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I have posted this on a different thread but thought I would share it here.  I found a very different and fun way to have FUN. In bed and laying on my back on top of a waterproof mattress cover, I wet my diaper until it is soaked and make sure I’m pointed south while I’m not quite too stiff. With my knees bent, I would first open and then close my legs until my knees were pressed together. This continuous action back and forth, together with some hand guidance, and the swollen wetness of the diaper between my legs generated enough excitement that the stiffness grows and ultimately I would get to the desired result. No gel required. However, I had to be really "in the mood" for it to work. It wasn't always a given.  I discovered this technique by accident after awakening one morning with a very wet diaper and bit horny.  I had my legs bent and was just moving them back and forth when things started to get a bit warm.  It can take some time to get there but the trip is definitely work it. ☺️ When I finally exploded inside my diaper, the release was incredible.  🤪 After reading these posts and looking at the gallery, I think I will try this again now!!  Have a good night, I know I will. 😉

Chapter 10  To say I was happy to be back at school was not exactly the truth. While I was relieved to be away from home, college wasn’t exactly a welcome sight because it came with a whole other set of challenges.  Over the weekend, it was made clear that the newly learned information was not to be told elsewhere or else and so I obeyed. That’s all I could seem to do these days.  My family had continued to bond in their typical way of biting remarks through thinly veiled jealousy. Although some type of agreement must have been made because by the end of the trip, Father and Uncle Arthur were shaking hands. About what? I hadn’t a clue. Otherwise, I was still recovering from the laced bottle and my pained abdomen bore the brunt of it. Mother was especially cross that I hadn’t been Sutton’s perfect little doll as it was their one chance to show her sister’s family up.  Thrown in front of a blade of cutting remarks, sacrificed in the name of family, I was used being the disappointment child. But that didn’t mean it still didn’t hurt. It didn’t mean that, secretly, I desperately craved their approval.  By the time I made it back, Lenora was sound asleep and I was quick to follow. The weight of my family’s unattainable expectations left me feeling as hollow as the tree barks that decayed behind our home. It was apparent the next morning as I dragged myself to class that something was wrong. Ignoring the way her eyes trailed after, thankfully, she seemed to understand in a way without words. But Lenora was not the only one I was running from.  I was prepared for Theo in all of his obnoxiously beautiful presence but imagine my surprise when he was not there. His seat was empty and it remained that way. I did not want to admit how much it actually bothered me. I tried to force his face from my mind but it was very difficult not to think about the unoccupied space beside me.  But who was I to complain? I’d basically told him to fuck off.  I told myself that I should not feel bad because it was for the better. It was safer this way. But if it was, why did could not I just forget him? One day, after class, a girl approached. “Madeline?”  She was my height, also a little. I should have known her name but my mind drew a blank.  “Clarissa,” she snapped with a roll of her eyes at my gaping mouth. “We’ve been in class together for three years. I live a floor above you.”  Oh.  Oops.  Acting like it was the greatest chore in the world having to talk to me, she huffed,“we’ve got to make study groups. Do you wanna join us? The exam is in two weeks and you’re well…”  She wouldn’t say the words but I knew that she was thinking.  I was smart.  They needed me.  Behind her, the few other littles in class waited, pretending as if they hadn’t sent her to recruit me. I knew that I should be flattered but by the looks on the others faces, it’s not like they really wanted me. I was just an easy convenience.  They needed me to succeed.  “So?” Clarissa impatiently pressed. “We’re meeting right now. My room.”  The answer should have been an immediate yes but I couldn’t force my mouth to say the words.  A small part of my brain still hoped that at any moment, Theo would walk through the doors and would ask me to be his study partner.  However, as quickly as the thought came, it was gone. Who was I kidding?  