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The Temp

"I'm sorry, can you repeat the name of the company again? I think I misheard you."

"Your temp placement is going to be at CrinkleCatz Diapers, it's a pretty standard receptionist position. Pay starts at $18 an hour. What should I tell them, Mr. O'Brian?"

"You can just call me Finn, please. And diapers? That's really the only thing you guys have available?" The golden retriever sighed, paw tapping on the hardwood floor of his new apartment.

"You wanted something as soon as possible, this is what we found." A raspy voice spoke through the phone.

"Fine, yeah sure I'll take it. When does it start?" Finn asked.

"Monday at 8:30am. Attire is casual, don't need to worry about dressing up for it, notes say it's a casual environment and to come with an open mind. Think you can handle that?"

Finn paused for a moment. He needed work badly, the bills for his new place weren't going to pay themselves and every other place he had looked into this month turned out to be a dead end. He paced a bit around the room and let out a defeated sigh,"Yeah... I'll take it."

By the time Monday morning came around, Finn begrudgingly got out of bed to get a shower and get dressed for work. He picked out a decent looking button down tee shirt with a floral print and some light washed jeans. Nothing too formal, but not overly casual. He stopped and looked at himself in the mirror for a bit, admiring the slim fit of his jeans and how they showed off his butt. "Who knows, maybe there'll be some cuties that work at a diaper warehouse." He laughed, finishing up the last few bits of styling of his fur. Finn was always fussy about the little details. And that attention to detail was about to cause him to be late.

Finn screeched into the parking lot with just a minute to spare before he was supposed to be present for orientation. He pulled up the email he had received telling him where to go when he got in and tried to get his bearings. He eventually stumbled through the right door, and was greeted by a tall brown bear who was glancing at her watch.

"And you must be the temp I've been waiting on, Finn?" She asked flatly. Her tone was tired and disinterested.

"Yeah! Sorry I'm late, I got a little lost trying to find where to go."

"It's fine. But I trust you'll be here on time tomorrow now that you know where you're going. So be here on time." She said. "My name is Anne, I'll be showing you around and getting you started today. If you have any questions, you know what to do, I'm sure you've been through all of these onboarding procedures before. Don't waste my time and I won't waste yours."

"Um, thank you. I think?" Finn said quietly. Anne wasn't exactly the personality type he would expect from an adult diaper facility, but maybe everyone here was normal and it was just another job to them. Some of his worries started to fade, it might not be as weird as he was expecting.

The two walked around the warehouse area for a while, Finn noticed that everyone was dressed pretty plainly, and they were all going about their jobs without much out of the ordinary. It was almost enough to make him forget what sort of warehouse it was. Almost. The big bright colorful packaging that all of the diapers came in were kind of hard to miss.

"So this is just a pretty regular place then?" Finn asked.

"What else would it be?" Anne replied.

"Well it's just, you know, the kind of... thing that is stored here." He trailed off.

"The diapers? You know you can say what they're called. And yes, it's just a job to people here."

Anne finished showing Finn the warehouse floor, break rooms, and his locker. He followed her out to one of the rooms next to the break room and she closed the door behind them. "Okay, here's your uniform for your first day. You'll come to this room at the start of each shift to put on the uniform chosen for you by our boss."

Finn looked at the table in disgust. A pastel blue diaper with gold stars and planets and a white and blue onesie with "CrinkleCatz Diapers" were laid out, along with a pair of long blue and white striped socks with some very kiddish looking light up shoes.

"Haha, that's pretty funny. This a trick that you always pull on the new temps?" Finn replied with a weak smile, wanting to step away from the awkward situation and just get to work.

"No. This is your uniform. The boss decides what our receptionist wears since they are the face that will be greeting our guests." Anne said, no hint of anything jovial or humorous in her tone.

"Th-this wasn't in the agreement that I looked over!"

"It was, it clearly states that you are required to follow our uniform policy."

"But it didn't say anything about wearing diapers while I'm here!" Finn said in exasperation.

"It doesn't specify it, no. But it is the uniform policy of our receptionist, which you agreed to follow. Do you want the job or not?" Anne asked, crossing her arms.

