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Yes, I have a thought... What the hell is wrong with you?

My faith in humanity just went wayyyyyyy down...

I'm sorry - but you're just plain ignorant. Where we do we even begin? Ugh.. Just what is your definition of real? Because to me, real means to exist; and I certainly do so. It makes me question what other things fail to quality as real, to you? Just because something doesn't match your belief system does not make it any less valid; you know that right honey? I am a real girl despite the fact I have a penis. My penis does not inherently make me less of a girl, in-fact; I don't even consider it to be masculine. It's just a part of me and there it is; am I then not a "real" transgendered person, because a good portion of transgendered folk hate their birth-genitals? Will I not be a "real" doctor when I graduate my post-grad, because I didn't grow up wanting to be a doctor? Am I not a "real" adult - because I enjoy wearing diapers? Heck, is a marriage less real to you if it's between two people of the same gender? Your viewpoint is small, lady. Open your eyes a little wider and take in the "real" world around you ♥ It's a pretty marvelous place.

I'm not normally one to disagree with Rusty Pins, as his views so often agree with mine. That is to say that he's usually right. But in this case I'm going to have to disagree. Wearing diapers isn't a hobby, at least for me. It's part of who I am. It's part of what makes me tick. I think a better analogy might be one's sexuality. Gay people have a hard time keeping that secret because it is a huge part of what defines them, and they have a hard time connecting with people who don't know who they are. I feel that my diaper fetish is a smaller part of me than my overall sexuality, but it's still a piece of who I am, and no one will every know the whole me without that piece. I get the pull to share that, I really do. But I also know that most people in this world just aren't ready for that, and we all must be very, very careful about the people with whom we share that part of ourselves. -RMS

Here is my take on things. Look at it as if it was a regular hobby someone has. Some people may like hunting or fishing and others do not. Some people like playing card games such as having a weekly poker night, and others do not. Maybe a girlfriend or relative likes scrapbooking and you don't. Why would I want to have their interest forced upon me, and likewise, why should I force my own interests on others who do not like them? I have friends and relatives who are against hunting and I have friends and relatives who hunt same as I do. When I get together with my hunting friends, we talk about hunting and fishing and other interests we have. When I'm around my non hunting friends and relatives, I avoid discussing those topics, instead choosing to talk about interests we all have in common. Same thing, if I happen to be talking with a group of family members who start discussing things like scrapbooking, clothes shopping, things like that I will excuse myself and go talk with the guys about the sunday football game! That said, why would I treat my diaper hobby any different? I know there would be many family members and friends who would be repulsed by the idea of me wearing diapers for fun and enjoyment, especially when I wet and once in a while drop a load in them. Why then should I force such people to listen to me talk about it, thereby forcing upon them a subgect that the have no interest in or find disgusting? They won't accept it so why would I even want to try? That would be like forcing an animal rights activest to listen to you talk about how many rabbits you shot last weekend on your hunting trip! You don't think that wouldn't lead to a major argument and fight? All it does is cause you to lose friends and have people think of you as a wierdo. They will never forget that you like wearing and using diapers as long as you both live! Sure, many people here would probably like to talk openly in person about their diaper hobby or fetish with someone but because they may not know any other AB or DL's in their area, they are kind of caught between the rock and hard place, so to speak. The fortunate ones are the ones who have AB or DL friends that they can get together with now and then. Sometimes some people need to talk about things in person and messaging or sending e-mails with other AB/DL's just isn't enough. I can understand that. Unfortunatly, we can't expect people who are not into this lifestyle and those who just don't understand it to always accept us for what we do, and even those who do accept or tolerate it don't want to hear details about it or see us walking around in a wet or dirty diaper. I say don't involve people, friends or family members who don't like the idea of diapers into your lifestyle. Don't talk to them or start conversations about it with them if they do not like it! Why would you even feel that you had to bring that type of interest up to them in the first place? It's not fair to them and will just ailenate you more and more from them. Your parents do not have to tolerate your diapers or listen to you even talk about them when you live in their house! When you move into your own place and they come to visit, you can tell them you won't tolerate them talking about things that you do not like or tolerate yourself! I've always maintained that a person should talk about their diaper interests with like minded people that they meet or interact with on these sites and leave people who do not like it out of your fetish.

I.E. Cisboy = BOY and Cisgirl = GIRL. There, simplicity. I have no idea why the gender identity community had to create another term to further complicate a classification system that worked just fine for millennia.

Last night i decided that it was time for a self bondage scenario. I wanted a scenario that would force me to mess myself in a diaper without being able to do anything about it. So here is how i did it . First i put restraints around my wrists and ankles, padlocked ofcours, and also i put a leather collar on . I drank a lot beforehand and now i inserted 2 dulcolac suppositories. I put them high up into my anus with a tampon. Then i put on a diaper which a taped thight to my body so there was no way it was coming off without brute force. I then placed an each nipple a clamp with a rather heavy weight dangling from it . I then taped last night used diaper over my head. With the wet part in front i had to bow my head so gravity would leave a breathing opening. I switched off all the lights and closed the walk-in closet door. In this small and dark place i had prepared my selfbondage mechanism, a simple icelock ( homemade style MEO timelock) that was tied to the ceiling . A long chain was dangling from this icelock. A second chain i placed through the rings off the wrist and ankle restraints, then sitting on my knees with my back straight, i locked my collar on the chain dangling from the ceiling. Before i could change my mind i quickly placed a padlock through the chain connecting my wrists with my ankles, pulling that chain as thight as it went . So there i was, my arms behind my back, pulling at my legs, sitting on my knees with my head attached to the ceiling. I know that after about 2 hours the ice in the icelock would have melted enough so that my collar would become free again, i would then be able to crawl out off the closet to find the keys to release my wrists from my ankles. But that would be in 2 hours time. The first 15 minutes were accually relaxing, but then i all started to happen at the same time, my knees started to hurt, but trying to put some pressure off them would make my collar almost strangle me, my back started to hurt as well, so i rested my head against the wall, but this ofcours forced my face into a well used diaper, i already had to pee before i started this all, and now the dulcolax was giving me cramps. Every cramp off my intestants send shivers through my spine, this ofcours made the weights at my nipples move, my nipples that had now became very sensitive, every movement off my body was pure torture to them. I kept fighting the cramps and about 5 minutes later they went away, i relaxed a bit, but that started choking me, so beter relax with my face against the wall, forcing my face in the wet diaper, but ofcours, 2 minutes later the cramps came again, even stronger, like this i was able to fight it about 20 minutes before i gave in, it was a real explosion off poop, and it kept coming, my body didn't wanted to stop. The small closet made the smell very intense . Also i could no longer hold my pee in, this mixed with all the poop and crawled into every space it could go . Now i wanted out and clean myself, but ofcours i couldn't, still had 1.5 hours to go , i put weight on my collars, but it wasn't coming loose, my legs had gone to sleep, my knees were hurting like hell and my nipples were now a centimeter longer and killing me, all this made me start to sweat, and at the same time the melting ice dripped all over my body, the combination off this must have lubricated one off the nippleclamps because it slowly started to slip off. I don't know what hurted more, the clamp or it slowly coming off my nipple, but still i had to sit up straight and not try to move to hard because off the other clamp. They always say selfbondage isn't bondage until u wanted out, well i wanted out. But i was kept like this for another houre before finally the icelock let go and i felt over to the ground. With my head i opened up the closet door and crawled into the bedroom to search for the padlock keys so i could release myself, that crawl in a full diaper was an adventure on its own, but i got my keys and was finally able to take a long shower and get cleaned up .

