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Feel free to leave comments. Chapter 1: The First Diaper Sara walked into Babies 'R Us, looking like she was on a mission. She knew exactly what she was looking for; she was really excited and could tell she was smiling maybe a little too much. She'd been looking forward to this all month, planning it out over and over in her head. She was on her way to babysit for a parent’s friends one year old for a week while they were gone on a business trip. They owned their own business and had no choice but to go. They asked Sara because none of the family was available. Sara got to the area of the store she was looking for, the diapers. Sara had known for a year or so now she was a Diaper Lover as the term was used even though she didn't like it much. She had tried one on babysitting for another family and enjoyed it. So this week was going to be her little experiment, no potty for a week. She knew it was drastic but she really wanted to see what it was like. She picked a value box of Pampers Baby-Dry size 6 from the shelf. She knew they'd fit 'cause when she'd worn before it was Baby-Dry size 5 and they were just a bit snug. Before going to check out she got baby wipes and plastic bags for clean up and diaper disposal. She walked to the checkout, there was no odd look or anything but Sara still felt a little tense. But she got her total and paid and walked out the door to her car. Tossing her diaper week stash into the back seat she got into the car. It was only a ten minute drive to the house as Sara jammed out to the radio. Sara arrived at a split level home in suburbia, white siding, landscaping, everything a Middle American home would be. She walked up to the door and rang the bell. "Why hello Sara, right on time." The mom said. "Please come in and we'll get you all acquainted." Sara walked in; to her right was the living room with a TV, couch, and love seat. Ahead of her was the kitchen, stairs running upstairs and down were on her left. "Upstairs is the nursery. You'll probably not have enough diapers and stuff to make it through the week. When you happen to run out, there's money on the counter. We're going to assume you're going to use it. There's also some money for you to get pizza or something one night. Downstairs is where you can sleep, there's another TV and a mattress on the floor. You can move it if you want. That's really about it. Thanks so much for doing this." Mr. Smith walked up. "We're all packed honey. Hi Sara, you have any questions?" "No, I think I'm all set." "Well thanks for doing this, it's such a help. We'll try to call and check in a few times a day." said Mr. Smith "Let's let her get settled, honey. I'll grab the bags." And with that he ran up to their room. "There's nothing I should know about Holly?" Sara asked. "Nope, she's a good baby." "Alright, then I should be all set." Mr. Smith returned with their bags and with a quick goodbye they left Sara to get settled. When Sara was sure they were gone, she ran out to her car and got her supplies. She took her stuff up to the nursery where Holly was sleeping still. Sara knew there'd be a diaper change when she woke so she had to get going. She took the diapers, wipes and plastic bags out. She went across the hall to the bathroom and got the garbage can from there, this would be her diaper pail. She put a plastic bag in it and set it next to Holly's diaper pail. Placed her wipes on the changing table. It was time for what she had been waiting for all month, her diapers. She took off her jeans and kicked them aside for the moment, and pulled down her undies. She opened the pack of diapers and took one. Elmo, she'd always liked Elmo. She opened the diaper, laid down and put it on. She loved how it felt. The slight crinkle when she moved. Everything about it. She put her jeans back on and tossed her undies into the diaper pail. She went down stairs and put her bag of clothes by her bed. She had packed no undies as incentive to wear her diapers. She already was having fun. As she sat down to watch TV she realized she had to pee. She had been wanting to wet but was surprised it was that quick. She stood up and squatted down a little bit. The other times she had wet it had taken a bit. This time it was easy and almost natural. She felt warmth slowly at first and then quicker, more naturally entered her diaper. She stood as she finished. The diaper was plenty wet and Sara was on cloud nine. Just then she heard Holly crying, a diaper change would have to wait. Sara ran up to the nursery, she could feel her diaper swinging just a little bit. She walked over and picked Holly up, she right away checked Holly's diaper and as she figured Holly was wet. She carried Holly over to the changing table and laid her on her back. She undid Holly's onesie and undid the tapes of her diaper. She removed the dirty diaper and cleaned her off putting her in a fresh diaper. Sara's only complaint was Holly wore Huggies but she'd get over it. She put Holly's onesie back on and tossed the dirty diaper in Holly's diaper pail and went down to the living room and put her in her play pen in the corner. She decided she'd change her diaper later. She sat down to watch TV and decided on a baby story, she had always been interested on how babies were born. After watching TV for an hour Sara decided it was time for her first diaper change. She went upstairs to the nursery. She took off her jeans and laid down on her back and undid the diaper tapes. She took her took off her wet diaper and slid it off to the side. She wiped herself off and opened a fresh diaper and put it on. She closed the tapes, stood up, and put her jeans back on and went back down stairs tossing the diaper in her diaper pail as she left. The diaper week had only just begun... Chapter 2: The Park As the afternoon progressed Holly began to cry again, Sara checked her diaper, it was dry so she went and got a bottle for her. After Holly was back in her play pen Sara made lunch for herself. Sara put Holly down for a nap later that afternoon and sat diapered watching TV. Around the middle of the afternoon Sara noticed she had to poop, not bad but enough. Every other time Sara had worn a diaper she had never messed. Too much clean up involved for the time she had but this week the potty was off limits and she was going all out. She decided to hold it, see how long she could and that way she’d have a good and messy diaper. She continued watching TV until she heard Holly cry, she knew what it was already. She went up to the nursery and picked Holly up out of the crib. She could already smell why Holly was crying, she’d messed her diaper. Sara smiled; she always had liked changing poopy diapers. Something about the smell of baby powder mixed with the smell of baby wipes and poop made her happy. She laid Holly on the changing table and undid her onesie again. She undid the tapes of the Huggies and sipped it off to the side. She wiped Holly off with a few baby wipes and put them in the diaper and wrapped it up and tossed it in Holly’s diaper pail. She picked Holly up and they went downstairs again. Sara sat with Holly on her lap while watching TV for about a half an hour. She realized she couldn’t hold it anymore. She set Holly in the play pen and squatted down. This seemed so easy when she did it on the toilet but in practice it was harder. She pushed and pushed and nothing, finally she just relaxed like normal and pushed a little. She felt the load of poo enter her diaper slowly causing it to sag a little at first and then more. Finally after what felt like a few minutes she was done. She relaxed and wet a little as well. She knew she had a full diaper and she was really excited. She didn’t want to sit down but she knew her butt was already a mess so she decided may as well. She sat down and felt the warm poo spread throughout her diaper. She sat watching TV for a few minutes more before heading up to the nursery for another diaper change. She picked Holly up from the play pen, she made a funny face and Sara knew it was from the smell of her diaper, she smiled. They headed up to the nursery and she set Holly in the crib. Sara picked another diaper out and took off her jeans. She got the baby wipes and laid down. She knew the poo was everywhere on her bottom it was even up between her legs. She wiped slowly and with a great amount of care. She didn’t want someone to be able to smell it on her or get diaper rash this early in the week. She got herself all clean and put on a fresh diaper and used a little of the baby powder to cover any sent. She picked up Holly up out of the crib and put her into a little pair of jeans and a sweatshirt. They were going to go for a walk to the park. Sara got a diaper, wipes, and a bottle for Holly and put them in her purse. Sara got a water bottle from the fridge and a sweatshirt from her things and went out to the garage. She threw on a sweatshirt and put Holly in the stroller and they left. The air was crisp since it was just the beginning of fall. The sun was out and the leaves had just begun to turn. As they walked Sara noticed there weren’t very many people out. As they neared the park Sara saw a few moms watching their children play. She went to a place in the park where Holly could play in a sand box while Sara watched her. Sara set her in the sand box and gave her the toys that were in the stroller and sat and watched her play. As the time progressed Sara realized what she’d had to drink was catching up with her. She’d never wet in public and didn’t want to be noticed but she really had to go. She sat on the bench doing her best to hold it finally she decided it was time to go. She needed to wet and it was getting late anyway. She stood up and wet a little; from there it was like a flood and she soaked her Pampers. As she picked Holly up she noticed she was wet as well. They seemed to be matching each other diaper for diaper. She put Holly in the stroller as she remembered the bathrooms were locked and home was only a few minutes away. As she started to walk she noticed that between her legs was wet. Her diaper had leaked, rather impressively anyone who saw her could clearly see. Her face turned bright red. She quickly headed for home, passing the women on the bench again. She saw one lean over to the other but no one said anything. Sara was so embarrassed and scared. She booked it back to the house. They got back and Sara picked up Holly and they went up to the nursery. Sara put her in the crib quick and took off her jeans. She looked them over. All between her legs and most of her butt was a dark blue as opposed to the light colored jeans. Too late now she thought, she picked Holly up and carried her to the changing table. She took off her jeans and undid the onesie underneath. She took off the wet diaper, wiped her clean, and put her into a fresh diaper and dressed her again. She put Holly in the crib and laid down and undid the tapes on her diaper. She wiped herself clean and put a clean diaper on. She ran downstairs and got a pair of sweats and headed back up to the nursery to get Holly. It was dinner time…

