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I didn’t even think about the regression stuff being on her person. Now this gets interesting. I bet she tries to say that’s not what that is so the officer forces her to use it on herself and she ends up not being able to say words for a while 😂 -
Objectively if you are doing the same thing an incontinent person would do if they were out and about then it doesn't seem to be an issue, at least from an outsiders perspective (IE someone else in your locker room). As far as your reasons behind it I think you have to ask yourself if the motivation matters to you and if it does alter your behavior accordingly. As a thought exercise what would you do if you woke up tomorrow, still entirely 'mostly DL' you, but with real incontinence added in - would going to the gym, changing, etc be acceptable to you? As far as keeping the diaper all white I tend to do this myself, although I don't see prints any different from having prints on boxer shorts - I'd change in the locker room with no reservations with a print on my undershorts even were the print somewhat juvenile (Snoopy and woodstock FTW!) But despite seeing them in the same light, a print diaper comes too close to feeling like 'fetish' wear and in my personal morality becomes unsuitable for something like the gym. Also continuing the thought exercise how would you feel about someone cross dressing in the gym, or someone wearing a chastity cage, or a gimp get up etc? While those aren't the same thing as a diaper as there is no equivalent 'incontinence' in that equation, that is to say there is nothing that makes it socially normative to wear a cage, cross dress, or wear a ball gag. I know my own inclination would be to think that behavior was in exceptionally poor taste and to keep that shit at home, so for me personally it becomes a matter of the golden rule (If I wouldn't like someone else doing it then I won't do it.). My personal rule is to conduct myself in a manner that would be normal for someone incontinent, socially, someone can understand what I am doing without feeling that I have involved them in something best left at home - for me that is what works and seems to be respectful of others. I'm sure others will have opinions of their own! -
By Meeseeks88 · Posted
Chapter 5 – The Proposal I awoke a little while later. I wasn’t sure what time it was or how long I had been asleep for. I rubbed my eyes and sat up. The first thing I felt was the thick nappy between my legs. I looked around and remembered that I was in a crib. The events of the day suddenly began coming back to me and I wondered what would happen next. However, it turns out that I was about to make that decision as I felt a strong pressure in my bladder. I began to think back to the bottle of milk I’d had before my nap and started to regret drinking so much as the urge to pee grew stronger. I thought about getting out of the crib but that was never going to happen. I had no idea how to undo the lock and with the thick nappy between my legs, there was no way that I could climb out. I was just about to call out for Christina when a strange thought entered my head. ‘What if I wet myself like a real baby?’ I wondered. I had always wanted to wear nappies again but had never considered actually using them. It felt like quite a naughty thing to do and I wasn’t sure if I could bring myself to do it. However, as more time went by, the urge became too much. I decided to use my nappy for its intended purpose. I got onto my knees and took a deep breath. At first, nothing happened. My bladder was very well trained and it almost felt like it was fighting back. After about a minute of deep concentration, I suddenly felt myself starting to pee. It began as just a small trickle and I wondered if I could actually go through with it. However, after a few moments, a strong stream of pee began to fill my nappy. I sighed with relief as I felt the pressure in my bladder disappearing. I could feel the warmth of the pee spreading throughout my nappy. It was strangely comforting. After I had finished, I quickly checked under the blanket to make sure I hadn’t leaked anywhere. Despite peeing a lot, I was amazed that the nappy had contained it all. I lay back down in the crib and rested my eyes. I wanted to enjoy the feeling of a wet nappy for a little while. I just hoped that Christina wouldn’t be angry or disappointed in me. After a while, Christina finally came back into the room. ‘Hello sleepyhead’, she chuckled and opened the curtains to allow the sunlight to peer in, ‘how was your nap?’ ‘I was able to drop off actually’, I admitted. ‘I thought you would’, she replied and let down the side of the crib. Christina took the blanket off me and her motherly instincts seemed to kick in. ‘Looks like someone needs their nappy changing’, she giggled. My eyes widened. ‘How could she possibly know?’ I thought to myself. However, as I looked down at my nappy, I saw the dark yellow stain that had appeared on the front. I began to feel very nervous. ‘I’m really sorry’, I apologised, ‘I really needed to pee’. ‘That’s alright Jake’, Christina smiled whilst ushering me to get up, ‘that’s what nappies are for’. I sat up in the crib and got onto my knees. She suddenly wrapped her arms around me and I wondered what was happening. I felt a light breeze on my bottom as Christina stretched open the back of my nappy. ‘Any poo poo in there?’ she asked. ‘Erm…no’, I replied awkwardly. ‘Never mind’, she said and patted my padded bottom, ‘maybe next time’. I cringed at the thought of messing my nappy and had no intention of doing that. As she helped me out of the crib, Christina turned to face me. ‘Do you want another nappy on or are you ready to wear your big boy pants again?’ she asked. I thought about it for a moment. As much as I was enjoying wearing a nappy, the bottle, dummy and crib were a bit out of my comfort zone and so decided it was time to head home. ‘I think I’ll wear my normal underwear’, I replied politely. ‘Not a problem’ Christina smiled, ‘did you want to clean yourself up, or did you want me to change your bum like a baby?’ The question stunned me. I had never thought about wetting my nappy let alone having someone change me. The thought of it made me nervous but also very excited at the same time. ‘Could you…erm… could you maybe…erm’, I stammered. However, Christina had a somewhat enchanting motherly smile on her face. ‘It’s ok, I can change you sweetie’, she said whilst taking my hand. I was led over to the other corner of the room where a changing table was set up. As I reached the table, I felt Christina put her hands underneath my armpits and lift me onto the table. It was surprising to realise that she had that kind of strength and I suddenly felt very little. I laid down on the mat as Christina lifted up my t-shirt. ‘Ok sweetie, let’s get you out of that wet nappy’, she cooed and started ripping open the tapes either side. I instantly felt a little embarrassed and could feel myself blushing as Christina opened up my nappy to reveal the big wet stain that I had made inside of it. ‘Aw bless you’, she smiled, ‘you really needed a wee didn’t you sweetheart’. I nodded nervously. ‘Don’t you worry’, she grinned, ‘Auntie Christina will get you all cleaned up’. I didn’t know how I felt about Christina referring to herself as my ‘Auntie’ but I decided not to think too much about it. I watched as she went over to a drawer and took out some changing supplies. When she returned, a clean dummy was immediately placed into my mouth. I wasn’t keen on using a dummy but I reluctantly started to suck on it. Christina then opened up a fresh pack of baby wipes. As she began to clean me, I flinched slightly. ‘Aw sorry’, grinned Christina, ‘the wipes are probably a little bit cold’. It wasn’t long before I got used to it. I lay there silently sucking on my dummy as Christina lifted my legs and began wiping my bottom. I quickly began feeling very little and couldn’t quite believe that I was receiving my first nappy change. After she was satisfied that I was clean, Christina helped to lift me off the changing table. ‘Come on sweetheart’, she cooed, ‘we’ll go downstairs and get you dressed’. Once again, she took hold of my hand and I was led out of the nursery and back downstairs. It felt very surreal being led around the house with a dummy in my mouth and my privates out in the open. We reached the bottom of the stairs where Christina picked up my boxer shorts. She stretched them open and ushered me to step into them. With that, she pulled my boxer shorts up around my waist before doing the same with my shorts. ‘I guess you’re all done’, she sighed whilst taking the dummy out of my mouth. ‘Yeah…um thank you’, I replied awkwardly. I wasn’t entirely sure how to thank somebody who had just changed my wet nappy and had helped me get dressed. As I began to pack my nappies back into my bag, Christina sat down on the sofa. ‘Did you enjoy that, Jake?’ she asked. ‘I really had a great time’, I admitted, ‘but please don’t mention it to anyone’. ‘I promise that I won’t mention it to anyone’, she smiled, ‘however, I do have a little proposition for you?’ ‘What proposition?’ I asked as I zipped up my bag. Christina cleared her throat. ‘Well, as you know, I don’t have a partner and have never been married’, she said, ‘therefore, I’ve never had any children of my own’. I nodded as she continued. ‘I’ve always dreamed of having a baby’, sighed Christina, ‘I guess that’s why I enjoy looking after my sister’s baby so much’. As I continued to listen, I felt confused. ‘Sorry, but what does that have to do with me?’ I asked. She began smiling, ‘this might sound like a crazy idea and you’ll probably think I’m insane, but I think we might be able to help each other out’. ‘What do you mean?’ I replied. Christina took a deep breath and looked a little bit anxious. ‘Well, you clearly enjoy wearing nappies like a baby, right?’ she asked. ‘Um, I guess so’, I responded. ‘and I’ve always wanted to have a baby of my own’, she continued, ‘so how about it?’ I looked at her completely confused, ‘how about what?’ Her smile grew bigger, ‘how about you spend some time here being my baby’. My jaw dropped open as I finally understood what she was proposing. ‘Don’t feel like you have to decide right now’, Christina said as she saw the expression on my face. After a few moments I managed to speak, ‘I…I don’t know. I don’t think I’d feel comfortable doing that’, I admitted. She looked a little bit disappointed but nodded her head, ‘I completely understand’. ‘I guess I should head home now’, I smiled. After saying our goodbyes, I left the house and began walking back home. My head was spinning after the events of the past few hours. It almost felt like it had been a dream. In the space of one day, I had bought a pack of nappies, worn a nappy, sucked on a dummy, drank from a baby bottle, slept in a crib, wet myself and had even had my bottom wiped and cleaned. By the time I got home, it was going to feel strange doing ‘grown-up’ things again. -
Great observations and questions Sofia. The plot is slowing thickening, Heather’s fate still hangs in the balance… although it does at this point look like she is doomed. -
By Shannara6767 · Posted
Well I might have already found that person and coming up with a surgical plan to also remove a cyst that's caused chronic epididymitis since I was a teen with the help of gemini. I live in Charlotte and came up with the name Michael Kennelly or Dr. Angela Schang. Unfortunately my health insurance rolls over in June and I'm getting married in October so will have to wait till on my new wife's insurance because hers is substantially better than mine. Hopefully I can get him/her to agree to the operation if not I guess I'll have to head to Mexico and pay out of pocket to be pain free. For the time being the device I linked is working very very well even while seated and is comfortable.
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