I love using Dulcolax suppo's from time to time. You know that when you use them, that whatever you do, you will mess yourself within 30 minutes. I find it to be a way coming close to being anal incontinent. But the thing I don't like so much is that you can almost time it to the minute. My question now is if someone knows of a way to coat the suppo's, so that you will not know when the coating will be dissolved and the Dulcolax starts working. It then will be a real time bomb that will go off and you will mess yourself, you just don't know when, and the feeling of being incontinent will be so much more intense. Thank you all for your input.

SO i am an AWFUL fat person....... I mean other than being Fat, i've got not a single one of the 'usual' ailments that MD's expect fat people to have. I've got 122/76 blood pressure My random and fasting glucoses have always been around the 80's and now, two years after giving up fast food and joining the gym, my cholesterol is back in the normal range!!!! see... awful awful fat person... I also don't have arthritis, any myalgias or arthaligias, I don't have sleep apnea I don't have breathing problems, or edema, or anything of that kind... I'm just the worst kind of fat person..... the healthy kind!!!! *sighs* if only i could get rid of hte fat!!! but just wanted to say.... Its amazing what just giving up fast food can do for ones health... i mean we still eat out, the closest we get to fast food its like apple bees, i still eat burger,s fries etc.... but just not eating mcdonalds, wendy's arbys burger king carls jr.... and its gone down!

When I first discovered that I liked diapers and experimented with them, I felt upset a little but managed to get past the 'denial' stage pretty quickly, since then I haven't had a problem with myself liking them, I've embraced it. However, lately I've been thinking. Thing is, since this part of me has been 'activated', sometimes I fear it won't go away. None of the other fantasies I've had pervade my thoughts during the daytime like diapers do. I haven't tried alternatives to experiment with other fetishes like I have with diapers. I didn't fantasise about doing these things when I moved away, but I'm trying to plan how I can try wetting and messing diapers, trying to track down PO Boxes in Galway, and stuff. I've wrote next to no erotica outside of diapers, and now I have 3 different story ideas on the go, all revolving around diapers. I've taken to sleeping with a stuffed tiger (been caught more than once) and sucking my thumb. I find myself looking for diaper videos more often than 'normal' porn. I never thought about why I liked larger girls, or blondes, or blue eyes, but I keep trying to find reasons why I like diapers, and thinking of things I've done in the past that suggested it. I'm scared. I fear that this is getting to me more than I should let it, regardless of how much I like it. I'm afraid that it's going to have such an impact on me that I won't be able to stand a long-term relationship where my partner doesn't participate - I don't want that, I don't want it to sully my chances with girls, to cut off opportunities because I'll always be seeking an ABDL girl or mommy. I don't want this to control me, I have to control IT, but I'm scared I can't. I mean...does this happen to EVERYONE when they discover their main 'thing'? Does it happen more often to ABDLs, particularly ABs since it's closer to a lifestyle and DL is more or less a clothing fetish? Or is it just me? Am I just weak? A slave to what I desire? I don't know. I just don't know. Sometimes I wish I didn't know I liked this, even though it gives me so much pleasure. It pains me to have two threads on the first page here, but I'm just so frustrated.

I really don't know of any other actual girls on this site other than myself lol.

The more scientific research that is done, the more science is discovering that there are recognizable physical changes and differences in many, if not most, Trasnpeople, rendering them much more like the opposite gender in those areas. Whether you choose to believe the truth or not doesn't change it or reduce it's value; It only makes clearer things about you! Bettypooh

I'm not about to argue whether a T-girl is a "real" girl or not because for them they are. But I still don't understand why it's offensive to call genetic girls exactly that or why it's even offensive to call us "normal", since in a literal translation of the word "normal", it completely applies. And I don't mean that trans gendered folk are weird or whatever, but when you look at numbers, it is the norm to stay with the gender you were born with, not the other way around.

allow me to quote Cameron Poe: My first guess would be......a lot

Why don't you see if the company will take a money order?

sup Husky, ^^ I think it is important to be able to be alone and enjoy your own company but isolating yourself and not having contact with others isn't healthy either. If I was anywhere near ya I'd give you a hug. I know you deserve one, I hope you can find someone to give ya a hug soon. Don't feel to alone, I'll always talk to you too. *hugs the puppy*

I just glanced at the review page. That is a complete disaster. Things are listed multiple times, things are listed under the wrong name, and some of the products listed aren't even made anymore. That whole page needs to be scrapped and totally redone.

Yeah, I gues that counts. I mean honestly any interaction with someone I guues counts. I mean, I live with my parents in there basement so technically I am around someone all the time but I don't feel like i am. I feel like I am by myself even though my mom stays at home and is always home. Like if I where to start choking, I don't know it i coupd make it up the stairs fast enough before passing out and she definitly would not hear me.(not to use such a scary example) so to me I don't think that situation counts. I think that it seems like everyone has times when there by themselves a lot. I wonder though (for those who are alone a lot like myself and are note lonely) if you did not have anyone to go to or be around when you felt lonely, would you be as content and happy with being by yourself? I mean does haveing good friends and people you could talk to if you wanted make the difference when alone? For me, I am alone 90% of the time, I dont get much contact with people. Normally I guess that shouldn't be a problem because someone once told me that in order to expect someone else to be happy to be alone with you or whatever that you must be able to be happy alone. The problem is, I am alone so much that I think it might be unhealthy and since i have come out to my parents, I no longer feel like they are...there... if that makes sence. I mean most of the little time i spend around my mother is her trying to turn me streight. Like today she tried to get me to read this article from the new york times about a gentlemen who turned streight and maried some girl cause he did not want to miss out on takeing a future son to a ball game orvto get his hair cut. Like that is going to automatically get m to be attracted to woman all of a sudden. Like all of a sudden I am going to want a healthy relatiomnship with a icky girl! Lol (no offense to icky girls lol) . I don't know I guess I just have a lot of moments where I feel alone in the world. I don't think i get out enough and sometimes it would be nice to just feel what it feels like to be huged by someone even if it is in a just friends way ( even from an icky girl lol). I don't remember the last time i hve been huged (and i am a hugger). Just curious about other people's situation in that department is all. Just curious what was the normal amount of alone...ness for someone.

