She “chooses” diapers

“I…” Lauren whimpered.

Jennifer gave Lauren a look. “Well? What is it going to be?”

“I choose…” Lauren whimpered, on the brink of tears.

Jennifer mouthed the word diaper as Lauren’s eyes darted over. Lauren gulped and mumbled. “Diapers.”

The room was silent. “Sorry, I didn’t hear you,” Jennifer said. “Speak up so that everyone can hear your decision.”

Lauren whimpered as she looked at Jennifer an evil grin on her face. “I choose d-diapers,” Lauren said.

Jennifer smirked. “Are you sure? You don’t even want to try anything else?”

Lauren shook her head, staring at the ground. “I…I’m sure.”

“Excellent,” Jennifer said.

Jennifer walked over to a closet and opened the door letting it swing open as she pulled a handle.

Lauren’s jaw hit the floor. Her stomach sank. It wasn’t a closet…. It was a built in changing table in the middle of the office where everyone could see. It had space underneath that was packed with stacks of diapers each folded into little squares. Against the wall were the supplies; baby wipes, baby powder, all of it…

“W-when did that…” Lauren gulped.

“What do you mean?” Jennifer said. “This was installed when the building was made. I know you have never believed in mothers needing to bring their babies to work, but everyone knows that the founder of this company was a single mother. Now, Lauren. Lie down on the changing table like a good little girl.”