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  1. "You can't be serious, I can't work with him!" I yelled at my teacher. "Look, Eric, I know it sucks but what do you want from me?" the teacher asked. "You both were absent yesterday when the class picked partners." "But I was sick!" I yelled at him "that dumbass probably just skipped school again. Why should my grade be hurt because of that!" "Mr.Ward, I would appreciate it if you didn't use that type of language around me." my teacher told me. "And I'm sorry, but I can't make any exceptions. Now you can either discuss what you have to do with Mr.Allen or your grade will suffer." I'm just beyond pissed as I leave the school. Why did this fucking have to happen to me! My name is Eric Ward. I'm 16 and currently about to be sent to military school. Why? Well like a dumbass I decided to fuck around my last few years of school and barely passing any of my classes. Because of that, my dad thought it might be best to send me to military school. But my dad wanted to be fair with me. I could either get my grade up and pass this year with all B's to make up for my previous bad grades, or go to military school. And wouldn't you fucking guess, my teacher decides to have a class project worth 1/4th of our grade and we have to do it with a partner. My partner, as funny as it may sound, if a fucking wannabe punk! The stereotypical bad boy punk. The type of guy you find hanging around other dumbass's with nothing going on in their lives who spend most of their time hanging out and smoking or getting drunk. With nothing left to do, I figured it I might as well go find him and tell him what's going on. I know for a fact that he's somewhere at the school because I saw him around lunch however he still didn't go to any of his classes. As typical as it might sound I found him behind the school's gym smoking with his friends. "Hey, Steve!" I yell to my partner a few feet away from him and his friends. They all turn to look at me. I could see Steve in the middle of them. His hair was all messed up, and his clothes looked like they were worn for at least the last 3 days. But instead of Steve coming over to talk to me, two of his friends did. "What do you want?" one of them asked me. "I just want to talk to Steve. It's about our class project." I told them. The two of them just laughed. "Just beat it, he doesn't want to deal with any of that stupid shit." the same guy told me. "Ya, when has school ever actually helped someone." the other guy said as they started to turn around and head back to there group. "Hey wait I need…" I tried to say until one of the guys punched me in the chest hard! "We said beat it or well kick your fucking ass." the guy told me. My chest hurt and I had no doubt that all together I would definitely get my ass kicked. I take one last look at Steve before I walk away. I tried to rub the pain away from my chest as I heard the thugs just laughing at me. But I wasn't going to give up that easily. No, if I wanted to avoid military school then I needed to talk to Steve alone. So I for the rest of the day I followed Steve and his friends everywhere. The first thing they did was go to the closest gas station and somehow got themselves a pack of cigarettes. Next they went around all over town meeting with random strangers, getting certain things, and finally stopped at someone's house. I had to keep myself well hidden for nearly 2 hours before I finally saw Steve stumble out of the house carrying 2 cans beer. "See you guys tomorrow!" he yelled to his friends as he stumbled his way down the sketchy street. I slowly followed him, trying to stay a little ways back. I jump and hide as I see Steve turn around, but when I look back I saw him leaning on a wall and sticking his hand into his mouth. Why? I then saw Steve begin to puke all over the ground! It was so disgusting I nearly puked. Once he was done he stood back up and started to walk like normal down the street. As I followed him I watched as Steve stopped one more time to hand over the 2 cans of beer he had to some homeless guy before walking away. Why the heck would he do that? I wondered. Finally, we reach the edge of the sketchy part of town and Steve walked over to a door. He pulled out a key and unlocked the door before he went inside. This must be his house. I took a good look at it and saw that it was a crappy small house. Probably only 2 rooms, if that. That's when I see a girl leave the house and Steve handing her some money. "Thanks again, see you tomorrow," she told him before she left and Steve closed the door. For a moment I was nervous as hell about walking up to the door to talk. But just the thought of military school calmed me down enough to finally knock. I waited for a little while and knocked again. Finally, the door opened a crack and Steve looked out. "Hu? What are you doing here?" Steve answered as he opened the door a little wider. At least he remembers me. "My name is Eric, we take English together." I told him. "Ok and?" Steve said. "What do you want?" "Our teacher gave us an assignment yesterday, but because I was sick and didn't come to school our teacher paired us up together," I told him. "I don't give a shit," Steve said as he shut the door in my face. That piece of shit. I knocked on the door again. And again. And finally slamming my fist on the door before Steve answered again. "WHAT!" he yelled at me. "Look, you might not care about that class but I do. This assignment is worth ¼ of our grade and I need to pass it." I told him. "I just said I don't give a shit," Steve told me as he tried to shut the door again but I blocked it with my foot. "Move your foot!" "Look, if I don't pass this class then I'm going to be sent to military school. So I don't care how long it takes I will keep coming back and annoying the hell out of you until you help." I told him. Steve just glared at me. It was at this moment I realized what I just did, I just threatened a thug how could possibly stab me at any moment. Steve finally opened the door and grabbed me by my shirt before he threw me inside his house. "Wow wow wow!" I yelled as I turned around and watched as Steve shut and locked his door before walking over to me and grabbing my shirt. "I'm going to make this clear, I don't want you coming here," he said as he pinned my body against his wall. "I don't give a shit if you have to go to military school or not. But if I see you hanging around here again I will personally…" "Steve?" a small voice asked. Both of our heads turned and I saw a little 4-year-old in pull ups rubbing her eyes as she looked at us. "Wat you doing?" the little girl asked. "N-nothing Daisy. We're just playing a little." Steve said as he let go of me and went over to the little girl. "It's bedtime now, we promise to keep it down." "O ta," Daisy said as she walked away. She was about to enter her room when she looked back at Steve. "Steve?" "Yes?" He asked. "When is mommy coming home?" the little girl asked. "Soon sweety, now go to bed while the big boys talk," Steve told the little girl who smiled at him and went into her room. "Little sister?" I asked. Suddenly Sive grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me in close. "Don't you fucking say a word!" Sive said in a harsh whisper.
  2. SCHOOL IS OVER HERE COMES SUMMER with danny

