PP Rebel

YES! I'd Iove to change a female, or even another male, who like me enjoyed deliberately messing their pants or diaper, found it sexually arousing & was preferably a bit of a show off about it. I once changed a child who had a poo accident in his pants & I was very relieved when it didn't do anything for me. If needs be I would change a pooey nappy of a baby or an adult with health issues or infirmity who couldn't conveniently do it for themselves. It would just be a none too enviable task which I had a duty of care to undertake & nothing to get excited about. I don't think I'd be too keen if it was the pooey nappies of an AB who had made a lifestyle choice & just wanted someone to take care of them when they were capable of doing it for themselves. But love comes in funny packages.

I'm on the DL & Pants side & it's definitely sexual for me. My desire to go into age regression type activities is rather limited. However, the thought & images of others deliberately messing & wetting themselves for pleasure, & showing off about it, sexually excites me. The sense of anticipation & genital stimulation I experience when doing it myself draws me to keep touching myself 'down there' & eventually start masturbating. It's harmless but I appreciate many people would find it pretty anti-social & disgusting. Consequently, I generally indulge myself in secret when nobody else is around. It also seems to be a way of getting rid of various tensions, some of which originate in nonsexual areas of my life. I can understand how age regression for others can be therapeutic & asexual. In fact on the AB side when people start talking about baby + mommy & daddy type play, when it includes diaper punishment & forms of sexual abuse, tends to give me the creeps. But so long as it's just a bit of fun between freely consenting adults I don't feel I have any right to be judgemental against people who go in for this sort of thing.

When I was young I was pressurized by my parents into attending Church of England Sunday School but rebelled against it as an adolescent. For a number of years, I professed to be an atheist & rejected religion entirely. As I grew older I found my life wasn't working too well & felt the need to understand myself better & be in touch with my inner feelings. In doing so I discovered there was a lot happening 'under the radar' & realized I'm something greater than my conscious self which is a bit like the tip of an iceberg. Based on certain experiences, I strongly suspect there's some sort of afterlife & I've also had a pre-existence. I think there's a spiritual element to our lives, regardless of whether we are prepared to consciously acknowledge it or not & we might even conceivably be all be part of one big soul. But I don't experience the presence of an almighty controlling personification called God & I don't claim to understand how it all works, or believe any particular religion has a monopoly on truth & all the answers. This makes me Agnostic & a bit of a doubting Thomas who doesn't accept anything I haven't seen & experienced with my own eyes. I feel significant elements of most organized religions are about controlling, manipulating & deceiving people but this doesn't mean some of their followers down the ages haven't been sincere & remarkable people. In general, I feel a closer affinity to some Eastern traditions & Gnosticism than the Judeo-Christian-Islamic mainstream. I recognize the benefits of meditation, finding ways of getting in touch with your inner feeling, cultivating empathy towards others & creative expression. Also having means of getting rid of frustration & built-up tensions without setting out to deliberately harm or take it out on others.

I have the same problem. Slipping on footwear & a tracksuit bottom to trek across a field to the portaloo in the middle of the night is a pain. The majority of my summer camping trips are connected with music festivals where a fair amount of beer gets drunk. At the last one, I stopped drinking a few hours before I went off to my tent to sleep but still ended up waking a couple of times in the night needing a pee which wouldn't happen at home under these circumstances. So, I think the cold & damp is maybe a big contributing factor. I've taken to pitching my tent at the edge of the field in a position where I can surreptitiously open a flap & piss in a hedge instead.

'I'm just distancing myself from being an AB' .....Just wondering ....I've never felt the need to regress to being an AB or become a full-time DL. But for periods in my life, usually related to times of major change & frustration, I've experienced regular urges to mess my pants & dallied with wearing diapers /plastic pants. At one time I explored psychology & psychanalytical type stuff. A theory I encountered was in growing up we may experience impossible contradictions, which thwart our development process, making our personalities disjointed & in particular frustrating our potential to be creative. So periods of regression can be a means of going back to an early time in our lives when we felt more complete giving us an opportunity to regrow into more complete people.

Thank you for responding. Yes it does help. Agree cloth diapers are better for the environment, easier to hide in storage & don't result in bulky deliveries or smelly trash bags which might provoke questions. I'm not a full-time AB/DL & my accidents are usually carefully planned. Whenever possible I hand wash my soiled pants & then stick them in the washing machine straight away. My regular incontinence pants are double layered briefs with a partial plastic lining & no pads. I like to sometimes wear them around for a few hours just like normal underpants, before filling them. This gives me a wonderful sense of anticipation & I like the thought people I encounter don't know I'm wearing them. Apart from the occasional crackle & lack of a Y-front, they pass on 1st inspection as a normal pair of pants. Choosing an 'all in one' I can conceal under trousers is an important consideration as is feeling nice wearing them. I own a pair of plastic pants but it would be nice not to have to wear them. Primarily I enjoy pooping myself confining wetting to a few involuntary squirts & dribbles. I often go to the bathroom & gently empty my bladder while sitting on the toilet before putting my pants back on & messing myself, staying in them for quite a long time afterwards. I think maybe contoured diaper pants with some elastication around the legs would be good for me. I'm also attracted to the thought of being able to peel diaper pants open instead of having to carefully pull them down & step out of them. Recommendations on what design to try are welcome.

Yeah, we do sound very similar. Pleased to make your acquaintance. When I was young I always knew I couldn't be the only one to be doing this sort of thing but there didn't seem to be any way to get into contact. Since we've had the internet its good to be able to find people but mostly they live far away.

