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  1. Just stop doing this: https://wgme.com/news/local/north-yarmouths-infamous-diaper-bandit-returns-dumping-soiled-diapers-on-town-roads-routes-9-115-231-maine-crime-gross-cumberland-county-sheriffs-office-littering
  2. Prior to our change, I phoned Dr. Sears. He agreed to meet with us in thirty minutes. We changed, and Bill packed a wet cloth diaper in a plastic bag. “You really should try cloth, Joe,” Bill said. “I tried it, but it’s a lot more convenient to toss a diaper when we’re out than toting wet ones home to be washed.” “Well, suit yourself.” “I am, partner.” We arrived at Dr. Sears’s practice, and we ushered us into his private office. “Amy Green?” the Doctor asked. “Why, yes. I’ve been taking care of her for years, and I still am. Her whole family comes to me.” “What can you tell us about her history,” I asked. “Well, you know she was late to get over bedwetting.” “Yes, her mother said she outgrew it.” “Well, not quite. You do know that bedwetting is sometimes caused by excessive stool holding?” “Yes, doctor, we do,” Bill interjected. “That was the root of Amy’s problem.” “So, you put her on the O’Regan protocol?” “Yes, she took it pretty hard. She already was pretty distraught about still being in diapers at that age. When you add nightly enemas, well, you’d have to say she was resistant.” “But she finally acquiesced?” I asked. “Yes. I was finally able to convince her that the immediate unpleasantness would solve her problem and allow her to live a normal, diaperless life.” “Now, we also know she had a few stress incontinence issues. Leaks when laughing, sneezing?” The doctor took a long pause. “Yes, I’m aware of that. And it has become more of a problem with her. She’s been coping with heavier pads in her underwear.” “And is that sufficient?” I asked. “I’m not sure, but I can’t get her to consider even absorbent underwear. She’s got a lot of issues with anything even remotely like a diaper.” I think we had sufficient background. I thanked the doctor for his time. “What now, Joe?” Bill asked. “I think it’s time we talked to Miss Green.”
  3. OK, there was a news article about schools locking up the bathrooms with cages and someone suggested it might make a good diaper story. Here's the beginning of one: Bob Dennis was at a loss for what to do. He was the assistant principal of a large high school, and he had perennial problems with the school bathrooms. During passing time, when the students were supposed to be using the bathrooms, he enlisted staff to keep an eye on things. He locked the newly installed cage-locked doors during class to secure the rooms. Students who had an urgent need to use the bathroom during class would often convince their teacher to write them a pass to the nurse. Occasionally, they would show up in the office asking to be let into a bathroom somewhere. In either case, someone, the nurse or other staff had to escort the child to an unlocked bathroom. It was not a workable solution. “Bob!,” the school nurse called out to him. “I need to talk to you.” “What now?” he thought to himself. He smiled. “Yes, Carol. What can I do for you?” “This whole bathroom plan is entirely unworkable. Plus, I’m worried about the health issues of kids not being able to relieve themselves when they need to.” Bob had heard this argument before. He threw up his hands. “I think I have a solution.” Bob’s outlook brightened. He was willing to try anything at this point. “You have them send any kid who can’t make it to the end of the period to me.” “I thought you didn’t want to play potty police,” Bob said. Those were the words she had used a few days earlier. “I have a new strategy. Once I deal with a student, I don’t think we’ll have further trouble with them.” “OK, explain it to me.” She did, and Bob had to agree that it could work. It was worth a try. -- Jimmy Green was a sophomore in high school. He was a smart kid and well-behaved. Not that he didn’t have an occasional run-in with school discipline. He was sitting in history class, listening to the teacher drone on and on. He became aware that he needed to pee. He raised his hand. The teacher looked up at him. “Can I have a pass?” Jimmy asked. “You’re supposed to deal with things on your own time,” the teacher countered. “I have to go.” The teacher sighed and scribbled out a pass form. Jimmy headed out of the room and stared at it. It was for the school nurse. He had heard that the nurse had a bathroom that kids had been using. On the way, he checked the regular bathrooms, and indeed, the metal gates were locked over the entrance. The nurse’s office would have to be. He entered the office and handed the pass to the nurse. “What is the matter?” the nurse asked. “I just need to use the bathroom,” he admitted. “Come this way,” she directed him into a small room with a cot. “Take your pants off and lie down.” He couldn’t figure out what this was about. Was she going to watch him pee? She was busying herself in the cabinet but dropped his pants and got on the cot. She came over and yanked down his underpants. In a few seconds, she had fastened something between his legs. “You can put your pants on and get back to class.” He stood up and then realized what it was—a diaper. They had to be kidding. “You can now use the diaper whenever you want. Get back to class.” He put his pants back on. And she wrote him another pass to go back. “Come back after school, and I’ll give you your panties back,” she said, dropping his underwear into a drawer. What could he do? This was very strange. He went back to class and sat down. As bad as he had to go, he couldn’t see doing it in the diaper. First, wetting himself wasn’t appealing, but even when he resigned himself to having to do so, he couldn’t get It started. Years of toilet training worked against him. Finally, he was able to pee. He felt the warmth spread across his crotch. He put his hand down, but the diaper soaked it up. He looked around to see if anybody was paying attention to what was happening, but they were all half asleep or watching the teacher. When the bell finally rang, he stood up. The now sodden diaper weighed heavily on his hips as he made his way to the next class. This was all too weird. The day droned on, and the final bell rang. He headed back to the nurse, who handed him a bag. It was way too heavy to be his underpants. “What’s this?” he asked. “Your panties are in there, but also, there are more diapers in there.” “More diapers?” “Yes, you’ll have to wear them to school from now on.” “For how long?” “Until you graduate. I’ve already called your mother to let her know.”
