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Try a carnivore diet. Eat only meat and animal based products. You'd be surprised how many conditions improve by doing this.

Sounds like a bad idea. This is simulating overflow incontinence. The danger is in creating a distended bladder, and increased chances of infection.

Thank you for writing a captivating and well written story. I enjoyed it thoroughly, even if part of me hoped to see Adam in diapers at the end. This is an angle of diaper control I have never considered, so it was new to me. Good job concluding a great story!

You could try a shower enema kit. I have one and use it after every movement. It does a good job at getting it all out, and you don't have to wipe.

I got some. They can hold about 4000 ml of well hydrated urine (medium). That's about 9 lbs. They WILL make you waddle. Generally ISO ratings are double what urine ratings are. To compare, a full Confidry typically weighs around 3 lbs. The trest diapers are incredibly hard to use the last 10% because they swell so much that the urine leaks before it reaches it. With normal hydration, the Trest lasts me around 24 hours. Fun diaper, but difficult to hide the waddle in public.Finally, if you buy a case, it works out to around $3 per diaper. That means only $3 per day, which is actually very cheap.

It was medically necessary due to a nerve injury that caused my sphincter to not open. I have been a DL since before I can remember. Today, I feel less enjoyment wearing diapers. Kind of like wearing sunglasses. I still get aroused once or twice a day, but nothing like before. I'm also pretty depressed about the state of the world. This more than anything is probably driving my thoughts.

I've been in diapers for around 15 years due to a sphincterotomy. Believe it or not, but I rarely wet the bed. My incontinence almost exclusively happens while awake. As soon as I open my eyes, my bladder goes into into overdrive. I have mixed feelings about being incontinent. On one hand, I love being diaper dependent. On the other hand, I get less and less sexual pleasure over time. And that makes being diaper dependent more of a chore and less of a pleasure. I never want to give up diapers, even if I somehow regained control, BUT, the special role diapers once had has waned.

I've been a member here for probably a decade or more. What I have realized is that not much new is happening in the diaper world. There is an amazing number of new diapers available, and that is great. But other than that, there is little change to talk about. How many times can I be interested in - "I got caught", "Partner issues", "First time wearing", "How do I properly tape up?", " How do I fit into a baby diaper", and so on. I find myself growing tired of repetitive topics, not just on this site, but Reddit and ADISC. Mind you, I have been 24/7 in diapers for around 15 years, by a sphincterotomy. Maybe I am jaded. Maybe diapers are losing their appeal. I think I realized that diapers are no longer something I need to research because I understand them more than 99.9999% of the population. Do any other members feel the same?

The email only said it was for upgraded tapes. I doubt they are doing anything else. I have been quite vocal about their tapes since they changed, and it looks like they are finally taking action. I'll update when I learn more.

I just got an email from Dry Care asking if I would like to test some samples with upgraded tapes and give my review. This is great news, because as many know the current ones tend to tear the shell. More to come!

What a fantastic story! This is by far my favorite you have written. I was so relieved when Cameron stayed a boy. I honestly would have stopped reading if he went girl. I love how Beth got a new life, and I don't think I've ever had so many tears reading diaper fiction. So bravo!

I use Protecbriefs. They solve any leaks nicely.

It could be worse. Once, true story, I was at a remote park, and I locked the door before changing my diaper. I was in the process when some guy opened the door and walked in on me mid diaper change. Come to find out the lock didn't actually work! He didn't say anything and just left, used the other bathroom. He was gone before I came out. Now I test every door to make sure it locks. It was extremely embarrassing.

Yep, sounds like "functional incontinence". If you were not in a wheelchair, you would be able to make it to the toilet.

Oh, haha, well it was in the morning, so pretty soaked. Both were actually, but my bed was dry! I wear them day and night. I have a 34" waist and wear 36" pants. They are not noticeable because they do compress a bit and completely muffle the crinkle. Even the loudest diapers are completely silent. They do of course add a little bulk, but nothing crazy. I wear them regularly under my pants especially when going out with friends, and nobody ever notices. Most of my friends don't even know I wear diapers.

