[Talked to my doctor about wearing diapers all the time.]

Just had my doctor visit where I talked to my doctor about wearing diapers all the time I did not say I want to be incontinent I said I have some form of body dysmorphia where my brain body doesn't match my physical body. I want to be able to wear diapers and use them all the time. And I mean it was no surprise insurance wouldn't cover them well actually they didn't really even ask because I didn't really have any problems in the bathroom department. The doctor did ask if I pee and poop in the diapers and I said yes LOL. He also asked if I was wearing one at the moment and I said yes. From the way my doctor acted it seems like he would have been more than happy to say yeah you can wear diapers and here's all the diapers for free if he could.  Anyways that's all that happened I got a no we can't do that. And at the very least it's charted somewhere that I want to wear diapers.

[What happened to my story Max's diaper daze?]

I'm curious why my story was removed titled Max's diaper daze?

[Max's diaper daze]

Max’s Diaper Daze

a Daddy Day Care fanfiction

I did not write this story I merely commissioned it. Feel free to repost this.

It was another busy afternoon at Daddy Day Care. The ordinary suburban home was abuzz with activity, screeching children running about while spraying each other with foam darts from brightly colored NERF weapons. Charlie, a handsome man with a hint of five o’clock shadow, kept one foot in and one foot out of the back door, trying to keep a handle on things.

“Woah, Jamie! Watch what you’re doin’ with that! You’re gonna put an eye out or somethin!” Charlie shouted, eyes going wide as a young girl sprinted past carrying a battle-scarred plastic sword. A moment later, Tony sprinted past, dressed head to toe in a spandex Flash outfit. “Slow down! You’re gonna trip and bust your dang head open!”

“Relax, would you? What’s the worst that could happen?” Beside him, Phil took a long swing from a bright red can of Coca-Cola. In his late thirties with a gradually receding hairline and dark sunglasses, he seemed completely unperturbed by the chaotic scene. “We’ve got liability insurance, right?”

“Yeah, but I don’t want no lawyers going over everything with a magnifying glass!” Charlie sighed, taking a deep breath while glancing up at the nest of paper wasps slowly expanding at the far end of the porch. “We’re here to do this right, not earn ourselves a newspaper headline man.”

“You were a market executive, right? You should have that P.R. management in the bag.” Phil turned around to stick his hand for a family-size bag of Fritos. It was at that moment that Charlie noticed the strange expression on Phil’s son, Max, standing beneath a large oak tree that shaded about half the backyard. “Hey, uh…Max is making a face.”

“Oh jeez…that’s the face.” Turning around, Phil grimaced as he noticed the far-off stare beneath Max’s raven curls. Max bit his bottom lip, his face turning a pleasing shade of cherry as he seemed to strain. The elastic waistband of a plastic-backed Luvs diaper was clearly visible sticking out of his tight-fitting athleisure pants. “You know the face?”

“He’s pooping again?” Charlie asked, taking a few steps forward to be within easy earshot of Max. A moment later, he was greeted with several rude noises from the toddler’s rear. Prrrt. Pbbbblt. Prrrrrsh. “Oh jeez, he is. Should we…take him to the bathroom?” he asked.

“No way. He hasn’t gone in a week.” Max’s face turned beet red as he grimaced, lips pulling away from his teeth. Clenching his fists, his pudgy tummy flexed beneath his t-shirt as a small bulge formed in the back of his pants. “It’s gonna be bad.”

“He really should be going once a day,” Charlie replied, listening to a few more muddy farts before Max released the vile load into his Luvs. Blort! The seat of his pants ballooned outward, a heavy mass sliding into his disposable potty. A sly smile creeped across his face as he bent down to return to his bright yellow Tonka truck. “Are you gonna do something about that?” 

“Can you change him again? I just can’t.” Phil had the thousand-yard stare of a soldier neck-deep in the trenches. A dark shade of chartreuse became apparent on his cheeks as he audibly retched. “I really can’t, Charlie.”

“Okay, fine, I can do it. Last time he tried to change himself and I had to clean the bathroom, it took an entire bottle of Costco bleach to get it back to something resembling clean.” Charlie shuddered, thinking of spending several hours cleaning bodily fluids off every surface imaginable—including the ceiling. “But you really need to potty-train him.”

“He was potty-trained! Then his mother started giving him Lego and Hot Wheels in exchange for going in his diapers just to spite me,” Phil replied with a deep sigh. “Now the kid won’t even look at a potty without bribes I can’t afford to pay.”

“Alright, I’ll handle it.” Magnani loafers tapping lightly against the brick walkway, Charlie padded up to Max and tugged back the waistband of his Luvs to inspect the damage. He wrinkled his nose as the distinct, sickly-sweet smell of a full diaper assaulted his nose. A huge log was nestled up against Max’s bottom, curled in the back of his diaper like a reticulated python. “Oh jeez. Let’s get your diaper changed, little man.”

