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    • Usually in the morning when I’m peeing a lot hard to hold in so I’ll make my first big large well formed but not messy big turd in my diaper. Usually, I’ll have to make again in the morning maybe 60 to about 2 1/2 hours later so I’ll just keep the diaper on until then then when I make a tour a second time about half an hour later or so I’ll change into a fresh diaper   A few times it’s been a rainy day and after I made the second time in my diaper, I just watched a couple of movies so that’s about five hours lying down on the bed with two big turds in my diaper when I continue peeing in the diaper during the movie    
    • When I was about 12 years old. My friend Abigail, she had urinary incontinence and would wear a thick crinkly big bulky diaper. I was also diapered when we were watching TV. She would fart loudly a few times and she would always stand up and then I knew she was gonna make in her diaper. Sometimes she would grunt to her make a funny face. I would see the big turd pushing out against the back of her diaper as she was making, she would usually make a a second turd 💩 afterward sometimes right away sometimes a little later she would just sit back down and we’d continue watching TV. Her sister got annoyed and yelled at her for making in her diaper. Her mother would get mad but she’d continue to do it every day so she wasn’t uncomfortable with it. She usually change but not right away maybe an hour or two later there were a few times after she paid a big turd in her diaper that I’d have to make, and I’d do it too then her sister would get annoyed and say now you have your friend making a big stinky turd in his diaper. She told me she liked the feeling of making in a diaper and how the turd felt inside the diaper. It’s now 30 years later and I recently got in touch. Abigail again through Facebook. I told her I have more of an incontinence urinary problem now so I’ve been wearing diapers for several years. She said she has a hard time with holding in and doesn’t like to have to worry about how much she drinks or having to run off to the bathroom so she also now wears diapers all the time. After having a few drinks, I asked her if she still remembers when she was 12 and we were watching TV and she would fart and then make a big turd in her diaper. She says yes. I asked her if she ever continued making turd in her diaper after that period of time we would hang out together and she’d make in her diaper while we’re watching TV. She said yes she’s still will poop in her diaper every day usually when she first gets up in the morning and it’s hard for it to hold in when she’s peeing I told her I usually will also make my first big turd in my diaper in the morning. She also says late at night when he’s coming home from a friend’s house or the movies or a summer concert she doesn’t like to feel uncomfortable and she’ll just make a big turd in her diaper then too. I told her I do that also coming home from New York City when I get to the train station or just leaving a summer concert I don’t feel like using the porta potty in. I’ll just makie in  my diaper. We’ve hung out since we got back in touch and had some fun times where we came back from a concert late at night and we both pooped in our diaper when leaving the concert going past the porta potty to our car. Or in the city coming back on the train getting to the parking lot where our car is sometimes we’ll both make in our diapers on the train or when we get out of the train in the parking lot walking to the car. Even now she said she’s comfortable with pooping in her diaper and it’s not such a big deal as a premium diaper that’s very, very absorbent well easily and safely hold a big load of poop as her friends know that she wears a diaper for urinary problems since she already has on a very premium diaper
    • Chapter 7 : Mrs. Turner crouched beside Marcus, her voice calm but firm. “Remember, it’s okay for Jack-Jack to keep his diaper on. Just focus on positioning him safely on your lap, and keep your hand steady.”   Jack’s stomach twisted into knots. No… please no… not now… He tried to shrink into himself, pressing his tiny hands against his chest as if that could make him disappear. His pacifier lay just within reach, a small comfort he could cling to if only he could get through this.   Marcus’s grin widened as he listened intently to Mrs. Turner’s instructions. Jack’s heart thumped so hard he was sure they could hear it. He’s smiling… he’s enjoying this… I’m going to die of embarrassment, Jack thought, his cheeks burning.   “Five spanks will be enough for this little outburst,” Mrs. Turner said, and Jack stiffened. Five?! That’s forever! I can’t handle this!   Marcus positioned him carefully, and Jack’s mind raced. Okay, breathe. Just breathe. Don’t cry. Don’t scream. Just… survive.   The first spank landed, and Jack flinched instinctively. Oh! Oh no… that stings… it really stings! He pressed his knees together, wishing he could vanish into the floor. The soft clicks of Jill’s camera made his embarrassment flare hotter. Why is she taking pictures? I’m doomed. Everyone’s laughing at me in their heads, I just know it…   The second spank came, sharper this time. Jack squirmed slightly. I’m so small… so helpless… why am I letting this happen? I can’t even defend myself… His fingers clutched the pacifier nearby, but he waited for Mrs. Turner’s signal before grabbing it.   Third spank. Jack’s eyes squeezed shut. Okay, focus… just focus… count… one, two, three… five… breathe…He felt the sting run down, a mix of shame and the undeniable helplessness of the moment.   Fourth spank. Almost done… just one more after this… don’t cry, Jack… don’t let them see you crumble… His little body tensed, every nerve alive with the sensation, every sound amplified. The soft clicks of Jill’s camera punctuated the air like a countdown.   Fifth spank. Jack whimpered quietly, unable to stop the small tremor in his body. It’s over… it has to be over… please let it be over…   Mrs. Turner leaned down, gently wiping his pacifier and holding it out. Jack grabbed it without hesitation, pressing it to his lips. Relief flooded him, mixed with lingering mortification. I survived… but everyone saw… oh, everyone saw… He suckled, grounding himself in the comfort of the familiar softness, feeling his racing heart slowly settle.   Marcus’s grin softened, Mrs. Turner’s eyes warm and reassuring, Jill lowering her phone, but Jack’s mind still replayed every second: the sting, the helplessness, the mortification. And yet, underneath it all, a small, secret relief blossomed—he had made it through, and the pacifier, soft and familiar, reminded him that some comfort always remained.
    • Things were stressful when I was having urge feelings. Sometimes I made it to the bathroom in time other times I would pee in my pants. A nice young neurologist she talked with me and after describing symptoms and going through some options, she thought and I agreed that a premium  adult type would be the best choice. I was surprised when she gave me a package in her office how thick and bulky they were and kind of crinkly too, but she said they’d be much better than the store brand diapers.   She suggested wearing plastic pants up and over the diaper or a large larger pair of underwear   Now it’s much less stressful I don’t have to worry about racing off to the bathroom or limiting how much I drink or that I’ll end up peeing in my pants. I just comfortably wear a diaper. They’re pretty soft and feel good. I like the North Shore. Megamax medium size. The waistband is nice easy to put the diaper on with the landing strip area. Good tall leak guards. It holds the shape. Well it doesn’t break up in the middle like some other diapers that I’ve used.   They’re the most absorbent diaper 8 hours I can go comfortably even up to 12 hours. The diaper just gets heavier and more swollen. Before a diaper change, but I’ve gone up to 16 hours in some cases not even a leak then either.    
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