This is a medium. Wearing a Confidry medium underneath.

https://www.protecbriefs.com These are a nice alternative to plastic pants. They are waterproof and absorbent high rise shorts. They are the best solution for sidesleepers I have found. Every exit point where a diaper can leak is covered. They are comfortable enough to wear day and night. Leaks are wicked very quickly and holds I would guess 500ml on their own. They do not wick to the outside like some plastic pants can. They are about as leakproof a solution as you can find. I have been using these for several months with 0 leaks. They are offering 10% off the new launch with code PROTEC10.

So, what do they do with all the used diapers? Wouldn't the island landfills quickly be overwhelmed with that many people wearing for so long?

I went to one in my 20's. I was by far the youngest, and it was... awkward. Everyone wanted to change me and I was shy. Wouldn't do it again. Why? I wear 24/7 and my partner also wears much of the time, so I am happy

I am a regular Confidry user, and I tried the xp5000. They are decent, but in practice, I found them to hold slightly less than Confidry. I was also unable to get as tight of a seal around the legs because of the tape panel. they hold a little more than Abena M4, but again feel less secure around the legs. Because of this, I did manage to catastrophically leak on my pants before reaching even 3/4 capacity twice. I have severe urge incontinence and flood hard, so it is essential to have tight leg seals. XP5000 just doesn't work for me. In fact no tape panel diaper really seems to be leak proof for me. I'm sure they are fine for people who don't flood.

I am incontinent. I had my sphincter cut. I don't actually leak very much, but I can't hold back urges. Strangely though I rarely wet the bed. Maybe once or twice per month. I just don't seem to produce much urine at night. As soon as I wake up, look out! I often have uncontrollable pee before I can even get out of bed.

I've been urinary incontinent for 13 years. So diapers the whole time. For about the last 2 years I have used the toilet maybe 5 times. I do have IBS, and if I wanted to, I could make it to the toilet 95% of the time. But, I just kinda got to the point that diapers are meant to be pooped in, and since I already have to wear them for pee, why not embrace them for all eliminations. It also helps me remember to shower, because when I used the toilet, I would go days or a week without showering. Now I shower after every poopy diaper. It just seems natural now.

Hope you guys are enjoying this. For the question of if this is a diaper fascist dimension. Well if you are male, that should start to be clear. I would call it more sexist actually. It is a fantasy world where mens urges and impulses are highly restrained.