Finn stammered for a moment but got quiet. Rent would be due soon, and he knew he wouldn't be able to find something else in time for him to pay. He would just have to suck it up and deal with it for 2 weeks until he got his first paycheck, he could apply for other things in the meantime with plans to jump ship as soon as he could. "I.... okay, fine." Finn replied, with a reddish pink blush coming over him as he picked up the diaper. "I, uhh, have no idea how to do this."

"Strip." Anne said.

Finn removed his clothing and laid down on the changing table. He noticed Anne's demeanor turn a bit softer as she moved his hands away from trying to cover up his crotch and applied a generous amount of baby powder. She quickly slid the diaper underneath his butt and brought it between his legs, taping it quickly and snug.

Finn blushed heavily as he felt the thick, crinkly padding between his legs.

"I assume you can manage the rest yourself?" Anne said, cracking a small smile looking at the diapered retriever.

"Y-yes, I can." Finn replied meekly.

He slipped into the onesie, which did a pretty poor job at hiding his padding. It was pretty form fitting, and he could still hear the loud crinkles with every movement he made. He pulled on the socks and shoes next, making the lights on the shoes flash. Anne attached a pacifier clip to Finn's onesie, complete with a baby blue pacifier that was disturbingly the perfect size for him.

"Okay, now to get you to your desk." Anne said, beckoning Finn to follow her.

Finn couldn't do anything but stare at the ground and avoid everyone's looks as he followed the bear to the reception area. His face flushed even deeper red as he heard quite a number of comments made towards the "adorable new reception boy". As Anne opened the door to the reception area, Finn couldn't help but be amazed and intensely embarrassed at the same time. The desk looked like a sized up preschool desk, complete with those fake looking, toy-like phones and computers, but they were all fully functional. Even his desk chair was styled like a sized up toddler chair.

Anne got Finn familiarized with the setup and gave him all of his login information. She showed him some basics and made sure he knew how to greet any customers that called or walked in. As she wrapped up the overview, Finn felt strong need to pee.

"Hey Anne, is it okay if I go and use the bathroom real quick?" He asked

Anne looked at him for a second, almost looking amused. "That's the other benefit of your uniform sweetheart, no bathroom breaks. Good luck, call me if you need anything." She said, walking away. Finn swore he could hear her laughing as the clicks of her heels faded after she walked through the door to the back of the office area.

"Damn coffee, why did I drink so much of you?" Finn cursed, looking down at his padded crotch. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold it for much longer, but he was determined not to use the diaper. He crossed his legs as much as the bulky padding would let him and tried to focus on something else. But after about an hour and a half of answering the sparse phone call here and there, he felt like he was about to burst. As he tried changing positions to cross his legs the other way, he felt a warm sensation spreading across his front.

"No no no no wait!" He whined, feeling the warmth spread further and the padding swelling between his legs. As he felt the last drops trickle out, the front doors to the reception area opened as a customer walked in and approached the desk.

"H-hello! Welcome to CrinkleCatz Diapers, how can I help you today?" Finn said, cheeks still very hot and flushed.

"Hi there kiddo! I have a meeting with the board today, can you show me to the meeting room?" He said.

Finn was screaming a string of expletives in his head but quietly checked the guest in and slowly got up out of his chair to lead the way. He wanted to groan with every step as the wet padding caused them to really press against the tight onesie he was forced to wear. He let the guest into the meeting room and saw the rest of the board looking back at him. One man, a black and grey tiger at the head of the table, spoke up.

"Ah, you must be the new receptionist, Finn?" He stood up to shake his hand.

"Y-yes, that's me." Finn said in a hushed voice.

"Anne didn't lie when she said you looked perfect in your uniform! People are going to love you kid. Oh! I should introduce myself, my name is Lawrence, owner of CrinkleCatz Diapers. Pleasure to have you on our team!" The tiger said, aloof to Finn's ongoing humiliation.

"Thank you for having me sir." Finn said, trying to avoid eye contact with anyone in the room. He slipped away as soon as he could and hurried back to his desk, not wanting to be seen by any other employees or guests. He sighed as he sat back down, the warmth mostly gone but the wet, bulky feeling still there. He shifted around in his seat more and focused on the remaining time for his shift.

