Nappygirl97

Awakenings: Day 1: Part 1. The sun's rays began to illuminate the dorm room through a gap in the curtains as it began to rise over the city. In the corner underneath by the wardrobe is a small sides workstation pink in colour scattered with figures, notes, pens and letters. In the middle of it is a laptop. The sunlight reflecting off of the screen. In bed opposite the desk lay Rachel a 19 year old girl, she has dark brown hair which looks like it has seen better days after a rough night's sleep. Her blankets are all messed up from her tossing and turning in the night. Revealing her purple pyjama top. Rachel starts to stir from her sleep moaning as she gets up. She walks into the ensuite and turns on the shower before looking at herself in the mirror. "Girl why do you always look like you have gone ten rounds with crocodile when you wake up?" Rachel grabs the bottom of her pyjama top and pulls it up over her head. Revealing her smallish size breasts. She looks down at her full nappy from the night and begins to pull the tapes off before then throwing it in the bin. Rachel steps into the spray and mist of the hot water raining down from the shower tilting her neck back as the water bounces off her leaving beads just running down her skin. She grabs a sponge and showergel and starts getting to work on her upper body massaging the gel into her skin with the sponge. As she is doing this a stream of urine starts flowing out of her vagina and down her smooth legs and splashing on the floor of the shower. Rachel continues to wash her body moving onto her arms fully aware of the sensation below, knowing she is peeing herself in a shower and completely unable to stop herself even if she wanted to after the choice she made. As she finishes peeing she moves down to her legs and lower body with the sponge. Once she washed her hair Rachel exits the shower and turns it off. She grabs a towel to dry off body once she is done she wraps it around her head she grabs a second towel and ties it around her waist to act as a temporary nappy while she dries her hair. Rachel walks out of the ensuite and grabs her brush and dryer before sitting on the bed. She throws the towel off and starts brushing her long damp mop of hair. While brushing her hair mind wanders off towards thoughts of some of the meetings she will be having over the course of the next few days as she gets ready to start her first year at university studying art. Rachel is equal parts nervous and excited for what the year will hold the opportunities presented through the course, meeting new friends. Once Rachel finished drying her hair she got up walking over to her wardrobe and opened it. Inside were all her clothes and all of her nappies. She throws a top and a short skirt over onto her bed before rummaging through her nappies looking for today's selection. She pulled out a couple of her rearz nappies a pink one with princesses and ponies on it and a white and blue one with monsters on it. She also picked out a standard medical looking one she bought the other day, ready for a meeting she was gonna have and one my diaper colour a white nappy with pink and blue colours just in case she needed a spare. She put the rearz Princess on the bed ready to be put on and the others aside to go into her nappy bag. Rachel grabs the bottle of baby powder from the floor and unfolds her nappy. She places herself on it and removes her makeshift one. She the. Powders her nappy area before taking her time to pull the nappy through her legs and taping it in place. Now secure in a nappy she grabs her clothes and throws them on making sure the nappy is hidden underneath. Rachel proceeds to grab all her things and shove them into the relevant part of her bag university stuff and phone and money in the front nappies and changing supplies in the back of the bag. Once her bag is zipped up she grabs it and her keys and heads out for the first day at university. end of part one: yes it's short that's down to my issues with dyslexia and dyspraxia. This is the first part of an arch that will last 5-6 parts all about Rachel's first day at university.

There is nothing wrong with having police at pride, they are there to help protect people and deter violence and interact and build community ties, just like there is nothing wrong with them being at a football game or other large public events. They are not there to arrest people they are there to make sure nothing goes horribly wrong. Unfortunately we still live in a world where people are still not accepting or can accept things provided it is not shoved in there face and unfortunately we still have people on both sides including some LGBT people on the LGBT side still provoke arguements and heated discussion and in some circumstances worse. If you did not have that police presence at pride there will be more likelihood of incidents and that muddies the message cause of small majorities. Also alot of pride takes place on public streets either closed off for a parade or something which will need police to help enforce those closures or small events In local businesses on open streets and you cannot pull an officers off their patrols just cause it is pride as that opens a big can of worms with other issues.

I only wear disposable nappies but like 9 of my friends know only one knows about little side and family know as it has been a thing since childhood.

By the sounds of it the outfit could work, just depends on the nappy.

Thanks for the input, and yes you can't always have it both ways, though I always like to try to have cake and eat it to. This post was more for curiosity and that would be interesting to see how some outfits could be made to work.

I am curious considering summer is around the corner is there a way to style your self with all the popular things young girls wear like crop tops mini shorts etc and still keep a nappy hidden? Or failing that make it stylish?

Sorry about short is all I can do with the state my wrists are in and my uni schedule.