I know I'm writing a lot tonight. This will be todays last installment. I am really enjoying writing this. There is definitely a planned plot, and so far I'm staying on script. And now, finally Damian gets diapered. It won't be the last time! In fact, will he ever get out of diapers after this? Chapter 5 : Custody Damian was wheeled into a processing room. His clothes were removed, and his keys and wallet were taken. "What is this?" said the officer as he looked through his wallet. "Fake ID, and counterfeit money? Let's scan him and see who he really is." They brought a hand scanner similar to the one Damian used in his " home", and placed his limp hand on it. "Hmm.. Can I talk to you in the other room?" was all the officer said, and they left Damian naked immobile and shivering strapped to the stretcher. When the two officers returned after about 5 minutes, they seemed more relaxed and one of them was pushing a medical cart. "Raphael, I see you don't have a criminal history, which makes your actions today all the more confusing. In a few minutes, I'm going to remove your stasis headband. You are advised that anything you say can be used against you in court, and you will have an opportunity to have a lawyer to speak on your behalf. We would like to ask you some questions, but you are not obligated to answer. Because you resisted arrest, before we release you from stasis we need to put you in restraints. This is for all of our safety," said the officer. "Let's get him cleaned up and diapered," said one of the officers. What? Diapered! thought Damian. Unable to move or speak, he could only helplessly witness as he felt a damp cloth gently clean his groin area. Next he felt a greasy cream being applied to his genitals and butt. They were being extremely careful applying it, and to Damians dismay it actually felt pretty good. On no, this can't be happening he thought as he felt his penis start to grow and get hard. The two male officers looked up at each other and smiled. One of them said, " I guess he's just happy to get back into his diaper. " Both of them chuckled, and the other said, "Ok, lift up his legs." Damian heard a crinkling sound as his diaper was being unfolded, then felt his legs being lifted. He tried with all his might to resist, but couldn't even move a muscle. I'm not wearing a damn diaper he screamed in his head. He felt a soft and thick padding placed under his butt. It felt like it was at least 2 inches thick. His legs were lowered and he felt the diaper being pulled up between his legs. His penis had since gone soft, and the officer gently pointed it down before securing his diaper in place. It was a strange sensation being in a diaper. Despite being a bedwetter, he had no memories of wearing a diaper. One of the officers said, "Because we found you not wearing your diaper, we can't trust you to keep it on. This is a Timelock diaper. It is nearly impossible to remove, cut or tear, and it can only be untaped after 48 hours when the adhesive bond breaks down. The barrier cream we put on you will protect your skin for up to 3 days, so you won't get a rash. You've probably never worn a Timelock before because you have never broken the law. The waistband and legs also have a bioglue that seals the diaper to your skin. It breaks down after 48 hours, so you don't have to worry about leaks or odors. Until you are sentenced, this will be your diaper of choice." Some choice thought Damian. Next, Damian was carefully placed into a durable yet soft baby blue jumpsuit. It had a zipper in the back with a small lock that was secured. The wrists and ankles also had small locks on them. "This is just an additional measure to deter you from taking off your diaper. While nobody has ever managed to remove a Timelock, we found that inmates like you tend to spend inordinate amounts of time trying to remove their diapers. It will also keep you warm and dignified." Said the guard. What dignity thought Damian, I'm in a freaking diaper and a locking prison outfit! Next, Damian felt his hands being guided into mittens of some kind. He could barely see them, and they were huge! They were spherical shaped, and had to be more than a foot in diameter. He felt a tightness around his wrist and realized they were locking his hands into these giant padded mitts. Even without control of his body, he could tell that his hands were completely useless. He realized that not only was his hand dexterity going to be eliminated, but he also wouldn't be able to use his hands as weapons. How could he hurt someone when his hand was covered with a pillow? Lastly, Damian felt the guards place thick leather anklets on his legs, with a strap between them. Designed to keep me from running he thought. Escaping is probably not a possibility now he thought. One of the guards said, "If you behave well during your stay here, this will be all you need to wear. If you do not, we have more restrictive options." He then removed the stasis headband from Damian. Immediately he felt a pins and needles feeling in every muscle, similar to how your arm feels when you sleep on it. He wanted to say something, but the pins and needle feeling dominated his thoughts for the moment. "Don't worry, you may feel a strange sensation after being in stasis, but it will wear off soon," said the officer. As his discomfort started to fade, Damian first lifted his head, then sat himself up. He looked down at his crotch and saw a huge diaper bulge. This has to be closer to 3 inches thick he thought! He discovered that he couldn't even bring his knees together. How am I even supposed to walk in this he thought. " We need you to come with us to the other room for questioning. Do you prefer Raphael, or Rafe?" asked one of the guards. Damian responded defiantly, "My name is Damian! And why did you put me in a diaper? I'm not a baby!" The guard rolled his eyes and said, " Nobody accused you of being a baby. You are male aren't you? All males are required to wear diapers by law. " As if to prove his point, the guard undid his pants and revealed his diaper to Damian. "You don't understand! I'm not from this... I'm not from here! I'm not Raphael! He forced me to switch spots with him with this little ball thing he had!" At this, both guards laughed and picked him off the table and led him to the other room. " Whatever you say boss, but trying for the insanity defense is going to be a whole lot worse for you than prison. " said the guard. "I want my lawyer now!" yelled Damian. "In due time, first we have a few questions for you" replied the guard. As Damian walked into the interrogation room, he saw a metal table and metal chair both anchored into the cement floor. The chair had multiple nylon straps hanging loose. As they led him to the chair, he did not resist. He knew it was futile in his restrained state, and he also didn't want to make more trouble for himself. Maybe he could find a way to talk his way out of this predicament. He was also realizing that this might in fact be real and not a dream, and he shuddered at the implications. After they sat him on the chair, the guards secured him with the nylon straps. First his chest was restrained, then a strap between his legs attached to the chest strap. Then, a waist strap was placed, and finally two straps fixed each leg to the chair. The only thing he could move was his arms in these ridiculously oversized locking mitts. Both guards left the room. In a couple of minutes, a man dressed in plainclothes entered, dragging a rolling chair behind him. He sat across the table from Damian and put a folder on the table. "I'm detective Rollins. I'm here to help get you to where you need to be" said the man.

