Amber shuddered as she felt the wet goodnight pressed against her. But, afraid that she would get some looks from others she tried to appear calm. Amber retrieved her phone, looked at it then put it away. She wasn't ready to change anything and just needed a moment to enjoy herself.
For the better part of an hour and a cool diaper between her legs, Amber glowed. She simply felt good. Nervousness that she could be caught aside, she wanted to do this again.
Amber looked at the clock, noticing that the last patient had left. It was time for her to get up for the paperwork and begin filing for the end of the day. Without thinking, Amber rose up out of her chair and felt a cool breeze on her right thigh. She looked down and saw a dark blue crescent at the edge of her soaked pull-up. Eyes-wide, she sat immediately back down and tried to access the damage.
Amber let out a squeak as the cold padding pressed into her, she felt the chair bob slightly as she sat down again. Immediately the humiliation of the situation hit her. Her chair would be soaked, her pants were more so and as insane as it felt she wanted to pee to make it leak more. She knew it would only make things worse but when the padding pressed against her, it may has well have lit a fire under her. She was ready to humiliate herself a little more.
Amber pulled out her phone and debated changing the new sentence.
"Amber the receptionist is wearing a wet diaper in an empty office, all the while she wants to release her partially full bladder into her sodden pants."