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  1. Les Lea

    My Story 1-4 (end)

    My Story I was bawling my eyes out. Dad had just given me the worst spanking of my life for lying to him. It was my own fault because I had been seen breaking something but was still insisting it wasn’t me. Dad said he’d put up with many things from his children but he wouldn’t allow any of us to be a barefaced liar. Dad had asked me outright if I’d done it and I said “No”. I was just about to go to bed so was only wearing my thin cotton shorty pyjamas when I saw that look come into his eyes. If I’d admitted it straight away I’m sure I would still have gotten a spanking but perhaps not quite as hard or for so long. My dad isn’t a big man but, as a ten year-old and not in the least bit sporty, I wasn’t equipped physically or emotionally to be hurt. This was the first time ever I’d been in any real trouble because normally my cuteness and sorrowful expression had in the past got me out of being disciplined. It didn’t work this time and I hated it. My bottom throbbed and, although I was already on my way to bed, it seemed worse that I had to go clutching my red stinging bum. I cried all the way to my room, which I shared with my older brother David (I’m the youngest of three kids) thinking the world was grossly unfair, dad was cruel and I would definitely be running away to a nicer family come the morning. * My sister, Stephanie, is the eldest and five years older than me, who despite dad telling her not to, still came and tried to soothe my tears and make me feel better. It was a pretty hopeless task. Both her and my brother had witnessed my shame and blistered bottom so I was in no mood to be placated. However, she rubbed my back (I dare not lay on my back because it was so painful on my bottom) and settled my teddy bear in my arms, and even though I hadn’t had much to do with it for a couple of years, I hugged him with some force. She kept telling me Daddy loved me and that I shouldn’t think any less of him for what he’d just done. Unfortunately, I wasn’t seeing that side of the argument and only felt the agony of my bum, and possibly guilt, which set me off crying even more. I can’t explain how I was now absolutely terrified of my father. It had been the one and only time in my life I’d been disciplined and that made him, in my immature mind, a complete monster. According to Steph, my sobbing eventually subsided and I fell asleep on my front clutching tightly to teddy. She said that once I’d calmed down I looked adorable snuggling up to him and wearing my little short pale green jammies. Later, both mum and dad came up to check on me and kiss me goodnight. I was dead to the world so I missed that bit of compassion and I didn’t hear David come to bed some time later. Normally we lie awake and chat for a while before dropping off. He’s four years older than me so he has quite a lot going on in his life and I like to hear about his footballing exploits and what he and his mates get up to. * The following morning David was the first to rise. He came over and shook me awake to get ready for school. As I came round I was surprised that I was still clutching teddy, I was conscious of a slight soreness to my bottom but there was something else - I was drenched. My jammies, my sheets; everything was soaked and I didn’t know what or how it had happened. I think at the same moment, as he slid out of his own PJs he smelled the slight odour of pee. Once I realised my situation I started to cry. I was scared that I’d get another spanking, also I was embarrassed at doing something I hadn’t done since I was a toddler and thought I’d be ridiculed by everyone. David called mum, who was already up and working in the kitchen, that I’d had an accident, which on hearing Steph came in to see what the problem was. She saw the state I was in and again tried to tell me not to worry, but I was worried. I’d been punished once for something I’d done that was wrong and now this! Steph led me to the bathroom and, while David was in the shower, she helped me out of my wet clothes. My brother popped his head around the side of the cubicle to see what was going on, he wasn’t gloating or anything, just seeing what was happening, but quickly finished so that I could be attended to. I was still sobbing when mum came in to check what exactly my ‘accident’ had been. “It looks like he’s had a bit of trouble,” Steph said somewhat understating things as I stood there naked and trying not to look so scared. “The beds soaked and…” Mum came over and gave me a huge cuddle. “Don’t worry darling, these things happen.” Dad had already gone to work so at least I didn’t have to