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Hi, what part of the country are you in for reference ? -
By Three Rivers · Posted
I use Incontrol BeDry Day, they can last me 10 to 12 hours easy. So for me no need for a booster. -
Meatloaf here too, with ranch potatoes and broccoli casserole. -
By Meeseeks88 · Posted
All will be revealed soon 😉 Chapter 2 – A New Baby in the House I woke up to see the familiar sight of the crib bars surrounding me. I rubbed my eyes and took out my dummy. As I sat up, I saw Samantha slowly opening her eyes. ‘What time is it?’ she asked whilst still half asleep. ‘It must be late afternoon by now’, I guessed. Samantha sat up next to me and looked around. ‘How did we get back in the crib?’ she questioned. ‘I don’t remember’, I replied, ‘I guess Christina and my mother must have carried us from the car’. ‘They carried us up to bed?’ Samantha exclaimed, ‘wow, just like a real baby’. Although I struggled being out in public, I couldn’t deny that Christina and my mother always looked after us and kept us safe. It didn’t take long before the two women entered the nursery. ‘There’s our two little monkeys’, giggled Christina as she came over and let down the side of the crib. She immediately stuck her finger inside of my nappy and felt around. ‘Still dry’, she confirmed before putting her hand up Samantha’s dress and checking her nappy. I could see Samantha blushing as Christina turned to my mother. ‘Only one wet bum to change’, she said. I could see that Samantha felt embarrassed that she was the only one who needed her nappy changing. Whilst Christina led her over to the changing table, I went downstairs with my mother. As per usual, I was given my colouring book and some crayons to keep me busy whilst my mother started to make some dinner. It wasn’t long before Samantha came back down to join me. She looked a lot happier as she sat next to me and helped me colour a picture of a dolphin. I was living my dream life and couldn’t have been happier. I just wondered what sort of adventures the following weeks would bring. A little while later we were called into the kitchen to have our dinner. As we walked in, Christina immediately put a bib around our necks. She instructed Samantha to sit at the table while I was led over to the highchair. She then began to strap me in. ‘What are we having for dinner?’ I asked. ‘Macaroni and Cheese’, my mother replied as she brought over a plastic plate full of food and placed it onto the highchair tray. I licked my lips and was ready to eat before noticing that Samantha didn’t have anything. ‘What about Samantha?’ I asked. ‘Don’t worry’ said Christina as she handed Samantha a bottle of juice, ‘she’ll have her dinner afterwards’. I wasn’t sure what that meant but didn’t have time to think about it as my mother scooped up a spoonful of macaroni and cheese and brought it to my lips. I instantly accepted it. It was delicious. After I’d finished my first mouthful, my mother gave me a second spoonful. As I chewed my food, I felt a bit of melted cheese dribble down my chin. My mother chose to ignore it and gave me another spoonful of food. I felt a little self-conscious as I noticed Samantha watching me whilst drinking her juice. More food started dribbling down my chin and I was fairly sure that I looked very infantile as my bib became covered in cheese. I managed to clear the plate and allowed my mother to wipe my hands and mouth before being let out of the highchair. After she had cleaned the tray, I watched as Christina led Samantha over to the highchair and strapped her into it. Now it was my turn to watch her eat. My mother gave me a bottle of juice to drink while another plateful of Macaroni and Cheese was brought over to the highchair. Samantha had never been fed her dinner before and she looked a little nervous about the whole situation. ‘Open wide’, cooed Christina as a spoonful of food made its way towards Samantha’s lips. Although it was a new experience for Samantha, she happily opened her mouth and accepted the spoonful of food. Unlike myself, she did a much better job of keeping the food inside her mouth. However, after a few more mouthfuls, I did notice a little bit of cheese dribble down her chin. She looked extremely cute. Samantha continued eating her dinner until she suddenly looked very uncomfortable. ‘Auntie Christina’, she said nervously. ‘Is everything alright?’ Christina asked. ‘I need the toilet’, Samantha replied. ‘That’s ok’, cooed Christina, ‘just go wee wee in your nappy’. ‘You don’t understand’, Samantha said anxiously and leant in towards Christina. I watched curiously as she whispered something into Christina’s ear. ‘Aw, that’s not a problem’, smiled Christina, ‘you can do a poo poo in your nappy as well’. Samantha’s eyes widened in horror. Not only did the whole room now know that she needed to poop, but it was also the first time that Samantha was coming to terms with the idea of using her nappy in that way. ‘Please Auntie’, she begged, ‘I don’t want to do…that in my nappy’. ‘It’s really not a big deal’, Christina said calmly, ‘Jake does it all of the time’. Now it was my turn to look horrified as my girlfriend had now been made aware that I pooped myself regularly. However, Samantha didn’t look bothered and was more concerned about herself. ‘I can’t hold it Auntie’, Samantha cried, ‘please let me out’. Christina remained calm and stroked Samantha’s hair. ‘Don’t worry about it’, Christina said softly, ‘just let it happen’. I suddenly started to have flashbacks to the first time I had pooped in my nappy. I remembered being on the sofa in Christina’s arms when it had happened. Although, it hadn’t been the most pleasant thing in the world, Christina had somehow made me feel comfortable. However, Samantha had an entire audience watching her. I wanted to help but could nothing but drink my juice. Samantha continued to shuffle about in the highchair until she suddenly let out a loud fart. ‘Oh my god!’ exclaimed Samantha as