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The paper bags are just as I remember them when I was a kid many yrs ago, but they have put some crap handles on them. The started back maybe the 70-80's ? when the cheap plastic abs had handles but thin, the nice stores would put a paper bag inside of the plastic bag because the plastic bag had handles ..

Thank you for bringing this story back!  One of my favorites and you do such a good job of creating scenes which develop the characters much beyond the standard ABDL topics.  Please don't let any of the criticism discourage you from continuing to share your creativity with us!

Keep it up. I love this casual incontinent diaper use in a professional environment. 

Chapter Four – In public We found a spot in the little coffee shop right opposite of the diaper shop. Emily chose a table for us and ordered two large coffees and a big glass of water for me. As the drinks came, Emily placed the glass of water in front of me and said, „Drink this first. It’s very important that you stay hydrated.” I answered quiet, „You mean it’s really important that I have to pee as soon as possible.” “Both can be important,” she replied with a grin on her face, “we have enough diapers now. So, there’s no need for holding back now.” I downed the glass in a few gulps because I wanted to get to the coffee as quickly as possible. I enjoyed every drop of coffee as it went down my throat. After that humiliating shopping experience, the coffee finally tasted like adulthood. To my surprise, the conversation I had with Emily afterward over coffee also felt like a grown-up conversation. We continued where we stopped the day before and talked about everything. I’d never been on a real date with a woman before, but in my mind, I’d imagined it would be something like this. Except for the diaper, of course, but I felt, this train had already left the station. “Now I have to use the bathroom,” Emily announced after we finished our drinks and the conversation. “Are you waiting for me here?” “No, I'll come with you right away and wait for you outside the door.”   I hadn't even finished speaking when she took my hand, and we went together to the restrooms on the next floor. It really felt like a date. When we arrived at the restrooms, she let go of my hand and disappeared behind the door. After she left, I quickly walked into the men’s bathroom. I had to pee, too - more urgently than ever before. Since I didn't want to do it in front of everyone at the mall - it was weird enough doing it in front of Emily - I figured I could just quickly take care of it in the designated area. Besides, I thought it would be easier for me to pee in there, and Emily doesn't need to know. My plan worked. No sooner had I stepped into an empty stall and locked the door behind me than my urine started flowing as if someone had turned on a faucet. My diaper easily absorbed everything as it swelled up more and more. When I was done, I went right back outside without washing my hands—the risk that Emily would realize I hadn’t waited for her was too great. To my relief, I managed to come out of the bathroom before Emily did. I stood in the same spot as before, as if I’d never left. About five seconds later, Emily came back from the women’s restroom. I didn’t even have time to check if everything was okay with my diaper. It felt much heavier than before, and I couldn’t imagine that it wasn’t visible from the outside. “That’s much better”, Emily said relieved, “now let’s head back to your place and buy groceries on the way.” We left the mall and headed to the bus stop. We took the same three busses, but in reverse order. In the third bus, Emily finally noticed that my diaper was not dry anymore. “Did you have an accident?” she whispered into my ear. “No, it was a voluntary decision.” I whispered back. “When did this happen?” she wanted to know. “While you were in the lady’s room,” I answered truthfully. The exact details I kept to myself. “You did very good.” she praised me, “Do you need a change?” “No, I don't think so. What do you think?” I asked her. I didn't know how much a diaper like that could hold, and I'd never peed in one a second time before. Emily checked my diaper through my clothes. “I think it will at least hold one or two times this amount. I think you are safe. Let it flow whenever you feel it,” she said convincingly, “I love how quickly you engage in this.” I was surprised myself but deep down I felt, that I always needed someone who takes care of me and shows love and affection towards me as Emily did. As we reached our stop, we got out of the bus and headed to the small supermarket between the bus stop and may apartment. It was the same market I used to buy my groceries all the time. But this time Emily did the shopping. She loaded the shopping cart with lots of things I never have bought before. My diet mostly consisted of noodles, convenience food or take away. I never learned how to cook for myself at home and I never had interested in learning it after I moved out. Emily filled the cart with fresh vegetables, fruit and spices. I just waddled along and really felt like a toddler who has to go shopping with his mom. It took ages for Emily to decide what to buy, so I whispered into her hear, „Can we go home, please?” She answered in her normal voice, „Why? We have not finished shopping.” “I have to pee again,” I whispered. The bus ride and the amount of water Emily made me drink had an inconvenient effect on my bladder – at least inconvenient for me. Emily smiled at me and said – again with her normal voice, „But that’s what you have you diaper for.” I flinched and immediately looked around if someone could hear that. To my horror there was an older couple and a mother with her teenage daughter, I'd guess she was about 14 years old, in the same aisle. To my horror, she giggled at the very moment Emily finished speaking and my first thought was that she must have overheard us. “Not so loud”, I begged. Emily said, „Why? You don’t have to be ashamed. That’s normal for you now. And if you would have just used your diaper like you should, nobody would not have said or noticed anything.” “Please, let us go home. I cannot pee here in front of everyone”, I begged again. Emily finally started whispering, „What’s the problem? In the mall you didn’t seem to have a problem.” I blushed. “There was nobody else around. It was easier then,” I lied. In normal voice again Emily said, „We will go home when we have everything we need. Either you use your diaper or you will hold until we get back. It’s your choice” The girl giggled again. I was so embarrassed, although I didn’t know for sure if the girl even heard our conversation. But I couldn't think of any other reason why she would have giggled. What I knew was, that I will not be able to hold my pee back until home. “If I were you, I would look for a less crowded aisle,” Emily said and winked with one eye. In the absence of alternatives, I started to look for an empty aisle. Ironically the first empty aisle I found, was the baby aisle. First, I hesitated but I didn’t have the time to look for better place. I walked into the middle of the aisle and stopped right between the baby diapers and the baby food. I squatted down and took one of glasses with baby food out of the shelf. Pretending to read the fine print on the glass I started to push. After a few seconds and pushes a few drops came out. I pushed harder and harder until my bladder emptied into my diaper in a gush. When I was done, I let out a slight sigh of relief. “I knew you could do it.” Without noticing it, Emily must have entered the aisle while I was concentrated and now stood right behind me. “You did great. Let me see.” I stood up, and Emily pulled me toward her by the waistband of my pants. She felt my diaper and decided, that it would hold until home and a diaper change is not necessary. “What do you have here?” Emily asked and took the glass out of my hand. “Ok, I will buy that for you. You were such a good boy today.” “But, I don’t….” It was too late; the glass of baby food was already in the shopping cart. “We still need some things, come with me!” Emily said and took me by my hand. After we gathered all sorts of things, Emily paid and we left the supermarket. In front of the market Emily turned to me and said, „I know, it was embarrassing for you that I talked so loud in the supermarket, but I needed to. You have to learn to use your diaper wherever we are and in every situation. You don’t have to announce when you have to use your diaper. Just let go. You will get used to it.” She kissed me on the forehead and started walking, dragging me along.

I have £1000 a month disposable income after all my bills. I need to get into the habit of saving some money. This is the budget I have set. I get paid weekly so it's even harder for me to Budget. Does this sound reasonable?  (Weekly spends) £100.00 - week for food shopping  £5.50 - save nappies - £50 a week - £200 a month Fun money £24.50 £278 a month - (save)