face his opinion of his soaked youngest but I was anxious about him finding out. “You won’t tell dad will you?” I nervously appealed to mum. I was now shivering and mum shooed the others out of the bathroom and gave me a warm shower where I was soaped and shampooed, something that she hadn’t done for many years; probably because I was grown up and didn’t need anyone bathing or washing me. However, mum’s gentle care had calmed me down and, as she led me back to the bedroom, she told me again not to worry. I think she could still see the redness of my recently spanked rear and knew that I was more than a little apprehensive about getting the same again. She helped me into my school uniform of grey shirt and shorts and after breakfast gave me a huge kiss and cuddle to send me on my way. * Apparently, the bed was wetter than she’d imagined. The mattress was soaked and, even with a breeze and sunny weather she found it difficult to dry outside. Our neighbours, the Woods, had three children: their eldest was eight year-old Kevin who had learning difficulties and his two younger sisters, five year-old Susan and Bethany who was four. Kevin and I had played together since he was born and his two younger sisters looked after him like he was a precious jewel. Come to think of it, all the Woods were very attentive to Kevin’s needs, as I suppose were the rest of the neighbourhood. Despite his problems Kevin was welcome everywhere… we were a tight estate who watched out for one and other. Mum was explaining to Mrs Woods about drying the mattress in the sun and my accident, our neighbour was most sympathetic. However, she’d had a similar wetting problem with Kevin so offered to let mum have a plastic sheet if she thought that might help. She now used a rubber one over Kevin’s mattress, so she had a spare if needed. As it was, the mattress wasn’t completely dry by the time I had to go to bed so she accepted the offer. I was a bit surprised to hear the crinkling sound of the sheet as I climbed into bed and almost started a petulant strop until I saw dad standing in the doorway. “It’s just until I can get the entire thing dry honey, so don’t worry, it’s only temporary.” Mum explained as she comforted my agitation. Dad stepped over to me and I almost drew back in fear but he just ruffled my hair saying, “Don’t worry Champ, we’ll have this sorted by tomorrow,” then kissed me night-night. It was strange being in a crinkly bed because every time I moved or turned over it was accompanied by such an annoying noise, which was a constant reminder of what I‘d done the night before. However, mum had got my thick flannel PJs for me to wear and that deadened some of the sound and I felt quite cosy. I even let teddy share the bed with me for the second night and I was confused that dad could spank me one day and then kiss me and call me his Champ the next. I was still thinking of this when I fell to sleep. * Again David was up first, rousing me from slumber and urging me to get ready for school. As I turned I heard the tell-tale crinkle and I was immediately reminded of why it was there. David said that all he could hear all night was me crinkling every time I turned; however, the noise hadn’t kept me awake. I pushed back my blanket and it was only then, as the cool air rushed in, that I realised I was once again soaked. David looked and shook his head and I lay there wondering what to do. At that moment mum came in with a freshly ironed shirt for David and caught the look I was exchanging with him. “Er,” my brother started, “I think he’s had another little… er… accident…” his eyes raised in my direction. Mum passed him his shirt and immediately came striding over to me and felt the front of my PJs -they were absolutely sodden. She helped me out of bed and checked to see if the plastic sheet had done its job. “It’s a good job Kevin is such a good friend and loaned you his waterproof sheet,” mum said trying to make me smile, “otherwise we’d never get this mattress dry.” I was desperately holding back tears. I couldn’t understand how I could have wet the bed twice in two days but mum seemed very understanding and after being sorted out in the bathroom left me to get myself ready for school. I decided on my green ‘HULK’ underpants as I thought they’d make me feel more grown up (like the hero himself) then, because I was running late, quickly slipped on my school uniform. I went to a different school to David and Steph but mum always made sure we looked smart before she’d let us go and get our bus. So, with a kiss and a hug she patted my healing bottom and sent me on my way. * Things got worse. After the fourth successive night of waking up soaked both my