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  1. evilengine

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    awesome, I got to see both Raiders of the Lost Ark and Star Wars A New Hope in concert. These orchestras are fantastic.
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    evilengine's diaper packs

    pics of my deliveries and what packs I get when I get em.
  3. reuploading all my old stories. Some used to be here until they were purged, back where they belong. One or two others I don't remember uploading here at all...so there ya go, did a nice thing for you XP

  4. Charli burst out from the barrier, her heavy suitcase pushed ahead on a trolley, a pink backpack bouncing behind her as she slowed down, the sight of the Hogwarts Express, in all it’s scarlet glory, coming into view. She caught her breath after that short sprint, the barrier had rejected her each time she tried the more subtle art of side-stepping during the previous years. Learning her lesson she threw caution to the wind after kissing her parents goodbye, making sure her skirt was aligned, before breaking into a steady jog at the dividing barrier between platforms 9 and 10. She looked over the crowded scene before her. Over seven years nothing had changed: a multicoloured crowd of children, teenagers, parents, porters, even the odd magical pet that had been let loose… or escaped a careless owner. Charli ducked a little as a particularly fat barn owl wooshed over her head, feathers almost brushing her hair as a fourth year chased after it, arms outstretched. Ordinarily Charli would be seeking her friends and classmates, catching up on wizarding news and summertime gossip. Not this time. Charli’s final year would start off in with constant vigilance, throwing looks over her shoulder, one hand pushing the trolley, her other making sure her light skirt remained in place as she sidled as nonchalantly as she could through several dozen parents in the middle of an animated boast about each of their children’s accomplishments. As she slid past the gleaming engine, a jet of warm steam billowed out over her legs, her skirt getting caught for a moment. Her heart jumped as she attempted to keep her cool, pulling it down as firmly as she could, hoping no one saw anything. ‘Just need to worry about being seen,’ she thought to herself, looking around feverishly. ‘No one will hear it, not here, way too noisy. Just keep this damn skirt from giving me away!’ The skirt had not been her idea. No way. Had she had her own choice she’d be in secure trousers all the way, maybe a loose pair of shorts, baggy enough that they hid whatever underneath. So what if they wouldn’t look good? Stealth is the key here, and I’ve got too much to lose. Charli heaved her case to the nearest open door. Lugging the massive container, she manhandled it up the steps and into the cramped corridor. She yanked her backpack more securely onto her shoulders, before wheeling her case down the carriage. Like the platform outside, the inside of the train was buzzing with laughing, screaming, and chattering of hundreds of people. She had a fine job squeezing past others also attempting to move their own luggage around the train, having to press right up against the wall on more than one occasion. Had this been any other year Charli would have gone straight to her friends, or maybe even the prefect compartment, having been made a Gryffindor prefect the previous year. No… she’d have to bite her lip and find somewhere safer. Somewhere she wouldn’t be disturbed. After nearly ten minutes she found a vacant compartment very close to the end of the last carriage. A littler smaller, only just big enough for four passengers, but it came with working blinds on the door and inner windows, plus she could utilize a locking spell. It’ll be perfect. Sliding the door shut, she took a deep breath, lifting her giant suitcase onto the rack opposite her. After a few close calls of it nearly slipping, she secured it, flopping down on the seat to catch her breath. As she panted, she quickly checked that the close was clear, before carefully pulling her skirt up. Meeting her gaze, smiling innocently back at her between her thighs was a particularly thick disposable diaper. White in colour, cuffs around the leg holes, four tapes holding it on. It was a diaper, no getting around it. ‘I am on a train filled with hundreds of teenagers and I’m sitting here literally in the thicket nappy my parents could find. Great...’ she grumbled to herself, giving the poof a tentative poke. ‘Warm already. So I did have an accident in the car, ughh!’ Charli thought back to the fifteen minutes she spent driving through London in the back of a taxi with her mum and dad. Just a quarter of an hour and she’d wet herself then too! She had thought she felt the warmth of the ‘incident’ but it was getting harder and harder to feel it these days. ‘If this keeps up I won’t feel it at all!’ Charli threw her skirt back in place and folded her arms with a huff, kicking her feet out onto the seat in front, pouting to no one but herself. Charli was a pretty small girl, to be perfectly honest. Small, bespectacled, and (if she thought so herself) pretty cute. Her hair was a darkish brown, shoulder length, and almost black, except for the odd rogue greyish-white hair that stood out no matter how much she plucked at them. Currently she sported a light summery cardigan over a dress of duck-egg green colour, a pair of casual trainers on her feet. She fiddled with her glasses a little, trying to get comfier. In the relative quiet of her compartment she could hear the diaper crinkle with every other little move she made. Shifting her bum, moving her legs, even leaning over to peer out the window a plasticy noise called to her from under the skirt mockingly. ‘You can do it, Charli,’ she tried to reassure herself again. ‘Just ride it out, visit the Hospital Wing the moment you get to Hogwarts, and everything will be fine...’ The train whistle blew overheard, she heard the sound of porters shouting for students to board. She put on her best glare that she could muster as people peered in, going as far to fetch her prefect badge from her rucksack, pushing the neatly folded stack of diapers aside to find it at the bottom. Pinning it to her cardigan she flashed it threateningly whenever a student didn’t take the glare seriously. ‘Not exactly prefect behaviour...’ She thought to herself, the girl she shooed away looking dejected. ‘But I can’t take the risk, even if it is a first or second year who doesn’t know me. Heck, or might not even end up in Gryffindor house at all.’ She felt another trickle as the train began to move. She bit her lip, lifting herself a little off the seat as more warmth spread inside, absorbing into the material around her. She felt it grow warmer and warmer, squishier and thicker. She settled gingerly back down with another crinkle, the poof surrounding her down below. As she watched the tall buildings of capital city start to move past, she griped the arm rests of her seat tightly, hoping that the journey, hours long, would pass without incident…
  5. Elaine peered over the ridge, shielding her eyes slightly as the wind kicked up the dust, she lay low on the ground, a hand clutching the grip of her pistol. The wastelands were deathly quiet, save for the low whistle that was the breeze over the dunes and ridges of the desolate landscape. 'It must be here somewhere…' she thought, reaching inside of her jumpsuit for a crumpled piece of paper. Unfolded, the paper was a very old and incredibly worn-out map, depicting the surrounding area in vague detail at best. This was a pre-war map; it wasn’t likely to include ruins or craters, let alone the location of vaults. She grunted, looking from the map to her surroundings. 'It has to be here, I’m sure!' She thought again, staring at the big red circle drawn on the map, with the numbers -109- scrawled next to it. Elaine had set out over two weeks ago on her expedition to find the elusive vault #109, to which little if any information was known. Even after raiding the Vault-Tech offices she was none the wiser, other than a: the vault existed, and b: it was somewhere here. For a hefty sum, she managed to scrounge a map from a couple of wastelanders who claim to have coordinates to its location, but hasn’t dared gone near it. She bit her lip, thinking of not just the caps she spent but the working condition laser rifle she traded for it too. 