Wow! I didn’t think I’d start to sympathise more with Tippi than Sarah! You have assembled a fascinating cast here: maybe someone should compile and post a dramatis personae.

It's my potty, and I'll try if I want to.

I'm curious as to what is happening here.  For the most part, our trajectories have been markedly similar but here there is divergence. As you know, despite efforts to maintain #2 control (in the interests of maintaining sociability and marriage), there has been some loss of control but that always has been associated with GI disturbances.  It's definitely been "urgency" rather than "overflow" when it's happened and there's been a veritable mariachi band of physical sensations heralding the imminent requirement for an immediate nappy change.  It seems almost inconceivable to me that I'd sleep through such an event.  This is in marked contrast to #1 which, on rare occasion, I've caught happening only through the sensations at the front of my nappy. I wonder if this somehow keys in to something that we subconsciously want but have done a superb job of repressing (because on the face of things, I'd tell you that I do NOT want such a thing although I'm quite unafraid of full nappies and do on occasion allow them to occur). Maybe we don't know what we want. Actually, minor update, I've "sharted" in a night nappy without realising it a couple of times but it's never been enough to physically advertise its presence come morning.  It's just been a slightly unpleasant surprise at changing time.

It's certainly a big sigh of relief for me, the last chapter had me scared of ...y'know. Gun -> person interaction. Wow, my bad connection ate my comment and posted it when I opened the browser now! Thank you very much for this story. I have enjoyed it greatly and been emotionally invested in it!

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