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You're welcome, Mia.  Thank you for inviting me to be a part of this project.  I am worried my entry is a little too avant-garde for the audience but I had a lot of fun writing it.  I'm a big fan of the noir genre (but it's unreadable now because holy shit racism/sexism was rampant in fiction back then) and painting this story with such a heavy brush was delightful. And for those who don't know, I finished "Life in the Dollhouse".  The story in its entirety is available here:  https://www.legitfic.com/s/1465-life-in-the-dollhouse

I'm sitting in a wet and poopy Adventure Puffs disposable diaper right now.  Been messy for a couple hours right now and it feels amazing.  I'll watch the noon news and get changed.

I'm in a wet and messy Adventure Puffs disposable diaper right now.  Feels amazing 

I have another diaper dream to enter into the annals: My wife and I were on vacation somewhere tropical, and a cruise ship was in port, and somehow, we got invited onto the cruise ship for a tour. We walked around the ship - it was quite lavish, almost baroque. I recall taking a moment to wet my diaper while we paused to view a Titanic-esque dining area replete with giant chandeliers.  Then we got invited to use one of the pools, and we were given a quasi-public space to change in, it seemed like a coat check room, or something like that. Magically, I now had my bathing suit with me, and I stripped off my clothes and put on the swimsuit. I distinctly recall carefully un-taping one side of my diaper, sliding it down, and then folding the tabs in on their nonstick parking spots so that I could reuse the diaper later. I recall noting that it was now wet, and not looking forward to putting it back on, but, I didn't have any other options. I somewhat awkwardly tucked the diaper under my clothes and left them on the floor in a corner, and then we went down to the pool.  The diaper was an unidentified white plastic one with tapes - if I had to say what it was, I would go with a MegaMax or a BeDry.  We were sitting around the pool when we suddenly realized that the ship was moving, so I went over to a crew member and asked what was going on. He said that it was too windy to stay close to shore, so they were headed out to sea. I said, so, are you docking anywhere else around here? And he said, no, we'll be at sea at least for a day or two before our next port of call.  I panicked - we were leaving our hotel room, bags, everything behind, we didn't have a room on the ship, and, I only had ONE already-wet diaper with me. The conclusion was that we were going to be allowed to sleep in that coat check room - kind of them - but that I was going to have to go down to the shopping area on the ship and see if anyone sold anything approaching diapers. I recall thinking, but deciding not to say out loud to my wife, that I might have to buy the largest baby diapers they sold, and then use them as stuffers, and wear the diaper I had on for the next 48 hours or so, and thinking that I should be careful with the tapes. And that buying diapers in a cruise ship gift shop was going to be expensive, if they even had them. (In real life I know that giant cruise ships have expansive [and expensive] shopping areas and would at least carry baby diapers, and probably also adult pull-ups, but in my dream I was thinking I'd be looking for a dusty old bag of Pampers parked next to the sunblock on a small shelf in a store that primarily sold t-shirts).  I was very distressed about being on a cruise with one outfit and one diaper and only a coat closet for accommodations, and that's when I woke up to find myself very happy to be in my own bed - and, in a wet diaper (a BeDry Night - still in it). I had evidently peed during the dream.