Hopefully their product is good and worth the money. Lets leave it at that shall we

Chapter Twelve Unfortunately, that wasn't something she was going to be able to do anytime soon. Heather and Valerie were far too happy with their new plaything to think about leaving her alone long enough to sneak off, much less to run upstairs to throw something on so she wasn't running around outside dressed as she was and then sneak off. Heather grinned at her in the mirror, while she squirmed, staring at the terrible reflection of what she'd become. She let out another muffled gasp as she felt her bladder spasm again, before she could stop it, watching as that one flower on her Pull-Up grew more and more fuzzy. She glanced up at Heather nervously, hoping she hadn't noticed, but the other girl just grinned, patting her padded bottom and guiding her back to the center of the living room. "So," Heather said to Valerie, sitting down on the couch, "how do you think we should keep little Summy entertained now?" Summer fidgeted helplessly, wondering what her step-sister would choose, almost not noticing the nickname she'd been given. She could feel her bladder seeming to get fuller ever moment, as her pacifier got more and more drained, leaving her chin wet, but not enough, as her stomach was already beginning to churn worryingly. She bent over slightly as her Pull-Up grew a little more wet, whimpering - her accidents were getting closer together now, and it was harder to stop them each time. Before long, she wouldn't be able to stop it once it started. If only she could go to the bathroom... And then she had an idea. Waddling over to Valerie, she grabbed her hand, tugging at it urgently, trying to will her into figuring out what she wanted. All she needed to do was to have Val take her to the bathroom and take her Pull-Ups down. Humiliating, yes, but now that she was on the verge of a real accident, she thought she could live with it, especially since Valerie had already changed her, and likely would be doing so again if she didn't make it to the toilet. "See?" Heather said, reaching out and taking Summer's hand, pulling her away from her sister. "She's getting bored. You have to keep babies entertained all the time, or they get fussy." With that, she pulled Summer over to her, attacking her exposed tummy with tickling fingers. Summer tried to squirm away, her Pull-Up growing more saturated as she failed, eyes growing wide as she wondered if this was it, if she'd be unable to close the floodgates now... But Heather stopped before that could happen, letting her go. She stumbled away a few steps then clumsily fell down, onto her bottom, already far too squishy for her liking. That one flower was gone now, erradicated by her accidents, and she could see another starting to go. Blushing, she tried to gather the crinkly lavender fabric of her skirt up, use it to cover that up. "I know!" Valerie declared. "Why don't you dance for us? You're all dressed up like a little ballerina already!" Summer stared up at her, slightly shocked at this. Of course, her sister didn't know how full she was feeling after all that juice, how close she was coming to catastrophy, any of that... "Perfect!" Heather exclaimed, getting up and helping Summer back to her feet. "We'll see what she can do, and then I'll see if she's ready for my class, or if she'll need some private lessons first. And it's always good to keep toddlers moving around to burn off all that excess energy, isn't it?" Summer moaned behind her pacifier as another few drops of urine dribbled out of her as Heather tickled her again, starting to wonder if she really would wind up having a big accident, or if it would just squeeze its way out of her a little at a time, until her bladder was empty and her Pull-Up full and sagging. "Now, let's see... Here's some music from the Nutcracker," Heather said, digging her cell phone out of her pocket and scrolling through the music files she had stored on there, then handing it over to Valerie. "I'm sure you know some basic stuff, don't you? Let's see... Do you know what first position is?" Summer bit her bottom lip uncertainly, feeling like she should, but unable to think of it. "Come on, you know it," Heather encouraged her, then shrugged as Summer just stood there. "All right, put your feet together, then turn them out so they make a nice, straight line." When Summer made no move to follow instructions, Heather knelt down beside her, pushing her feet together gently and then fanning them out. "There! Now, here's second position!" Summer found herself growing wetter as she nearly fell over while Heather tugged her feet apart. "See? Same thing, you just spread your feet! That's not so hard, is it?" Summer wobbled again as Heather began moving her around, keeping her feet pointing out in opposite directions, but putting one in front of the other. "There's third! Are you getting this?" While Summer would have preferred not to have to do this, or, at least, if she did, to be shown what she had to do rather than having it done for her, she nodded anyway, feeling a bit annoyed at the implication that she might not be able to figure out something so simple. "Good girl!" Heather praised her, before suddenly jerking one foot forward a few inches, leaving Summer's arms windmilling to keep her balance. "Fourth..." Heather said. "Just one more and you'll have all of those down! You're doing so good! Now, this one can be tricky..." Summer's feet were pushed together again, then slid across the floor until the ankle of one foot was right in front of the toes of the other. "Fifth!" Heather declared it, as Summer struggled to stay standing. Heather straightened up, staring down at her. "Now, I'm sure you know what a plie is, don't you?" Summer had heard the term, certainly, but she couldn't match it to any particular move. "All right, go into first position." Summer didn't move until Heather started bending down again, then put her feet out, heels touching. "Good job!" Heather praised her. "Now, just bend your knees. Go on." Summer bent her knees a little, wondering if this was right. Heather came over to her, putting one hand on each shoulder, firmly pushing her down further. "Good," Heather said. "This is a demi plie. Can you remember that? Because this next one is a plie, too... It's called the grand plie." Heather kept pushing her down. Summer could feel her heels starting to lift as she got down far enough, and she could feel her tummy rumbling, as it felt her getting into what seemed like a squat. Heather held her there for a moment, wobbling on her toes, watching her squirm, then let go of her, letting her stand back up. "Not bad," she nodded. "Now, let's see... I know you're not ready for a pirouette... I don't know if you're quite flexible enough for a developpe... Oh, I know! Let's do a rond de jambe! Doesn't that sound fun? Even the name is great! Can you say it?" With her pacifier in, obviously she couldn't, but Summer perked up slightly, wondering if this would be a good way to get it taken out. She pointed up towards it hopefully. "Oh, I know," Heather said, patting her head. "You like your paci too much, don't you? Well, it's fun to do, too. Back in first!" Resigned to her fate, Summer put her feet back together. "Now, point one foot forward!" Not quite sure what she was talking about, Summer turned her right foot so it was facing forward, glancing over at her teacher uncertainly. "No, no," Heather shook her head. "Keep it pointed out... Just slide it forward..." She knelt back down, grabbing Summer's foot and pushing it forward, then lifting her heel slightly. "There we go," Heather said, then began to slide her foot across the floor, making an arc until it was to one side, pausing for a moment and then finishing the movement until that foot was behind Summer, then swept it forward again, so that it was pointing forward. "There!" Heather declared. "Now, after that, tendus are simple! You're almost doing a front one right now! You just start in fifth position, then slide your foot forward like that... And to do a side one, you slide out to the side... And do you know how to do a back one?" Summer, of course, did, but couldn't answer, which made her blush as Heather admonished her, "Oh, you silly goose! It's so easy! You just slide your foot back! Now, I'm just going to teach you one more thing, and then we'll get started. You can't really do a full eleve, but you can do a bit of one... Now, get in second... Good... And just get up on your toes! Lift your heels! Good!" Summer couldn't help but feel a bit proud at the praise. This was all so easy... No wonder little kids could do it! "Okay, I just want to review the grand plie one more time," Heather said. "Do you remember how it starts?" Summer nodded, putting her feet into first position. "Now, plie!" Summer began to bend tentatively, feeling a slight cramp in her stomach. "Not quite," Heather said, walking to her and pushing her down again, holding the squirming girl there. Summer blushed, and Heather grinned, as she heard a low rumble coming from her as she wiggled. "Got something brewing in that tummy, too, do you?" Heather whispered to her deviously, letting go of one of her shoulders and patting Summer's stomach with that hand. "Oh, isn't that a cute nickname?" she asked as she got back up, leaving Summer to do the same on her own. "Summy the Tummy!" Summer's cheeks burned red as she heard it, wanting to die. She preferred that, if people mentioned her stomach at all, it was to comment on how toned it was, a connotation one often didn't associate with the term tummy. She was certainly sure that wasn't what Heather meant, even before the girl grabbed her and patted it. "She's got a cute little one, doesn't she? Summy Tummy... Sum-Tum..." Summer squirmed, whimpering, as Heather began to rub her stomach as Valerie giggled, nodding her approval, her only relief coming as, at last, the castor oil ran out, leaving her with just a plain pacifier in her mouth. It still wasn't ideal, but it did make her situation slightly more tolerable. At least until Heather at last let her go, standing up and backing away. "All right, let's see what you learned, Summy-Tum. Valerie... Press play."