parents thought I needed a bit more assistance in coping with the problem. Thanks to Mrs Woods, who was able to offer some supplies to help, the situation was soon resolved. So, on the fifth night mum took me upstairs to bed and I found something extra laid out for me to wear. She told me that her and dad had decided that wearing a nappy would save all the extra washing, keep the smell to a minimum (David had made a comment) and should keep me snug and well protected. This was all too much and I screamed that I didn’t want to be babied, I wasn’t a baby, I shouldn’t be treated as a baby but as calming as mum’s words were I refused to let her put it on… that was until dad arrived. I suddenly realised that I was acting up and defying my parents and that would lead to trouble so I stopped having a tantrum but continued to sob. “I know you don’t want to wear these,” he said as he held out the nappy, “and we’d prefer it if you didn’t have to.” He sounded so reasonable. “But you are making quite a mess and it’s not fair on your mother who has to do all the cleaning up… now is it?” Needless to say I was sobbing and although I knew he was right and I was just being selfish I didn’t want to wear it. “You're not being punished, loads of kids your age have trouble getting to the toilet at night but…” and this is where he lifted my sulky chin and made me look at him, “you need some help until you are over it. I’m sure by the weekend you’ll be fine and we can all go back to the way things were.” He was so nice, spoke quietly and seemed very positive. He made me feel I wasn’t being punished and it all seemed to make sense. Besides that, I knew what could happen if I defied him so, I shrugged and nodded and let him get me dressed for bed. * It had been some years since I last wore a nappy but he seemed to be very efficient as he rubbed in some lotion, powdered my groin, folded the square of terry cloth, inserted a soak pad and pinned it into place with a couple of big baby pins. Lastly, he shuffled a pair of Kevin’s plastic pants up my legs to hold it in place. I felt totally humiliated. I hated the bulkiness, I hated the crinkly pants… and sheet, I hated dad for making me wear it… even if it did all make sense. He fed my PJ top over my head and had a little game of pretending it wouldn’t fit, ‘Perhaps my head had recently swelled’, ‘Was it because I was getting brainier?’, he asked. I giggled as he pretended to struggle and when my head did eventually pop through the correct hole he was smiling as much as I was. Then he tried to pull up my PJ bottoms but there he did have a problem because the nappy was just too chunky for them to fit over. “Oh well,” he said, “perhaps for tonight you could just sleep like this.” He looked down at my thick nappy. “It looks like it should keep you snug and dry all night.” He patted the bulk and said that if I wasn’t careful I’d be starting a trend. “Everyone will want to wear something that soft and comfy” He then said in a rather hoity-toity voice. “Eveningwear designed and modelled by the great haute-couture stylist himself… Monsieur Pantalons et Plastique.” Dad could be funny when he wanted and, although I had no idea what he’d just said, we both sniggered at his silliness, which took the sting out of having to wear a nappy. Then he gave me a mock bow, kissed the top of my head and left me to drop off. Unfortunately, I wasn’t very comfortable. I tried to sleep but I just couldn’t get used to having this huge thick thing between my legs. Because I was wriggling around so much, the plastic sheet and my plastic pants were making a noise, which also didn’t help. When David came to bed I told him of my predicament and that I wanted to just shrug them off and sleep naked. He wanted to see what I looked like so I shuffled down the blanket and nervously revealed my shame. He patted the padding and smiled saying that the thickness of my protection should keep any flood at bay. I was half expecting for him to mock me and call me a baby or something but, he just sort of gave a silent whistle and got himself ready for bed. However, as he slipped into his PJs, he warned me that mum and dad wouldn’t be too happy if I did take them off and then wet the bed again. I could see his point but I really wasn’t very comfortable. Eventually, after our usual night time chat he dozed off but I was still wriggling around trying to get snug. His last words were ‘stop fidgeting’ so he could get some sleep. I lay there until certain he was snoozing then I carefully squirmed out of my tight and restricting nappy. Once that was off I felt a lot better and it wasn’t long before I joined David in the Land of Nod. *tbc*
  2. Dlbychoice