'I knew never to trust ghouls' she thought, folding it back up and tucking it back into her jumpsuit. She was a young woman, Elaine. Only just in her twenties, having left her settlement after hearing stories of the vault hunters; wastelanders who travelled to the mysterious nuclear bunkers that dotted the country, raiding them for any pre-war tech and becoming quickly rich in the process. She didn’t want to waste her years flogging junk in Megaton or following in her mother’s footsteps as a Brahmin farmer, she wanted adventure!Steadily getting to her feet, Elaine brushed off the dirt and cautiously walked on, constantly on the lookout for any rogue raiders, or worse, super mut…ANNNNNNTSSSS!!!???She let out a squeal as the ground beneath her gave way with a crumble, falling a few feet and landing with a bruised THUD. “God friggin dammit!” she grumbled, pulling herself up and looking around. She had fallen into what looked like a mineshaft; lots of wooden supports lined the walls and ceiling, which now had a big hole letting in sunlight. Elaine rubbed her backside, groaning, looking back and forth, noticing the tunnel seemingly descending deeper into the ground. She slowly withdrew a small flashlight from her utility belt, flicking it on and moving slowly forward, her pistol raised. After about 50 yards came an abrupt end to the tunnel, a solid wall. Shining her light, she could make out a big grey circle of metal, shaped like a cog…with the numbers 109 in faded yellow writing….THIS IS IT! She beamed, nearly jumping with excitement. The entrance was literally hidden underground! She hurried forward, looking at the door, which stood motionless and still. Putting her ear to the cold metal, she couldn't hear a thing. Though seeing how they were several feet thick, needing to withstand a nuclear holocaust she guessed as much. She moved over to a control panel nearby, blowing a few decades of dust and earth off. She scratched her head for a moment, before pushing and pulling the buttons and levers at random. After only a few presses the door let out a loud mechanical groan, the sound of machinery vibrating through the tunnel, shaking even more dirt from the ceiling. After a minute or so of chugging, the door finally slid aside, steam gushing from the opening mechanism. Pistol raised again, Elaine moved forward into the dimly lit vault. The entrance was nothing special, she had been in two vaults already and this looked no different. All switches, machines and a room off to the side that housed the control room. She moved on, occasionally looking over her shoulder in the event that she was being followed.She gripped the wheel of the only door out, twisting it, opening the door. She threw up her hands as bright white light instantly shone through the door the moment it was cracked open. She covered her eyes in pain as she tried to get used to the brightness, just as a voice spoke.“HI THERE AND WELCOME TO VAULT #109.” She half recognised the voice; it sounded an awful lot like a robot… “CONGRATULATIONS, YOU ARE THE VERY FIRST PERSON TO SET FOOT IN OUR PROUD VAULT SINCE ITS GRAND OPENING WHICH NEVER HAPPENED!” Still grumbling, Elaine peered through her fingers. Standing above her was a big clunky robot, much cleaner and well presented than the ones she was used to dealing with. Also this one wasn't attempting to zap her with a laser beam, which was a rare treat. “First person? What about the past vault dwellers?” Elaine asked, tentatively. “VAULT #109 WAS NEVER OFFICIALLY OPENED BY VAULT TECH!” The robot answered immediately, always speaking with a cheerful woman’s voice, albeit with a typical robotic tone. “DUE TO PRODUCTION ISSUES, SUPPLY ISSUES, REASON ISSUES, AND MANY OTHER ISSUES TOO NUMEROUS, VAULT #109 WAS DEEMED A FAILED PROJECT BEFORE IT HAD BEGUN, AND WAS NOT OPENED TO THE PUBLIC. VAULT TECH ATTEMPTED TO REPURPOSE THE VAULT, BUT WERE UNABLE DUE TO THE NUCLEAR WAR WHICH OCCURRED NOT FIVE DAYS AFTER THE ORIGINAL PLANNED OPENING OF VAULT #109!” Elaine blinked, standing up straight during the machine’s explanation. 