nenog613

i love printed diapers, but classic white is great too. when it comes to printed i generally something that is toned-down and looks more like a real baby diaper (like an abu super dry kids), but i went diaper shopping today, picked up a pack of rearz princess, and am currently wearing one and loving the heck out of it

so i just picked up a pack of rearz princess at a store that sells abdl diapers... WHERE THE HELL HAVE THESE THINGS BEEN ALL MY (adult) LIFE?! i've worn depends, i've worn abu cushies, i've worn super dry kids, i've worn store brand generic. nothing has felt as good as this. this is the fit and feel i've been searching for.

how do i wear them? i usually put my right leg through the right hole, followed by my left leg through the left hole, and pull them up as for style though, bigger is better: granny panties, briefs and bikinis. those are my preferred choices not only for myself, but what i think looks best on women (i like leaving something to the imagination, its more fun). i don't care for thongs, and if i wanted to wear boyshorts i've got my regular underwear. on rare occasions i'll wear panties over diapers (when i go full on super-sissy), but typically don't because you can't feel the panties and you can't see the diaper. when i'm wearing panties i want to feel the panties, and when i'm wearing diapers i want to see the diaper.

well I just left, anf that was an experience (and a very positive). i get there and I'm so nervous I'm nauseous. get out, headed towards the store, and there few people walking around and I get scared and call an audible and walk all the way to the opposite end of the strip to buy a bottle of water. get my nerves back, head to the store, and just as I'm coming to the door I see a customer inside. another audible and I keep on walking to several stores down the way and pull out my phone to act like I'm busy. a few minutes later the guy still hadn't come out, so I figured he was most likely there for the same reason as me, and get up the nerve and go in. he was not there for the same reason, he was buying incontinent protection for his mother. helen is dealing with him and doesn't do any "hi, can I help you find something" (i figure to save me embarrassment), and after a couple of minutes I fake a phone call and go outside. eventually he comes out (and takes his sweet ass time heading to his car), and I suck it go back in. helen is in the back I'm kind of glancing around, and she come out and asks if i need help with anything. i'm nervous and just say I'm looking around. she doesn't ask if I'm a parent or anything looking for something for a child, or if i'm looking for something for a medical issue. she can tell why I'm there and asks if I'm looking for printed diapers. no "are you an abdl" or "looking for something to have fun with", just a discrete "are you looking for printed diapers". i say I am, she asks what size, what types I've tried, and goes right into sales mode. i never thought I'd have someone pitch me diapers, let alone pitch me diapers like a car salesman. she pulls out all the types she has in my size, and asks if i preferred more discrete or thicker the better. i say thicker, and she pushes all the ones that aren't out of the way and starts describing all the remaining ones in detail. "this one has a fun, colorful pattern and when you wet it the stars disappear. that one has a nice quilted texture on the padding. feel the cover on this and imagine that against your skin." i was waiting for her to go "why don't you take this one for a test drive around the block and see how you like it". she even described the more sissy ones without any "...if you're in to that sort of thing", and was not judgmental when I picked out a rearz princess. the she asked me to step behind the counter to double check the sizes because I originally said XL and she wanted to make sure it wasn't going to be too big because I needed a large. i was a bit nervous picking out the diapers and checking the size because the storefront is large glass areas and the customer floor space is pretty small and I was worried someone was going to walk in while I was trying them, but thankfully no one did. then she asked if i wanted to get any pacifiers, and i said I've never tried them (as an adult), so she pulled out a display set and started to describing them to me, and said there was a special if you bought three. then she asked if i wanted a onesie or plastic pants. i said I've never worn plastic pants and was curious, so she asked me to pick one out to look at. i picked one with teddy bears and she pulled it out (along with the rest of the samples) and started describing them to me. then she took the samples of the diapers I picked out and started to match them with the plastic pants to see which would have the best look. and again she wasn't judgmental when I asked her to pair the princess diaper with a white one with ruffles (since it was the only one she didn't have a sample of, so she grabbed the one out of the display). after I sampled them she asked if i was interested, and I said I was, so she asked me to go behind the counter to measure me. then she took me to the back to try on some pairs, and discretely asked if i was padded since it affects the fit. i wasn't, so we had to adjust to fit to make sure there is enough room for when I am. i ended up getting a pack of rearz princess pink, abu lavender, abu barebum, abu simple, three pacifiers (red, pink and white), a pair of teddy bear plastic pants, and a pair of ruffle pants (which she said I was the first person to buy since they just started carrying them yesterday). spent more than I originally intended, but who cares. it was my first time being at a place like that, it was a long trip to go there, it was my first time coming out to someone about liking to wear diapers (and being a bit sissy), and I've had a kind of rough last couple days, so I decided to treat myself. helen is very knowledgeable, very kind and open, and seemed genuinely enthusiastic and happy for me when I left (especially about the rearz princess and ruffle pants, and how cute they look together). it was a fun experience and I wished I lived closer so I could visit again. it was well worth the trip (i think the fact I've spent the last hour in a target parking lot typing this out on my phone is proof of that)

