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NASA's impact on diapers was more subtle. The agency developed its adult diapers out of necessity. Astronauts floating outside their spacecraft on long spacewalks (which can last five to eight hours) can't just knock off for a bathroom break. During takeoff, astronauts may have to remain strapped for hours in back-laying chairs with their knees and legs above their heads -- a position that increases the need to urinate. Even if crew members dehydrate themselves before takeoff, nature will not be denied: The kidneys will still trickle out a milliliter of urine a minute. NASA estimates that astronauts expel around a liter of urine while in launch position [source: O'Driscoll]. To deal with these issues, NASA first developed the urine collection and transfer assembly, or UCTA, a precursor to the adult diaper that astronauts used throughout the early space program and the Apollo missions [source: Sauer and Jorgensen]. Astronauts wore the UCTA over the liquid cooling garment of the space suit. It connected to the astronaut via a roll-on cuff attached to a collection bag, which the crew could empty into a collection tank via a one-way valve [source: Smithsonian]. A separate system was in place for the astronauts to relieve themselves when not suited up for launch, extravehicular activity or emergency modes. Waste disposal in space carries a load of unique problems. Any solution must be usable in gravity or weightless conditions, and must be workable within the size, weight and power constraints of spacecraft systems. Despite much fiddling and adjustment throughout the early space program, NASA astronauts ultimately found the UCTA to be overly bulky, unsanitary and prone to problems, so NASA developed a Maximum Absorbency Garment, or MAG, for the shuttle program. Although sometimes called space diapers, MAGs are more like hyperabsorbent bike shorts. Several thin layers of material move urine quickly away from the body, after which sodium polyacrylate, a super absorbent polymer (SAP) capable of taking on 400 times its weight in water, locks the moisture away. A MAG can soak up 2 liters (2.1 quarts) of liquid [source: O'Driscoll]. In a pinch, an astronaut can go 8 to 10 hours without needing a change [source: Gekas]. NASA didn't invent disposable diapers, adult diapers, sodium polyacrylate or SAPs. So it's not surprising that many adult diaper manufacturers attest that NASA did not influence their products. There is one somewhat ironic exception, however. In 2007, astronaut Lisa Nowak thrust NASA "diapers" into the media spotlight when police in Orlando, Fla., charged her with the attempted kidnapping of U.S. Air Force Capt. Colleen Shipman. Early reports described Nowak driving 950 miles (1,529 kilometers) across five states while wearing an astronaut diaper so that she could skip restroom breaks [source: Fromm]. Court documents later revealed that police actually reported finding two used toddler-sized diapers in Nowak's vehicle, along with packs of diapers in her trunk. Nowak, a mother of three, denies wearing a diaper on the trip, saying the nappies were from 2005, when she, her family and the rest of Houston were evacuated before the advancing Hurricane Rita [source: Schneider]. There was one positive outcome of the Nowak story: According to Steve Goelman, CEO of Unique Wellness, it inspired his company to create adult diapers based on NASA designs. Goelman's company wanted a longwearing garment that, like the MAG, would quickly wick moisture away from the skin and lock it away, thereby avoiding skin irritation and other health problems. "It is only through NASA's technology and idea that we can achieve this and apply it to the health care industry," said Goelman. Goelman believes that Nowak's story may have also helped remove some of the stigma associated with adult incontinence, and that it raised awareness of other uses of adult diapers, such as by race car drivers and skiers. It just goes to show, you never know where a good idea will come from. http://science.howstuffworks.com/innovation/nasa-inventions/nasa-change-diapers2.htm/printable

