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I wouldn’t want to unduly influence your writing, so no need for the special treatment! I’d be just as happy to read it at the same time that everyone else does. ☺️

I must say…. It really is quite flattering to have a story adapted over my own. 🥰 Please do continue. I think you’ve done some delightful stuff and I’m looking forward to seeing more.

I do have actually an epilogue in the works... which coincidentally shares a very similar idea to the one you have proposed here. ?

After over a week of fun, it was finally time to head back home. The family arrived at the airport mid-morning; enough time for them to return the rental car, check-in their baggage, and get some breakfast before their afternoon flight. As Lila bit into her breakfast sandwich she felt a little bit of wistfulness - the trip had been a whole lot of fun for the girl - and she had finally come to realise that she enjoyed wearing diapers. She loved the feeling of wetting and messing in them, she loved not having to stop what she was doing to use the toilet, she loved the moments that she shared with Mom when having her diaper changed. But with the trip coming to an end, so was her time with diapers. Well, there was a possibility that they’d go on another trip next year, so she could get another chance with diapers… but maybe next year Mom would think that she would finally be old enough to go without. Lila had already been changed once in the morning, but her diaper was already a little damp; and Mom wanted her to be in a fresh diaper for the flight, so after their meals Lila followed Mom into a family restroom close to where their departure gate was. Noting that Lila had yet to poop today, Mom told her daughter, “Dear, if you think you need to do a BM could you please do it now?” Locking the door, she continued, “We have a long journey ahead of us and I don’t want to change you while we’re on the plane, but I don’t want you holding it for the entire flight.” Having just eaten breakfast, the girl did feel a slight need to go, so she squat herself down and began pushing, packing her diaper with poop. It was only after a couple of moments that she realised how silly she must have looked, using the diaper when the potty was only a couple of steps away, but after spending the entire trip in diapers it was almost instinctual for her at this point. Knowing that it was too late to stop, she continued to push, emptying out whatever was left in her bowels. Once Lila had finished pooping, she stood up and looked to her mother to signal that she was done. Mom approached the girl and pulled down her skirt to get it completely out of the way, to prevent it from getting dirty. Changing immediately after the girl had pooped meant there thankfully wasn’t an opportunity for the mess to get squished around, and so the change was a relatively quick and easy affair for Mom. The girl was wiped, powdered, and taped up in quick fashion, and as she pulled her skirt back up, she thought sadly to herself that that was likely her last diaper change. She found herself hoping that it could have lasted just a little bit longer. *** Lila sunk down on her bed, head resting face-down on her pillow. After over a week away from home Lila had started missing her own bed. Sure, the bed at the hotel was plush and comfy, but it was different - and it was comforting to finally be back home, resting on her own bed. Mom and Dad were unpacking and giving the house a little bit of a clean-up, leaving the girl with some time to herself. She still had her diaper on, and the girl was of course aware of that fact. Now that they were finally back home she could take it off herself and go back to regular underwear, but knowing that her diapered time was nearing its end the girl wanted to cherish every little moment she had left. The diaper was soaked, but it could definitely go for a couple more hours. As she laid down, enjoying the comforting embrace of her warm, wet diaper, weariness took over her body, and she drifted off to sleep. *** The sound of ripping tape roused Lila awake. Slowly, the girl opened her eyes and looked around for the source of the sound. She didn’t need long to find out - she saw Mom’s figure right in front of her, and her skirt had been lifted out of the way, revealing her wet, half-opened diaper. It appears that Mom had taken it upon herself to change the girl out of the wet diaper while she was still sleeping. Moving her eyes to the window she saw that it was now dark outside, which told her that she must have been out for quite a while. “Oh, sorry dear, I didn’t mean to wake you.” said Mom as she opened the diaper and began wiping. “But you were out like a light and your diaper was soaked so I thought I’d give you a change.” “Good morning Mom, thanks.” replied Lila. She was a little sad that her last diaper was finally getting removed, but having her wet bottom wiped in the comfort of her own bed was a nice consolation that the girl was thankful for. Still sleepy, the girl closed her eyes once again, enjoying the feeling of the cool wet wipe against her skin. Then, she felt her legs gently being lifted momentarily, bum in the air, and as she was placed back down she felt the familiar, comforting feeling of a fresh diaper. Realising that something wasn’t going quite as expected, Lila opened her eyes, and saw that she was indeed being placed in yet another diaper. “Mom, another diaper?” asked Lila, who thought that Mom had acted on reflex after so many diaper changes. “We’re home now, remember?” “Well, darling, we are indeed back at home so you could certainly wear panties if you’d like. “But over the past week you’ve clearly taken a liking to wearing diapers.” continued Mom, as she sprinkled some powder onto the girl’s diaper area. “And since you behaved so well during the trip I thought this would be a nice little reward for you, so I figured I’d keep you in diapers for as long as you want to. “So, which would you prefer, diapers or panties?” Mom’s proposal was a lot to take in for the girl. As she recalled the past week - and realised how obvious her fondness of diapers had been, wetting and messing herself without reservation - the girl blushed furiously. But she didn’t have to think very long at all before deciding. Still overwhelmed with emotion - mostly joy, and a little bit of embarrassment, Lila replied in a soft, yet enthusiastic voice: “Diapers.”

