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By BloncoCraven · Posted
I took a huge risk today, leaving my apartment with my soiled and soggy diaper hidden under my sweatpants. Today's my only day off this week so I'm not taking this thing off for anything. I walked briskly through the aisles trying to act as casually as possible. An older woman employee followed closely behind me. "Damn, it's like she's following me on purpose.” I thought. I stopped in the aisle and bent over in an attempt to allow her to pass me. That's when I felt it, two cold fingers slipped into the waistband of my sweat pants then into the top of my diaper and pulled it back. "Poopy girl, tsk tsk tsk.” The employee chastised me. "What are you doing!?” I asked in horror, "You can't just check random people like that!” I ripped myself away from her and backed against the tall shelf. “Listen stinky butt, as assistant manager of this Walmart it's my responsibility to ensure every customer and employee is reaching our minimum hygiene standard." She approached closer and grabbed my crotch and butt, holding me in place, “So when I see an obvious diaper imprint in someone's pants and smell a smell like yours this becomes my job." "Please let go. I'm just here to buy draino for my clogged sink.” I begged. "And we can set you up with that after we get you into a fresh clean diaper.” "Please, I'm fine. I don't need help. I'll change when I get home." I pleaded. “You're a terrible liar, little one. I can see it in your eyes." “I'm sorry." I looked up at her, tears forming in my eyes. “Sorry you weren't gonna clean yourself or sorry you got caught?" Suddenly the dam burst and I began sobbing. My social anxiety disorder was no match for this domineering supervisor. “Come on. I'll change you." The tall yet stout woman picked me up like I was nothing and threw me over her shoulder. My 5’2 120Lb body like a rag doll to her strength. The woman carried me to back of the store, through the doors and into a break room. There were some employees there. A handsome looking black man with dreads, a young blonde woman and a cool looking emo chick. “Oh you poor thing. Why's she crying." The blonde woman asked. “I caught her in a ruined diaper." The assistant manager said cruelly. "I see.” "I can smell it.” Joked the black man and everybody laughed in agreement. The large woman laid me gently down on a table, supporting my head as she did. The blonde woman and the black man walked over to see me. The black man tickled my stomach and I cheered up a little. “I'm Colby." He said, “There's no need to cry, Delores is gonna get you cleaned up and send you on your way." “Thank you Colby." I said, comforted by his words. “You should thank Delores for cleaning you up too, don't you think, little one." “Oh! Yes for sure. Thank you Delores." I said, embarrassed I had to be reminded. Delores tickled my tummy too and I giggled. "Delores is a name other grown ups call me. You can call me Mrs Yaffy or if that's too hard Teacher.” “Sorry Mrs Yaffy, I'll remember that." “It's ok. You're just learning." She smiled down at me and tickled me even more until she had squirming and laughing hard. “She's so cute." The blonde woman said, who appeared to be around my age. "Just the cutest.” Colby agreed. They both stayed and watched as Mrs Yaffy pulled down my sweat pants and squished the front of my diaper. "This is just awful. How long have you been wearing this?” I blushed and hid my face in my hands. "I went to bed in it last night.” Mrs Yaffy let loose a long sigh. “That’s too long. A girl your age should know that.” "How old are you?” The blonde woman asked. "I'm 19." I admitted in a mumble. "Aww. That's so sad. I'm 18 and a half and I've been done with diapers for years.” "I'm not in diapers like that! I'm 19. I'm normal like you.” I tried to explain. "Then why are you in a soaked one right now?” Mrs Yaffy asked. My face dropped when I remembered I didn't have an answer that I could say out loud. I couldn't let this woman know I have a diaper fetish midway through her changing me. "Sorry I lied ma'am. I do need diapers." “I know you do. Real grown ups like us are too smart to fall for a little one's lies." Mrs Yaffy