2011

Salary 

Chapter 65: I Quit Bound – LittleFallenPrincess ------------------------------- Chloe     I woke up to singing coming from the kitchen. Where I was greeted by the biggest smile on my girlfriend’s face as I walked out of the bedroom and over to the kitchen wearing only my nappy. I finally felt comfortable, especially after last night, to show my body off a bit more in front of others, mainly my girlfriend. Turns out it gave me a huge confidence boost. And I was sat down in front of the biggest breakfast I had seen and told to eat up by the gorgeous woman in her long purple nightgown.   “You’re… especially cheery,” I said, finally breaking the silence as my padded butt slowly sat down on the wooden dining chair. This was the first time we had used the dining table that she usually keeps to the side, normally we’d just eat on our laps on the sofa. “Well you see… I had the most amazing time with this girl last night…” she said, clearly trying to contain her excitement, but barely managing it. “Oh really? Do tell!” I replied, playing along, trying to hold in my squeals. “Was she cute?” “The CUTEST!” she said, rather loudly and excitedly. “Seriously. Cutest girl I’ve ever laid my eyes on. Cutest butt too! Perfect for thick nappies…” I blushed, trying my best not to be the one to break this ongoing thing. “Sounds perfect!” “Oh definitely. Perfect girl. Way too good for me.” “Shush!” I groaned at her. “Absolute angel. Cutest orgasm noises…” It was getting harder and harder to keep it contained at this point. “Shuuuush…” I mumbled, trying to keep it quiet so she doesn’t actually hear. “And then I took her home, and she fell asleep in my arms, and I… I… I love this girl so damn much!” “I bet she loves you too…” I mumbled. “You ‘bet’? Can you find out please and get her to get back to me, please? Posthaste,” she replied, grinning. “Saaaaaaaaaaam!” “Oh go on… eat up, Princess. You deserve it after last night. It may help with the subdrop.” “I’ll be fine. Doesn’t hit me that hard anyway.” “You say that now. You were pretty deep in your headspaces last night… but don’t worry, you can take the whole day to relax. And if you need me, I’ll just be downstairs, okay baby?” “Wait… huh?” “I’ve got to work, sweetheart. Mama needs to run the shop for a bit. Auntie Becks opened up earlier, hence the late breakfast. But she’s got an appointment to rush off to soon, so I’ll be taking over.” “Do you not need me to help?” “Sweetie, you don’t have to. You just have a comfy, snuggly day.” “What if I want to?” “I mean… you’re welcome to come help Mummy out in the shop if you want to, babygirl. But no pressure. And if you want to stop at any point, you can come upstairs at any point, okay?” “I’m fine. If anything… The work may help with the upcoming subdrop. Plus… I want a little bit more experience before I hand in my notice tomorrow.” “Tomorrow? So you’re already set on it?” “On working with my girlfriend? On having a job that I actually enjoy for the first time in my life because all your customers are absolute sweethearts? Because I would actually make more money here than at that shitty place I currently work at? Of course I’m set on it. I just need one more day working here to confirm it.” “Then by all means, Chlo, you can work today. We’re happy to take you on… the customers love you. Just… I’m making sure you’ve thought through this completely. I don’t want you rushing into any decisions. As long as you’ve thought long and hard about it, I support you no matter you choose to do.” “And hey, if you’re giving me a key to this place for me to stay over whenever I want… I can just crash here if it’s been busy.” I looked at her and she looked… I’m not sure what she looked like. But confident and sure wasn’t one of the words I’d use to describe her. “You do still want to give me a key… don’t you?” I asked, nervously. “I mean, if you changed you mind, that’s okay. I completely underst-” “Baby. That’s not it. I was going to surprise you later with the key, hoping you forgot about it so it was a surprise. But an eager, adorable little baby like you could never forget a thing like that. You’re way too adorable. Here…” She rummaged around her coat pocket, the one hanging on the back of her chair, pulling out a pair of keys, and sliding them across the dining table towards me. I blushed, grabbed the keys, and pulled them to my chest. Girlfriend’s apartment keys. I have been blessed. Now to internally freak out. In a good way, I promise.   ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------   “Hey Boss…” “Chloe. What is it? I’m busy.” I walked into work this sunny Monday morning, full of confidence that I was doing the right thing. I was being offered a much better, and more secure job by my girlfriend and friend that paid way better and was a lot easier on my anxiety (which is weird, considering I have to deal with customers there). I guess it helps that they’re all so sweet to me. After working there yesterday, I was never more sure that I was meant to work there, hence the confidence. Now, my boss isn’t a horrible person… he’s just a bit of a shitty one. He’s selfish, he’s rude, arrogant… okay the more I list off the more horrible he sounds. But I swear he can be nice. Occasionally. Rarely. Sometimes. When he wants something anyway. But anyway… he isn’t the worst person alive… but I was glad I was never going to have to see that scowl of his ever again. Well… in two weeks time. Stupid two weeks notice. Stupid contract. But no… don’t focus on that. You’re getting a much better job at the end of this two week notice. Look forward to