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  1. Here is the second part of the chapter. Posting it now before I head out to my parents house, may be some time before the next part since I'm yet to write it, though normally when I sit down to write a lot gets done. Either way, please enjoy and like and/or comment if you have ideas/suggestions//feedback or anything else. Chapter 7 Continued... Nick grumbled as he headed out the door into the bright sunshine of this Sunday afternoon in July. He started walking down the street and at the end of the road getting ready to put his plan into action. Nick walked up the road as little bit, it was quiet out today, it was early afternoon on a Sunday and Nick assumed everyone was with their families. There were a few children playing out in the street but they were at the other end and wouldn't be a problem to Nick and his plan to avoid having to wear his nappy to the pub. He was conscious of the crinkling sound he still made, but it didn't sound too loud and he was fairly sure he could only hear it so well because he was worried about, he also had a slightly wider gait than usual, caused by the padding between his inner thighs. He got to the end of the road and ducked into the alley, it was a pretty long alley that was mainly used as a shortcut to the another street on the other end. There were several dumpsters placed against a fence to collect rubbish from the people’s houses whose back gardens backed on to the alley. He looked around and when he saw he was alone he reached into his trousers and ripped off the tapes of the nappy. He pulled it from the front and after a momentary bit of pain as the tapes snagged his leg hair it came free. "Finally free!" Nick thought to himself triumphantly as he bundled the nappy up and threw it with a little hint of anger into the dumpster as if the nappy itself was the cause of all his problems. Nick carried on his journey to the pub and upon arriving inside the old fashioned building he spied Steve and a couple of his other friends over at one of the tables and headed over. "Hello stranger." Steve said, "Where have you been?" Steve was referring to the fact that usually anytime Nick could he would spend his evenings at the pub with his friends, something he hadn't done the last few days for the obvious reasons. "Yeah... I've been busy helping Sarah with a few things..." Nick said wanting to remain vague. "You helping Sarah with things? Now I've heard it all!" Steve said with a laugh that the rest of the table joined in on. "Shut up!" Said Nick a laugh himself as he headed over to the bar to get the next round in. Back at the house, Sarah and Kirsty were still at the dining room table now with a couple of cups of tea. They were discussing a few different things, mainly their experiences at work. Teaching could be very stressful but also gave them a lot to talk about when they met up. They were in no rush and knew they had all afternoon to talk as Sarah knew that Nick would stay out as late has he could before coming home. She just hoped he stuck to the 9pm curfew she gave him. After a couple of hours reminiscing about old times and putting the World to rights there was a slight lull in the conversation. "So anyway..." Sarah began, sipping her tea, "Tell me more about this ABDL stuff." Sarah blushed as she spoke but her curiosity was more powerful than her nerves at this point. Kirsty’s face lit up, she had wanted to talk some more about this but didn't want to appear pushy so wanted to wait for Sarah to bring it up. She had been getting antsy though and was considering bringing it up herself until Sarah spoke up. "I was starting to think you would never ask!" Kirsty said smiling, "What do you want to know?" "Well, I mean, I guess the first thing I wonder is... Is it normal? I mean it doesn't sound normal." Sarah said talking about the fear she had had that this was somehow a sign that there was something wrong with her. "There is nothing wrong with having a fetish or a kink." Kirsty said wanting to free her friends mind from the worries and doubts, "I suspect everyone has a few, the difference is how they act on them. Some repress them and ignore them and hope they go away and others embrace them and explore them." Sarah remained silent. She knew that keeping things locked up inside yourself was always bad, she had seen it from her students who often had things hidden that provoked their behaviour and part of her job was trying to help them open up about their issues. "So why don't you tell me what turns you on about this stuff?" Kirsty cautiously asked, she didn't want to press too hard and make Sarah clam up again, but she did want to keep the conversation going. "Well... The pictures I saw looked very cute, but more than that, when I saw the models in the picture I started imagining Nick in their position... Knowing that power I would have over him, that he would basically be totally dependent on me." Sarah went a little redder, even just talking about it like this was making her a little excited. She didn't know whether it was because she was picturing what she had seen earlier in her mind again, or if it was having a conversation about such a forbidden thing with her friend. "Sounds like a classic master/slave thing to me, with a bit of a