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I think so too. If the end of the catheter rests in the urethra past the bulbous area than it may cause irritation that feels like it is in the tip of the penis.  That is another reason why I started making my own stents that end in the bulbous part. 

Maybe it is not the retrieval line that is annoying you but some irritation along the urethra from the stent that is 'referred' to the tip. 

“No, dude! I don’t need a fucking change already!” Jackson shouted at his big only moments after the ceremony ended. “What's the issue?” The president said, walking over to the two of them as Ryan struggled to get Jake’s hands off of him. “It's been like 2 minutes, and this freak already wants to see me naked again!” Jackson shouted in an irritated tone. “His diaper is incredibly loose,” Brady started to explain. “It’s just gonna leak the first time he uses it,” “Right, then what's the issue? Change him,” The president said sternly, as if that was obvious. “That's just it, he won’t let me,” Brady said. “Right! Pledges!” The president called out, gesturing for the others to gather around. “I guess I forgot to clarify that this relationship works both ways. Just as your bigs will be punished for failing to care for you, you will be punished for failing to comply with their instructions,” “How much worse can it get?” Jackson asked, trying to sound unphased by the idea. “Up to your big,” The present shrugged. “But we have a variety of things that can make your life a little worse. Wooden paddles…” “Huh- what, are you gonna spank me?” Jackson asked in a sarcastic voice, cutting him off. “If that's what it takes,” The president said with a smirk. “Pffft, I’d like to see you try. There's no way that I would let…” Jackson started, before Sam and Oscar’s bigs grabbed a hold of him, forcing him towards the ground. Brady stepped away for a second as they kept him pinned, returning seconds later with the fraternity paddle that Ryan had pointed out on arrival. “Right little guy, all you have to say is ‘I’m a little baby’ and this will stop,” Brady said aloud, before positioning himself behind Jackson. “What!? I’m not going to fucking say…” Jackson started to protest, still fighting off the two guys who were holding him down as he felt the wooden paddle slap his ass with an aggressive force, causing an unusual stinging sensation Jackson hadn’t been ready for. “What the fuck!?” Jackson screamed, before the paddle came down again. Time and time again, as Jackson tried to protest, hoping to fight his way to freedom. His struggle was of no use though, as he slowly started to realize that even just one of these brothers could keep him pinned, let alone the two of them. 5. 6. 7. Brady just kept coming down, quickening his pace as he put more force behind each swing. “Fuck! Stop!” Jackson said as he started to tear up from the pain. “Stop!” “Say it,” Brady said, halting mid swing while he waited for Jackson’s response. “I’m- I’m a little baby!” Jackson shouted. The two guys quickly let go, letting Jackson fall on his stomach as he sobbed silently, before quickly trying to gather himself. Oscar, Sam and Ryan stood very still, having just watched everything unfold in front of them as the idea of complying with their bigs every order was concretely demonstrated before them. “Right then, I imagine you can take care of him from here?” The president asked, taking the paddle back from Brady. “Oh, for sure,” Brady said with confidence, proceeding to grab one of the diaper bags from a close by wall and setting it next to Jackson. Jose and Nick looked at their littles who stood silently, unsure what was going to happen next. “Your diaper is looking a little loose too,” Nick said, grabbing one of the diaper bags and walking off before turning around to call for Oscar. “Come on, follow me,” He said, quickly getting Oscar to trot after him, giving a quick look over his shoulder at Sam and Ryan who were just as worried as he was. “You two look good to me, let's start drinking,” Jose said, tapping Jake on the shoulder before they started towards the kitchen. Ryan and Sam quickly exchanged looks before following after them, no longer sure if it was okay to even be separated from their big. “Ey, dibs on one of those tables!” Jose called out to some of the guys setting up the two ping pong tables for beer pong. They looked reluctant to give one up, but agreed which ultimately gave Sam and Ryan the idea that their bigs had priority over things. That or some kind of seniority was in place. “Alright boys, let's start you off right with some shots!” Jose said, grabbing a bottle of tequila off the counter and a couple red solo cups. “Shit, alright,” Ryan said, trying to get himself stoked for the week again after having just