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No fluffy fly is still four tape… when I mean two tape it’s two tapes total, four tapes is four tapes total. I do like fluffy fly though it’s one of the few four tapes that fit me perfectly without any taping issues during extended wear.   six tapes are a bit much I have tried it once with depends before, but depends are well.. not dependable, it’s not only sticky tape the tapes do not re-stick but also rip off the shell with even a single re-tape

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Just got an email, a bit surprising since I think I only bought one case ever, a long time ago. Including shipping costs in the price may be how "free" shipping works, but blatantly saying it means shipping isn't free.

Thanks for holding that but it’s mine, all mine!!! hehehehe…  so Precious  🏆 

Chapter 15    Ash and I walked out of the classroom, me standing tall with my new Provisional Potty Training Licence. Ash took my hand and we walked together all the way to her place.    Ash pulled the garage door up and sure enough Heinze and Wolfy were laying on the couches sleeping.   “Hey! Turd mouths!” Ash shouted, “Wake up!”    Heinze stirred awake and looked at us. “What's going on?” He asked.    “Emma passed her potty training test, but she's got restrictions.”    “Ah, a provisional licence. I had one when I was young. Teen bedwetter status.” He said with a dry smile. “What are her restrictions?” He asked.    “She needs to be… well…” Ash trailed off.   “I need to be babysat by someone who's potty trained in order to wear pull-ups.” I explained quickly.    Heinze nodded and thought for a moment. “So you want me to ersatz babysit you so that you can experience pull-ups.”    “Yeah, that's pretty much it.” I confirmed.    “My name's Heinze Oglevie. Look me up on Northwind and make a request.”    “Thank you.” I said. Then I took out my phone and went into the Northwind app. I clicked search and then profile, then I typed in Heinze. Sure enough Heinze Oglevie was top of the list. First I sent him a friend request.    Heinze felt his phone vibrate so he took it out and looked at it. “Sure I'll be your friend.” He smiled dryly, still barely awake.    Once he hit accept I went onto his profile and hit request. I scrolled down the list to babysitter, then it asked me to select who would be being babysat. I selected my own profile and the request sent.    Heinze hit accept on his phone and suddenly the man was in charge of me…   “So, you wanna borrow one of Wolfy's Pull-ups?” He asked.    “Yes! Please!” I got excited.    Heinze stood up and hobbled through the side door into the office area. I followed him in through the cots and over to a pile of clothes and duffle bags. He dug around for a while then pulled up a bag, “Ah, Buzz Lightyear.” Heinze said, “I hope you don't mind, they're boy Pull-ups.”    “Not at all.” I said.    Heinze walked over and unzipped my skirt, dropping it to the floor without asking, already he was showing his authority. He ripped off the tapes of my diaper and dropped that to the floor as well. “Do you know how to put a pull-up on, or do you need help?” He asked.    “I'll be fine.” I winced, unsure.    Heinze handed me the pull-up and I spread it open, then just like a pair of short shorts, I stepped in one leg at a time and pulled it up. I was once again shocked when the thing snapped snugly against my body.    “Stretchy fabric.” I chuckled.    Heinze smiled softly, “Now if you need to go, you let me know and I'll help you.”    “Yes sir.” I said.    “Sir feels weird he said. I'm just Heinze. Mr Oglevie if you're bad.” He nodded then walked calmly back to the garage.    “So how does it feel to be in a Pull-up?” Ash asked.    “It feels loose and freeing, but restrictive in a different way. If I have an accident in these, there's consequences.”    “It's a big risk.” Ash said.    “But worth it.” I continued, then we both walked out and joined the others in the garage.    Heinze was sitting on a couch and scrolling through options on the smart TV. “Anything you like to watch?” He asked.    “American Dad is always good.” I said.    “Hell yeah it is.” He said in his deep gravely voice with a soft smile. He selected American Dad and it played a random episode in season 10. “So Ash, how'd you do?” He asked without looking at her.    “Ah, I failed. Got like a 30 something.”    “Ah dang. It sucks but it makes sense. You've only been to like three classes. But I'm sure you'll get it eventually.”    “Nah, you're a lifer.” Wolfy teased her.    “Fuck you Wolfy.” She chucked a beer can from the floor at him.    “27 and still in Diapers. What a baby and you couldn't even pass the-”    “Wolfy, shut the fuck up.” Heinze said sharply, “They're trying, just like you are. Don't be a dick or I'll report you for all those accidents I didn't snitch on you for.”    “Sorry.” His voice cracked as he shrunk into himself.   “You've been having accidents?” I asked, looking at him with a smirk.    “Yeah! Whatever! It happens!” He got defensive.    “So you belong in diapers with Ash! You're just not reporting your accidents.” I scoffed.    “Shut up! I don't even need them. I have accidents when I drink too much. That shouldn't count.”    “How many has he had in the last 6 months?” I asked Heinze.    “Four. If I had reported him he'd be one away from being put back in diapers.”    “Shut up dude!” Wolfy looked like he was gonna cry.    “Aww, the little baby's upset.” I mocked him.    “Emma.” Heinze said putting his hand on my shoulder, “Just because Wolfy was mean to you doesn't make it ok to be mean to him. If you keep teasing him I'll have to use my power as your babysitter to make sure you don't keep doing it.”    “Fuck.” I said as I felt a sickening nausea spread through my lower stomach and bowels. “Oh god. This is my life now. I'm gonna have people legitimately in charge of me. I'm like a child. Oh god this is humiliating.”    “It won't have to be if you're a good girl. Just keep acting like an adult. I've seen you be more mature than that.”    I nodded and thought deeply about what Heinze said. Was he right? Had I been childish, insulting Wolfy after he had already been chewed out?    We watched American Dad for a while, making little jokes about the show throughout. We were laughing and having a good time until I felt some pressure in my bladder.    “Uh oh Heinze, uh oh!” I said as I pulled his sleeve.    “What is it, Emma?” He asked.    “I gotta pee. I gotta pee.” I whined.    “Ok, come on.” He grabbed my arm and helped me up, he pulled me by the elbow through the man door into a bathroom in the hallway. “Do you need help?”    “I don't know what to do?” I was on the verge of tears.    Heinze spun me around, pulled my pull-up down and pushed me onto the potty. “Ok. Now release.” he said.   I relaxed and began peeing. “MMM.” I sighed.    “I hear trickling. Sounds like you made it, big girl. Highfive!” He held up his hand with a smile and I highvived him. “Do you know how to wipe yourself?” He asked.    “No.” I said meekly.    Heinze rolled up some toilet paper and dabbed my private parts. “There we go, nice and dry.” He pulled me up by my armpits and pulled my pull-up up for me.   “Thank you Heinze," I said, looking up at him with watery eyes.    “Of course, Sprout, I'm here to help.” He patted my head.    I blushed deeply as he did. The man was talking down to me and it was an odd feeling for someone to have the right to. He was my babysitter and he was teaching me to use the toilet.    “By the way, do you have any pull-ups at home?” Heinze asked, “Maybe we should walk to the drug store up the street so you can get some?”    “Yeah! That sounds like a great idea!” I smiled widely.    Ash, Heinze and I all walked out the door and we started walking. It wasn't far to the drugstore but we talked along the way.    “So do you think you'll get children's designs or adult designs?” Ash asked.    “If they have adult designs in my size I'll get them. But I'm an extra small so it's unlikely.”    “Is that why you always wear the Sesame Street Diapers? For the sizing?”    “Yeah, that's part of it.”    “Sesame Street is baby designs. But I'd say you must be in the lower teen sizes, right?” Heinze asked.    “Yeah. A lot of the time I shop in the disability section. The diapers I buy are meant for autistic teenagers. They're softer and stretchier.”    “That makes sense. A stretchy diaper allows them to be more form fitting so you can wear those pencil skirts you like.” Ash said.    “Exactly!” I smiled.    Heinze nodded. “Well most pull-ups are quite thin anyway, so you should be able to wear them unless you buy like Bulko’s or something.”    “Fuck. I wouldn't be caught dead in a Bulko's diaper.” I said.    “Some people need them.” He shrugged.    We walked into the drug store through the automatic glass doors. We walked along the isles until we found the diaper section.    “These are the adult designs.” Ash said, “Look, roses.”    I scanned over the packages of that brand, no extra small.” I said.    “Shit.”    “Come on, I'm a teen medium.” I said, waving them forward. I scanned the teen section, “Beauty and the Beast isn't bad.” I said.    “You really wanna rep Disney?” Heinze asked dryly.    “I guess not.” I groaned, then I looked around more. “I do fit into an extra large toddler diaper, these pull-ups are plain white.”    “Plain white is so boring." Ash groaned, “You want your padding to say something about you.”    I took a deep breath and looked again, “Little Learners are kind of me. Look, it's got numbers and a map of the world.”    “Mad dorky though.” Heinze said.    “I'm a bit dorky.” I shrugged.    Ash picked up the package. “Plus these ones come with chome tech sensors, they can notify whoever's in charge of you if you wet or mess yourself.”    “I'm not buying them, then.” I said flatly.    They nodded and Ash sat the bag back on the shelf.    Suddenly a young woman approached us, half black with sandy brown curly hair which went in all different directions. “Can I help you find anything? She asked.    “We're just buying pull-ups for my friend here.” Heinze massaged my shoulder a bit. “She's starting potty training.” He said with a smile.    “Oh congratulations!” She said and bounced up and down, her proportionately huge breasts bouncing on her tiny frame.    “I potty trained when I was 14 and I wore these.” She picked up a bag of teen pull-ups, labeled Angel Soft. “They're super soft and super comfy. They're an off shoot of Bulko's but they're nowhere near as thick. And since they're a teen brand they give lots of free movement!”    “Wow! They sound really nice.” I smiled.    “Honestly, it's like wearing a mink coat around your waist.”    “I'll take these then.” I smiled at her. I looked closely at the bag and saw there were little angels on the front and the wetness indicator was that the angels looked sad.    We walked up to the counter and the girl stepped behind it. She took the pull-ups from my hand and said, “Can I see your potty training licence just so I can verify?”    “Oh yes!” I said, I pulled out my phone and opened up the Northwind app. I went to the licence page and handed the phone over.    She read it over closely. “Right, so you're not legally licensed to buy pull-ups, he can buy them for you and hold onto them, but you are not allowed to buy or possess them yourself. You'll have to ask someone to give you each individual one.”    I felt that same nausea again. “Fuck that's humiliating. I'm gonna have to ask every time I wanna wear one.” my face felt saggy with sadness.    “It makes sense.” Heinze said. “We wouldn't want you taking off your own diapers and wearing pull-ups at home in secret. It's important you have supervision in your early training. You still need a lot of help.”    I got a little bit angry at the comment. Nevertheless, I knew I needed his help. “Can you buy them for me and hold onto them?” I asked him. “Maybe hand them over to someone who's gonna watch me more frequently?”    “Absolutely. Can I borrow your debit card?”    “Sure.”    I handed him my debit card and he tapped it on the payment machine. She gave us the receipt and handed the pull-ups to him.    “Good luck training!” She said as we walked out the door.    There was a heaviness in the air as we walked along. “You want em?” Heinze held them up.    “I can't own them.”    “I'll let you keep them at your place, but remember they're mine and you have to ask me for them.” He winked, “Or a different babysitter.”    I smiled through the sickening feeling in my stomach. “Thanks.”    He tossed me the bag and I carried them the rest of the way back to the garage. When we got inside Heinze immediately flopped down on the couch. Ash grabbed a beer and I stood near the entry with my pull-ups.    “What's wrong?” Heinze asked.    “I kinda wanna try them. To see what they're like.”    “Well, go ahead.” Heinze said.    “But I just put this pull-up on a couple hours ago. I don't wanna waste it.”    “Don't worry.” Wolfy said, “That's one of mine, right? I’ll wear it after.”    “But my lady parts have been in it.”    Wolfy laughed, “Please, I'm no stranger to penis touching vagina. I have no problem at all wearing that.”    “Your penis has touched a vagina?” I asked shyly.    “Yeah!” Wolfy said, “One of the perks of being in Pull-ups. You can have sex now.” He winked at me.    “Oh no. Not with you.” I grinned shyly. “I'm a lesbian.”    “Don't knock it till you try it, babe.” He did finger guns and clicked his tongue at me.    “Gross.”    “But still it is true.” Ash said, “We could do stuff.”    “But you're still in diapers.” I reminded her.    “Lesbian sex doesn't require both pairs of genitals. There’s all sorts of stuff I can do. Now that I have access to your princess parts.” She walked over and touched my upper pubic area, walking her fingers up my body. It gave me a shiver and she kissed me on the cheek. “Next time we're alone.”    “Except she can't be alone and in a pull-up. There'll always need to be a babysitter there.” Heinze reminded us.   “Fuck.” Ash and I said in unison.    “Which you can't.” Wolfy quipped.