I am NOT a part time diaper user. I wear my diapers 24/7. And yes I do put them on sung as all diapers should be put on NO one want a loose diaper as it would leak and fall off as you walk lol.. I have NO problem with any other diaper tapes NONE!! other then the Bambino teddys..so yes there is a problem with them sticking and its NOT the tapes that is the problem its the print what ever its made from the tapes don't stick to good to that at all..I am sure Bambino will fix that on the next run of the diapers. the problem is they can't get rid of these diapers because next to no one is buying them because of the taping issue.

WOW I like that well I guess I should as I email them and told them they should do that about 3 or 4 months ago.. They told me it was a great idea and they would look into it. only thing I dont like is that it has the teddys in the mix and we all know how the tapes don't stick to the print.. I still have like 3 or 4 bags of them they are no good when they don't stick. I have been using ABU & Depend. I will order this mix case in a size large and see if maybe the tapes will stick better. as I fit medium diapers great. but I can wear size large they are just a little big in the legs and they tape in the front and not on the sides. because they will be taping on the front and not the side they might hold as there will not be much pressure on them..

The world population, as a whole, does not understand nor wants to understand our particular brand of fetish. The perception is 'only a baby / mentally deficient person soils themselves, both for the same reason - they do not know better'. When a person with a self awareness is linked to this practice, it tends to disgust and repel the observer. The regression / loving / nurturing etc. feeling can be explained, only to those individuals who are willing to listen. Media (TV / Radio / newspapers) work by generating headlines that are more startling than their competition. As a result, media exposure by its very definition, fails to incite the acceptance to this or any other fetish. Instead, it will further alienate fetish members, which to most, is not what we require. Simply, media exposure in all its forms, in my opinion, is undesirable, and something to be avoided. Aceptance of this and other fetishism take time, will arouse individual curiosity, and eventually lead toward self trial, tolerance and gradual acceptance. As others have said in this, and other threads, repeating this topic is now futile, and time wasting.

wow ok... think of all the time everyone ahs wasted thinking about this, posting about this reading about this... and realize that tiem could have been spent in a diaper, with a bottle of juice watching cartoons!!! my god what a waste!!!

abdl is not the only fetish going through bad media coverage. furries, bdsm, even people who like feet. theres nothing you or anybody else can do other then have a sensible online profile that is not offensive. what pisses me off about most people in our community is when they think shoving it in peoples faces will change any opinion they had about it. for example, say a youtube video has some abdl reference. a generally normal commenter says "oh thats really weird." then some crazy abdl goes to his comment and replies "hey man im a 40 year old hairy fat guy that likes to wear diapers and pee and poops in them. its completely normal and you shouldn't talk about it like that." i cannot tell you how many times i've seen people do that. and its not just that, but alot of people in this community do not have any sense of standards, personal space, respect for other peoples opinions or any way of discerning that what they're doing or what they think is exciting or sexy, or is helping our community, is actually hurting us. being an abdl is weird. we're weird. theres no way around it. its strange, its not normal and its generally unknown to most people. so when somebody like fox or jerry springer gets a story concerning abdl, they blow it up for ratings. there is really nothing we or anybody else can do about it. /rant. tldr: haters gonna hate.