tears began rolling down her cheeks. ‘It’s alright’, my mother said as she went over to help comfort Samantha, ‘it’s just a bit of wind, it happens to everyone’. ‘This can’t be happening’, cried Samantha as she started bawling loudly. ‘Shh Shh Shh’, cooed Christina but it didn’t seem to help. ‘I’ll find her dummy’, my mother said and went off searching in the living room. As Samantha let out another fart, I saw her eyes widen and knew exactly what was happening. ‘Oh god no!’ she sobbed as she raised her bottom off of the highchair seat and began filling her nappy. ‘It’s ok, I’ve found it’, cheered my mother as she quickly rushed in with a pink dummy. ‘Just in time’, Christina replied as the dummy went straight into Samantha’s mouth. Samantha frantically began sucking on the dummy as she pushed out the last bit of poop. ‘Phew’, said my mother waving her hand in front of her nose, ‘smells like we definitely have a new baby in the house’. Samantha gingerly sat back down in the highchair looking exhausted and defeated. Seeing your girlfriend in that state would have put a lot of men off, however, I was more than familiar with dirty nappies by this point and wanted to do nothing more than to hold her. After a minute or two, Samantha managed to calm herself down. Christina removed her dummy. ‘All better?’ she asked. Samantha nodded, ‘please can you change me?’ ‘Soon’, Christina replied, ‘you need to finish your din dins first’. Before Samantha could complain, Christina scooped up some more macaroni and cheese and fed her another spoonful. Samantha reluctantly began chewing her food whilst coming to terms with her dirty nappy. It didn’t take long before the smell of Samantha’s nappy started making its way around the dining area. Although I was used to the smell, I found it hard to deal with and hoped that she would be getting changed soon. However, the grown-ups didn’t seem bothered by it. My mother ate the rest of her dinner whilst Christina continued feeding Samantha. Eventually, Samantha managed to finish her dinner. After having her bib removed, she looked over at me. The embarrassment of it all was too much and she started crying again. Christina quickly popped her dummy back in before undoing the highchair straps. She then put her hands underneath Samantha’s armpits and lifted her up. Samantha automatically wrapped her arms and legs around Christina. Feeling embarrassed and defeated, she buried her head into Christina’s shoulder. ‘Come on sweetheart’, said Christina as she kissed Samantha’s cheek, ‘let’s go and clean that stinky bum’. They left the room just as I finished my juice. ‘Would you like to watch some TV?’ asked my mother. ‘Yes please’, I replied. After removing my bib, my mother led me into the living room and sat me down on the sofa. ‘Would you like to watch Bluey?’ she asked. ‘Erm…actually, I’m kind of getting bored of Bluey’, I admitted. ‘That’s ok pumpkin’, my mother smiled, ‘I’m sure we can find something else’. She started flicking through some other tv shows designed for young children. ‘Ooh look, Peppa Pig’, she cheered. Without asking for my opinion, she put on the first episode. As the opening titles began playing, my mother put a dummy back into my mouth and left to go and tidy up in the kitchen. After being so familiar with Bluey, it was strange being introduced to Peppa Pig. I sucked on my dummy and decided to give it a chance. It wasn’t long until I heard the nursery door open upstairs. I looked over towards the staircase to see Christina walking down the stairs. Samantha followed slowly behind her sucking quietly on her dummy. ‘Go and have a sit down next to Jake sweetie’, Christina said before going to help in the kitchen. Samantha came over to the sofa and sat next to me. ‘Everything alright?’ I asked as I took my dummy out. Samantha took hers out as well and turned to me looking defeated. ‘I’d rather not talk about it’, she said softly before wiping a tear out of her eye. ‘What’s the matter?’ I asked. ‘I guess you’re having second thoughts about having me as your girlfriend’, she sobbed. ‘Why would you say that?’ I replied. ‘You’ve literally just seen me poop myself’, she said wiping her eyes, ‘that doesn’t bother you?’ ‘Of course not’, I chuckled, ‘when you wear nappies, it tends to happen every now and then’ She slowly started to smile. ‘I thought that you were going to be completely grossed out or something’, she admitted. ‘That could never happen’, I smiled, ‘I love you so it doesn’t even bother me’. Samantha was suddenly taken by surprise. ‘You love me?’ she exclaimed. I suddenly started to panic. ‘Erm…I mean…I just figured because we were a couple…’, I started to stutter. ‘I love you too’, Samantha grinned before wrapping her arms around me and kissing my lips passionately. It felt incredible as I slowly slid my tongue into her mouth. She took one of my hands and placed it onto one of her breasts. I felt an erection growing inside of my nappy as I gently massaged her breast. I felt as though I was in heaven until I suddenly heard Christina clearing her throat. ‘I thought you two were watching Peppa Pig’, she giggled. We quickly stopped kissing and sat nervously on the sofa. ‘It’s alright’, winked Christina, ‘I won’t tell’. Samantha smiled until she saw the clock on the wall. ‘Oh man’, she groaned, ‘I should probably get back home’. ‘Already?’ I asked disappointedly. ‘Yeah, I’ve got work in the morning’, she replied, ‘but I’ve had another amazing day with you. I can’t wait to do it again’. As we kissed each other one final time, I was already starting miss her. It was going to feel lonely in the crib without Samantha but I was also excited to find out what would happen tomorrow. -
By diapergirlfarts · Posted
Hey! I’m looking for a daddy to take care of me. I want to be kept in diapers. And I love being humiliated, embarrassed, disciplined and cared for. Especially in to thick diapers and messing and farting in them a lot.
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