Max whined, keeping hold of his Tonka as Charlie took his hand and escorted him to the designated changing room. The toddler walked with a pronounced waddle, obviously weighed down by the voluptuous load in his Luvs. Charlie had to half-drag him the last few feet to the commercial grade changing table, a hulking piece of furniture with a step stool at one end. “So, why aren’t you pooping every day, buddy?” Charlie asked.

“Um…I dunno,” Max replied, diaper sagging in his pants as he ascended up and onto the changing table. He turned around, plopping down with a wet squelch on the vinyl changing mat. Charlie tugged down his pants, exposing Barney’s smiling face just above the yellow-tinted padding. There was a firm and prominent bulge from his seat, the Luvs barely managing to contain the load. “I just didn’t hafta go before.”

“Do you want to keep wearing diapers or use the big boy potty?” Charlie assembled the necessary supplies off to the side before setting to work. Separating the sticky tapes from the landing strip, he allowed Max’s bloated diaper to fall open. “Phew! What was Phil feeding you, little man?”

Max shot Charlie a grin with several missing teeth as he used what little clean padding remained to scrape the worst of the sticky mess off Max’s bottom. It was like cleaning up after the otter exhibit at the zoo, the smelly muck caked around the toddler’s prince parts. Warming the Pampers wipes before setting to work, Max began by cleaning around his taint and balls. “No, I want to wear diapees. I like goin’ poopies on Barney.”

“Well, do you like making big poopies?” Once a few brown-stained wipes had accumulated in a pile beneath Max’s bottom, he rolled the old Luvs up for disposal. Completely stuffed with an enormous load of pee-pee and poopies, it made a satisfying squack as it landed in the bottom of the Diaper Genie. 

“I love making big poopies, but I don’t like my tummy hurting,” Max replied. Once Charlie was confident that Max was clean enough that his fresh diaper would catch everything left behind, he unfolded a thick Luvs diaper and slid it under the toddler’s chubby bottom. “Uh oh!” he suddenly exclaimed, as an ominous growl came from his gut.

“Uh oh?” Charlie asked, a moment before he noticed the redness spreading around Max’s cheeks. Like a groundhog peeking out of its den, he noticed that another firm log was already crowning from the toddler’s bottom. There was a sharp crackle as Charlie brought the diaper into place, just in time to contain the second load. “Uh oh, Max! You had to go again?”

“Uh…hnng…huh…mrmph!” Max grunted, his bladder releasing as well as he destroyed his freshly changed diaper. The toddler seemed to relish in blasting Barney’s smiling face with pee-pee as the hissing intensified. Blort! Pssssssshhhhhh! “I hadda make big poopies!”

“You really had to go!” Charlie raised an eyebrow, watching Max’s Luvs expand as he grunted, strained, and farted into his crinkly diaper. Like a Captain Planet villain, the toddler wasn’t satisfied until he’d caked every inch of his Luvs with waste. “All done, little man?”

“Y-yeah,” Max said, letting out a final, bubbly fart. He giggled as Charlie set to work for a second time, this time more of a challenge because the mess had spread nearly waistband-to-waistband in his Luvs. Working only with wipes, Charlie set to work, paying extra attention to the toddler’s prince parts to ensure they were clean. “Wow! Those are cold,” Max remarked, as Charlie wrapped his balls in a wet wipe.

“Oh, sorry little man. Let me warm the next one up for you,” Charlie replied, using one hand to keep the toddler suspended by the ankles. “How’s this?” he asked, stroking another wipe across the toddler’s silky-smooth bottom.

“Much better,” Max replied with a toothy grin.

“You know you should be pooping once a day.” Charlie slid a wipe between the toddler’s cheeks to ensure he was clean before adding his vile Luvs to the growing pile of dirty diapers that had accumulated from the day’s changes. “But if you like big poopies, we can give you fiber supplements that would help make them pretty big.”

“I dunno,” Max replied, idly kicking his feet while Charlie massaged viscous baby oil into his delicate skin. Sliding a fresh Luvs under his bottom, Charlie activated the leak guards before applying a dusting of sweet-smelling cornstarch powder.

Charlie put on the best understanding look that he could manage. “I get it, little man. You only go once a week because your dad doesn’t like changing your diapers, right?” he asked.

“Yeah! Mommy likes when I make poopies, but Daddy hates it.” He grabbed hold of a toddler-appropriate puzzle toy and began flipping through the colors while Charlie snugly fastened a fresh diaper around his waist. Carefully centering the sticky tapes on each side of Barney’s head, he made sure the fit was even before rubbing each tape a few times with his thumb. 

“Well, how about this? You start pooping in your diapers once a day, and any time that you need a change, you can just come across the street and I’ll handle it. Sound good?” he asked, sliding Max’s pants back on and bringing his t-shirt back down. 

