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I wear nappies for the pleasing and comforting experience of wearing and wetting them, wetting a safe and leak free nappy is at the apex of nappy pleasure. So being awake and conciously wetting my nappy allows me to experience the relief and sensual experience a number of times a night when nappied. Doing it in my sleep would deprive me of experiencing, which, for me is the whole reason for wearing nappies. Sensual? Yes, very. Laying on my back and wetting allows me to feel the warm flood surrounding my parts, it's flow finding a way over and around my balls, perineum and bum cheeks. My bladder has weakened and I experience the need to wee multiple times a night, but I always wake and don't wet the bed when not nappied. -
By astrodiaper · Posted
Gushers win. (I've got a 12 pack box I'm trying to eat up.) -
I like this one. I also liked the setting of room and board but I think this slower way reads way more interesting and believable -
Part 6: “Mister Stevens, you are applying for the third assignment from behind the Border,” the judge looked at Freddie, “it is rare indeed. One assignment is rare, but three … it is really an exception. Hopefully you won’t depopulate our world,” he apparently joked, “besides of it, few caretakers take inhabitants of public centers.” “Your Honor, I’ve found a purpose in taking care of children,” Fred answered politely, “and one of them has returned to your world anyway,” the judge apparently was in a good mood. “Of course, mister Stevens, I have to appreciate your effort,” the judge smiled at him, “come back in an hour. Now I will call the public center and let them know about Donna.” “Thanks, your Honor,” Fred and Donna left the room, and Susan entered. Listening to her, the judge seemed to be amused. “Miss Atkins, I didn’t believe to see you here again. As I can see, you are about to take another girl from the public center. Is this a plot?” he grinned, “of course, we will prepare the documents as usual. Would you like to have the adoption documents for the world behind the Border, too?” “Yes, your Honor, please” Susan replied even if she wasn’t sure. In either way, they could be handy eventually. As Susan and Charity left the office, Freddie and Donna joined them and set off towards the Public Centre to collect the girls’ possessions. Charity and Donna didn’t have too many possessions, even less than Ann had before. They left the Centre and felt a big relief; it was their goodbye to the awkward place they had to live in for four years. Susan led them to the bookshop to purchase new textbooks for Donna and Charity. The girls were overjoyed and hugged her fiercely. “Mommy, thanks,” Charity whispered in Susan’s ear, and Susan had to hold back tears. Back in the Susan’s house, Charity put her old clothes to the cabinet and turned to Susan, “mommy, I need a clean diaper.” Her diaper was soaked already. However, she looked at Donna, “don’t you need a clean diaper?” “No,” Donna shook her head. Her disposable diaper was not soaked yet; it was able to hold more pee. “How so?” Charity gave her a questioning look. “I’m wearing a different diaper from behind the Border. It can hold more pee.” Charity almost asked Donna to show that diaper, but she realized they were not alone and stopped in time. However, Freddie noticed her look and reached to the diaper bag and showed the diaper to Charity, “look.” “Can I have it? Please.” Charity made puppy face on Freddie. “Of course, sweetheart, come with me; we will go behind the border anyway,” he headed towards the bathroom, and Charity followed him, excited. He cleaned her crotch, applied the rash cream and taped the diaper shut. Charity kept staring at him in utter amazement. They emerged from the bathroom and were ready to leave. Susan also agreed to go behind the Border. She was curious about clothing in Fallbrook. It was her first visit the world behind the Border after Cindy’s wedding. She didn’t have any opportunity for it. In the city park, Donna pointed at the portal, “Charity, this is the portal. Don’t be afraid,” she took Charity by the hand and led her gently towards the fog. Charity felt uneasy, but Donna’s hand steadied her. They crossed the portal together and stopped in the forest. “Wow,” Charity exclaimed, “this is no monster world,” she let go of Donna and looked around. “Of course not,” Freddie added. Susan was the last one who crossed the portal. She also was a bit uneasy but had crossed the portal before and knew about the world behind it. She followed Freddie and the girls towards Freddie’s house. “Welcome to my humble home,” Freddie turned to Charity and Susan when he closed the door behind them. They stopped dead in their tracks and looked around just like Ann had done it years before. “Donna, you might