  4. I always wanted white because plain white were the pampers of my childhood. I detested the institutional green Depend switched to for a while. I remember getting some early baby blue ones back in the pre-hourglass days. On a preivous 24/7 binge when I was working I had either the Sam's Club briefs (white) or the Attends Extra (light blue). Attends discontinued that particular diaper and never really replaced it with a comparable one (reasonably absorbant but not to thick). For a long time, my goto were the navy blue (with dots) Northshore Care Supreme Lights. Now I primarily wear Megamaxes, mostly in tie-dye, though I have some simple white and black ones. I also have a few print diapers for when the mood strikes me. My favorite (out of production) was CTDC's one with the Teddy Bears all over it.
  5. Don't know if I'll try yet. It's a moderate distance for me. A few years back I did the one that passed through Nashville as I had friends there I could stay with. I saw another total eclipse back in 1970. Was part of an amateur astronomy group back then. We went down to Virginia Beach to be in the path of totality. We had one telescope with a sun filter, one projecting on a card. One camera was set up to take multiple exposures of the sun at various stages, and there was also an apparatus that was there to measure the shadow bands coming out of totality. We also did light meter and temperature readings throughout the thing. I was the time keeper. I had a portable shortwave receiver that I was listening to the time standard broadcast.
  6. Just then, Captain Load came into the room. “Boys, I got a new one for you. Female, 22. Always had a touch of stress incontinence. Word is on the street she’s been having more severe accidents. Check it out. Bill pulled her record. It was fairly clean. There were a couple of accidents in elementary school, but it didn’t amount to anything. There was an address on file. We signed out a car and drove over to 1516 Pin Oak Lane. I rang the bell. An older woman appeared at the door. “Ma’am, my name is Sergeant Sunday, this is Officer Flannel. We are from the LA Continency Department.” “The diaper police?” she said with surprise. It was a common nickname for us. Not the worst that had been thrown our way. “Yes, ma’am. We want to speak with Amy Green. Is she here?” “Amy? Why no. She doesn’t live here anymore. I’m her mother. What is all this about?” “We’re investigating some issues she was having. Are you aware of any continence issues she has?” “Well, she did have a bedwetting problem until she was eight or nine or so.” “And how did you deal with that?” “I took her to our family doctor, Dr. Sears. He decided that she’d eventually grow out of it, and she did.” “And how did you deal with it until she did.” “Well, we kept her in diapers until she was about four. Then we tried pull-ups and Goodnites.” “And daytime problems?” I asked. “No, not really. Oh, occasionally her brothers would tickle her mercilessly, causing her to leak a little. But that never amounted to anything—just a little embarrassment.” “And at school?” “I guess you checked her record. Much of the same.” I surmised we had gotten as much information as we could out of her, except one thing: “Would you have her current address?” “Yes, of course.” She wrote it down on the back of one of my cards, and I thanked her and left. Walking down the sidewalk toward the car, I flooded my diaper. I suspect Bill was already soggy. “What do you think, Joe?” he asked. “I think that either someone is hiding something, or her problems have progressed since she lived at home.” “Are we going to see her now?” “Not just yet. I want to talk to that doctor, Dr. Sears, first, and I suspect we both need a change.”
  7. I've got a few stories about schools switching to diapers kicking around over the years. But I could start another.
  8. I remember forcing myself into a real pair of amber rubber pants when I was probably four or so. I can't remember why I did it. Later on in my teens when I developed the interest in diapers, cloth diapers and plastic pants were the center of it (adult disposables handn't quite hit the market yet).
  9. https://www.mirror.co.uk/news/uk-news/parents-outraged-after-school-builds-32417888?ICID=ref_fark
  10. Quite a smell on Delta this morning, The passengers made quite a fit, What they thought was peanut butter, Turned out was a pile of... Shaving Cream, Be nice and clean. Shave every day and you'll always look keen.
  11. Do what you want, but realize there may be consequences. The rule I tend to use is "What would your mother think if she saw you doing this?"
  12. Crotch shots do nothing for me. People who act as "god's gift to the ABDL community" and pontificate on what people should do cause even more consternation.
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