Lila groaned softly as she exited the car. It was early in the morning - much earlier than Lila was used to, but today was the day that Lila had looked forward to the most. They were at the amusement park, and the family had wanted to start early so that there was enough time to go on all the rides. The young girl, annoyed at having been woken up so early, was a little cranky. But her grumpiness didn’t last long, because walking through the turnstiles and seeing all the rides had immediately put the girl into a wondrous mood. She now had her face buried in the location map, planning which rides she wanted to go on. But before the rides, there was something else that needed settling first. “Diaper change first, Lila.” said Mom as she grabbed a hold onto Lila’s arm before she could run off, and led her towards the restrooms. The family had wanted to arrive early to avoid the queues at the ticketing counter, so they left first thing in the morning after grabbing some sandwiches from the breakfast buffet at the hotel. But this meant that Mom didn’t have the time to change Lila yet, and so the girl was still in the diaper that she wore to bed last night - which was now, of course, very wet. Thankfully, the park had just opened for the day and there weren’t too many people around yet, which meant that the restrooms were still relatively clean. The new diaper had performed admirably, absorbing everything without a leak, but Lila had been wet for quite a long while now and Mom was starting to worry about her skin getting irritated. Knowing that changes today would be few and far between, Mom applied some barrier cream, just in case. Back outside, the ride closest to them was the bumper cars, and Lila - now in a fresh diaper - excitedly went over, joining the queue, her parents behind struggling to keep up with the girl’s pace. *** The morning went by in a flash - following Lila, the family had gone on ride after ride, with hardly any time for rest. But eventually the parents couldn’t match Lila’s energy, and so they took a short break. After all, they did need to use the toilets - even if Lila didn’t. And so they went, with Lila waiting outside, looking after their bags. Mom came back first, because the gents was further away from where they were. Since there was a little bit of downtime while waiting for Dad, she thought she’d better check on the condition of Lila’s diaper. “How’s your diaper, dear?” asked Mom. Lila knew that she had wet several times over the past few hours, but she didn’t feel too wet yet. These newer diapers were thicker for good reason, and the girl was confident she’d be okay for quite a while more. “It’s only a little wet, Mom.” replied Lila. Mom wanted to trust the girl, but after that leak in the aquarium the other day, she thought her daughter was perhaps not that great at gauging the state of her diapers - and she didn’t want to take any chances this time. Glancing around to ensure that no one was looking their way, Mom quickly gave the girl’s padded bum a quick pat. Her hand was met with a light poof rather than a squish, which told her that Lila was right - she was relatively dry… for now. Lila blushed a little at being checked, especially since she had already told Mom that her diaper was okay. But she too knew that the checks were better left to Mom. Oh well, it’s not like anyone cares, she convinced herself. And even if they did, a pat on the bum is far less embarrassing than a leaky diaper. *** The next ride that Lila set her sights on was the ferris wheel. Mom and Dad weren’t too keen on getting crammed inside a warm, stuffy chamber for half an hour, but the young girl insisted, so they relented and let her go on her own while the two of them left to find a place for lunch. After a short queue, Lila got on the ride. There weren’t too many people looking to get on, so the girl was given a cabin all to herself. It was incredibly exciting for the girl - partly because she enjoyed being high up, but also because this was the first time her parents had let her on a ride alone. Her cabin slowly began to ascend, and Lila looked on in amazement as the objects on the ground got smaller. Eventually the cabin got high enough, and she was treated to a full view of the city. As she enjoyed the view, she felt the need to poo. She wasn’t going to let that distract her from her fun, however - not that she had to, anyway. She turned her body around to face the window at the back of the cabin and let her knees rest on the seat. Unlike her previous attempts at messing where she had to be conscious of the people around her, this time she didn’t need to be discreet. She bent her body slightly, lifted her butt, and with a grunt, started to expel logs of warm, soft poop into her diaper - all while peering out the window, scanning the city below her. It took a couple of pushes, but the girl finally emptied her bowels into the diaper. Placing her hand on her butt, she could feel the firm shape of her mess against her shorts. With her shorts supporting the diaper, there wasn’t much room for the diaper to sag, so Lila could feel the warm lump of mess held tightly against her bum. Finally relieved, she turned around and sat herself back down to have a look at the other side of the cabin, which was now slowly descending. She felt her phone buzz - it was Mom - telling her that they’d found a lunch spot and to head over once she was done. Lila gave a quick reply, and snapped a photo of the skyline, which she also sent to Mom. Once back on land, Lila made her way over to the outdoor food court where Mom and Dad were at. Mom was having a burger, while Dad appeared to have finished his meal and was now slowly sipping a coffee while waiting. Lila first went and got herself a hot dog and a drink, before joining her parents at the table. As she sat on the bench next to Mom she felt the warm mess squish against her. For a brief moment she had forgotten that she was very messy - but now she was seated she was reminded of her messy diaper. It wasn’t a big deal; she didn’t mind it, and she was confident that her diaper could hold up. Knowing that Mom would check her eventually, she decided that she didn’t have to bring it up, and she started on her meal. *** The family’s post-lunch itinerary was just as packed as it was in the morning. Lila, re-energised after her lunch, was determined to get on every ride the park had, Dad and Mom once again falling victim to the girl’s enthusiasm. Despite being loaded the diaper