watched Jackson’s painful spanking. “That's the spirit!” Jose said, handing him a cup which he instantly downed. Jose handed a cup to Sam, downing his as well as Jose wasted no time refilling their cups again. “Double up for good luck,” He chuckled, before taking a shot himself and handing the bottle to Jake. More and more brothers slowly started to fill up the space, pouring in from various rooms in the house after most likely unpacking their stuff for the weekend as the four of them made their way over to one of the tables. “What do you say we make this extra interesting?” Jake asked, starting to fill each of the cups with a generous portion of beer from one of the many growlers. “Losers little chugs a whole growler,” A cheer erupted from some of the other members on the sidelines watching the game unfold as Sam felt his gut sink. He’d never even played beer pong before. He looked to Ryan for a shared expression, but saw a genuine smirk instead. “Hell yea,” Jose said, grabbing two of the ping pong balls. “You ever played before, Sammy?” He said, handing him one of the balls. “Uh- No, actually,” Sam said reluctantly, which elicited a few laughs from the sidelines. “Shit, dude. Guess we know who will be changing the first dirty diaper tonight,” Jake teased. “You?” He asked, gesturing towards Ryan. “Oh, for sure. Lets cream these losers,” Ryan said confidently, trying to fit in with the mockery. ~~ The game went on for a while, all members having been a little rusty themselves having not played since before the summer as Jackson and Brady eventually made their way into the room in a slow stroll, meandering their way up to the table. “Ey! No hard feelings, right little man?” Jose teased, seeing the disheartened look on Jackon’s face. “Right,” He said, not looking very amused. “Can I get something to drink?” Jackson asked, looking back at Brady. “Of course, got a preference?” Brady asked. “Something hard,” Jackson responded, as Brady disappeared into the crowd that was forming around the beer pong tables. “You good bro?” Ryan said, quickly darting to the side to chat as Jose and Sam made their turn. “Of course I’m good, why wouldn’t I be good?” Jackson scoffed, not even making eye contact with Ryan. “Alright, bro…” Ryan said, stepping back towards the table. “Just trying to look out for ya,” “That's what Brady’s for,” He mocked, as Brady returned through the crowd carrying a red solo cup and a chilled Corona. “Double shot,” Brady said, handing him the cup as Jackson started to effortlessly chug. “And a chaser,” Brady said, exchanging the empty cup for the bottle. “Good shit, little man,” Brady said as Jackson started to chug the beer as well. “We’re playing winners,” Brady called out, seeing the game nearing an end with Jose and Sam definitely on the losing side. It didn’t take long before Ryan sunk the final shot, ultimately winning the game as they slid the remaining cups over to Sam and Jose with a laugh, the crowd seeing the churning mix of emotions on Sam’s face. “Shit, good game,” Jose said, downing half the cups as Sam tried to keep up. “I believe this is for you,” One of the members said, sliding a dark growler onto the table in front of Sam. Sam stared at it, never having been to a party before, he wasn’t exactly sure if he’d even be able to chug it. “Right…” He said quietly, unscrewing the cap. “Make us proud, my man,” Jose said, grabbing the rest of Sam’s cups and downing them for him before putting his hands on Sam’s shoulders and giving him a quick shake for reassurance. “Bottoms up, and don’t put it down till its empty,” “Loser’s little has to down a growler,” Ryan said, leaning over to fill Jackson in. “Shit, I hope I’m on the losing team then,” Jackson said, downing the last of his own beer. Hesitantly, Sam picked up the growler, feeling its significant weight as he placed it on his lips and lifted it into the air, starting what he knew would be a long process. “Chug! Chug! Chug!” The crowd started to chant, even pausing the game at the table next to them. Sam tried his best, forcing down large quantities of beer in lengthy gulps, not actually able to truly chug it. He struggled with the first half, downing it before lowering it for air, feeling the pressure of the crowd as his stomach started to hurt lifting it for a second go. “Let’s go Sammy, let's go!” Jose shouted, starting a chant as Sam continued to struggle, the crowd egging him on as he downed another quarter before letting the growler back down, struggling for air as he let out some rather uncomfortable belches. “You okay?” Jose asked, resting his hand on Sam’s back as Sam lowered closer to the floor. Sam shook his head, feeling incredibly sick in the stomach as he set the growler on the ground. “Deals a deal, someones got to finish that growler,” Jake