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Sure it could be anyone claiming to be working for them and just make that stuff up but the whole point of reporting it as "proof" would open an investigation.

(Sorry if this is a bit gross to some lol). But how do you feel about messing? Is it enjoyable? I personally like the feeling of messing more than wetting, it's just a more comfy feel to me. I love the squishy, warm, and messy feel it has. It literally feels like having a banana in the back of your diaper xD. The only problem is the clean

Mailman brought me an awesome collection of "big boy" print waterproof pants, and some regular vinyls in bright colors for when I'm not feeling so big Also, some thick and lovely pre-fold cloth diapers! http://changingtimesdiaperco.com/

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Having a fairly bad day, so you'd think rain would depress me more, but instead it made me laugh. A few minutes ago it was raining in front yeard, and no where. Neighbors were dry and sunny, back yard was dry and sunny, Just my own personal gloom cloud over my porch and driveway. Storm cell must have developed right over me, and is now spreading out in all directions.

Reminds me of when I walked home from the shop the other day... Sun shining so brightly I can barely see and a single solitary cloud raining on me my whole walk home!

Yeah I think that was pointed out before but when I tried editing it, it didn't work for some reason. I will try again.

This company is well known around these parts as being decidedly dodgy. The idea that they are a front for something seriously criminal is something I have heard for a long time and try to tell anyone who mentions the company to avoid them. My advice is avoid going to their website and to advise others to do the same if you see them talking about it. As for this post, the proof seems to just be the Omegle chat... It is a random chat with someone that could have been anyone, I didn't look through every picture but if we are only using what one random person is saying with no verifying it is true then this is most likely a troll. A few things about the chats in the few images I looked at didn't really make sense... I would suspect that the anonymous person is making the story up. If there is verification in a picture I didn't look or elsewhere maybe someone could point me in that direction.

Sorry that you're going through this. It sounds like you're doing a fantastic job, though. Going to see teachers and to a tutoring center is exactly what a fantastic student does, especially this early in the semester (speaking as both a teacher and a student, here). So your profs appreciate it, I'm sure. I wish I had some advice for fighting with yourself, but I'm afraid that I don't have the same experience with anxiety/depression. I guess I mainly wanted you to know that I read this, and that I believe in you!

I like this chapter. Sad it is done but j think it ended in a great way. Such a loving tone the whole story had.