twist admittedly. A lot of sexual stuff like this is based on power, one person being dominant and the other submissive. Usually it results in a more BDSM scenario... The classic scenes of one person tied up and the other tying them up." Kirsty sipped her tea, "Seems like you have a similar thing going here except with less of the whipping and stuff and more an innocent control fantasy." Sarah thought about this and it did sound correct. But it didn't answer all her questions. "But is it OK when Nick isn't aware or involved in the decision." Sarah asked hesitantly. "Well... It's a tricky one... But this all started because Nick was being lazy and a generally horrible husband right? Well... You are basically just reasserting yourself. From what you have told me, he agreed to try nappies but then didn't, he is increasing your workload by being a bad husband and you are punishing him for that. As for getting a sexual kick out of it, no one could have predicted that would happen, but it isn't as if you are forcing Nick to do sexual things." Kirsty said. "I guess... I'm just wondering how far do I take it? I have him in nappies some of the time, but I can't help wanting more. Every time I escalate the situation I find it more exciting and I find myself wanting more and more." Sarah said, letting out some of the thoughts she had been having. "That is up to you really. You seem to have done well in the last few days, I get the feeling you are a good dom you just haven't used it before. Maybe picked some stuff up from me!" Kirsty said with a grin. Sarah laughed too, she still found this embarrassing but found that she was becoming more comfortable talking about it the more time passed. "You know..." Kirsty said slowly, "I'm not really into the ABDL stuff, but my last boyfriend was. I still have a lot of old stuff in the garage that I have been meaning to get rid of. Loads of stuff actually. I'm not saying you will want it all, but just in case, if things go that far, just let me know and I can drive some of it round, I have a friend with a van for bigger stuff if necessary." Kirsty finished. "Really? I mean I wouldn't want to put you out or anything." Sarah replied. "Nonsense, it kills two birds with one stone, I get my garage space back which I can use for... Other things..." Sarah knew Kirsty was talking about some of her other BDSM equipment she had “And you get the stuff for free." Kirsty finished happily. Sarah sat in thought for a moment. How far would she want to go with this? Did she want the stuff Kirsty had? "Anyway, tell me about Jack from your work and this hand holding thing..." Kirsty changed the subject, she felt there was no more to be gained by continuing the conversation for now. She was impressed at how well Sarah was doing considering she was brand new at being a more dominant partner but didn't want to overwhelm her with too much information so she changed the subject. Sarah gossiped with Kirsty for another few hours until at about 8pm Kirsty had to leave, they both had work next day and so needed plenty of sleep. Eventually they rose from the dining room and headed to the front door. "Remember what I said." Kirsty said as she opened her car door a few minutes later just after saying their goodbyes, "Any time you want some stuff for Nicky you just give me a call and you can come over and we will sort some stuff out." "OK." Sarah said with a smile, she wasn't sure if she was going to take Kirsty up on that offer but the option was a good one to have. Sarah waved until Kirsty was out of sight and then closed the door. Sarah headed into the living room and turned the TV on, Nick was due home in an hour so she wanted to be ready when he did to check him and get him ready for bed. After last night’s mess up with Nick not putting a nappy on she was determined to make sure he did wear tonight so she was planning to watch as he put it on again just like this morning. Meanwhile, At the pub, Nick was having a great time with his friends, they had had more than a few to drink and Nick was thoroughly drunk. "Guys, I have to go Sarah said to be home at 9." Nick said swaying slightly as he stood up. "Uh oh." Steve said nudging his friend next to him. "Looks like Nick here has got himself domesticated." Steve and his friends howled with laughter. "I am not!" Said Nick stamping his foot. "Then stay, have another round, it's your turn to buy anyway." Steve said grinning still. Nick thought about it, he had felt so emasculated by the last few days that this accusation of being controlled by his wife, even if a little true, stung a bit. He second guessed his decision to leave. "OK, one more round..." He said stumbling to the bar to the cheers of his friends. After that round though another was bought, then another. Nick lost track of time and he became too drunk to care. Back at home, Sarah was watching the clock and feeling increasingly angry. She tried calling Nick but got no answer. When the clock hit 10pm and Nick still wasn't home she got off the couch and after turning off the lights and TV she headed upstairs. She walked into her bedroom and went straight to Nicks closet, she pulled out one Nicks nappies and walked to the spare bedroom and placed it on the bed. Sarah then grabbed a pen and paper and scrawled a note, taped it to