Why would Theo want anything to do with me? He was just being nice before and his goofy self, that was all. It’s not like he actually cared about me. It’s not as if he’d actually want anything to do with me.  I was a Little.  He was an Amazon.  In no world could we ever be seen as equals.  I turned back to Clarissa, attempting to hide the crushing realization.  “Sure,” I shrugged. “I’ll join.” “Cool. We’ll go now, yeah?”  Sure. There were three others whose names I quickly picked up: Henry, Adam and Niamh.  The first guy, Henry, had a spatter of freckles across his face that resembled the constellations in the sky and a messy head of red hair. He was tall, almost an Inbetweener at over six feet but wasn’t quite there. He was quiet like myself.  Then there was Adam who I could only describe as the classic fuck boy and it was glaringly obvious who he had screwed in this group.  Beside him was Niamh. The olive skinned girl did well to act like she couldn’t care less about him despite her obsessing and nagging over his every word and action. Playfully hitting him in the shoulder, scolding him like his mother to tossing her thick dark hair in his face.  Lastly there was Clarissa. There was a quiet authority about her that the others seemed to unquestioningly follow. She had auburn hair, several shades darker than Henry and skin as pale as the moon. She was a tiny thing, not even making it past my chin, and I found it impressive that she'd made it this long unadopted. She was the picture perfect little.  “Sit down,” Clarissa gestured as we made it back to the dorms. Awkwardly, lingering at the entrance as the others made themselves comfortable, I couldn’t find it within myself to fully enter. “We’re not going to bite,” she huffed.  Niamh rolled her eyes.  Adam smirked.  I hugged myself tighter.  My room was only a floor below. It gave me comfort knowing I had an easy escape. So forcing myself to sit on the edge of her bed, the others sprawled throughout the room with a jealous ease. Clarissa lazily lounged on a bean bag chair, getting herself comfortable and popping open a soda can from the pink mini fridge in the corner of the room.  “You saw Mina last week?” Adam began.  “Who didn’t?” Frowned Henry.  Niamh disappointedly shook her head. “She was asking to get taken. Why else get black out drunk on the South Side.”  I found myself agreeing. Even with Theo, I was still on edge. Nothing was stopping anyone from taking me because despite the laws, there were ways loopholes. “I saw her at the mall the other day,” Henry said. “How was she?” Asked Adam.  “Meeting the Easter Bunny.”  Oh, she was fucked. Comfortable listening, the conversation shifted to work before it was decided a break was needed.  Suddenly, Clarissa’s piercing blue glare stabbed me through my chest. “Madeline, you’re friendly with Theo Matthews, aren’t you?”  I had a visceral reaction, not subtle at all. My body flinched as if it had come in contact with a live wire. I didn’t know what I would call Theo and myself but I wouldn’t call us friendly. Ducking my head, I refused to meet their gaze.  “You’ve been sitting together in class. What’s he like?” She asked with a practiced nonchalance. “He’s certainly not lacking in looks,” Niamh murmured.  Adam glared.  Henry silently laughed. Everyone was waiting for a response or a juicy piece of gossip or something so damning that it would ruin his golden boy image, but in all actuality, I had nothing. At least, nothing worth talking about.  Why couldn’t we just focus on the assignment?  Besides that, what was I supposed to say? He sat next to me a couple of times and saved me from his crazy sister. It’s not like we were friends.  I’d made that perfectly clear. However, struggling with a response, Henry (surprisingly) jumped to my behalf. “Lay off her. We’re here to get this work done, aren’t we?”  OoOoo As the sun began to set the exhaustion of the day began to set in. I didn’t know how long we’d been together but my stomach ached and it was not of hunger.  I’d managed to hold it off for most of the day but I couldn’t deny it for long.  “You’re leaving?” Clarissa asked as I rushed to gather up my stuff.  “It is getting late,” Adam yawned. “Maybe we’ll continue tomorrow?"  Yeah. Tomorrow. Everyone agreed and I could just manage a rushed goodbye as I burst from the room.  I breathed through my mouth as my stomach began to cramp. Nearly bent over, I knew the bathroom was right around the corner. Only a few feet away, I was almost there when suddenly, a voice stopped me in my tracks.  “Hey! Where do you think you’re going?”  Fuck.  An Amazon.  Spinning around, he marched forward with a determination I did not like. He was lean, muscular, tall.  “You know there is no running in the hall, only walking feet. Or do we need a reminder?”  He talked down at me with the tone of an adult reprimanding a toddler. I had never seen him before. Gillian usually stalked the halls, grabbing random unfortunate Littles to torment but I hadn’t seen her all evening and that made me anxious.  A pitiful whimper escaped my lips. A pressure formed in my bottom. I felt sick to my stomach.  “My name’s Pat. I’m taking over for Gillian for the time being. She’s fallen ill.”  Great.  I don’t care. Any hope to get away was dashed when his brows suddenly furrowed together and understanding dawned. Slowly, softly, he knelt before me. ““Does someone need to use the bathroom? I’d recognize the potty dance anywhere.”  Legs crossed, my thighs clenched and whimpered broke from my chest like a dog desperate for a bone. “Big girls should be able to hold it.” He chided. “Are you a big girl or a little girl?”  “Big girl” I finally cried.  “What’s your name?”  I couldn’t lie.  “M-Madeline La-lacroix.”  His brows rose high into his hairline. “You're Madeline Lacroix? A little birdy told me that someone had an accident over the weekend. Do you want to talk about that?”   My mouth fell agape and I already knew where this was going. Retribution for poor behavior. This had Mother written all over it.  He paused for a moment, before reaching out as if I was a skittish kitten.  “I was told to expect you but you managed to slip past me last night.”  Before I had the chance to plead my case, a sudden movement from his hands had me jump back in shock and a waft of cool air alerted me to the sudden change My pants were gone. Piled at my ankles… I was pantless. A sob broke from my chest. Tears watering in my eyes as the world blurred messily and then -  A singular bubbling fart was all it took and my backside grew warm and full.  Sniffing once, he stood, arms crossed over his chest with a knowing yet disappointed expression. “Please-” I began.  “Hush now,” he shook his head. “The rules dictate that any potty accidents call for mandatory padding and an immediate strike on your record.” “No!” I cried but could do nothing as he whisked me  into his arms. His hand pressed against my bottom where my waste smeared across my skin. “This doesn’t have to be forever,” he explained, settling me on his side, ignoring my shit  coated thighs. “I saw your record and this is your first strike. That means you will be moved to pull-ups indefinitely until you can prove you’re mature enough for big girl pants.” Sobbing violently, all I could do was wail. People passed in the hall, giving a wide berth at my juvenile display but I did not care. Fists swinging and legs kicking, the next thing I knew the back of my thighs ignited in a blossoming sting. SMACK!  SMACK!  SMACK! Freezing automatically, I was stunned into silence. Even the Giant seemed surprised, shaking his head in response. He let out a hmph, rather pleased with himself and swung my body over his arm.  “Pull another stunt like that and it’s two strikes.” He warned. “You will have a buddy for the week that will follow you around and ensure you behave. It is obvious that you cannot be trusted on your own.” That seemed to be a common statement these days.  I was treading on thin ice. Pull-ups were only one step away from the college nursery. Stripped of dorm privileges, you were forced into a whole other hell on the basis of a conditioned freedom. “I will check on you periodically throughout the week and if you can show that you can keep your pants dry for the next seven days, we can revisit the topic of big girl pants. Sound like a plan?” I wanted to smack the patronizing look off of his face and beat his ass raw. I wanted to strip him bare and make him scream. I wanted him to suffer.  OoOoo He placed me down on the cold tiled ground, stripping away the last of my dignity as my panties fell away. There were three enclosed stalls with stepstools for the smaller beings and outside along the wall was lined with Little sized toilets. “Down we go on the princess potty!” He happily sang with stars in his eyes. “We gotta make sure we’ve got all of the poopoo out of you!” “It is!” I whined much to his chagrin.  Gripping onto my hips, he began to message my lower belly and then… the bubbles. That’s when I began to grunt. He gave a knowing look, ending any and all arguments.  “That’s it! Good girl!” He crooned.  It wasn’t fair.  My body acted against my will and I was as powerless as the day I was born.  