was still holding up well, but because the girl had continued to wet, the mess had taken on an even softer consistency; and her moving around so much had caused it to smear all over her bum and crotch. But the thrills, sights and sounds were all too captivating for her to even notice. But now the sun was intensifying, and the heat was starting to wear on them. They wanted someplace cool for a change, so they went for the haunted house, which was comfortably air-conditioned. Stepping into the waiting area, the cool air provided them with much needed relief, so they paused there for a moment to cool off and catch a breather. Now that Lila and her parents were now in an indoor enclosed space, Mom was finally able to catch a slight whiff of Lila’s messy diaper. But the smell was so faint, and amidst the lingering odours of food, perfumes, and air freshener, no one would have detected the smell of her messy diaper, unless they were standing close enough and looking for it - like Mom was. The corner that they were resting at was dark enough to offer some privacy and not many people were around, so Mom decided to perform a quick check to confirm her suspicions. She grabbed a hold of the girl and brought her close, and with her free hand tugged at the back of the shorts to look inside - and found that Lila was indeed very poopy. The padding, which had started out white, now had a yellow discolouration from the front through the back, and the seat of the diaper - where Lila had smushed her poop against - had taken on a brownish stain. “Oh dear, you are very messy.” sighed Mom. “When did this happen?” “At the ferris wheel, Mom.” replied Lila. “Ah, that’s why I didn’t know.” Mom was initially confused about how her daughter had ended up in a poopy diaper when she didn’t notice the girl pausing to mess at any point - but then she was reminded that there was a brief period where they weren’t together. Mom knew that Lila was in dire need of a change, but that would mean having to go back outside, and a short trek to a restroom in the scorching heat. Neither of them were eager to exit the comfortably air-conditioned compound - and the room looked just about ready to receive a new wave of guests - so she decided that a change could wait until after this. After the haunted house, Mom wasted no time in getting Lila to a family restroom for a change. As she wiped her daughter’s messy bum, Mom was silently amused at how carefree Lila had become about her diapers - the girl who had vehemently refused to put it on at the start was now more than happy to mess in it without a second thought. *** “Lila darling, wake up, we’re back.” Mom gave the girl a gentle nudge to wake her up. By the time they left the park in the evening she had completely run of steam, and she fell asleep the moment she got in the car. Sleepily, she rubbed her eyes, shifted across the seat and exited the car, following Mom back to their room. Once in, she promptly threw herself on the bed and dozed off. Mom was about to chide the girl for lying in the bed with dirty clothes on, but, seeing how tired the girl was, she decided to cut her some slack. The hotel swapped sheets daily anyways, so it wasn’t that big of a deal. But at the very least, Mom at least wanted her to sleep in something clean. She took out a shirt from the wardrobe and placed it on the bed next to the girl, got her to sit upright, and removed her dirty shirt, replacing it with a clean one, before laying the girl back down. Then, she pulled off Lila’s shorts as well, leaving her in a shirt and diaper. Sticking a finger into the leak guards for a quick check, Mom found that the diaper was quite damp, but decided that it could last until the morning. She tossed Lila’s clothes into the laundry bag, pulled the blanket over her daughter, and finally lay down herself, drifting off to sleep.

Lila was never great at dealing with the summer months. She disliked the scorching heat emanating from the pavements, the bright sun blinding her view, and - most of all - the sticky, sweaty skin caused by the humid air. Today was an especially hot summer day, and the family had wanted somewhere cooler to spend their time - so they drove over to the shopping district, and walked into the closest shopping mall they could find. As Lila entered the mall, she felt the strong gust of cold air from the air conditioner brush against her skin, and the young girl was thankful for an escape from the strong summer heat outside. Mom had wanted to get some souvenirs for friends back home, so the family walked around casually, entering any store that caught their interest. As they walked, the chill air caused Lila to feel a slight twinge in her bladder. The girl, now accustomed to using the diaper whenever she wanted, simply let go and soaked the diaper with her pee. She was surprised at how easy it was for her to wet her diaper, compared to when she first tried to pee at the airport - which was quite the struggle. I didn’t need to stop walking, she thought to herself. Upping her pace, she caught up to her parents, who had just walked past a grocery store. “Oh right, I nearly forgot. We’re running low on diapers so we should stock up while we’re here.” said Mom, as she switched directions and headed back towards the grocery store. Hearing that, Lila blushed a little, but was thankful that what Mom had said was vague enough to not reveal who exactly the diapers were for. She followed her parents into the store, and headed towards the diaper aisle. Lila had walked through diaper aisles many times in the past, but she never paid them much attention. Now, however, she was paying attention - and she was surprised at the sheer variety that the store had to offer. The shelves were stocked with a wide selection, from baby diapers to pullups to adult diapers. Now that they were here Lila started to feel a little self-conscious again, but the amount of options had her in awe. “We’ll need some of these… and maybe this as well, just in case.” said Mom, as she grabbed some packs of baby wipes and a tube of barrier cream, placing them into the shopping basket. She then focused her attention back on the diaper shelves. She could have easily just bought the same diaper that Lila was already using, but since the store had so much to offer she thought she’d spend a little bit of time to see she could get something better. True enough, something different caught her eye - it was a bright pink package with a picture of a girl at the