PoopyDiaperDude

I've had diapers around since my wife and I met. I've had pee issues my whole life. She's not into them herself, but knows of my love for them. I wear to bed every night, and am 24/7 on the weekends. If we go out, I'm diapered. I put them on and change in front of her. They are not part of our sex life...sadly. She has worn a couple of times years ago, and she looks great in a diaper. All that being said, I could not and would not stay with a partner that would not allow me to have this in my life. I think it would say a lot about someone if they refused to allow me to be me. On many forums I read posts from members that are miserable because the s.o. won't "allow" it. I just don't understand that. How can someone "allow/not allow" you to do what brings you joy? I look at all the other valuable things we each bring to our relationship. Neither one of us would throw that away over the absobancy level of my underwear. Sorry for the rant.

I did, starting around age 11. I still love going in my underwear from time to time. Very different (obviously) than going in a diaper.

I look all the time. I spotted a 30 something woman with a diaper butt just yesterday. Diapers, particularly pull ups, are more commonly worn these days, and a discerning eye cam pick them out.

Years ago I ran across a series of pictures once (amateur stuff, captured as part of a play session I assume) and actually knew/still know the lady. I've never said anything to her.

Me. Woke up a bit ago and messed myself making coffee. I just love being messy.

Lol, if not, waffle stomp it thru the drain..... It's a thing https://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=waffle stomp

Me. I'm currently sitting outside with the pup, enjoying a nice morning load in my soaking wet XP5000. Such a nice comfy feeling.

I had poop in my underwear, and I was enjoying rocking my bottom back and forth on thr corner of my bed, while I was playing with myself. Boom! First orgasm. And the two acts were permanently linked in my psyche.

I got to enjoy this proclivity yesterday afternoon when I got home from work. It's was the perfect consistency for the deed, and quite the load. I stayed messy for a couple of hours, sitting on a towel while watching baseball. It's very cathartic for me. But I suppose any messing is like that for us poopers.

Shame on you.

A nice firm mess that flattens out and remains in your underwear while you go about your day is....amazing.

XPMedical is the best.

I literally am sitting at a stoplight, having just loaded my underwear driving home from errands. Amazing feeling. Massive load and the perfect consistency. Time to go home and do some gardening! Just had to share.

I bet many of us "poopers" started out this way. I know I did. Doing it now is a walk down memory laneso to speak. It's clearly different from doing it in a diaper, and I find both enjoyable.

Always wear my Hanes tighty whitys (sp?) over my diaper. Helps hold 'em up when they're soaked and heavy.

Melyssa. Oh my.

While I've been a lifelong bedwetter and diaper lover, one of my favorite things to do is mess in my underwear. It's just very different from experiencing messing a diaper. Perhaps it harkens from childhood when I had no diapers. But when I can I just adore loading my underwear, then hanging out doing whatever I'm doing with messy pants. I can reach back and feel the load, flatten as needed, etc. Anyone else?

Heppy Monday! I'm in a very wet and recently very messy Better Dry. Love it!

Just..... NO! So wrong to leave it on display.

I think we all would like to find that friend, someone of the same spirit. My partner is also 100% accommodating, but it would just be different to have a kindred spirit to hang out with. Good luck with your search. If you’re ever in Texas, drop me a note.

VPN at all times. Even at your home.

I started out very early on messing my underwear. I still love it, some 50+ years later.

I'm wet and messy. Yea!

Just now. I love it as much as the first time I ever did it. I'm not sure why it's so cathartic, but it is. I love being in a messy diaper.

I’ve had all kinds of messy dreams, but have never messed in my sleep.