So here is the fourth and final part. It was fun to write this story and I'm glad it was so well received by other people here. If anyone is interested in exploring the possibility of having their ideas turned into stories then send me a message. --- The pair of them walked around the corner into the living room to see Emma playing with her dolls on the floor in front of the TV. She didn’t look up immediately as they walked in, she was too engrossed in her dolls and the tea party they were having. “I’m going to go upstairs and read a bit, may have a bit more sleep.” Janet said to Bobby in a quiet voice, “Why don’t you go play with Emma?” Bobby nodded slowly and with a little squeeze he felt Janet let go of his hand and retreat back upstairs. Bobby took a few steps forward and then crouched down in front of Emma and her little doll games. Emma finally noticed she wasn’t alone and looked up to see the man in his shortalls and pacifier. She smiled, not because she was making fun but because she had found someone to play with. Being an only child could get lonely so having a playmate was always welcome no matter who it was! “Wanna play?” Emma asked as she picked up one of her male dolls and held it out for Bobby to take. Bobby, his mouth still filled with the bulb of his pacifier nodded shyly and took the doll. He let Emma dictate the game and basically just followed her commands as he lay down on his stomach and joined in the tea party. For the next hour that was how Bobby spent his time. Janet came down once to see how things were going and smiled warmly when she saw Bobby making Emma laugh and clearly enjoying himself with her little games. She had quickly undone the buttons on the seat of Bobby’s clothes and then proclaimed a little loudly that Bobby was wet but didn’t need a change yet. Bobby had blushed at her accurate description of his underwear and Emma giggled when she heard her mother’s assessment. “Don’t worry.” Emma had said as Janet did up Bobby’s shortalls, “I don’t care if you need diapers. You are my friend.” Bobby had felt genuinely touched by Emma’s words and was glad to lisp around the dummy that Emma was his friend too. Janet had gone back upstairs afterwards, she said she was going for a long bath, leaving Bobby and Emma in the living room playing their games. The pair of them had been playing with the dolls and laughing for so long that Bobby lost track of the time and right in the middle of one of his dolls and one of Emma’s dolls arranging a new picnic he felt his tummy suddenly rumble. He froze in place as he instantly realised that he hadn’t been to the bathroom that morning and his rumbling tummy could only mean one thing. He shifted up so that he was sitting on his knees as he felt a sudden cramp hit his intestines that was telling him his stomach had been ignored for too long and soon there wouldn’t be a choice as to where and when he would be going to the bathroom. Bobby started to stand up. He knew Janet was in the bath but perhaps she would let him in to use the toilet, he wasn’t even sure if his body would give him enough time to get the shortalls and diaper off. As Bobby straightened up he felt another cramp hit and he felt himself release a little gas. Bobby became acutely aware that even moving at this point would be troublesome for his digestive system. “Are you OK?” Emma asked. She was still sitting on the floor and looking up at Bobby with a concerned expression. Bobby couldn’t respond but instead tried to slowly back out of the room. As he took the first step he felt a solid log halfway escape his body, he stopped moving but it was already too late. Bobby felt his body cramp again and this time there was nothing he could do to prevent the inevitable. He squatted slightly and felt the back of his diaper suddenly start expanding as he was compelled to mess himself. After the first log was pushed out Bobby took a deep breath, pushed again and felt a few smaller and softer lumps emerge and spread over the back of his diaper. Bobby pinched off the last of the mess with a grunt and instantly felt better from a digestive point of view. “Uh oh.” Emma said slowly as she stood up. It must have been obvious what had just happened Bobby thought to himself as he stood slightly hunched over and not wanting to move at all. Even slight movements were spreading the mess and the warm sticky mush in the seat of his diaper was not too pleasant. Bobby suddenly started feeling horrible. How could he allow this to happen? What would Janet say? What if she kicked him out? The mess started to rapidly cool and Bobby could start to smell the odour permeate the room. The unmistakeable smell of someone who had pooped their pants. Bobby started sobbing. He felt awful and he wanted out of this dirty diaper right away, so he did what a baby does when they have soiled themselves. He started wailing. “I’ll get mommy.” Emma said. She stood up with a worried look on her face and ran past Bobby and up the stairs. Bobby felt himself shaking as the tears streamed down his face. He reached back with his hand and could feel the extra squishiness in the back of his diaper. He thought that he could feel a noticeable lump but he wasn’t sure. About a minute later Bobby heard the sound of footsteps on the stairs as Emma came running down them again. She walked right up to Bobby and Bobby could see the moment the smell hit her as she winced slightly and stopped moving towards him. “Mommy says to go upstairs and wait in her room.” Emma instructed the man with the messy pants. Bobby nodded tearfully and slowly shuffled up the stairs. It felt really uncomfortable and every step made him wince as he felt the mess spread but he carried on walking until he arrived in Janet’s bedroom where he stood somewhat awkwardly by the bed. Just a few seconds later Janet came into the room. She was naked except for her dressing gown and she was still wet in places from her bath. She took one look at Bobby, sniffed the air and then pursed her lips. “You poor baby.” She said compassionately as she laid a towel on the bed, “Come here and lay down and we will get you changed sweetie.” Bobby allowed Janet to take off his shortall before, still sobbing loudly, he shuffled to the bed and laid down on top of the towel. When he sat down he felt the poop spread even further as it was squashed against the bed and he sobbed even louder. Janet locked her bedroom door and came over to the bed. She carefully pulled the tapes off the diaper and lowered the front with some trepidation to reveal the full extent of the damage. After some prodigious cleaning she pulled the used diaper out, balled it up and taped a new diaper on Bobby who sobbed through the whole process. He felt terrible for making Janet change such a horrible diaper and he felt ashamed of himself for making the mess in the first place. Even when he was fully cleaned and in a new diaper he still wouldn’t calm down. Janet sat on the bed next to Bobby and tried to soothe him. “It’s OK baby, accidents happen.” She said rubbing Bobby’s arm. Bobby couldn’t calm down, he felt so bad and so embarrassed for what had happened that he still thought he was going to be kicked out or something. Janet looked at Bobby for a second. She thought she had an idea of what might calm the man down. She shifted back against the headboard of the bed and indicated that Bobby should move over next to her. When Bobby climbed over to sit next to her, Janet suddenly took the man in her arms and shifted his position slightly so that he was lying across her lap. He was still sobbing almost uncontrollably. “I know what will calm you down.” Janet said with a smile. As she spoke she opened her dressing gown and revealed her huge breasts. Bobby eyes went to the size of dinner plates as he stared at the huge mounds in front of him. He felt really embarrassed for some reason, like he was looking at something he shouldn’t see. He looked away and closed his eyes mumbling an apology in between sobs that had slowed down due to the sudden distraction. Janet took her free hand and put it against the side of Bobby’s face. She gently pushed and turned Bobby head to face her again. His sobbing was basically just a few hiccups at this point and he slowly opened his eyes a little bit. Janet used the hand on the back of Bobby’s head to gently push his face towards her waiting nipple. She could see the anxiety on Bobby’s face. A mixture of worry, excitement and mystery. Bobby could see the end of