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My jaw nearly fell into the dirt at what he said. Had I hallucinated Tav asking to change my diaper? Have the fumes from my own mess gone to my head already? "I'm sorry, could you repeat that? I must've misheard you."    "Do you want some help changing your diaper?" Tav said.    Okay, not a hallucination after all. "I umm..." Obviously I wanted out of this overused disgusting diaper by any means necessary. But I never would have anticipated someone willingly offering to do the deed. "You... Want to change my diaper?"    "I mean, *want* is probably a bit of a stretch. But you seem to be in a pretty nasty predicament and I'm the only one who can help you right now. Plus I kinda owe you one after you brought me back from the dead." he traced a finger over the scar on his chest.    "Technically you saved my life first. Twice, actually, if you count the wolves." Wait, why did I point that out?    He shrugged. "Eh, who's counting?"    I chuckled softly, shaking my head. "Are you always this selfless? That will get you into trouble one day, you know."    A bemused smirk came across Tav's face. "Well hey, if you'd rather I be more selfish, I can rescind my offer and you can stay in that diaper until we reach Baldur's Gate-"    "No!"    Fuck. He had me dead to rights. And the smile on his face only broadened at my outburst. "I mean uhhh..." it seemed the proverbial Tressym had caught my tongue. The wit he had been admiring only hours prior had all but evaporated. "I just... Was not expecting that you would offer such a thing. It's not exactly going to be a pleasant task..."    "I literally burned to death less than an hour ago. You think I'm afraid of a poopy diaper?"    He had a fair point. "Well, if you're sure..." I hated that I couldn't stop myself from sounding so reluctant to ask for help. I'd let a Bugbear change me right now if I had to. But I still felt so guilty for some reason. He was willingly offering his help, yes. But that didn't make it any less humiliating that I was about to let a strange man I'd just met today change my diaper.    He circled around the campfire to stand in front of me. "So... How do we do this?"    "You've never changed a diaper before, have you?"    "Nope. But I learn quick!"    Honestly I couldn't decide if his cheery enthusiasm was comforting or annoying. I sighed. "Grab a bowl from the mess kit, a water skin, and some kind of rag."    He went to grab the supplies while I cleared a spot on the ground for me to lay on. Once cleared, I laid myself down as gently as I could, cringing slightly as the mess squished under my butt yet again.    Tav came back over and knelt down between my legs. I couldn't help but catch him recoiling slightly from the smell as he got into position, despite his attempts to hide it. "Okay, now what?"    I pointed to the two clasps on the front of my diaper--black circles surrounded by purple rings. Shar's symbol. "Undo those, open up the front and... Get to it, I suppose." A sudden realization caused me to sit up "Fuck, I just remembered: I don't have any spare diapers. That's why I was searching for my pack earlier." In the midst of everything else I had forgotten that not-so-insignificant detail.    What I was not expecting was for him to wink at me and say "You let me worry about that. Now lay back down so I can get that diaper off of you."    I was a bit perplexed, but did not resist. I eased myself back down onto the ground, staring up at his hands as they reached for the clasps securing my diaper to my hips. I was torn between wanting to watch him closely in case he tries anything uncouth--or just stupid--and wanting to hide my face from him lest he notice how deeply I'm blushing from being in such a humiliating state.    He popped the left clasp open followed by the right. I looked down at my diaper, bracing myself for the sight of what I had done in it.    Cool night air brushed against my nether as he opened my diaper, sending a shiver up my spine. It was... Not a pretty sight. All of the moving and fighting we did had ensured that my mess had completely coated the inside of my diaper, and a good deal of it still clung to my skin, cooling ever-further in the open air. Tav, for his part, seemed to be taking it well. Although he was covering his mouth with his fist, likely to help block the smell and hide his expression from me. Which I can't say I didn't appreciate at least a little.    "Honestly, not that bad. I've slept in places that smelled worse than you do." He said. I couldn't be sure if he was trying to spare my feelings or just making idle chatter. In either case, I didn't have a response for him. Being this open and exposed to someone had a tendency to leave me feeling a bit less talkative.    I suppressed another shiver as I felt the wet wipe being dragged over my skin. The feeling was at once horrible and wonderful. Horrible because of the chill in the air, wonderful because I was finally getting clean, and the relief of knowing that was ambrosia to my troubled mind. I'd spent the whole day since waking up on that beech anxious about when I would get to feel clean again. I liked feeling clean, and given my condition I rarely stayed clean for very long. Really, a hot bath would be an absolute dream come true right now. But until we're lucky enough to come across a hot spring, this will have to be sufficient.    