The scene in Maddy’s office could be described as a natural disaster zone. Numerous multi page print outs were scattered across her desk in a manner that only made sense to her. She robotically double clicked another file that was on her desktop and settled in to read another “thrilling” financial report.

When Maddy had started the day, she looked nice, professional, and cute, but hours of plugging away at her side project had worn her down. Her once straight blonde hair had grown frizzy. She had put it in a hair tie several hours ago, but most of her hair had found a way to escape in a frizzled mess since then. Her sharp black blazer had grown less sharp and more fluffed. The yellow dress she had on under the blazer had since ridden up and gotten hung on the top of the diaper she was wearing underneath it. Maddy might be embarrassed by this if she didn’t have her own office.

It was a small office, but more than most people at her pay grade got, and that was because her name was on the door. Maddy Schwartzman, daughter of Marie Schwartzman, C.E.O of Schwartzman advertising firm. A firm that Maddy was an accountant at, though only one of the stacks of papers at her desk was an accounting report. Her side project had taken up more and more of her attention, so much so that her actual job had become the real side project. Though the expectations for her job performance were pretty low, and her spot was guaranteed as long as her mother owned the company.

As Maddy turned around behind her to grab a stack of printed papers from her printer she got a cursory knock at the door followed almost immediately by someone entering. Maddy jumped with a start and was suddenly aware of how she looked. She only had time to make sure her dress covered her diaper, but this was as the door was opening. Her manager, a by the books man named Tim, definitely saw the diaper. Maddy sat down and at once noticed that the state of her diaper reflected how long she had been buried in her work. She blushed slightly knowing her boss likely saw and took note of her soaked diaper. Not that he would ever say anything to her about it, unless he wanted to get fired.

“You have that quarterly report I was asking for,” Tim said averting his gaze from Maddy.

“Sure,” Maddy said with a professional smile. “Uhhhh,” she droned a bit as she rifled through the stacks of paper on her desk. “Ah ha! There it is,” She smiled as she grabbed a small packet and handed it to Tim. “There ya go Tim.”

“Thanks, Maddy,” Tim took the paper as he looked around Maddy’s office seeing the distress. “You … staying busy?” Maddy blinked a bit at the question before realizing what it really was about. Tim had only given her that one report to do today, and Maddy knew that someone else had already handed him that same report an hour ago. It was expected that Maddy Schwartzman was to just coast along her career. She was a tolerated nuisance in her department despite her being just as qualified as everyone else. Her office was bigger than Tim’s and she was assigned a quarter of his daily tasks. Everyone expected her to just be lazily scrolling her phone or watching a show on her computer, and on most days she did, so it was odd to see her desk scattered with papers. Maddy knew better than to have that fight with Tim. It wasn’t his fault after all.

“Yeah, just a little side project I’ve been working on,” Maddy smiled. “I’m hoping I can present it at the next board meeting.”

“I’m sure they’ll love it,” Tim responded like one might respond to a child that had given them an ugly drawing. Maddy smiled through it.

“Well, I gotta get back to it,” Maddy said with a quick glance to her door.

“Sure thing,” Tim got the hint. “Great work today Maddy,” Tim said leaving.

“Thanks Tim,” When Tim was gone Maddy was rolled her eyes as she was rolled her chair back around to her desk.

Now that she was alone again, Maddy lifted her dress and poked at the soaked diaper with a frown. She had lost track of time and her body doing her research. She didn't have a lot of warning when she was about to wet herself, and she completely ignored those warnings while she was working. She cursed herself as she pulled up her phone and opened her potty training tracker app, adding a frowny raincloud to the day. It was a month full frowny rain clouds, at least when the day wasn’t a poop emoji. The disheveled girl frowned. She was supposed to be going to the bathroom to try and pee every half hour. To be specific she was trying to sit on the toilet and wet her diaper. Actually using the toilet was something people in pull-ups did. Even at the age of thirty-two, Maddy still hadn’t moved on to pull ups. Most girls were out of diapers by twenty-one, as her mother always reminded her. She was sure that still needing diapers at her age didn’t help her image around the office as a useless nepo baby, but it was mostly her mother’s attitude about it that was doing the damage there.