Chapter Nineteen Summer really began to squirm as she was taken out of her room, not knowing what time it was, who in her family would still be around, or even awake. They'd all already seen far too much of her - being seen in this shape would be horrible. Her heart began pumping faster as they passed the living room and she saw Valerie sitting there, watching TV, but was quite relieved when she didn't look up, and Heather didn't call out to her. The world outside the windows looked bright, but she couldn't guess what time it was from that. The dining room was empty, with no sounds coming from the kitchen either, so Summer guessed that her parents had already gone to work, thankfully. She could see a plastic bowl sitting in front of the chair at the head of the table, the one she was plopped down in. Heather stepped back once she'd set her down, looking around. "You know," she said, "this doesn't seem quite right, does it? A baby like you, eating in a normal chair... Why, what if you were to fall out and hurt yourself? That would be just awful, wouldn't it?" Summer felt the chair shaking beneath her and whimpered, afraid she was about to have a repeat of the horse from upstairs. She started to try to hop off, only to look down first. Her head swam as she saw that the floor now looked like it was several feet further away, grabbing the arms of the chair to try to make herself feel more secure. Except, of course, that the dining room chairs didn't have arms. She watched in horror as those arms continued to form, growing and stretching out in front of her, forming a little tray in front of her. She was so busy paying attention to that, she didn't notice the belt slithering around her waist until it happened to slide up her diaper a little too far and brush against her skin. She jumped at the unexpected feeling, but by then it was already almost all the way around her, and a second later, before she could even try to stop it, it clicked shut around her waist, a third strap jutting up from the seat to tightly secure her crotch, pushing her against the back of the chair. "Hey, Val, can you come in here?" Heather called as she stared up at her handiwork, smiling proudly. Summer's stomach churned, not sure if this had all been Heather's doing somehow, or if she was just taking advantage of it. Either way, she knew it couldn't mean good things for her. Valerie poked her head in the door. "What?" "You don't think your parents will care if I use this high chair, do you? I just happened to find it, and I thought..." "Umm... No..." Valerie shook her head. "It's hers, so I'm pretty sure they won't mind..." Summer's eyes went wide as she heard this. She'd been wondering what Val's reaction to seeing an oversized high chair suddenly appear in the dining room would be, but she hadn't imagined this. "She got it... A couple years ago, I guess. You should have seen how upset she was when she couldn't take it to school with her." Summer shook her head, trying to deny it, to get her sister to take back that lie. This couldn't be happening... "I bet she was more upset about leaving her crib, though," Heather suggested casually. "Oh, yeah," Valerie giggled. "She threw a tantrum and Daddy had to spank her. Even then she pouted for the whole last week before she left." Heather chuckled, nodding her head slightly. She picked up the bowl from the table and set it on the high chair tray, pulling Summer's pacifier free and setting it down beside it. "Eat up," she instructed. The bowl was full of oatmeal, and there were no utensils in sight, but even if neither of those things had been true, Summer would have felt more like throwing up than eating. "Nuh-uh, tha's not twue!" she protested, kicking her legs against the chair, eyes watering in frustration. "That's right," Valerie smiled deviously. "Daddy had to spank her again to make her stop sulking." "I bet she gets lots of spankings, doesn't she?" Heather asked, reaching beneath the tray to pat Summer's bulging diaper. "But she just never learns, does she?" Valerie shook her head, then stared up at Summer. "You want me to get her bib?" she offered. "Nah, that's all right," Heather told her. "She's going to need a bath anyway. She made a messy, messy diaper last night." Valerie rolled her eyes, putting her hands on her hips as she stared up at her former big sister, as Summer wondered if, with Val's new memories, she'd ever really seen her that way. "Summer!" she said sternly, "You know you're not supposed to do that! You don't want to get back in the habit of that before you go back to school, do you?" Summer's stomach