that. Hell… this guy will probably cut your hours so you’re working only part of your normal schedule anyway. “I… umm…” You can do this Chloe. Sam helped you last night once you convinced her you were set on leaving this job. I wasn’t lying when I told her after we closed up the shop last night that even if I wasn’t working at Bound, I’d still want to leave this place because it is slowly draining the life out of me. So Sam was fully on board with me handing in my notice at least, and was still 1000% on board with me working at Bound. So she helped me practice my speech. I went over it over and over again all night, trying to build up the confidence so I could quit to my boss' face. So here I am. I’ve got this… “You handing in your two weeks?” he asked, as if he was reading my mind. “I… umm…” HOW? HOW DID HE KNOW? I DIDN’T SAY ANYTHING YET! “You’re nervously gripping a letter in your hands. I assume it’s your resignation, especially seeing as you couldn’t fit in at work…” I couldn’t fit in here because you made it difficult! You’re an arsehole! You were trying to cut my hours! You were pushing me to leave! “That’s fine. Don’t worry about serving out your two weeks, just hand in your work ID and head off. Oh and don’t worry, you’ll still get paid for the last two weeks.” “M… may I ask why?” I mumbled. “Why? Look, Chloe, you’re a lovely lass… but everyone who hands in their notice slacks off in the last two weeks of their employment. And I’d rather replace you as soon as possible rather than have you just slacking off in your chair all day for two weeks. Plus then there’s the whole thing about accrued holiday which I can’t be bothered looking into, but you probably have two weeks of that, and I don’t want to have to deal with all the legal rubbish. So, it was lovely working with you…” I wish I could say the same… but I’d be lying. And I try to lie as little as possible. “...So go enjoy your two weeks off or whatever it is you’d rather do before you start your new job. Good luck. Oh and close the door on your way out. Make sure to check in with HR to make it official, I’ll send them a quick note now.”   I walked out of the office after handing my notice to him and giving my work ID to the woman who runs HR… and I felt a huge weight off my chest. But I also felt… lost? Because I was fully expecting to work for the next two weeks… but he’s let me go early. And I still get paid for it. I… I mean I didn’t appreciate the assumption that I’d slack off… I don’t do that. But still… it’s over. I quit. Finally. I did it. Fuck. I did it.   “How can I help-” Sam turned around to see me on the other side of the counter and her eyes widened in shock, her jaw dropping slightly. “Chloe? What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be working?” And so… I told her what happened.   “Well… that’s the best outcome you could ask for! Now you’ve got two weeks off!” “What if I… umm…” Then it was as if Sam could read my mind now. Am I really that readable? “You seriously want to start working here now? You’ve got a two week vacation! Grab some books from down here and go enjoy them!” she looked at me, sighed heavily, then shook her head. “Ah, who am I kidding, you want to spend time with your Mama, don’t you?” I blushed, looking around, hoping that people hadn’t heard her comments. Thankfully, it was mostly empty at this time and Sam’s voice didn’t travel. “I… maybe…” “I swear, I’m going to get you a uniform…” “Just not a maid uniform…” I mumbled back. “At least not until the event…” “Don’t worry, I’m not that cruel.” “Saturday says otherwise…” I glared at her. “Hey, you got to cum, didn’t you?” “Yeah, as we reached the traffic lights… and then by the supermarket… and also then going around the roundabout… as well as when we pulled into the car park at home…” “Hey, just be glad I don’t do that to you at work too…” My cheeks suddenly burned with the intensity of a thousand suns. “But I think I will for the event… I’ve been thinking… how about we put the toy in your nappy… then people can pay for access to turn it on?” Okay maybe having a vacation upstairs with a book is a good idea… because my brain is currently overloading and I swear I’m already wet. Thankfully, I was brought back to the present by a kiss on the cheek, as I turned around to see Sam standing beside me. She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tightly. “Don’t worry, we’ll figure that out later. You get washed up and get ready and let’s get you started working here!”    After a long day of working in the shop alongside my girlfriend, we had closed up as quickly as possible and headed upstairs for a cosy, snuggly night in front of the TV. I offered to cook for us tonight, but apparently because I had ‘something to celebrate’, as she put it… we ended up ordering Indian food and passing out on the sofa in a food coma. I was snuggled up in one corner of the sofa with a blanket wrapped over me, whilst Sam was in the opposite corner with a different blanket. Both of us had our jammies on, with our feet up, legs wrapped around each other, entangled on the sofa. We’d snuggle more but right now neither of us could handle much physical contact due to the amount of food we had eaten. “If I’m going to be spending more time here I better move some stuff over…” I mumbled, still half out of it after eating way too much food. “I agree. You’ll need at least some clothes, toiletries…” “I was thinking more about my computer…” “Oh well that’s very important.” “Glad you agree!” I replied, grinning over at her. “I bet you’re missing playing your games because you’re spending so much