Janet’s nipple up close. He could see a tiny drop of milk already sitting there glistening in the sun streaming through the window. He opened his mouth when he was just inches away and felt his head pushed against the breast. For a second he just laid there not sure what to do with his mouth forming a seal over Janet’s nipple. “Just like the bottle, baby.” Janet whispered encouragingly. Bobby tentatively sucked the nipple once and when he felt a few drops of milk in his mouth he started slowly increasing in speed until he was nursing from Janet just like a real baby. The milk tasted fantastic and Bobby wanted as much as he could get. It took about a minute for Bobby to realise that the milk he was tasting here was the same as the milk he had tasted in the bottle. That same addictive sweetness that Bobby just could not get enough of. His crying subsided completely and he closed his eyes, sighing in complete relaxation as he continued to drink from Janet. He felt all his worries and concerns about everything that had happened that morning wash away as the milk continued to flow into Bobby’s mouth. Bobby brought his hands up to Janet’s breast and used them to get a better grip as he flicked her nipple with his tongue and sucked desperate to get every drop of milk. He was almost totally oblivious to anything outside of his nursing. After a couple of minutes Janet used a finger to break the seal Bobby had created. Bobby felt Janet creating space between them and he frowned slightly, he wanted more milk, it was very addictive to him and he didn’t want to stop nursing. “Don’t worry!” Janet said with a small laugh when she saw the man’s desperate face. She indicated that Bobby should turn around so that he was laying across her lap from a different direction. Bobby didn’t even wait for Janet to position his head this time. As soon as he was laying across her he took the breast with his hand and hungrily latched on and began drinking again. After a few seconds where no milk was forthcoming Bobby started feeling that sweet milk filling his mouth again. He very quickly re-established his rhythm and continued to nurse like the a very hungry baby. After a minute or so of drinking from the second teat Bobby felt warning signs from his bladder that it was full and wanted emptying. Bobby didn’t even try to hold on and with a deep sigh he felt urine splash off of the front of his nappy and then start absorbing into the padding. The warmth spread throughout the diaper without Bobby pausing his drinking. Janet could just about see the front of the diaper’s wetness indicator changing which let her know her nursing baby was wetting himself. Eventually, after a couple of minutes, Janet pried Bobby of off her and started covering up her large chest. Bobby sat up and felt a little bit of milk running down his face which he eagerly licked up. He felt so much calmer than earlier when he was being changed. He let out a sudden and involuntarily loud burp which caused both himself and Janet to laugh. Janet sat up and leaned in close to Bobby. She grabbed him into a tight hug and squeezed him softly. “You can be my baby for as long as you want, Bobby” She said quietly in Bobby’s ear, “I mean it.” Bobby squeezed Janet back and knew that he wanted to be her baby forever. He couldn’t put into words how much it meant to him to hear what she said but he knew she could feel the emotions that he was feeling. For the first time in his life Bobby felt loved and like part of a family. Epilogue Bobby sat next to Emma on the couch as the bright colours of the children’s TV show washed over him. He watched as the cartoon animals dances and sang. Emma was clapping along and singing along and Bobby had even joined in a few times. It had been three months since Bobby had first been beast fed by Janet and since then Bobby had made huge adjustments in his life. He hadn’t used the toilet once since that day, his diapers had become a permanent part of his life and he no longer even thought about using the bathroom. He accepted being checked several times a day by Janet and being taken for a change whenever required. Emma was able to stay dry the whole time during those three months and Janet seemed to believe that seeing Bobby in diapers was helping her stay out of them. She had even started attending a pre-school nearby and she would come home each day and excitedly relay all the things she did and games she played whilst away. Bobby found himself quite listless when she was away, he had come to count on Emma as his closest friend and when she wasn’t there to play with he found himself at a loss of things to do. Bobby had found himself thinking less and less about when he needed the bathroom and the potty training that most people reinforced every day by visiting the toilet started to wane. Bobby just didn’t think about when he needed to go and instead just wet and filled his diapers whenever he felt the slightest need to go. As a result of that he found that even if he did try hold his bladder or bowels that after a few seconds they would empty anyway. Janet had been true to her word about Bobby being a baby as much as he wanted and she was very accommodating of the new baby in the house. If nothing she was happy that it gave Emma someone to play with each day which meant Janet could focus on other things. “Time for bed, little ones.” Janet said as she came into the room and turned off the television. “I’m not little!” Emma exclaimed with a pout. “Sorry dear. Time for bed little one AND Emma.” Janet said pacifying her daughter. Emma smiled and stood up and trotted up the stairs. Bobby stood up too, the crinkling sounded extra loud in the suddenly quiet room and he followed Emma up the stairs. Janet headed up last and after going into Emma’s bedroom and saying good night she came into Bobby’s room. Janet came over to the bed and checked Bobby’s diaper. He was still relatively dry so no change was needed. She tucked in the covers and gave Bobby a kiss on the forehead before saying goodnight and heading to her own bedroom. That night Bobby woke up very suddenly. He sat bolt upright and was covered in sweat, this wasn’t an unusual occurrence in the last few weeks. He had been having trouble with nightmares, memories of his past which weren’t too pleasant. Bobby slowly got out of bed and stood up. He felt his diaper heavily sag beneath him. The nightmare had clearly lead to him wetting in his sleep, this was also not an unusual occurrence recently. He trudged out of his room in the darkness. The crinkling of his diaper the only sound in the otherwise silent and dark house. He walked all the way along the corridor to Janet’s bedroom. He softly knocked on the door but there was no response. He knocked again, this time a bit louder and heard a sleepy sounding Janet say “Come in.” Bobby pushed the door open and stepped inside. The room was dark but slightly illuminated by Janet’s bedside light which she had fallen asleep before turning off. Bobby walked over to Janet’s bed and climbed up next to and laid down. “Another nightmare?” Janet asked tiredly. Bobby nodded silently. Janet pushed herself into a sitting position and patted her lap. As she did so she unbuttoned her pyjama top and pulled out one of her ample breasts. Bobby hurriedly got into the now familiar position and started feeding, eagerly drawing the milk from Janet’s perky nipple. As Bobby fed he felt himself calm down and slowly found his heartbeat, which had been racing after his nightmare, return to normal. Janet yawned and as she fed Bobby she reached down with her hand and felt Bobby’s diaper. She cupped the diaper with her hand and noticed it was much wetter than it had been when Bobby was put to sleep. Janet closed her eyes and waited for Bobby to finish, she rocked him slightly as he was drinking until she suddenly felt no pressure on her breast. She opened her eyes and looked down. The young man’s eyes were closed and a thin stream of milk was running out of his mouth and down his face, Bobby had fallen asleep. Janet smiled down at the young man who looked so at peace with the world. She felt her heart swell with maternal love for the man who had so clearly needed a mommy ever since he arrived at her house. Janet very softly laid Bobby down in her bed next to her and laid down again herself. She flicked off the light on her bedside table and closed her eyes. “Thank you mommy.” She heard Bobby whisper in the darkness before the pair of the fell asleep.