I swim in normal attire. There is a time and a place for everything.

The day a pretty girl gets arrested for walking down main street in a bathing suit is the day the ACLU makes her a very rich girl... And assuming you live in the sticks(which it sounds like you're saying), how come all those working men that show half their ass crack when they kneel down aren't serving prison sentences?

I've posted pages of help for stuff like this before so normally I stay away because I am "burnt out" but I'll give you my advice. I am going to be very honest with you and I'm going to make it quick. #1. He lied, that is all on him, it was wrong; However, relationships can only exist on a foundation of honesty, otherwise it will crumble. While yes he lied, he also told you the truth. You really should appreciate this because, especially in Today's materialistic driven society, husbands and/or wives will cheat and do whatever they want and not give a damn about their significant other. He told you because obviously he felt bad enough about it that he didn't want this to set precedent in an early budding marriage which leads to number 2. #2. You are his wife, he loves you, if he did not care about you he would not have told you. This community is EXTREMELY private and if you've read threads on the DD forums, you know we look down on people blatently going out of their way to flaunt this lifestyle infront of people. When we tell someone, that means right away that we care deeply (even if not in a romantic sense) for that person and we want them to have greater stake in our lives. It is not something we trivialize, it is not something we want people to know about, it is not something we frankly wish to share with others. So the fact that he came out about it to you not once, but TWICE after he KNEW he was lying and wanted to make things right with you. He put his neck in the guillotine knowing your hand is on the rope. That being said. #3. All men and women look or have looked at some form of porn depending on your definition. This is a fact of life. You know Victorias Secret commercials? That is a form of very light soft porn. Now I know you are questioning where I am coming from in my perception so I will explain. I am a conservative with very libertarian leanings as far as government goes, I am Catholic, my family is a very military family and I too will probably join up at some point in the next couple of years. In 2008 on these forums, I threw a great share of venom around at people, who frankly, I am amazed some of them participate in threads with me anymore. I think we might have some views from along the same processes eh? #4. The Lifestyle Root. I only sometimes call it a fetish anymore because after doing a lot of searching and deep thought I have discovered a few things about what it is that we do. The cause it different for all of us, some of us were abused as children, some of us had a storybook type comfortable childhood, some (including me) think there are some possible genetic links at play. The root cause is different for everyone but one thing is for certain, the desires are so deeply rooted in our being, to 'tear' it out of us, for many, would quite literally change our personalities. Unlike many of the other "fetishes" we don't just like to do it, it is part of who we are. I like to compare it (for myself) to the Showtime show character Dexter and his "dark passenger." I can delay it, I can keep it tame for a while, but after awhile it is something I have to do. It is the same for many of us. We all wear for different reasons, from coping mechanism for a medical issue, to people like me who have to for some unbeknownst reason. #5. Perception. As a community we all suffer from the overly negative perception continually flamed by people losing a bet, certifiably insane and sick people, and assholes who get off on the attention. 98% of us are decent, hard working, responsible, good-willed adults. Of course there are and will always be people who lose themselves and it consumes them no matter what it is; however, because of the negatively laden perception of what it is we do, we all get catagorized with the people you see Chris Hanson confronting. #6. Is he sexually attracted to diapers more than you. I know this question has crossed your mind and I can absolutely tell you with 100% certainty the answer is No. From what you have explained in what you have typed combined with just basic long thought, observation, and 1st hand experience, you are the #1. When you have kids, they will be his #1. I assure you this part of him, is just that, part of him, he can only gain so much from it, it is NOTHING compared to you. Diapers are absolutely no substitute for companionship and basic human touch. You satisfy him. In the future when you're older you guys might need to bring in some spice but right now just having you is more than enough. You really have other things in life to use brain space on instead of thinking about this question which is out of the question. #7. Children. I assure you that this community is one of the most anti-pedo communities you will find out there. This Lifestyle has absolutely nothing to do with kids in any way shape or form. When you two have kids I can guarentee you he will do everything possible to make sure he can just about go to his grave without them being the wiser. I'm going to end it here because I'm tired and bed is calling. I know I have probably forgotten some key issue that you would like input on, just let me know and I will be more than happy to inform you to the best of my knowledge. Happy Trails, DL88

My sense is that masturbating in diapers in a lot more common than gets admitted to. Even so, there are enough of you out there willing to raise your hands that I submit the following. Does anybody else do a ‘quickie’, what I call holding and massaging your swollen member with a pair of plastic pants, either adult size or real baby pants? Or do you always wait until there’s time to put diapers on and enjoy a little time in them before pleasuring yourself?

Can't view videos. What's it about? I've never been drunk and never did anything stupid in public. Personally, I think those who do probly need to be culled... Stupidity isn't funny. It's insulting to those who aren't stupid.

Just block drew's posts like I did and they won't upset you anymore. Once I get my car issues taken care of, I plan on ordering some more. I wasn't going to order any since I didn't know wheter I would be moving to Japan or not and didn't want to leave any laying around. Now that I know I am not moving, I can order some without having to worry. I plan on getting a half/half case of biancos/teddys to try the new line out.

NO! Emphatically, NO! ESPECIALLY if her only thrill is to shock other people. Our community does NOT need this. Great for HER, BAD for others who would simply be offended. I'M an avowed DL and would be offended KNOWING that the exposure wasn't "inadvertant", but intentional. Please, please, please stick to places where it might be accepted, kink clubs, kink gatherings, even porn/kink shops. Otherwise, do this DISCREETLY. And, Wal-Mart already is enough of a zoo without it being a magnet for "flaming" AB or even DL types that simply want to shock other people. The need to go "public" can be strong, and person MIGHT have nothing to lose in doing so. However, the damage it does to our community is almost irreparable. We really DON'T need any more negative press...