need a clean diaper already,” Freddie called her to the bathroom, “Susan, Charity, can you go to the kitchen please? Marianne cooked lunch yesterday and put it into the fridge,” he pointed at the kitchen door. Donna reached down to her crotch and nodded. The package was quite heavy and warm. In the bathroom, Freddie changed her quickly while Susan and Charity walked over to the kitchen. “Charity, would you like to see my room?” Donna asked Charity when she returned from the bathroom. “Mommy needs me for help,” Charity protested, but Susan smiled only, “go, sweetheart. Freddie and I will handle it.” Donna led Charity to her new room, and Charity stared at the room in awe, “Wow, this is beautiful,” she looked around and then spotted the dollhouse. “A dollhouse? Are you not too old to play with dolls?” “This was Annie’s room, and daddy told me she had played with them along with her older … sister Cindy,” Donna shrugged. Cindy hesitated. She knew she was 15 but she somehow was attracted to the dolls. She didn’t have a proper childhood just like all children in the world behind the border. “I’ll ask Annie when I’m back at home. I’m quite curious,” she replied, and they headed towards the living room for lunch. The lunch was delicious, even if Ann was able to cook even better. After lunch, Freddie turned to Susan and the girls, “Ladies, are we ready for the shopping trip?” All three nodded. “Let’s take a few spare diapers for our peed-in princesses and go,” Freddie took several spare diapers and put them into a diaper bag along with cleaning utensils. Charity giggled, hearing the word ‘princess’, and felt her diaper getting warm. She was peeing. Moments later, she was surprised when she didn’t feel any wetness, only the weight of absorbed urine. Fred ushered Susan and the girls to his car and drove off. Donna and Charity kept staring out of the window. They’ve never seen the highway and heavy traffic. Their eyes went wide when Freddie parked the car before the shopping center. He ushered them inside. In the large hall framed by countless shops, Donna and Charity kept watching the women. Their clothes were much more beautiful than their own ones. The nylons caught their eye as well Moreover; most young girls were wearing pants. “Why are women wearing pants?” Donna asked Freddie, “it is not acceptable in our world.” “It definitely is here,” Fred smiled at her, “you also can wear pants while you are here. They are practical though. Let’s go shopping now.” Susan also was taken aback by the clothes and decided to purchase some. She also noticed the nylons and nodded to the idea of shopping. “Sweetheart, let’s find new clothes for you,” she looked at Charity and set off towards a clothing shop, followed by Fred and Donna. Susan and the girls kept walking down the aisles and looking for tops, skirts and dresses. Donna took a pair of pants. In the changing boxes, they arranged a literal fashion show, trying out the clothes. Both girls also added denim skirts to their wardrobe. As they emerged from the changing boxes, wearing some of the new clothes purchased, Donna and Charity didn’t differ from the other teenagers except for the tights. The diapers were not visible under the skirts. Susan also found several dresses, shirts and skirts. As they paid for the clothes, they headed toward the stocking shop to purchase nylons. The shopping was challenging, and Fred proposed a break; he led them to a bistro and ordered coffee for himself and Susan and juice for the girls. Fifteen minutes later, they were ready to leave, but Fred turned to the girls, “Donna, Charity, you probably need a diaper change. You also can put on the nylons if you want to.” Donna and Charity shrugged; they didn’t feel any wetness, but the diapers were dropping between their legs. “Are there changing stations here?” Charity gave Fred a questioning look. “There are, but they are called family restroom here,” he led them towards the family restroom. Donna and Charity crawled onto the changing tables, and Fred and Susan commenced changing. However, Susan had to ask Fred how to change the disposable diapers; She didn’t have any idea about it. After the diaper change, Susan and both girls put on the nylons and watched themselves in the mirror and stared at their new looks in awe. Donna and Charity realized they wouldn’t be subjects of mockery anymore. They couldn’t wear the new clothes at school, except for the nylons, but they still would have clean uniforms and new textbooks. It was getting late, and they returned to the car and drove off. -
By soggypobby · Posted
Hi and welcome from the UK, more than happy for you to message and always happy to answer any questions. I guess I'm more of a DL but dream of being a middle (5 or 6).....ask away.
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