churned as she saw Heather's eyebrow lift. "Oh, she's not supposed to make poopy diapers?" she asked, patting Summer again. "Well, she sure broke that rule, didn't you? I think somebody needs a spanking after her bath." Summer could see Heather's eyes dart over toward Valerie, waiting to see if she would say anything about it, but the girl just nodded slightly, as if that were perfectly normal. "Now, will you eat?" "Spoon," Summer said, holding out her hand. "You don't need a spoon," Heather brushed her off. "But if you don't finish that up soon, you'll be getting spankings before AND after your bath." Summer whimpered, staring down at the unappealing gray mush in her bowl. Reluctantly, she reached out for it, poking at it. It wasn't quite all the way cold yet, but it was only slightly warm to her touch. Sighing, she reached into it, scooping some of it up into her hand and bringing it to her mouth. She wasn't entirely sure if she should try to eat it from her hand, or try to dump it into her mouth, so she attempted the latter, which resulted in more of the stuff sliding off her face and onto her bare chest than made its way down her throat. She looked up at Heather pitifully, hoping for a reprieve, but she just snapped her fingers to hurry her along. No matter how much she was tempted to, Summer was sure letting Heather know how much she hated her would be grounds for an immediate spanking, one that likely wouldn't even take the place of the other two she could be getting. Sniffling softly at her plight, she dug back into the oatmeal for another try. It felt strange and slimy and sticky between her fingers, but even more so squishing from the sides of her mouth, running down her body, over her breasts. By the time she finished, her whole body felt dirty; she wanted nothing more than to get clean again, all over, so she had shoveled the oatmeal in more and more quickly, resulting in more and more of a mess. She barely even noticed Heather ducking out of the room and returning with a bottle full of purple liquid. "I brought you some nice grape juice to wash that down," she said, holding it up, bringing it closer and closer to Summer's face. Summer was quite sure this wasn't grape juice, though she had a feeling that had been said for Valerie's benefit, so she wouldn't know that Heather was trying to get her in trouble. But, of course, she couldn't say that without leaving her mouth open for the nipple. "Come on, don't be stubborn," Heather chastised her as she sat there, mouth clamped shut. "You have to drink, Summy-Tum, or you'll get all dehydrated!" Finally, seeing that didn't work, she reached out and pinched Summer's nose closed. Summer thrashed about for a few moments, trying to reach up and pry Heather's hand away, but all her struggling just made her need to breathe more, and, before she knew it, her mouth was opening, just a tad, more than enough for Heather to jam the bottle inside. Summer whimpered as her mouth sucked on the bottle, pulling the contents into her. It wasn't grape juice, of course, but, try as she had to prepare herself for it, the taste of the prune juice still made her gag slightly. Heather reached down and grabbed Summer's hands, placing them on the bottle. Summer sniffled softly as she drank the stuff, staring down at the bottle as it was rapidly drained into her belly, staring at the streaks of oatmeal her fingers left. She was fully expecting another dose of prune juice, or castor oil, when Heather shoved the pacifier back into her mouth as soon as she extracted the empty bottle, so it was something of a shock to feel her mouth fill with soap instead. It had been a while since she'd experienced that, but the memory came back quickly as she did her best to keep herself from having to swallow any of the stuff, resulting in a fresh, new line of drool running down her face to complete her makeover into a toddler in desperate need of a bath, something Heather was eager to document with her phone, both while Summer was sitting in the high chair and when she was standing on the floor a few moments later, glad to be free, but afraid of what was coming next. "Why don't you go get her rinsed off in the shower," Heather suggested, "and start filling the tub if you have time, and I'll get things cleaned up out here." "Okay!" Valerie agreed eagerly. She started to reach for Summer's hand, then thought better of it, herding her towards the bathroom with a swat to her diaper instead. Summer wondered how many times Valerie thought she'd done this before... And, even worse, how many times it would happen again if she didn't stop it.

