Wetinmydiaperagain

I've been thinking about ordering a onesie recently, and noticed this brand on XPmedical's website. Does anyone have an opinion on them? Also, I'm about 6'2", any way to tell if my height would be a problem with finding a good fit? Are there any other sites I should look at for this kind of product? I'm in the U.S. if it makes any difference. Thanks for any advice.

Something you might find useful when you decide to order stuff online is the fedex hold at location service. This is a free service that allows you to have packages shipped to certain fedex office locations and held there for you to pick up. This way you don't have to worry about a package arriving when you're not home, and your family possibly intercepting it. As for diapers, the really good ones you will probably have to order online. XPmedical is my preferred source; they have always had completely discreet packaging. They also have some useful stuff on their website such as sizing charts, and reasonably priced sample packs. They don't have any cool AB style print diapers though. As for specific brands, Abena abriform x-plus is a good choice, Dry 24/7 is comparable. I haven't tried the bambinos so I can't say what they're like. If you're low on cash or can't order online, then depends maximum protection are better than nothing. The depends aren't very thick, but they have a satisfying crinkle to them. I was content with them for quite a while, but they can't hold a candle to the premium brands available online. Take things slow. Enjoy the exploration. Try different things, and of course have fun.

Last time I had the guts to wear out of the house was when I went to jury duty.

I was browsing through the many webcomics I've got bookmarked and thought this one was worth sharing. http://www.amazingsuperpowers.com/2011/05/motherly-advice/ Also if you mouse over the white space area just to the right of the upper right hand corner of the comic a question mark will appear which is a link to an extra panel.

So reading about ForbiddenFruit's topic on using a towel as a makeshift diaper, and hearing stories of people's first ventures onto the diapered section of the internet in Dailydi's post got me thinking about the various defining moments and common experiences that many ABs share. I had completely forgotten about the first time I fashioned a diaper out of house hold supplies (trash bag, paper towels, and duct tape). I will never forget though, being a naive 15 year old thinking that there must only be a handful of people in the world who wanted to wear diapers and there would certainly be no point looking for a site like this one on the internet. Until one day when I was browsing a psych text book and came to a chapter on fetishes that listed autonepiophilia as a fetish for diapers, then it dawned on me that there must be a larger community than I had imagined. I'm sure each of these events holds a different level of significance depending on the person. I've heard many people say that the first time they purchased adult diapers in a store it wasn't a particularly big deal. For me I was to scared of getting caught to even consider it for the longest time. One night driving back alone from a friends house I parked in front of a CVS to eat the burger I'd just bought, and the entire time all I could think about was that I could totally just get out of the car and buy some diapers. If I could just make myself open the door and get out of the car. Even then I couldn't do it, and I waited another two days and drove about ten miles so I could buy some depends adjustables at 3 in the morning. So what other experiences do we share, and how important were each of them to you?

I'm not really sure what your exact situation is, but I'll recommend this site http://www.healingwell.com/community/default.aspx It helps being in a forum where you can be blunt about the issues you are having and not having to beat around the bush. I've only had an illeostomy for 3 months so I can't personally offer a lot of advice, but I wish you luck finding the answers you seek.

Dollar for dollar I probably get more enjoyment out of diapers than anything else I could purchase. They fill an important niche in my life that is critical to my emotional well being. However, it is only one part of my psychological needs, and I would question how healthy it is to pursue diapers to the point where it was significantly encroaching on my social life.

I love it, great story. Looking forward to your next update.

Sorry for the long delay everyone. Life has a way of getting in the way of things. Once again I would love your feed back on my writings. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy it. CHAPTER 4 Phillip smiled broadly as he signed the discharge forms. After nine days in the hospital he was finally going to be going home, and he couldn't wait to get back to the tiny house he shared with Samantha. His own couch, TV, and bed beckoned to him. They had told him that morning he would be discharged that day, and he had called Sammy immediately. To his disappointment she had gone into work and wouldn't be able to pick him up till the afternoon. As it turned out it took about that long to get him discharged anyway. Despite the wait, he was still glowing with excitement. So much so in fact, he had completely forgotten to follow the directions the physical therapist had given him. The past few days he had been working with a specialist who was helping him to recover from his injuries as well as regain his bladder control. Phillip had encountered ample frustration with the latter issue at first, but over the last few days he had manged a few bathroom successes. Small victories that were usually short lived, but every time he made it to the bathroom in time it felt like an accomplishment. Today however, his potty training had taken a step backward as he prepared to go home. “Okay, looks like your good to go then. You said your ride was almost here?

Really good story so far! I can't wait for when you do find the time to post the next part.