Seems as if the doctor realized that his surprise had somehow upset you and the free samples were to make you feel better (like the lollipop). I get free samples sometimes too, and I know it's because the doctor's office is given lots of samples to pass out and storage space becomes valuable and your visit was maybe an opportunity to get rid of some clutter. i saw the neurosurgeon last week for my bad back and knew he would likely want to examine me (quite thoroughly) so I did not wear a diaper. No big deal. I saw the dermatologist for my annual while thickly diapered (long trip to-from) and was asked to strip for a "full body" evaluation. Didn't happen. Next time, OK. I hope you view your experience with a sense of humor. HAPPINESS IS WEARING COTTON DIAPERS

This little session inspired me to register here, in order to tell this story. I have lurked here for a while. This story takes place yesterday, a Monday. I had no school and was not scheduled to work all day. I got up, knowing I'd have a bachelor type day. I had been wanting to do a serious self-bondage session for a while, and this was a great opportunity. I got out my "box 'o' kinky". I put a rope through the footboard of my bed, with about two feet on each end to bind my ankles with. With my wrists bound, I wouldn't be able to untie the knots. I used two small brass padlocks to lock two 2 foot dog choke chains onto the corners of my headboard. At this point, I put a bag of marshmallows in the freezer. I took the keys to the padlocks and tied them on a string. The string was threaded through a loop on the ceiling and down to my desk. I have a computer program to open the CD tray after a certain amount of time. I laid out a diaper on my bed, put towels down on my bed where my butt would be, and put a glass of room temperature water on my desk. I put the TV on so I would have something to do while I waited. With everything in place, I set the timer for 90 minutes. I dipped three marshmallows in water and popped them into my rear. Almost immediately, I felt some pressure, but nothing too strong. I taped on my diaper (Walgreen's brand, pretty awesome, as you'll find out). I tied both of my ankles with the rope on my footboard, spaced about two feet apart. I locked my right wrist in, then turned to lock my left. Locking the last one took a long time with one hand. When I finally got my left wrist locked down, the timer read 82 mins left. I checked my bonds all around, no luck. I realized that in my haste I had not put my paci in my mouth, nor tied the bandana around my head to keep it in, like a gag. After MUCH struggle, I got it in and began sucking. At about this point I felt the marshmallows beginning to take effect. I let out a series of loud wet farts. These made me feel dirty and babyish, laying on my back like that. After a few more wet farts, I pushed my butt up off of the bed and pushed. I pushed out one small turd, about the size of a roll of quarters, but it was VERY soft. I squished this around a bit, feeling even more babyish. I went back to watching TV and waiting. In a few more minutes I got an uncontrollable urge to poop more. I let out two more turds the same size. They felt very warm and soft. The timer said about 50 mins left at this point. I started to feel uncomfortable at this point, because I didn't want to sit in poop for too long. Also, I was starting to need to pee, and because of my predicament my, penis was pointed upward in my diaper. Because of my laying down position, the pee would leak onto my chest and my bed. When the clock said 15 mins remaining, I pooped a little more and some pee came out. I started slowly releasing the pee, so the diaper would soak it up and not get flooded. I managed to pee all the way without leaking. I also pooped one more turd. At this point I had at least two and a half cups of poop with the consistency of pudding in my diaper, and I felt great. When the timer released the CD tray, the keys fell right next to my left hand. After a bit of fumbling, I unlocked my left wrist. I rolled a bit to unlock my right, and I could feel the warm mass shifting and squishing around my butt, cock, and balls. I unlocked my right wrist and leaned up into a sitting position to untie my ankles. This pushed the poop upwards in my front and back, covering my butt crack and genitals. I gingerly stood up out of bed, checking behind me for leaks (none). As I waddled out of my room, my large intestine must have shifted or straightened up or something, because out of the blue, I pooped a lot more. It felt rather like a soft serve machine for poop, and served to push another cup of poo into my diaper. So, with a heavily laden diaper, my paci still between my lips, I waddle to the bathroom. I changed myself on the bathroom floor. Inside my diaper I saw two almost completely dissolved marshmallows. I took a shower to clean myself up. I used my dildo to masturbate myself to one of the strongest orgasms I've ever had.

Chapter 16: Meals & Messes Anna lay down without complaint and Sara detected the slightest of smiles on her lips. Sara undid Anna’s jeans and slid them off of her. She undid the tapes on Anna’s wet Pampers and took it off her. She got a baby wipe and slowly wiped Anna’s bottom from front to back until she was clean. Anna shivered. “Sorry the wipe was cold.