“Yeah, that sounds good to me!” Max giggled, skittering down the stairs and back onto the deep-pile carpet. The familiar odor of diaper rash cream tinged with a hint of the meaty odor of stale diapers diffused through the air as Max waddled away, his Luvs-clad bottom fully exposed beneath his t-shirt. Charlie took a moment to empty a can of air freshener before heading out into the living room. 

Feeling relieved, Charlie took a seat in a weathered leather armchair in the corner of the room. He kicked a few broken crayons out of the way before closing his eyes for just a moment. Crossing his leather loafers, he almost managed to unwind from the extraordinary effort of changing Max’s diaper—but was rudely interrupted by a muddy fart.

Charlie cracked an eye open. Max was standing a few feet away, playing with a neon pink Barbie Dreamhouse. While sliding one of the battered dolls up to the penthouse using the hand-pulled elevator, a pleased expression suddenly overtook his face. Prrrrbt. Pbbbblt. Prrrrrsh. 

“Are you goin’ stinky?” Charlie asked, watching Max bear down and brace his weight against the plastic structure. The toddler rose to his tiptoes and grunted, raven curls swaying across his forehead as stress wrinkles bunched up around his chin.

“Hnng…I’m going poopies…mrmph…on Barney!” Max groaned, as a visible bulge formed in the back of his Luvs. The thick plastic shell crinkled as the leg cuffs pulled away from his inner thighs, exposing a distinct brown tint visible through the leak guards. “Guh!””

“Go stinky then. I’ll change you when you’re done.” Charlie kept an eye on the toddler as he did his business, Max deepening his squat as his seat became totally packed. He was impressed that such an enormous mess could fit inside such a diminutive body. Each wet fart spread the chocolate stain further across the snow-white padding, until Max’s Luvs looked ready to burst. “All done?” he asked once the toddler sighed with relief.

“Yeah, all done.” Max swayed his hips from side to side and playfully giggled. “It looks like I have a tail, hehe!”

“Well, let’s see what the damage is.” Charlie gave the bulge in Max’s seat a firm smush to see how full his diaper really was. While the bulge somewhat flattened as the mess was squished against his bottom, the back remained quite bulgy. “Wow! You made a really big poopy, huh?”

Max nodded, blushing with a mixture of pride and embarrassment at having his mucky Luvs on full display. His thighs were forced several inches apart by the bloated diaper, each step causing the swollen padding to visibly jiggle. “Y-yeah…Barney’s all stinky and icky!”

“Well, I think this is the perfect opportunity to show Phil exactly how it’s done. What do you think?” Seeing Max’s approving nod, Charlie headed out to join him on the back porch. Several Velcro-tipped NERF darts hung off Phil’s shirt, while what appeared to be red Kool-Aid had been spilled all over his khaki shorts. “What is it this time? Hopefully, no one got into the Tide Pods again.”

“Naw, man. I just really need to show you how to change a diaper.” Charlie gestured for him to follow him inside. Stepping inside, Phil immediately recoiled at the noticeable odor of Max’s full diaper radiating through the room. “It’s not that bad. Look—let me grab you my emergency kit.”

Sprinting over to the bathroom, Charlie grabbed a Hello Kitty diaper bag overflowing with enough supplies to change an entire daycare. He reached into the side pocket and came up with a pair of latex gloves and a small jar of Vicks VapoRub. “That’s great and all, but I don’t have a stuffy nose,” Phil replied with a wary scowl.

“Just put a schmear beneath your nose. It really cuts down on the smell.” Unrolling a flexible vinyl changing mat, Charlie spread it across the floor while a few kids gathered around to observe the diaper-changing process. “Make sure to have a changing mat handy. Can you hop onto it, Max?” Charlie asked.

Max nodded, plopping his packed Luvs down with a muffled splorch. Charlie unfurled a fresh diaper, smoothing out the wings before setting the toddler down on it. “Now, you want to make sure you have a clean diaper down there to catch any ‘accidents.’ Otherwise, you might end up gettin’ a little golden fountain right up in your face.”

Popping open a turquoise plastic tub of Pampers wipes, Charlie tugged several free, keeping them handy as he undid the sticky tapes. Only slightly flinching at confronting the enormous load packed inside the bloated Luvs, Charlie used the mostly clean front as a large wipe to get the worst of the mess off Max’s bottom. “Always make sure to use the diaper first. That way, you won’t exhaust your supply of wipes every single change.”

“That is so gross,” Phil remarked, in surprisingly good spirits with two enormous globs of VapoRub situated beneath his nostrils. He watched as Charlie finished with the old diaper, folding it into a neat ball for disposal. “How do you keep so composed while you’re face-first in the trenches? It’s like one of the swamps of Dagobah.”

“You do what you need to do, man.” Charlie raised the clean diaper up, just in time to catch a spurt of pee. The thirsty padding easily absorbed it as Phil breathed an audible sigh of relief. Max giggled, clearly amused by the situation as he fiddled with an Optimus Prime action figure he’d grabbed from off to the side. “See what I mean about the fresh diaper?”

