This story was probably a combo of terrible and awesome. Let me tell you about my first (actually my second) experience with Castor Oil.
The first time I tried Castor Oil I only drank a small amount and was fairly disappointed with the results (or lack thereof). After consulting a friend on Discord about the correct amount to use, how long to wait, etc, I emptied several ounces of castor oil into a blender with some cherries, orange juice and yogurt to make a smoothie. I thought the smoothie would help get the oil down but it honestly just made it worse. I was able to drink roughly half of the cup before feeling not so great. In my desperate attempt to try to make the most of my castor oil experience I decided to try to force myself to drink even more. Huge mistake.
I kept that last gulp down for maybe thirty seconds before rushing myself to the bathroom. I ended up vomiting the entirety of the smoothie into the toilet, and had some pretty bad stomach cramps after. I figured that since I had puked the oil wouldn't work, so I decided to go with an enema to aid in my messing. It wasn't a huge enema, just a small bulb, probably no more than a quart of warm water. Still, in it went.
I didn't think the castor oil would help at all. Boy was I wrong. Not long after the enema went in, everything came out. EVERYTHING. That shit was like the Hoover had busted wide open, a relentless torrent streaming into the seat of my diaper. I've never felt a continuous stream last as long as that one did. Easily the biggest mess I've ever produced. The seat of my diaper grew three sizes that day. It didn't stop there though. For several hours after the initial burst I would still have to go. At that point it was probably mostly oil just leaking out into the seat of my diaper. I swear, even an ounce more in that poor messy diaper would have resulted in a leak. Luckily that was not the case.
I stayed in that diaper for hours. Those hours were pretty great. The squish of my diaper every time I poked the back. The warm squishy mess spreading across my cheeks as I sat down for the first time post-mess. The heavy weight of my liquid mess ensuring my diaper sagged nearly to my knees. I was in heaven. One of the best messing experiences I've ever had. I have never felt as submissive or as little as I did that night. I took a few pictures of my messy diaper and I don't think I've ever made a diaper look as brown as that one did. After many hours of fun littlespace in my extra messy diaper, I grew tired and fell asleep in the mess. I don't know what it is, but something about waking up and still feeling the mess across my bottom just made me feel so tiny. It was bliss.
Despite the incredible mess I made, I'm still skeptical to try it again. The castor oil had the worst taste and texture of anything I've ever put in my mouth and the cramps in my stomach were pretty bad. I would love to recreate this experience sometime, but not with castor oil. Preferably, I'd love to have another force me into such an experience, forcing me to take laxatives/enemas and fill my diapers like a good baby.
Until that happens I can only dream of such an occasion, the memories of that evening forever lingering in my mind, enticing me to spend as much time in a messy diaper as I can.