    Danny is 16 years old and the summer break starts today and has been told my his mom Mariah that he has to babysit some kids that are between the age of 3-4 and all of them wear diapers after several weeks danny wants to try them on so he takes 5 out of the bag and brings them home to wearr one of there diapers so he takes a couple and brings them home to wear them
  3. having a small Bladder private with Danny

    Jeremy is a 10 year old who is at school and pees himself after the teacher won't let him go to the bathroom and the school call his Megan and says Jeremy needs to be picked up. later on it happens for the the rest of the week and because of this Megan brings Jeremy to the doctor and they say that Jeremy have a small bladder and that he need diapers because he will lose control of his bladder overtime. bring me to the doctor and they say i have a small bladder and that i need diapers year old who is at school and pees himself after the teacher won't let me go to the bathroom and they call you and say i need to be picked up later on it happens for the the rest of the week and so you bring me to the doctor and they say i have a small bladder and that i need diapers
  4. Diapers at school

    Has anyone ever worn a diaper to school when they was in school, if so what kind and did you get cought? Yes I were attends and I never got cought or never could wet my diaper in class either.
  5. Teacher's Baby at Summer Camp

    Abigail Adams stood in the highschool parking lot, she stood next to her teacher holding her hand. Her 7th grade advisory class were going on a camping trip for the summer, and she begged her parents not to sign the slip but they did and dropped her off at 7 am. She was the first one there, her teacher gave her a Gerber's puree pouchie to have to eat, fearing she didn't have enough for breakfast. This was a reason she didn't want to go on the trip in the first place because she didn't want to have to be babied by her teacher all summer. It was humiliating the way she was treated like a toddler unlike the other kids. But here Abby was holding her teacher's hand drinking the baby pouchie waiting for the rest of the students to arrive. Only have arrived and a few acknowledged her. And once all the students arrived, Abby had a feeling this was going to be a long summer.
  6. From D- to Diapers (private qith Tain)

    Rosie cringes as she receives her grades back. All the circles in red ink and underlines all trace around her paper with a big "SEE ME" at the top of her page. She thought college was going to be hard, but not this hard. Sighing she fights the urge to crumple the paper and instead tightly grips it and heads to her professor.
  7. Bully gets Caught (Harper.Cutsies)

    Forest sits in the changing room alone. He's always here thus early in the mornings, forest picks the locks and then sneaks in making sure the door is locked behind him before he sneaks out. Their school is old so there's no security cameras either, forest knows this is the best place for him. Today though he forgot the door and it is remained unlocked. Forest is the school bully. Not really big in size, but his awful personality causes everyone to fear him even the teachers! Though he has a secret and if anyone found out it'd end his scary career for ever. Forest doesn't think he's all that bad, he looks decent, greyish eyes and shaggy long blond hair. He is quite small, and could even pass as and girl of he wasn't so horrorfying and wore manly clothing. He unzips his bag and pulls out the killer of his sacriness, a pink pastel diaper. He always wears one everyday and being this early in the morning he can wear it without getting caught putting it on! He'd get caught doing this at his orphanage. He wiggles out of his pants and packs them with his briefs, he lays himself down and starts to tape the diaper up; but suddenly he hears footsteps
  8. Popular to Pacifiers

