new clothes

"I'll get you some fresh clothes," said Cheryl, doing her best not to laugh.

"Thank you! You're a lifesaver!"

Cheryl left.

Christine sat naked below the waist at her desk and tried to concentrate on her work. The time crept by, but Cheryl returned with a large paper bag with handles. "I hope these fit."

Cheryl pulled out a pair of bulky adult diapers and handed them to Christine.

"Diapers?"

"Well, yeah, we don't want another accident. Better than nothing."

Christine felt humiliated, but put them on.

Cheryl then took out a pair of cheap, polyester stretch pants. "I got these from the discount store," she said. "You didn't give me any money."

Christine looked at the discount store slacks. They were something a wage **** female janitorial worker would wear, or so she thought. She pulled them on. They fit just as tight as the pants she wet, and when she looked down, it was obvious she had on a bulky diaper underneath. She moved around, and could heaer the fabric and plastic of the diaper scrunching as she moved.

Cheryl stood there with her jaws clamped so she would not break out in laughter. "Call me if you need anything else."