“Okay, I get it now.” Phil nodded as Charlie coated the toddler’s rear with a thick dusting of baby powder. He ran his fingertips lightly around Max’s prince parts to ensure all his crevices and folds were coated with a thick layer. “Is the baby powder really necessary?”

“It helps prevent diaper rash. Plus, it’ll help with the smell, even if it’s just a small improvement.” After squirting a little baby oil across Max’s rosy cheeks, Charlie brought the front up and snugly fastened the front tapes, using Barney’s face as a guide. “Try and get a nice, even tape job. Use the cartoon character on the landing strip as a reference point.”

“Huh, I never thought about that. Maybe that’s why I kept dealing with so many leaks.” Phil’s eyes lit up as he watched Charlie perform a minute adjustment to keep the tapes centered. Then, Charlie lifted the toddler up, running his hand along the leg cuffs to ensure they formed a tight seal. “You’ve really got this down to a science.”

“I’ve changed a lot of diapers,” Charlie replied matter-of-factly. Setting Max down, he tossed Phil the balled-up diaper like a softball. “Go and toss that for me, would you? And empty the Diaper Genie while you’re at it. I think it’s about to burst.”

“Ugh, why couldn’t you have done that!” Phil grumbled under his breath as he walked away, trying not to grip the soiled diaper too tightly. Charlie sighed with relief as he stood up and ripped his gloves off. “We really need to potty-train these kids,” he said, voice trailing off.

“But I don’t gotta get potty-trained, right?” Max asked, looking up at Charlie with soft hazel eyes. He looked quite cute in his Barney Luvs, the thirty padding already slightly damp. “I like not having to stop playing to use the potty. It’s so fun to watch all my yucky Luvs get eaten by the diapee pail!”

“No, you don’t have to.” Charlie watched Phil step back in, bearing a bloated stinky sausage packed with dirty Huggies, Luvs, and Pull-Ups. He was obviously straining under the weight, sweat beading on his forehead. “Yo Phil. Anytime that your kid needs a poopy diaper change and you don’t have the stomach, just have him come over to my house, okay?”

“Y-yeah…I’ll do that!” Phil replied, vanishing out the front door. Max waddled off with a bright grin, clearly enjoying the thick disposable potty taped around his bottom. Collapsing back into his armchair, Charlie sighed and squirted Purell onto his hands. While providing childcare involving a constant barrage of unpleasant stimuli, there was nothing more rewarding than a child’s smile…

[Going to be talking to my doctor about wanting to be incontinent. Any tips?]

On 7/2/2023 at 7:18 AM, Diapered Dave said:

Then you should do what your friend did.  

Not sure how to respond to this so I will respond in joking fashion if you know a way to get multiple sclerosis and you're holding out on us feel free to share.

14 hours ago, CountryRandy said:

My advice for cheaper diapers would be to start frequenting your local second hand stores. I find lots of diapers at goodwill and places like that. They are going to be typical store brand diapers mostly and on occasion I have seen molicare and attends. They usually sell them for $5 a pack. 

I had thought about talking to my doctor about it but chickened out. Admitting I wore them for comfort and anxiety reasons was enough for me when they seen my waist band lol.  I have achieved my own version of incontinence though through using a stent. 

I have put a lot of thought into talking to a doctor about becoming incontinent though.  I don't thing my family practice doctor would be open to helping out on something like that however, have you thought about consulting a cosmetic surgeon or the type of surgeon who performs body / gender reaffirming type surgeries. I think those type doctors would be more open and understanding than Primary physicians 

 

13 hours ago, Oscar Stern said:

If you get Depend Fresh Protection that'll help you be Diapered. Also remember that Diapers/Pull-Ups are for everyone cause it helps them let go & relax.

not sure why you guys want me to waste money on cheap diapers

[Going to be talking to my doctor about wanting to be incontinent. Any tips?]

24 minutes ago, DAQ said:

No need to be rude. I assumed from your post that you were looking to get some sort of procedure or surgery to make yourself incontinent.

Personally if you want to have something physically done to yourself. More power to you. But to dip into government assistance in my opinion is crossing a line. You can either afford it, or you can't

Okay so let's say I talked to a therapist and they agree that diapers would help my mental conditions whatever that is. Why shouldn't the insurance I'm already on be able to pay for them? I just don't really see a difference between this and something else that I need like eyeglasses just in a little different fashion. I mean I might not physically need diapers but maybe mentally I do. At least that's kind of what I'm getting at. And it's still the same I mean to be completely honest I highly doubt anything is going to come of this. But I don't know I don't see any harm in asking.

[Going to be talking to my doctor about wanting to be incontinent. Any tips?]

28 minutes ago, Elfy said:

If you don't currently have an issue with continence I'm not sure what you can expect a doctor to do. I'm not being negative against the whole concept of desiring incontinence (as it's a rule not to do so!) but I'm talking practically, I'm not sure what he can be expected to do. He isn't going to "make" you incontinent, he isn't going to refer you to a surgeon or someone who can do that either. The Hippocratic Oath prevents doctors from damaging bodies for what is, for all intents and purposes, no reason. That isn't to say I don't thnik there isn't some sketchy place soewhere that would do that sort of thing but that's a whole other kettle of fish.