front; but unlike most other packages with pictures of babies or toddlers, this one instead had a picture of a girl about Lila’s age. She extended her arms and grabbed a pack out of the shelf, taking a closer look at the product description at the back. It stated that it was designed for older children with heavy bedwetting or incontinence, and promised absorbency lasting “up to 12 hours”. The diaper itself was adorned with cute designs comprising pink ribbons and little dots - not babyish, but tastefully designed to appeal to an older child. Glancing at the size indicator, Mom saw that it would fit Lila very nicely. It was definitely pricer than Lila’s current diapers, but after considering the number of changes required per day, Mom thought she’d actually be able to save a little. Lila was at the other end of the aisle. She happened to be looking at some pullups, and realised that they actually did make them for her size. But having used actual diapers for a while now, she found that she preferred those instead. Mom called out to her, gesturing to get her to come over, and showed her the package in her hands. “Would you like to give this one a try?” asked Mom. “It might be better than your current ones.” Looking at the package, the girl was a little concerned. For one, the package looked a lot more childish than the one that came with her current diapers, which were medical diapers. And while they looked like they were a lot more absorbent it also meant that they were likely to be quite a bit thicker than her usual diapers. But she found herself captivated by the design of the diapers themselves. The medical diapers that she was currently wearing were plain white, and this new one was a lot nicer to look at. This would be a little embarrassing to wear, she thought to herself, but it does look really cute. “Sure, why not.” agreed Lila. It was at least worth a try, she thought. *** By the time the family finished shopping, it was late in the afternoon. They decided to grab a late lunch at the food court, and returned back to the hotel for some rest. Lila had worked up a bit of a sweat under the hot summer heat, so she went straight for the shower. Once that was done, she saw that Mom had been waiting for her on the bed, where the changing mat had been laid down. Mom had already opened the new pack of diapers, and she was in the midst of fluffing one up. “Come on over,” said Mom. “let’s give these new diapers a try.” As Mom taped the diaper in place, Lila realised that this new diaper was indeed a little thicker than her older ones. But, it was also a lot softer, and it was nice to feel the material brush against her skin. “How is it?” asked Mom. “I kinda like it, I guess… it’s thicker and feels softer.” answered Lila. Now that she was diapered, the girl went to the wardrobe, planning to change into more comfortable clothes. She picked out a loose-fitting shirt and a pair of shorts, but then quickly realised that putting on the shorts over the thick diaper resulted in a tight fit and a rather large bulge. The pants went on fine, but it wasn’t very comfortable, so the girl took it off, and tried searching for something that would fit better. Seeing the girl struggle with what to wear, Mom eventually suggested, “Dear, you don’t always have to put something over your diaper - it’s just the two of us in here. Besides, it’ll make checks and changes easier for me, too, so I’d actually prefer if you didn’t put anything on.” The girl hesitated a little. Sure, by now Mom had seen her in her diaper countless times, but it was still a little embarrassing and she didn’t want to reveal more than what she needed to. She continued rummaging through her wardrobe, trying to see if there was anything that could have possibly fit more comfortably. Eventually, however, she gave up on her search, and heeded Mom’s suggestion to go pantsless. Defeated, she jumped on the bed, face buried on a pillow. “Don’t worry, honey. It’s just the two of us here anyway, and I think that diaper looks really cute on you.” laughed Mom. *** For the next few hours Lila and Mom lazed around in the hotel room, the girl catching up to her Twitter and Instagram feeds which have gone untouched for the past few days, while Mom surfed through the various cable TV channels the hotel had to offer. Lila had been peeing into the diaper as and when she felt the need, and while the pee made the diaper warm and squishy, it still felt dry and soft against her skin. It was indeed performing much better than her old diapers, which would have probably required a change by now. Going pantsless meant her diaper was in full view, and with nothing to hold the diaper in place, it made audible crinkling sounds with every movement. It was a little embarrassing for the girl, but over time she slowly got used to it. And it did feel comfier without having to wear pants. Eventually, Mom got up from her seat and called out to her daughter. “We’re going out to dinner, Lila. You look pretty wet but I’m sure it’ll hold up for a few.” She rummaged through the wardrobe for a while and picked out a dress, handing it to the girl. “Here, put this on - it’ll hide your diaper bulge well enough.” Taking the dress from Mom, Lila was a little surprised at how Mum could tell that she was wet from afar, even without checking. She asked, “How did you know I was wet, Mom?” “Lila, dear, you’re hardly ever dry.” laughed Mom. “Besides, look how the little pink ribbons have disappeared?” she said, pointing at Lila’s diaper. “Those are wetness indicators that fade away when wet. That’s why I said it’d be easier for me if you didn’t have pants on.” Looking down at her diaper, Lila saw that a lot of the little pink decorations have indeed faded away, now replaced by a slight yellow tinge from her pee. Some of the padding in front was still dry and had the designs visible, but most of the dots and ribbons at the middle and back were now gone. Realising that Mom had been silently checking on the state of her diaper over the past few hours, she couldn’t help but feel a little… small. Almost like a toddler who didn’t know to tell Mom when her diaper was wet. The girl didn’t quite know how to describe this weird feeling, but she knew that she didn’t dislike it. Sheepishly, she changed into the dress that Mom selected for her, and looked into the mirror - the bulge showed just a little - not enough for anyone else to tell, except for Lila. And it did make her look a little cute, she thought to herself.