People here are quick to condemn any ABDL folks who reveal their diaper desires to anyone as 'forcing' their fetish on them. Come on folks, do you truly think that is the case? Sure there are always those extreme members who will flaunt their diapered behinds in public and actively participate in baby play and childish antics but the poor person who inadvertantly is 'outted' by an innocent diaper reveal or discovered by a nosy friend/lover/parent/neighbour is hardly forcing their fetish on to them. It seems to me these days that anyone caught wearing diapers is accused of forcing their fetish on to others.

Not at all. The Male:Female split among the ABDL community is much closer to 50:50 than most people think. Not saying that it is 50:50, but I'd say its at least 66:33. There are a ton of ageplaying females out in the world, but most of them don't bother with ABDL gatherings or online communities because they are looking for a daddy/daughter type of relationship and seek a strong masculine figure, not some pathetic whiny babby that makes poppy dippers. Female ABDLs are, by and large, treated like pieces of meat by male members of the community. We are harassed, chased around, stalked and insulted. We have our pictures stolen and reposted by creepers who claim to be us. So many of us do not willingly associate with this group at all. Looking at the list of people interested in attending the NELI CON thing, I'm not about to consider going b/c I know the place is going to be full of old creepy guys who want me to change them.

Article from May 3 2010, has been posted on here a few times before. Thanks.

Mitch continues to drive his cock slowly in and out of Sarah's diapered pussy, and Sarah reaches over to take over handling the dildo that Denise has been plunging in and out of herself. Mitch simply cannot believe how things have changed in just one day! Yesterday he was wondering how/if he'd tell Sarah about his bedwetting problem and his wearing diapers to cope, having NO intention of mentioning how much he is turned on by his diapers. And today, he's kneeling between his girlfriend's legs, her thickly diapered, having non-chalantely just soaked her diaper, while a neighbor from downstairs lays diapered next to her, panting as she's fucked with a dildo! He's died and gone to heaven! Or dreaming? Nope, it isn't a dream! He looks down and watches as his cock slides in and out of Sarah, and watches their diapers and they come together, and loves the rhythmic crinkling of all their diapers as move. Seeing Sarah with her legs spread wide, and rubbing the front of her soaked diaper is more than he can take, and he feels himself losing control and getting ready to explode inside her. "Not yet!" Sarah says firmly, pushing Mitch off and out of her and grabbing his cock and balls roughly. "No cumming yet, we have much more fun to have here. Is this turning you on honey?" "Totally!" he eagerly blurts out "how could it not?" "That's good, because if you want to keep fucking Denise and I, you'll have to play along with us, and we can get a little rough" says Sarah. "Yeah" says Denise, "we love all sorts of Fetish fun, and these diapers are totally up my alley, but so it some bondage and domination too. Do you want to play along?" "OF COURSE I DO" he says eager to please them and ensure his dream continues. "OK, but it can't all be just about what you like, are you ok with that?" says Sarah. "Yes, of course!" he replies, "if wouldn't be fair if my fetish were the only one we induldged" "Ok, then lets have some fun" says Denise "we want to explore all sorts of things, and like to REALLY push our boundaries, if you hadn't noticed. But we hate it when guys whimp out on us. You won't whimp out on us will you?" "How many times to I have to say NO? I'm game for all you've got he says" wondering what they have in mind, but not wanting for one second to end this astonishing dream he's living. "Ok, we usually agree on a word that we can use if someone isn't comfortable, so we stop, but we've never had a guy have to use it before....it would really put a damper on the whole scene if he did" Denise says, making clear that this really is a formality, and that she doesn't want him to use the "out word". "Yeah" says Sarah "we both can put up with some serious pain in the name of fun, we hope you can too?" smiling a devilish grin at Mitch, she strokes his cock again and squeezes it. "I'm your guy, lets have some fun!" he says. "OK" says Sarah, bending over the couch, "fuck me doggie style then" Mitch comes up behind Sarah, pulls her diaper aside, grasps his cock and rubs it with his hand between her legs til he finds her vagina and slides into her from behind. He loves this position, and knows Sarah does to. And wonders how long he'll be able to keep from cumming as he bangs her diapered behind. Meanwhile, Denise gets up off the couch and gets behind Mitch on her knees, he turns around to see what she is doing, and she says "Eyes forward, you naughty boy" and pushing his head back around. He hears the sounds of her rummaging in her bag, some other non-destinct sounds, then the tell tale sound of a tube of lubricant being opened, and lubricant being squeezed out. His heart skips a beat and wonders what she's up to, but he doesn't dare look around for fear of pissing her off. He feels her press the back of his diaper and quickly realizes that she intends to access his ass, and reaches back to help pull his diaper aside, and again, she pushes his hand away. "You concentrate on not cumming until we tell you to, I'll handle this" Denise quips. She roughly pulls aside his diaper and he feels the lubricated end of a dildo slide between his cheeks. Looking slightly to his right, he sees Denise's reflection on dark screen of the shiny plasma TV, and his heart skips another beat when he realizes she's wearing a HUGE strap on dildo! He hopes that the TV screen is playing tricks on his vision, as this life like cock shaped dildo isn't the one she was using before, and it looks like it could really hurt! 'What have I gotten myself into?" he thinks to himself, suddenly realizing that they never agreed to a word to stop the play if things got out of hand. 'Do I bring that up now' he wonders to himself. 'No, I don't want to spoil the moment, if it gets too much, I'll say so then' And with that, he returns to pumping his cock into Sarah. Sarah lifts her legs up over his shoulders and Mitch edges up closer to the couch to push harder into her. At the same time, she feels the dildo probing between his cheeks. Then Sarah wraps her legs around his back and pulls him onto her chest flourishing kissing onto him. This in turn, exposes his ass more to Denise, who locates his hole and begins pushing the dildo into him in gentle bit by bit thrusts. 'This is fine' he thinks to himself. Denise reaches down and adjusts the position of the huge strap on cock she's put on over the outside of her diaper, pauses, and slowly soaks her diaper too. Then goes back to pressing the tip of the dildo into Mitch's ass. She grasps the base of the dildo near the ring that holds it on, and firmly pushes it more and more into him. She delights at the sound of his groan as she does this, and only pushes it harder into him. Mitch is now feeling quite uncomfortable, the huge dildo is only barely into his ass, and it hurts like hell, but he's determined not to let a little pain spoil what was otherwise a diaper lovers dream come true. He bend over a little more, and raises his ass some in attempt to spread his cheeks wider for the dildo, and groans a little as Denise pushes harder into him. He's not forgotten all about fucking Sarah, as his mind is totally focused on the pain in his ass! "Hey" says Sarah, "are you forgetting something?" she quipes with fun, pulling him into her. "Oh, sorry" he says, and returns to slowly moving his hips into and out of her. Denise is amuzed by this to no end. She's done this a dozen times and its always the same. No guy yet has turned them down, and this will be no different. She presses the dildo into his ass harder and he groans loudly again, and she pulls it out a little, only to thrust it in a little deeper the next thrust. Slowly but surely, she drives the huge dildo deeper and deeper into him, and he groans and moans louder and louder until she's got the whole thing into him and is slowly pulling it all the way out and driving it all the way in. She knows he won't last long like this, but that is part of the fun, humiliating him when he cums out of control! She slowly builds up the momentum of her thrusts and reaches over for some more lub, squirts it on his hole while she has the dildo mostly out and drives back in hard! Mitch hears the tube of lube open up again and hopes this will help with the pain in is ass. Denise pulls most of the way out, and he hears the lube squirt and then feels it on his ass. Then the dildo drives hard into his ass and he moans loudly "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh", this only seems to spur Denise on, and she slowly and surely begins to pick up the pace of pounding his sore and aching ass until she is driving so hard into him, that he in turn is pushed into Sarah. He's forgotten again about Sarah, and his cock has gotten a little less hard as the pain from his behind has taken away from the pleasure his cock's been feeling. Now Denise begins to drive hard, all the out, then ramming hard all the way into him, and his cock in turn drives into Sarah, all the while their diapers crinkly away noisily. Denise picks up the pace and starts to furiously pound his ass, and he can take it no more and cums inside Sarah with no warning and Denise keeps pounding away. He realizes that unless Sarah cums soon, he might be here for some time, so he concentrates on grinding himself into her clitoris, and feels her respond to this with equivilant moves from her hips. Slowly Sarah builds to an orgasm, letting out louder and louder cries and Denise keeps pounding his ass until Sarah cums and Denise slows her thrusts into his now aching and sore ass. Denise pulls the dildo out of Mitch's ass, reaches back and wipes it off with a baby wipe. "Nicely taken there Mitch, I can't believe you didn't cry out for me to stop! This cock is huge!" Says Denise, undoing the strap on and passing it to Sarah. "Her turn now!"