Here is the third installment to my story. Again, I hope you enjoy it, and I welcome any feedback or criticism you have. Chapter Three Phillip immediately checked to see that his gown was covering his diaper; it was just barely out of sight. He nonchalantly pulled his blanket up to his waist as he met Samantha's eyes. “Sammy, you have no idea how much I've missed you,

Here is the second part. Again, feedback is appreciated and I hope you enjoy reading. Chapter Two Once Phillip was alone again he placed his hands on the side of his head and slowly rubbed his temples. His stubble was threatening to graduate into a truly patchy beard, and he noted that he would have to shave soon. After a little while some of the drug induced haze in his brain seemed to clear. He started to think about what he had felt while Nurse Angie changed him. Grown men simply did not wear diapers. Yet, why did it feel so right to have that protective padding wrapped around his middle? He certainly wouldn't have preferred to soak his bed and sheets. Then his mind began to wander to his girl friend Samantha. He pictured her standing next to his bed with her slender frame and shoulder length brown hair. His friends had always told him she was to attractive to wind up with an average guy like him, but they had been dating for almost three years now. They had discussed marriage many times while sitting in front of the fireplace in her tiny house, but they had always put the formal ceremony off for one reason or another. Almost always it was because of her job. She worked for an excellent marketing firm and was constantly flying around the country to work on some big event. She had only just been hired when a friend had introduced Phillip to her. In what seemed like the incredibly short time since then she had been promoted more times than Phillip could recall. This didn't surprise Phillip in the least as his Sammy was easily the smartest person he knew. With her intellegence and overachieving nature the only thing that could hold her back in the professional world would be her over abundance of sarcasm and witty criticisms. Along with being smart she had an incredibly smart mouth, but she had long ago learned to keep quiet when it counted. Now most of her sarcastic jabs were aimed at Phillip, and he did his best to return the favor. Yah. She would certainly understand if he had to wear diapers, and she probably wouldn't pass up the chance to heckle him for it a little to... in a loving way of course. Still, part of him really wanted to be wearing regular underwear before she got back. She would still be out of town for two weeks; hopefully that would be enough time. Some time around mid morning he again felt the need to empty his bladder. Just as it had last time his urge to pee rapidly increased to the point where it felt his bladder would burst, and suddenly he realized he was going to have another accident. Though he had been telling himself all morning that he should feel at ease about using his diapers, the instinct that had been built into him since potty training seemed to be preventing him from doing anything but futilely trying to hold back the flood. He closed his eyes and took one long deep breath and tried to relax. He focused on the incredibly foreign idea of telling his body to pee his pants. Though he was certain he couldn't have held it back much longer anyway, this seemed to do the trick. The warm liquid was spreading around to every part of his diaper. Having finally given in to the immense pressure on his bladder, waves of relief swept his body. He opened his eyes and looked down at the area of blanket covering his diaper. It didn't seem possible that his diaper could hold the heavy wetting, and he was suddenly sure that it would leak onto bed sheets. He pulled back the blanket and ran one hand over and around all sides of the diaper, but even as he felt the last of the pee trickle out of him he could find no wet spot on the bed. Once again he had used his diaper, and it had flawlessly done what it was designed to do. He was still examining his almost completely full diaper when there was a loud knock at the door. It opened and his friend Ryan walked into the room. Phillip quickly pulled his sheet back up hoping that Ryan had not yet noticed what he was wearing. If Ryan had spotted it he made no mention of it. His friend was rather short with red hair and had a well groomed goatee. Due to his appearance he was often the subject of leprechaun jokes. Despite the fact that Phillip was often the one making those jokes, the two of them were close friends. Still he didn't want Ryan to know he was diapered. Ryan was “one of the guys

Thank you very much. Diapert obviously you're right about the cath and I debated whether to throw in a line explaining that away right after she checks his Diaper the first time. I decided I just wouldn't worry about it since, like you said, most of these stories require a certain level of suspension of disbelief. Please let me know if you have any other thoughts about my writing now or in the future. : ) I really enjoyed writing this one and am planning to continue it.

This is my first attempt at story writing here so please feel free to give constructive feedback. It is purely fictional and hope you enjoy it! Edit: part two added below Not So Bad After All Phillip had to blink his eyes several times before the room would come into focus. He was in a hospital room, and by the looks of the gray light starting to filter in through the window it was early morning. On his left he saw the only other bed in the room was empty and neatly made. On his right he could see through an interior window to the nurses' station. He didn't see anyone there so he started looking for a nurse call button. He had just located it on the side of his bed and was about to push it when the door opened. An attractive woman in her early thirties walked into the room busily jotting down notes on a clip board. When she looked up and noticed Phillip she gave a sweet smile and said, “Morning! Good to see you're awake. I'm Nurse Angie.