chimed in with a laugh. Jose gave him a smug look, grabbing the growler from Sam who was obviously not in a state to down the remainder, quickly chugging through the contents himself as the crowd erupted with cheer before eventually dispersing back to their own games and conversations. “You good?” Jose asked as Sam struggled to stand back up out of fear of puking everywhere. Sam nodded, still feeling a little uneasy. “Maybe some food?” “Right,” Jose said, as Sam suddenly felt Jose’s hand press firmly against his upper back and lift him from under the armpit, getting him on his feet as he started to guide him through the crowd. The selection wasn’t anything great, though Sam wasn’t surprised as it seemed that food was only there by necessity. Afterall, drinks were the primary focus, at least at this point in the day. He scraped together some scraps for a burger, dumping a generous portion of chips onto his plate before looking at Jose. “More meat wouldn’t hurt,” He joked, dropping two hot dogs onto his plate. “Could use some meat on those bones,” Sam nodded, his head beginning to feel like a bag of rocks precariously balanced on his neck. “Come on,” Jose said, placing his hand on his back again as he pushed them through the crowd, eventually stepping out the patio doors and onto the rather expansive deck where the level of chaos instantly dropped down a few notches. Sam looked out at the lake, letting Jose guide them towards a few chairs as Jose pulled one out for Sam, ensuring he got in the chair safely before joining him in the seat beside him. “So how’d it feel?” Jose asked, taking a bite out of his own hotdog as Sam smashed the burger into his face, desperate to put something in his stomach to help clear up the otherwise unpleasant feeling the growler had left behind. “Huh?” Sam murmured through a mouthful of food. “Your first game as a brother,” Jose said. Sam nodded, loudly chewing his food as he tried to force a swallow. “Aren’t- I still a pledge?” Jose chuckled. “Technically, but you don’t plan on running off on me, do you?” Sam shook his head, taking another massive bite from his burger. “Then as far as I see it, you’re a brother. A baby one, but nonetheless,” He smirked. Sam smiled through his chews before moving on to scarf down the hot dogs Jose had added to his plate, now realizing that Jose had been right about the need for meat. They sat in silence for a bit, filling their stomachs in preparation for what the rest of the day would bring as Sam felt his bladder approach its maximum, his body obviously churning through the mountains amounts of sudden liquid, creating a rather uncomfortable sensation next to his already bloated stomach. “Do uh- I just…go?” Sam asked awkwardly after a few moments, suddenly squirming in his seat as the pressure finally reached an unbearable level. “Breaking the seal?” Jose joked, setting his plate down. “Here, stand up,” He said, waiting for Sam to do so. Sam hesitantly stood up, setting his plate beside Jose’s on the railing. “And spread your legs a little,” Jose said, using his foot to help push Sam’s legs apart. “Perfect. Now just pee,” Sam felt like an idiot, standing there in front of his new big with his legs spread apart. He could feel the soft padding of the diaper pressed against his groin as he tried to force his mind to let him pee, though luckily it didn’t take much due to his current need. He felt his face grow hot, noticing a few of the other guys looking in his direction, chuckling in small groups as they all knew what he was about to do. He gulped, letting go of his bladder as the warm piss flooded the front of his diaper, instantly soaking into the padding as it spread itself out. He stared down at his feet, avoiding eye contact as the front of his diaper started to transition to a rich yellow color. The warmth spread across his entire waste as he tried to decide whether he enjoyed the feeling or not. It certainly was something new. Jose stood awkwardly beside him, laughter erupting in the background as he looked around. Sam’s stream went on for longer than usual, his blush red face keeping him from looking up until he felt the full weight of the diaper pulling down at his waist, the likely sign that a change would surely follow. He took a deep breath, mustering the courage to look up, sure that everyone would be watching him fill his diaper with pee but was ultimately surprised when he saw no one. Everyone that had been on the porch was suddenly crowding their way inside where loud belts of laughter echoed through the doorway as the crowd circled around what Sam could only assume was one of the other pledges.     Did you enjoy the story? Consider supporting my work over on SubscribeStar! Or be sure to let me know what you thought by interacting with the post!

