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By undertheradar · Posted
I have to wear 24/7 due to urinary incontinence.. the only time I'm taking the diaper off as if I'm taking a shower, getting changed, if I happen to realize that I need to pee, if I need to poop, or if I'm getting laid... but as far as the daytime issues go, that's kind of an on and off thing.. might happen for a couple weeks, and up for a couple months I've even had times when it went on for a few years.. and I expect it's going to get worse as time goes on, and l5 s1 back injury that went untreated for a year and a half has definitely caused some noticeable issues with things like the way that I walk, obviously pain, and I feel like it has made already existing urinary issues worth but I've never had a really good introspection.. most likely due to the ADHD and autism one thing I did notice though, when I first started wearing in the daytime about 2 months ago I was extremely worried about it I felt like everybody could see it and I definitely it was very bothersome.. but now it's been more than 2 months and I really don't even notice that I have it on.. in fact sometimes I will spend a little bit of time not wearing it so that I can air out... good for the skin... but oftentimes if I don't actively remind myself that I am not diapered I'll end up wedding whatever I'm wearing... sometimes it's just a few minutes after taking the diaper off -
By Quite-Tiff · Posted
That was such a good chapter, so happy that Sara and Anna had a good talk and made up at the end. I hope whatever Anna's plan is that it works. -
By undertheradar · Posted
I chatted with the nurse.. they suspect that it may be a mild hernia.. although it seems that I don't have any problems as long as I'm like moving and Super active.. the nurse actually pointed out that it probably isn't related to the diaper... in fact.. she mentioned that it would give quite a bit of support and actually should be better than just normal underpants.. so I'm feeling much better today, I've had a surprisingly busy day very productive lots of physical labor and I actually feel better than I did in the morning believe it or not unfortunately my primary care physician is out, so they're going to have the nurse call me back tomorrow and see if we can schedule something.. they don't expect that I'm in any immediate danger.. but it's still something they want to check out I wasn't looking for medical advice necessarily I mean I have a primary care physician for that reason.. however I was trying to make sure that there wasn't something that I had overlooked, but I imagine if I were going to have any problems with this particular brand of diapers the problem probably would have shown up quite a while back I think I've been wearing this particular type and size for over a month and the same type but a slightly smaller size about a month before that of course the comedy of the whole thing is that I lost about 15 pounds in 3 weeks... primarily because I was sick for about 2 weeks and only eating about 2 to 300 calories a day. lol 🤣. it was not pleasant and I'm glad to have my appetite back.. so now the mediums that were a little tight actually fit quite well and the regulars fit great too I like them a little better as they have a little more rise.. I'll probably regain the weight shortly I usually have her around 200 pounds give or take 5 lb.. so now I'm sitting in 190 range plus or minus a pound anyway the doctor prescribed me some methylprednisone about a week ago for my back.. and I had mentioned some minor groin pain... and it was feeling a lot better but I was also taking a lot of ibuprofen.. I had to stop taking the ibuprofen while I was taking the methylprednisone and I felt pretty good for a couple days... and then after about 3 days I was just agony... the weird part is it didn't hurt me much if I was moving around and super active... but in our church, we stand during the services... and there's a solid 3 hours of service well this was a particularly long service and another service right after lunch so for all intents and purposes I had 12 hours that day on my feet just standing there and that really hurt.. but the next day just moving around and doing basic work like I was always doing no problems.. everything still a little sore, but we're getting there and honestly I had a hernia a couple years ago and just wore a hernia belt for about a month and everything healed up really nicely.. but they warned me there was a pretty strong possibility of it happening again if I didn't do the surgery.. so we might do a surgery this time I'm not sure how that's going to work.. yeah I don't know the interesting part is, the nurse said, that the back pain could actually be causing a deferred pain in the groin... and she went on to say that it also could be a hernia in the groin area that is causing pain in the back.. OR it could be both ... is there a way that I can start getting younger? I feel like I didn't have these problems when I was in my twenties ... and they certainly were not as bad and my thirties but now in my early 40s I feel like the whole body is just giving up.. oh well at least I still have my good looks Trying to get something scheduled -
By Lilboydiaper · Posted