    Dry Night

    Hi i wanted to find out from others if this has happened to you as well. I have been wearing happiest to bed for the last three weeks or so. Every night except for one about two weeks back. I have been able to wet my nappy every night with out a problem. Some night so much so that they were starting to leak. For the first time I woke up dry. Is this normal? What I mean is, after so many weeks being able to wet even though I wake up slightly and let go then go back to sleep again. Bed wetting for me is something if it happens it happens. Im not trying to become a bed wetter but at the same time I'm not stopping it from happening. Is it part of the journey to becoming a permenant bed wetter? I did take some pain killer for a head ache before going to sleep which seems to knock me out. I'm still feeling very tired and drowsy from the pain killers. Could this have caused the dry night? you opinions and or advise will be appreciated.
  3. baby boy k

    how to start bed wetting

    I am looking for help so I can wet the bed while asleep. Can anyone help need tips allready drinking 2 pints water before bed time
  4. Chrisdiapersbaby

    Should I become a bed wetter

    So I'm 19 and I've been thinking about trying to become a bed wetter but I don't know all of the pros and cons should I become a bed wetter or not and I want to be treated like a baby but I don't know how to find someone who will baby me
  5. Mr. Sea Otter

    Bed wetting question

    I have a question for those who have managed to (re)learn how to wet the bed. How often do you wet? Nightly? Or just a few times a month, or something else? And I'm not talking about waking up and wetting.... I'm only talking about waking up in the morning with a soaked diaper or bed with no memory of it happening. And was it like that in the beginning, or did it start out less frequently and only happened regularly over time?
  6. My name is Julie. I am 26 years old, 5’4”, and about 100 pounds. I grew up in a normal house with 6 other siblings. There are 4 girls and 3 boys in my family. I am the second oldest of all the kids. My brother Bryan is the oldest and he is 28. Most of us were originally potty trained between the ages of 2 and 5. Yeah my mom got lazy with the youngest 3 and just kept them in diapers until it was time for Kindergarten. Then she would push it hard that summer before school started to get them potty trained. That led to some issues as by the time school started the younger ones were still not making it through most nights dry, and thus were still in diapers at night. When I was about 9 years old I remember waking up one morning to a very wet pee soaked bed. My pajamas, mattress, sheets..everything. I still remember I dreamed we were riding home in the car and I had to pee really badly. I remember dreaming that we pulled in the driveway, and I ran into the house, up the steps, pulled my jeans down and sat on the toilet and oh what sweet relief. The problem was I never actually woke up till morning….but I sure did have the relief. Mom helped me change the bed and myself and I got into the shower and cleaned up. We thought at that time that it was a once in awhile dream and it was nothing. But that was not the case. I ended up having similar dreams to this every few days….which turned into every couple nights. Mom and Dad took me to the doctor, and they said it was emotions and stress related. There was not much they could do and advised they put me back in diapers at night until whatever was causing my stress left. I was questioned about 1000 times as to what was stressing me out, my final answer was “being asked this 1000 times is what is stressing me out now”. LOL They finally stopped. To be honest though, the first night mom put me back in a diaper I thought it felt kind of soft, but I knew something was different down there. I found myself over a short period of time not minding at all waking up in a warm wet diaper. The nights I did not wet my diaper, I would run to the bathroom, take the diaper off and pee in the toilet. When you live in a house of 7 kids and two parents with only one bathroom, I found quite often I would get up having to pee badly, and someone was in there. Soon it hit me…”hey dummy, your wearing a diaper”. More and more I found myself waking up if i was not already wet and just relaxing and wetting the diaper in the morning. I would get up and come downstairs and mom would ask if I was wet and I would answer yes or no. After a couple weeks the answer was yes every morning because if I did not pee in my sleep, I peed as soon as I woke up still in bed. On weekends and holidays from school, I would wear and use the diaper until it was full. Sometimes I had it on until almost lunch time before I peed enough times to fill it. I honestly found it quite nice to be able to do that. Just watch tv or play a game...or even play outside in the yard and when I had to pee, I just let it out. My younger sister