    Violet, the most popular girl in school is pretty, smart, and talented all around. She's the picture of perfect! Most everyone adores her, and who could not? She was popular, but still kind and her adorable little face is impossible to hate. The only problem is that she has a little secret. Sometimes she still wets her pants. If anyone found out, then she would be dead! Everyone would laugh and really tease her. She sighs a little before classes start. She's hiding in the gym change rooms thinking she will be the only one in this early in the morning. Her pants are wet, and just as she takes her pants off to inspect her panties, some one walks in. (Open! Someone please continue! :^) )
  9. diapers

    * it is the first day of school and when i was in class i felt i needed to go to the bath room but was not able to so i tried to hold it but i couldn't. i had just peed and pooped in my pants and go to the office *(my name is going to be jeremy) Can i see the nurse please?
  10. Megan's Sadistic Mother

    Thirteen year old Megan with dark honey brown hair and green eyes walked wearily towards the front porch of her pink and white trimmed house, her freckled face staring down at the ground with shiny eyes, and her faded jean skirt was just soaked around the bottom. Her white socks had some pee stains on them as well. The front door made far too much noise as she pushed it gingerly open trying to be quiet as she entered the hall space that separated the living room from dining room and a set of stairs went up towards the bedrooms. Megan couldn't believe this had happened to her in junior high school. At no time in her elementary school years, had she ever had to deal with the humiliation of wetting her pants in front of the whole class even though she did sometimes wet her pants on the way home from school in the fourth grade, just about a block before her house sometimes. Still, no one had ever seen it happen! Last year, she had started junior high school and even then, with the new rules and such, she still had never experience the shame of wet pants that whole year, and now, here it was, just about a month into school, on September the thirteenth, and her first ever public accident haunted her whole day. The first time she had to use the bathroom, she was in PE class, and while it seemed natural that most would just use the bathroom while dressing back into their daily clothes from their PE clothes, Megan had not dared to do so because she knew that Science was on the far end of the school and up the stairs on the third floor of the huge school. She was scared of being late for any class because while one tardy wouldn't hurt you badly in your grades, two would make the teachers upset at you and tempted to punish you, and three would definitely lower your grade by ten points for the whole semester! So it was, that Megan simply quickly dressed into her regular pink top with Hi there spelled out in white across the chest and stomach of it, and she put on her fading jean skirt to cover her lavender panties and she raced off towards science. Five minutes wasn't a lot of time to get from class to class when they were spaced on the other sides of the building from one another. She was caught running, and Mr. Hayes, the strictest teacher in the school forced her to walk back where he caught her from and to walk three times in front of him before he let her go, which meant, that just as she entered the Science room, the bell rang. She was lucky that Mrs. Carnz was not one of those teachers that counted you tardy if you were not yet in your seat with your things on your desk ready to go. However, her day had gone down hill from that point on. Megan hoped her mom wouldn't catch her trying to sneak up the stairs away from seeing her in her wet skirt and panties.
  11. It was a Friday morning. A group of students from the local middle school and highschool, were going to be camping for two weeks. Some are going on this trip to make up a trade, others are going to get out of class, and some are just going to learn etc. They Will be staying at a camp site 5 hours away from there local high school, Endeavor high. Which is where they will be meeting at. .... Heidi is 12 year old 7th grader at Franklin Middle School. She woke up early that Friday. The young girl was excited to go on this trip with her friends. She left foot the highschool with the things she needed. No one knows that this trip is going to change whether she stays dry or not. .... Christina, however, woke up not very enthusiastic to go on this trip. Most of the kids that were going probably aren't going for the reason she's going. She's failing social studies. And she was told if she didn't go on this trip she will not be moving on to the highschool level next year. So really, Christina had no choice. She needed to move onto the ninth grade. That night before she packed for the long 2 weeks ahead of her. And that morning she left for the trip that would determine her social studies grade for the semester. .... Stephanie enjoyed getting out of school. No matter what is was, she'd jump at the opportunity. So when she heard about the camping trip she asked her parents to sign her up. Stephanie was excited to go. The only thing she had to do though during that trip was hide her pull ups and make sure she can changed with out getting caught with them. Stephanie left at 6 am that morning with her bags. She wasn't worried about getting caught. But will she be able to hide her nighttime accidents from the other campers for two weeks? Who knows... .... Anna is a ninth grade from Endeavor high. Her counselor managed to pull ties with the middle school so she could go on the trip. It would give the llatina teen to work on her communication skills in English better. So Anna said yes to the camping trip. Anna was ready and left Friday morning. She wasn't sure what all could change during this two week period away.
  12. School Safe Haven (open)