The light streaming in from the hotel window woke Lila up. It was a little past seven in the morning, but the young girl still felt incredibly groggy. They had spent the entirety of yesterday in the aquarium, and it was a blast - but by the time they left in the evening the entire family was exhausted. She pushed down the covers slightly and turned to face Mom, who was sleeping on the other side of the same queen-size bed. The two of them shared the same room and bed, while Dad had a separate room to himself. Mom was quite clearly tired as well, and was now still sound asleep. As she turned her body she felt the squish of her wet diaper under her pyjamas - the girl had already peed in it even before going to bed last night, and she vaguely remembered waking up in the middle of the night to pee again. It was comfy, and Lila was in no rush to get herself changed. She wanted to go back to sleep, at least for a couple more hours, but there were two things that were bugging her. The first was that the morning sun was making the room a little too bright. The second was the dull ache in her belly. Lila wasn’t sure what to do. She could remove the diaper and go poop in the toilet, but then Mom would have to get up and change her into a new one or she’d have to go diaper-less for a while. Or, she could poop in her diaper now and worry about it later. But, if she pooped herself with the toilet so close by, would Mom get angry? Cleaning up a messy diaper is a lot of work, after all. She did have permission to poop in her diaper back at the airport, but that was because they were in a hurry. She could pretend that it was an accident, but - no, Mom probably wouldn’t believe that. As the ache got worse she thought she’d just have to ask. Lila edged closer to Mom’s side of the bed and gave her a little nudge. After a couple of nudges, Mom finally woke up. “Good morning, dear.” said Mom in a half-awake state, bringing Lila’s head closer to her own. “What are you doing up so early? I’m still pretty sleepy myself.” “Good morning Mom.” replied Lila. “I would like to get more sleep, but… my belly’s aching a little.” Mom paused a little, then started stroking Lila’s hair. “It’s okay dear, just use your diaper…” said Mom, pausing to let out a yawn. “I’ll change you when we both get up later.” With Mom’s assurance, Lila tried to get into a comfortable pooping position - which was a little hard to do while lying down. She could have gotten into a squat instead, but lying down under the covers felt really nice when she was this tired, and she wasn’t too keen on moving. Pooping herself with Mom right next to her would be super embarrassing too, so she wanted the little privacy offered by the blanket. Eventually, she settled on lying down sideways with her knees slightly curled inwards. That was a comfortable-enough position and all it took was for Lila to give a gentle push - and loads of warm mush began making its way into the back of the diaper, spreading throughout. Mom got up momentarily to close the curtains before lying back down next to Lila, who was still in the midst of getting everything out of her system. Once Lila was finally done, a light scent of poop wafted out from under the covers, and she heaved a sigh of relief, blushing slightly. “Looks like you’re done…” teased Mom, who rolled a little closer to Lila’s side of the bed, facing the girl. Still lying down, she brought her arms over Lila. She had wanted to snuggle with her daughter a little, but she caught a glimpse of the diaper’s waistband peeking above her pyjama pants, so instead she pulled the waistband back for an impromptu check, comfirming that Lila had indeed filled her diaper quite a bit. “You really had to go, huh?” said Mom as started giving gentle pats on the back of her diaper. “Hope you feel better now.” “Jeez, Mom…” responded an embarrassed Lila. Having handled the ache in her belly - albeit in a rather embarrassing manner - Lila was now in a much more relaxed state. The curtains were closed, making the room comfortably dim, and with Mom’s gentle pats Lila could feel the warm mess squish against her bum - an oddly soothing feeling that made her feel quite little. Enjoying that blissful moment, the girl gradually drifted back to sleep. *** The sound of the hotel door opening jerked Lila awake. She turned her body to look at the digital clock on top of her bed-side table, and saw that it was almost noon. The girl had slept very well, due to the long day that they had the day before. Soon, Mom came in. Lila took a glance at her and saw that she carrying a couple of paper bags from a nearby grocery store. “Good morning dear, I got you some quick breakfast.” said Mom, as she placed the bags on a table. “You were sleeping like a log, so I didn’t want to wake you.” Sitting herself upright, she felt the warm mess squishing underneath her. At first it felt a little while for her to register this foreign feeling, then she remembered the events a couple hours prior. Now that she was slightly more awake she cringed a little at herself when she recalled that embarrassing moment with Mom… but at the same time found herself wondering if she’d get the chance to experience that feeling again. Knowing that a diaper change was in order, Mom went to the wardrobe and took out a fresh diaper. Taking the cue from Mom, Lila pulled down her pyjama pants and spread her legs. Having gone through a number of diaper changes by now, Lila was no longer as bashful about it… although she did feel a little bad about the enormous work that would be needed for this change. She did toss and turn quite a bit when she was sleeping after all, and she knew that the mess had smeared all over. Mom walked over and got straight to work - she placed a changing mat underneath, untaped the diaper and, unfazed by the mess, started wiping down. It didn’t take long, and soon Lila was in a fresh diaper. The girl, now a little more awake, realised that she was famished, and walked over to the table where her breakfast was waiting. “Once you’re done eating, go change into some outside clothes.” said Mom as she bagged the dirty diaper and tossed it in the bin. “We’re going out soon.”

Lovely way to put it ?

“Whoa…” exclaimed Lila. For their first full day in the city the family decided to visit the aquarium, and the girl was in awe at the variety of marine life they had. Lila had always been more of an indoorsy type of person, so she was a little worried when Mom suggested the aquarium - turns out she didn’t need to worry after all, as she was thrilled. It was midday, and the place was packed with other families and schoolchildren. As she bent down a little to view a jellyfish tank, Lila felt the urge to pee. Throughout the day the girl had been freely letting go whenever she felt the urge - and this time she did the same. Without pausing, she started peeing, savouring the warmth of the diaper as she continued looking into the tank. Observing Lila from afar, Mom was glad that she had made the right choice. She, too, had been worried about whether the girl would enjoy the aquarium. While that worry was settled, however, she felt that there was something else that needed to be dealt with. The young girl was dressed lightly today to beat the summer heat - a loose-fitting sleeveless shirt and shorts. The shirt was long enough that it fell under Lila’s waist, and the shorts hid her diaper well enough, but unlike a skirt or dress the tell-tale bulge was very slightly visible if you looked hard enough - the girl herself was worried at first, but eventually the aquarium was much too captivating for her to care about it. Mom, however, noticed that the diaper appeared to be a fair bit more swollen than it was when they had started the day - a sign that the girl was likely very wet. She thought it was probably time for a diaper change - it had been a couple of hours, after all, and the young girl has had plenty to drink so far. “Lila, it’s about time we get you changed, don’t you think?” proposed Mom. The girl, meanwhile, was far too entertained by the fishes to let herself be interrupted by a diaper change. She knew that her diaper was definitely soaked - it was a lot heavier than before, and she was starting to feel the wetness against her skin. But a change right now would interrupt her fun. And there was a show - a dolphin show - that she desperately wanted to catch; it was happening in five minutes so changing now might cause them to miss it. “I’m okay Mom” replied Lila. She was half-lying - she wasn’t sure whether her diaper could hold up to another wetting, but she didn’t feel the urge to pee so she thought she’d be safe for the time being. They proceeded to the large tank where the show was about to begin, and sat themselves down. Lila felt the diaper squish against her as she sat down. I definitely need a change after this, she thought to herself. But I’ll worry about that later. *** The show was every bit as entertaining as Lila expected it to be. It had just ended, and now the family were planning to get themselves some lunch. Lila got off from her seat and began to leave the venue, Mom and Dad following closely behind. As Lila was walking, however, Mom quickly caught up close to her. “Lila,” called out Mom as they continued walking, “you’re leaking. We need to change now.” That statement stunned Lila a little, and she instinctively brought her hands to the back of her shorts to get a feel. Sure enough, she felt some moisture rubbing her hands against her shorts. She made sure to hold her pee during the show, but sitting down had squeezed the diaper, causing the previously-absorbed pee to leak out. As the girl was starting to panic, Mom gently held her hand and followed the signboards to the nearest family restroom. Once inside, she locked the door and helped Lila get her shoes and shorts off. Her shorts were light-blue, but at the back there were two sides that turned darker, where the moisture had begun to seep out. Now pantsless, Lila could see in the mirror that her diaper was indeed very soaked - the entire back of the diaper was now a pale yellow colour. Still standing, Mom untaped the diaper and began wiping, taking care to wipe the areas that leaked as well, before sprinkling some powder and taping Lila up in a new fresh diaper. “Good thing I brought a change of clothes,” said Mom as she pulled out a new pair of pants from her handbag and helped her daughter put it on. “I thought we might end up getting wet today so this would come in handy.” “Thanks, Mom” said Lila as she buttoned up her shorts and put on the shoes. “Sure thing, honey.” replied Mom, who made a mental note to herself to check Lila more frequently.