Leanne started also wetting the bed at night, and mom and dad ended up also keeping her in diapers. I ended up both legitimately wetting in my sleep or purposely peeing my diaper every night or morning for many years. I remember one summer when I was 15 mom and dad had planned a vacation to West Virginia. We were going to visit an amusement park, and stay the night in a hotel. They reserved a big room and we all brought along sleeping bags. Mom made us all including my older brother wear diapers on the way down, and at the amusement park. No one really complained too much as it really was easier with so many of us in the stationwagon with food and drinks etc. to not have to stop every 20 minutes so someone could pee. By the time we got to the hotel every single one of us was pretty wet. Mom and dad only stopped once on the trip to pee and get fuel. Thinking about it now, Mom might have been wearing a pee pad or diaper too, but I have no idea as I never thought about it back then. Now that I know what having 7 kids can do to a woman's body, I can’t believe she never wet herself in that long of a trip. Anyhow, this vacation gave me some idea’s about wearing diapers other places and times besides just to bed. I found myself without my parents permission soon changing once wet on days off and weekends into another diaper instead of panties. I found it quite comforting and pleasant actually. At the same time as the vacation we took, I was able to babysit for a couple families 3 nights a week for a couple hours and make some money. The first thing I did was go to Target and buy some Large for older kids diapers. I put them in my backpack and got them to my room. Now when I would go baby sit I could wear my own diapers. I would come home from school and change into a diaper, and then head over to baby sit. I would sometimes even bring an extra diaper with me and when I changed the babies, I would also change my own diaper. I would then bring my wet diaper home with me in my backpack so as not to leave any evidence around. I would throw it in the dumpster behind the restaurant I walked by every night. Soon I found myself getting brave and I would wear a diaper to school in the morning. I put a couple pair of panties in my locker in a plastic bag incase I filled the diaper too full, or we had to do something like gym class. I could quickly grab them and go into a stall like I was pooping and remove the diaper, put it in my backpack, and then put on the panties. I found myself buying quite a lot of diapers and within a couple weeks, I was wearing diapers and changing diapers at school every day that I did not have gym. This worked out very well until one day I was standing in the hall at my locker chatting with a friend of mine and I felt I had to pee. I relaxed and let it out. At first it felt good but then……..instead of the pee running up the front of me and under my rear……...I felt it on my thigh, and down my legs. I panicked and squeezed my bladder muscles tight. Oh My God what is wrong with this diaper was my first thought as I looked down and my crotch, pant legs etc. were soaked and there was a puddle on the floor. I had totally forgot today was a gym day and I was not wearing a diaper. My face must have been 3 shades of bright red. My friend stood there looking at me with her eyes wide and put her hand on her mouth. I was speechless. I closed my locker, and she walked me to the office where they called my mom and excused me from class the rest of the day. Now I had to come up with an excuse because mom will want to know what happened. Sure enough soon mom came and brought me some dry clothes to wear. Mom asked what happened and I said I am not sure. I was standing at my locker and I just started peeing. She said do you feel ok? She felt my head for a fever. I feel fine mom I answered. Lets just go home ok? Mom hugged me and said sure, come on. She thanked the secretaries for taking good care of me. We headed home. Mom said maybe you should think about wearing a diaper tomorrow at school...you know a pull up kind so you can use the potty if you have to, or you are protected if you have another accident. I looked at her and said...well, I guess that would be a good idea. Mom said I will buy you some and you can keep them with you. This was awesome though I am not a fan of pull ups, this did give me an excuse to be in diapers way more often now. We stopped at the store and mom went in and bought me some pull ups. We got home with my new pull ups, and I went upstairs to try one on. Mom had bought a case of XL Goodnights and they fit very well. I had to try them out so sitting at the table eating dinner with the family, I had to pee and just let it out. It held every drop, but was very full and thick. No way was this going to work for more than one pee. But I could bring several with me to school a day, and just change every time I wet it. Mom ended up letting the school know I might need the bathroom more