Maddy glanced down at the pack of open diapers by her desk. It was a light green package full of almost white diapers only decorated with a cute little monster across the landing zone, and a subtle yellow line going down from there. That line on Maddy’s diaper was fully green. These were the most professional diapers Maddy could find that was still worth wearing, and they still had baby prints on them. Compared to the other brands on the market of the same quality though they were positively puritan. Wearing a lower quality diaper meant leaking on her work chair. Maddy closed the potty training tracker and opened the text message app on her phone.

“Hey babe. Come see me?” Maddy sent a text. She smiled thinking of Janice. Janice would probably know what the message was about immediately. Maddy still liked seeing her, even if it was to change her diaper.

Janice was busy with a meeting on her computer. The meeting was really a text chat room using the company’s messaging app, so she spent most of that time looking out of the window in her office only commenting occasionally. It was an office appropriate to her position as one of the firm’s lawyers. The whole floor of the building that was the legal department was made up of six offices similar to Janice’s, and they were all roomy. A chime from Janice’s phone caught her attention because it wasn’t a chime from her computer.

“Hey babe. Come see me?” The message was from Maddy. Janice sighed and rolled her eyes, but smiled at the same time. At the least, changing her girlfriend’s diaper would be a welcome distraction from the boring meeting she was stuck in. Janice enjoyed flirting at work as well. She stood up from her chair and flattened out her tight black dress and straightened the fluffy blouse underneath it. She checked herself with a small compact she got out of her jacket pocket, looking over her makeup. She had remarkably pale skin, with small eyes and jet-black hair. Her paleness was accentuated somewhat by her makeup. Usually, she preferred a warmer look for Maddy, but she wasn’t going to redo it just for a quick diaper change though. Janice leaned over her computer chair and typed a quick personal message to a colleague.

“I’ve gotta take care of something, you got this.”

“Sneaking out to change the nepo baby’s diaper?” the response came quick. Janice frowned reading it. There was a lot she wanted to say to that but she held her tongue. For one, they probably didn’t mean anything by it, and for two, the work channels were monitored. On paper, inter office romances were forbidden, but Maddy’s name was on the door. More than that Maddy’s mother seemed happy to have someone that was interested in her daughter romantically. So much so that she let the violation of company conduct slide. Janice had a lot to say about that as well, but that was all best saved for another time.

“Remember work chats are monitored,” was Janice’s curt reply. Janice didn’t wait for the response, she got up and left, walking past the other offices to the elevator.

After the short ride a few floors down Janice exited the elevator. She smiled politely as several of the accountants on the floor waved at her. She had become something of a known popular figure. She didn’t particularly like that she was, but there wasn’t anything she could do about it. It was part of the job.

With a confidence only Janice could have, she walked to Maddy’s office and opened the door without knocking, closing it behind her.

“Hey honey,” Maddy greeted as she turned around in her chair with a smile.

“Hello there,” Janice smirked. “Now why would you call me down here sweet pea?” Janice said in a way that made it obvious she knew exactly why she was there. Maddy smiled nervously in response to the question.

“Just wanted to see you,” Maddy said playfully.

“Uh-huh,” Janice smirked and motioned for Maddy to stand. She did almost immediately and Janice wordlessly lifted Maddy’s skirt to see the devastated diaper. A quick look around the room and at Maddy’s desk filled in the missing details for Janice.

“Something’s been distracting you,” Janice said letting Maddy’s skirt fall. “Definitely not any actual work. What have you been up to?”

“I’ve been doing some research on investing opportunities for the company,” Maddy explained excitedly. “I’ve found a lot of promising start ups, especially since we’re an advertising firm. We can invest in these small companies and use our own channels to advertise them and help get our return faster.” Maddy looked to Janice looking for praise. Janice smiled. Despite the very professional spiel her girlfriend had just given her, the look on her face was one of a kid looking for their parents’ approval.

“Sound logic,” Janice said with an approving smile. She ruffled Maddy’s already messy hair.

“You think the board will go for it?” Maddy asked hopefully.

