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Diaper References
Diaper/wetting references found in movies and on TV
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By Three Rivers · Posted
1st time I was at a Walgreen's when I first started out on this adventure, I'm nearing the cash register and the wife of a good friend came in and saw me standing there. So she comes up to me and says high and asked me what I was doing there? It's 8pm at night and I quickly said that my father needed some supplies, and I'm quite sure I turned 3 shades of red, but she just turned and said well it's nice seeing you and went on with her shopping. Next time was about 3 months in, and I'm in the middle of changing a wet diaper in my bedroom. The wife walks in and I was very self conscious at that stage, and she asked me if I needed any help. I said no I got it, but was till very embarrassed. Now it's no big deal as I walk around the house in just a diaper or a diaper and a tee-shirt at times. But yes those times are still etched in my memory. -
🤔 you’re the second person to describe me as an evil toddler in charge of the wheel. It’s only two people saying it, it doesn’t mean it’s true right? Nah, I’ll ignore the logic of that statement because it doesn’t sound fun. 😁 -
Oh my, how twisted out thoughts can be Guilend, its like having an evil toddler in charge at the wheel! No cameras unfortunately, the roadblock was hastily setup and the occupants of the second cop car aren't the sharpest knives in the drawer frustrating the Sargent in charge no end. Thanks for being invested. This will probably settle down into a weekly update as time permits. -
By undertheradar · Posted
so my story is a little more interesting I think initially I was potty trained very early on... but the pediatrician warned my mother that she really should not potty train me until after I have a surgery to correct a birth defect down there the pediatrician had explained to my mom that for at least a couple months maybe 6 months or even a year I would likely have issues with potty training regression after the surgery my mom that she knew better.. and my grandma told the story that after the surgery one of the nurses had put me in a diaper and as expected I had wet the diaper... but my mom decided to change me back into underpants.. of course this resulted in a wet bed and nurses having a clean everything up they scolded my mom and put back in a diaper I think I was two and a half or three at the time? anyway when we got back home my mom decided to keep me in diapers for a while.. she would change me, grandma would change me.. in fact my earliest memory is being at Grandma's house and nothing but a baby blue t-shirt and a diaper running from the dining room / kitchen into the bathroom where grandma was getting her makeup on and looking down and seeing that I had a diaper on... the memory is interesting because it's very foggy.. kind of foggy around the edges if that makes any sense? unfortunately I was just a little too young to make the cut off to start preschool.. but my grandma made a large donation to The Christian preschool and they decided to let me in I would often times have accidents.. and since they had a nursery, they just changed me into a diaper and send me back to class eventually they got tired of this and told my mom and grandma that they would need to find another preschool or try again next year when I'm actually potty trained of course grandma made another donation to that preschool and they agreed to just have me wear diapers and change me in the nursery at some point I must have been doing well enough.. basically the teachers and students went outside and I somehow managed to hide and locked all the doors.. I trashed the place knocked over books and chairs and papers and art supplies and whatever really.. at some point I needed to go to the potty but I couldn't get the door open to go down the hall to go to the bathroom so I ended up wettng and messing myself.... I have memories of this.. I remember it started raining the teachers tried to get in and I just jumped up and down and laughed at them... all the while having wet and soiled underpants eventually my mom got there and after some persuasion I opened the door they changed me into a diaper and sent home and I was told never to return mom kept me on diapers during that time so she would change me and then at some point she kind of ran off and was out of the picture, I lived with Grandma for a while and she would change my diapers about kindergarten time, my grandma decided that I was potty trained now and took away diverse... I had quite a few accidents in kindergarten.. and eventually they just started having me wear diapers and had the nurse change me none of the other students really ever seemed to figure it out... in fact there was a point in grade school where I was out at recess and a kid had wet and messed his pants... and I was making fun of him... the comical part is I clearly remember having a wet diaper on at the time at the end of grade school, I guess it would have been tail end of fourth grade I moved in