I've enjoyed pooping my pants for many years but now I've got the urge to try messing in a diaper/nappy & I'm drawn to the 'all in one washables'. Been surfing the net & found adverts for different makes, materials & designs.Was wondering who uses them & which they recommend me to try?

I usually do it standing up, legs a little way apart & slightly bent a the knees. I enjoy wandering around at home afterwards doing housework & tidying up. Standing at the kitchen sink washing up & jobs which involve climbing up to get to high places or getting down to pick things up off the floor are particular favourites. I like the feel of my load moving around & regularly put a hand behind me to check on the bulge. Also, enjoy periodically hitching my pants up when the weight of the load has made them sag or slip down & the feel of the poop coming back into contact with my bum. I like doing really big loads & try to keep it in a big mass for as long as possible savouring the feeling of it gradually changing shape & spreading out. I save sitting in it or mushing it until the very end. I find the process very auto-erotic & invariably finish up having an orgasm & coming in my pants. Sometimes its hands-free & at other times it culminates in me frantically rubbish myself. After that, I lose interest & the cleanup starts.

In the UK we have a National Health Service which provides all basic healthcare free at the point of delivery & is paid for directly from taxation.In the US it seems you spend an inordinate amount of time & money & resources haggling over ludicrous personal bills involving the healthcare provider, account managers, lawyers & insurance companies.This causes an enormous amount of unhealthy stress to the sick person & their loved ones...In the UK people spend a lot of time trying to protect our NHS by battling politicians who want to bring in a system based on the US model ..usually through the back door ..Why? ..Follow the money !!

I can relate to this & can think of a number of reasons .. Smells & the risk of being found out ... Issues around cleaning up behind you.. hygiene & being uncomfortable about coming into contact with poo .. problems in not being ready & able when a rare opportunity presents itself ...curious about what its like but not feeling up to going the whole hog... I've tried substitutes but they came a very poor 2nd to doing the real thing.

When I was in infant school, so many years ago now, I loved it when one of the girls wet their knickers. if I was lucky I might notice them looking fidgety beforehand, not wanting to leave the game they were playing, or maybe standing up waiting to ask for the teacher's permission to go to the loo.But usually, it was just my attention being drawn to the sudden cascade of pee appearing from above the skirt line & pouring down between their legs & also some running down the inside of the thighs. Leaving them looking embarrassed, standing in the middle of a big puddle on the floor. When I was around 20 years old it was heartening for me to discover a low circulation, rather cheaply produced tit n bum mag, which had stories & readers letters about women who enjoyed wetting their panties. At the time, long before the internet, there was a strict censorship regime in the UK against anything 'abnormal & sexual in nature with a big network of mental hospitals. I enjoyed pooping my pants in secret, I felt very isolated & was frightened people would find out declaring me mad. Being somewhat paranoid about it I feared becoming socially ostracized, humiliated, & locked up for 'treatment'. As I got older it became more about sexually charged fantasies & an essential element is its done with another adult (or even adults) for our mutual enjoyment with deliberate intent. Getting off seeing anyone having a toilet accident which is clearly unintended & very embarrassing for them doesn't feel right for me any longer.When I was an infant I was still learning & didn't have the same degree of awareness & empathy about other peoples feelings that I have these days.

Like a lot of other people here I 1st started doing it in my pants when I was about 15 & 16. it was the age when my folks were leaving me home alone for sufficiently long periods. I used regular briefs & also sometimes a pair of tights. I'd had a big interest in other children's toilet accidents for as long as I could remember but it was always forbidden. I only had conscious memories of odd episodes of diarrhea & sickness never big firm loads. I couldn't believe how good it felt & how sexually aroused it made me. Still doing it now but there have been long intervals of time, some lasting years, in between when it didn't seem to interest me. Recently I've enjoyed using incontinence briefs made of a 2 ply cotton material with a plastic lining because regular pants didn't seem to contain it as well as they used to. I've also got a transparent pair of plastic pants which are fun to see through but not good to wear for prolonged periods without something more regular underneath. I don't think I would have had the courage to go into a shop & buy these in the past but the internet makes it easier.

4 & 6 The bigger poo in my pants the better. I love to savor the experience feeling the weight & mass of it, waddling around in a messed up state doing jobs around my home for a prolonged period.I like to feel the way it's moving around back there & my load is changing shape. 1 can be fun too but I like to go easy on it as it makes things bit too mucky for my liking. Mostly its when I'm alone in private.

I used to like a group game called Hot Rice which was played with a tennis ball. It started off with someone becoming 'it' & having to chase after the other children & throw the ball at them.When the ball was thrown at you, you could defend yourself by knocking it away with your clenched fist. .When you were hit on any other part of your body with the ball you were 'Out' had to join the 'its' who could pass it between themselves. As the game progressed you got more & more 'it's' until finally only one person was left.

I'm PP & I'm in my early 60's coming up 6. I don't wear Diapers & can't really remember what that was like but I might try it one day.I've had strict toilet training & I'm not allowed to have accidents or touch myself down there.I get really interested whenever a playmate does a pee or a poo in their pants & I want to take a closer look. I particularly want to find out what its like to fill my pants with poo. When I'm older I'm going to start doing it in secret & enjoying myself.But it will make me feel lonely & isolated because I'm too embarrassed to tell my friends & when I do try to raise the subject I keep getting rebuked. I'll also discover people like me are frequently ridiculed. I worry about getting found out. Perhaps some of you on here are in a similar position & would like to talk about it & tell me how it is for you? .. I'll also be happy to talk to you about other games which aren't so naughty or dirty.