    Seth Lyrca, age 15 is sent to a boarding school by the state. He is an orphan with ADHD and dyslexia, the School has tutors that work one on one with students, his tutor eventually becomes his Mommy (If interested please reply.) Seth looked out the window of the car that was driving him to the boarding school, He was nervous and hoped he wouldn't be expelled like all those others. He hoped his tutor would be nice and maybe even sign the precious piece of paper he had brought with him from the orphanage, the legal document to make someone his guardian. After hours of driving through country woodland the car areived at the campus. He got out of the car with the social worker and saw a good looking and talla woman. "Hi my name is Seth."
  13. Wetting when getting spanked

    I attended school back when corporal punishment was still commonplace at school and at home. I once wet my pants while getting punished for fighting. I was worried I'd get it at home too but luckily that didn't happen. I wonder how many others had the experience of wetting at school and were punished for it.
  14. The Borading School

    James a 16yr old trouble always getting in fights stealing from his mom got kicked out of school so they send him to boarding school he hates here. Wakes and sees he has wet the bed aww man!
  15. Taylor

    My name is taylor elizabeth wilson i am the only child of mike and elizabeth wilson. I grew up with loving parents good freinds and very welthy but i just keep getting into trouble. To start off when i was upset with my mom i decided to take all of her makeup and draw on the walls when my mom asked if i had done this i said noooo. Right away she new i lied whitch just got me a spanking and put in my room till dinner.
  16. After the Party

    (NOTE: The names can be changed if you would like to.) Name: Ian Age: 21 Activities: Studying, Being alone, Parties rarely Personality: Shy, Gentleman, Childlike Looks: Skinny with blue eyes about 5"5' with brown hair and glasses with no facial hair Weight: 118lbs Ian is a shy College student that keeps to himself and parties every once in a long while. One of these parties he sees one of his classmate Katie, a senior at the college. She notices what he is shy and confronts him. Ian explains to her why he has them and the lifestyle that it comes with. He doesnt usually wear outside of his house. She is ok with it and promises not to tell anyone. One day Ian recieves a phone call from the Katie he met at the party. She offers him to stay over at her house for a while. Since Ian decides to accept her offer and packs up his things and starts to head over to her house. Knowing she is from a wealthy family and has enough money for 2 large houses for over a year. Though Katie has other plans in store for Ian since she wants to experience the lifestyle but force Ian to regress to a baby. She has set up a nursery for him and decided to suprise Ian about the living arrangements when he gets there. Little does Ian know his classmate is soon to be his Mommy.
  17. I've seen a lot of posts about college students specifically not being able to afford diapers. I found a way that all of us college going diaper lovers can get some essentially for free, so I thought we could all try and help each other out. It might actually work for some highschool people too, all you need is an email ending in ".edu". Amazon has a service called Amazon student, if you're in school and have a .edu email address you can sign up for free. It gives you Amazon Prime free for 6 months, which basically is just free 2-day shipping, which is kind of cool by itself. You can cancel it anytime, so if you don't want an account once you're done with this you can just close it. Here's the important part: you can refer other people to Amazon student by sending them a link and for every person you refer you get $10 credit to spend on Amazon. They have packs of a bunch of kinds of diapers for around $20, so if you can refer 2 other people you go to school with then that's a free pack of diapers. They ship discreetly, just a standard cardboard box with Amazon on it, so if you're in a dorm it won't be a problem. I've already invited a few of my friends to it and it works great. I live at home with my family, so I would rather be the first one to get to the package obviously and the 2-day shipping means I know exactly when it's coming too. I know it always sounds sketchy when somebody recommends you do something like this, since I get money out of it, but this is legit through amazon so you don't have to worry about anything. Here's my referral link if you want to try it out: http://www.amazon.com/gp/student/signup/info?ie=UTF8&refcust=3IB6OSVPDMBIURX4SV3SZF2D7Y&ref_type=generic
  18. I miss my school days