Hi 👋 I’m happy you are enjoying my story. I’m very proud of it. To answer your question that’s right around where I picture Jack’s size and weight to be. Chapter 17 : Marcus’s face lit up the moment the stroller was fully revealed. His reaction came quickly—almost too quickly, like he’d been waiting for this exact moment. “Oh, I love it, Mrs. Turner,” he said, his voice carrying a little too much excitement. He stepped closer, admiring it openly before glancing back at Jack. “I think little Jack-Jack here is going to love it too.” Jack didn’t move. He stood frozen where he was, eyes locked on the stroller, his body stiff and unresponsive. The bright Dino Dan patterns felt overwhelming, almost mocking, as they stared back at him. Behind them, the classroom had grown restless. Students leaned toward each other, whispering just loud enough to be heard. “Is that actually for him?” “No way… they’re serious?” “That’s wild…” Jill stepped forward, her curiosity piqued despite everything. “Mrs. Turner, where did you even find something like this?” she asked, running her hand lightly along the handle. Mrs. Turner smiled, clearly pleased. “I had it custom-made by a good friend of mine,” she explained. “I thought it would be… perfect.” Her gaze shifted back to Jack, soft but expectant. “Well?” she asked again, her voice gentle but insistent. “Do you like it, Jack?” Jack’s throat tightened. He didn’t know what to say—what he could say. His hands hung uselessly at his sides, his chest rising and falling a little faster now. Every eye in the room seemed to be on him, waiting. Marcus stepped in, crouching slightly. Without much warning, he reached up and gently pulled the pacifier from Jack’s mouth. “Go on,” Marcus said quietly, though there was a firmness underneath. “You need to answer Mrs. Turner.” Jack’s lips trembled slightly without the pacifier there. He swallowed, eyes flicking between the stroller, Marcus, and Mrs. Turner. “I… I wike it…” he managed in a soft, strained baby voice, barely above a whisper. It was enough. Mrs. Turner’s smile widened, satisfied. “I thought you might,” she said warmly. Marcus nodded approvingly, slipping the pacifier back into Jack’s mouth. “See? That wasn’t so hard.” But the moment didn’t settle. If anything, it stirred the room even more. One student raised a hand slightly, leaning forward with interest. “Can he try it out?” they asked, a grin creeping onto their face. Jack’s heart dropped. Before anyone could redirect the question, another voice chimed in. “Yeah, let him sit in it!” “Come on, we wanna see!” “Just for a second!” The suggestions piled on, voices overlapping, some curious, some amused, some just eager for the spectacle. Jack’s breathing quickened. “No…” he tried to say, the word muffled around his pacifier, barely audible. But no one was really listening anymore. The room felt smaller. Louder. The pressure closed in from all sides, the whispers, the laughter, the expectation. His chest tightened, panic rising fast and uncontrollable. And then— It happened. A sudden warmth spread through his diaper, stronger than before. It didn’t stop. It kept going. Jack froze as the sensation intensified, his body betraying him completely. His face flushed deep red as the reality hit—this wasn’t subtle. This wasn’t something he could hide. A faint, unmistakable wet sound followed, and within seconds, the padding grew heavy—too heavy. The moisture began to seep, pushing past the edges, darkening the fabric of his shorts. Jack’s eyes widened in horror. A small sob escaped him. Then another. And suddenly, he broke. Tears welled up fast, spilling over in thick, heavy drops. His cries came next—loud, raw, and uncontrollable. Not the frustrated whining from before, but deep, shaking sobs that echoed through the classroom. The kind that couldn’t be ignored. Jill reacted immediately, dropping down beside him. “Hey, hey, it’s okay,” she murmured, pulling him gently toward her. “Shh, sweetheart, it’s okay…” Mrs. Turner stepped in as well, her voice softer now, more careful. “Jack, it’s alright. You’re alright…” Even Marcus, who had been so composed before, crouched down nearby. “Hey… come on now,” he said, his tone quieter, less teasing. “You’re okay.” But nothing worked. Jack cried harder, his whole body trembling as the humiliation, the fear, the overwhelm all poured out at once. His hands clenched against Jill as he buried his face into her, his pacifier bobbing uselessly with each sob. The room had gone silent. Whatever curiosity or amusement had been there before had faded, replaced with an uneasy stillness. It took time—long, drawn-out minutes—but eventually, Jack’s cries began to soften. They didn’t stop completely, but they slowed into shaky, uneven breaths, the occasional hiccup breaking through. Jill held him close, gently rocking him as she looked up at Mrs. Turner. “Do you mind if I take him somewhere to get him cleaned up?” she asked quietly. “And… maybe give him a minute to settle down?” Mrs. Turner nodded immediately. “Of course. Take all the time you need.” Jill adjusted the diaper bag on her shoulder, her expression thoughtful now. “I… actually have something I want to try,” she added softly. “But I’ll need somewhere quiet.” Mrs. Turner gestured toward the hallway. “There’s a private room just down the hall on the right. You can use that.” “Thank you,” Jill said. Carefully, she lifted Jack into her arms, holding him securely against her as he sniffled and clung to her. His face was still damp with tears, his body heavy and exhausted. Without another word, Jill carried him out of the classroom, leaving the stroller—and the stunned silence—behind.
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