime nervously ran her finger over the top of her expensive camera while trying to think of a way to change the topic.
"So, why does everyone call you 'Madam President' anyway? I thought you were the CEO of Schwarzer Stein."
"I made the executive decision to take on both positions after my second in command proved that she was unable to handle the demands of the job after that fiasco you may have read about on the news. She is now in a place that challenges her and keeps her from causing anyone any trouble." The CEO explained.
Jack decided to tune out their conversation when the naive photographer started asking about what the older woman meant. It seemed that both women were more than content to ignore them and yet talk about them all at the same time as his new mommy compared him and his wife to the former President of the Company. Aside from the very grime nature of the discussion, this must've been what actual babies endured day in and day out, Jack realized.
A dinging sound signalled their arrival on the ground floor as the elevator doors opened and they exited the elevator, entering a rather grandiose lobby with massive columns holding up a stunning vaulted ceiling. With a change in scenery came a change in the conversation. Kimi noted that the young professional opted to shift the discussion by talking about the architecture. She had been listening to every word spoken thus far while her husband sulked next to her and had been shocked to hear what had been done to the woman who once helped run the Corporation. Part of her felt guilty for feeling slightly aroused by the fate of a woman she had never met before.
Still, she could sense that the girl who had been taking her picture seemed much more at ease as the new discussion went on. This was obviously a much better, and less awkward, topic to discuss than talking about the potty training habits of the former president of the company.
Despite the magnificent architecture, Jack was pissed. He hated the view. He hated how the pram forced him to stare upwards. But most of all, he hated how he was stuck in this divot next to his wife, trapped in a glorified garbage bag, forced to look at his captor's big, dumb, plastic surgery altered face.
Jack could tell that this horrible woman was loving this. She seemed to be drinking in his anguish as she stared down at him. He could tell that she was loving how everyone looked at her and all the stupid comments she was recieving as she pushed him and Kimi through the lobby, but most of all, she was loving how much torture she had put him through. Jack could see it in her eyes. He knew a sadist when he saw one. He was just another one of her toys now.
The cool, artificial air, which had been circulating around the spacious lobby, was replaced by a sweltering heat as Jack and the women exited the building and made their way onto the street. Although, it looked like they were in the central business district of whatever crazy place fate had decided to fling his wife and himself into, the skyscrapers did little to keep things cool. Sure, they were blocking the sun's rays, but it must've been the middle of summer. Even Kimi seemed to be aggravated by the sudden change in temperature which was made evident by her squirming form bumping up against him.
"It's hot out here." The older woman frowned as she kept pushing the stroller.
"Yeah, it definitely wasn't this bad an hour ago." Jaime noted before adding, "maybe we can just go around the block and take a few pictures before we head back inside?"
"That works for me."
With the length of the outing decided, the two women kept walking until the younger of the two picked up the pace and stopped a few feet ahead.
"Don't worry, this shouldn't be as bright as earlier since we're outside!"
"It better not or I'll have triplets by the end of the day." The CEO muttered under her breath.
"Did you say something?" Jaime asked, cocking her head as the CEO kept pushing the stroller.
"I was just talking to the babies, dear."
"Okay, that's cool. Just look natural, keep walking with your babies. Focus on them and act like I'm not here." Jaime directed the older woman as she got into her zone.
The Corporate tactician turned mother stopped in place and smiled, ready for her picture to be taken.
"Not like that. Keep walking!" Jamie blurted out before instantly regretting it.
"Okay. You're the professional." The business woman replied.
Jaime watched as her subject started to push the large pink carriage forward while walking with her shoulders even with her knees, exhibiting perfect posture. It was an interesting look, one that exuded dominance and confidence, but it definitely didn't seem like she was enjoying the stroll. Most mothers seemed a bit more- motherly? Not this woman.
"That's good, but how about you smile and look down at your babies? Maybe try to look a bit more maternal."
Jaime instantly regretted saying that last sentence as the woman who was also known as the "Madam of Misery" came to a stop and shot her a scowl. Her painted on eyebrows were at an almost perfect diagonal as her lipstick covered lips picked up. Jaime could feel the woman's cold stare from behind her odd sunglasses.
She looked pissed.
"And what is that supposed to mean?" The upset CEO demanded. "Am I not the picture of motherhood?"
"Of course you are." Jaime agreed, fearing what was going to happen next. She may not have been quite as tall as this woman, but she suddenly felt so much shorter in her presence.
"Then what do you mean by-" A generic ringtone interrupted the woman's rant, forcing her to reach into her top breast pocket and fish out her cell phone.
"What is it, Malene?!" The older woman barked. "Don't you know I'm doing the photo shoot for Motherhood Today right now?!"
Jaime sighed, relieved that the woman's anger had been diverted away from her, but she couldn't help but feel bad for the woman's assistant. This photoshoot was going to be the first and last time Jaime had to ever deal with this bitch, but that Malene woman was her secretary. Jaime couldn't imagine anything worse than that until she recalled that weird conversation they had on the elevator.
"I have just been informed that there's going to be an emergency meeting back at the office."
The sound of the business woman's voice broke Jaime away from her thoughts.
"I see. So, should we reschedule this or-"
"No. I believe that you took enough photographs." The older woman replied. "I trust that you got my good side and it'll be a great little article. If not, I'll make sure that you'll be joining the twins. Do I make myself clear?"
Jaime felt the blood drain out of her face as she tried to find her voice. "Crystal clear."
"Good. Now come along, babies. Mommy has to go back to work."
The young woman watched as the woman turned around and pushed the stroller back towards her tower. In that moment, she truly knew why people feared and respected this woman.
To be Continued…
Comments
I think you're going to be happy with Chapter 7 and I'm glad to hear you're enjoying this story. It really is a lot different than what I normally write, but I love the Diaper Dimension and I've been told that I'm good at writing cruel stuff so I guess that works out perfectly for this story.
Guilend
The photographer should've been at least spanked and diapered for her behavior lol. I'm enjoying this a lot more then I thought I would.