With about 2 hours of his day left, Anne came to retrieve him. "You've done good on your first day, but we have some orientation and training videos for you to watch to wrap up your day." She said, gesturing for him to get up and follow her.

He followed her into a fairly bare room. There were a few posters on the walls about workplace safety and other things that nobody ever bothered to read, a TV on the wall, and a single chair placed in front of it.

"You sure went all out on accommodations here huh?" Finn joked, seeing if Anne might crack a smile.

"We have what we need, don't worry." As the words left her lips, she did in fact show a small bit of a smile.

She gestured for Finn to sit down, and turned on the first video. As it droned on about workplace safety and boring HR talk, Finn couldn't help but notice the screen flashing and flickering every once and a while.

"Anne, I think the TV is having some problems, it keeps on flickering here and there."

Anne glanced up for a moment, seeming to pay half attention to whatever Finn had just told her. "It does that, just keep watching." She said, going back to whatever paperwork she had been filling out.

As Finn kept on watching and listening, he realized he was feeling really tired. His mind was a bit foggy, and his limbs felt incredibly heavy. The flickering of the TV seemed to be getting almost more frequent, but he couldn't manage to pull his gaze away from it.

"H...hey Anne? I think, I think I'm feeling a little weird." He stuttered.

"That's good sweetheart. Just keep watching the video." Anne said, in a bit of a softer tone of voice than she had been using throughout the day.

As Finn kept watching, the workplace training video switched over to a screen of scrolling text with a faint red swirling background. "Wh-what's going on... on Anne?" Finn said, barely able to get the words out.

"Hush little one. Just look at the pretty screen." The bear said, walking over to the dazed pup. Unbeknownst to Finn, she started to secure his wrists and ankles to the chair with some padded cuffs, making sure he would be leaving before the training videos completed.

The retriever sat there, staring at the words scrolling down the screen, repeating over and over. "I will be obedient. I will be padded. I can't control my bladder. I need my diapers."

After an hour or so, confident that Finn was completely zoned out, Anne uncuffed him, and led the pup over to a soft padded changing table in the back of the room.

"Up Finn." She commanded.

With no hesitation, Finn climbed onto the table and laid down in position to be changed. Anne unbuttoned his onesie and gave a soft squeeze to the front of his wet, swollen diaper.

"Well would you look at that, you didn't even have to be trained to wet yourself." She laughed, sliding the soaked padding out from under him and tossing it into the nearby bin. After thoroughly wiping down his crotch, she pulled open a drawer in the table and pulled out a shiny metal chastity cage. "Little pups like you don't need to be doing big kid stuff. Let's make sure you stay nice and well behaved kiddo."

She slid the ring on over his balls and made sure it lined up to connect with the cage. After applying a small amount of lube, she slid the cage on over his dick until feeling it line up properly with the ring. She noticed him starting to try to get hard, straining against the short metal cage, and couldn't help but smile as she pulled out a small steel rivet, snapping it into place to seal the cage shut. "There, that won't be going anywhere now." She gave the cage a small flick and grabbed a fresh diaper out from one of the drawers. This one was a thicker diaper than the one she had put Finn in for the day, as he wouldn't be getting changed until his shift began the next day. To make sure of that, a vinyl locking diaper cover was slid up over his fresh padding. She set the lock and put the key back into one of the changing table drawers.

She got him into a new onesie, one that was a soft eggshell white color with pink accents and green cartoon dinosaurs. She next got him into a pair of baby blue canvas shortalls, which highlighted the outline of his thick diaper nicely, leaving very little to one's imagination.

"Okay Finn, you're almost done for the day, you've been such a good pup, I just have one last thing for you!" Anne said, bringing out an iPad with an agreement brought up on it. It happened to be an agreement for Finn to sign giving his full consent to CrinkleCatz Diapers to install his chastity device, dictate his uniform in and outside of work, and to supervise his medical care from that point forward. "Just sign this and your time here at CrinkleCatz will officially begin."

Finn, still helpless to resist whatever Anne told him to do, signed the agreement without as much as a brief moment to realize what he was signing. "Perfect, welcome aboard little one." Anne said soothingly. "But I guess it's about time to let you out, but you'll be back tomorrow." She said, issuing that command to stay ingrained in his mind before snapping him out of his trance.

