Stashu

Being switchy is fun because you get to see exactly how it looks from the other side and make it more awesome for your partner. It also removes a lot of the "bad vibes" that can develop in a standard D/s relationship. You won't be a bad Dom because you know how it feels when things go sideways as a sub. And let's face it, even the best relationships have their moments. It's how we get through them that matters.

Now that I think about it, I did kind of stack the deck by dating more counterculture people. Come to think of it, every woman I've been with has been weird to some extent.

I will say that I've told 2 partners about my kinks and two have been receptive. I've told other people who are more casual and they've been hit and miss, but none ran away screaming, or outed me, or made fun of me. None of them had expressed interest before I told them, and both serious partners had baggage with wetting. One is incon and wears pads 24/7 now (after we broke up. It was getting worse as she got older). The other was abused for everything as a child.

I will agree with "talk to her" and add a caveat. Think long and hard before you suggest anything to her that she has not done with you the other way. E.g., if she doesn't take you out in public, you might want to avoid that the first time. If she lets you use the potty for pooping, you may want to extend the same courtesy to her.

I've seen 3. One 40 year old woman in a mall, one 30 something woman on the street with her mother (obviously wet, there was a sag), and my 70 year old neighbor.

CPR for the thread. I'm outside of Pittsburgh now. Let's us get together at eat n park or summat

The unisex pull ups with the tapes aren't terrible. You may need auxiliary tape to make them right enough in the legs.

Nobody's mentioned the "get the diapers and check out with the girl/guy with the most body mods" method yet? It's what I use, and I've gotten a few smiles/winks out of it. Seriously, they don't know your name unless you tell them, and why pass up an opportunity to meet open-minded people?

Tonight I decided to do something I don't do often. I woke up and felt the urge to go. I felt like putting a diaper on, but decided I'd have a few glasses of water. Then I let time and nature take its course. After a while, I started to feel quite desperate, then I felt a little twinge of pain. That was when I knew I had to do *something*. I put my coat on and went outside for some air. Just as I'd hoped, it got MUCH harder to retain control, and the slightest little drip escaped into my diaper. Then another . . . Now I was at the point where I had to use voluntary muscles to keep from wetting. They got tired, and a gush escaped. I stopped it again, and things didn't feel so urgent anymore. A few seconds later I realized that I was peeing again, this time without all the "urgent" feeling, but just letting go. I tried to stop and was able after a few seconds. I came inside and had a little more water, sat down on the computer, and began typing this post. Not feeling any urge now, but really full. Maybe I let enough out? Maybe I won't wet myself uncontrollably any more this morning? Check the weather as there were snowflakes in the sky . . . ok, nothing serious going to happen. Look at the clock, gotta leave for work in about an hour. OK Check the news . . . and all of the sudden it hits, the feeling is uncontrollable. Like a wave it comes up, and my body lets loose. I try to stop the flow, but any effort is met with spasms forcing more out. There's no stopping this now, and I know it. I let my diaper fill up. I have that nice warm squishy feeing now. My diaper is soaked. My bladder feels unstressed, but I know better than that. I get another wave but can stop it, and do so. When it seems like it's passed, I relax a bit, and the "non-urgent" peeing returns. I resign myself and let things flow.

Stateside, guys don't really have any alternatives either, unless you have a container in the car and a blanket. Just about anything else will get you arrested. I go for the diaper.

Been caught twice in public. First time was the first time I changed in public, when I had the UTI, when I was trying to put on a taped diaper for the first time. I was in the only stall, and a guy was waiting for it. Second time was today, when I'm certain the girl outside the unisex bathroom at the grocery store heard the tapes on my diaper. When I started the hand dryer she knocked on the door again, (at which point I left with wet hands, rather than leave someone with wet pants) and she didn't stare at me in the checkout line, so I'm guessing she was sympathetic.

I'll bring enough to share (8 for the trip, which is my stock of the tri-tapes right now). We both have the same size hips, and while she's a bit fuller in the backside, I don't think that'll be an issue. As far as going to the mall, I really have no problem with it, as long as the trip isn't so long that it causes my joints to ache. The younger daughter would be carried the whole time. She has to know that I have some motive for agreeing to goto the mall with her to look at a million things.

Most of all you've got to hide it from the kids ;-) So do you think that me wearing Saturday at the mall, when it's crowded as anything, and needing to use the bathroom once to her every four or so times will be looked at as flaunting it, or as convenient for all involved? Obviously I'll take care of the kids when she's waiting for/using the bathroom. I already told her that I'm willing to walk around the mall with her and look at stuff, to which she inquired about my mental state.

So the wife has no problem with me wearing for comfort, provided I'm not obnoxious about it by rubbing it in her face, and that I don't do it so often as to be unhealthy. She says she thinks it's a bit odd but she understands the concept. I really do enjoy wearing while out, given how inconspicuous it is. I'm thinking I'm going to wear when we go out shopping all together if we'll be gone for several hours, or if it's likely that I'll be watching the children while she goes off somewhere (kinda hard for me to watch 2 girls and use the mens room at the same time. I don't know how she does it, and she's got problems with control, whereas this is almost all fun for me). This happens about once a month for us. I'm perfectly content with this situation. As far as wearing at home, I'll do that sometimes too, mostly when I will be spending the day around the house working on stuff. If I'm wearing, it's one less distraction from what I'm trying to accomplish. Again, this is a once a month thing that I actually get a whole day to work on projects around the house. I don't plan on telling her, as I can "pretend to hide it" from her by not being obvious. I'm sure she'll figure it out sometimes. I hope she figures it out sometimes and is accepting of it. And she's the original one who told me that "nobody's going to notice that you're wearing a diaper unless they're familiar with them, and nobody is going to say anything to you".