time with your Mama…” “It’s a sacrifice I’m willing to make…” She raised her eyebrow at me, and I felt like prey again. “It better be…” she growled, playfully. “I thought you liked games!” I whined. “I do! You know how much of a nerd I am too. But I don’t think it’s a good idea to bring your computer over. Not yet anyway.” She must have sensed my disappointment, because she squeezed my foot between her thighs to get my attention. “But… How about we start playing games together online? It’ll make the times we have to be apart that much more bearable.” “I umm… sure?” She must have continued to sense my disappointment, because whilst I am extremely excited at the prospect of playing games with my girlfriend, something Nat would never do with me… I still liked the idea of playing here with her close by… “Sweetie. Mama has a plan. But it is a surprise, and I don’t want to ruin it. So how about give me a week or two, then you can bring your PC over, okay?” “...Weally?” “Yes, baby, ‘weally’,” she teased, making me pout and blush. Okay… maybe I’m okay with this. I have no idea what this ‘surprise’ is that she has in store for me… but I love surprises. And hate them. Because I’m impatient. 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So, I bought a package of medium.  I'm 140 pounds and 34" waist.  The pad is kind of narrow and could be higher up for men.  It does come up somewhat higher than others in the back.  It's probably thicker than their day time underwear.  It does have a somewhat loose fit in the front, which is good for men.    Since it's not bulky, it seems to be pretty comfortable.  Often with other brands, including premium, you can feel the bulkiness when sitting.  This kind of annoys me and makes things ache if sitting on a hard chair.  I don't get that, perhaps because the pad is narrow.   Are they better than the Attends underwear?  Probably.   It probably lasts about two full wettings.  For me, that's four wettings.   I did wear on treadmill.  It did chaff and scratch, but since it's somewhat narrow, it didn't bother me too much. First photo is two wettings, second is first wetting.  The padding in the middle is starting to absorb at this point all the way towards the back.  

Just wanted to find out when was the first time that you were diapered and the person knew that you wore diapers. Or that they wore diapers. When was the first time you . Actually, in front of them made turd in your diaper or they did.   I was 12 and met a girl, Abigail and one of my classes. I was at class early one day and she was there standing up, but I guess she didn’t realize that I had come in. I heard a definite loud hissing sound as she was standing up she put her hand down at the front of her pants then she sat down and I heard a definite crinkling sound. She then turned around and realized I was sitting in one of the chairs she got embarrassed she said “did you hear that I said don’t worry and since I was also diapered I un zipped and unbuttoned my pants and just carefully/ quickly showed her that I was diapered with plastic pants on. She looks surprised but smiled. She said that was embarrassing that you heard me peeing. We were hanging out at her house one afternoon. I knew she was diapered and I was as well. We were watching a movie and she stood up and I could definitely hear that she was peeing pretty loudly. But then she farted and I heard a definite funny sound different from when she was peeing, and I saw that there was a bulge, pushing against the back of her diaper, and it was getting bigger. I wasn’t sure exactly what was happening, but then realized that she was making a big turd in her diaper right at that moment I was kind of amazed and a bit shocked she said “sorry I was peeing and then I couldn’t really hold myself in “I hope you’re not freaked out that I just made  doody in my diaper. I said no big deal. I told her in the morning when I’m peeing I usually end up making my first big turd in my diaper. She asked it was hard for me to hold in like it is for her. I said most of the time, but other times, I’ll just be walking at the park nearby or around the streets where I live and it feels uncomfortable to have to make and since I have a diaper on, I just go in it not such a big deal. She said it felt naughty to poop in her diaper, but she admitted she was a little excited about doing it when I was there, so after that when I would come and sleep over, we would both make our first big turd in our diapers in the morning . As well as sometimes when her older sister brought us back from the movies later in the evening we would make in our diapers on the way home or before we got into the car at the movie parking lot. Her sister would always get annoyed, but not say too much.    A few times when the theater was basically empty cause we saw a movie that been out for a few weeks on a weekday evening. Abigail would whisper to me that she had to poop and didn’t wanna miss the movie so she’d stand up and pee, and then the telltale signs of a big turd pushing against the back of her diaper and then she just sit back down and finish watching the movie, looking kind of embarrassed, but I said no big deal I made turd in my diaper a couple of times too when there was only a couple literally two people in the theater and we always went to the back of the theater. It was a old one screen theater from the 1930s with about 1000 seats so we weren’t really near anyone when we both made turd in our diapers, they were more up near the middle or first six rows of the Theatre. 

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