Starting the meeting

"As amusing as this is," Mr. Marshall said sternly, despite the chuckle in his voice, "can we please get this meeting started?"

Monica nodded as she led Lauren over to the table, the little woman completely mortified as the former took a seat in the last chair. Almost as if to answer the question before she asked it, Jennifer pulled Lauren over to her and sat her on her lap, humorously bouncing her up and down on her knee as the conference room giggled at the sight of Lauren's jiggling bug bites and stomach.

Lauren wanted to die at that moment.

"Thank you." Mr. Marshall said, "Now then, to begin with I would like to..."

"I gotta admit, I'm really impressed, Monica." Jennifer whispered to her coworker as she continued to bounce Lauren. "How on earth did you get Lauren to wear a diaper?"

"Well," Monica explained in a hushed voice, "Lauren's step-brother came by earlier and dropped her off a Happy Meal for lunch, which was incredibly nice of him. Did you know that Lauren had an incredibly hot and sexy step-brother?"

"So... I've heard..." Jennifer replied a little uneasy. If she had to agree with Lauren on one thing, it was that Darryl was a big perverted pig. Of course, if Jennifer had to provide evidence that women could be just as perverted as (if not possibly more than) men could, all she would have to do was point to Monica; the woman being known around the office for undressing any man around her age with eyes.

So, it kinda made sense.

"Anyway," Monica continued, "Lauren ended up getting sauce all over herself, so we had to clean her off and remove her clothes. Then she had to go to the bathroom, but she refused to use the -"

"NO!" Lauren screeched loudly, not wanting Monica to continue any longer. Unfortunately, this ended up getting the attention of the entire staff and Mr. Marshall who were looking at the nervous looking Lauren.

"Lauren," Mr. Marshall asked, "is there something that you'd like to share with the rest of us that is so important that you had to interrupt the meeting?"

"Uh..." Lauren began, blushing scarlet.

"She might not, but I do..." Monica said with an evil smirk at the woman who almost got her fired.

"Monica! Please! No!" Lauren whimpered.