"I think you like them one heck of a lot" says Denise, pressing her hand onto the front of his diaper where his rock hard cock presses against it from the inside. "Well, maybe a little" he says meekly. They return to the couch, where they chat about how great the diapers feel, the smoothness of the plastic, the bulk between their legs, and the feeling of shame if gives. It is clear to Mitch that Denise loves wearing this diaper as much if not more than him! After about half and hour of chatting, Denise again reaches out and runs her hand up the front of his diaper and over the waistband, back down between his legs and up again to the top of his diaper. Mitch can't believe it, he's never had someone who's done this before, and she seems to revel in the feel of his diaper. Denise continues to rub the front of his diaper, then returns to the waistband, and goes to slip her hand down the front of his diaper. "Um....I'm not sure you should do that" he says, "I don't want to mess things up with Sarah" "Awwwww, Sarah won't mind, trust me" says Denise "She might not, but I'd prefer to have her say that herself." As if on queue, the doorbell rings right at the end of his sentence, and he says "Who the heck could that be?". He quickly pulls his sweats on, and notices that Denise makes no move to cover up her diaper. "Aren't you going to put some clothes on?" "Nah, I'll say here in the livingroom, just get rid of whomever it is" "OK" he says, and crinkles off to the door. Looking out through the peep hole, he is shocked to see Sarah. 'What the fuck' he thinks to himself, 'how the heck am I going to explain this!!!!'. He figures he is well and truely skrewed.....and he isn't wrong! Opening the door, he stammers "Hi Sarah, I thought you didn't want to stay over tonight" "I didn't, but then I changed my mind" she says, stepping past the partially open door into the foyer. She wraps her arms around him and gives him a big kiss, reaches down behind him and grabs his thickly diapered butt and gives it a big squeeze. "I figured you could use some company". Then she reaches around to the front and rubs his diapered crotch. Mitch can't believe what is going on. She seems completey unfazed by his being in a diaper! She must have figured it out at some point! But now what! She'll freak when she sees Denise! Sarah reaches down and out of the blue, pulls his sweats down to his ankles "step out of those sweats why don't you? Its high time you show me you little secret". So he complies and stands there in front of her in a diaper a t-shirt. She gets down on her knees in front of him and examines his diaper closely. "Man this is a thick diaper" she says, rubbing it and touching it all over. "And you look hot in it too". She begins to press her hand against his cock from the outside, rubbing the diaper up and down to arouse him. But he's too scared of what will happen when she sees Denise, that his cock doesn't response to her. "What's the matter honey, its ok, I love these diapers, no need to be embarassed" she says. She slides her hand inside one leg of the diaper and gently pulls his flacid cock out and takes it into her mouth and starts to suck on it. Slowly his cock responds and rises to attention. "Well that is more like it she says" standing up and grabbing his now rock hard and slippery cock with her hand, she keeps stroking it. Then, she graps it tightly and begins to walk towards the livingroom, pulling him along by his cock. Into the living room she marches him, and they come upon Denise laying back on the couch, with both hands down her diaper, obviously pleasuring herself. "It looks like you have a friend over" says Sarah non-chalently "and she looks like she needs a little help there, so hadn't you better take this", she squeezes his cock "and put it where it belongs between her legs?" "Ummmmmm, aren't you mad Denise is here?" he mumbles. "Not at all darling! Denise called me right after I left and we planned this whole thing out." says Sarah "And I texted her when I went into put this wonderful diaper on to let her know she'd better get over here ASAP" As soon as Mitch realized the two of them were in on this together, he smiled broadly. "That's more like it" Sarah says smiling, "thats more like my happy little Mitch! Now come her with me" she says, again holding his cock, she pulls him over to the couch and pulls his cock down towards Denise's widespread legs. Denise still has her hands down her diaper, so Sarah pulls the diaper aside exposing her glistening pussy, pulls Denise's fingers out of her, and guides Mitch's cock up to her lips. She then rubs his cock up and down between her lips and with her free hand pushes Mitch's butt from behind driving him up to the hilt into her. Well, not really up to the hilt, but as far as she can get him with both their thick diapers between them. "Now that is how you treat a horny houseguest darling" Sarah says. "Now make sure you don't cum too soon as we have lots of fun planned for you my baby". Mitch can't believe it. This is all his dreams come true in less than an hour. He is on cloud nine! He slowly pumps his cock into and out of Denise while he looks down between them at his and her diaper. With every thrust his diaper crinkles, and he realizes that if he keeps this up for long, he will blow his load in no time flat. Behind him, Sarah asks, "where can I get a diaper for myself?" And Mitch pulls out of Denise, his cock springing to attention, and says, "let me get you one!" Trotting into the other room, he emerges with one of his few Bambino Biancos and offers it to Sarah "try this one" he says. "No way!" she quips "you can't be suggesting I put this on myself are you? Diaper me big boy" she says, laying down on the floor. He reaches under her skirt, pulls her panties down and tosses them aside, unfolds the Bambino, and slides it under her. Glancing over, he sees Denise pull a dildo out of her bag and she slips it between her legs and starts slowly fucking herself with it. He pulls the diaper up between Sarah's legs and quickly tapes it into place. "Hummmmm....that feels good" she says getting to her knees. She grabs Mitch's hand and presses it to the diaper between her legs. He looks into her eyes and she smiles back at him, then he feels the unmistakable feel of her diaper getting wet. "Hummmmm....I really needed to go" she says, holding his hand in place unneccesarily. He begins to rub her soaked diaper into her pussy, and she grasps his cock again and starts stroking it. Scooting over to the couch, she sits on it with her hips right on the edge of the couch, and pulls Mitch by his cock between her legs. She rubs his cock against the outside of her diaper for a while, then edges it aside and rubs him up and down between her lips and against her clitoris. Eventually she positions his cock between her lips and pulls him into her, gasping as he plunges inside her. "I love this hot wet diaper sex" she whispers in his ear. "Why you didn't tell me about this days ago I don't know! Imagine how much you could have fucked me in a diaper over the last few days!" To be continued.....

