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If you are interested send me a message. --- Chapter 23 – Choices and Plans When Saturday rolled around and Sarah opened her eyes she could immediately feel the butterflies in her stomach fluttering away. This was a big day and she was very nervous for what it would bring. She knew that Nick would be off to the football and she knew that she would be seeing Kirsty for the first time in a week, the first time since she had been put in nappies. The potential for embarrassment was huge. What would Kirsty think of her for allowing this to happen even if it was to save the marriage? It was hard to believe she had been in the padding non-stop for so long already. It still felt so alien to Sarah with every crinkle a horrible reminder of the position she was in. She was ready to be out of them for good and, if nothing else, this experience had taught her that Nick was nowhere near as reformed as she thought he was. She still had work to do. As Sarah sat up in the crib she yawned and looked out the window. The sun was already up but she had no idea what time it was. The sound of cars on the main road nearby made her assume it was mid-morning already. Sarah felt a slight pressure in her bladder as she sat up and knew what was coming. Climbing to her feet and squatting down, Sarah felt a hot stream of urine hit the bottom of the padding. She sighed as she waited for her bladder to finish emptying. After a week of nappies she had got use to the feeling of using them. She hated being made to wet herself but at least she still had full control, Sarah had been very observant of her control and made sure to hold on whenever she could to not weaken her bladder in the same way her husband had. Sarah sat back down on the mattress when she was done and sighed again as the heat of her freshly wet nappy slowly creeped throughout the bottom of the nappy. She had no option now but to sit there and wait for her husband to release her, a prospect that she both welcomed and dreaded. --- Nick slowly stirred from his peaceful slumber all alone in the huge double bed. He was spread out across the soft mattress in just his nappy, which was unsurprisingly soaked. Nick had enjoyed a couple of beers at the computer after putting Sarah to bed and the results were now in the padding around his waist. With a smile and a stretch, Nick slowly sat up and yawned. According to the bedside clock it was already mid-morning, he had been having an impromptu lie-in. Nick couldn’t stay in bed for long though since he had his day out planned. Standing up, Nick felt his heavy diaper droop between his legs slightly. He reached down and cupped the bottom of the nappy between his legs, the warm wetness felt good against his skin and he suddenly had a change of heart. Nick sat back down on the bed and cupped his nappy. He could feel his tool twitching inside the warm padding already and he smiled naughtily as he laid back on the bed with his legs hanging over the edge. Putting his hand on the front of his nappy, Nick started rubbing the puffed out padding against himself. He couldn’t help but let out a small moan as he felt the saturated material gently encase his penis. Nick would never admit it to anyone else but masturbating in a wet nappy like this felt a lot better than using his hand alone. The heavy nappy wrapped around him and the extra contact and weight increased the stimulation to his sensitive genitals. Nick quickly picked up the pace of his self-stimulation as he rubbed with more and more desperation. He wasn’t interested in making this a prolonged pleasure session, he just wanted a release to relax him for the day ahead. Nick’s second hand went to the front of his nappy and joined in the action as he felt himself reaching completion. He closed his eyes as he reached the peak of pleasure and then grunted as he went over the edge and came into the front of the padding. His rubbing slowed and then stopped as he sighed in contentment and let his arms drop to the side of his body. When Nick finally stood up he stretched and adjusted his crotch with a bit of a grimace. He walked out of the bedroom and down the landing, he pushed the nursery door open and yawned as he walked inside. Walking over to the changing table, Nick jumped up and laid back. He was aware of Sarah’s eyes on him as he pulled the tapes off his nappy. When he looked down he became aware that the front of the padding had seen better days and he wondered if Sarah noticed that the padding was all broken up. If she did see that she would probably guess what had happened which would be a little embarrassing for Nick. Nick pulled the used nappy away, folded it up haphazardly and dropped it on the floor beside the changing table. Reaching down for a fresh nappy he quickly placed it underneath him and taped it up. He would be lying if he said he wasn’t nervous about wearing a diaper to the football match but it wasn’t like there was much choice. When Nick was done, he jumped down and headed to the crib which he dropped the side of. He smiled in satisfaction to see his wife’s nappy was also soaked, the wetness indicator changing colour to let anyone nearby know what she had done. Nick watched Sarah waddle over to the changing table and lay down. She didn’t say a word to Nick and just allowed her husband to remove her wet nappy and replace it with a dry one. Once the nappies were changed, Nick led his wife downstairs and into the dining room. Sarah didn’t expect anything else so she jumped up into the high chair and let Nick lower the tray in front of her. The routine was so ingrained by now that Sarah didn’t say anything, she just sighed as Nick walked through to the kitchen. Nick got two bowls out and placed them on the kitchen counter. He lazily took cereal and milk out and placed them on the side as well, he was still naked except for his nappy but it was yet another in a long line of warm days. He yawned as he poured out his cereal and was just about to pick the bowls up when he had a devious idea. Opening up the medicine drawer, Nick pulled out some powdered laxatives that dissolved