If you are having problems affording diapers already I don't know how that would be helped by wearing full time. I suppose you could get a prescription for the diapers but you aren't going to be getting good ones and from seeing other's experiences on here they don't always last long enough. If you did want to wear all the time without the cost you could try cloth diapers, I suppose.

But the most prominent point in my mind is just what you expect the doctor to do with the information that you want to be incontinent?

 

25 minutes ago, DiaperboyEddie12 said:

@DAQ I did it back in 2008 it is possible but they give the worst diapers going.  So not recommended.

did you both miss the part where I said my friend gets crinkles on insurance? The exact same insurance I get. State issued insurance. Not saying I would get prescribed diapers but he is able to get crinkles.

1 hour ago, Little BabyDoll Christine said:

Not a Doctorate. I havd discussed my Abnormal Psych class and as recent as yesterday, about going to college

You made it my busienss when you posted the topic for all to see and asked for comments

Doctors have a strict code of ethics. If you talk about anything that has the slightest chance of you doing anything that may harm yourself physically, a conscientious physician would be all over that. Talking about "making" yourself incontinent could be taken to infer that you might try something physically harmful, and since telepathy does not exist, a doctor would want to be sure that you do not do  that kind of thing. Also you would, if successful incur medical expenses. If that were done frivolously, that could lead to to problems in medical ethics. There are such questions as What if you got your wish and did not like it? or the fact that money is tight in the system and you might be taking  from those who have real involuntary needs. That is just two things I can think of and I am not an insider so I do not know the ins and outs, of which I am sure there are many. One of my eye doctors has discussed with me about peorsons who try to destroy much of their eyesight so they can go on the dole and not have to work. I can tell you, they are in for severaly nasty surprises. The first of which is what it as like foing from fully sighted to very low vision (which I have been all my life). Just wait until they lose their driver's license

I have wanted DD to have a resident medical docto and mental health professional for many years. Tommy at DPF had persons he could turn to for advice on such things

well I am a long ways off from surgery. Not even sure if that's really what I even want. maybe just being able to wear diapers 24/7 would be enough for me. Also thanks for the tip I will tell the doctor I do not intend to cause myself any harm. And I'm not going to do anything like perform surgery or anything on myself. It's interesting you mentioned wanting daily diapers to have a medical doctor and mental health professional. Not sure how it's done over there where you live but in America they wouldn't be able to really do much. in America a doctor couldn't prescribe anything or really tell you anything more than go and talk to your regular doctor if they were on a forum. And even then that might be too much.

[Going to be talking to my doctor about wanting to be incontinent. Any tips?]

22 minutes ago, Enthusi said:

I would beg to differ.  It’s not easy but it is possible.  It took me five years and I spent thousands on private hypnosis, and it’s been  an uphill battle.  Bladder control is a highly involved process, with layers upon layers of redundancy.  But it IS possible. 
 

That said, @mewtwo it’s a long shot for you to get diapers covered. Usually it’s a struggle just to get cheapo hospital grade pull-ups covered. Not only do you need to prove you need to wear diapers, but you also have to show why pull-ups are not sufficient, in favor of tape diapers. And even then, you’re not done. Even if insurance covers tape diapers the chances are slim to none that they will only cover generic low quality tape diapers with poor odor protection and no leak guards. So you not only have to make the case that you need tape diapers, you also need to make the case you need high quality tape diapers.  As with everything it’s not impossible, but expect it to not be easy. 

I have a friend who got insurance to cover crinklz.

19 minutes ago, Little BabyDoll Christine said:

Yes. DON'T!  unless you want to be referred for psychological counselling and evaluation or trying to run an insurance scam or both. I see at least two red flags

I wonder why you think a doctor would think that? Not that it's any of your business but I do have plenty of documentation on health issues of the mental kind. And at the moment I'm looking at getting a psychological evaluation to see if I qualify for certain services. And I wouldn't mind talking to a psychologist about this. But of course you wouldn't be telling me this if you didn't already have a doctorate in Psychology and understanding of the medical field in the United States.

56 minutes ago, msjy said:

You cannot make yourself incontinent.  What are u going to do if it is 115degrees outside and losing control is a slow progress like most of us.

not really sure what loosinb control is a slow process and the weather have to do in common. But I'm not outside in 115 degree weather anyways. It's called getting an Uber or at most waiting 5 minutes for a bus.

[Going to be talking to my doctor about wanting to be incontinent. Any tips?]

