the next 16 hours

The day mercifully ended. Charlotte's pussy and anus were sore, and her pussy was leaking down her inner thighs. She went back to her desk to find an email from her boss: Remove the devices, suck them clean, and leave them on your desk.

Charlotte looked up and saw the camera that kept tabs on her, and knew she had to do what she was told, so she removed the plugs from her sore pussy and anus, sucked each clean, and put them on her desk. She was disgusted and further defeated. She went to the ladies room and wiped her pussy and thighs and left.

She had relied on over the counter sleep aids to get to sleep, and the next day she showed up to work, was in the elevator, Grace fondled her tits, and Robert, a low life twerp from online sales felt up her ass.

She made it to her office and saw four boxes with a note on the one on the far left which read: You have to choose one item from each box to wear today.

Charlotte opened the first box and pulled at pleated mini skirt that was really a half-sized mini skirt that would not even cover her crotch if she was standing still and straight, little less bending over or walking.

Under that was a big, bulky fetish diaper

The next box had two pairs of footwear. A pair of red heels with ridiculously heel and platform toes.

and a pair of pony-girl fetish shoes.

The third box had two shirts barely big enough for her to squeeze into

In the last box were two hats.

A dunce cap:

and an adult sized fetish baby bonnet.

Charlotte sighed.