in drinks. He thought that maybe Kirsty should get a little present when he dropped Sarah off, he smiled at his own idea as he ripped open three of the sachets and poured them into Sarah’s cereal. Taking a spoon and mixing it in he looked closely and couldn’t really tell the difference between the two bowls. It occurred to him as he stood up that his wife could very well have done the same thing to him at one point or another. He certainly wouldn’t put it past her. “Here you go.” Nick said with sickly sweet insincerity as he placed one of the bowls on the high chair’s tray. Nick sat down with his own breakfast and tried to hide his wide smile when Sarah started eating. He began eating his own food and thought about the day ahead. Nick’s nerves were starting to fray and he felt the butterflies in his stomach, he hadn’t seen his friends in a while and going to a busy football match brought all kinds of worries. When the two of them had both finished with their breakfast, Nick unlocked Sarah and led her back upstairs. It was only when he started climbing the stairs that he belatedly realised his nappy was wet already, only a little damp but enough for him to notice. He didn’t remember it happening which was a concern. “Get yourself dressed.” Nick ordered Sarah as they reached the nursery, “And make it something suitably babyish. If I think you look too grown up you’ll be going to Kirsty’s in nothing but the padding around your waist.” Sarah winced when Nick reached down and patted her nappy. She turned away and walked into the nursery, unwilling to face more humiliation. She was starting to wonder how long she could put up with this for. Nick walked into the main bedroom and got dressed in some very casual clothes. His favourite football team’s home shirt and a pair of baggy trousers, clothes that would do a great job of hiding his padded state. He walked back to the nursery and opened the door to see Sarah scowling behind a very pretty pink dress that had little white bows on the hemline. The way Sarah was pouting behind it reminded Nick of a sulking toddler. “You look adorable.” Nick said as he failed to hide his smile. “Shut up…” Sarah replied quietly behind rosy cheeks as she headed for the stairs. It was as the two of them walked downstairs that Sarah felt the first rumbling in her stomach. It didn’t seem like anything too urgent so she just ignored it as she put her shoes on, she had other things to worry about such as going out in such an embarrassing state of dress. They stayed relatively silent as Nick led Sarah to the car. As Sarah was strapped into the child’s seat in the back she took a deep breath, the meeting she was about to have with her best friend would be embarrassing but maybe it would save her. Surely Kirsty would help her out… Nick had his own nerves about meeting his friends but he was confident that he could shield their awkward questions and as long as he was careful there should be no reason for them to find out what had been happening. When Nick got into the car and pulled away from the driveway he belatedly realised that he hadn’t changed out of his wet nappy before leaving the house, he had also neglected to bring a change with him. He should be fine, Nick thought, he wouldn’t be out for too long and would just have to be extra careful. Sarah tried to duck down in her seat as best she could. It was humiliating to be strapped into a toddler seat such as this and it was even worse when she was dressed like this. As the car ran over a pothole in the road she found herself feeling very full and a cramp hit her lower digestive system. She looked down at her tummy worriedly and hoped that she would get to Kirsty’s before anything happened, she was sure her friend would let her use the bathroom. It was only halfway through the quiet drive that a real problem began to develop. Sarah found that the bowel movement that she felt she had plenty of time for was starting to become much more urgent. It was strange as she never usually had such problems. It seemed like only minutes from when she first felt a need for the bathroom till she was at the point where the need was getting urgent. “Are you alright back there?” Nick asked looking in the rear view mirror. Sarah was clutching her tummy and grimacing. She felt like she just wanted to curl up into a ball in private until she felt better, instead she was being driven through town whilst strapped into a seat and unable to move. “I’m… Fine…” Sarah said through gritted teeth as she clutched her stomach. “You don’t look fine.” Nick replied with a knowing smile, “You look like someone who needs the little girl’s room.” “I… Wait. How would you know?” Sarah suddenly grew suspicious. Her husband had a terrible poker face and was looking back at her a little too much. “Oh, you know, I’ve been in that position.” Nick said offhandedly, “Sometimes breakfast can just go right through you…” “NICK!” Sarah suddenly yelled in anger and shock, “Did… Did you put something in my cereal!?” “Now what would make you think I would do a little thing like that?” Nick replied with an exaggerated attempt to sound innocent. “Because I did it to you an-” Sarah was still shouting but now she was shouted down by Nick. “I knew it!” Nick yelled with a laugh, “And you have the gall to yell at me!” “It was different…” Sarah muttered quietly. If she was honest she had no idea why it was different, maybe she just felt that way because it didn’t happen to her. Sarah suddenly winced and leant forward in her seat. No matter what had happened the consequences were going to be the same. Her bowels pushed against the delicate defences of her body, a battle between will and physical limitation. Nick pulled the car over against the curb. They were ten minutes from Kirsty’s house and now Nick was leaning around in his seat with a smile. He was going to watch Sarah soil herself and then leave her for someone else to clean up. “Oh… Wait, wait, wait…” Nick said as if his wife was performing for him. Nick pulled his phone out of his pocket and quickly started recording. He held it up and pointed the screen at the dishevelled looking Sarah.

