Cute_Kitten

I'd love to go for a good German beer and a pretzel with Bavarian mustard with Till Leiderman, or any of the other members of Rammstein, and just chat with them because I think they all have...interesting and unique ways of looking at things, so a casual chat with any of them would be interesting. Like Till was once asked if he'd ever sing/ write a song in English and he responded that was like asking Buddha to kill a pig. Paul Doherty, who wrote an Ancient Egyptian mysteries series amongst many others. I'd love to pick his brains on writing, especially since he's so prolific and I admire the amount of research- and the accuracy of it!- that goes into his works.

You could always put up a privacy fence then go out diapered if none of the neighbors have second story windows that can see into your yard. Or google street view able to see into the yard- like the one lady that got caught taking out her trash in her underwear.

non-abdl books that have kept me reading up all night: Paul Doherty's Ancient Egyptian Mysteries series. I'm in the middle of it and I LOVE it, but the violence is graphic and brutal. Joel Shepherd's A Trial of Blood and Steel series, it's a high fantasy without the magic. For something more light hearted and cutesy, Amanda Sun's The Paper Gods. Charlaine Harris' Midnight, Texas series (she's the lady who wrote the Sookie books, which I also loved). If you want action, guns, more guns, and monsters, Larry Correia's Monster Hunter series.

I'd love to have a fully enclosed, very private and blocked from outside view backyard with an adult-sized playset/ swing set. could play on it in just a shirt/ diaper or onesie! ?

I haven't noticed a change in the smell of my pee- the only time I get that is if I haven't stayed hydrated enough and so my pee isn't as diluted as it should be. But because of the blood, diapers during my period can be smellier- so I tend to wear thinner diapers and change more often, same as I would a pad to help with the odor. The only thing I could think to try would be eating some yogurt or drinking cranberry juice and see if that helps with the smell.

Unfortunately, there is no easy "one size fits all" solution/ answer. You two definitely need to talk. If he's having trouble opening up to you/ you or he are both very uncomfortable with such a sensitive/ intimate discussion, having a third party to mediate (aka a therapist) might be helpful. They have tools, techniques, etc that can help you/ him/ both cope with the emotions or expressing emotions, feelings, etc. Some things to think about, to help you two talk and get on the same page/ figure things out: How comfortable are you both with this? How involved do you want to be with his diapers? Do you want to jump in feet first and be very involved- diapering/ changing him, etc? Or just casual but not very involved- like, it's okay if he wears diapers around you, but you don't want to change him, diaper him, etc or even talk about it? Or not involved at all- you accept his diapers, but you don't want to know about it/ don't want him wearing around you, he can have his diaper fun time on his own time, etc. (And all this stuff isn't set in stone- you can go from one end and slowly become more involed/ less involved as you feel comfortable. It's all up to you and him, there is no right or wrong here. Just how you feel and what you're comfortable with.) How involved does he want you to be? I hope you're both able to work this out so that you're both happy, comfortable with the solution!

Ads like this help normalize diapers/ incontinence and erase the stigma, so I'm very glad to see this.

chai tea always does a number on my bladder/diaper. I'm particularly fond of Starbucks chai- either as a hot latte or iced.

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The few posts from incontinent people people who have incontinence have been more of a "be careful what you wish for" caution and pointing out the downsides of needing diapers 24/7 since sometimes people can be so gung-ho on achieving incontinence they don't stop to evaluate the pros and cons and make a fully informed decision. (Some people do, and some people don't. I'm reiterating the use of the word *sometimes* ) I've posted on here before encouraging users to think it about before taking/ not taking the plunge so they can be sure they make the right decision for them. Plus, knowing the potential pitfalls beforehand can help one be prepared in advance instead of being taken by surprise. There's advantages and disadvantages to incontinence or just being diapered 24/7 and it's up to each individual to make that choice. Discussing the potential downsides- and the upsides, both sides!- are important conversations because they give readers/ lurkers/ newbies different points of view, different thoughts and perspectives as they evaluate their own life choices and that gives them more food for thought, more resources to help them.

Since the humidity has been kicking up around here, I've tried wearing thinner cloth backed disposables instead of something thicker like Rearz. It is a little cooler, I just have to remember to change more often.

Mask compliance in my area hasn't been too bad after the government mandate. I wear a cloth one- I'm allergic to the disposable masks. I've never tried cloth diapers, so I can't say on that, but I am fond of my disposable diapers. ?

I can't help but wonder if the author of that article is secretly an ABDL....but then I think if they were, they'd suggest superior products. Most vanillas would probably opt for grocery store pull-ups or Depends (which aren't very dependable). I personally recommend a Rearz, an ABU, dry 24/7, or a Northshore Megamax. Since it gets hot in the summer, one needs to stay hydrated and extra hydration= extra absorbency.

Like feralfreak already mentioned, there's always sedation dentistry. No one likes going to the dentist. I sympathize with the fear. If you're terrified to the point of needing strapped down, sedation dentistry is something to think about. And talking with a therapist to help work through/ get coping techniques for the fear/ anxiety.

Pampers, Huggies.

Literal ants in the pants diaper!? Good thing they weren't fire ants.