So I'm going to be talking to my doctor about wanting to be incontinent. I've been wearing diapers for a long time when I can afford them. And that's also something I'm going to bring up. I'm also looking for some ways that I can get diapers so I can wear them for a whole month without it costing me like $400 to $700. Which I cannot afford on government benefits. Does anyone have any tips or advice or anything? I talked to my therapist and I'm probably going to talk to her again about it. There was a bit of a misunderstanding she thought I wanted to quit wearing diapers. So yeah just wondering if anyone has any advice?

[Where can I post a Daddy Day Care story? I'm assuming here is allowed but where else?]

So I'm going to be getting a story commissioned involving the Daddy Day Care characters and that 6-year-old Max getting a messy diaper changed. I'm wondering if anyone knows of any other good websites besides this one where I could post that story? I will definitely be posting it here as long as it is allowed.

[Just changed a six-year-old at my daycare. (open)]

I guess this is not what I was thinking. I will leave this let's close this. I'm not going to answer other things.

[Just changed a six-year-old at my daycare. (open)]

Maybe I misunderstood I'm not sure. I was just expecting questions in the thread. And I guess I was more expecting real world questions not stuff like is he going to get a bottle and stuff like that. 

[Just changed a six-year-old at my daycare. (open)]

So I'm kind of doing an experiment. So first off I'm hoping this is okay. I was told stories about kids as long as they're not sexual are okay so I'm hoping a kind of roleplay type thing as long as it's not sexual is okay.

Secondly this role play is open to anyone and basically I'm role playing like I run a daycare and have a 6 year old that wears diapers and I changed his diaper. So feel free to ask questions stuff like that. Oh also please keep covid related questions out of the role play. Those will be ignored if they are asked. In this role play covid isn't a thing. Once again hopefully this is okay if it isn't delete this. Thanks

 

So I run a daycare out of my house. I am a lady in my 40s. And I have 8 kids aged 2 years old to 8 years old. And I recently got a six-year-old and to my surprise the six-year-old was still in diapers. On one hand yes he should be potty trained but on the other I don't really see what the big fuss is. I mean yes I had to check his diaper because he didn't tell me if he needed a change. I mean yes he wears bigger diapers I didn't know they made size 7 Huggies diapers. But the Lion King characters are cute on them. And yeah I mean he's bigger bigger private areas he makes bigger poops. But I mean it's still manageable. Today was actually the first time I changed a messy diaper of his. Since I run a daycare out of my house I just changed the kids on the floor I make sure they are on a mat and just in front of everyone. The six-year-old in question doesn't seem to care that people watch him get a diaper change I guess it must be normal for him. Some of the kids did have comments said he must have really had to go to the bathroom. I told them that they would probably make the same size poop. Anyways so I got him cleaned up and into a fresh diaper. Hilariously enough his poopy diaper would not fit in the Diaper Genie so I had to throw it in the trash. I will probably see if I can get some other kind of diaper pail or something. I might add some more details in the future or when I changed him again there might be some more stuff that comes up. Anyways I open it up to you for questions what do you think?

[Where can I watch diaper change videos? Of adults of course]

7 hours ago, Moochie said:

Google "ABDL poopy diaper videos."

did you even read my original post? Please private message me a video that meets my criteria.

[Where can I watch diaper change videos? Of adults of course]

So I am wondering what website I can go to that I can watch diaper changes? I mean actual diaper changes with poop and pee with someone else changing the person not with the person changing themselves. A lot of the stuff I see just doesn't seem to be for me like I don't care about looking at people wearing diapers pooping and peeing in them that's okay but it's like I want to see the diaper change itself. And I just can't seem to find any good places.

[Bone Drys Diapers!]

Yeah it's a well-known artist furry artist Colt3n also it was released on April fools of 2020. April 1st 2020

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1 hour ago, KPAXOR1987 said:

Mewtwo I have a question which year was the youtube video from becuse I will be so P!553d if they knew the whole time but never put my dignosis as correct until 2016 ?

I believe the video you are refering to was the autistic teen that hacked into the emails at the whitehouse though ? That wasn't me ?

Just so you know they got in trouble for doing it at home ? if you use a computer at any school they show up as a authorized bridged connection ? the school you are from accessing the network threw west point military academy and just so you know I also though I was still in the school's servers ?

Yeah it's official you're making stuff up. Did you use Visual Basic to create a Gui to track an IP address?

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5 hours ago, Snugglebear_69 said:

If you actually accessed classified military files why are you bragging about it on a site dedicated to ABDL. Sorry, the contradictions and fiction are getting way too much to remain silent any longer.

I'm glad you agree also. If this actually did happen the military would have talked to him at the very least. He would have possibly even been arrested. Even if he has mental conditions he would have been arrested. I remember several years ago watching some videos on YouTube about a teenager with autism who hacked into some military records looking for UFOs. And he was facing prison time.

5 hours ago, KPAXOR1987 said:

Man you haven't met my doctors ? let me inform you of a few things. I'm autistic, have sensory processing issues, PTSD and ADHD. 

If I refuse treatment on something that is nessessary my drs will get a judge to sign a involantary hospital admission order. I have had it threatened By the same old PCP for a case of insomnia and not picking up the medication. 