Chapter 15: The New Girl In The Diaper Sara walked toward Anna's house, she was slightly nervous but she knew this would be fun. She turned the corner and could see Anna's house. Sara walked up the drive way to a small white house and knocked on the door. After a few seconds Anna opened the door. "Hi Sara, you're right on time." She bounced the baby on her hip. "I didn't introduce her last time, this is Savannah." "Hi and hello to you little girl." Sara waved at Savannah. "Come on in. I'll show you around." Sara collapsed the stroller and Anna helped her get everything inside. "This is the living room." She said as they entered. "Kind of a mess, but that's what happens when you have a 14 month old. Follow me." They went down a small hall off to the left. "Here's the nursery." Anna said as they passed the first door on the left. "Here's the bathroom, but I know you don't care about that." Anna smiled as they passed the only door on the right. "And here's my room." Anna said as they got to the end of the hall. They turned around and headed back into the living room. Off to their right was the kitchen and dining room. "Not much to it but it's all I really need. Did you bring everything?" "Yep, you ready?" "Let's do it. Can you show me how?" "Yeah, no problem" Sara got out a diaper from the bag and handed it to Anna. They set Holly and Savannah in a play pen. "You're going to need this." Anna smiled. "Do as I do." Sara told Anna. Sara laid down on the floor and undid her jeans and pulled them down. Anna did the same. "Now obviously, you'll need to take off your undies." Sara said. Anna did as she was told. "Hang on; let me take off my diaper." Sara quickly took off her diaper. "Okay, now open the diaper up and basically do it as though you were diapering Savannah. Put the back part under your butt, open the tapes, and close them and make sure it's secure. Basically, just diaper yourself like you would a baby. I've had leaks and blow outs so I'm still not perfect at it but that's the basic idea." Sara had her diaper back on and stood up; Anna looked like she was having problems. "Do you need help?" "If you wouldn't mind." Sara helped guide Anna's hands so she could get her diaper taped up. It was a bit tighter but still fit her perfectly. Anna stood up and looked down. "I'm diapered. This feels great. Thank you so much." "No problem at all. So now what do you wanna do?" "Watch TV, talk, wait to wet and mess our diapers." Anna said with a smile. "Alright, sounds good to me." They went and sat down on the couch. Both had abandoned their jeans and were sitting in just their diapers. "This is really nice; I love how soft the diaper is." "Just wait until you wet for the first time. It's like a whole new world opens up." "I can't wait." "Well it won't be easy at first; you'll have to be patient and learn to relax." "Alright, I'll try." They turned on the TV and began watching various afternoon TV shows. Not more than ten minutes later both Savannah and Holly began crying and they went to check on them. "She's wet" Sara said. "So's she." They laid Holly and Savannah on the floor and began to change their diapers. Both had a different way of doing it. Anna undid Savannah's onesie and took it off entirely, whereas Sara just undid the snaps on Holly's and undid the tapes of Holly's Huggies. She wiped her off and put her in a fresh diaper and wrapped the wipes in the diaper and stuck it in the diaper bag. Anna finished changing Savannah not long after. "I can take the dirty diaper you know." Anna said. "I'm keeping track how many diapers she uses versus me." Sara told her. "Oh, alright." They went and sat back down on the couch with the babies. All in just a diaper and tops. After about another hour or two Anna suddenly stood up. "I have to wet really bad. What do I do?" "Well just relax. Pushing won't get you anywhere unless you're trying to mess." "Alright, then what?" "Just relax, as if you were peeing in a toilet." "Alright, hold on." Anna stood there and after a minute she smiled. "Feel, I flooded my first diaper." Sara did, she was right. Her diaper was soaked. Anna was grinning from ear to ear. "You were right, this feels amazing." "I'm glad you like it, it’s better when you sit in it." Anna immediately sat down. "You're right, this is great." They continued sitting there with the babies just watching TV and talking about stuff. After another hour passed Sara felt that familiar feeling in her tummy that she had to poo. She stood up. "What you doing?" Anna asked. "We're about to have our first messy diaper of the day." Sara said. "Oh, cool." Sara stood for a second; she'd never messed in front of anyone she knew before. But then it came naturally, Sara filled her diaper with poo. She went back to the couch and sat down. Sara could feel it mush around in her diaper. "You make it look so easy." Anna told her. "That's what happens when you only wear diapers for three days. You learn to let go, you'll get there." "I believe you." After a half an hour Sara got up and got a diaper from the diaper bag. She got a diaper out and laid down on the floor to change her diaper. "Do you want me to do it?" Anna asked. Sara had never thought she'd want to change her diaper. She thought for a second. "Sure, I guess it's alright. You do know how to diaper a baby." "You bet I do." Sara handed Anna the diaper and baby wipes and laid down on her back. Anna undid the tapes of Sara's messy diaper and lifted Sara's legs like she would Savannah, and slid the diaper out from under her. She took baby wipes and one by one wiped Sara clean. She put Sara into a fresh Pampers and closed the tapes. "All clean." Anna said. "Now I get to change you." said Sara smiling.

I know it's been a while but here's Chapter 10. Chapter 10: Messy Mall Walkers Sara headed to the food court, she wasn’t sure what she wanted but she was sure she’d find it there. The mall was a lot busier than when she had arrived, however, it still wasn’t as bad as she’d seen before. She walked into the food court, this was where everyone was, it was lunch time and the area smelled amazing. She decided on a Chinese place. She got orange chicken and rice and went and sat down. She ate her lunch, and she knew Holly was hungry. She rummaged in the diaper bag and found a thing of baby food she didn’t know was in there. She fed Holly and finished her lunch. She continued walking around the mall, it was becoming more crowded. She went into Forever 21 and bummed around for a bit. She walked down the mall to Kohl’s and browsed around the juniors section. As she was looking at a dress she felt the need to mess her diaper. There was no one around so she relaxed and the poo flowed into her diaper. She felt it sag from her butt and she could almost immediately smell it. She decided she was going to try the dress on while messy, no one would know. She headed to the changing rooms and brought Holly into the room with her to keep an eye on her. Sara took off her pants and shirt and pulled the dress over her head. She liked how she looked; she flipped it up so she could see her diaper. Elmo smiled back at her. She took the dress off and put her clothes back on and headed out of changing room, hanging the dress on a return rack as she left. She left the store and headed back out into the mall, there were twice as many people out now than when she arrived. After walking for a little bit and people watching Holly began to cry. She headed off to the side hallway where the bathrooms were to check on her. She picked Holly up and could smell she had messed her diaper. Sara picked up the diaper bag and took Holly into the bathroom. There were a few other women in the bathroom so Sara decided to change Holly first. She went over to the changing table mounted on the wall. She pulled it down and set the diaper bag on the floor. She laid Holly down and strapped her in. She got a clean diaper out of the diaper bag and got the wipes out as well. She pulled down Holly’s pants and undid the tapes of her diaper. One woman looked at her as the smell of Holly’s messy diaper permeated the bathroom. Sara wiped Holly clean and put her into a fresh diaper. She wrapped up the wipes in the diaper and put it into the diaper bag. She unstrapped Holly from the changing table, picked up the diaper bag, and headed into a stall to change her own diaper. She picked the handicapped stall and set Holly on the floor. She knew there was no way she’d be able to change laying down this time. She pulled down her pants and carefully undid the tapes of her Pampers. She carefully pulled it down between her legs like a pair of undies, making sure to not have the poo fall out of the diaper. She set the dirty diaper on the top of the toilet and got a fresh one out of the diaper bag along with a few baby wipes. She wiped herself clean and put the wipes with the diaper. She opened the fresh Pamper and pulled it up between her legs. She taped the diaper the best she could, she’d never had to do it like this before. She was sure it was a little loose but she’d fix it when she got home. She wrapped up the wipes in the diaper and put it into the diaper bag, pulled up her pants, picked up Holly and headed out of the bathroom. Sara decided they’d had enough diapered fun at the mall and decided it was time to go home. Holly looked like she needed a nap anyway. They went out to the car and headed home. When they got home Sara went upstairs and put Holly down for a nap, and tossed their dirty diapers into the appropriate diaper pails and went back downstairs to relax after all of her diapered power shopping.

