SQUISHY SATURDAY morning sitting here in my wet and messy Crinklz Aquanaut diaper. Going poopie in my diapie is one of the simple pleasures of life. This morning I had to answer an email on my phone, and while being a responsible adult I also just relaxed and went potty in my wet morning diaper with a little more pee pee. I shivered as I messed my diaper, finished the email, felt the warm poopie settle in my diaper sooo firm and lumpy against my perineum, jiggling in my diaper as I walked, and culminating with a warm squish as my poopies flattened like a pancake in my diaper as I sit here contributing to this thread. The emotional and physical sensations are so intense for me when I mess my diaper; I don't ejaculate in my diaper but the emotional and sensory catharsis is just soooo intense and calming with the innervation of the Vagus nerve as I mess my diaper. There is also something intriguing for me with the paradox and dialectic of a responsible adult with a Ph.D. going potty in a diaper. Fortunately I don't mind cleaning up after I messed my diaper, just a perfunctory responsibility that only takes a few minutes with adult wipes and a soapy wash cloth with a little Dawn Dish Soap and I am once again fresh, clean, and sweet smelling well before my wife is out of bed. For now, I am warm, wet, messy, and of course a little stinky.
I’m hyped too and already settled in for kickoff. Being nappied up just makes the whole chill vibe better. I’m hoping the Stallions come out strong right from the start.