Author: jnrck

Today is a busy day for my wife and me. In the afternoon there will be quite an important meeting and we are both attending. My wife, Jill, is going to present the first draft of the new corporate identity for the manufacturing company that we work for. Jill is an AD in the marketing department and she is taking care of her superior's responsibilities while he is on his vacation. By the way, my name is Richard Smith and I'm attending to the meeting as the head of the technical department. We have busy times ahead us as our department has to provide support for redesigning the various web sites and online shops of the company.

The company manufactures, markets and sells incontinence supplies, including protective undergarments and clothing for customers and hospitals. In other words, we provide diapers, plastic and rubber pants, catheters, and lot of other stuff for people that need or want to wear diapers. We are fully aware of adult baby market and we have a whole lot to offer for big babies. In fact, the company was found by an AB and all the employees are either always been loving diapers or they have been indoctrinated to do so during training.

I have decided to play a trick against my lovely wife. I love pooping in my diapers and then waddling around with full bottom. Jill tries to avoid messing as she thinks that the sensation is not worth the trouble of cleaning. Sometimes we have messed our diapers together and I have been in the seventh heaven. It has been over three months from the last time; we had a nice picnic in rubber catsuits and extremely full diapers. Today is a perfect day for renew that experience and do it in the front of our board of directors.

As preparations for proper messing, our chef had added a lot of fibre to the yesterday's meals and the same ordeal continues in the breakfast. I have been in touch with our pharmaceutical product development group to get suitable ingredients to make sure that Jill is going to have a nice accident in the meeting, not before and not after. The idea is very simple. The high-fibre meals have been laced with a suppressive agent that will effectively create a lock to the bowel and nothing will come out before the effect vanishes or the lock is opened with a suitable key.

The chef has prepared a lunch box, too. The mayonnaise in the sandwiches has the ingredient that acts as the key. It will open the locked bowel in an hour or so. As the meeting starts early afternoon, I just have to make sure that we eat lunch just before it and Jill will helplessly fill her nappies during her presentation which is scheduled first and will take approximately 45 minutes.

This scheme may sound rude to some of my audience, but rest assured that Jill will love it. She is a bit on the submissive side and likes safe humiliations. The board understands these spontaneous acts of babyness. They have all, of course, securely diapered and most of them love to see beautiful young lady messing her pants.

I will have the same treatment but with milder doses. In this way I'm able to have some control over my bowels and I can expel them to the waiting diaper after Jill has messed hers.

After breakfast we go to the nursery to dress up for the day. The company nurse is waiting for us with a diaper in hand. She is dressed to the traditional nurse's uniform, made completely of shiny latex. She has a heavy-duty white rubber apron and latex gloves on to protect the outfit and her hands from our bodily fluids.

I climb to the changing table and she removes my sodden plastic pants and diapers. She ignores my hard-on, as usual. My private parts are cleaned thoroughly and enclosed into thirsty diapers. I have selected thin diapers for both of us. They look like normal daytime diapers but they will expand to allow heavy messing without leaks. Jill probably won't notice any difference. The diapers are covered with light blue latex panties that have tight elastic bands to keep everything inside. I jump off and Jill climbs on the table. She gets the same treatment except the latex panties are bright pink.

We don't usually wear latex to work, as it can be uncomfortable for longer periods. But today we'll make an exception to celebrate the new identity. I have selected a pewter suit, white shirt and red tie, complete with black business-like shoes. The trousers are quite tight over my lightly padded rear, but I manage to get them on without too much struggling.

Jill has selected see-thru latex stockings with red back seam, pink top, tight dark red pinstripe skirt and matching jacket. She has some difficulties to close the zipper of the skirt, but together we manage to get it closed. The red high-heeled shoes and matching bag complete the outfit.

The company chauffeur is waiting at the door. He makes compliments to Jill about the outfit while holding the door open for her. We drive through the small company village to our headquarters. We usually walk, but latex and walking is a bad combination on sunny days. It makes you all sweaty and direct sunshine may ruin the garments.

In the lobby we exchange a kiss and then continue to our departments. I'm carrying the lunch box to make sure that Jill does not open the bowel lock too soon. She has a bad habit of nibbling food and today I can't allow that to happen. The first half of the day is uneventful, I go through my usual tasks, write a ton of e-mails and attend to one meeting in which I wet my diapers.

I meet Jill in the cafeteria area. She has brought a water bottle and couple of glasses. We start to eat and chat about the forthcoming meeting and her presentation. Jill is a bit nervous; she has not even wet her diaper due to the excitement. I recommend doing it here in the cafeteria, before the pressure gets uncomfortable. She obeys like a good girl she is. Unfortunately I can't hear the hissing sound, as the place is too noisy. I can see the marks of relief on her face and she starts to smile wickedly. I know that she would like me to rub her moist diaper. I have the urge, too. Unfortunately we are in public.

I toss the lunchbox and we go directly to the board meeting room. Jill has already set up her laptop with the projector and the old company logo is shown on the screen. I haven't seen the new logo, so I'm quite curious. But Jill does not want to spoil the surprise and I don't get to see any sneak peeks.

The meeting room starts to fill with people. All of them are diapered, some heavily and some lightly. The light diapering or using pull-up pants tells that those people have been in a meeting with folks outside the company. We try to keep our little secret; it helps that we are located in a secluded place and we own pretty much everything here. Of course, there are some rumours floating out there, but we can tolerate them as long as nothing is printed in newspapers or published in websites.

