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Www.usfca.edu At the bottom of the page there are relaxation activities. Otherwise I've had great success with Trazadone.

Baby-pants onesies are by far the best constructed I have ever had.

My wife diapered me last night for the first time. While it was absolutely an amazing experience, I found it to be quite a challenge as well. Not surprisingly, she had no idea what I expected of her and had to walk her through every step. It is without doubt a worthwhile experience thought!

Plain white and used by other people isn't exactly what I'm looking for

Anybody ever seen any fun bathrobes? My wife and I recently stayed at a resort where I discovered first hand bathrobes are actually awesome. She suggested we get one each for ourselves, so naturally, I was hoping to find one that appeals to my 'little' side. I've seen tons for kids of various themes to include fun hoods and such. I would love one of a similar style.

That's really where I started wearing diapers. It was one of the few places I could reasonably hide a diaper because snow-pants are bulky and crinkle allready! I would usually keep a change in the car, pick it up halfway through the day, and slip into the chalet for a quick change.

http://www.baby-pants.com/onezie.php The pink butterfly one toward the bottom

I too remember nothing of wearing diapers as a kid despite having many vivid memories starting when I was about 1.5. I lived in an apartment with my parents until just before my 2 year old birthday when we moved. I still remember going for walks, playing with toys in the backyard, and even remembered the neighbors names. I've always had an extraordinary memory. I think this is partly to blame for being an AB.

An interesting way of putting it but I would agree with the concept that after having sex a few times you will be a "champion." I too shared the same issues and tried the junk sold on the internet and elsewhere to find it all a scam and waste of money. Do not do the same as I did in that regard. I too found using my imagination and inserting ABDL scenes and situations to be of great help. After some time, 6-12 months, I found my confidence issues were gone and the issue kind of disappeared. Don't get frustrated with it as that will only make things worse! Don't think about what it could mean or what your subconcious is telling you if you believe it to be related to your sexual orientation.... it doesn't mean your gay.....

Just got my order and I can say these are of far higher quality than the Jumpin Jammerz I previously bought. Well worth the money. Took about 2 months from order to delivery though as I live in the Midwest USA.

I would have to weigh more toward using extreme caution if she's only a friend. It certainly does feel good to tell somebody as I have recently experienced the same, but remember your secret cannot be taken back. Also, it's peoples general nature to like to talk to other people about things. Once alcohol or perhaps a disagreement between you to steps into the realm of things, there is a possibility your secret once kept to herself will find an ear with one of her very good friends. I personally chose if a person is not going to be involved in my little side they don't need to know. My fiance is the only person I have shared it with and we have been together for years.

have a look at pacifiersrus.com. I ordered one from here and like it very much.

I was the oldest but don't think this to be much of a contributing factor. I was potty trained and entirely out of diapers by about 1.5yrs old and my memories go back to about 2 years old. I never did have chronic bed wetting problem either so it is beyond me why I identify as an AB....

I do agree he is a very bad image for all of us. There is no one person who is perfectly suited for representing the ABDL community but I can tell you with absolute certainty people are likely to view an AB in a negative way after seeing Stanley on TV in either of his two shows. People are more likely to understand, be less judgemental, and maybe even relate when the person they are watching is mainstream and relatable. I'm not bashing Stanley in his poor decision making, I'm trying to make a point that AB's must be portraited as close to "normal" as possible to those who, prior to watching the show, were never aware of the ABDL lifestyle.

I just wanted to share what I ended up finding and getting. I found a fleece lined all in one cloth diaper with a layer of PUL sewn into it. I was absolutely amazed how absorbant it was even without an insert. Amazingly comfortable as well. I've tried cloth, gauze, and flannel cloth diapers and fleece is absolutely the only way to go. http://www.etsy.com/shop/bunnie4?ref=seller_info -the seller which I purchased mine from. http://www.etsy.com/listing/94272995/adult-special-needs-sunmoon-and-stars - the actual one I got.

I ordered mine a couple days ago. There is no doubt they are expensive. After the conversion from pounds to dollars our order was about $250....ouch....

