Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
My Boss is a huge asshole. Selfish and inconsiderate, it’s always all about him. As if the world revolves around him or something. I have to smile and nod as he talks down to me constantly. Well, not anymore! A box came from him today, and it was partially ripped open. I noticed as I was walking it to his office that inside were… Diapers?
He sat at his desk, smug as ever, when I pushed through the door and dropped the box hard at my feet. So hard that the diapers inside jumped out and spread across the floor. “Kayla! What do you think you’re doing?” He stood up; he’s tall and normally imposing but not today.
“Just bringing a baby his diapers.”
Big, Bad Boss Man Wears Diapers
His big, dumb face paled when he saw what had spilled from the box I tipped. “Ah, um, those aren’t mine.” He fumbled, and I cackled in his face. Bending to pick up an adult-sized diaper, I waved it as I walked up to him and then used it to slap him in the chest.
“The box has your name on it, BABY! Are you wearing a diaper night now? Do you need a change?” I think I could see him sweating. He started to talk again, but I cut him off. “Awe, you sound fussy! Is the big baby hungry?” His eyes nearly sprung from his head when I scooped up my tits and jiggled them. “Is that what you can’t help but stare at my tits like a baby being weaned from his Mother’s tits?”
“Um, ah. No. I don’t stare.”
“You do.” I walk forward, and he stumbled back. My hand flew out, and I grabbed his crotch just as I suspected… padded!
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357