He scraped the rag off on the ground before dipping it in the water again, and I took the opportunity to lift my legs straight up in the air to give him access to my rear.    "Whoa, how are you just holding your legs up like that? My legs would be exhausted after like, fifteen seconds max." he said as he got to work wiping my backside.    "I guess that means I must be stronger than you." I spread my legs enough to look at him and see how he'd respond.    "Oh definitely. I saw how you smacked that Intellect Devourer out of the air with your mace. That was awesome as fuck!"    I smiled up at him. For whatever reason, this man had a peculiar way of... Putting my mind at ease. Most people either loathed me or feared me, but Tav clearly felt neither emotion. He seemed to only hold positive feelings towards me. It felt... Nice. Of course a part of me was still waiting for the other shoe to drop; for him to reveal his true colors and extract from me whatever prize he sought to gain by keeping up this facade. But then again, I'm not sure if I believed he was even clever enough to pull off such a ruse. And if he was, surely he would have shown his true face with his dying breath, would he not?    "Aaaaaaand there we go! All clean." Tav said. "Now to deal with your diaper."    He picked up my old filthy diaper and held it up, the messy inside facing towards me. For a brief moment I wondered if he was somehow intent on putting it back on me for some idiotic reason. But instead, he made a few gestures with his free hand and pointed at the diaper before beams of orange light lanced out from his fingertip. Everywhere the light touched, shit came falling out of the diaper and onto the ground, along with a steady stream of what I could only assume to be urine.    "Are you... Cleaning my diaper with magic!?" On the one hand, such a thing was certainly well-within the realm of possibility. But I'd never seen someone do it first-hand.    "You tell me." He said before tossing the diaper at me. Sure enough, it was completely clean and dry, just as it had been when it had first been put on me. "That's... Incredible." I said, still too awestruck to come up with anything more clever than that.    "Yeah, it comes in handy. Unfortunately I've found it tends to ware out clothes and other items the more times I do it. So we should still look into finding you some more diapers before too long."    I handed the diaper back to him and let him slide it under my butt, bringing the front of the garment up between my legs before re-fastening the clasps. "There. Did I do it right?" he asked me. I sat up and probed the padding a bit with my fingers. As much as I might still hate being stuck in diapers, being in a clean one after being dirty for so long always felt so refreshing. "It's perfect. Thank you."    "You are most welcome, m'lady." He said in an overly-pompous voice before reaching out a hand to help me stand up, which I gladly accepted.    "Now if I only had somethingto cover up my diaper." I said, looking down at my bare legs. "You don't happen to have a spell that can mend trousers, would you?"    "Unfortunately I don't. But I have the next best thing!" he went over to his pack and pulled out a dark brown cloak. "I found this on a dead body. Figured it would come in handy if I needed to look extra dark and mysterious. Or if it was too cold for just my vest... Which I just realized I need to replace now, fuck!"    He handed me the cloak and I inspected it in the firelight. It was a simple hooded traveler's cloak, the kind most commoners owned to fend off the elements. It was a bit coarse and theadbare with a few holes in it no larger than pinpricks. But it was a garment that would hide my diaper and that was all that mattered to me. I slipped it on and found that it fell just above my knees. Apparently this cloak's previous owner was a bit on the short side. Not ideal, but certainly better than nothing. "It will do."    "Awesome! Next cloak is totally mine, though. Even if it's black. You seem like black is probably your color."     Finally in a clean diaper and no longer exposed to any passersby, I felt like a great weight had been taken off of shoulders. I took a deep breath of clean air and sighed contentedly. "Thank you, Tav. For everything. I don't know how I can repay you for all that you've done."    "Hey, just keep bringing me back to life when I accidentally kill myself and we'll call it even."    "You... Still want to travel together? Even knowing my secret and knowing you'll be responsible for... Changing me?" The blush that had apparently finally decided to die down returned with a vengeance upon saying that.    He brought a hand to his chin, pondering that for but a moment. "Yeah, I think I can handle that. Besides, knowing that you need me to wipe your ass for you makes it far less-likely that you'll want to get rid of me the next time my Wild Magic does some freaky shit."    