“How's Mommy's little princess?” Lilith cooed, slowly walking back into the living room where Maggie had settled down to watch some cartoons. Maggie nodded her head, not looking away from the TV as she nursed a sippy cup of juice. “Yea?” She said with a soft smile, leaning down to check her diaper. “We might need to give that a change before we head out,” Mikey crawled his way into the living room, plopping back on his padded butt as he sat on the carpet before looking up at Lilith. “Out?” Maggie questioned, suddenly looking away from the TV. “Mhmmm,” Lilith said softly, making her way towards the kitchen. “We’re going to go for a little walk as a family. Get some fresh air,” Maggie felt her nerves churn ever so slightly in her stomach, unsure what all that would entail. “Relax,” Lilith said calmly, returning with a bottle as she handed it to Mikey on the floor, who quickly reached out to take it. “Mommy’s magic is going to keep everyone safe as usual,” Maggie nodded, feeling suddenly reassured. “Besides, Mommy has a cute little harness she wants to try out with you,” She teased, suddenly producing it from the side of the couch as if it had just been conjured. Its simple backpack shape seemed cute. A stuffed white rabbit with a tiny pocket made up the simple bag, attached to a simple pink set of straps that had a locking mechanism on the front. Lilith held it up for her to see, showing off its accompanying pink canvas leash that she then connected to it. “Can’t have you running away on me,” She teased some more. “Wha ‘bout the baby?” Maggie asked, pointing down at Mikey who had drained nearly half of the bottle already. “Mommy’s got just that thing for him,” She said, getting up as she made her way to the front door, giving a discreet flick of her wand as she stopped at the door, muttering some words under her breath. The door swung open, revealing a rather simple baby stroller, only it had been massively oversized to fit an adult. Both Mikey and Maggie’s eyes grew wide as Lilith rolled it inside. “Come on,” Lilith said with a smile, overly excited herself as she leaned down to hoist Mikey off of the floor as he clung to his bottle. The smile on his face grew as big as it could as Lilith lowered him into the stroller. Her vibrantly green eyes glistened down at him as she smiled lovingly at him. The soft padding cradled him on all sides as he felt practically weightless. The angle sat just right so that he could see forward, or drift off with ease, an idea that filled him with a sudden sense of excitement. “What a cutie!” Lilith squealed, suddenly overwhelmed with joy herself as Mikey tried his hardest to keep up the fantasy for her, lifting the remaining contents of his bottle as he started to suck it down again. “Ughhh!” She let out, leaning in to secure the straps around him as he suddenly felt even smaller than he thought he could. “You stay right here, baby boy. Mommy’s going to get everything we need for our walk,” She cooed, before disappearing back down the hall. “Hehe, dat looks comfy,” Maggie said, stumbling her way over to be in front of the stroller. “You make a cute baby,” Mikey’s face was beet red as he blushed intensely, hiding behind the shrinking contents of his bottle. “Alright, baby girl,” Lilith called out from behind, carrying a variety of items in her arms as she carried them over to the stroller. “Finish your juice and meet Mommy in the nursery. We’ll get you changed out of the icky diaper,” Maggie blushed slightly, giving Mikey a final glance before scurrying off towards the nursery. “Now,” Lilith said, setting the items on the floor as she started to bring them up one by one. “I got you your favorite plush blankie,” She said, laying it over him as she tucked the ends in around his legs. “Keep you nice and warm,” Mikey smiled, his bottle coming to an end as he set it down, running his hands over the blanket, stimulating his sensory input. “We’ll get you another bottle before we leave too,” She said with a smile, pulling out a pacifier as she guided it into his mouth and clipping it to his collar. “I know how fidgety you can get too,” She said, clipping an obvious baby toy to be just above his face before tucking a few smaller fidget toys into the side pockets. “Of course, you be sure to let Mommy know if you get bored,” She said, finally handing him his stuffed bear as he latched onto it, clutching it in his arms as he gave Lilith a large smile from behind his binky. “Can you be a good boy for me and wait here?” She cooed, slightly adjusting the blanket as she grabbed the bottle to get up. “Mommy just has to get your sister all nice and ready,” Mikey started to nod, but Lilith quickly disappeared from sight without waiting for his response. He felt helpless, suddenly noticing the actual lock on the harness holding him in place, but he loved it. He waited patiently, looking around at the various parts of the stroller he could see while his mind wandered about all of the possibilities. The minutes grew longer as he felt himself becoming