I actually had one of my mental healthcare providers enact a involantary admission and get a judge to sign the court order(also a judge that knows who I am because he was my grandmother's lawyer before being a judge) because I refused to let them watch me and tried to leave the ER. Not fun haveing the local police babysit you for over 12hrs and make shure you don't try to leave the ER again. (By the way it ended with me being sent in a ambulance over 3hrs away and being put in a psych hospital for over 3weeks <in a locked area so I didn't try to leave >while they made shure I got proper sleep) and told them why I couldn't sleep ? 

You definantly don't know my doctors or how fast refuseing any treatment can go really messed up really fast, and from past experiences it is not best to argue with any of my doctors when I'm sick or injured  unless they are able to be proven wrong. 

 

 

it sounds to me like you have been deemed not fit to make your own decisions when it comes to stuff like this. Which is not what the majority of the population is. And therefore for you it's different. For anyone else their doctor would not do this.

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On 5/23/2022 at 9:36 PM, KPAXOR1987 said:

Quite intresting how you question the part of the response that had to do with a memory of 1 of the actual worse days I had ?. 

Maybe you should have read it a bit better as all the stuff that happened in my memory was out of medical necessity even though it shure as H377 doesn't feel that way when in little space ? don't let my littles know but the bloodwork was a cbc to see how bad the infection was, the muscle relaxers were because my body doesn't process pain like everyone else's and I could have technically walked in on a broken ankle and not notice it that much, the prednisone was to reduce inflamation, and the antihistimines were because my allergies were acting up and with my history probally lead to a sinus infection which had lead to the ear infection, the antibiotics were to get rid of the infection that devoloped. 

Also my old PCP knows I'm more of a visual learner so probally wanted me to have something as a visual aid for when I got home, while at the same time realiseing the effects of telling me to drink extra fluids and the effects of antibiotics .

To answer your question yes it actually happened and it sucked at the time as I was sick and just wanted to go to sleep when I got home and instead had to clean the mess up because antibiotics suck and a muscle relaxer that deals with smoothe muscles not skeletal muscles would have had the effect alone. Why would I bother saying anything about the antihistimine or prednisone if I wanted to try to tell a bs story. 

The part of your comment that really upsets me is  <if your story really happened> Nice to know you think that a miseriable day is actually enjoyable, sorry but I didn't enjoy that day or the following 21days of antibiotics or wakeing up drenched in sweat when it was that cold out either. I had a memory that can be seen 2 ways but the facts still remain the same,for me it was pure hell. 

 

You never explained any of this. Why would you think I would think it would be enjoyable? People can come up with fake stories that are not enjoyable. And you didn't say you were sick. You said you had an ear infection which in my mind is something that you can easily deal with and still go to work and stuff like that. Now maybe I'm wrong maybe it was a very severe ear infection or something. And maybe it was very bad allergies and a very bad muscle spasm or something. You didn't really explain any that. You just said this stuff and you didn't explain how far apart stuff was how much you had to walk why you had to walk. You know when was this why didn't you take an Uber or a lyft? Why didn't you take public transportation? Why didn't you drive yourself? Why did you need to go and pick up all this stuff? You say something about doing lab work why isn't that at the same place at the doctor's office? Every time I have to do lab work is literally at the doctor's office I don't have to go anywhere else.

There is a lot of questions that you need to answer before you go off telling me that I'm wrong for thinking this is fake. The biggest one would be I don't know any Doctor Who would not let you take off a diaper or something if you wanted to. I don't know of a doctor who would force you to take medications if you didn't want to. And maybe it's just because I'm jaded or something because I'm tired of hearing people talk about how when they were 16 they got changed by an employee Toys R Us or how they have a crib and yet there never willing to show photos.

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On 5/18/2022 at 3:22 PM, KPAXOR1987 said:

If you really need that fanitsy to happen the place to start would be the medical supply store ? I would not encourage you to do this but it is a way to meet your fantisy. 1 take about 90ml of magnesium hydroxide 2 buy a cheap as H377 disposable diaper like depends 3 drink about 3 glasses of pedilyte 4 go to a mall that has a medical supply company as they carry diapers 5 start looking for a size and absorbancy that is better than the depends which would be 100% of them by the time you actually find any among the brands they carry you will already be messy 6 go to the check out because it is a medical supply company they are bound to ask if you need help with anything and if you say something like you were told by your dr to find something more absorbant than the totally wrecked depend you are in and say you still haven't gotten the hang of putting them on correctly yet. They more than likely would end up changing you in the back room after asking if you needed help ?

Again I do not condone any such actions and it isn't the only possibility that could arrise from doing such a thing. 

Other out comes that could happen instead. 

The cashier calling a ambulance because your depend bursted and they are concerned about severe dehydration

The depends leaks and you need to buy scrub pants because of the massive brown stain all over your pants. 