We continued to enjoy the rest of the afternoon by swimming, hanging out on the beach, and setting up our campsite. Stacy and I would be staying in a small 3 person tent together while Jill, Jim, and Ashley would be staying in a much larger tent immediately next to us. Stacy and I took turns blowing up our queen sized air mattress before laying out our mummy style sleeping bags. I was surprised Stacy’s mom and dad would allow us to share a tent with them having plenty of room in their tent. Despite sharing a bed, we were still sleeping in separate sleeping bags so she might as well have been in another bed anyways. After enjoying a small campfire and roasting s’mores it was time for bed. While I was getting into a pair of sweatpants and a long sleeved shirt for bed I found I was having a lot of trouble. It was a particularly cloudy night with only a tiny sliver of the moon to provide any light. Without the flashlight Stacy had on it, was nearly impossible to see inside the tent or outside. Stacy and I lied awake talking for a couple hours before the day’s exhausting events caused me to quickly and unexpectedly fall asleep. I woke up after several hours feeling very dazed and confused. I found the hot chocolate I had earlier drunk left me needing to pee very badly. I looked around trying to get my bearings but found myself very confused where I was. After staring into the darkness trying to gather myself for a few minutes, I finally found myself awake enough to remember where I was. With the extraordinarily strong urge to pee, I began fumbling around looking for the flashlight. I was trying my hardest not to wake Stacy up before giving up my search for the light. I then began to fumble with the tent zipper deciding I would make due in the dark. I felt as though I was about explode as I hastily pulled on the tent zipper trying to get out. Having pulled too hard and quickly, I found I had accidentally zipped part of the tent door into the zipper causing it to get stuck. After fumbling trying to free the zipper I felt my pants beginning to grow warm. I found myself unable to stop as the pee began to soak my sweat pants and run down my legs. Through the tent wall I saw a light turn on in the other tent, the zipper being undone, and I realized Jill was getting up. As if the timing couldn’t have been worse, she walked over to the tent and asked “is everything ok?

We couldn’t get to the campsite quick enough as the mess began to spread around in my diaper. Thankfully the island was well within sight and we were only a few hundred yards off the south side. I eagerly turned to Jill and asked her where our campsite was to be disappointed when she said it was on the other side. She explained we still have about a 30 – 45 minute paddle around the west tip of the island before we would be there. As we were getting closer, and with every paddle stroke, I was feeling the all too familiar feeling of again having to pee. Knowing it would be difficult to further embarrass myself by holding it I again began to pee allowing it to rush into the diaper. I was surprised at how much it was able to hold and made a small realization that, despite being very wet and messy, the diaper was still somewhat comfortable. As we turned the final corner around the island I could see a very large sandy beach with a few campsites spread along it and a few other kayaks pulled up onto the sand. With Jim and Stacy again right alongside us Stacy pointed out the closest campsite as our own which I could see was no more than a couple minutes away. Stacy called out my name as she stuck her tongue at me and splashed me with water. She and her dad then started to race us to the beach. Due to my ever growing uncomfortable situation, I was never so excited to paddle hard to get out of the kayak and clean up. As we reached the beach, just seconds behind Stacy and her dad, another family walking past stopped to help us with pulling our kayaks onto the beach. I felt inclined to stay sitting in the kayak until they had passed due to the unmistakable smell of me not being able to stop myself from messing my diaper. As I remained sitting Jill called out from behind me saying I had to get out making it easier to get the kayak all of the way out of the water. I sheepishly slid up and out of the kayak and onto the beach, where despite wearing a thin wetsuit, I thought the entire beach was staring at the bulge in my pants. In what seemed like an eternity, the kayaks were up and out of the water, and Jill was helping Ashley out of her seat carrying her up to the campsite. I found myself uncertain what to do next. I absolutely did not want to take my wetsuit off as it would expose the only thing I was wearing beneath it, plastic pants and a diaper badly needing to be taken off. I quietly asked Stacy where I could change, but amazingly, Jill overheard and told me to wait until she had taken care of Ashley. Stacy and I quietly sat on the beach while Jill laid Ashley down on a nearby picnic table, quickly removed her diaper, cleaned her up, and helped her into a pull-up. Jill then placed the diaper bag over her shoulder and began walking in my direction. While Jill was approaching Stacy leaned to me and apologized. She explained she was sorry I felt embarrassed and that she had earlier lied to me. I couldn’t think of a time or situation where she lied as I stared at her in confusion. She quickly explained she didn’t actually wet herself during the paddle to the island. She said she had told me she wet her pull up because she was trying to make me feel more comfortable. I knew it wouldn’t have changed the outcome as I certainly would have soiled my diaper at one point or another so I wasn’t upset. Jill laid her hand on my shoulder and said “come on up to the picnic table honey.