earlier this week i voted nothing, but now i'm pretty sure if i go to a mental health expert i'm gonna be diagnosed with something

i don't have a mental illness, but i definitely have a lot of psychological issues. the other night i suddenly recalled a traumatic experience of psychological child abuse (forcibly diapered and publicly humiliated as punishment), and its made me rethink and address everything about myself, and i don't like it. i avoid social situations and interactions even though i sometimes want to participate because i'm extremely reserved and shy except when alone or solely with people i'm very close to (and my shyness started not long after the incident). i constantly feel people are talking negatively or thinking negatively about me (even though i know they're most likely not). i have a negative opinion of myself, and don't feel bad about having a negative opinion of myself (which is messed up). i have low self-worth and several issues with sex because of it, including a diagnosable sexual dysfunction (which i just found out was a thing and not just me). except most of this only applies to my personal life, not professional. when it comes to work i'm pretty confident and really good at what i do (although i do often have brief moments of self-doubt), but i believe no one wants to date me because i'm not good enough. i think all of this (and more) started with that incident. i just thought i was shy and little bit different but thats fine and i'm otherwise normal, but know i think its a bunch of issues that i've needed help with. and the worst part isn't knowing i most likely need some sort of therapy, its knowing that i've needed it for a long time. i keep thinking about how my life could have been different. like i could be married with a family right now, but i haven't had a girlfriend since i was fifteen because i can't women out because i know they'll say no (and the only reason i had the courage to ask her out is because she flat out said "Why haven't you asked me out yet?")

well i just wasted my f***ing time. i was originally supposed to be busy for the next few weekends due to school related stuff, but then this weekend opened up and i thought "won't have another opportunity for several more weeks, so i'll head down there this weekend". so i made plans to drive down tomorrow, and then this morning i get a text and that plans out the window. i'm shooting a short film and we weren't going to film this weekend because of the holiday, but then it we thought maybe we should do some rehearsals so shooting will go faster next weekend. it doesn't necessarily have to happen, but it'd be smart because we've got a lot to shoot but very little time to do so. i really wanted to check out this store, but knew doing the rehearsals was the right thing to do, so i said go ahead and schedule them for tomorrow. i get out of class around 2 and i'm really bummed because i can't go to the store tomorrow, so i look up the website to see if they're open sunday. they're not, but they are open today until 7. since i'm free for the rest of the day i decided to drive down. plug the address into my gps, see it's about three and a half hour drive, so i'd get there around 5:30. i'd like a more open window than an hour and a half to take in everything at the store, try some things, etc., but its better than nothing, so i head down. a hundred miles later, i get a call saying the only actor available tomorrow is the only one that doesn't really need to rehearse because he's got everything down perfect, so i tell them to cancel the rehearsals. now i'm faced with a dilemma: i either go home and visit the store tomorrow like i planned (which would give me more time), or since i'm already a good deal of the way there just go on and visit them tonight. i decided just to go on, but traffic had thrown off my estimated arrival time and i was going to get there close to six (but an hour is better than nothing right). then, a half hour after deciding to continue, i saw that stupid sign: "You are now entering Eastern timezone". god f***ing dammit! i forgot about the timezone change, which means i ain't getting there at 6, i'm getting there at 7 when they're closed. so i wasted three hours of my life driving to a gas station by the georgia boarder and back.