often than normal and that I was wearing a diaper that I could change myself. They alerted the teachers. I even got out of having to change for gym class into shorts. I could wear sweat pants and was allowed to change after the class started so no one would see my diapers. I kept this up well into high school. Doctors could not find anything wrong. A Urologist pumped my bladder full of liquid and I peed all over his office after he told me to hold it the best I could. I was 17 then and knew how to fail a test I wanted to. Ha ha. He put on my medical record that my bladder muscles were weak and I needed to practice Kegel exercises 5 times a day. I said I would but never did. After all I was not really having issues. I just wanted to be in diapers. Well when I turned 19 I was asked to go out with a really good looking guy to a ballroom dance and dinner. I knew there was a chance of me getting lucky with him that night, so choose not to wear a diaper. I was dressed in adorable white lace panties and bra. A long white dress that was down to my ankles, and I had my hair down. My makeup was perfect and he was to wear a tux. He picked me up and we headed to the place and as we talked in the car, he was so kind and gentle with me. He opened the door for me, he held my hand as he drove. I was melting inside. This guy was a dream and I was a princess with him. We arrived at the place and he got out and opened the car door for me. Helped me out of the car and we walked hand in hand through the doors. The place was spectacular with crystal chandeliers on the ceiling, and candle lights on the walls. Soon I had to pee, and asked where the ladies room was. He walked me over there and I went in. Did what I had to do and when I came out he was waiting again to take my arm and walk me back to the dance floor. We danced to several songs then sat down to rest and order some food. I had several glasses of water as I was thirsty. He ordered dinner for us and it was really good. When finished we went back to the dance floor for some slow dances. He held me so tight, and kissed my cheek, and then my neck. He then said that I was the most beautiful woman he has ever met in the world. I said thank you, and decided for some reason that I wanted to know what his lips tasted like. I leaned my face to his and he responded by giving me the most passionate kiss I have ever had in my life. I felt my entire body tingle. There were feelings and emotions in me that I had never felt before…...including one pretty familiar. Somehow I had also peed quite a lot in my panties and down my legs. I panicked. Now all of the sudden out of the blue I felt like I had to pee bad...But I had felt nothing during the heat of passion with him. I tried to stay calm and pray there was no pee on the tile floor under my skirt. He must have seen the look on my face and asked if I was ok? I said yes. I…….I...I need the ladies room real quick, I will be right back and I took off for the bathroom. I got into the stall, and pulled my dress all the way up to inspect the damage to my panties. It was pretty bad. They were wet clear up my rear end and front. Now what do I do…..Oh wait, finish peeing dummy I said as I pulled them down and hovered over the toilet. I now think it would have been easier to explain to him why I have a wet diaper on instead of why I have wet panties on. Now if I leave them on they will dry….but if I sit down before they dry i will have a wet dress. What do I do? I decided to try to dry them out on the hand dryer. I took them off, walked out and started the hand blowdryer. It worked after some time and they were just barely damp and put them back on. Thankfully no one came in while I was doing that. I went back out and joined him again. He asked if everything was ok and I said yep, all good. I just had to pee again. I smiled and he took my hand and led me back to the dance floor. He said let's go for a drive? I said sure. I thought to myself, I will go anywhere with you. He paid the tab, and we headed to his car. We talked about things and got to know each other. He pulled into a place along some woods and asked if we could go for a short walk to enjoy the night air. I said that sounds wonderful. He opened my car door and held my hand as I got out of the car. We walked about 500 feet down a path and there was an over look to the city below. It was so pretty. I looked up and the stars were shining bright in the sky. Just the most romantic perfect night in the world. He put his arms around me, and pulled me tight to him. I did not resist as I let my body go limp to settle into his arms. He turned me around and pulled me to him again, this time wanting to kiss more. I was melting again. He held me in his arms for quite some time as we talked and kissed. I was noticing I had to pee again, and it was getting quite bad. But I did not want to leave his arms. I held it and kept kissing him and enjoying the view. Soon my bladder decided it did not care