Thanks. More to come then

While asking an unrelated question to ABU, I asked if there were plans in the works to create a printed pull up similar to pull-ups / goodnights. The rep said it is on their list of things to do. I know it is something I would like to see out of them.

Hi. This is my first attempt at writing anything. Out of nothing more than boredom today, I gave it an attempt. Please have a read and let me know what you think? Everything about it, including ages and names, are enirely fictional. Shall I continue? Suggestions for changes or continued story lines? Thanks My name is Jake and I am a normal 16 year old guy enjoying my summer away from school as most do. Living in northern Minnesota means I regularly take opportunities to travel and experience different aspects of the outdoors. When I received the invitation to go on a kayaking trip with my girlfriend Stacy and her parents I found myself giddy with excitement unable to say no. The plan was to leave the following Saturday morning traveling by car to the northern Wisconsin area along the lake where we could load our kayaks and travel out to the Apostle Islands. As usual with me and trips, the days leading up to it ticked slowly away until finally I was given a ride to Stacy's home to leave. The trip was to be 3-4 nights depending on the weather with Stacy's parents, Jim and Jill, and her 6 year old sister Ashley coming along. With a 6 hour ride ahead of us we began packing the van and buckling in for the long ride. Out of pure excitement I found Stacy and I waiting in the van for everybody else to come out before they finally did. Jill helped buckle Ashley into a larger child seat they explained she uses during long car rides. They had dressed her in footed pajamas, and I wasn't certain, but as she was being strapped in I was certain I heard and saw a buldge in her pajamas looking like she was diapered. As she was long potty trained I quickly dismissed it as unlikely and buckled myself in for the trip. We were passing the time giggling and talking about what we were going to do the next few days. Jill was explaining we would be taking the two kayaks consisting of one tandem and one 3 person kayak, from the mainland out to one of the islands a couple hours out. While driving we noticed it slightly began to rain and a storm front was likely to hit us before the end of the day. Jill checked the weather and verified this to be the case and said we didn't have any time to waste and had to do the crossing before the storm came in or we would be stuck for the night. Just then, Ashley whispered to her mom she needed to use the bathroom. I believed we would likely have to stop for her to go on the roadside as the route we were taking led us by no stores or bathrooms of any kind for the next many hours. My earlier suspicions were verified when I heard Jill whisper back for Ashley to just go in her diaper. Ashley didn't fuss only saying she doesn't like wetting her pants. Jill nicely whispered back "don't worry honey, we'll stop up ahead and change you." What she said next shocked me and I didn't believe what I heard. Jill turned to Stacy and I and said "were going to stop ahead to change Ashley and I think we should just diaper all you kids. We don't have a lot of time to get to the campsite and we don't have time to look for bathrooms. It will only take me one minute to change a wet diaper and a couple to change a messy diaper. Either way, we will save alot of time over looking for bathrooms." With about 2 hours left of our drive, Jim pulled the van over in a small private pull over area with nobody around. I began to complain because I don't need and definately don't want to put a diaper on. Stacy quickly began to explain it was ok and I wouldn't have to use it and it would only be for "just in case." Jim parked the van alongside a small grassy area next to the woods. Jill went to the back with our bags and removed a large purse that resembled a very large diaper bag. I could see the standard diaper bag items like powder and a couple travel packs of baby wipes peeking out from a side pocket. She reached inside and handed Stacy a large pink pull-up style diaper and said "put this on sweety." She then turned to me and said "Sorry Jake, but your a bit bigger than Stacy and won't fit into a pull-up so I'm going to have to put you into one of the large diapers we have." I again tried to explain I didn't need one but she visibly got upset and Stacy again ensured it was ok. I hesitantly said "ok" and reached for the large disposable diaper in Jill's hand. She pulled it away and said "sorry honey, I'm going to have to put it on you to make sure it's on right." In the meantime, I noticed Jim was in the process of lying Ashley down on the backseat and undoing her cloths to change her diaper. Jill pulled out a large beach towel that I noticed to be a Winnie the Pooh style towel and lied it in the grass next to the open door of the van. She set the bag, which was now clearly a large diaper bag, down on the grass near the towel. She motioned to me saying "lie down Jacob." Knowing people rarely used my full name unless serious, I did as told and lied down next to Jill as she was kneeled down digging in the diaper bag. Jill turned her attention to me ensuring nobody