Chapter 7: A Walk In The Diaper Sara put Holly in the stroller and headed out. She wasn’t sure where she was going but it was a nice day and she was diapered, everything was great. She walked a few blocks without seeing anyone. Everyone was at work still she assumed. She continued walking in no particular direction around the suburban neighborhood. After walking another few blocks Sara had to pee, all the exercise had filled her bladder. She relaxed her muscles and soon a gentle warm stream began to fill her diaper. As she did this she remembered she hadn’t grabbed diapers for either of them. However, she enjoyed her wet diaper immensely. She felt her diaper swing gently between her legs as she continued to walk. She continued walking until she came to a park where she decided to let Holly play for a little bit just to get her out of the stroller, she seemed antsy. She set Holly in the sand box and sat down to watch her play. She looked up and watched the clouds roll by for a bit. Before joining Holly in the sand box, together they built a sand castle. As it began to get a little later in the afternoon Sara decided they should probably head back because she was beginning to have to poop and she had no diapers for Holly. Just as she thought of this Holly began to cry. Sara checked her diaper, it was wet. She decided to change Holly out of the diaper and clean her up when she got back home. So she carried Holly over to a park bench and laid down her sweatshirt as a changing pad. She took off Holly’s jeans and undid the tapes of her diaper. She took off Holly’s Huggies and folded it up. She wrapped Holly up in her sweatshirt to keep her warm and so if she wet or messes it wouldn’t be her own clothes that were dirty. She got Holly all swaddled and put her back in the stroller and began to head home. A few blocks after they left the park Sara’s need to poo got worse. She decided just to mess and get it over with. She was outside and there wasn’t even anyone around. So she slowed her pace and relaxed and pushed a little. She messed her diaper almost immediately, she’d had to go worse than she thought. The diaper sagged a little and the load caused it to swing more as she walked. She continued on her way now with a full diaper. She made it a few more blocks before a young women, Sara guessed in her mid 20’s came walking up the street pushing a stroller as well. She walked passed Sara and stopped in her tracks and turned around. “Excuse me miss but are you wearing a diaper?

Chapter 6: Stinky Shopping Sara sang along to the music in the car as she drove to Babies ‘R Us to get diapers. She checked in the mirror every now and then to make sure Holly was okay. She parked the car in the parking lot and got Holly out of the car seat. She went and got a cart and sat Holly in it and headed inside the store pushing the cart. She walked through the automatic doors and decided to walk around a little bit. She had a baby, no one would question it. She looked at baby clothes for a bit mainly because she thought they were cute. She looked at some other stuff but finally wondered to her favorite spot of the whole store, the diapers. She pulled out the extra diaper in her purse, and checked to see what Holly wore as she’d never looked before. Huggies size 3. So she grabbed the value pack of them and put them in the cart. She went and got a pack of Huggies baby wipes, just to be safe. She looked over the wall of diapers one more time and realized she had to mess, rather badly. She hoped she could make it out to her car. She headed for the check out. The lines for the check out were really long, she was about fourth in line and everyone in front of her had a bunch of stuff. She tried to wait as patiently as she could. She did everything she could but finally it was too much. When she was right behind the person checking out she filled her diaper with poo. She felt her face blazing red; she could feel her diaper sagging with the weight of the load. She moved up to the check out and put the diapers up for the cashier to scan. The cashier looked at Holly and back at Sara. “Did someone make a stinky?