Thank you! Don’t apologise for your rambling, I appreciate your thoughts.

After some rest, Lila’s family made their way to the boarding gate. “Let’s get you changed before we board, honey.” said Mom, as she spotted a toilet. “Having to change in the plane would be a nightmare.” Lila had peed once more while resting, and while she felt that it could have held more, she agreed with mom that a change in the plane would be better avoided. After placing their bags with Dad, Lila accompanied Mom to the toilet. There was a changing table, but it was too small to accommodate someone of Lila’s size - and it would have been incredibly embarrassing for her - so they made do with one of the empty stalls. After shutting the door, Mom said, “Lift up your skirt for me, please.” Lila bashedly lifted her skirt, revealing a swollen, yellowed diaper. “It’s a good thing we switched to diapers” said Mom, as she started undoing the tapes, allowing the sodden diaper to fall on the floor with a ‘plop’. “Your pullups would have definitely leaked. “Now, do you still need to pee? If you want to use the toilet, now’s your chance.” Mom said. Lila did feel a very slight need to pee. But she found herself rather liking the feeling of peeing in a diaper, and the warm, squishy feeling that it brought. Making her decision, Lila replied “I’m fine for now, Mom.” “Well okay then.” said Mom. She did a couple of quick wipes, unfolded a fresh diaper, and taped it on her daughter. With her diaper securely taped on, Lila let go of her skirt. She didn’t mind the wet diaper, but the feeling of a fresh, clean diaper felt pretty nice as well. “Let’s go,” said Mom, as she picked up the sodden diaper and rolled it up before throwing it in the bin. Slightly blushing and mesmerised at her first diaper change after a long while, Lila stepped out of the stall and followed Mom, back to the departure gate where Dad was waiting. *** “Wake up, Lila, we’ve landed.” said Mom as she gently nudged Lila awake. The girl slowly began to sit herself upright, rubbing her eyes and stretching her body with what little leg space she had. The flight was pleasant enough; Lila had always enjoyed the thrill of take-offs and the aerial views from above. She also took the opportunity to gorge herself on the in-flight food and drinks, but eventually the exhaustion from the earlier part of the day caught up with the young girl, and she had fallen asleep for much of the flight. As she stretched, she felt a damp, squishy feeling, which reminded her that not only was she diapered, but she had also used it multiple times, thanks to the many cans of soda that she downed. Feeling slightly more awake now, Lila glanced around the plane. Most of the passengers have disembarked, leaving her and her parents with a couple of others. Dad was busy getting their bags from the overhead compartment. Once that was done, he looked toward Mom and Lila, and signalled to them that it was time to leave. As Lila stood up, she felt her soaked diaper sag a little and found that it was a lot heavier than before. That caught her slightly off-guard. She never remembered her pullups ever feeling this heavy, but then again this diaper was now a lot wetter than what her pullups could have handled. Glancing around to ensure no one was looking, she gently patted the back of her skirt to check for leaks. After feeling around and finding it dry, she breathed a sigh of relief, pulled her skirt a little lower to make sure it hid the now sagging diaper well enough, and left the plane together with her parents. As they walked towards the baggage claim, Lila started to feel a slight ache in her belly. Seeing as her parents were in a bit of a rush, she paid no mind to the ache and focused on keeping up with their pace. After arriving at the baggage claim, Lila went to grab a trolley while Mom and Dad waited at the conveyor belt for their baggage. As she was pushing the trolley over, Lila felt the ache return, this time with greater strength. Lila knew that she would soon need to poop - but she had a decision to make. The clear option was to tell Mom so that she could get the diaper off for her to poop in the toilet - but deep down she was slightly tempted to poop in her diaper. If peeing in a diaper can feel this nice, she thought to herself, then surely pooping in it would be the same? Sensing Lila’s discomfort, Mom walked over towards her and asked, “What’s up? Are you feeling okay?” “I’m fine Mom,” replied Lila, as she stepped closer to Mom to get a little more privacy, “but I think I might need to go poop soon.” Now fully understanding the source of her daughter’s dilemma, she gently patted the girl’s head, and said “I could go with you to the toilet now, since you’re probably due for a change soon anyways. But, if you prefer, I wouldn’t mind you using your diaper for poop as well. I can change you when we get to the hotel.” Indeed, using the diaper was Lila’s preferred option at the time. Embarrassing as it may have been, Lila really wanted to try it, at least once. And she now had a good excuse - the family had wanted to get to the hotel ASAP and start exploring the city; she didn’t want to hold them back because of a toilet break. And she was a little hesitant to go into a toilet that could potentially be gross and scary. “I’ll use the diaper, Mom.” decided Lila. Mom just smiled and nodded, and joined Dad back at the conveyor belt, leaving Lila a short distance away behind them. The ache in her belly intensified further, but she couldn’t help but feel self-conscious. After all, pooping was a lot more… involved than peeing. Lila looked around and saw that everyone around her was in a hurried frenzy - and she took comfort in the fact that it was unlikely for anyone to notice what she was about to do, except for Mom and Dad, of course. With that in mind, Lila leaned a little bit forward, resting some of her weight on the trolley. She then relaxed her hold on her bowels and gave a slight push. A small trickle of pee released first, before the mess began making its way out. As she pushed, the girl could feel the warm, sticky poop squishing against her. Eventually, the sizable load settled itself at the back of her diaper, nestled comfortably underneath her bum. Once she was satisfied that she had gotten everything out, she realised that the experience of pooping was much different from peeing. The diaper would have quickly absorbed