'So if this vault has never been opened…the tech inside must be untouched and worth a monumental amount of caps!' She thought, looking around. What vaults she had explored had been ransacked long before, the interiors had rusted over, most of the equipment either missing or no longer in functioning order. This place was a goldmine. “WOULD THE YOUNG LADY CARE TO FOLLOW ME? AFTER OVER 200 YEARS I CAN FINALLY SERVE MY PURPOSE!” The robot turned and began clunking away down the passage. Elaine followed, tucking her pistol into her holster, no longer needing it if the vault has only just opened. The robot lead Elaine further and further in, past a few doors, rounded windows that peered through into pristine computer labs and control rooms, a gentle hum filled the vault as the two of them walked through. After a few minutes they came to a stop, another door slid open before them.“So…what purpose did this vault have, exactly?” Elaine asked, looking around. “Why did Vault Tech decide against opening it for people to use?”“VAULT TECH EVENTUALLY CONCLUDED THAT EXPERIMENTING ON HAVING NO LAVATORIES IN A VAULT WAS DEEMED NECESSARY!” The robot answered straight away.“What? No lavatories? You mean like…no bathrooms?” “VAULT #109 HAS ENOUGH BATHROOMS TO SATISFY THE CLEANING OF ITS MAXIMUM 1000 OCCUPANTS. RATHER IT HAS NO FLUSH LAVATORIES TO DISPOSE OF HUMAN WASTE.”“What the hell? No toilets? What the hell was anyone supposed to do?” Elaine asked, flabbergasted, as they entered the room. “VAULT #109 OCCUPANTS WERE EXPECTED TO WEAR DIAPERS!” said the robot, turning to Elaine. “DIAPERS FOR ANY AND ALL AGES, THEY WERE TO BE RECYCLED IN THE VAULT DIAPER RECYCLER AND REPURPOSED INTO FRESH DIAPERS, MEANING THE VAULT WOULD NEVER RUN OUT!”“B….but that’s ridiculous!” Elaine stammered, shocked at the very idea. “Who the hell thought that would be a good idea?! A hole in the ground filled with 1000 guys dressed like babies?!”“IT WAS THE PURPOSE OF VAULT #109, AND AS OUR FIRST OCCUPANT, YOU HAVE THE PROUD HONOUR OF BEING THE FIRST PERSON TO EXPERIENCE VAULT #109’S PURPOSE!” “What? Are you kidding me??? No way am I letting a crazy robot diaper me, I’m outta here!” Before Elaine could turn to leave a pair of hands clamped around both her arms, she struggled, turning her head to see an identical robot standing directly behind her, its claw-like hands closed tight around Elaine’s arm, as she wrestled fruitlessly against the iron grip.“VAULT #109 OFFERS SEVERAL EXPERIENCES FOR OUR OCCUPANTS!” The first robot continued. “OCCUPANTS CAN CHOOSE TO DIAPER THEMSELVES, OR ALLOW THE SOPHISTICATED VAULT TECH MACHINERY TO PERFORM THE TASK FOR THEM!”“GO TO HELL!!!” Snarled Elaine, still trying to break free from the second machine.”“DOES NOT COMPUTE!” The first robot said. “VAULT TECH MACHINERY WILL PERFORM DEFAULT ACTIONS IN THIS EVENT!” There was a loud whirring sound from behind Elaine, as a second pair of arms extended from the body of the robot holding her still, they moved seamlessly through the air, clamping around Elaine’s legs this time.“STOP IT, LET ME GO NOW!” Elaine screamed, feeling herself being lifted off her feet. The first robot marched forward, raising its own arms now. “PLEASE REMAIN STILL WHILE VAULT #109 TECH SERVES YOU, THANK YOU FOR YOU COOPERATION!” It said, before seizing the front of Elaine’s jumpsuit.“Don’t you things dare touch me, I said NO. STOP!” She cried, seeing the buttons on her suit pop open, her bra now on full display as the machine yanked off her clothes. “LEAVE ME ALONE! STOP THAT! P…PLEASE!” She wailed, as the robot continued stripping her of her outfit. What the robot couldn’t simply peel off, it sliced with a precise zap of its laser, effortlessly undressing Elaine in a matter of seconds. Soon Elaine was just in her underwear, her clothes and equipment now in a jumbled heap on the floor. “ONCE THE OCCUPANT IS COMPLETELY STRIPPED, PROCEED TO PART TWO!” the robot chimed, reaching forward and grabbing her bra in one claw and her panties in the other. “NO! STOOOOOOP!!!” Elaine