The presentation starts with a short introduction by the founder of the company and the chairman of the board, Dr. Alex Osborn. He is an elegant man even in rompers and bulging diaper that is obviously wet. Then it is Jill's turn.

All male eyes are following her swinging latex bottom as she walks to the front of the people. She looks very calm and professional, but I can see that she is in mild distress already. I can feel the chemicals working down my bowels. The urge grows every minute.

Jill goes through the current corporate brand with its strengths and weaknesses, as well as the market situation followed by a short competitor brand analysis. Then she moves onto the draft of the corporate brand, followed by the new consumer and institutional branding policies.

The new logo looks fabulous for me. Some board members are not convinced, but for me it seems that majority of them are in favour of the new branding. While the presentation goes on, the urge grows inside me and Jill has had a concentrated expression on her face for the last ten minutes. I know that time is near and we are in the middle of the presentation. Jill is probably hoping to cope through the whole presentation, excuse herself on the break and visit toilet to avoid the mess. I'm sure that it won't happen. Jill is doomed to mess her diaper. I will have the same fate.

She tries to keep her posture and continue smiling, but I can see that it is harder and harder every minute. She takes short gasps in between sentences and fidgets a little bit. I'm moving my ass all the time, too. Most of the people are staring to the screen and not to the presenter, but at least Alex and one woman from sales department have found out that something is going to happen to our lovely presenter.

My stomach is cramping and I have to be vigilant not to mess myself before Jill. She manages to explain the new layout of the corporate website and go through the changes in the online shops, but then she stops abruptly talking, gasps for air and takes a few short steps. She ends up sideways, staring to the door. Everybody is looking at her now. Some are astonished, but more and more people are smiling when they understand what is going to happen.

Jill pants audible a few times and then the flow begins. Her pained expression is melting away while she is vigorously pumping her bowel empty. The room is silent, except Jill's deep breathing and noises caused by latex panties expanding against the tightness of her skirt. She is most probably peeing, too. Everybody can see her diaper getting fuller and fuller, as the latex skirt does not hide anything.

I enjoy the view; my dick has a raging hard-on in its tight diaper and latex enclosure. Jill's cramps subside and she is able to breathe almost normally. She turns to look at me. I stand up in order to get some more water from the side table. I had planned to mess while walking, as it is much easier than doing it when sitting. Unfortunately everything does not go as planned. As soon as I'm standing, a cramp hits me with full force. I end up leaning to the table and grunting while my bowels explode with a hot spasm to my diapers. The mess comes in two big lumps followed by a slower stream of hot poop. My erection fades away and I began to wet heavily, too.

People start to applause while I'm still messing and wetting. Jill is looking at me and trying not to laugh. The applauses end when I'm done. Instead of fetching the water pitcher, I sit down. My erection is fully restored when the hot mess circles around my balls.

Jill is able to continue the presentation, going through the differences between new and old branding policy. Some questions are asked at the end, but it seems that the new brands will be accepted. The board is going to make the actual decision after the meeting. Jill walks slowly to her seat and she is very cautious when sitting down. She is afraid of messy leaks, as she does not know that her diapers have very good leak barriers. Everybody is gazing her as hypnotised. The spell ends when she sits down.

The head of finances gives the second presentation and we learn among other things that changing corporate identity has a hefty price tag. The third presentation is the last one, and it discusses about the practical issues of the new brand, the timetables and such. Three slides prepared by me are presented as well. I'm happy to found out that these two presentations are shorter than Jill's. I'm horny as hell and would like to go home with Jill to have frantic sex.

After the presentations we have short discussion and then everybody except the board are free to go. Jill and I are already walking in the corridor, when Alex asks us to stop. I'm thinking that did we go too far? Are we facing some corrective measurements? Fortunately Alex is smiling and shakes hand with us, congratulating us for the nice show.

As we continue walking, I ask Jill if she would like to go home with me right now to have sex in our dungeon. She stops, grabs my full bottom and kisses me deeply before saying yes. As we walk through the cafeteria to fetch my jacket, our bottoms are stared. My tight trousers do not hide anything either, so the messy diapers are in full view for everybody. We are enjoying the sensations.

Back in my office I instruct my secretary not to let anybody disturb us as my wife and I are having an important discussion. She smiles approvingly and I lock the door. Instantly, we start touching each other's full bottoms, spreading the mess inside our diapers. I place my hand to her crotch and instruct her to empty her bladder. She complies wilfully. I'm in bliss and wet my diapers again.

After ten minutes of passionate fondling, we decide to follow the original plan and head back to home. We need shower and rubber sheets in the bed. I don't have either in the office. Thus I order a car, remove lipstick from my face and straighten my tie. Jill touches up her make-up and adjusts her skirt before leaving.

We try to behave during the drive, but our hands wander into our crotches, feel the warmness of the soiled diapers. The maid is waiting for us at the door. I instruct her to prepare the bed in our dungeon with latex sheets and take the rest of the day off. The nurse ushers us to the shower and cleans us. I try to object to having a pair of fresh diapers, but she won't listen to me. We both end up in nice thick nappies and rubber pants, green for me and yellow for Jill.

I take Jill's hand and lead her to the dungeon. The bed is looking adorable with white sheets and pillow covers, all made of latex. I lift Jill to the bed and gently remove her latex pants and diapers. She fondles my member through the diaper for a while and then undresses me. We are both very horny and we start to passionately make love.