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Generally being 5-7 again. Would be awesome to be on a ski trip with the family, but because I am too young I get put into a ski school. I am shy and don't wanna ask for the bathroom, so of course I end up wet and messy. After the third day of getting picked up and needing a thorough cleanup my mum drags me to the tiny pharmacy in the mountain town to buy diapers for me. Seeing the slight wetness between my legs and the odor of my mess the clerk instantly knows what we are here for.  Or: Going on a week long nature/hiking excursion with my school. The teacher puts mudpants/waders on the list of things to pack. I drink way too much apple juice on the first morning before we are told to put on our mudpants and boots for the first day of outdoor activities. It's spring, so not really warm outside. I am the only kid with mudpants that has suspenders rather than elastics around the waist. So I don't want to undress myself to pull them down for a wee. Just an hour into the day I end up wetting myself the first time, and many other times throughout the day.  We get back to the lodges and I dread the moment of undressing. But I am soaked so much that there is no dry spot left. Noone can tell that I wet myself. But I still pull them off and hang them inside my locker, put something different on. Second day isn't much better. My mudpants already smell of dried pee, but I have no choice but to pull them on. Of course I end up wet again after no time. And even worse, I need to go number two, but there is nowhere to go on this hike. Maybe we are on the way to a small farm to learn about farming. And while walking the farm listening to the clerk explaining stuff I can't hold it. Back at the lodge I have to tell my teacher to help me.  As my second pair of pants are in the wash I don't have a choice but to wear the dried ones from the previous day. While doing indoor activities all the classmates first wonder who stinks like pee and I will soon be found out, which gets told to the teachers.  All the teasing makes me wet my bed in the night. I pull of my pyjamas still in bed and cover everything with my blanket. My pants were washed and dried the previous evening so I have something fresh to wear.  Third day we visit a high rope course. I already start to need a number two on the bus ride there, but the teachers usher us straight to the instructors. Fidgeting like crazy I wait till I got the harness on before running to the portapotties.  But I wasn't able to listen to the instructions, so I don't know how to get the harness loose to pull my pants down. I can't do anything other than feel my bowels push. Because of the tight harness I even have to help push a bit to get it all out.  One of the teachers waits outside to ask if everything is ok and I lie that all is good. I don't want to admit it and I really looked forward to the rope garden.  On the bus ride back I instantly get picked out by the noses of all my classmates and teachers, so of course one of them checks down my pants for the obvious.  Just as I am cleaned up again another teachers comes in, as they found my wet bed too. Under the blanket it started to smell really bad over the day. They say "that's it" and decide to put me into one of the pull-ups they have in the storage of the lodges. With the Ok of my mum I get put in diapers for the 2 days left, day and night, because the other option would have been a 3 hour drive to pick me up and a lot of money lost.    Sorry, long post, but every fantasy I have involves me being a young kid again, way past potty training age, having accidents again and being put back in diapers after a few of them. I had both scenarios in my childhood, but without the accidents. Just the long holds to not pee/poop my pants and the "I wish I could just push it out"-thoughts, because I already had a deep interest in pants accidents and diapers. The rope garden fantasy comes from an accident another kid had on a trip like this. I was 8 or 9 and my teacher and the one from the same grade decided to treat us with a day in the rope gardens close to the summer holidays. I was on the ground eating something, when some of my mates nearby started to laugh and point up. One of the boys from the other class was in the middle of two trees and drenched his pants. Of course he was crying up there. I think his mum had no time to pick him up, so he had to sit on a bench for a few hours till we got back to school. Just like me after my second diarrhea accident at a dental school that showed us how to brush our teeth. Had to sit in half cleaned up pants for 3h that day.  

Sometimes my inner child pops out from time to time to override adult me by saying "im wearing a diaper! Hehe!"

Back to the grind again.  Started Saturday morning going to bed with TinyTails. For whatever reason, I didn't actually wet it until about 10 o clock Saturday night. then again, after 2:30 am. I got out of it and showered before I put on a Girls XXL Goodnites for church. I peed in it a little bit before taking it off before going to bed Sunday afternoon.  Didn't wear any padding for the rest of the weekend, due to the fact that I was having to come out to the hotel to do my laundry. (Dryer's busted in my building.)  They're supposed to be coming through to do pest control Tuesday afternoon.  No padding until after that.