any pee, but the poop had instead created a slight lump at the back of her diaper, squishing against her bum. However, she felt that it was actually quite pleasant. This doesn’t feel bad at all. And it’s a lot less gross than having to use an icky toilet. Thought Lila to herself. Mindful that she was still in public view, she pretended to smooth out the back of her skirt, gingerly placing her hand at the diaper to feel around. The diaper was now heavier than it already was, and the sag kept most of the mess away from the girl’s skin. There was a very faint lingering smell of poop - but Lila was confident that no one would notice. Lila slowly walked towards the conveyor belt to join her parents. She had thought about telling them that she was messy, but it was much too embarrassing for her. The slight scent, however, had already tipped them off anyway. After collecting their bags, Dad, with a knowing gaze and slight grin on his face, said, “Now let’s go find a car.” Dad took a while at the car rental to pick out a car. While waiting, Mom decided that it was a good time to perform a quick diaper check. She placed her hand at the back of Lila’s bum and gave it a gentle squish. “Mom!” Lila exclaimed, “people are going to see!” “Don’t worry, no one’s going to notice. I just wanted to make sure that your diaper was holding up - we wouldn’t want a leak in the rental car after all.” replied Mom. “Besides, no one knows who we are here, so it’s okay.” Getting her diaper squished by Mom was embarrassing not only because they were in public, but also because it was proof that she had, in fact, messed her diaper. Oh well, thought Lila. Mom was going to have to find out eventually, so it makes no difference either way. Dad soon got the rental car ready and drove over to the pick-up point where Mom and Lila were waiting. Mom had assessed that the diaper was fine and could last the drive to the hotel, so they both entered the car. As Lila sat down, she felt the mess squish underneath her, and the solid lump was turned to a paste that smeared against her bum and the insides of her diaper. Now that they were in a smaller enclosed space, the smell had become more obvious, but it wasn’t too unpleasant. Dad rolled the windows down slightly to allow some fresh air in, and began their drive to the hotel. *** Lila excitedly jumped on the plush, queen-size bed in their hotel room. The family had just gotten themselves checked into the hotel, and the young girl was excitedly exploring everything the room had to offer. Mom had begun unpacking what was in their luggage, and Dad was at the lobby sorting out the parking arrangement for their car. After a couple of minutes, Mom had finished unpacking. Lila was lying on the bed, checking out what channels the TV had. The last things that Mom took out from their luggage were a changing mat and a pack of wipes. “All right, now let’s get that stinky diaper of yours changed.” said Mom, as she grabbed the wipes and dropped them on the bed. “Lift up your butt for a sec.” Still lying on the bed, Lila complied and lifted her butt, allowing Mom to place the changing mat underneath. Mom then lifted the girl’s skirt out of the way, and gestured at Lila to lie back down. Realising that her very soiled diaper was now in full view, Lila became a lot more self-conscious. “You know, Mom, I think I can do this myself.” offered Lila. “It’s going to be really dirty.” “It’s fine, honey. I don’t mind.” replied Mom. “Besides, I’ve changed your poopy diapers a ton of times when you were younger, so there’s nothing for you to worry about.” Hearing that, Lila relented and spread her legs, allowing Mom to continue with the change. “Oh dear, this thing is full.” sighed Mom as she opened the diaper, revealing the mess inside. “Sorry I couldn’t change you earlier, it must have felt really icky.” “It’s okay Mom, I didn’t mind it at all.” replied Lila. “Actually—“ she continued, before hesitating. “Actually what, dear?” asked Mom, as she began wiping Lila’s messy bottom. “I dunno… I just kinda like the feeling, I guess…” explained Lila. “and not having to go to the toilet constantly is really nice.” After that, the conversation trailed off, and Mom continued wiping in silence, Lila savouring the feeling of the cold, soothing wipe gently rubbing against her skin. “There, all clean.” said Mom. “Now, we have something to discuss. “I know I used to insist that you wear pullups in the past, even when we were at the hotel - that was because I didn’t want to risk you wetting the furniture, especially since wet the bed pretty often. But you’re older now so I thought this year I’d let you wear regular undies instead. “But, you seem to have taken a liking to the diapers, so I thought I might as well keep you in diapers like what we’ve always done. But if you really want to, you can switch back to underwear right now. What do you think?” Mom’s question took Lila by surprise. She did find herself enjoying her diapers a little, and she did tell just Mom that it felt nice, but she wasn’t expecting such an offer. Her pride as a teenager was on the line - after that strong refusal she made before they left for the trip. But truthfully, she did want to be diapered again. “I’m fine with diapers for now, Mom.” responded Lila, making her decision. “Sure thing, dear.” said Mom, who then went to grab a fresh diaper and powder from the closet. She gently sprinkled a little bit of powder, got the girl to lift her bum, and placed the fresh diaper underneath. After making sure the alignment was right, she taped the diaper and adjusted the leak guards, and finally gave the diaper a gentle pat to let Lila know that she was done. “There we go.” said Mom. “Tell me when you need a change.” “Kay.” replied Lila. The girl was conflicted. Sitting in a wet, poopy diaper was supposed to have been icky and shameful - especially at her age - but she found didn’t mind the feeling at all. Getting changed by her Mom was supposed to have been embarrassing - and while it kind of was, she also felt a great sense of comfort and intimacy. But for now, she decided to cast those difficult thoughts aside. They had a city to explore, after all. [A/N: Taking feedback into account, I have tried to flesh out the characters’ thoughts a little bit with this new chapter - so while I don’t think the story has become more realistic, I hope everything at least makes a little more sense now.]