I looked up at the upper platform upon which he had exploded. How often did that kind of thing happen to him? What else would this Wild Magic of his do in the future? Was I willing to risk getting caught in the blast next time?    "Very well." I said. "I guess we'll continue traveling together for the foreseeable future."    "Great! Let's celebrate with something to eat. After all that fighting and dying and crap, I feel like I could eat an Owlbear!"    We made a passable dinner out of the few rations we had scrounged on the beach before setting up our bedrolls for the night. We had considered trying to find a place that wasn't a crashed Mind Flayer ship to sleep in, but figured the risk of traveling in the dark and finding more monsters when we were already so exhausted was too great to chance.    "We already killed the monsters that were here. That makes this the statistically safest place to camp for the night, doesn't it?" Tav explained. I wasn't sure how to argue with him, being as tired as I was, so I conceded to his logic. The Mistress of the Night would have to protect us if anything came our way.    We decided sleeping on the elevated platforms would be safest, although we chose ones on the other side of the crash site away from the dead Intellect Devourers. I was slightly surprised when he chose a separate platform from the one I would be sleeping on, having expected the man to want to sleep as close to a woman as he could manage. Was he just respecting my boundaries or did he have other reasons? I supposed it didn't matter that much. After the day I've had, I could use a little personal space.    "Goodnight, Shadowheart." he called from his platform slightly below mine.    "Hmm? Oh, goodnight Tav." I responded. It'd been a while since I'd been wished a good night by anyone, I'd almost forgotten the custom. I stared up at the starry sky for a while, marveling in the beauty of it while I tried to process everything that had happened today. I'd been infected by a Mind Flayer tadpole, stranded on a beach with a stranger, and I came close to death multiple times. By all accounts I should be a wreck. And yet... I felt calm. Peaceful, even. Most nights I almost despaired closing my eyes, lest the morning come and bring with it new humiliations to endure. I reached down and felt my diaper--the diaper Tav had put on me. It would need changed again in the morning before we head out. And yet somehow, that thought didn't fill me with quite as much dread as it normally should have. Surely I wasn't getting used to it after so many months? No, not a chance. I hated these diapers with all my heart. Maybe I was just too tired to feel the dread. Yes, that must be it. I'm sure the feeling will return come the morning. But until then, at least I can enjoy this moment of bliss.    Wrapped in the sanguine embrace of night, and the cloak Tav gave me, peaceful meditations soon unmoored my mind from the woes of this world.     THE END........................... FOR NOW?        

While soaking a diaper overnight in bed is common for me these days, leaking onto the bed sheets is not so common but has happened on occasion including last night.  Seems my newer size larger diapers were not covered well enough by my waterproof panties, and I leaked out the back a bit before morning.  Hope the wife doesn't get too upset as it is almost laundry day in any case.  If she mentions something to me, I will tell her that I did my best to get ready for bed, but it was not good enough it seemed.  Maybe she will have to start checking up on me before bed time??

Sometime when I poop in my diaper I sit at my computer surfing Daily Diapers and Diapermates, chatting with people.  Other times when I poop in my diaper I do work around the house.  Cleaning up the kitchen, basement, other areas.  It's a nice feeling vacuuming the floors or cleaning up the house wearing a poopy diaper with plastic pants, feeling the load bump around inside your diaper or flattened out and stuck to your butt.

I was married already when I purchased my first panties.  I traveled a lot with my job, and one week I got this crazy idea to go to a dept store over lunch hour, and buy a package of 4  panties, finding some plain cotton full briefs in my size which were not a small size.  To make it more of an adventure for me, I decided to return these to customer service shortly after, telling the clerk that these were not what my wife told me to get, and came back to the desk for an exchange with a package of nylon, colorful panties,  with a bit of lace on the waist which I did.  The clerk simply smiled at me and said, I see and I hope these make your wife happy and work FOR YOU!    

I am in the Las  Vegas NV area. If any of you ever travel to my area and can host days, let me know. I would like to come to your hotel/motel and allow you to give me a few enemas, then take me anally as long as it is with a coindom. Or, if you do live here in the Las Vegas NV area, we can do it about every 4 to 6 weeks. Be sure to include your email address in your first message to me.