Chapter #6How Humiliating by: Dolleo  “It’s…uh…you, Boss.” Mac managed to spit it out. “You need to have your diaper changed”. Paulo was this close to telling the kid to screw off and quit playing around. The others probably put him up to this. But then again… there was this smell… and the hint of a breeze that should not be there. Paolo was sure he’d donned his normal work pants but when he looked down, sure enough, the only thing between his legs was a big’ol baby diaper. It was thick with crinkly mass, it was dotted with baby blue trucks, and worst of all, it had a telltale sag in the caboose.
His legs trembled but thankfully Mac was there to save the man from falling on his behind. “Woah woah, it’s ok boss, accidents happen. Good thing it happened in a diaper instead of big boy pants, huh? Like… cleanup wise. Anyway, don’t worry about a thing, I’ll help sort you out, ok?” Mac did his best to comfort the foreman with a pat on the arm before taking him by the hand to lead. “C’mon, sir.”
And so Paolo followed the young man with his head down, just staring at his boots and what could only be his diaper. But that wasn’t right, he didn’t wear diapers. He was a big kid and he wore big kid things, right? He was a gruff and tough bear of a man. He was supposed to be strong and dependable and big. He’d been potty trained for decades hadn’t he. Well he was in a diaper when he had his accident so did that mean it was only a matter of time? Was everyone just waiting for him to fail? To fall apart as the manly facade falls away at the first storm cloud sticker on the potty chart boxed up in his mother’s attic. Oh god, ma! She was so proud of the fact that she’d managed to toilet trained all her kids. What was mama gonna think when she heard the news that she failed and he failed her.
Paolo bit back a sniffle. No! He would not have a poopy diaper AND cry at work on the same day. He needed to keep his head high and project strength. But that didn’t make him feel much better. Wherever he looked his crew was avoiding eye contact, snickering, looking at him with pity or some combination of the three. A part of him wanted to tell’em to get back to work but the rest of him was too afraid to call any further attention to himself.
The pair reached the trailer that served as Paolo’s on-sight office and Mac led him inside before gathering the proper supplies. From the corner the young man dusted off a babies play gym. Paulo remembered buying it for when his sister brought her kids around, but the thing was massive now, him-sized, even. Not to mention the pack of diapers just like the ones he currently wore in the same corner, somehow already ripped open. “Ok, sir, let’s get you down so I can get you out of that yucky diapy.” Mac practically cooed as he helped his boss sit down and lay back under the crisscross arches of the baby gym while said boss regretted not going for a standing change as soon as he sat in the mess. The kid was just doing his best to make the whole thing go smoothly. He spoke calmly and clearly throughout the process. He made sure his supervisor knew he was being a good boy throughout every step. He even clicked the little mobile above Paolo’s head on so he’d have something to distract himself while his employee cleaned his nethers with cool baby wipes.
Perhaps he got a little too distracted as he found himself breaking from a trance he didn’t know he’d entered by Mac’s exclamation and a joke. “Woah-ho, friendly fire. Stand down, soldier.” Evidently he’d spaced out so hard he missed not only the old diapers removal, his bottoms placement on the new one and a dusting of powder but also the moment he’d started mindlessly peeing. Thankfully Mac had caught it in time and lifted the front panel of the fresh diaper and kept it held to Paolo’s manhood before it could do any damage. “Guess you’re getting two changes for the price of one, eh boss?”
Paolo felt his face burn bright as he struggled for an apology “ah- I’m so-s-so…” man, why couldn’t he seem to find his voice today.
Mac was quick to soothe the older man with a pat to his thigh and some encouraging words. “Hey, it’s ok, sir. Some times you just gotta take a step or two back to get the job done right.” Paolo still wanted to cry but thankfully his thumb was there to occupy his mouth.
Soon enough the diaper change was complete and…  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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