shrieked, fighting back tears as her underwear were ripped away, leaving her now stark naked, at the mercy of these crazy machines. The robot holding onto her began trundling along on its caterpillar treads, still keeping Elaine aloft in it’s grip, her nude body coming up in goosebumps at the cool air of the vault. The robot carried her towards the big machine that took up most of the room, a conveyer belt sticking out the front like a flat grey tongue. Next thing she knew, Elaine found herself lifted higher into the air and placed upon the rubbery surface of the belt. As she realised she was no longer in the robot’s clutches she instinctively began trying to escape, but the machine had already began whirring and chugging, the belt quickly pulling her into the void of the open hatch, which quickly shut behind her. Plunged into darkness, she shivered, curling up as the belt rolled her into nothingness. As the belt eventually came to halt, lights switched on, momentarily blinding her yet again. Before she could get a grasp on her surroundings more clawed hands seized her limbs. She shrieked again, ignoring the rather unusually soft and gentle grips as they pulled her arms and legs spread-eagled.Elaine could only watch as the arms forced her legs apart, pushing them up towards her chest, exposing everything. “This is insane, stop this PLEEEEAAAASSSSE!!!” she cried. The machine didn’t take any notice, and was poofing some white powder over her bottom and privates. Unable to escape, Elaine stared as the arms finished the powdering, spreading her legs even further. Her knees almost touching her chest, Elaine stared at the thick, white diaper now being unfolded, framed between her legs. “NOOOOOOO!!!” she cried out, her face turning red in an effort to get out of this insane contraption. Unable to move a muscle, the diaper swooped down, and within a matter of seconds, was taped snug around her. “This isn’t happening! THIS ISN’T HAPPENING!” she kept repeating, the diaper thick and poofy between her thighs. She sniffed, stressed tears flowing down her face, she hardly noticed the arms now slipping a vault jumpsuit style diaper-tee onesie over her, stretching her arms up and slipping them through the sleeves, pulling it down her body and snapping the buttons around the diaper, covering everything besides her legs, still bare. The arms finally settled her down upon the conveyer, which kicked into life once again, pulling her snivelling form along, finally popping her out the other end.Falling with a flump upon a soft floor, Elaine looked around. She seemed to be a dormitory of sorts; bunkbeds lined the walls, all of which looked pristine and untouched, the room lit the same as the other. Immediately she reached down, desperately trying to unbutton her onesie and rip off the horrible diaper. She wrenched at the onesie, for all her strength she couldn’t pull the buttons apart, they seemed stuck somehow, either way it wasn’t coming off it seemed. She collapsed, exhausted, red faced and sweating, looking over as another robot clunked into the room, identical to the one that greeted her. “GREETINGS, WOULD THE OCCUPANT CARE FOR SOME REFRESHMENT?” it asked, in the same cheerful female voice. Elaine glared at the thing, fuming. “Do I look like I want a f***ing drink??!!” she snapped. “I want to get out of here!”“I’M SORRY, BUT THE VAULT IS NOW CLOSED, OCCUPANTS ARE NOT PERMITTED TO LEAVE UNTIL THE ALLOTTED TIME HAS PASSED AND THE OUTSIDE IS DEEMED SAFE!” It chirped; its tone still as happy as before. A bottle of purified water dropped from a chute built into the robot’s chest. “TIME FOR YOUR REFRESHMENT!”
  6. Posting my stories on here, hopefully will get some new ones written up!

  7. evilengine

    Tena Maxi

    I bought them on eBay, it's where I normally get my diapers from. I was damn lucky with this batch as it cost way less then bulk buys normally do
  8. yes! finally restocked with 63 Tena Maxis. Needless to say I'm quite happy now ^^

  9. Not worn for a while now, keen to stock up and slip into one

  10. so I'm new here, what is there to do?

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