picked at the tapes on my diaper and the two employees watched as she opened the diaper up unveiling my privates to the room. "Now that's quite a mess!” Colby chuckled. "Don't make fun of her, Colby. We don't wanna make her feel bad for needing a change. It may lead to more self neglect in the future." She took the diaper out from underneath me and began to wipe me with some baby wipes and I shivered from the cold of the wipes and the feeling of this stranger's hand on my privates. It took a long time for her to get me fully clean. I hate to admit it, but she was absolutely right, I was poopy beyond belief. “Jeez Louise this is taking forever." The blonde woman said. “We've gotta make sure she's spotless before we put on the cream." “Cream?" I asked. “Yes. You're starting with a diaper rash. I want to make sure it doesn't get worse." "Thank you ma'am.” I agreed and was a little grateful, I likely wouldn't have noticed a diaper rash until I went back to panties on monday. I saw her bring out a tube and squirt some clear goo onto her fingers. "This is gonna feel a bit cold.” she said gently then began to rub my privates with her bare fingers and I shuttered and wiggled. “Lay still baby girl, fussy babies go to the sit down chair." I tried to still myself as much as I could and eventually she was finished. Next Mrs Yaffy grabbed a fresh diaper from under the sink. It was even bigger and bulkier than the diaper I was in before and had Kermit the Frog all over it. She slid her huge hand under my bum and lifted me up, sliding the diaper underneath me. She gently taped it onto me nice and snug and then she patted the front. "Good girl.” She praised me softly. Lastly she helped me to my feet and pulled my sweat pants back up for me. "Now are you gonna be a good girl and change more often?” She asked me. "Yes mommy.” I said without thinking, "OH SHIT SORRY UHH I meant ma’am I was just-” she placed her fingers on my lips and shushed me. "It's ok little one. I'm large and in charge just like your mommy. You got confused, I know. Come come." She took my hand and walk me out of the staff room. “Goodbye kiddo!" The three staff members shouted. Mrs Yaffy held my hand as she walked me to the homecare section. She helped me pick the best draino for my needs and then she held my hand as she took me to customer service to help me pay. Then she walked me out of the store and pulled my diaper back to check me one last time. "Good girl. Still dry. Be good.” "Thank you.” I said and I left the store, blushing red hot, feeling more like a baby than ever before. -
hey idk if this threads dead new to albury and im looking to meet some people in some freaky scenes please feel free to reach out would love to talk to another real human about this shiznit -
Starting with I am not a doctor so this is not a diagnosis. My barber recently retired after having severe migraines along with fatigue among many other symptoms. She put her symptoms into the Claude AI program and it indicated Mast Cell Activation syndrome. She went back to Dr. and they verified that is what she has, evidently it can be a result of a COVID infection. She was going for treatment and decided she was going to retire from cutting hair due to having to stand all day. While I doubt this is what is the cause of your symptoms I figured it did not hurt to mention. https://www.google.com/search?q=mast+cell+activation+syndrome+symptoms&rlz=1C9BKJA_enUS680US681&oq=mass+cell&gs_lcrp=EgZjaHJvbWUqCwgDEAAYChgLGIAEMgYIABBFGDkyDggBEAAYChgLGLEDGIAEMgsIAhAAGAoYCxiABDILCAMQABgKGAsYgAQyDggEEAAYChgLGLEDGIAEMg4IBRAAGAoYCxixAxiABDIOCAYQABgKGAsYsQMYgAQyCwgHEAAYChgLGIAEMg4ICBAAGAoYCxixAxiABDILCAkQABgKGAsYgATSAQkxNDg2MmowajeoAgawAgHiAwQYASBf8QWXdn4IoWuNhw&hl=en-US&sourceid=chrome-mobile&source=chrome.ob&ie=UTF-8&sei=1ctUarXuM4a0mLQPz4WGuA0#lfId=ChxjMe -
I don't mind a coffee out but we have a bean to cup Sage Barista Express that makes wonderful coffees - decaffe too. Plus it's much, much cheaper than the likes of Costa or Starbucks etc -
Black coffee at home, store bought ice coffee when out and about (Tine Iskaffe, milk and coffee) No coffee around family because of the potential smell.
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