chapter 13 actually ends up being a rather 'lucky' one for Baby Jamie! Thanks for those few who have posted regularly - even knowing one or two of you appreciate the story makes me feel better about continuing to post. I will say, however, that while this chapter continues the main thread of the story well, you may not go for the chapter I plan on posting tomorrow morning. Enjoy for now and those of you who are just lurking out there and reading...feel free to post even if to say you think it . Well, don't use those words, but really do tell me if you don't like it. Chapter 13 One day when Jill entered my room, she spoke especially cheerfully. "Guess what little Baby!? We think you are ready for the next phase of your training. This will be a lot more relaxed for you. Let's get you cleaned up and into your new quarters!" I was too exhausted to register any excitement over this news, but on some level I sensed a small amount of optimism and hope. At this point I just wanted some rest! It took both Jill and Ann and every ounce of energy within me to get to the shower. The motor on the trapeze complained as it had to lift my almost dead weight. I simply didn't care as Jill used the depilatory cream again, as they had done on a regular basis, and slowly and carefully cleaned me - especially my Diaper area to avoid rash. Being dried brought me slightly back to the world of the living, but again the crawl to the changing table was almost impossible. Back in the crib and locked in, without the angled foam and without cuffs, I was surprised as Ann appeared and with Jill's help, wheeled the crib out of the room and down the hall. As surprised as I was, my eyes closed and I drifted into sweet sleep as I was being wheeled onto an elevator. Ann later told me it was almost 48 hours that I slept non-stop. I'd been changed several times as I was now wetting and messing my Diapers uncontrollably. I was fed through the feeding gag and even in my sleeping state, naturally sucked on the bulb of the pacifier in the same way Babies naturally suckle. In their minds I had 'progressed' well! When I finally woke up, my eyes opened slowly to a room I'd never seen before. As I looked out through the bars of my locked crib cage, I saw an adult sized changing table with stacks of Diapers and Diaper Panties beneath. The walls were papered in a Babyish animal print and to my surprise, light streamed in through a window, whose curtains also matched the animal print of the wall paper. The rest had done me wonders and I was so happy to be able to sense again that I was practically ecstatic to see my surroundings. Yes! I was happy to see a normal looking room! Normal? A 'normal' Babies room - and I was happy? But I'd been through so much, as long I was not being tortured and kept on the brink of survival, things were good! Even as I was looking around, I realized that I was very wet and messy. I felt the familiar humiliation, but at the same time it seemed so normal - so right to use my Diaper. After all, that's what a Diaper is for. I had no control any more. I had to face that. In so many ways, I was now truly a Big Peeing, Pooping Adult Baby. I NEEDED Diapers and would be lost without them. Having them on now was actually a relief to me. Although the crib was firmly locked and my pacifier gag was in place, I was not otherwise restricted. This as well seemed so good to me. I could roll from one side to the other to take in all the features of this room. It wasn't like a Prison. It wasn't like a hospital and certainly not like a torture chamber. All that was hopefully behind me! My world had grown very small indeed. My biggest want was NOT to be punished. I wanted fresh clean Diapers. I wanted my food and drink - how it came was irrelevant. I wanted to be comfortable and this room, while very Babyish, was also very comfortable. Soon, Ann entered and spoke, "Baby Jamie, what a good little Boy! You're awake! Let me take you to get cleaned up!" I was so happy with the prospect of being cleaned and re-Diapered! "Now, Jamie, at this point in your training, we're going to let you start walking again, but you may be too weak right now. Let's stand you up and see how you are." With the bars unlocked and lowered, she helped me to a sitting position on the edge of the crib. I felt a little dizzy even then. She held my hands and helped me to stand, but immediately the room spun and I crashed to the floor. "Don't worry Baby, you'll get used to it again. For now let's crawl to the bathroom. I have a pleasant surprise for you." As we approached a doorway to the right of my crib, I could see in to tell this was much more like an ordinary bathroom except for the high ceiling and the fact that there was no toilet. At least the bathtub looked like an ordinary household bathtub. "Let's sit you up for a while, Jamie, so you can get your balance enough to stand in the shower." I sat there on the floor for several minutes and finally the spinning of the room went away. Ann then helped me to sit up on the edge of the tub for several more minutes and I started feeling much better. After a few more minutes still, Ann said, "OK Jamie, let's try standing now. Put your hands up over your head, like a good little Baby." Deep down in the recesses of my being I still hated being called a Baby! Deep down, there were still the terribly conflicted emotions. I WAS a Baby but I was humiliated and shamed by this. I no longer had any urge to fight back and in fact the internal conflict I felt confused me and served to make me even more passive. I raised up my hands whereupon they were cuffed into rubber cuffs hanging from the ceiling. At least I didn't have my legs cuffed and my arms weren't spread so far apart and pulled up by a chain. This WAS an improvement! Ann pulled off my plastic panties and unpinned my poop laden, pee sodden Diapers, removing them carefully and tossing them into a big pink Diaper pail next to the tub. She picked up a hose attachment and gently sprayed the drying poop from my rear. She soaped up a big fluffy pink washcloth and rubbed me down with it, paying special attention, as usual, to my Diaper area. Maybe it was from all the stimulation I'd gotten before, but my penis sprang to life as Ann washed me. "My, my, little Baby! You must be finally starting to like Diapers! Good for you, because it doesn't seem like there is going to be any going back now!" Just as she said that, a small amount of poop involuntarily started crawling out of my ass. I tightened my muscles as much as I could, but still I felt the poop just slide out. Ann giggled, "Oh you silly little Baby, pooping during your bath!" I could pretty much tell I was beaten! Here I was, a grown man who couldn't even control his poop. The thought made my penis fall limp again! Ann sprayed me down again, rinsing well the fresh poop from my butt, and then toweled me dry. Undoing my cuffs, I was led back to the crib room and led to a changing table on a far wall. Ann fastened a single strap across my waist saying, "We don't want Baby falling off and hurting himself, do we? Ok now, let me remove your pacifier. I think it’s safe. Just remember you are not to speak. If you do, you will be beaten and locked naked in the stocks as you were before, but this time for much longer. And that will be just the start of the punishment!" She needn't have gone that far! I'd heard enough. You couldn't have dragged a word out of me! And oh, how nice it was not to have that huge bulb filling my mouth! As she gently rubbed Baby oil onto my loins, she paid special attention to my penis and a rock hard erection developed. "Wow," said Ann. "How can I pass up an opportunity like this?" She quickly cuffed my legs wide apart and my hands up above my head at the corners of the table. She reached under her nurse's skirt and pulled off her creamy white silk bikini panties. Quickly she climbed onto the table and straddled me. "Jamie, I've been waiting for the time to come when I'd have this opportunity." In spite of all the humiliation and shame I'd endured, somehow the thought of sex with this beautiful, sexy torturer-caretaker excited the hell out of me! For the moment the concept of my present Babyhood disappeared and my sense of Manhood returned! I couldn't wait to feel my sex slide into her warm juicy box! What a surprise, when she slid up my body and poised her most intimate lips right above my face! "Pleasure me with your tongue, Baby Jamie! Pleasure me with your tongue!" I shook my head for all I was worth. "Jamie, pleasure me or its more punishment. Believe me you Bad little Boy, you don't want the punishment." In spite of my objections, she lowered herself onto my face and I started licking for all I was worth. Wow, this wasn't so bad after all! My tongue had found new powers as it had developed from working on the pacifier all this time! I let my tongue glide in and out of her love lips. Dribbles of her love juice slid out onto my lips and into my mouth. As I continued, I enjoyed it more and more and soon I felt her body quiver, shake, and with a scream of pleasure, convulse. She collapsed in a heap on top of me. In a strange way, pleasing my captor in this way gave me a sense of accomplishment. It was the first thing I'd done since I'd arrived - other than my ill fated escape attempt - that was truly within my control! "Jamie, what a good Baby you are. Wait till I tell Jill. She'll be so jealous." As she climbed off of me, my erection held firm. "Oh yeah, well, this won't happen often, but you did such a good job, let me reward you." She reached over with her hand and clasped my throbbing rod. With all the excitement I'd had, it took only a few thrusts before cascades of semen were erupting all over my chest. "Oh Jamie, that felt good didn't it? Don't get used to it though, as you are not allowed to masturbate and we certainly aren't going to do it for you very often, if ever again." She took a wipe, cleaned my chest, then powdered and Diapered me with two Diapers followed by pink snap-on panties. I was led back to my crib and once inside, Ann said, "I'm going to let you be free inside the crib, but let's keep those little hands safe." She produced a pair of leather locking mittens. One by one she slid my hands inside. The stiffness of the mittens prevented all but a slight curling of my fingers. Wrist straps were tightened and tiny padlocks applied making my hands totally useless. She locked the crib cage, then stepping to a refrigerator in the room, got a baby bottle and returned. "Jamie, let's try a bottle instead of the feeding tube. Prove to me that you are a big Baby now." Hungry and thirsty from this latest series of events, I took the bottle from her hands and plopped the nipple into my mouth. Yes, I was still humiliated, but more than that I knew I needed the nourishment and I also knew this was my only hope of getting it. My hopes and dreams of only a week or so ago had disappeared. My needs now were few. A clean, dry Diaper with pretty Diaper Panties and some nourishment - the hope of 'stepping up' to bottles instead of a pacifier gag was actually exciting! As I lay in my crib, sucking on my bottle, I was quite relaxed and content. Soon, even before finishing the bottle, I drifted off to sleep.