Finn snapped back to reality, initially confused as to how he got from the chair to the other side of the room. "Wh-whoah, did I doze off there, sorry Anne, those videos must have been a snooze fest..." Finn paused, feeling an unfamiliar tightness around his crotch. It was only then that he also noticed his outfit change and lack of wetness.

"What the hell? How did, what did... what's going on here Anne?"

"Calm down there kiddo, all that I did was change your wet diaper and get you into some fresh clothes." Anne said. Finn noticed her more soothing voice, a very stark contrast to the flat, monotone mannerisms that she was demonstrating throughout the day.

Finn blushed, hoping he would have been able to hide the fact that he did use his diaper. "But why don't I remember you doing that? And..." Finn winced as he felt something horribly uncomfortable on his dick. " And what else did you put on me?" He growled.

"Ah, your chastity cage. It won't let you get hard, so that's what you must be feeling dear. It was put on during your change, you were quite out of it apparently."

"Chastity cage? What the hell? Well take it off of me! There's no way I'm wearing this thing, it hurts!" Finn demanded.

"No can do kiddo, that's part of your uniform. And you signed for it after all, see." Anne said, showing him the iPad. Sure enough, his signature was at the bottom, clear as day. But why couldn't he remember signing it?

"I... I never agreed to this, that had to have been faked!" He cried out.

"That's your signature dear, I don't know what else to tell you. But I need to get going, I do have responsibilities outside of work, as I'm sure you do too. I'll see you back here in the morning before your next shift for your fresh padding."

Anne walked a stammering and blushing Finn out to the parking lot. "Goodnight Finn, and welcome to the team." She smiled, turning to walk towards her car.

Finn stood there, wracking his brain to try to figure out what had just happened. How did he go from watching training videos to standing out in the parking lot in thick padding, babyish clothes, and a tiny metal cage over his member? He slinked away to his car, wincing at the loud crinkling that came from his padding. He slid the shortalls off and unbuttoned his onesie, blushing at the overly childish designs.

"What the hell?" He tugged at the strange, rubbery diaper cover that had been put on him, but he couldn't get it to budge. He noticed the lock on it and let out a sigh. He realized what Anne meant about coming in for his change before his shift now, there wasn't any way for him to even get to his padding to take it off. And even worse, it dawned on him that he wouldn't have any way of trying to get the cage off either. He groaned as his dick pressed against the tiny metal prison, hugged by the soft diaper now locked around him.

Defeated, he buttoned up his onesie and struggled his way back into the shortalls, and drove back home.

He waddled back to his apartment, avoiding any glances that may have been pointed his way, sure that he was bright red, feeling the hotness in his ears. The elevator couldn't get there fast enough. He began nervously glancing around, but to his relief, the lobby was empty. And to his horror, he felt his bladder becoming empty as well. The warmth spread across his front as he unwillingly wet his diaper. He was just as shocked as he was humiliated, he hadn't even felt the need to pee! The elevator finally reached the lobby and he rushed inside. Right before the doors could close a woman stepped inside. Finn couldn't look at her, and stared down at the floor. His light up sneakers were still flashing from his steps into the elevator, and his tall striped socks were a bit uneven by this point. He knew that anyone could tell he had a diaper on, and wanted to curl up into a ball and die right there.

He rushed out of the elevator and down the hall to his door, fumbling with his keys. He set down his bag on the table, and hurried into his bedroom. He flung off the shortalls and onesie and tugged as hard as he could at the locked diaper cover. Despite his best efforts, it wasn't going anywhere. He flopped down onto his bed, and let out a sigh. How did he even get himself into this mess? He had just wanted a simple job to pay the bills, but now he was stuck wearing diapers and this stupid chastity cage. He thought about figuring out how to report them for manipulation, but he had clearly signed whatever agreement Anne had presented him with, even if he didn't remember doing it. There was no way to prove that. And for some reason, in some part of his mind, he felt compelled and excited to go back there the next day.

After tossing and turning for a few hours, trying to get used to the bulk of his padding and the tight cage squeezing his straining dick, Finn managed to drift off to sleep. As he dreamt the night away, one could hear the soft hiss of his diapers being soaked even further.