how cute this guy was, It was too full and starting to hurt. I started to put my legs together to try to relieve some of the pressure, but that did not work. Soon I found the pressure getting to be more than I could bare without moving and I started to fidget a little. What was I going to do. I don’t want to tell this guy I have to pee, and I don’t want to loose this mood we have. I held on hard and kept trying to ignore it. Soon I felt a spirt shoot into my panties and knew if I did not hold myself soon I would be in trouble. But I could not just hold myself. I pulled away from him and walked to the railing to look over. I looked back and smiled at him as I tried to figure out what to do. I had my legs pretty tight together so I could hold it…...and he walked up behind me, straddle my feet with his one foot on each side of me, Pulled me back against him by putting his hands on my lower belly and pulling tight. That pressure on my bladder was the end. As he pulled me back and started kissing me, there was a full on stream of pee running down both legs to the ground. Because my legs were together there was no splashing or sound he could hear. At this point I gave up the fight, relaxed and kissed him as I continued to pee my pants. I was hoping the skirt would not get wet and puddle would not be seen as it was dark out. I finished peeing, and then actually pushed a little with my muscles to make sure I totally emptied my bladder into my panties and down my legs. I then turned and led him to the other side of the overlook so that he would not see my pee puddle. I collapsed back into his arms totally relaxed now. Soon I felt his hand slide down my belly and toward my crotch. God I wanted him to go there so bad but now I had just peed my pants. I reached for his hand to stop him but it was too late. Next thing I know, I felt him rubbing my pussy with his hand and it felt so good. Then I thought shit, He is going to know now I peed my pants and probably make me walk home myself. Instead he said, wow baby. I really like it when your wet like this! I was shocked….I said really? He said yes…..He pulled my dress up and began to play with my pee soaked panties and my body sending shivers and chills through me. I was so turned on he made me cum in my panties with his fingers right there in his arms. I then returned the favor to him. We headed back to the car and he said wait. He got in the trunk and pulled out a beach towel and laid it folded up thickly over a plastic trash bag on the seat for me to sit on. He said just incase you have to pee again! He kissed me on the lips and helped me into the car. I pulled my dress up in the back so as not to sit on it. I was amazed at how he handled this. As we drove back to town I thanked him for not being a jerk about me peeing my pants. He said I like girls that pee…….he said, You will probably hate me for saying this, but not only did I get really turned on when I held you against me and felt your pee hitting my pant leg and making me all wet, but I also love a woman who wears diapers. I am into that kind of stuff. Not children mind you….only adults. I said do you wear diapers? He said sometimes I do yes….I said are you a DL? He looked at me with a shocked look in his eyes and said yes I am. I admitted to him that I wear quite often myself and that is why I could not hold my bladder tonight. I am too used to wearing diapers. He said, well then…..I guess if we are going to be dating, I would like to ask my girlfriend to wear diapers 24/7 so she does not have any more embarrassing accidents. I said your girlfriend? He looked at me and said…..if you don’t mind me being your boyfriend? I said but it is the boyfriends job to change the wet girl when she needs it! He smiled and said challenge accepted. As we drove home I did end up having to pee again and I just peed in my pants on the towel he put on the seat for me. He dropped me off, Kissing me and playing with my pee soaked pussy driving me up the wall. I put my hand down his pants and noticed he had also peed his pants sometime either in the car driving or once he got out to get me. I told him his girlfriend demands that he wears diapers 24/7 also. I kissed him, and walked into my house. We have been married for 3 years now, and both of us have been in diapers 24/7 ever since that date night. Honestly now..I don’t think I could stay dry in panties now if I wanted to. I don’t even know sometimes when I am peeing. It just comes out, and I don’t mind at all. I have the perfect husband and we have a beautiful 4 year old daughter who will be in diapers the until she moves out too.
  7. Hi, I am completely new to this and have been very shy about my diaper and wetting fetish for a long time. I am a 38 year old male who enjoys wetting (both myself and others) I would like to meet someone of similar interests to explore further. Even just a chat and a coffee. I'm in Bristol most of the time though I do travel a lot.
  8. Drownedinp