“Uhhhh,” Janice’s smile faltered, and so did Maddy’s when she noticed. “Look you’re clearly doing your research. No matter what anyone says you’re doing a good job.” Maddy clearly didn’t like that answer, but Janice was quick to move things along. “Let’s go change your diaper so you can get back to it.” Janice held out her hand and Maddy took it and the two left Maddy’s office.

It was a requirement for every building of a certain size to have at least two diaper changing rooms, even businesses like Schwartzman Advertising. After all, it wasn’t unheard of for some interns or new hires to still be wearing pull-ups, and accidents as people adjusted to a new work schedule were common. That being said, most people in the workforce were out of diapers so these diaper changing rooms were often an afterthought. Schwartzman Advertising had their required two diaper changing rooms on the first floor like most businesses did. They also had recently constructed an additional one on the floor of the accounting department. A room used almost exclusively by Maddy. Maddy never really appreciated it though. It certainly didn’t help her image.

Janice strolled confidently into the diaper changing room and Maddy was right behind her. The room was pretty bare, nothing was in it except for the changing table, a medically white table at waist height without any drawers even, and a toilet and sink for those that might make it to a toilet. Maddy sat down on the table and Janice set the open pack of diapers from Maddy’s office at one end of the table. Janice made a motion with her hand and Maddy laid down on the changing table. Janice gently closed the one strap on the table across Maddy’s chest and casually lifted Maddy’s skirt.

Maddy couldn’t remember the last time she changed her own diaper. It was generally considered a faux pau for someone to change their own diaper, though most of the older people in diapers know how to do it for those times when they were alone. If Maddy didn’t have Janice she would have to change herself more often. For at least two years though, Janice changed Maddy’s diapers. She had for so long that Maddy lost all the embarrassment of being changed out of a used diaper, at least with her girlfriend.

“I just wish they’d take me seriously,” Maddy complained. The fact she was complaining about not being taken seriously while she was in the middle of getting her diaper changed highlighted the issue to both Maddy and Janice.

“I know,” Janice said sympathetically. She reached for the wipes and powder on the table. The two used this room so often they kept powder and wipes in there. She didn’t know what else to say. It was hard even for her to take Maddy seriously sometimes, especially now in the middle of a diaper change. She tried to see past that though, but she knew no one else made that effort.

“Oh! let me up! let me up!” Maddy suddenly wiggling quickly.

“Ok ok,” Janice released the chest strap quickly and Maddy boundeed to the toilet in the changing room. Since her diaper was already off as soon as she sat down, she was able to release a mess that just barely didn’t make it into a diaper. Janice held her cheek in her hand fully enveloped in how cute Maddy looked, though she appreciated the irony that this happened right after a conversation about Maddy wanting to be taken seriously.

“Yes!” Maddy said excitedly. She fished out her phone from her jacket pocket and eagerly logged the success in her potty training app.

“Any closer to being potty trained with that success?”

“A little," Maddy explained. "It still says I need to be in diapers, but a success is a success. A week of that and I can wear pull-ups while I’m at home I think,” Maddy said looking over the app for confirmation. Janice smiled sympathetically, silently wondering how Maddy never got discouraged by the poor progress she was making. She knew better than to voice that out loud.

“You can find out later. Flush and get back up here so I can put your diaper on.” Maddy flushed with a smile and plopped herself back in place. Happily wiggling as Janice taped up the new diaper. “It’s almost quittin time. You wanna hang out in my office til we go home?”

“Sure,” Maddy hopped off the changing table. “I’m tired of reading all those reports anyway. Let me log out and I’ll meet you up there in a minute.”

“You better not get distracted and start working again,” Janice said with a look.

“I won’t,” Maddy responded defensively as she opened the door. “Five minutes tops.” She affirmed as she made her way back to her office. Janice smiled and tossed the used diaper in the bin located at the foot of the changing table and walked to the elevator.

AUTHORS NOTE: Not just a new chapter but a whole new story! It's the first chapter in a new story I'm writing. We're gonna alternate between this and Bandsy chapters. You can read that new chapter right now, as well as get the latest on this new story over on ream