MusicBABY180

So, I finally finished this shit. It's been sitting around for a while now and I decided to finish tonight. I post it on my blog already, but I wanted to post it here too for anyone who wants to see the thrilling conclusion (not really) of Brian and his posse. Before anyone ask, no, this is not the complete end. I want to do a spinoff of Brian and Naomi's relationship in those early years. I'm no sure if I will post it here, but it will definitely be on my blog, so FOLLOW ME! Without further wait, the last two chapters Going Nowhere, Chapter Nineteen: Been Missing You Having three people in the house complicates certain things. Mostly privacy. With Stan, he’s so busy and off in his own little world, I can indulge in my secret. With Naomi here, it’s harder. I am aware that she knows about my secret and is comfortable with it, but still my privacy is my privacy and I don’t want anyone to feel that I am imposing myself onto them. Making someone else comfortable makes me comfortable, so to speak. Getting a chance to wear a diaper without worrying if someone will barge in and see me in that position makes me nervous. So nervous, I can’t enjoy it when I want to. There are days, though, that I get my way. Naomi and Stan would both be out and I can, even in a short amount of time, enjoy it like no other satisfaction. On days like today, I am eager like a child on Christmas. Stan and Naomi both work today. Stan was able to get Naomi a job at Breaking Music as a clerk, albeit the fact she has little knowledge of music and it’s inner workings. Steve and Jimmy took the day off to go to a Basketball game, but Stan is smart enough to help Naomi out if ever she was put in a tough spot. She’s getting it though. Stan and Naomi left twenty minutes ago. I laid in bed, enjoying my wet diaper which I was wearing from the night before. I woke up right when they left and soiled it for the hell of it. I just basked in that warm feeling, but as it started to cool off, the feeling went away. I hopped out of bed and changed my diaper. The feeling of that fresh diaper was so wonderful, words make it hard to describe. All I want to do is get my stuff turtle and pacifier and lay in bed some more. Finally, as I grew tired of just lying in bed for so long, I decided to be active in my diaper. I would go around the house and do chores. I started with laundry. As I piled clothes after clothes into the washer, I found myself every now and then bringing my hand to my side and feeling my diaper. The thick padding cushioned my skin and the plastic was so smooth against my thighs. Next chore was to vacuum. The vacuum hummed quietly against the carpeted floor as I moved with it. Periodically, I would look down at my diaper, then the floor, then my diaper, then the floor. I walked all over the house, taking my time vacuuming. The cold air brushing up my legs was comforting, yet the diapered area stayed warm and snug, creating a odd, yet pleasing, contrast. When I was done, I realized I had completed all the chores needed to be done. There was not much to do, I’m afraid, other then watch some TV, play video games and read. I had no interest for any at the moment, but I settled for television. I looked through the movies, Trying to find something that wouldn’t ruin my time in my diaper. I settled on a comedy film, but I paid no attention to it. I felt my morning bowel movement calling. As I sat on the couch, I pondered whether or not I should do it. I could go into the bathroom, pull the diaper down and go in there. No fuss, no muss. But, I had this inner desire poking at me. It has been so long since I had something like that. No one was here, why not? I sat there naturally, waiting for it to pass without me forcing it. Eventually, it will all come out and it will feel great. I turned off the TV and just sat there in silence. The clock in the other room could be heard ticking melodically. Time was passing by slowing as the feeling grew bigger. I waited, and waited. The pain in my stomach grew and I could feel it coming. Finally, after several minutes of just waiting for it to happen, it came. Warmth filled my diaper as I relieved myself in it. I could feel it squishing and the odor hit me like a truck. This was something I didn’t want to stick around. I got up and walked to the bathroom, moving carefully. I removed the dirty diaper and wiped off all excrement. I immediately disposed of the diaper, wrapping it in a plastic bag first. Then, I got into the shower and cleaned myself off. I was in there for several minutes before I completed my normal shower routine. After which, I dried myself off, put on a new shirt and fastened, yet again, another diaper. I was making the best of this day, no matter what. I went back downstairs and went back to watching TV. I became bored, however, and went back upstairs to check my email and playing some games. I sat on my bed playing my game console when I realized that the batteries in my controller were dead. I faintly remember having some in my bottom drawer in my night stand. I got up and began to search for them. Moving aside several pieces of junk and knick knacks I had laying In there, I finally found one, but I continued searching for the second one I knew was in there. My mind was so into what I was doing, I didn’t hear the door swing open. I did, however, hear the very loud yell of a surprised female, the kind that you hear when they see someone naked. I turned to see Naomi trying to hold back her laughter as she looked upon me with her hazel eyes. I grabbed a bed sheet and cover myself and immediately exclaimed, “What are you doing here?

Hi. Welcome DD. Hope we can be friends.

Hello. Welcome to the forum. Feel free to send a friend request and message me anytime.

Yeah, I don't share much of my AB/DL side with my friends. Many don't know about it, cept for the worthy few. I have a diaper space account, a diaper mates account, a blog and a fet life account. The best one is fet life. People are cooler and friendlier.

later, bro.

Brian or Dude. Both are good.

Bathroom stall at college. No one was in their, thank god. That would have been a boner kill.

Hello and welcome to the forum. Hope you make some cool friends.

http://insidemymusicbox.blogspot.com/ here's my blog. I'm going to post more AB/DL related stories on there, but for now, I'm just putting my current one on their. Check it out.

I live in SoCal, in the high desert. Sorry bro. SO CLOSE, yet so far away.

I used to but them at 24 hour pharmacies, but the ones up here don't sell the kind I like. I plan to start buying online for convenience and selection. The ones near me sell this cloth cover diapers. I prefer the plastic cover ones, to be honest.

So yeah, heres that 18th chapter I promised. Also, to let you know how this is gonna play out. I've got 2 more chapters coming. The end is nigh for Brian and his story. Don't fret, though, I've already got plans in mind for my next story. I will get started on it soon and post it. It will be heavily diaper oriented as opposed to Going Nowhere's mildly oriented story. But don't think I'm not throwing a twist in there. But also, here is Chapter 18. 18. The Morning After The morning was bright, border lining blinding. Every sound doesn’t sound loud, but it feels loud. Michelle slept quietly with her forehead against the window, fogging a small area with her breath. Stan is driving, showing little signs of exhaustion after driving all night. He brakes a little and several empty cans tumble together on the floor board. A mix of silver beer cans and tall, flashy energy drink cans are piled in the passenger seat , as well as being scattered across this cheap van. Behind us, we are pulling a trailer filled with our equipment. We were heading home after doing several shows on the Warped Tour. Last night was our farewell party put together by the other bands that were leaving as well. I was still feeling the affects of that party. I wish I had a diaper right now and I can’t wait to put one on when I get home. “Ohh…

Welcome to the site. Pooping isn't for everyone, but it must be painful holding it in like that.

Welcome. Everyone here is really nice, so no need to be shy

Welcome dude, Hope you have a nice time here.