with my dad at that point my stepmom would change my diapers.. later that year we decided diapers were not necessary during the day anymore as I was pretty much dry all day I still wore diapers to bed at that point, I was a super small kid so fitting in baby diapers really wasn't an issue an hour or two before bed my stepmom would change me into a diaper and I would go to bed and she would change me out of the diaper in the morning then sometime around 7th grade in Middle school, there was a day when school was over and I really needed to poop but I figured I could make it home I did not want to be late as I was a TV show that I wanted to watch ... probably in the last third of a mile or so it changed from needing to poop to feeling like I was about to poop my pants so I started walking faster, then it felt like I was going to lose control even more so I started running and after about 2 or 3 steps I ended up pooping my pants.. I hid the poopy underwear under a rock in the woods.. a couple months later my step brother and step sister were clearing a trail in the woods so that we would have a new trail for riding our dirt bike they found the poopy underwear and went and told my stepmom... I denied it at first and said that it had to have been my step brother who stole my underwear it was my underwear because my initials were on it my stepmom basically told me if I didn't come clean there was going to be serious consequences.. so I admitted to it, admitted it was my underwear and told her what happened.. she said that I was going to get a spanking for lying and for wasting perfectly good underwear that could have been washed I begged for anything other than a spanking.. my stepmom asked what I thought inappropriate punishment would be? so I suggested something I thought she would never agree to.. I said since I pooped my pants maybe I should wear diapers for the whole summer.. it was only a couple weeks till the Summer started my stepmom chuckled a little bit and she said fine that's what we'll do.. but we'll start today.. she explained that if I was at home and not at school I would be wearing diapers 24/7 night and day she called my brothers and sisters into the living room and laid me on the floor and changed me into a diaper in front of everybody.. I definitely cried a little bit a couple hours later I needed to use the bathroom so I asked my stepmom to take the diaper off... she had told me that I was not to remove it on my own.. she said no you acted like a baby, now you have to use your diapers like a baby I managed to hold the pee for a while.. but then I really needed to poop and I asked if she could take the diaper off so that I could go poop in the toilet.. she reminded me again that if I wanted to act like a baby and poop my underwear that I would need to wear my diapers and use them a few more hours went by and I eventually started wedding the diaper.. I tried hard to hold that in and then it felt like the poop started to come out.. so I tried to hold that in which cost me to pee more and back and forth until eventually I was sitting in a wet messy diaper I was embarrassed so I didn't tell anybody.. my stepmom eventually smelled me and changed me in front of my brothers and sisters.. over the summer she would change me when she was home, but if she wasn't home my half sister and step sister were in charge of changing me... they were a couple years younger than me.. they would definitely make fun of me while they were changing me eventually it got to the point where I barely noticed if I was wetting or messing myself.. when school started back up I actually ended up wearing pull-ups to school as I had lost quite a bit of control over the summer I would just keep them in my backpack and change when I needed to.. eventually I got kicked out of the house and had to stay in the fort.. I wasn't allowed to pee or poop inside or outside we lived in the city.. so I wore diapers during that time too and my stepmom, step sister and half sister would change me as needed eventually my mom came and picked me up to get me out of the abusive situation.. when I got there my half brother who was a couple years younger than me warned me that if I was still living the bed that I should find a way to hide it because her new step dad would beat him if he wet his diaper at night... so I started stealing diapers from my brother, and from the kids that my mom would babysat.. this went on until my freshman year when I ended up in juvenile detention ... after a couple weeks the nurse realized that I was wetting the bed as I was constantly having more laundry and almost having new bedding every night.. the nurse convinced me to wear diapers.. and then I ended up in a group home 3 months later.. they had me where pull-ups during the day for about a month and diapers at night.. it really wasn't until I got back to my mom's house again, maybe my junior year or so that I had to switch to good nights and eventually to small adult diapers unfortunately that meant that I had to change myself for my last 4 years of school -
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