Chapter Eighteen At long last, a sliver of light cut into the darkness. Anxiously, she pushed herself onto her hands and knees, staring at it, almost wishing she could run into it, if only because it was something new, something different from what she'd been stuck with since she'd woken up however long ago that had been. She was also hoping that, with someone else to witness its existence, the crib would melt back into her actual bed - still not ideal, if it did that every night, but it was less humiliating in a way if she was the only one who knew what she was sleeping in. Unfortunately, as that tiny line of light paused, then began growing bigger, nothing else seemed to change. The bars stayed up, and solid, and the sleeper stayed wrapped around her in its warm embrace. She could see a figure standing in the doorway, though she couldn't make out who it was while her eyes still struggled to get used to illumination again. She wasn't sure who she hoped for, but it wasn't the person she heard speak. "Oof... I guess I was right. I bet you wish you smelled like baby powder, huh, Miss Stinky-Drawers?" Summer winced as Heather's features became clearer as she made her way into the room before flipping on the lights. She looked ever so slightly taken aback by the sight of the crib, and the sleeper, but it took only a moment for the shock to turn to pleasure. She walked up to the crib, reaching in between the bars to pat the back of Summer's diaper through her sleeper. "That feels nice and full," she commented, laughing at Summer's angry glare. "Don't give me that look, little lady, or I'll leave you in here until noon. Is that what you want?" Even though she had no idea how long that would be, Summer found herself shaking her head vehemently, not wanting to stay here any longer than necessary. Even if it meant letting Heather see her dirty diaper, change it, wipe her filthy bottom, she wanted out of the crib. And preferably the sleeper. And, ideally, diapers, or Pull-Ups, or any kind of disposable undergarments, though she was sure that would be happening. "Well, I guess I could let you out," Heather pondered to herself, tapping on the crib bars thoughtfully, "but I think you should do something for me." Summer hesitated. There was no way anything Heather could request would be pleasant. On the other hand, she was her only chance of escape. Val might come check on her, but Heather could easily say Summer was sick, and she didn't want Val to catch whatever she has. She was sure Heather would have no problem extending the sentence from noon until whenever her mom got home, too, if she wanted to. Wearily, Summer nodded. "Great!" Heather exclaimed, ducking back out into the hallway for a moment, bringing in a rocking horse. It was pink, plastic, and clearly well-used and well-loved. Summer had no doubt it belonged to Heather's sister, or that even she had outgrown it. "I know it looks small," Heather said as she set it down on th bedroom floor, "but I have a feeling that won't be a problem for you, now will it?" Summer's blood ran cold for a moment as she stared up at the girl, wondering if she'd misheard the words, or misunderstood them. Up until now, it had seemed like, no matter what crazy stuff was going on, everyone just seemed to ignore it, to see the result of the spell rather than the magic in motion. Was she wrong? Did everyone know that she'd been cursed somehow? Why weren't they helping her?! She heard some clicks from above her as Heather unlocked the side of the crib, sliding it down. Even without getting out, Summer felt a hundred times less claustrophobic - not that she normally was, but after spending so long stuck in there, she felt like she was getting there. She found herself squirming away from Heather's hands, not wanting to go along with this now that it was actually showtime, but there was nowhere to hide. Sure enough, when Summer was plopped down onto the hard plastic seat of the rocking horse, it seemed to expand, making itself just big enough for her to fit on. Only just - she felt the mess in her diaper being forced up against her not only from below, but also from the front and back, and she had a feeling she couldn't have squirmed her way free from the horse's tight grip even if she fancied the idea of trying to make a break for it past Heather. "Well?" Heather said expectantly. "Ride." Summer pouted up at her for a moment, then, reluctantly, pushed the contraption forward. Immediately, it sprang to life, rocking back and forth as usual, but also twisting and bucking beneath her, like a real horse, throwing her up off her seat with the force of its movements, just high enough that the landing sent the contents of her diaper squishing about. She thought she'd felt messy before, but now she was sure there was no part of her beneath that diaper that wasn't completely filthy. She had to admit she was, for once, glad that she was almost certainly not going to be trusted with changing herself. Heather was, of course, snapping pictures, but she didn't seem completely satisfied. After a few minutes, a lightbulb seemed to go off in her head, and she snatched Summer up off of the infernal horse, plopping her back down onto her feet and spinning her around. Summer heard a zipper being undone, felt the welcoming sensation of fresh air on her skin, hardly even caring about the increased odor from her diaper as Heather tugged the sleeper down off of her. It was like being reborn, almost, like shedding her skin. She desperately wanted a shower, or at least a towel. Instead, she got only Heather. "My, my, look at how warm baby was... What did it for you, baby? Was it spending the night in a crib? Or in a full diaper?" Summer bit into her pacifier as Heather's hand pushed up roughly on the crotch of her diaper. "Or maybe it was that nice horsie ride. I know little girls love horsies... I thought your face was looking flushed when you were on there. You were loving that, weren't you?" Summer shook her head frantically, not least of all because, despite being grossed out by the effect the ride was having on her diaper, she hadn't been able to deny her body finding an automatic joy from the movement going on between her legs. It was very faint, as it was hard to feel much going on outside her thick Pamper, but she couldn't deny it had been there. She was, for once, glad for the pacifier, as it kept her from having to try, beyond moving her head. "You naughty, naughty girl," Heather chastised her, seeing through it instantly. "Well, I suppose it's to be expected from a dirty little girl like you, isn't it? After all, who would love a poopy Pamper little girl like you, except her trusty horsie? He doesn't care that you filled your little diapie right up, now does he? Well, far be it from me to keep you two apart." Summer squirmed as she felt herself being picked up and put back on the horse again. This time, she didn't dare move at all, not wanting to start it back up, so Heather reached out with her foot and pushed the front of the horse up, letting it rock back down, then spring into action. Summer whimpered behind her pacifier, wriggling in humiliation and, yes, the first stages of ecstasy. It was the closest she'd had to intimate contact at least since she'd come home for break, maybe even longer, as she couldn't remember if she had a boyfriend at school or not. Despite herself, despite trying to concentrate on the feeling of her mess being made even messier around her, she found herself getting turned on. That, more than almost anything else she'd been through, made her want to cry. How could she be enjoying any part of this? Even knowing it was just from the physical stimulation she was getting, it was still horrifying to consider, especially as she heard the clicking that indicated the whole thing was being photographed. Finally, Heather seemed to get tired of it, and, once again, pulled her off. This time, she nearly fell down, her knees shaking as they were asked to hold her weight. Heather rolled her eyes and picked her back up, resting Summer's diaper on her hip, one hand beneath it, her legs splayed to either side of Heather's body. "All right," she said, bouncing the girl a couple times. "Let's go get you some breakfast!" Summer tried to shake her head, to beg for a diaper change, but Heather was having none of it. "Breakfast is the most important meal of the day," she lectured. "Oh, don't worry, if you're a good girl, I'll let you ride on your horsie some more later."