Blinded by hot tears, the Giant only chuckled. “Did someone make a stinky for Pat, hmm? Only good girls do pushies! Yes they do! Yes they do!” I didn’t know how long it was but by the end, my body visibly deflated. Sagged against the wall, I could only be thankful that we were alone.  “Ok, I think we’re done now.” He decided for me after a few more tries and lifted me by the armpits.  The world tipped sideways and suddenly I was bent over with my face toward the ground. That is when I felt the chill of the wipe on my skin.  “Let’s get your poopy tush cleaned.”  ”I-I can-” I gulped.  I can do it.  Rhetorically, he asked, “do babies wipe their own bum?” ”No.” I bit. ”Exactly! Littles are no different.” Internally I was screaming. Outwardly, the whole world had shifted from beneath my feet and right now was all about survival.  That being said, I murmured, “yes sir” which was exactly what he wanted to hear.  Amazons were stuffy creatures with egos too big for their oversized bodies and the quickest way to one's heart was submission. Placed right side up, I swayed as the blood rushed back to my head. He shimmied a thin white square up my legs, steadying me on my feet and stood back as if to admire his work. “All done! Let’s get you out of here now.”  He took my hand and before I could think it through, my feet planted to the ground. Turning around with raised brow, I forced myself to speak. “Wha-what about my -” I gulped, “- pants.” Glancing at the crumpled article of clothing on the ground, he patted my head. “Don’t worry, sweetie! I’ll get it later.” “Bu- but everyone will see!”  “So?” He frowned, genuinely confused. “How will I know you had an accident if I can’t see your pull-up? It's important you littles are easily accessible.” He was more twisted in the head than I thought if he couldn’t even display the most basic compassion for a fellow human being.  “Let’s go.” He said again, firmer this time. “I think it’s bed time for a certain someone to go to bed.” I opened my mouth again but that’s exactly what he anticipated because from his back pocket appeared a simple rubber bulb - no - pacifier.  And just like that, I’d been silenced. There was no hiding now. The few people that passed earlier was unfortunate because around here, gossip spread like wildfire.  And I couldn’t hide forever.  It was just my luck as we arrived back to the dorm.  We were not alone. Lenora laid there in bed on her phone only shooting up as we stepped inside. I watched her body still, alert, as if sudden movement would trigger the Giant’s attack mode. Maneuvered like a doll, he undressed and readied me for bed.  “You comfy sweetie?” The Amazon asked tucking my blanket up to my chin from where he leaned over my trembling form. “Yes.” My voice quivered. “Very good.” He stood straight. “Remember, if you need to potty just call my number and I’ll be up in a jiffy. I will also be in to check on you at different points in the night. Does that sound like a plan?”  No.  I glared angrily and he just laughed.  “Ok Miss Grumpy Pants. Try to get some sleep. You’ve got a long day ahead of you.”  On the way out the door, he turned to Lenora. “Do you need any help while I’m here, sweetie?” “N-no thank you.” “Alrighty then! If you do need anything, I’m just a shout away!”  OoOoo Author’s Note: Another update and it was long! This may just be an apology for taking a while to update before but I’m to say that I’ve finally gotten back in the groove of writing. Dare I say this may be my favorite work so far? I enjoy everything I write and I hope you do too. My greatest joy is reading your comments because it really inspires me to keep on writing! So for those who do review, THANK YOU! It means the world to me. I hope to update again soon, but in the meantime stay tuned for some short stories that I’ve got in the works! Good to hear from you! Maria is defiantly the saving grace of this story for Madeline especially in the family she has grown up in and boy is it about to get a lot more complicated!

I had to login and "prove" my age to see the previous episode. They must be concerned about the subjuct material. 

I am in regular contact with Adam....LOL....I help ever veteran who finds me navigate the nightmare that is the VA ( @Valentinestuff was able to bypass all of this, but to this day, he is the ONLY one  I am aware of as I am helping 6 as we speak navigate this nightmare....) but yeah, I am in touch with Adam....he has his hands full with resolving the issues with the quality control USA MEGAMAX, so I guarantee he's not looking to hear about a 6 tape Megamax, but I do appreciate the sentiment. Thank you though..... CptKirk

I hope he talks to someone and soon. I think things might blow up if something dosent change soon.