Hmm I should think not. Leaving some one innocent is never a good thing to be done.

good ol youtube poops

Started to become incontinent back in 2013 due to diabetic, neuropathy, and fibromyalga, fibroneuropathy

HRT, Day 1!!!! It has begun!

Just found this story, and cannot wait for more - Elfy you are getting better and better!

There was another where Kaos was sneaking messages in talking dolls.

Personally, I believe that the old owner was a terrible person and a terrible business person. ABU was practically blacklisted to stay away. The customer service was atrocious. Then you had the same person offering a brand of diapers that were known for questionable activities. He sponsored questionable websites on his web page. He would accept money, and not deliver products and would offer no communication what so ever. Casey on the other hand basically took a brand from being a resented, horrific, and disgusting image and flipped the ship back over and took all the punches from people. I thought it was a horrible idea to keep the name. Casey has made it the best experience possible. I wouldn't be upset if the name would change, just to get rid of the memory of what ABU once was. It took a lot to order from ABU again after all the crap that it was. It took everything I had to purchase my first time. The past still haunts me in a way, but I've gotten over it as Casey has set the bar really high in this small corner of a market and made it very difficult to surpass. If you do order from this person at netdiapers, be very aware that you are dealing with a potential con man that has supported websites involving pedophilia. A person that cared nothing about customers. A liar. A thief. Stay away!

I'm completely open talking to anyone about my incontinence issues but the whole AB/LG is my secret

When Mommy is doing the changing I have my pink blankie and pacifier, and if not the pacifier, my thumb.

Stanley, at 33 years of age, you really ought to know how to divide a 'block of script' into paragraphs.