For example: How many pallets of diapers were lost in the Japanese quake & tsunami? Did this cause the diaper prices to rise? What else do you know about Japanese diapers after the disaster? When I was in Japan for a bit, I admired the kinds of diapers they offered. They (probably) trump the American brands (though I never had the chance to try them.)

granted friends are understanding but non-friends hate us even more so now. I wish somebody would offer to diaper me..

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For me it was the tapes that were the best part of them, I like single tapes, and the Cushies are actually wide enough to hold. The second best design feature is always the prints. Bambino is cute and all but I don't like having a wet diaper on for long, so it's really a waste to me considering the tape system isn't what I prefer. The one thing to remember about the Cushies is that they are actually replicas, not adult diapers made different but baby diapers made larger. I don't remember if I pointed this out before, but what works great for babies doesn't always work as well for adults in design, but that also depends on your skeletal structure. For me the Cushies fit perfectly and leak no more than any other brand while sleeping (they leak a little less because of the tapes actually) but when awake they almost never leak for me (except when I forget to change). For many they are best as a novelty though, exclusive use may not be practical for most body types.

I also bought a pair of the "My First Trainers"! Just washed them and they are great! Puffed up just like you said. Awesomely soft! They look almost identical too actual toddler trainers! Can't wait to give them the first wetting. Highly recommend!!!

I'm considering getting a small pack of these as a novelty to supplement other diapers I may want. It seems pretty nuts, but sometimes that can be very attractive!

I'm afraid they need to change its containment vessel now...

My Cushies sample arrived today. VERY fast. Completely discrete. I'm not too fond of the print, but the diaper is VERY comfortable. Like with all of my diapers, I am wearing it with two Bambino doublers. I'm surprised that I very much like the single tape design! Perhaps it's due to my own small stature but it makes the diaper fit quite perfectly on me. Like a glove, even. The tapes are actually MORE sturdy than my most recent batch of Secure X-Plus. We will see how the diaper holds up (I wear my secures under precisely the same conditions, with perhaps plastic pants to prevent leaking as a failsafe). More soon.

