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Preamble This story takes place in the 'New Beginnings' world of "Rehabilitating Cathy." However, it involves a different aspect of the world and introduces a new technology. Readers contrasting this story with "Rehabilitating Cathy" will find it significantly less 'hard core' though not without strong sexual elements and scenarios. Stylistically this story is an experiment. Rather than have the entire plot entirely framed out and mostly written as I start, I plan to construct this story as a number of self-contained vignettes. These vignettes will, largely, involve the same characters in various combinations. After I have done presenting all of the bits and pieces you will be able to assemble a sequential story out of them, but they will be presented out of sequence. I will endeavor to avoid deus ex machina by presenting key facts before scenarios that depend on them. But it may require some rereading, analysis, and reflection to figure out just what is going on and how all of the machinery operates.

I got on my flight in Miami last Friday around 1pm and was to get into Portland oregon late friday night......now for the rest of the story. I am incont to pee and sometimes have bowel movements that hit suddenly so i am diapered full time. Partially need, partially choice. The doctor has said they can do some things and start me on some meds, but for now i have chose not to. I enjoy the feeling of a wet diaper and the occasional poo. So as i said above i was flying home after being gone all week on business. I had just left a meeting friday morning and went straight to the airport to fly home. I was wearing a cami, jacket and knee length skirt. I always travel with a diaperbag and had put 4 in it that morning figuring that would get me home......wrong. Someplace between Miami and Chicago they lost my checked bagaged with my extra diapers and stuff. When i got to Chicago i changed and added an extra liner for some reason, i dont usually do unless i expect it to be a long time. My next flight was to Denver, this is where i lost it. Our connecting flight was first dalayed and then finally cancelled....(increased stress = more dirty diapers) while waiting i used up all my spares (ugh). I looked and of course there are no diapers avalable. While waiting i realized I was very full and going to need a change soon. I finally talked with the girl at the counter and explained my problem and asked if they could get my checked bag so i could get more diapers. After an hour she finally ttells me they cant find my bag......(more stress). My bladder dumps again while i am standing at the counter and i can feel the pee leaking out of my soaked diaper and pad down my legs into my knee length boots. Thank god the skirt is long enough to hid it, but there is no way i can sit down without soiling my skirt. I loose it at this point crying. The girl at the counter doesnt know what to think. I whisper to her what happened and the crying continues a bit. She was such a dear, took me to a private restroom to allow me to clean up. She goes down to the travel store and buys me some grandma panties. I clean up the best i can, my skirt is damp now. I add 2 of the huge maxi pads that come from the vending machines in the restroom, knowing they wont hold much. I had a pair of dress slacks in my diaper bag and changed into them. All while i am getting cleaned up, she calls Walgreens in Denver and orders some Depends briefs for me and has them taxied out to the airport for me (all on the airlines dime :-) ) I appreciate her effort and changed doubling up knowing they will leak too. It is now 11pm and they completly cancel my flight and rebook me for tomarrow. At this point my bowels start to rumble While taking the (very full) shuttle to the hotel my bowels suddenly release noisly. Here is a professionally dressed woman in a bus full of people and a wet noisly poo fills her diapper. I was slighly embaressed with all the stares from the noise, but the looks when the smell waifted around was too much, i lost it again crying. We finally get to the hotel and i am allowed to be the first to check in. My pants were soiled and wet from the buss ride. I changed and bagged my clothing and had the front desk take it to an all night cleaners. When i woke up the next morning my clothing was not on my door....omg I call the front desk and they inform me that it is downstairs and i can come get them......I am about to loose it again. I explain to the 18yo blonde that unless she wants me prancing down to the lobby in just a diaper (i sent all my clothing to the cleaner) she will have it delivered. She finally agrees and about 10 min later there is a knock on the door, i peep out and it is the girl. I ask her to leave it on the door. She says she needs cash or a credit card.....ugh. I wrap in a towel and open the door, while getting my cash my towel falls off and she stairs at me, OMG you really do wear diapers.....yes sweetie i tell her. at this point i care less about my. modisty and just pay the bill and she leaves. I get dresed and to make this long story shorter, make it home finally, but the airline still has no clue where my bags are. I have to fly to Texas next week and will make sure i have a large carryon full of diapers and spare cloths. Until next time Barb

So as an update I went to the doctor. I had to fast for 13 hours before the blood tests/urine test and because I was nervous about having a wet diaper on my first visit I peed in the toilet every 15-20 minutes after my shower. I showered at 11:30, my appointment was at 1:00. I went to the gas station and peed there noticing it took some time to pee, meaning my bladder was probably low. I get to the doctors office and ask to use the bathroom because I felt the need, but I couldn't pee. I don't know if it was nerves or what. I decide I might as well hold it for that actual urine test anyway. So when it came time or that. I can't pee. I think to myself, great, I place OAB on my sheet and now I can't pee. I drink a lot of water, still nothing. I apologize to the nurse and she says no problem try again. She leads me to the exam room and I drink more water. I go back, still nothing, back to the exam room, drink more, back to bathroom and finally some comes out, about a cups worth. Doctor comes in, and I am not sure if he could tell I was diapered from the bulge but he didn't say anything. He asks me the basic health questions and the. Says, so did you want to do anything for your OAB? I said I have had it for years and handle it myself, and he said ok. I admitted to hearing horror stories of the medications and he nodded. Towards the end he said that for my migraines I might be able to take drugs with low chance of side affects, I said I would pass on hype too and admitted that the urine drugs would dehydrate me more leading to more headaches. He agreed and said that the bladder medicines also often cause dizziness. I told him I am comfortable with my choices. I am am getting a throat exam though because of difficulty swallowing. Then he did the physical part if the exam, listened to my heart, breathing, had me lie down and check my chest, and stomach. All this, without me taking off any clothes. He then said everything looks ok, you can go get your blood drawn. I asked, don't I need a testicle exam? He said not at my age. That seemed really weird to me. Then while getting my blood drawn I pee my diaper because of all that water. It burned a little. I think I have hurt my urethra straining so much to fill that damn cup. Now I am peeing every 15 minutes and my urethra feels sore like when you take a catheter out. I am going to pound cranberry juice in case it is the start of a uti, and if it is, guess it is good they already have a urine sample to see and alert me. Still, I was shocked at how easy that all was. No referral to a urologist, nothing. I don't know if I should be grateful or concerned. Maybe because I mentioned this has been going on for years, but I did tell him I have never told a doctor before. I never mentioned diapers, and he never brought them up. I am guessing he didn't have to because when he was feeling around he had to have seen. He said not to worry, everyone has a health secret they don't want out there. So... Yeah, now I guess OAB is on my record and I am good to go. Spargano

Lith also bowel inco john has some of the best advice on here for us look up his posts diapers are not easy but most on here pick them over the meds good luck you have frinds here

If I had a medical condition, maybe But as a fetish, hell no

Saw it last night. Love how the opening is a Bree street, then Peter Jackson walks on, crunches a carrot, then the camera lingers on the Prancing Pony sign, because that summarises half the film: Peter Jackson walks in front of Tolkien's work, does something loud, intrusive and pointless, then there's a Fellowship of the Ring callback. Things like Tauriel healing Fili reek of trying to give you a flash of that early-noughties joy and not on its own merit.

I wear every night but since I don't live alone, I can't use them all the time. On weekends and days off when my brother is not at my house, I can put on a diaper and

I was a bedwetter until around the age of 14 and it was very embarrassing up until that point because I could hardly ever spend the night at my friend's houses out of fear of my secret being discovered or even worse having an accident during the middle of the night!

there's one called dailydiapers.com you should check it out. -piper

haha sis! <3