From C.E.O. to Baby (private rp)

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[aizawathebaby]

The young CEO in question scowled a bit when his new assistant walked in. “Mornin’.” was all he bothered to say. When she spoke-probably just sucking up already-the petite man’s face went red with irritation. He didn’t want coffee today! Usually he did, but today was not one of those days! They should’ve told this person.

Honestly, hadn’t he told the secretary before to let the newest hire know that? Pouting, he turned his head away and rudely declined the offer. “No. Don’t wan’ it today. That was yesterday.” He grumbled petulantly, shaking dark hair from his eyes. “Get me somethin’ else!”

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[aizawathebaby]

The young CEO sneered derisively and was about to respond to her begging when she dropped hot coffee on his pants. Directly into his lap, no less! He looked at once angered by this and pained. “Now look what you did!” The man grumbled, trying to sound less whiny and failing miserably.

“I don’t have a change of clothes, an’ you just messed up my damn pants! Go get me somethin’ to wear instead, and then get me the right thing to drink this time or..or I really will fire you.”

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[aizawathebaby]

The man snatched the offered clothing and mug of green tea from her hands with a curt, “Good,” not even bothering to thank his new employee. Oblivious to the spell that was cast on the khaki shorts, he removed the coffee-stained pants and slid those on instead. He looked over the tea. It seemed fine, he supposed. So he downed the whole thing in a single gulp.

His bladder twinged, and he squirmed in his seat, pressing his thighs together. He’d drunk quite a bit of coffee and an entire cup of tea and now his bladder was full and ready to burst; he didn’t suspect a thing. There was a bathroom close by-just a door down from here-so he darted inside only to find he that despite his best efforts, couldn’t remove the shorts!

He tugged at the waistband, tried to unbutton them and unzip them, but his hands just seemed to slide right off. Was he really gonna piss himself? “Fuck! This can’t be happening, c’mon-“ Grumbling, face red with frustration, he heaved at the stubborn waistband and squirmed, kicking his legs as he fell to the ground. Warm wetness spread over his crotch. Face beet red, khaki shorts visibly stained, the CEO walked less confidently out of the bathroom-grateful that nobody else was around but his new hire-and into the office, tears burning in his eyes and hands tugging at his shirt to cover the obvious stain. “I..it..” He couldn’t get the words out to explain what he’d done.

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[aizawathebaby]

The CEO shook his head when asked if he was okay. He really didn’t have any clothes lying around here, so he decided to let her do it for him. It was her job to do what he told her to do, so she’d probably be fine with picking out clothes.

Besides, he’d rather not leave the office again with wet pants on display, lest anyone see his accident. “P-pick some up for me.” He stammered, face still red.

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[aizawathebaby]

He stared at the childish clothes in disbelief. He had to wear..those? His tummy grumbled, and he could feel yet another type of accident coming on. Not wanting to rush to the bathroom again, the man folded his arms and tried to hold it, squeezing his thighs and butt together. When his assistant returned with the clothes in her arms, he turned redder than before; they were so..so childish! But at the same time..it wasn’t like he could just stand around in wet pants.

Nobody else seemed to be around, and he could just get this stuff off when he got home. As he went to tug off the shorts, frantically yanking at the waistband-forgetting he couldn’t remove them all by himself-they filled up. Tears streamed freely down his face now, his big blue eyes wide and watery. Now the khaki shorts weren’t just wet, they were messy! And he’d done this right as she walked through the door! His lower lip began to quiver. He couldn’t even speak, he was so mortified.