No, actually you're uninformed, your citation is actually a common means for municipalities to harras gang members. it gives the local Law enforcement the opportunity to photograph/print the person and get them in the system. Furthermore - EVERYONE has bias at some level, claiming you have none makes obvious troll more obvious.

seriously i think everyone needs to take a deep breath... remember when they were stupid in their 20's and would get drunk and do stupid things? remember when you would be hanging out with your friends in a store and act like a moron? and if you don't remember its because you don't want to admit we ALL were idiots when we were younger... THIS IS FUCKING HILARIOUS!!! they guy was CLEARLY doing it intentionally to be a dipshit. most likely he lost a bet, was drunk/stoned.... or was just being a moron with his friends... NO ONE is going to see this video and say ohhhh so all abdl's are like this... because people watching this video have NO IDEA that we as a community exist, except for those of us who watch this video because it was posted here.. honest to god.... everyone just calm down... this was clearly just a guy being a stupid guy and fucking around with his friends... my god!

Let's not and say we did. There are some things that I cannot get away from in the media. That is one of them. I am OD'ed up to the top of my tiara on it

You obviously hurt him by threatening to break up with him. This attraction to diapers is not something we CHOOSE to have, it is something we always have had. You can't just expect him to stop liking something he's liked for the most of his life. You don't tell someone that's gay to get straight, do you? Now, depending on how serious you take religion, porn is not cheating, as much as you would like it to be. When you are NOT around, he has to get off. It's a natural thing that every human does. So far, it sounds like you're the foolish one, I'm sorry. A. He's been lying to you because he didn't want to dissatisfy you again. This is something he can't just stop doing, since no one ever has given up on a diaper fetish. They always go back to the usual thing. B. This happens all of the time. If he wants sex, he can ask you, yes, but what if you're not around? I don't believe that you're always around, as that would be inappropriate. Many people look at porn, and it's just pixels on the screen. Get over it. Sorry if I sound harsh, but you're disgusting ME right now. Narrow-minded, foolish and stupid people should never have existed on this planet.

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My citations are correct because they are showing how our society views inappropriate behavior (PUBLIC INDECENCY). There is no bias in my statements. Again, LuvsGirl will not comment on her bountiful bias. For the'criminal diaper flashers'... Wear a diaper and you WILL get reported and face consequences. The question lies in that what makes them want to disturb public? They will end up being branded as the ever so hilarious 'Diapered Loons'that want to stir things up, trouble the public, and disgust innocent others.. which I doubt is what you want the ABDL community to have that reputation.

Wow...little I can say except that if I don't do something with diapers, it pops out from the seams. I think that describes your hubby. My shrinks dismissed that as my least important problem long ago. I assure you, I love my wife. My wife doesn't like the diapers (drunken ex-husband soaking the bed), but the agreement is that I keep them out of her consciousness. In your case, I think that you might want to make him wear diapers all the time for a bit, and not let him not wear diapers or use the bathroom regular style. I don't know what to do about the porn and the lying, but that he is coming clean with you indicates that you are more important to him than anything. I can't think of a good penance, except perhaps for him to stay off the net for a bit, unless you are with him or doing it for him. And I doubt you feel safe enough to approach your minister, but getting some outside help in the form of a marriage or sex counselor is certainly an option, and it makes the seriousness of your (quite legitimate) feelings of being hurt clear. You are going to need to find boundaries you can live with. As the others say, we are people first, just with a peculiar itch that periodically must be scratched. Good luck in your journey.

Wait a minute. Did you change your opinion of others that wear out in public? Remember when you said... Indecent Exposure & Public Indecency . People should keep it clean. No pun intended.

the last 2 cases of teddies i used the tapes stick fine. They dont exactly restick too well more than once but unless i put it on too tight i dont have a problem. I think a lot of part time diaper users over tighten them for the feeling. The absorbant stuff stops the leaks the legs are not intended to be water proof just more like a cannal to guide the wetness back to the padding. Also the last case i ordered they messed up and sent me a 2 pack instead. Sent an email then a couple pix and fixed it in no time. for the most part i think this is a good company.

Sorry to be so harsh but, NO DAHHH! What did you expect! Stupid question that you already know the answer to. If your trying to tell us something about yourself, then do so. "hey, I'm 125lbs and wear pull-ups, new to the scene here." Read some post on diapers before asking what's best and discrete. Everyone will have their opinion though too just FYI so don't expect one answer. Gotta whip these newbies into shape.

> Yes, my citations show that the public does care about what people are wearing and are disturbed if any underclothing is shown (underwear, diapers, nudity, etc). If one wants to walk down the street in a diaper go for it, hopefully that person won't get caught by authorities and give ABDL bad news coverage. This topic hasn't been about 'accidental exposures' which you bring up as a tangent. The 'debate' in this topic has been about the intentional ‘diaper flashers’ out in public. Now you give a digression on the very different topic of accidental exposure when accidents were not what this topic was about as you, began the topic (without the recent digression on accidential exposures) , and stated for yourself,: You were intentionally (NOT accidentally) seeking for public exposure for your girlfriend…never once mentioned anything about accidential exposures in your topic post. Along with LuvsGirl, it appears that a bit of bias lies in your statements. >In response to the digression of a new topic on accidential exposure, of course that’s okay if it is an accident! Accidents happen to everyone and there’s no penalty against accidents. I hope you have a good day .