Mitch continues to rub the front of his diaper, and as always, his cock responds to the erotic sensation of hands pressing against the smooth plastic of his diaper, and stiffens up. He reaches one hand inside his diaper and starts stroking his cock, bringing it to a full erection and spreads his legs a little wider. He's just getting into it, and the doorbell rings. "Shit" he says outloud, thinking to himself, 'who could that be?'. He pulls on his sweat pants and waddles over to the door, looking out the peep hole he sees Denise. 'What does she want now? To humiliate me more?'. He's tempted to not open the door, but he knows from experience that it is easy to tell in this building if someone has put their eye to the peep hole because it goes dark on the outside when you put your eye up to it. So reluctantly he opens the door a little, standing behind it as best he can. "Hi Denise, can I help you?" "Hi Mitch, I just wanted to stop by and apologize for teasing you about your incontinent pants. That was totally out of line and I shouldn't have done it." says Denise. "No problem" stammers Mitch, "They aren't mine anyway, so no harm no foul". "Mitch, come on, you were wearing them under your sweats when you came to get your laundry, it wasn't hard to miss. You don't need to worry, I won't tell anyone or tease you any more. I just assumed Sarah would already know, but after thinking about it, it was dumb of me." "Well thanks" Mitch says, then notices the box in her hand. "I brought up some cheesecake to make amends, a slice for you and one for me." says Denise. "Oh.....uh....ok" says Mitch, trying to think up some reason for not opening the door more and inviting her in. He can't, so he slowly opens the door and Denise walks in. "Do you have a couple of plates and forks?" says Denise walking into the kitchen. "Sure" says Mitch, glad that his cock has deflated quickly, but acutely aware of how amazingly loud his 6 tape thickly padded out Attends is. It crinkles loudly with each step he takes, and it is so thick he can't help but waddle a little. The more he tries not to waddle, the louder it crinkles. 'I'm so screwed' he thinks to himself. He follows her into the kitchen to get the plates and forks. Then says "I'll be right back", hoping to dive into the bedroom and change out of the diaper. "Wait Mitch, this cheesecake is getting a little warm, and there is no need to run and hide or change on my account as I know about your problem, so relax" says Denise in a kind motherly tone. "You don't think I can't see or hear you crinkling do you?" "Ummm, well I guess not" he dejectedly mumbles. "It is chocolate cheesecake, I hope you like it" "My favorite!" he says, perking up a little. Denise follows Mitch into the living room, looking as his thickly diapered butt the whole way. 'He looks so cute' she thinks to herself 'I'd love to see him in just that diaper alone, I'd bet he'd turn all sorts of colors of red if I pull his sweats down' she ponders naughtily. Mitch sits down on the couch with an audible cinkle, and Denise sits down next to him. She glances at his huge thickly padded crotch. "Do you mind if I ask you about your problem?" says Denise "I guess not" says Mitch "Are you wearing a disposable diaper now, those thick pants I found in the dryer wouldn't crinkle like this?" "Yes, I am" he mumbles, really not wanting to talk about it, and feeling his face go red. "So how long have you been incontinent?" Denise asks. "I'm not incontinent, I just have a problem at night, and was getting ready to go to bed when you rang the doorbell. "We were up a little late last night, and I have an early meeting tomorrow" he replies, quite happy with himself about coming up with this so quickly. "Ah got it, does Sarah know?" "I don't think so, I'm a little secretive about it" says Mitch. "Why were you diapered when you came to get your laundy yesterday?" asks Denise. "Ummm, I took a nap yesterday while the laundry was in the washer, it is why I was late getting it out" he stammers initially, then nails his reply, happy again with his thinking on his feet skills. "Gotcha" says Denise, thinking to herself - 'I don't think so Mitch, nice try, but I think you aren't being completely truthful'. "Do you wear plastic pants over the cloth pants?" Denise probes a little more, trying to find a chink in his defenses. "Yes, wouldn't be much point otherwise. Cloth and plastic pants are quieter, so I wear them when I'm trying to be discreet" Mitch answers feeling a little more sure of himself, and sort of beginning to enjoy the conversation, as he's never really talked about his diapers so openly with anyone before. Let alone a beautiful woman. "Have you always wet you bed?" "Yup, it was a pain in the ass in college, but I survived. Most women are freaked out about it though." says Mitch. "Do you think Sarah will be?" "I hope not as I really like her. You know her, what do you think she'll do when I tell her?" "I think she'll be fine with it. She's pretty......how can I say this....." "Kinky?" says Mitch "Yeah, Kinky, much like me" says Denise smiling broadly. Mitch smiles at her, and asks, "So do you think I should just tell her, or wait for her to find out?" "I'd just tell her, she'll probably prefer to be told than to discover it on her own, I know I would" "Huh, something to think about" By now, they have both finished the cheesecake and put the plates down. "Do you have some water" asks Denise. "Sure, one sec" he says, and gets up and walks in front of Denise towards the kitchen. When Mitch walks in front of her, she reaches out at pats his diapered butt as he goes by. "Man that is one thick diaper" she says. "Yup, I'm a pretty heavy wetter overnight, so it has to be thick" "Well that is SUPER thick honey, you can't even walk without waddling in that! It sure is cute though" "You think it looks cute?" he asks incredulously. "Absolutely! I'd love to see you in it without the sweats!" Mitch, walks into the kitchen, amazed at what Denise has said. He gets out a glass and puts some ice in it, fills it with water and returns to the living room. "Well, are you going to indulge my kinky desires and show me your diaper?" she pleads. "I don't know.....are you sure you won't make fun of me?" "Of course not! I think you look adorable in sweats and a diaper, in just a diaper, you must look amazing" she says. "You'd look amazing in one too!" says Mitch smiling. "Now that is something I've never tried before" she says smiling. "If I put one on, will you show me yours....I'll show you mine...." she laughs loudly, blushing a little. "You have a deal, but it has to be a thick one like mine" he says. "Of course, wouldn't be fair any other way, lets do it" she says. "OK, let me get you a nice thick diaper then" he says, get up, waddles past her again crinkling away, and again she swats his butt as he goes by making a loud 'thump'. He returns with a thickly padded diaper just like the one he has on and hands it to Denise. "Here ya go, you can change in the bedroom, it is easier to put on if you lay down on the bed." "Nice" she says, taking the diaper from him and almost skipping into the other room. Mitch listens intently as he hears the tape tabs being opened and the diaper backing crinkling as she moves it around. In a few minutes, he hears the telltale sound of her walking in from the bedroom in a diaper. He can't believe that sound isn't coming from him as he's never heard or seen anyone else wearing a diaper. His heart is racing a million beats per minute. As she rounds the corner from the bedroom he is delighted to see that all she is wearing is the diaper and her blouse. Her skirt is no where to be seen. "Wow! He says, you do look fantastic in that" he blurts out. "Hey, no fair, you still have your sweats on!" she yells. So he stands up and slowly pulls his sweats down, and steps out of them, and goes to sit down again. "No fair sitting down! I'm modeling mine for you, now it is your turn to model for me" He stands back up and walks around the room. "How this? Better" he asks, wiggling his thickly diapered butt in front of her. "Hot" she says "Yeah, they are a little hot" he replies jokingly. "I think you like them almost as much, if not more, than I do" says Denise. "Did you begin liking them so much because you've always worn them to bed?" "Ummm, like them?" he stammers. "Oh come on Mitch, you can't hide the smile on your face. Its ok, I like the feel too" she says. "Well, I guess I like them a little" he mumbles. Stepping up to him, Denise reaches out and runs her hand over the front of his diaper. "I'm sorry Mitch, but even in a super thick diaper like this one, you can't hide how turned on you are inside that diaper". She presses her hand into his crotch and feels his rock hard cock inside his diaper.

