Lawyer Dummy: Chapter 7

“Okay, I have the filling machine ready to go. Break time for the test crew ends in less than fifteen minutes, so we gotta be fast,” said Tina as she finished hooking Mark’s control panel up to the filling machine. Being present for so many tests had definitely come in handy on this one. 

Letting out a heavy sigh, Charles took hold of the filling machine’s hose and proceeded to jam it deep inside of his buzzing diaper through the leg hole. All the while, his cock continued to throb and squirt pre-cum as the Super Absorber he had on continued to vibrate intensely. “Th-This better work,” he said, his legs trembling under the weight of the waddle spreader, “I swear, if we get out of this, I am getting so drunk tonight.” 

“And if we don’t get out of this, WE are getting drunk tonight and I’m buying. That is how confident I am that we’re totally gonna get away with this,” scoffed Tina as she prepped Mark’s control panel. As she began to set the switches to activate the filling machine, she did her best not to override Mark’s settings for the bouncer they were testing. 

Lightbulb! 

“Ooh, Charles! You should get in the bouncer,” said Tina, pressing a few buttons on the console to lower the hanging bouncer seat toward the ground. 

Looking at the empty bouncer, Charles rolled his eyes. “You j-just want to make this as embarrassing as possible for me, d-don’t you?” he said, chuckling under his breath. 

“Hey, it’s up to you,” shrugged Tina, flashing a smug smile, “I was just thinking about how heavy that diaper’s gonna get. You sure you don’t want something to help hold you upright?” 

Biting his lip, Charles turned to the bouncer again with a different outlook. Tina did have a point, even if she clearly had an ulterior motive backing up that point. Admittedly, after watching Margrette in yesterday’s test, he couldn’t help but get aroused at the idea of taking a turn in the adult-sized baby bouncer. It was a peak fantasy for most who enjoyed ABDL for a reason. “Ugh, fine! B-But only because I don’t want to put that much strain on my knees,” he said, pretending to be upset as he approached the bouncer and stepped into the leg holes. 

“Hehehe, yes…of course. I’m sure there’s no other reason,” said Tina, holding back a fit of giggles as she walked over to Charles and helped secure the straps of the bouncer. As she tightened the restraints around his shoulders, it was impossible for her not to notice the pure terror in Charles’ eyes. “You doing okay? I swear I can hear your heartbeat from here.” 

Wiping the sweat off of his forehead, Charles let out another soft chuckle. “Y-Yeah, I’m just ready for this to be over,” he said as he placed a hand on Tina’s shoulder, “Thank you, by the way, for everything. If it wasn’t for you, I’d probably still be hiding down in the storage area curled up in a ball.” 

“Aww, you’re too sweet,” said Tina, stopping for a second to enjoy a moment of solidarity with her partner in crime. It was weird but even though Charles and she had only met a day ago, it felt as though she’d known him for years. As an only child, she wondered if this was what it felt like to have sibling companionship. Pulling herself back to reality, she proceeded to finish rigging Charles up to the bouncer, “Let’s not get too mushy yet, though. Gotta save that mushiness for what’s about to happen to that diaper of yours.” 

Flushing deep red, Charles had been so caught up with executing this plan that he’d yet to really consider the reality of what was about to happen. As someone with both a diaper kink and a messy kink, the idea of having his diaper filled to capacity with copious amounts of custard was high up on his kinky bucket list. Adding the bouncer to top it off made this a dream that was almost too good to be true. If it wasn’t for the impending doom of getting caught by his co-workers, this would’ve been the greatest moment of his life.  

“Time to get this bad boy started!” shouted Tina as she returned to the control panel in high spirits. Pulling her phone out of her pocket, she quickly flipped over to her camera and hit record before setting it upright so that it was pointing directly at Charles. “Don’t mind the camera. It’s not for blackmail purposes, I promise.” 

Shaking his head, Charles responded, “Lemme guess, Margrette threatened to tattle if she doesn’t get to see?” 

“Bingo,” said Tina as she initiated the sequence to lift the bouncer into the air, “Don’t worry, I’ll send you a copy as well.” She waited until Charles was standing on his tiptoes to stop the riser. At last, it was time to get this show on the road. Hovering her finger over the filling machine’s on-switch, she looked up at Charles and began her countdown, “3, 2, 1, let’s fill ‘er up!” 

BLOOORP! 

The filling machine gurgled loudly as its hose started to twist and expand. Charles watched with bated breath as the heavy liquid squeezed through the flexible tube until it reached his diaper. In an instant, thick creamy custard invaded his diaper, quickly spreading across his privates and shooting back between his legs. ‘MMMMUUH!” he cried, unable to keep his voice subdued as the fluffy pie filling slowly enveloped his entire waist. 

It wasn’t long before Charles’ diaper began to show signs of its expansion as his bulk contained within the bouncer pushed the straps from above outward in all directions. Observing from the control panel with her jaw hanging low, it was only now that Tina felt an insane amount of jealousy over Charles’ situation. She mentally cursed how horny her brain was as she wondered how magnificent he must’ve felt. With a sly grin, she decided to turn her own horniness into blushiness for Charles. “Why don’t you go ahead and give the bouncer a couple of jumps? I’m sure Mark will appreciate the weight testing,” she said, giggling like the mischievous brat that she was. 