I don't know how I missed your reply, but I just noticed it today. Thank you for commenting, I appreciate the feedback. It's interesting pontification. I love hearing feedback and what readers think because it lets me know how they perceive the characters/ how the characters are coming across. That lets me know if my intentions/ plans for the story are on target or if I bungled something up lol! But I'm very pleased to hear Ella isn't coming across as believable. My intentions for her are she's never had to deal with a person with disabilities before and while she tries to support her son, deep down she's convinced he will never be able to be independent. She sees his disability as more severe than it actually is.

Well, it's great you used separate lines for each speaker. That's always a good start.

I vaguely remember it, as another user said, many moons ago. It was a fun little feature.

That's a good idea for those who like IRL meetups! I know some people use fetlife for that, but it never hurts to have more resources.

I keep my diapers in an old bookbag in the back of my closet.

My area has recently opened up more; we've switched levels from yellow to green. Even in yellow, I noticed a good number of people still walking in parks/ walking in neighborhoods, etc. And not wearing masks. For once I'm thankful I'm in online classes, otherwise I'd have gone nuts stuck in the house for all this time. I've been keeping in shape with some workout videos on youtube.

Alex looked at his mother’s smiling face and squeezed his blue bear tight. Ella’s dyed blonde hair was in a stylish shoulder length bob. She wore a navy sweater, mom jeans, and a golden heart necklace studded with real diamonds Alex and his dad got her for mother’s day several years ago. Inside the locket was a picture of the three of them. A pair of diamond and gold earrings completed her casual look. A small worm of suspicion wriggled in his gut. He knew that expression on her pretty face. Her smile was too tight, underlined with a nervous tension. She was afraid of how he was going to react to what she’d done. His parents did not approve of him and Bernadette dating. They never objected directly, just dropped small, subtle hints in what they said, their facial expressions and tones, the things they did not say. Ella was close friends with Bernadette’s mom, so she heard first hand all the gripes about Bernadette refusing to go to college. She thought the magical act was a pipe dream, that Bennie was throwing away her future. There would be bad consequences to that action and Ella feared Bernadette would drag Alex down with her. Ella told Alex he and Bennie were far too young to be so serious. He countered by pointing out his grandparents married when Grandma was just sixteen and she never even finished highschool. His grandparents were still together. Ella said times were different now so his point wasn’t valid. Ella said another reason the relationship would never work out was they were headed in different directions. Alex was going off to college after graduation and summer vacation. Bernadette was going nowhere fast if she didn’t screw her head on straight and pick a college and a major. A major that actually offered future employment and job opportunities. Alex said he and Bennie already talked about that, and were determined to make it work. A lot of celebrities got divorced all the time, but his mother’s favorite singer, Dolly Parton, had been married for over 50 years. Alex and Bennie were going to do the same thing, no matter how famous Bennie got. Ella’s last argument had crossed the line with Alex. He loved his mother very much, but she saw him as a helpless cripple who would always need care and support, would never be able to live independently on his own. Bernadette was never the most reliable person, so who was going to take care of Alex while Bennie was off frittering her life away on a wild goose chase of fame? His mom assumed he was always going to live at home until his parents could no longer care for him, then he’d move into an assisted living facility. She had no faith in his ability to care for himself, and that burned. Alex held his hurt and anger in, but refused his mother’s help even more than he already had. She thought she had to sacrifice her life to take care of her now-disabled son, and refused to entertain the idea Alex could take care of himself, by himself. Alex held his silence. He hated fighting with his parents, and his mom brushed aside his arguments. His dad never listened, never intervened. Dad just kissed his forehead, patted his shoulder with a “Talk to your mom about it, sport.” then headed off to work or plunked himself down in a chair and buried his face in a newspaper or the television. Being trapped all day every day in the house with his mom brought the tension bubbling to the surface. Ella and Alex skated around it. Talking about it would only end in arguments and shouting. Neither wanted that, so they continued on with Ella trying to baby Alex, and Alex resistant every step of the way. Ella’s latest tactic to break up Alex and Bernadette was to introduce her son to other girls. Any and every single girl around his age or a little older. She asked her friends and friends of friends. So far she’d only been able to turn up a hand full, but she still kept trying. She wasn’t picky; it would just be casual dating after all. In her eyes, her son was too young and still adjusting to life after his accident. “You’re doing it again, Mom.” Alex hugged Count Snuggly von Snuffles the IV tight like the little stuffed bear was a shield for his emotions. Ella’s smile faltered under Alex’s blank stare. “Doing what? Me, the dog, and Bernadette are the only people you’ve talked to in over a month. You haven’t seen your old basketball friends since you came home from the hospital. It’s not healthy, Alex. I’m just trying to help you expand your social horizons. Cathy is a very nice young lady. I think you’ll like her a lot. She’s the