Chapter 4: The Reckoning As Damian kept walking, trying to forget his encounter with his dream version of Magnus, he eventually came to a small grocery store. Damian was starting to get hungry, and he also could use a toilet soon to relieve his aching bladder. He greedily grabbed a pack of potato chips and a bottle of water. As he walked towards the checkout, at the last second, he decided to also grab a Slim Jim. At least in his world it was called that. As Damian looked closer at his "Slim Jim", he saw it actually read "Slim Tim". Damian shook his head and thought, there's no way on earth this can be real. The clerk startled Damian when he asked, "is everything ok?" "Yep! I, um, I'm good, I just want to buy these." Damian placed the water, potato chips and the "Slim Tim" on the counter. The clerk rang up the items and said, "$5.97 is your total please". As he handed the clerk a $10 bill, he got a puzzled look on his face and said, "Umm, we don't take foriegn currency here." Crap! Thought Damian. Of course they would have different money here. He also realized his credit cards would be no good either. Frustrated, he said, " I'm sorry, I'll be back later to buy this. "Whatever man" said the clerk. On his way out he figured he should use the restroom because he wasn't sure he could wait till he walked back home. As he walked into the mens room, he was perplexed to find there were no toilets. There was a large table with a padded top, and a sign above it. The sign showed a picture of 2 adults, a woman changing a diaper of a man. Next to the table was a large bin. He opened it to look inside and was overcome with the odor of many dirty diapers. On the other side of the room was a sink and a vending machine. As he looked closer, he saw that it had diapers in it of all sizes and colors. What the heck? He thought. He left the room thinking maybe he went into the wrong room. Nope, there was only two bathrooms. He decided to try the womens bathroom, but found it was locked. Confused and with a growing urge to pee, he went back to the clerk. "Excuse me, where is your toilet?" The clerk replied, "It's in the womens room of course, where else would it be?" Damian asked, "Well, can I have the key please? I really have to go! " At that the clerk started laughing, as if he heard a joke. When he saw Damian wasn't laughing, he suddenly stopped and said, "Wait, you're serious aren't you?" " Of course I'm serious! " Damian practically yelled. Suddenly the clerk reached underneath the counter, but Damian couldn't see what he was doing. "I'm really sorry to do this, but I'll be in a lot of trouble if I don't." he said. "What are you talking about? What did you do?" asked Damian. "I pressed the panic button. The police will be here in any moment," he said straight-faced. "But I didn't do anything wrong! Screw this, I'm leaving," said Damian as he stormed out. As he stepped outside the store, Damian realized the clerk wasn't joking. about 30 feet to his right he saw 2 extremely athletic looking police jump out of their cruiser and start running towards him. Panic set in and he fled the other way running as fast as he could. Damian was quick, but the 2 men eventually caught up with him and tackled him to the ground. Damian tried to resist, but was easily overpowered. Expecting to be handcuffed, he was surprised instead to feel them put something like a headband on his head. His struggling instantly stopped as he felt his body go limp. He could still see and feel everything, but it was as if his brain could no longer control his body. He felt his bladder release with no ability to stop it, and felt the warmth spread all over his pants and shirt. The police turned his limp body on his back. They noticed that he had wet himself, and one of them started to undo his pants. Damian tried to protest, but his voice just wouldn't work. One of the cops said, "Resisting arrest, and not wearing a diaper are serious crimes. You're under arrest." A few moments later a police van arrived, and a stretcher was brought out. Damian was lifted on the stretcher, and was strapped to it. The drive to the station was blur, as Damian was freaking out completely, but had no way to express it , except the tears now running down his face.