Sarah gets up off the bed and heads into bathroom to shower. While she is showering, Mitch's curiosity causes him to look in Sarah's night stand to see what other fun things she might have in there. He finds a butt plug, strap-on belts for the dildo, 3 other dildos, some flexible tubes - he's not sure what they are, a camcorder, and as he's about to open the 2nd drawer, the shower shuts off, so he stops his nosy poking around and finishes getting dressed. After getting dressed Sarah and Mitch head to the kitchen and she whips up a fantastic breakfast. They gobble it down, and plan out their day. They decide to go to the Shedd Aquarium for they day, then back to Mitch's for Pizza. The day goes great, and the Pizza is good, and around 8 O'clock Sarah points out that she really should head home as they both have to get to work in the morning. Mitch tries to convince her to spend the night, but Sarah hasn't brought any clothes with her, so she reluctantly says she has to go. Mitch understands and says he'll walk her to her car. Before heading out, she goes to the bathroom, and after peeing, notices a strange shadow behind the shower curtain. When she pulls the curtain back a little, she sees the bedwetter pants and plastic pants hanging to dry. She smiles and again feels a little sorry for Mitch. She'll have to make him feel comfortable with his bedwetting. But those plastic pants sure look cute she thinks. Once downstairs, they leave the lobby only to run right into Denise coming into the building. "Hi Mitch and Sarah, how are you guys doing?" says Denise, smiling broadly at them both. "Great!" says Sarah "I haven't seen you in ages, what have you been up to?" "Not much, a pretty dull weekend actually. The highlight was doing my laundry" says Denise, smiling at Mitch. Mitch can't believe they've run into Denise, and on top of that she's hinting at the laundry "incident". He feels his face flushing with embarassment, and wonders just how red it actually looks. Sarah sees the smile that Denise send's Mitch's way, and wonders what it is all about. "How could doing laundry be the highlight of anyone's weekend?" says Sarah. "Well, I've not been feeling great, and actually getting productive and doing laundry was better than the alternative" says Denise, again smiling at Mitch. "But running into Mitch yesterday doing his laundry while I was doing mine was a pleasant surprise". "Mitch, you didn't tell me you did laundry yesterday" says Sarah, immediately regretting the statement as it was perhaps related to his bedwetting. "Yeah" he stammers "I was running out of clothes." "Lucky I was there to fold your undies for you, eh Mitch" says Denise, again flashing a wicked smile. "Yeah, thanks again for your help" he says meekly. Sarah sees how uncomfortable Mitch has become, and sees that Denise is messing with him a little. It must have something to do with his bedwetting she figures. Perhaps she found his bedwetter pants? So she cuts into their banter, and says "Well, I need to get going, good seeing you again Denise." "Likewise, we should all get together for dinner sometime" says Denise. "Yes, I'll give you a call tomorrow and see when we might all be able to connect" Mitch smiles nervously and walks Sarah to her car, kisses her goodbye and watches her drive off. He returns to his apartment, and immediately stripes down and puts on a very thick disposable, heads to the couch, and relaxes from the stress of the encounter with Denise. Running his hands between his legs and pressing his diaper into his crotch he feels the stress begin to dissapate. He continues to run his hand over the smooth plastic of his diaper and smiles to himself. What a wonderful weekend! Even the run-in with Denise was exciting!

Japanese diapers are better, because Japanese folk pee and poo more than Americans or Europeans. A genetic thing. It's a fact.

Once in the bathroom, Mitch quickly pulls his pajama bottoms off and lays down on the bath mat. He runs his hand beteen his legs and revels in the feeling of his warm, thick, soaked and squishy diaper, but alas he has to get this thing off fast before Sarah wakes up. So he carefully undoes each tape, trying to be quiet, but the tapes sound tremendously loud in the confines of the bathroom. There is little he can do though, so he presses on and once untapes, he squats over the diaper and rolls it up from front to back into a large heavy ball, re-taping it closed and pulls out a plastic bag from his duffle and stuffs it inside the bag and jambs it into the bottom of his duffle. Then he quickly turns the shower on and once warmed up, climbs in to wash off. Once finished in the shower he realizes he never asked for a towel, so he quietly opens the linen closet and finds one, dries off quickly, and pulls a pair of silk boxers out of his duffle. His morning surprise for Sarah! He closes up his duffle, hangs up the towel, pees one more time, flushes and returns to the bedroom. He pads quietly by the bed, thankful to see Sarah hasn't moved, returns the duffle to its spot and slips back into bed, cuddling up to Sarah in the spooning position. It is still pretty early, so he lays quietly making sure he stays awake while he listens to the sound of Sarah's breathing. Eventually Sarah stirs some, and rolls over to face him. "Good morning sleepy head" he says, "Did ya sleep good? I know I did!" "Yes I did, you were up early though, what's with that?" Sarah asks. "I'm used to being up early for work, so it is just habit". "Ah, and you said you slept fine?" asks Sarah, wondering what he did with his diaper and what he's wearing now. She sweeps her right hand up along his leg and finds his silk boxers. "Hummmmmm, these are sexy!" "I thought I'd surprise you this morning with something nice" "They are really nice, so is this" she says rubbing the front of his silk boxers and feeling his cock harden in response to her touch. As he gets harder, she grabs his shaft with the silk boxers between her hand and his cock and strokes and squeezes it more. At the same time, Mitch's hands spring into action with one cuping one of Sarah's breasts, while the other runs down her side to her hip, down the outer side of her thigh, and then back up between her legs. Sarah parts her legs slowly to allow his hand to reach between her legs, and he presses his fingers into her lips, rubbing softly on the outside of her pajamas. Sarah reaches her free hand down, grabs his hand and guides it inside her pajamas and back between her legs. Without speaking, she guides his hand on how she likes to be rubbed. They mutually stimulate one another for a while, and eventually Sarah lets go of his cock, and slips her pajama bottoms off. Once off, she lays on her back and again guides Mitch's hand back between her legs. He probes gently with his fingers into her vagina which turns him on no end. Sarah reaches over to her night stand, opens it up, and pulls out a very life like dildo with balls and some lubricant. She squirts some lube onto the dildo, and slides it down between her legs, slowly pushing it into herself, then again, guiding Mitch to take over. He grabs the dildo and slowly slides it in and out of Sarah's now very wet pussy. She spreads her legs wide and Mitch puts one of his legs over one of hers and uses his leg to also press the dildo into her. Sarah reaches under Mitch and continues rubbing his cock. "I want you in me now!" she says. He slips his boxers off, and his cock springs to attention, and he manuevers on his knees between her widespread legs while Sarah continues to slide the dildo in and out of herself. She grabs his cock and strokes it a few more times, removes the dildo and guides his cock into her. She is so aroused and wet that he slides in effortlessly. She pulls him onto her and he thrusts slowly into her. "You ever had your prostate massaged during sex before?" asks Sarah "most guys I've done it to say its amazing" "Errrrr.....no....." he stammers, a little suprised by the question. She grabs his ass and pulls him into her, driving his cock deep inside her. "Would you like to try it?" she says in an encouraging tone. "I'll be gentle" "Sure, why not, I like to experiment" he says, not quite sure what she intends to do. Only when she reaches over and picks up the dildo does he realize what she's going to do, but at this point, he can't very well say no. So he keeps thrusting his rock hard cock into her while his heartbeat increases in a little fear of what she is about to do. Sarah reaches over, quirts some more lube on the dildo, and reaches back behind Mitch's ass. "Now relax my darling, you'll feel a little pressure, but don't clamp down, if anything, concentrate on loosening up". She finds his hole with her finger and guides the dildo to it, and slowly presses it into him. "I'll go really slow, you relax, and keep up what you are doing! That feels great!" He keeps thrusting slowly into Sarah, while Sarah slowly eases the dildo into his ass. It hurts at first, then once past his sphincter it slides in deep and the pain goes away. "How does that feel?" Sarah asks, sliding the dildo slowly in and out of his butt with both hands wrapped around him. "It feels good" he says, a little out of breath. She keeps pressing the cock into his ass, and with each stroke Mitch also drives into Sarah. They get into a well timed rhythm with each other, and eventually, Sarah begins to climax. As she does, she increases the pace that she's driving the dildo into Mitch's ass, and he in turn speeds up his thrusts. Sarah begins to gasp, and starts wildly thrust the dildo into Mitch, while he too thrusts hard into Sarah. They both cum hard while both are pounded with cocks, one real, one rubber, and Mitch collapses onto Sarah completely spent. "That was the most amazing thing I've ever done" he says..... Sarah smiles....and thinks to herself....'I've only just begun'

