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With a 31 waist I discreetly wear an XL just-in-case during the day beneath my underwear. With XL I don’t worry about it showing above underwear or when changing clothes in a less than private setting. I doubt that would be the case with XXL’s. I do have one concern. When exercising on hot humid days while wearing a Goodnite the sweat pattern on my shorts is not typical. It’s obvious to me, hopefully not others.

It took two to three years of frequent alcohol induced wetting before it began happening without drinking. And yes, in the beginning I got drunk to wet, but soon realized a well-timed beer or two before bed was equally effective without the day after pain. Years later I wet most nights with nary a drop of alcohol and am happier for it. Like your visuals.

Congratulations, it’s good to hear from someone new with the desire. Like you, after a few unplanned alcohol induced nocturnal accidents one night I drank before bed hoping to wet in my sleep. It worked, the very first time it worked. After that success I did the alcohol wet the bed thing over and over utilizing less and less alcohol till, to my amazement, I began to wet the bed without drinking. And yes, after drinking is nice, but nowhere near the thrill of doing it without alcohol. Better yet is an unplanned/unprepared for accident in a difficult situation. It’s traumatic at the time but a real buzz afterwards. Hope your bedwetting progresses.

For me it was losing the rubber sheet. I loved that sheet. Around age nine when I hadn’t wet for several weeks mom ceremoniously removed the rubber sheet warning “you best not wet now or you’ll wreck the mattress”. I searched and searched never finding the sheet. Did she know? Did she throw it out? Thinking back, it would have been so easy to retain the rubber sheet via purposely wetting every month or so as accidental tapered off and stopped. After dealing with daily got to believe mom would have been fine with an occasional wet bed. How could I have been so dumb? Addendum: After years without an accident I wet the bed on three occasions after drinking beer during my final summer at home. Following the second, without warning I discovered mom had placed a rubber sheet on the bed. Lastly, one night before leaving for college the rubber sheet performed admirably beneath me. With downward movement blocked I woke to a huge stain extending from side to side of my single bed reaching covers and pillow. Happy ending!

Yes, I’ll never forget the aroma of the rubber sheet mom placed on my youth bed. Christine, I miss your posts, you ok?

The words RUBBER PANTS are potent for me. Mom said it over and over … RUBBER PANTS beyond infancy is disgusting, disgraceful. I should be ashamed.

Growing up a regular bed-wetter till age 9 my sheets were not changed during the night. There were no dry pajamas. There was no towel over the wet spot. No, I had to quietly lay/sleep in the wetness till morning. However, strange as it sounds, a side of me actually enjoyed the sensations and infantile implications of my early bedwetting.

One fateful night during late teens I wet the bed after drinking beer. A couple weeks later it happened again, and again, and again. Those accidents were a turning point. Since then bedwetting, and by necessity night diapers, have become the norm with alcohol no longer of interest.

Crinkly you say … got to give Euroflex a try!

Like every place during the day, I wear a Goodnite to the dentist just-in-case. The just-in-cases are becoming more frequent, but to date I’ve not leaked or been close to it. I can’t imagine wetting three times in one dentist session, must have overhydrated before.

I’m with @le Hollandais and @steviet one hundred percent. And for me “proper” plastic panties are as important, if not more, than cloth diapers.

Yes, back in the day clotheslines revealed secrets. I’ll never forget seeing my bed sheets, flannel lined rubber sheet and pajamas (and nothing more) on the outside lines. With just me at my parents living at home it was obvious. I begged mom to bring the rubber sheet in. She refused.

Back sleeper?

Yep, after eleven plus years of sleeping in diapers I’ve become a regular if not chronic bed-wetter. Not complaining, it’s what I wanted.

When, due to bedwetting after drinking, a girlfriend convinced me to wear to bed when an accident was likely. At first the bulk surrounding my privates felt strange. I had trouble sleeping. But it wasn’t many nights before I woke to find my diaper soaked with no hint on the outside. It worked! Girlfriend was pleased. From that morning on wearing to bed has felt right.