I used to love depends when I was a teen, but then they switched from the plastic backing to the more discrete clothy-paper thing, and then stores I went to stopped selling diapers and all they carried were pull-ups. i though "well, i guess it is what it is" and that I better get used to less fun pull-ups then about seven years ago I discovered ABU and it was like being in Willy Wonka's chocolate factory. probably spent around $150 on diapers. every now and then I buy a pack of depends pull-ups (mainly for the thrill of buying diapers), but they're nowhere near as fun. in fact I just bought a pack the other day from a rite aid up the street going out of business, and they were actual diapers (and 50% off). i was disappointed when I opened the bag and saw it was the cloth backing, but it actually had benefits. the tabs are kind of like Velcro instead of tape, so you can readjust it if it's too tight or loose. They're actually pretty good as a cheap thrill (literally. a pack of 16 for $8), so I may pick another one up just as something to have if I'm running low on premium diapers Sent from my SAMSUNG-SM-N920A using Tapatalk

put yes. if you're incontinent, you're incontinent. you don't really need a doctor to go "Yes, that is pee in your pants"

Spider-Man. Superman has super endurance and Batman's been with lots of women and thus built up his performance. as a nerd, Spider-Man hasn't been with many woman, and, well, these things happen why does everyone want to know who let the dogs out, but no one cares who let the homicidal axe-wielding psychopath out? Sent from my SAMSUNG-SM-N920A using Tapatalk

just be thankful it wasn't one of them old fashioned doctors who make you take your pants off even if they're just checking your ears

i'm a '90s kid

i guess i three when i was potty trained. i don't really remember. i wet the bed until i was 13 or 14 when my bladder finally got big enough i could hold it through the night. i've never been able to tell if i have to go to the bathroom while i'm asleep, so i still go to bed worried about having an accident

kindergarten and maybe first grade, i'm sure i did. and i did once in summer school between seventh and eighth grade. i really, really, really had to go, but for some reason i didn't want to raise my hand and ask to go to the bathroom. besides, we had a break coming up soon. so holding it and holding it as best i could, looking at the clock every two seconds and praying it was break time, when suddenly i couldn't hold it anymore and wet myself. i soaked my pants and it dribbled down my legs to the floor, and two minutes later minutes later, she finally calls break. everyone else leaves and i just sit there embarrassed, and dreading the end of school and knowing i'm going to have to do a walk of shame through the halls with wet pants. amazingly and i still don't know how, i got through the rest of class, walked through the crowded halls, got outside and into my mom's car, and made it all the way home without a single person noticing i wet myself

if i'm gonna wear a diaper, i want it to be a diaper

i wore pull-ups to bed. except when i got to be about 8 i didn't want to wear them to bed and stopped but still had accidents, so every night before bed i had to show my parents i was wearing them. i wet the bed until i was in my teens, and i still go to bed often worried having an accident because i don't want to wet the bed. i want to wear diapers because i like to, not because i need to.

just curious me myself, i can't get into any current kids shows. like i'll flip by and think "that sucks" or "that's not that bad", but keep on going because i'm not the intended audience. however i have no problem watching i stuff grew up on no matter what age its intended for

the logical answer is...no why is "Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen" the greatest movie of all time? Sent from my SAMSUNG-SM-N920A using Tapatalk

did seven years in the navy Sent from my SAMSUNG-SM-N920A using Tapatalk

i just ordered three pair of rearz training pants the other day (safari, lil monsters, and princess pink)

the only way that i go to the bathroom more is that i hold it for as long as possible so it builds up for when i finally do wet myself

other than diapers women's clothing (mainly panties)

yes, every time i wear one (and almost always more than once). its usually the reason i put on a diaper in the first place.

no. the only "punishment" for bet wetting was i couldn't do normal kid things like sleep overs because there was no good solution. if i wore my goodnites and stayed dry i'd be mocked for wearing diapers if i was caught, if i didn't wear them i risked wetting the bed and being mocked for it, and if i wore goodnites and wet them i risked being mocked for wearing diapers and wetting the bed. no real good outcome. unfortunately i didn't fully stop wetting the bed until my mid-teens which caused, which cause a bit of anxiety on my 8th grade class trip to Washington DC because we were sleeping four to a room with two people in each bed. so i'm either sleeping diapered next to a random classmate (in a room with two other people, all of whom would probably tell everyone), or i go without and risk wetting the bed next to a classmate (in a room with two other blah blah blah). luckily the guy that was supposed to share my bed had homophobe issues and weren't about to share no bed with a guy and chose to sleep on the floor, so i could sneak a diaper into bed and pull my shorts off under the sheets and slip it on without them noticing. didn't have any accidents, but i couldn't throw them away in the morning and risk them finding them, so i had to take it off under the sheets every morning and sneak the worn diaper back in my luggage.

done: no want to: yes by a female, but not in the face. anything below the neck is fine for her to use to mark her dominance