her bedroom door, locked it and headed towards bed. She took off her clothes and lay down on the bed with a sigh. Closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep, she decided she had to focus on work the next day so couldn't allow herself to stay up any later if it resulted in loss of focus at work. At the pub Nick was well and truly wasted. He had had a lot to drink and now as he checked his phone and saw the time and the missed call from Sarah he thought it was time to leave. "OK, now I really have to go, its 11. Sarah will be pished at me." Nick said slurring his words slightly. This time no amount of jeering from his friends would stop him as he got up, said his goodbyes and staggered towards the door. The hot day had given way to a cooler night and as Nick opened the door of the stuffy pub and felt the cool air hit his face, it felt very welcoming. Nick started stumbling his way home. He felt in good spirits, he was going to be a little later home than expected but that wasn't too bad, he thought to himself. As he rounded the corner to the street his house was on though the cooler air seemed to be having another effect, the air combined with how much he had been drinking was creating a lot of pressure on his bladder. A pressure that he just realised was becoming rather urgent. He struggled on for a few more yards before realising that this was extremely urgent and he wasn't going to make it back home. He saw the alley that he had earlier removed his nappy in and headed toward it, the pressure was getting severe now and every step was testing his resolve and was causing him a lot of pain. It felt like his bladder was going to burst, He had never needed to pee like he did right then. He staggered into the alley and started fumbling with his trousers. His drunk brain was struggling to coordinate his hands and pull down the waistband, he could feel some urine starting to dribble out as he still struggled to move his coat and shirt out of the way. He tried to pinch himself at the end of his manhood to stem the flow whilst he used his other hand to free himself so he could pee without worry. Predictably, this attempt to stop the tide failed. The dribble seemed to signal the opening of the flood gates and the dribble started to gain speed. Soon it was more like a steady stream, some of the pee was being soaked up by his trousers but he could feel more going down his leg. Since he had been going commando since removing his nappy there was nothing to stop the urine except his trousers. Finally, he found and pulled down the front of his waistband and was able to direct the stream away from himself, but by this stage his trousers felt like they were soaked. Even in his drunken state he knew that this was bad news. With few alternative options available he walked the last stretch back to his house. His piss soaked trousers quickly cooled from the air and it became thoroughly unpleasant. He got back to the house and after fumbling around for his keys eventually got himself into the dark and quiet house. He removed his shoes and coat and tried to quietly head upstairs, of course he ended up making a lot of noise anyway as he bumped into walls and tripped on stairs on the way up. Nick reached his wife’s bedroom and tried opening the door but it wouldn't budge, he saw the outline of the note on the door and turned on the light confused that he couldn't get into his bed. After managing to get his eyes to focus on the paper he read the note his wife had left him. "Nick, I told you to be home at 9, I headed to bed at 10 and you still weren't home. This is unacceptable, and as I said before you need to earn your spot in my bedroom. You can sleep in the spare bed tonight; I have laid out a nappy for you to change into if required. Goodnight." "Geesh, talk about over reacting." Nick slurred to himself, "I'm only a couple of hours late." Nevertheless, he turned off the light and headed into the spare bedroom, flicking on the light in that room he saw lying on the bed was another nappy. He stripped off his clothes, including his sodden trousers and went over to the bed. Picking up the nappy he unfolded it and started trying to put it on, which proved to be a harder task than he imagined in his inebriated state. Eventually after many minutes of fumbling around he gave up and just laid it flat under him, if he couldn't coordinate his hands to get the nappy on he would just lay it flat on the bed and hope he stayed on top of it all night. Besides after the incident just now he reasoned he wouldn't need to pee again and would have a dry night. To Nicks drunk brain this all made sense. After giving up trying to get the nappy on he laid down on top of it and very quickly fell into a deep sleep. In the middle of the night, though Nick was unaware, his body and more specifically his bladder would betray him yet again.
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  2. the same with me and my wife, she knew of my diapers from the start, as I told her I wore diapers because I was a bed and pants wetter, just not that it was my choice. After a couple of years of marriage she noticed I was now wearing diapers 24/7 and would mess them once in a while. We talked it over and she said I might as well poop my diapers when I needed to go as well.