Pullups are *very* discreet. I put one on today when I got out of the shower, made breakfast with the wife, did a bunch of other stuff around the house, went out to the post office and hardware store . . . changed a little while later My wife didn't even notice. If I were going out and not planning on peeing much, or not planning on being out long, I'd wear a pull-up and bring diapers. If I knew I was going on a long car ride or another demanding situation, I'd put the diaper on straight away.

It's more relaxation than kink, and that is what I ended up telling her. She doesn't disapprove of what I'm doing, but says she's not going to be involved, either. She didn't notice that I was wearing the entire day. Rite-Aid brand unisex pullups. They're quite discreet. I went out with them on as well. They seem to hold a fairly decent wetting.

Well, I'm a 30 year old DL married man. The wife and I are poly, but I'm not really looking for another relationship right now. This venture is about me. I've always had a passing interest in wearing diapers. I experimented with it as a teen, as I had many younger siblings that I could occasionally steal a diaper from their supply. I would do this probably once every 6 months only, when I was home alone. The interest got back-burnered once I started dating. Then I went off to college and experimented with it once when my roommate was away. After college (1 year only) I got married and started working. I had no time for any sort of playing. A few years go by. My wife goes out of town on vacation, with me to join her the next week. I buy a package of diapers and spend the time from when I come home from work till when I goto work in them. I go on vacation to meet her, and don't do it again. That was 2004, I think. Had a problem one day after work after drinking entirely too much coffee that day, and had one close call too many. So I stopped and bought the first package of diapers that were in my size. I get out to my car, open the package, put one in my coat, and goto the grocery store adjacent to the drugstore. That was when I realized they were pull-ons. I wasn't going to try and exchange an opened package of diapers. So I stripped down in the bathroom and donned a diaper. I drove the remaining half-hour home and only had one little dribble. It probably wouldn't have shown, but I was still glad I did that. I didn't tell teh wife right away. I **couldn't** tell the wife right away. So I sat down, ate dinner, and relaxed on the couch. She did something which made me go to spank her, and she saw me and went to spank me. I grabbed her hand gently and looked at her sheepishly. I told her "Go ahead, but you're going to be suprised." Well she did, and she asked me if I was OK. I told her I was, and brought her up to speed on the day's events. A few months go by, and I'm faced with a different dilemma. I had somehow acquired a UTI, most likely from holding too long in the car on the way to a concert. The next day I awoke and went normally. Then a few minutes later I felt as if I had to go again, but didn't have to. Then I felt like I had to but I did, and HOW, then I felt like I didn't have to go "but hey stop that". After that initial thing, it calmed down to the point where I could keep my pants dry at home that morning, but that was only because I was never more than 30 seconds from a bathroom. We had a trip planned which entailed driving 2 and a half hours from home to look at pumpkins. My wife said it was probably a UTI, she gets them all the time, and if it didn't get any better by the next day to go and see a doctor. "But you have a nice collection of washable pads to put in your panties to deal with the . . . problems caused by a UTI, what am I supposed to do? I wear boxers, there's no way I can put a pad in a pair of boxers." I said, leading but cautiously. "You have things that you can wear to deal with the issues that you're having" was her equally careful reply. "I, uhh, guess, but they're noticeable! Everyone will know I'm wearing a diaper! Nobody can tell when you're wearing a pad!" I was serious about that part. Everyone **would** know that I was wearing a diaper, at least anyone who got a profile shot of my pants, or looked at me when I was bending down to chase the 4 year old daughter, pulling things taut. And people in the restroom when I had to change. Granted I probably could have gone the whole day in the same diaper just dribbling in it here and there, but I figured the "in the restroom" part of my shyness would be the least. Probably just avoid them for the most part, since I would be wearing a diaper after all. "Oh," I contiuned, "and those are pull-ons. I'd have to take off my shoes and pants to change." "We can stop at the first drugstore we get to on the way out. I can run in if you want, even." She was sincere. She wasn't going to make fun of me. She insisted that the diaper wasn't all that noticeable. We went out, and I spent most of the day wet. I had one person stare at me with the "I'm not staring" reply when I so much as looked in their direction. Most other people were very kind to me. So here I sit, wife in bed asleep, me in a wet diaper, just about to get up and change. Is there a good way to tell her that I enjoy wearing? It's not like this is the only non-vanilla thing in our lives so to speak. Or should I just wear next time I'm going somewhere far away, you know, for the car trip, and kind of make sure she notices? The former runs the risk of rejection, the latter the risk of worry(that I'm developing some sort of problem with my bladder).

I live down in Pike County, so Middletown is just as close as everything else. 30, Straight male. Not looking for a woman, but just people to hang out with. I've only wore outside my house once, and that was a situation where I was going to be far from home.

Hey, I'm a newbie here, just wore in public for the first time about a month ago, and I'll be in Philly on Black Friday. I have no idea WHERE in philly I'll be, but since I'm an out-of-towner, I'll have a car. Later in the evening would be better, as my wife and I are staying with friends after a party. I'd be allowed to leave after the kids went to sleep, however, to go out and meet with friends. I'm not looking for anything relationship-oriented, just meeting with like, uhmm, undergarmented people.