I feel no need to discuss ABDL with my neighbors, family, vanilla friends, or coworkers.

WHat is the MOST punitive diapers anyone have ever had on? Has it produced a waddle?

28 weeks in (6.5 months): I have a

Prime suspect number one?

Hi Baby Lexi's Mommy. What you and Lexi have done is akin to finding a needle in a haystack! I've read all of the posts and your replies have calmed everyones fears. If I had lost a loved one such as you I'd be inclined to try to do the same thing. Although being a male would make finding the right match even harder. I'm 64

Well I can't give you a slobbery kiss so I will give you a bro hug instead *gives you a bro hug*

Your right as soon as I got ride of some of the cookies that were coming up the site became secure

I win because my friend is sloth and you don't mess with sloth...

Personally I don

It will be a very long time yet before we have widespread tolerance, and that gas to come before we get acceptance Till then I think the best approach is to make sure nothing negative about this happens, and in that all we can do is control our own self and what we do Bettypooh

I don't think ABDL equals LGBT by any means.

Heck spending the day in a wet diaper is a great feeling to hehe.

Who cares? I have a life and no time to chase the public's love. I am an individualist

for some Littles, sexuality gets sorta pushed aside.....many of them i've heard say become pretty much 'asexual" when they're in little space... there are some who use it as a form of sex-play, though I don't know enough to even try to guess at how many might..... and then there are those like me where it kinda gets mashed in together with it..... I suggest talking with your little and see what he wants.....and put some serious thought to what YOU want out of it.....

Cane

I am really new to being a Mommy so I am going on the fly with all the this. Over the Summer though before my Baby and I agreed to all of this we did come up with a few ground rules. 1. Mommy is in charge at all the times. 2. Baby can never tell mommy when they used there diaper. Mommy will do periodic checks and will change when needed. 3. Baby can never take off there diaper. Spanking will happen if she does. 4. baby must eat all food and drink given to her by Mommy. 5. Baby must take naps. 6. Baby must adhere to a strict bedtime. 7. Baby must only watch appropriate Baby/Toddler shows and movies approved by Mommy. 8. Baby cannot use the computer unless it is to play Baby Games on it with Mommy. 9. While out in public baby must always hold Mommies hand. 10. Baby must also address other adults as Mr. or Miss. 11. Baby must wait for Mommy in the morning to get out of her crib and room. 12. Baby will have 2 baths per day. One in the morning and one before bedtime. 13. Baby must only eat food and drink appropriate for her age. 14. Baby must always talk like a baby while at home and with Mommy. 15. Baby is to never use the potty.

here here!! i got a bag of the quatros a few weeks ago, and i can say that i seriously love these diapers!! they're so comfy and soft, plus they hold a good amount. under clothing they are also very quiet. i've had times when i was wearing them, i honestly almost forgot i was wearing them! they were just that soft and comfy!! i need to order more, i only have about 5 or 6 left out of the bag. definitely a diaper that can easily become a daily wearer. add a small booster, and i'm sure i can go all day with them.

They maybe the worst thing bambino has ever made, This pullup is very pathetic. They took granny pull up diapers and threw a print on them.

Frequently I like wetting until I am

"Little", definitely. The more times I regress, the more it becomes apparent that I am not a "fixed age". I still identify my regressed age as three, but sometimes I want to be even younger and then (to a point that suprises me) sometimes I want to be closer to five and wear my big girl undies while still engaging in all my favorite preschool shows and games and toys I suppose that's a blessing of being a little. You don't have to be a fixed anything or anyone. You can be free to be the person you are in that moment.

I have never masturbated in a diaper, but I have had sex in one

A spanking at every diaper change mandatory Sent from my SAMSUNG-SM-G935A using Tapatalk

With me these are two different issues. Should awareness be raised for both yes but in different ways. Being ABDL is either a fetish or a comfort to people but it is not the same is being L,G,B or T. It needs some awareness raised about it just as many fetishes do to try and take away the stigma around it as this leads to huge amounts of stress for people in the community. However most ABDLs don't want this to be public knowledge. I'm sometimes a bit perplexed when people feel the need to come out as ABDL to anyone apart from a lover or maybe at a stretch close friends and family. Being an ABDL is a very private part of my life something I will probably only share with a significant other as they are really the only one it concerns. Then there is also the points stated previously that yes I have allot of worries about being ABDL but it doesn't prevent me from doing anything. No one is not going to let me get married because I have a diaper on under my clothes but because I am a lesbian there is many places I can't get marries ( thankfully that's changing in Scotland YAY) and sadly there is many places that being LGBT if a criminal offence. So no it's not the same as being ABDL but that doesn't mean being ABDL doesn't need to have awareness raised about it.

Was reading some of the older posts here. Am I the only ABDL who doesn't want everyone knowing I am one and it's not because of shame it's because this is a deeply personal part of my life in which I feel very vulnerable so the only people I would want knowing about it are thoughs that I really trust and it actually effects.