Jessica's Tough Break

“Here’s your change, miss. I hope you have a wonderful day!” Jessica said, handing a few bills back to the customer. As her customer walked away, she leaned over the counter and propped herself up with her arms, her feet sore from standing for so long. Taking a deep breath, she held it for a few seconds then let it out slowly as she felt her diaper grow warm. She’d always had a small bladder, which meant that she’d have to scurry off to go relieve herself every hour or so, hardly appropriate for someone working in retail. Her manager had noticed that she’d been taking more bathroom breaks than every other employee in the store and had spoken to her about it on numerous occasions. She couldn’t afford to lose this job, so she did the only thing she could think of.

Jessica had started wearing and using diapers at work.

It had started off as a little experiment to see if she could wear diapers at work discreetly, and for the first week, she had worn thin diapers, only able to hold two to three small wettings at the most. Even when fully soggy, it didn’t make that much of an imprint on her work pants, so she’d switched back to her thicker diapers, allowing her to work without having to worry about losing her job.

A month had passed without any incidents, and she’d changed every few hours even if her diaper wasn’t that soggy. Doing it in this manner kept her from leaking and kept her diaper hidden from her fellow employees and the customers that she served. There was an employee-only bathroom in the back that she used to change herself twice during her shift, and she always kept at least three diapers in her purse with a couple bags locked away in her trunk.

She finished off her water bottle, then threw it in the trash. The worst thing that could happen while diapered, aside from leaking, was letting her urine turn yellow. This always made her diapers smell, and she was always so good about concealing her diapers, and now, after months of wearing, her fetish for wearing and using diapers had turned into a need. Without having to worry about holding her bladder, it had shrunk to the size of an acorn, making it so that even if she tried to hold it, she wouldn’t be able to for more than a couple of seconds before it dribbled out of her. It had always been her naughtiest fantasy to depend on her diapers, and her need to wear diapers for work had caused her to physically need them. 

“So what do you wanna do for the weekend?” she asked her friend as she hopped up onto the counter. Her diaper was in desperate need for a change, but after coming to know that diaper’s limitations from several months of wearing it, she knew how much stress it could take while soaked. I’ll change it in a little bit… eh. I’ll just change at home... she thought with a small yawn as she swung her legs back and forth. 

“Why don’t we have a movie night tonight? We have lots of leftover wine from last week’s party, too!” Brooke said, leaning against the opposite counter. “Good thing we only have twenty minutes left on our shift.”

“Yeah, you can say that again!” Jessica spotted her manager walking towards them out of the corner of her eye, so as her heart skipped a beat, she pushed herself off the counter and started cleaning up her station, praying that he hadn’t seen her being lazy. “The boss is coming, look busy!” she hissed to her friend who promptly walked around the corner of an aisle.

“Hey, Jessica!” her manager said as he walked up. “Just wanted to swing by and say that you’ve improved a lot since we had our little talk a while ago. Keep up the good work and you might just become my new assistant manager!”

“Will do, sir!” she said with glee.

“Excellent. Hope you have a good night, okay? I’m doing my final rounds so we can close up early tonight, so you two can clock out in five minutes or so. See y’all on Monday!” he said, waving goodbye as he continued his circle around the store.

With the coast clear, Brooke walked back up to her friend. “Wanna just shut down and, uh… Is the counter you just sat on wet?” Brooke asked with a lifted eyebrow. “Cuz your butt is pretty damp.”

Jessica’s eyes went wide. “Oh, really? Is it?” she asked, turning around to face her friend. Her face burned as she blushed harder than she’d ever felt in her life; if she touched her face, she was certain that it could light a match.

Brooke pushed past her and patted the counter where she’d just sat, then sniffed her hand. “Girl, that’s not water, that smells like pee. Did you have an accident?” she asked with a giggle, playfully swatting her friend’s butt. Though instead of feeling skin, she heard the soft rustle of plastic and felt a warm, soggy diaper instead. “O-Oh! So that’s what’s been making our place smell!” she exclaimed. “Why are you wearing a diaper? Better yet, why are you using a diaper?”

Jessica grabbed Brooke’s arms and locked eyes with her. “Keep your voice down!” she hissed out in a panic. “And give me your sweater; I need it,” she said, tying her friend’s sweater around her waist, hiding her little accident.

“Fine, but if you want me to keep your little secret, I get to be your Mommy for the weekend; you’ll have to do whatever I tell you to. If you say no, then I’ll blab to our manager that you’re having fun with your little fetish here at work,” Brooke said with a smirk.

“Y-You can’t do that!”

“Oh? Do you have a doctor’s note saying you’re incontinent?” she pointedly asked. 

“N-No! Of course I don’t; you know that!”

“Then as far as management would see, it’s a fetish since it’s not a documented medical need,” she said. “Anyways, it’s time for us to clock out.” She held out her hand, then said, “Come on, I’ll walk you up to the front, little one.”

Jessica rolled her eyes, but she took her friend’s hand nonetheless, feeling like she had no choice. They clocked out at the front and hurried out into the parking lot to her car, and as she reached into her pocket for her keys, Brooke snatched them out of her hand and led her to the other side of the car.

“Uh-uh, princess. Little girls like you don’t get to drive; you’re not old enough,” Brooke said with a giggle. She opened the door for her and helped her sit down, then buckled her in.

“You can’t do this!” Jessica said, crossing her arms as she glared at her friend. “This is blackmail, you know!”

“Oh, hush. If you want to keep your job, you’re going to be my little girl for the weekend; maybe for the rest of the month if you keep being fussy!”