Them haveing you change yourself in the back room (which could end with them changeing you anyways) 

Again I do not condone doing this simply because it is disrespectfull and quite messed up.  But it does make me laugh Imagineing someone doing it ? 

If on the other hand you truely have a issue with getting a certain brand figured out on how to get the fit correct then your primary care provider is the person to ask for help. I had that issue and actually had a hard time with getting the tapes to be in the right place and my PCP decided to give me some advice on getting it to fit properly and it ended up with my PCP diapering me in the office in the middle of the day when the diapers were only for bedtime, not only that but she also wouldn't let me take it off after and told me to pull my pants up and and sent me to do my errands of the day before I could even go home. 

The diaper was one of the styles that once the tapes are fastened to pull them off destroys the diaper. (actually to be more accurate it was Tranquility ATNs that she put loose then adjusted with the second set of tabs) So not only did she tape it very snugly on but also created a bunch of extra errands in town for me to do. 

She send in perscriptions into the pharmacy I had to wait for to get filled and pick up.

She sent a order for medical supplies to the medical supply store that I had to pick up 

Sent lab papers for me to do blood work on the other side of the town 

and scence I had gotten to my appointment with medical appiontment transport provider I would have to walk all the way back to her office 

I had a wet diaper accident before I even left town ? 

Actually I have to add something, I should have known something was up that day from what she told me and perscribed, She persceibed prednisone,my antihistimines, a muscle relaxer, and antibiotic. 

Her reasons were I had a ear infection, my mucles were in spasm, and my allergies were acting up really bad. 

She told me to drink plenty if not extra water because of the medications. If you look at what she perscribed you would know what happened before I got in the door to my home ?

 

okay so you pooped yourself? Is that what happened if your story actually really did happen.

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10 hours ago, DLdaisy said:

I always think there are plenty of amazing understanding people.  I have had some serious thoughts about doing something similar for someone.  Non sexually. But maybe, I'm just weird.  While I realize ABDL is a fetish, there are multiple studies that show it has mental health roots.  But let me be clear, everything has mental health roots.  So it doesn't mean it's abnormal.  Or whatever people consider normal.  My point, I don't need to get off on it.  I'd help most people fulfill their end of the bucket list.  No matter the task.

I mean if we were located in the same area I would take you up on this. On the sexual aspect yeah it's always really hard people hear you like to wear diapers online and they go to sex and it's like it's at least 97% not sexual for me.

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12 minutes ago, DLdaisy said:

Does it have to be a stranger?  Can you RP something like that?

I don't know anyone that would be willing to physically do this. Online role plays is not the same.

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4 hours ago, rusty pins said:

Seriously.  No matter what the situation is, I doubt anyone would come up to a stranger in a store and offer to change their poopy diapers if they notice.  That is pure fantasy.  Even if you looked disabled in a wheelchair, someone is going to wonder how you would be at the store by yourself shopping if you were unable to care for yourself, and if that was the situation, they would know you do have someone who cares for your needs.  In this day and age, people are afraid of others around them with all that is in the news, and they are more selfish and self centered.  I doubt anyone would even hold open the door for a person with a cane or walker. Most likely they would barge in front of them to head out the door first.  A stranger offering to change your messy diaper?  It was never going to happen.

Have you had this happen to you with a cane or walker? Or are you just talkin with what you think would happen? You say they wouldn't hold the door open. I've had the opposite experience. I wonder if I'll get that way when I'm 63. I've walked around with a cane because it's a covert self-defense item and I'm a martial artist and I was testing how I liked the cane. Anyways I noticed more people holding doors open for me and stuff like that.

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8 minutes ago, Jesse The BabySpiderBoy said:

Well, DON'T feel too bad buddy, because if it was the 90's that fantasy could've ACTUALLY legitly happened. Back then you had to go to the store to pick up LITERALLY EVERYTHING. LOL! So it's VERY LIKELY it could have happened, especially if you were like 12 or something. LOL! But I DON'T think you would've been able to get your hands on some diapees at THAT age. unfortunately!?

I was 14 or 15 when I first pooped in public no one ever offered anything. But then again it wasn't very busy at the store. LOL

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So the fantasy I've had for a long time is I would be shopping in a store maybe buying diapering supplies and then I would mess my diaper and someone else would notice and they would offer to change me and I would get changed. But over the course of the last couple of years is that fantasy has gotten even slimmer to ever happen. Thanks to delivery services I can get everything I want delivered directly to where I live. I don't ever have to step foot in a store again. I don't know I just thought I'd share this thing I've been thinking about. No real question or anything. But I guess that is why they call it a fantasy because it is very unlikely to happen.

[Boy and girl diapers? Back in the day?]

1 hour ago, Little Baby Becca said:

I don't think there was much of a difference, at least not from a visual inspection. I still wear Huggies Baby Steps for girls. Some say there was different padding in the middle for girls verses the front for boys, but at least with these Huggies the padding/filling appears consistent throughout.

Can you post pics of the back of the package?