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  3. Sounds to me like your roommate really needs to get some counseling on her anger. If she just keeps at it the way she is now, she can only wind up hurting herself or someone else.
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  4. Wet/messy diapers and spanking. I have only self spanked, but would really like to get a good punishment spanking from someone else.
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  5. For me, dealing with people like that is hard, only because I am just as ready to yell and fight back, I have to remember exactly how it would play if I were arguing with me, and I realize it's pointless most of the time. Most people with severe anger issues don't really want reason and logic, as they just either want things to go their way, or even worse, they just want to start a fight. I sorry that you have had to deal with something like this, and I am glad you are feeling better now
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  6. well.. anywhere you want... but the trick is you have to wear pants over them
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  7. What a pretty dress! And the waistline is perfect with the 'skirt' portion flaring out over the hips just right Wish I could sew that well. Bettypooh
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  8. The New Mummy Part 1 The hum of the TARDIS sound through Clara's apartment as it materialized in the living room. 'Your apartment, in good old London!' cried the Doctor as he went through the door, Clara soon came walking out, hoping that he didn't break anything, again. 'I admit, going to a planet where they capture you and stew you like a looney tunes cartoon is not my idea of fun' she huffed 'Oh How was I suppose to know that they love daffy duck!' The Doctor argured, but he put his hands up in defeat, 'Fine, next time you pick' he went back in the TARDIS but he poke his head out, 'OH how about the nuplex nebula?' Clara smiled, 'Bye Doctor' she went to her bedroom to change as the TARDIS de-materialized. Clara fixed her hair as she admired herself in the mirror, dressed in her green dress and black tights as she fix her buttons. 'Can't believe they strip me naked' she pouted, but she was turn on by it. She took off her dress and strip herself naked as she went to the shower. Unaware that her door opened. A woman walked in her bedroom as she could hear the shower running. 'Oh my, what a child, leaving her clothes on the floor' she bend down to pick up her dress, 'Honestly, who is here to pick up after her?' she took a peek in the bathroom, seeing Clara in the shower washing her long hair with shampoo, her wet bum visible through the glass. The woman smiled as she started picking up the rest of her clothes and put it in the basket for cleaning. Clara rinsed her hair as she felt her butt cheeks, she winced as they are still throbbing in pain. 'Can't believe those aliens spanked me' she sighed as she turn off the water. She wrap a towel around herself as she entered her bedroom but stop and yelp as she realised whos on her bed. The Mistress, or Missy, is sitting on her bed wearing that evil smile of hers. Clara stood her ground, 'What are you doing here?' she demanded 'Oh I was in the neighbourhood so I thought to drop by' she said, Clara slowly walked around her towards the door, 'Don't bother, that door is lock' she answered 'I still got my phone'
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  9. Agreed with Baby Brian- any high-capacity diaper isn't going to be thin, so you have to make a choice here. Are you going to seek discretion or absorbency? Discretion may seem less risky but if you use your diapers it isn't because the lower absorbency means you're more likely to leak which ain't discreet at all Low absorbency also means more changes which leaves you with a diaper that needs to be disposed of which may also be a problem. Everyone who goes 24/7 has this same dilemma, and most of us have discovered that the correct answer is adequate absorbency Most of us can get through the workday with one diaper, or can change at lunch break. A good premium diaper will get you through this. Most of those the work well have plastic backing which can be noisy but that normally isn't a problem unless you're in a very quiet environment. Some of the cloth-like backed diapers have the needed capacity but do not have equal waterproofing. If you never sit down or don't use much of their capacity they might work for you, but again you're risking the ultimate indiscretion of leaking So most of us who wear 24/7 go for a plastic backed premium diaper and very few of us have had any comments about it being noticed. There are several of good plastic-backed diapers available and how well they fit (which varies with everyone's different shape) seems to be the deciding factor for most of us. A diaper that fits you well is far less prone to leak than one which had gaps or moves around on you. And most of us want to wear plastic-backed diapers anyway
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  10. Parents don't always know exactly when a child poops. There may be times when a child can't be changed right away, day on a car trip. You may have to drive several miles to the next rest area. When I was little, I'd go outside in the back yard to play. Mom would keep an eye on me, but wouldn't know when I used my diaper. Kids just wet n mess and keep playing.
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  11. I have been surprised sometimes by how not open-minded some people with kinks are towards different kinks.
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