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the one time i emailed them to tell them about the sizing problem... the email i got implied i was fatter than i thought.. or rather a larger size than i thought..... i offered to send them a picture of the measuring tape around my waist/hips, along with how a molicare, abena and tena large all fit me quite fin and how their abu large barely tapes... i never heard back. So yes, I had a bad experience with them... and I personally will not be purchasing again from them anytime soon. I also know I am not the only person who has an issue with their inadequate sizing. ...

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I thought it was about how radiation sickness started with upset stomachs. But I realized it was an analogy meant to teach children about the nuke incident.

I apologize, I did not mean to start a debate here, but everyone should understand; Gays and lesbians are in the public eye right now, and as a result people out there think they are a threat.

Only time will tell whether this diaper even is worth $3 per diaper even as a novelty diaper...I am willing to bet the absorbency is even with a Bambino or Molicare or less. Of course the design is cute - but not enough to justify in my mind the price for such a novelty of a diaper. Gotta pay the bills :-)

I just recently got a case of the Teddies in and have gone through about 15 of them and have had no problems...if that helps at all.

I can't wait to get some. I'd probably just order a 10 pack as it'd be a novelty. If you honestly realize what this diaper is, then $3 per diaper, isn't too bad. Yeah, $300 for a case, but it's a case of 100 too. Still $3 per unit but Bambino's wind up being $1.60 per unit for large or $160 for 100 diapers. These new abu type of diapers are more of a novelty diaper, as are many other print diapers. Not something you'd likely wear as a regular diaper. Just when you're in the mood. I have trouble filling the Bambino diapers(or diapers like it under another name) to capacity before I feel there's too much of an odor and in need of a change unless I'm drinking lots of fluids. Also, I like diaper changes, so why would I only want one per day? Either way, I think this will be a great new diaper, to have fun with, play around in and enjoy the thickness and absorbency. It's much more than just $3 and super absorbent. It's very babyish and has a cute print in my opinion. Very much like a baby diaper. The die hard bambino fans probably wouldn't have any trouble paying another $1 per diaper if they made them twice as thick and a full print. Many of us just need to remember...if you want a super thick, babyish printed, over the top diaper with all the features, you're gonna have to pay. Simple as that!! What do you expect a diaper like this to cost anyway??? Be realistic. It's like buying anything. There's the base model, the middle of the road and the over the top. This one's over the top! May not fit everyone's niche but it's probably worth the cost. It's not like ABU is paying the same cost for this diaper as they are for the Cushie and raking in tons of extra money. Knowing ABU, the price will likely drop eventually too.

The gay/lesbian community catches almost a third the hell that lifestyle fetishists catch.

It would be so awesome...at first. While one can dream about fillig a diaper full of poopy multiple times, the true fact is that diapers are not made for such abuse. What this means is that you would be spilling everywhere, all the time. On the floor, in public, in bed, everywhere. And if you wanted to fill your diapers this much, and didn't want spillovers, you would have to chage so many times it would become a full time f*cking job. Sorry, but this aint happening.

Meh, lots of businesses do that, most in real life, do you really think "4 out of 5" prefer something? It's just another medium, same tactic. I firmly believe in "try before you buy" ... samples are the way to go, and I do try to get samples of any product I buy before buying much, because the companies will always spread the message that their product is better than others.

In my eye this story went off course with what you just did reason is I understand magic part with sleeper but you went of course when she got up everything stay it should went back to normal . I would had this poor girl go through the baby part that night but maybe have the magic thing disappears with sleep and crib and she start crying and her mom come in find her in mess diaper. Then Here mom could get clean up and tell you will wear diaper all the time now and have other girl humiliation of her. To me this would be better on less what wrote with baby part in morning is dream in all but if not it went off course with last plot however don't get wrong but thing it should be fix little to keep plot going right it your story those just my option.

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this story is nothing butt child abuse. what *** is wrong with people.