Is that a sports bra on you...?

Yep, I sure do.

Hi Jennifer, never though about that, sounds like a great idea, if u can recommend a good site u would do me a big favor. I do agree with all the comments about never putting anything around your neck, but i must say that the lock i use is one i made following this link ; http://www.likera.com/sb/time/ice-padlock3.php, and as u can c from the photo from that site, the attachment is a rather thin rope that will not hold your full body weight, or so i hoped, but indeed a harness seems to be a much better idea, :-)

its nothing to do with abdl and actually beloved could represent three different things....

Ugh. This guy again?

^ *cough* dumbass *cough cough*

Because referring to cispeople as "normal" merely perpetuates binary essentialist gender roles as the accepted standard, and marginalizes anyone who doesn't fit the mold as "deviant."

I will respond in a short fashion: The product might be good. That would be awesome. I feel that people, especially new people, however, should be warned about the company's past actions, and more recent ones. If it is good, that's awesome!

What a great way to get a bladder infection. Hope you enjoy.

Now wait here, I thought the Original post here is about Biological Natural born women not about TG people. Why do we have some transgender trying to insert themselves into a post where the question is about Biological natural born women who like to mess in their diapers. Now if TG people wanted their own post to the same question, they should have made it a separate post and not combined with the Biological natural born women. The question it self is invalidated when the TG people tried to insert themselves into the original post. Can we please stick to the original post and someone please move the TG question to a separate post. Bettypooh, you are way off topic here and the original poster ask for Biological women a question and Didn't ask for TG people. So you are wrong in inserting yourself in a post where the original poster asked a question to Biological born women. You need to make that question into a separate question and not combine it with Biological natural born women.

The problem here is that you have TG people trying to insert themselves into a post where the original poster wanted feedback from "biological women only" and not from TG or TS people. Now if TS and TG people wanted to ask the same question, they should have at least made it into a separate post instead of trying to insert themselves in the original post that is meant only for "biological women only". Now that you have TG/TS people trying to insert themselves into a post that asked for ONLY Biological women and as a result they now made the question a moot point and invalidated the post all together. What they need to do is remove the TS/TG poll question and make it into a separate question and what Bettypooh did is very wrong and should have removed the TG/TS question and moved it to a separate post. It seems to me that Bettypooh does not know what BIOLOGICAL BORN and NATURAL BORN Woman means.

As much as I hate the "born that way" meme and find it counterproductive to queer liberation, I have to admit that that is a really cute site.

I'm sorry, but I have to point out that you aren't a "real" boy/girl unless everything matches. Thus why transgender terms exist in the first place. I realize that some transgendered persons don't like this and prefer to refer to themselves as the gender of their mental state, especially online, but in reality that is just a lie.

Ain't that the truth LuvsGurl. Trans's In Reality aren't a "REAL" boy/girl unless everything matches including DNA, Chromosomes and biological makeup as well. They can say all the want about bring the opposite gender, but unless they have the DNA, physiological, biological and reproductive features of said gender. They will never ever come close to being a "REAL" boy/girl with the exception of Intersex people such as myself. A "Real" boy/girl is someone who has all the DNA such as XX and XY chromosomes, biological/physiological and reproductive features of that gender

Let's go by the universally accepted dictionary definition for "girl", shall we? http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/girl 1. a female child, from birth to full growth. 2. a young, immature woman, especially formerly, an unmarried one. 3. a daughter: My wife and I have two girls. 4. Informal: Sometimes Offensive. a grown woman, especially when referred to familiarly: She's having the girls over for bridge next week. 5. girlfriend; sweetheart. 6. Often Offensive. a female servant. 7. Usually Offensive. a female employee. 8. a female who is from or native to a given place: She's a Missouri girl. 9. girls, ( used with a singular or plural verb ) a. a range of sizes from 7 to 14, for garments made for girls. b. a garment in this size range. c. the department or section of a store where these garments are sold. Sorry sweetie, but until the plumbing matches the mental state you won't be a girl, and to call yourself one is a misrepresentation. You can be transgender, and that's just fine. Or you can even be gender neutral. But until the hardware has been reworked to match the software, you are not a girl.

What's with all the negative votes? It's a perfectly sensible question. For some people, it's similar to a clothing fetish - deal with it. Who are any of us to judge each other?

Because everyone here who posts negative feedback think they have the right to rule the boards. Who cares if you've made 2000 posts here, doesn't make you forum god. If you don't like the topic or have any interest in it, DO NOT POST to it. Simple!!

sex is biological .... your chromosomal make up be it xx, xy, or any variation in between and you physical appearance regarding sexual reproductive organs gender is psychological and refers to how an individual perceives themselves these terms and definitions are generally accepted by the medical community so transgendered would mean someone whose sex is male but whose gender is identified as female transexuals is someone whose original sex at lease in regards to reproductive organs such as the penis or vagina have been changed .... where there was once a pe is is now a vagina gender is a much more fluid term as each individual defines male and female genders according to their own stereotypes and beliefs ..... sex is based on biological / physiological findings

met as in real life? because there are loads of females that post on this site both biologically born and gender identified females and others

Scandalous tape issue at Bambino - you mean something they legitimately thought people would like, were honest about it and what it was, it didn't work out - so they switched back? Thats not scandalous - thats trying something they thought would work and help and it didn't work out. Its not scandalous. Scandalous is flat out lying about a product and its features and exaggerating the truth. That is scandalous which is what we have seen from ABU in the past unfortunately...Now, the diaper seems interesting none the less but you can't help but notice the huge price tag, their backtracking, and the fact that it holds however much it does which is basically unnecessary to begin with because nobody is going to urinate that much - and also, another tidbit - just because it can absorb a lot does not mean its "absorption speed" is good meaning if you are urinating fast - the diaper can't keep up with the absorption fast enough so it leaks out. There is more to a diaper than pure amount it can hold. Just putting in my 2 cents. The diaper looks cute but not willing to pay that price at all for something like that.