    The Pee Fairy

    Enuresis was struggling she couldn't believe these two mortals had captured her so easy. One had her by her yellow gossamer wings. She could not be seen by mortals because they didn't know for sure if Fairies existed and she didn't want to be the one to remove all doubt. She fluttered her wings but just couldn't free herself but she was in a great position and when she kicked out she got #2 in the place where mortal men hate to get kicked. She was able to get around enough to bite #1 mortal in the thumb. She heard you bitch and was smashed against the wall, that was the last she remembered for a while. When she came to #1&2 were both passed out, both had been drunk when they caught her, that was why she was so surprised when they had actually caught her. She checked her wing and one was good the other was bent at an awkward angle. She had heard of it but didn't believe it until now, that was when Fairies and mortal meet the Fairy looses control of their bladders she was wet, her gown was wet she waved her wand and both mortals lost control of their bladders. She knew she couldn't fly to the kingdom, but how far could it be? She began walking and she noticed that the sun was getting low in the East. Night was over she found a place to sleep in an old hollow log. When the sun was getting low in the West she crawled out of the log. Her body didn't hurt as bad as earlier her wing was still out of commission, and she was wetter than she was last time, hopeful that goes away soon she thought. About 3 hours later she arrived at the Kingdom and when the other fairies saw her condition she was rushed t the Royal Fairy Hospital. when she awoke again her wing was straight but had a cast on it. She looked between her legs and she had wet diaper on. The Doctor said I'm Doctor Fairyhealer your in somewhat bad shape. What kind of mortal contact did you have? They almost captured me, but I fought them off, they were drunks. She said trying to minimize the contact.
  9. Princess Ophelia

    Witch's Baby

    One day a curious teenager wanders into the woods and fonds a curious cabin. The cabin belongs to a witch! The witch (or wizard!!) a little older than the teen ager. The witch invites the teen in hopes of slowly getting the teenager diaper dependant and like an infant!
  10. Blazey

    Bed Wetters General

    I know a lot of people out there who were prone to bedwetting at a young age even into their teens, I was among them. There was something about diapers, I enjoyed them but I didn't like the sticky and
  11. FretaBWet

    Wet In My Sleep

    I wear a diaper to bed most nights, not because I have to but because it's comforting
  12. Gejoe

    Opps, I forgot my night diaper

    From the album: wet night

    Another wet bed, oh my.
  13. kennethm

    Two months in diapers

    Two months ago, I had an accident while out in public.
  14. This morning, what I wore to bed was maybe maxed out and leaked a bit on the bed. Back in grade school, I would of flooded the bed b/c of no protection (emotionally and functional) Well the mattress had it's protection. But That's an old story... It wasn't that bad. Just one of those mornings I had to get up, not wake up. Took care of it, and back in dry pants. Happy in a Nappy. Gawd, what a difference having some control over your own life can mean..
  15. For the longest time I've used goodnights, but they lack any protection in the back. This is a problem because recently I've had issues with pooling and leaking. So I've been wanting to try fitted briefs. I'm having trouble finding out what's really good since every supplier says that there product is "the highest quality for iccontinece." I know the general rules like briefs are better than pull-ups, as general rule depends suck, and form can decide if it will leak or not. I think the best ones I can get my hands on locally are tenna or attends, but I don't know much beyond that. Any help?
  16. Gejoe

    Our bed

    From the album: Bed wetting

    Can you guess which side of the bed is mine?
  17. BambinoBoyDL

    I Finally Joined! (First Post)

    Hello everybody! I've been reading the forums for the past few days and really been enjoying myself so I finally decided to join in on the real fun. Just wanted to introduce myself and meet some members. I'm a 24yr old DL in TX. I was a bed wetter growing up and as a youngster my parents put me back in diapers to protect my mattress. I absolutely loved them and I would keep them on as long as possible the next morning until my parents pulled the plug. I started buying them on my own many years later in my mid teens and been wearing on and off since then. Now for the first time in my life I live alone and I would really be enjoying myself being diapered all the time without hiding them but I couldn't find any worthwhile diapers in town! Tomorrow I get my case of Classico Bambino diapers and I plan on being diapered for the majority of the time. Lol, I keep catching myself checking the tracking number to see where the heck my diapers are. I'm looking forward to joining in everybody's discussions and making some online friends with similar interests in the process. Thanks, BambinoBoyDL