ever so slightly bored, eventually pulling out one of the toys to play with as soft chirps of gleeful squeals came from the nursery. He giggled to himself, as Lilith eventually made her way into sight, pulling Maggie closely behind her as the leash already in full use as Maggie’s face practically radiated with excitement and happiness. “Oh, I almost forgot,” Lilith said, filling up Mikey’s empty bottle before handing it to him in the stroller. “You all set in there, baby boy?” Mikey nodded, tucking the bottle at his side as he suddenly felt the stroller start to move, making a gracious turn towards the front door as they headed out as a family. Mikey’s smile beamed with excitement. The feeling of being in the stroller was an entirely new experience that he instantly fell in love with. He marveled at the world in front of him as Lilith pushed the stroller down the path. The sun glistened through the trees above as the gentle breeze brushed against his skin. The soft, plush blanket sat loosely over his bottom half, providing a discrete cover to his diapered bottom, while also helping him stay on the warmer side, with a touch of extra cuteness. The colors all seemed so vibrant, as if he’d never seen these shades before. The yellows, blues and greens glistened together to create a sparkling sense of wonderment as he happily sucked on his pacifier. “Careful now,” Lilith's voice rang out as Maggie suddenly felt the force of the leash pull her back, preventing her from running further into the grass to chase a butterfly. Mikey couldn't help but smile from behind his pacifier. He was living in a fantasy land with the most incredible Mommy. He shifted slightly in his seat to get comfortable as he felt his stomach give a soft rumble, but ignored it as he listened to the songs of the birds around them. He let his pacifier fall out, grabbing his bottle as he raised it to his lips before beginning to suck. The cool streams of milk helped further dull his mind as he felt his stomach give a slightly larger rumble before suddenly feeling the familiar warm mess fill the back of his diaper. He let out a sigh, his hot breath escaping around the sides of the bottle's nipple before quickly latching out again as his body continued to void its waste. The warm mush instantly filling any available space before pushing its way forward. He thought about crying out, knowing that Lilith could make it all go away if he wanted it to, but he didn’t. Usually he felt naughty after making a mess, wanting to act on it to bring out his bratty side. But this time he felt at peace. Truly relaxed as he embraced its warmth as the cool breeze continued to fill the stroller. “Can I go in da wa’er?” Maggie suddenly asked, excitedly pointing towards the lake that was coming up ahead of them. “If that's something you want to do,” Lilith chuckled. Maggie nodded her head, pulling on the leash as she skipped ahead of the stroller, almost as if to guide them in the direction of the lake. Lilith smiled to herself, holding the leash firmly as Maggie's determination pulled them ahead on the otherwise short walk as Mikey fidgeted in his mess. Lilith positioned the stroller just short of the sand as it came to a stop, giving Mikey an excellent view of the soft waves pushing their way onto the sandy shore. “Uh uh,” Lilith's voice rang out, as Maggie was pulled back by the leash. “Shoes and socks, little girl,” Maggie blushed before returning to Lilith who helped her remove them as Maggie used the stroller for support. “No higher than your ankles, understand?” Lilith said, helping roll her pants up as Maggie nodded. There was a moment of silence before Maggie took off running past the stroller, the harness still attached but with no lease as she made her way on the sandy beach to the water's edge. Lilith crouched down in front of the stroller, pretending not to notice the smell emanating from his otherwise full diaper as he lowered his bottle. “Hi, sweetie,” She cooed, giving his stomach a soft rub from above the blanket. “Are you going to be okay waiting right here? Or do you want to play in the sand?” Mikey shook his head with a smile, content with where he was. “Alright…” She said, her hand gently running down to his diaper as she pushed at the squishy diaper and its content with a smirk. “I'm sure we'll have to get you out of this stroller here shortly either way,” Mikey blushed embarrassingly as she gave him a final smile. She got up, turning to chase after Maggie who had already gotten her feet wet in the water. Her arms were held up high as she tilted her head back, fully soaking in the sunshine as she enjoyed the moment of bliss.   Did you enjoy the story? Consider supporting my work over on SubscribeStar! Or be sure to let me know what you thought by interacting with the post!    

Some might say getting a double wide in west Texas tornado country might not be that far off from jumping off the roof. I hope we get a Christmas follow up scene with Cindy's sister. No one does humiliation like an angry sister.