“Mmmmmm, p-please such up,” said Charles, who was struggling to maintain any sort of grip on his arousal and libido. However, as the smooth, yellow custard swirled around in his diaper, it was almost too good to resist. He desperately wanted to reach down and moosh his paws against the front of the waddle spreader. For a split second, he thought about what everyone back at both his old and new offices would say about him now if they could see him. It was a fleeting thought, though, as the waves of velvety custard prevented his mind from retaining anything for too long. 

Charles wasn’t alone when it came to feeling horny in this situation. Tina wasn’t sure she’d go as far as to say she’d want to switch places with him given how dire his situation was, but that didn’t stop her from imagining herself in this blushy scenario. As his diaper and waddle spreader surpassed beach ball proportions, she pictured herself in his shoes, only she wouldn’t be nearly as reserved in the bouncer as he was. Biting her lip, she attempted to shake off her lust for diaper humiliation, a feat that was easier said than done. 

As the custard continued to pile into Charles’ diaper, he began to notice the strain of the weight on both his knees and the bouncer straps that were holding him up. “H-How much longer?!” he shouted as his diaper continued to swell in all directions. Despite the surge in growth, the playsuit he was wearing stretched effortlessly to accommodate his diaper’s increasing girth, much to his dismay. 

“Holy crap, there’s nearly eighty pounds of custard in your diaper!” yelled Tina, perhaps sounding a bit too excited given the circumstances,” The hose is pumping in a pound of rich, creamy custard into your diaper every five seconds, so you’ll be over a hundred in no time!” She made sure to say “rich, creamy custard” as seductively as possible, relishing the unadulterated erotism that was written all over Charles’ face and quivering body. 

With his knees buckling under the weight of his diaper, Charles knew that he couldn’t hold on forever. He wasn’t weak by any means. He’d squatted more than twice this much at the gym on numerous occasions. But with only a stale muffin in his system, he was lacking the energy to hold the ever-increasing bulk of his custard-filled pampers upright for much longer. Groaning, he thought about digging in and fighting to stay on his feet, but with the desire to relieve his aching legs growing, he finally decided to cave in and let the bouncer take over fully supporting him. 

Initially, Charles attempted to lower himself gently so as not to send the bouncer into a frenzy. However, as soon as he tried to sit back, the weight of his diaper proved too much, as did the strain on his legs, which shot out from under him. 

SQUEEEEELCH!!! 

A wild, unrestrained moan left Charles’ lips as his butt sunk deep into the custard-filled bean bag that had been made out of his diaper. The sensual feeling of the custard around his pelvic region was too much for him to bear any longer. In an instant, his body went limp as he felt his already rock-solid member pass the point of no return. 

Unfortunately, the bouncer was nowhere near done with Charles. As his first orgasm began to build, the springy bouncer shot him several feet into the air, proving Mark’s invention worked beyond the shadow of a doubt. Whilst hovering in mid-air, Charles let out a powerful squeal as he began to unload his semen into the all-consuming custardy void.  

Tina’s jaw practically hit the floor as she stood back and watched as Charles returned to the ground with a loud SPLAT! before bouncing back into the air again. This process repeated for quite some time, with Charles’ cries of pleasure getting louder with each climax. “Woah…” was all that she could mutter out as she looked down at her phone to make sure she was still recording everything. 

For Charles, this was the magnum opus of his entire kink life. He no longer cared about getting caught or what anyone who saw him like this would think of him. If he could stay in the bouncer with his outrageously full diaper forever, he would gladly never walk again. His eyes went cross, feeling as though he might pass out yet fighting for every second of consciousness. 

BEEP BEEP! 

Suddenly, a tiny alarm went off in the collar of the PVC playsuit. “Holy shit!” shouted Tina as she went to work pressing buttons on the control panel to lower Charles back to the ground. He bounced a few more times before eventually settling into his final resting place. Mounted atop his diaper, which was nearly the size of a small car by this point, his body weight sank into the fluffy, squishy padding too weak to move or do much of anything. Within seconds, he was fast asleep, having been drained both physically and sexually. 

Rushing over to Charles, Tina quickly rounded to his backside and began to make the climb up his bulbous diaper, her hands sinking into the padding as if it were a water bed. After a couple of minutes of struggling to scale Mt. Crinkle Custard, she finally managed to reach the collar of the suit where the zipper was located. Triumphantly, she yanked the zipper downward, confirming that the suit had indeed unlocked! “Oh, my Goddess! We fucking did it!” she shouted as she collapsed against Charles’ diaper, raising her fist in victory, “Alright, now that that’s over, let's get you outta here before-” 

“Before what?” 

Tina’s celebratory moment was cut short as a familiar voice echoed across the room. Peeking out from behind Charles’ glorious padding, she winced as she saw Mark and Rocky standing in the doorway with their arms crossed. “H-Hey, guys,” she said, her casual tone of voice and thin smile doing nothing to soften the blow, “Eheh…I am so fired.” 

TO BE CONTINUED…