Rainbow had always been the star intern at BrightStar Enterprises. Sharp, confident, and dressed to impress, she moved through the office with an air of authority that belied her junior status. But today, something felt different. The air was thicker, the lights softer, and Mr. Langley, her usually stern boss, had a glint in his eye that made her stomach flutter.
"Rainbow," he called, his voice smooth as silk, "come into my office. We need to discuss your performance review."
She followed him, her heels clicking against the polished floor. The office was dimly lit, the blinds half-drawn, casting long shadows across the room. Mr. Langley leaned against his desk, his tie slightly loosened, a small device in his hand. It looked like a pen, but it hummed softly, a low vibration that seemed to pulse through the air.
"Youāve been doing excellent work," he said, his voice dripping with praise. "But I think you can do even better. Donāt you?"
Rainbow nodded, her eyes locked on the device. It was mesmerizing, the way it shimmered under the light. She felt her mind growing fuzzy, her thoughts slipping away like sand through her fingers.
"Good," Mr. Langley murmured. "Now, letās see how much better you can be."
He pressed a button on the device. A soft, rhythmic beep filled the room, and Rainbowās vision blurred. Colors swirled around her, wrapping her in a warm, comforting haze. She felt herself sinking, her body growing lighter, her mind softer. When the beeping stopped, she blinked, her surroundings coming back into focus, but everything looked different. Brighter. Bigger.
Mr. Langley was smiling at her, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "How do you feel, Rainbow?"
She giggled, the sound high and childish. "I feel... good, sir."
His smile widened. "Thatās because you are a good girl. And good girls wear special things, donāt they?"
Rainbow nodded eagerly, her hands clutching at her skirt. She felt a strange urge, a need to be good. Mr. Langley reached into his desk and pulled out a thick, colorful diaper. It was adorned with building blocks, the tapes rustling as he held it up.
"This is for you," he said, his voice gentle but firm. "Put it on. Show your boss how much you want to be his good little girl."
Rainbow didnāt hesitate. She kicked off her heels, her fingers fumbling with the buttons of her skirt. She let it pool around her ankles, stepping out of it with a childish wiggle. The diaper was soft in her hands, the plastic backing crinkling as she unfolded it. She laid it on the floor, her heart pounding with excitement.
She slipped out of her panties, her breath hitching as the cool air hit her skin. The diaper was thick between her legs, the tapes snug around her waist. She wiggled, feeling the bulk of it, the way it pushed her legs apart. It was embarrassing, but it also felt... right. Like she was exactly where she was supposed to be.
Mr. Langley watched her, his gaze dark with satisfaction. "Very good, Rainbow. You look perfect."
Rainbowās heart pounded as he unzipped his pants. She knew what he wanted, what she was supposed to do. The thought made her squirm, the diaper crinkling between her legs. She was a good girl. Good girls did what Daddy told them.
She dropped to her knees, her diaper crinkling loudly as she crawled toward him. The scent of baby powder filled her nose, mixing with the musky aroma of her own arousal. She reached for him, her hands trembling with anticipation.
Mr. Langley let out a low groan as she took him into her mouth, his fingers tangling in her hair. "Thatās it, Rainbow. Such a good girl."
She moaned around him, the sound muffled but eager. The diaper between her legs grew warmer, wetness spreading as she lost herself in the moment. She didnāt care about anything else, only about being a good little girl, only about making him happy.
When he finally pulled away, Rainbow collapsed back against the couch, her breath coming in short gasps. The diaper was soggy, clinging to her skin, but she didnāt want to take it off. She wanted to stay like this forever, little, obedient, and utterly owned.
Mr. Langley zipped up his pants, his expression satisfied. "Good girl," he murmured, patting her head. "Now, why donāt you go show everyone what a good little intern you are?"
Rainbow nodded, her mind still foggy. She waddled to the door, her diaper crinkling with every step. The office outside seemed brighter, the sounds sharper. She could feel eyes on her, but she didnāt care. She was a good girl, and that was all that mattered.
And Mr. Langley would soon adopt the intern who had snapped.