Part 2 yes it's short but I have been very busy and can only write so much at a time. So would rather give you short bits and edit into chapters later. I chose this end point as well as I wanna take some time to think about the school a bit more. Layla is dead! Right there and then she died completely her consciousness that continues to exist in the new form is just a shell. With new memories taking hold and her body De-aging to that of someone a bit younger than twist guessed, the person that was Layla is now completely dead. The only reminisce of the true Layla is now just a decaying corpse in a bodybag awaiting autopsy in the real world. But where she exists now she doesn't even exist, only Layla the 16 year old school girl exists and she is stuck like this indefinitely. “Yes mom I am! Just looking for my PJ's” Layla calls back starting to frantically look around the room for them. She spots them hanging on the back of her desk chair. She starts to strip down to her clothes but finds she is already naked. The changes she went through must of took her clothes as well. She throws on some panties and her PJs before diving under her covers. In the morning Layla wakes up and heads across the hall to the shower. She turns it on and starts to undress as it warms up. She steps in grabbing a sponge and starts to wash her body with it. Taking a little bit too much extra time around her breasts and vagina. Once finished she steps out and drys off. Layla returns to her room and opens her closet looking for today's cute outfit. She decides to go with a plaid shirt unbuttoned, a pain gray undershirt and a pair of jeans. She looks in the mirror. “Urgh I am so basic.” Layla goes and grabs her school things. “Hey mom, think I will walk today.” “Okay honey, well I am off to work you have to leave in the next ten minutes or you will be late okay.” “I know.” Layla calls out n her way into the kitchen. She walks up to the fridge and grabs a drink before sitting down and eating her breakfast left out for her. Once finished she puts the dishes in the sink and grabs her stuff before heading to school.

Update time. Been super busy with an event for the last two weeks however my have time to write prior to the weekend.

I am glad you two liked it. Now, that means a lot coming from the creators of this world.

This is a story set inside the interesting world that @Sophie ♥ created with her story twist of fate. Also note I suck at writing due to learning difficulties so don't jump down my neck about grammar and that as I find it very difficult. Also am busy student so updates maybe slow. The world is spinning and my head is sore. I slowly bring myself up and find myself in an autopsy room with a body bag lying on the table. A dark figure in a robe walks in. “Special Agent, Layla Fielding just in time for the autopsy.” I look over to the figure confused as they clearly not the medical examiner. I go to reach for my weapon but it's not there. “Who are you?” I demand as I start to cut her off. “Layla I should point out there are no weapons here so don't go thinking you can hurt me.” The figure says. “Where am I?” I ask waiting for an answer. “Layla you died, that's you on that table.” “But I am here I can't, I can't be dead.” I start to sob hoping it wasn't true. “It's okay to cry if you want, don't believe me open. The bag take a look at your corpse.” The figure walks around to me. “I can't, I don't want to.” “You want to leave here?” “Yes.” Instantly the room changed and I now find myself in a teenage girl's room. There is a desk by the window with game consoles and a laptop that is covered in flower stickers and butterflies. The bed is off to my right and is a nice double bed covered in pink. The wardrobe is in a corner that has a full body mirror on it, next to it a makeup table. The walls are a pastel purple covered in shelves and posters of girls. “So this is your new bed room hope you like it.” “Um urgh what's going on?” Layla says clearly confused. “I will break it down for you as you were a good person. You died currently your body is lying in a morgue in plane of existence you call living. You were shot in the head and now have a big hole ruining your day and the look of your face, kinda feel bad for you on that one. This world you are in now is fate it is the bridge between the living and what comes after death. You will exist here indefinitely till you learn a lesson. However I will not say what that is. Ureh okay it's about Balance that is all you are getting. Now as shown by the state of this room the first part of it is you are now a teenager I think eighteen not too sure. Any way it's time I leave for a bit I got other places to be, you're good here right?” Layla looks at the girl and is unable to speak. After a few seconds of silence the girl disappears. “Layla I hope you are getting ready for bed you still have school in the morning young lady.” And with that Layla feels weird as her body changes shape slightly and all her memories disappear and are replaced with new ones.

I will get my writing hat on then. Spoilers it's not a good hat. XD

I am not much of a writer as I struggle a lot with learning disabilities that get in the way, however actually interested to write something here. Question we need consent to use other peoples characters obviously, what about references as twist would interact with all the characters? Like a hint of stray mention without the character being there.

As far as I am concerned this memo is an infringement on human rights period trump should be impeached and the people drafting this fired.

No problem I am an enigma I can weirdly pick up on a lot of people's typos or bad English but my own writen English is like that of a school child it is that bad LOL.

Hey Just started reading this thread and noticed something on the first ever part of these short stories. Sophie did this skip past your proof reading as well or is it intended like this. In the first story it says "she put me phone down" instead of "she put my phone down." It justs threw me off. Also in part four found "intended to each me." Instead of teach me.

Her eyes Wouldn't responding to the light. That sentence feels awkward shouldn't it be respond to the light?

Welcome to the site I hope you enjoy your time here. I sent you a private message if you have the time to read it.

I change my own nappies always don't have a care giver to do that and would be awkward for any one else to change them.

Oh yeah by law of probability there must be. So I guess it's more curious if they will make themselves known or want to?

Hey there, so I'm just curious if there are any AB's or care givers in Wiltshire England?

I answered this.

It's been closing off my pms without me closing them off myself.