Mission - Success!

"...Great question Miss Armworth, regarding the software developed in Q2, I..." Alexa blinked, answering the question like it was second nature. Another fired, then another. A short water break gave her a second of ease, as she gulped down a full glass. An intern refilled her off camera water, and she went back to presenting and answering the frequent interruptions.

After nearly a hour, her bladder was pained, and Alexa felt her focus slipping. She knew, on some level, the reason was that alone. Her confidence was up, her spirit ready to explain what she knew, but her bladder was interfering. Making the connection, she felt her bladder begin to leak and then pour itself into the diaper as she answered another question, soaking the diaper. Whatever part of her recognized she had just pissed herself on a live stream of more then a hudnred business people put that into a memory hole, as did the idea that she willingly used it.

Standing behind the podium, Alexa neared the end of her presentation, having sold even herself the companies plans, and their R&D pitches. She concluded with a confident "Any more questions?"

The question produced it's own questions, and Alexa faltered a bit. Two hours. It had been two hours of on her feet, constant speaking, and her bowels felt just a bit pressured. After she had answered a question on software's future, biting her lip and coughing slightly, she attempted to cover up her filling her diaper. Nothing came out, and Alexa knew it wouldn't be as easy as just pushing and praying. Needing an excuse to squat down, she went back to a previous slide and pointed to the lowest point, squatting all the while. Mess filled her diaper, and Alexa knew she was back in the game as she fired off another response to a question.

Questions drew to a close as the front of Alexa's soggy and sagging diaper began to cool and turn gross. Thankful for the last question as the stream ended, Alexa stood behind the podium, staring at the CEO and board members. The man at the centre spoke first.

"Miss Johnson, a fine presentation, if I do say so myself. Please, we must discuss business. Take a long lunch, after a performance like that, I believe you warrant it. Come back in say, 2 hours." He looked around, his confident frame and demeanor swaying the board members to his side. "Right. 2 hours then."

Alexa thanked them, and headed out. A text made its way to Carol, letting her know she was ready for lunch. By the time Alexa had gotten out of the elevator and stood outside, Carol sent a message saying she'd be there in two. Her mom van pulled up to a parking spot, and Alexa tried her best not to display much of a waddle as she worked her way over. Hugging the happy Alexa, Carol sensed the positive vibes radiating from Alexa's face.

"How'd it go?" Carol asked.

"Great. Good. I felt like I didn't miss a single question." Alexa said, her confidence shifting lower as they approached the car. Looking around a bit, she leaned over to Carol. "I do need a change, though. Uhm, presentation jitters and all. Sorry, I couldn't get it earlier." Alexa said sheepishly, remembering Carol's complaint from yesterday.

"You're in trouble missy, next time, I expect you to stop that presentation the minute you use the bathroom." Carol said, doing her characteristic joking wag of the finger. "Let's get you changed in a spot a bit more discrete, I know you stress the little things."

Alexa smiled, letting herself get buckled into the booster seat with no incident. Her eyes got a good view of Carol's breasts in her crop top, and she enjoyed the slight jiggle. It wasn't perverted to stare at something she saw every car ride, right?

'More discrete' turned out to be a two minute drive into a hidden area of the parking lot, and a good angle to allow only Carol to see into the car. Alexa contemplated asking not to be changed in the corporations parking lot, but appreciated Carol's nice words and hopped into the back with no protest. The change was easy enough, and Alexa shivered as a breeze combined with the cream made her bottom feel like it had icicles. Carol giggled at her shivers, but stopped when some loud footsteps came near the car.

"Miss, I'm sorry, but this is a no parking zone." An older man's voice said. It was Ronnie. Alexa could tell after a few words, that's how deep the experience from that morning had gotten into her.

"Oh, I'm so sorry sir. Might I finish changing my daughter, then I'll head out?" Carol said, placing Alexa's diaper down to turn towards the man.

"Certainly. Apologies for the interruption there Miss. Heavens knows my wife would throw me out if I stopped a mom from changing a diaper." Ronnie replied, going on his merry way. His eyes checked Carol out, but he paid no attention to the kid being changed, hidden as she was by her mother.

Alexa told Carol what had happened as they drove to lunch. A laugh followed, and Carol brought it up as they sat in a nearby Spanish restaurant.

"You're sure it was him?" Alexa confirmed. "God. Well at least he couldn't see much. I was standing between you two, and he was checking me out like a creepo." Carol said, rolling her eyes.

Their food came, and Alexa dug, all the stress of the day having gotten to her. She knew it wasn't over yet, but at least what she controlled was. Eventually, they headed out, and Alexa found herself back in the conference room, ready to receive the news.