Oh I welcome all feedback - good or bad - as long as they are constructive. If you have anything to say about what I’ve written, I’d love to hear what you think. What matters most to me is that people are reading my story and talking about it.

Thanks for the feedback, everyone ? This story really is mostly just wish-fulfilment on my end - I just wanted to write something that I thought I’d enjoy - so there are definitely elements in there that are not quite grounded in reality. I had hoped to convey that Lila didn’t actually mind wearing pullups all that much in the first place, which was why she was just willing to go with it whenever they went on a trip. Perhaps that was something that I couldn’t explain too well.

"Do I really have to, mom?" whined Lila. "Well I'm not going to force it if you really don't want to," replied Lila's mom, "but it'll make this trip a lot less stressful for the both of us." Lila frowned and fiddled with the hem of her dress as she pondered what her decision should be. Every summer, Lila would go on a trip with her family. And every year, before they left, Lila would be put in some... protection. This year, however, the girl was putting up a bit of a resistance. Lila had always been put in pullups whenever the family went on a vacation together. This was the result of an incident long ago - Lila once had an accident when the family went on a trip to Germany, when she was seven. They were at a packed museum and the line to the toilet was too long for the young girl to hold it. From then on, her parents decided to keep Lila in her night-time pullups for the rest of the trip - just in case - to spare themselves the stress and hassle of having to find a toilet. From that trip onwards, it became a tradition for Lila to be in pullups whenever they went on a vacation. At that time, Lila didn't mind having to wear the pullups. After all, she still wore them to bed at night, and wearing them during the day was not much different. But she was now thirteen! And to her dismay, she was told that she'd be wearing tape diapers this time, instead of the pullups that she wore in the past. Lila had eventually outgrown the pullups that she used to wear, and they were precariously close to leaking the last time she'd worn them on a trip - so her mom had decided to switch to diapers this year. Lila was obviously hesitant to wear full-on diapers, especially at her age, but after recalling the incident when she was seven, she ultimately decided to go with the diapers, just to be safe. "Fine..." she muttered begrudgingly. "But I swear this will be the last time I'm doing this, ever!" "Good girl." praised Mom. "Now lie down and let's get this diaper on." Obeying Mom's instructions, Lila sheepishly took off her skirt and underwear, and laid on the bed. "Bottoms up please." requested Mom, as she unfolded a diaper and placed it under her daughter's bum. After a light sprinkling of powder, she taped the diaper in place and adjusted the leak guards. "And we're done!" said Mom. "Now get ready, we're leaving in fifteen minutes." *** The ride to the airport was uneventful. After getting their baggage checked-in, the family still had time to spare before boarding, so they found a couple of benches to wait. Lila was glad that she could finally rest her legs, but she found herself needing to pee. "Mom," she called out discreetly, mindful that they were in a crowded airport "I gotta pee." "It's okay to use your diaper honey, it'll hold up fine." replied mom. Right, Lila thought to herself. I'm in actual diapers now. I can't take these off so I guess Mom just wants me to use it whenever I need to. As a young child, Lila didn't mind peeing in her pullups, especially when there was no other option nearby. However, this was different - she was in a diaper, not a pullup; the toilet was a short distance away; and perhaps most importantly, she was older now. But Mom would not be happy to have to throw away a clean diaper only to put on a new one shortly after, and she has seemingly given Lila the approval to just use her diaper, so she put her concerns aside and focused her attention on her aching bladder. Squirming slightly, Lila tried to release her bladder. It was difficult to do so deliberately - especially with so many people around her - but slowly she was able to squeeze out a small trickle, which gradually grew into a steady flow. Eventually she was done, and she heaved a sigh of relaxation. As discreet as Lila was, Mom had taken notice of her squirming and figured out what was happening. "Are you wet?" she asked her daughter. Lila gave a small embarrassed nod in response. "Do you need a change right now, or do you think you can hold off for a while?" asked Mom. Squeezing her thighs close together, Lila thought that the warm feeling of a wet diaper was actually quite pleasant. She could tell that had peed quite a bit into the diaper, but these diapers were a lot bulkier than her old pullups and they felt like they could definitely hold a lot more. And her legs were tired from all the walking; changing now would mean having to walk even more to find a toilet. "I'm good, Mom." said Lila as she reclined into her seat, slightly thankful that she chose to wear a diaper.

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