daughter of one of your dad’s golfing buddies.” His pink lips puckered in a sour scowl. “I’m not dating her.” Ella’s laugh sounded forced as she went over to Alex’s desk and opened his mint green laptop, turning it on. “Who said anything about dating? I really don’t know where you get these wild ideas from. Probably from hanging out with Bernadette so much. Her head is always in the clouds. It won’t hurt to just talk with Cathy. Maybe you’ll make a new friend? She’s been stuck in the house just like you. What else are you going to do?” Alex puffed his cheeks out, ready to scream. If he pointed out his mother only kept introducing him to single girls his age, she would just brush it off as him reading too much into things and being overly paranoid. He’d rather do anything than meet yet another girl. “Study.” “At breakfast you told me you were ahead, so you can take a little break and chat with Cathy. Same goes for reading or watching a movie.” “I was gonna take Sarge into the backyard for some fetch.” Alex rubbed Snuggly’s soft blue fur, trying to stay calm. “He’s sleeping now. You can do that after lunch. Speaking of that, how about some grilled Islay’s barbeque chipped ham and cheese sandwiches with potato chips? I got your favorite sweet onion chips. Last bag at the store.” Ella opened his laptop and clicked on his video chat software. “Fine.” Alex clenched his teeth. His mom only did these things because she cared about him and worried for him. But at eighteen, he was a grown up. He was graduating highschool soon. She needed to listen to him, not bulldoze right over him like she did his father. He didn’t know how to get her to listen. Starting a fight with her would only cause more problems, make her double down instead of opening up. “Cathy likes potato chips, too. Won’t you just talk to her, for a little bit? Please? For your Mommy?” Ella turned around to stare down at her son with pleading eyes. “Fine. Just for a little bit. And this is the last time.” Alex sighed, burying his face in Snuggly’s belly so he didn’t have to look at his mother. Ella beamed. “I know you didn’t hit it off with the other girls. But I’ve got a good feeling about Cathy. Just as friends, of course!” She hummed to herself as she fussed with Alex’s hair, running her fingers through the blonde locks. “Mom!” Alex squirmed and ducked. His diaper rustled loudly. “What? I’m just trying to fix your hair. You never get a chance to redo a first impression.” Alex growled and smacked his mother’s hands with Snuggly. The soft plush didn’t hurt, but it made her take a step back with her hands raised up. “Okay, okay. Grumpy pants.” He smiled and hugged Count Snuggly to his chest. “Anyway, I’m glad you said yes, sweetie. Because I talked to Cathy’s mom and Cathy is waiting for you to call. I got her screenname and everything. It’s all set up, so you just have to talk and have fun. Making a new friend.” Ella went behind Alex’s wheelchair and pushed him to his desk. He jumped when his chair suddenly rolled forward. “Mom!” He hated being manhandled like that, even by his mother. She was the only one who dared. The only time Bennie pushed him was when he asked her to, usually through non-verbal communication. They’d been so close all their lives they could practically read each other’s minds. He hated asking for help, and Bennie always just seemed to know, to sense, when he needed it. When his arms got tired on a long outing, or when his diaper needed changed. She’d give him a questioning look; he’d nod, then she’d take care of it. Ella just assumed and plunged full steam ahead like a runaway train that would not be stopped. “What? Did I scare you? Sorry, sweetheart.” Ella kissed the top of Alex’s head in apology. He clenched his fingers in Snuggly’s blue fur. “Tell me if you’re going to push me. I don’t like being moved like that.” Someone moving him like that made him feel vulnerable and violated, his personal space invaded. His wheelchair was a part of him. “I said I’m sorry. Geeze. You really are grumpy. Maybe you needed a longer nap. Does your diaper need changed?” “Mother!” His cheeks turned pink in frustration as his temper rose. “I can take care of my own diapers.” “Like this morning?” Ella stood to her full height, towering above her son, hands on her hips. Alex winced. “Maybe I worry too much and go overboard. Sorry if I do. I try not to. But you’re my son. I can’t help it. It’s what mothers do. My instinct is to shield you from the world and protect you. I know you’re growing up and I need to start letting go. But after-” She bit her lip, glancing at his wheelchair. Alex felt his face grow hot. She sighed, deflating. Her shoulders sagged. “But after. It’s just a little harder for me. I know it’s hard for you, too. I’ll try a little harder if you’ll try to be patient with me. I love you.” Alex wanted to bash his head off the desk. She completely missed his point. He sometimes wondered if she did it on purpose. He sighed. “I love you too.” She held out her arms, and he relented, allowing her to hug him. She bent down, her arms slipping around his slender waist. He closed his eyes as their bodies pressed together. Her sweater was soft under his cheek, and he could smell her perfume. It was his dad’s favorite scent. “So, how’s that diaper?” His mom whispered in his ear. “Just a little damp. I changed when I woke up.” “Do you want a dry one for meeting Cathy?” “Why waste a diaper? They’re expensive.” He shook his head and squirmed, diaper rustling. Ella took the cue and stood up. “Alright. I’ll leave you to it. Just press the button on the screen and you’re all set to go.” She headed to the door then paused, one hand on the wooden frame. “And baby? You might want to put your bear down.” She smiled over her shoulder then headed to the kitchen to make lunch for herself and her son. Alex stuck his tongue out in a moment of childish defiance then turned to his laptop. “You’re staying with me.” He told Snuggly then opened up the video chat with a reluctant click.