else was around to see and it wasn't a big deal. As if planned, another car ironically pulled in nearby with other kids getting out. She continued to reasure me saying she would make it quick. She unbuttoned my jeans and slid them off with my underwear. I felt like I was going to pop my face was so red and I was so embarassed with my situation. As I lied there wearing only a tshirt I could see the other kids from the other car turn and see me in my position. I could hear them talking asking their mom if that boy over there was wearing diapers. Their mom quickly led them away which made me begin to tear up out of embarassment. Jill unfolded the diaper giving it one quick shake before lying it down next to me. I could see it was a large white diaper exactly resembling a baby's diaper with little teddy bears on it. She placed one hand on each of my knees as I was lying down and said "bring your knees to your chest honey and I'll get you diapered quickly". I did as she explained and she expertly slid the diaper up under my naked butt. She then reached for the powder sprinkling some on my private parts and into the diaper. Jill then quickly rubbed the powder in before putting my feet back down onto the towel. At this point I was fully sobbing out of embarassment. Jill quickly pulled the diaper between my legs and taped it into place. She then helped me to my feet where I was only standing in a shirt and diaper again with the other kids watching. She held my jeans as I stepped into them before she buttoned them herself. She then placed my underwear into the diaper bag saying "you won't need these right now." I then joined Stacy inside the van and we continued on our trip. When we arrived at the lake Stacy and I sat in the van while Jill and Jim loaded the kayaks and got them ready. They then helped Ashley into her wetsuit which they explained was necessary should the kayak tip. They had also brought a wetsuit for Stacy and I. Once Ashley was ready, Jill grabbed the next wesuit and handed it to me suggesting I put it on in the grass to keep out the sand. Stacy mentioned to her mom she had to go to the bathroom and Jill pointed to a nearby outhouse suggesting to hurry up. I also mentioned I needed to pee and was surprised when she said "the storms almost here Jake, and we need to get going. Try to hold it untill we get to the island or you can use your diaper if you need to. I'll change you as soon as I can when we get there. I brought enough diapers for the whole trip." I wasn't sure what surprised me more between her telling me to hold it when I knew I couldn't for that length of time or Jill's comment about enough diapers for the whole trip. Without saying anything, Jill reached for my pants unbottoning them and sliding them down. She again lied me down, this time on the middle seat of the van with dozens of kids around watching. She quickly pulled on a pair of clear plastic pants explaining they would keep me dry incase some water got inside my wetsuit. She then helped me into my wetsuit with only my diaper and plastic pants underneath them. When we set out in the boats I was in the front of the 3 person kayak with Jill and Ashley while Stacy and her dad were in the 2 person kayak. It was nice when the sky cleared and the sun came out despite the weather forcast, but it was frustrating as it was evident I didn't need to be diapered all along. About an hour into paddling I could tell I absolutely had to pee now. I turned around to jill and asked how much longer. She replied "just a couple more hours. Are you tired or need to use the bathroom?" I said I was ok but really needed to pee. She explained it would be a while and I should just let it go and use my diaper. In a nice motherly tone she said "it's ok honey. Nobody will need to know and I will change you when we get to the campsite." Stacy was closeby hearing our conversation and quietly told me she couldn't hold it either and had wet her pull-up allready. In a futile attempt to prove to myself I could hold it, I waited another few minutes before succumbing to the growing pressures in my bladder and began to slowly let my pee into the diaper. I did slowly at first not believing it would hold my entire full bladder, but after a few seconds, the flow increased to where I had zero control as I flooded the diaper. As if it wasn't embarassing enough to have just wet my pants wearing a diaper at the age of 16, I felt the clear urge to poop once the looming pressure of my bladder was gone. Knowing the island was still a very long way out I pinched my butt together as long as possible before being unable to prevent myself from messing my diaper.

I'm sure there are those negative experiences associated with telling our significant others but from what I hear / read it seems there are more positive experiences. Mine was. Perhaps this may influence more people? As a matter of fact, my fiance is ordering onesie pajamas with me as we speak.

If you are serious in your relationship and believe it will further progress into engagement or living together I would recommend talking with her sooner rather than later. I had the same dilema as you about 5 months ago. My only regret was not talking about it sooner.

Very nice!

Not going to lie, a matching teddy bear would be super fun!