    Here's something I wrote a while back that isn't in my blog but it may be of interest to people here. For me it began with being given to the older girls at the age of 5 who'd old me by my arms and legs swinging me back and forth over the grass which with being physically in their hands, I learned to trust other girls to take care of me. In time they taught me to play games with them all of which helped me to settle down into school with the more formal lessons, learning what was required of me to learn about different subjects anew. For me it was a relatively carefree point in my life. We did a great many physical things such as playing rounders, gymnastics, climbing, swinging from ropes like I was a monkey girl but one of the most fun things we did was to sit outside and draw, feeling the wind blowing through did quite a bit of reading both class based and also individual, having to give short accounts by the time we'd gone to secondary school of what we'd read to the class that proved to be most useful in my public life as an adult. By the time of my secondary school it was even more fun because I went to a boarding school so the adventures that started in the day often continued to at least lights out in the evening which included pillow fights. I learned to hold my own and to care for others from those experiences because our school wasn't a place just to be little exam passers but also to help develop and shape our characters which was as well cos we had to leave for employment that was never quite the same. To conclude, when I say I miss my school girl days what I miss is in part the people and adventures that were apart of that time, the lessons I learnt and above all probably the structure of our lives so carefully created by those who had our real interests at heart. Does anyone else feel about their education in a similar way?
  19. Name: Katie Stephens Age: 14 Personality: Smart and Popular, Quite head strong, Grades straight Cs Height: 5' 5" Build: Not out of shape but not Athletic either Katie is a smart but popular 14 year old teen she has her own group of friends she hangs out with, she is a fun loving non self obsessed non cheerleader type. She always makes the higher grades getting all C grades as her parents push her to do well in school. It was a normal Monday morning for Katie she was woken up by her alarm at 7am, showered, dressed and fed by 7:20 and out the door by 7:30am to catch the bus to school. Once she was out the door she hoped on the bus showed the driver her pass and took a seat by the window near the back. Arriving at school at 8:30 she found her friends waiting outside there form room, the school day started at 8:45 with the first lesson at 9am. It was Monday so first period was English.
  20. Hi everyone! Im new and this is my first post on this board. I woke up early this morning and had to walk my roommate's dog. I got her ready and I put on some jogging pants over my abena l4. It was showing through the pants pretty bad as I was walking down the sidewalk. The diaper was large so it went over the jogging pants and my shirt barely covered it. As I walked it was showing and every time I bent over, it was in plain sight. It was such a rush walking outside in public with my diaper on. It made me wonder where other diaper lovers like to wear diapers. I will start first. I love wearing diapers when I sleep and around my apartment. I get a rush hiding it from my 2 roommates. I also like wearing, using and changing them in public. I wear them on long trips from my home in Maryland down to my family's house in Georgia. I am wearing a Super Dry Kids right now. Let me know where you like to wear diapers and let everyone know what diaper you are wearing while you comment.
  21. Once started this story and sent it out a few places. Going to change the name of some characters and reformat it to be less of an info dump and begin again. Will not let it die and expanded it dramatically from where I had it. Stretched out a lot of the 'info dump' and gave it less of a fantasy fill as best I could without removing the fantasy aspect, lol. Please leave me comments! Chapter 1 - "Honey, it's time to wake up." Came a voice in Kimberly's dream. She wasn't sure what it was, but there was a strentch in this long, dark, black room. She heard the voice again: "Get up, I have to change you before I go into work." She realized who it was this time. "Five more minutes..." She moaned, putting a pillow to her face and inhaling trying to make the smell go away. "No, it's time to get you changed, it will only take a few seconds. Besides, I don't want my big girl to get a rash on her first day in High School, now do I?" Kimberly sighed as she lifted the blanket off of her and woke from the partial dream. She looked around, the light was bright and her mom was standing in front of her dressed up for work, with an Abena diaper in her left hand and rash cream in the other. As she continued to scan her room, she noticed wipes next to her bedside table and plastic pants on top of them. Her mom began to expertly untape the diaper, lifting it into the air and folding it up. The smell didn't bother her, as she began to wipe her daughter's behind, Kim became less aware of her surroundings. She began to drift asleep as her mom lifted her legs as the final layer of plastic pants were applied. She remembered before completely falling asleep that her mom told her to be awake by 6:30, because school starts at 7:37 and that she wanted to make sure she was there on time. In her dream, she noticed one thing immediately: she was in a very messy diaper. She was surrounded by beds in each corner, one of which had a man in it. He was asleep and turned away from her, but she could tell he was a shaggy man, with very long hair and a smell aura that would fend off the most dangerous of creatures; but maybe that was her. As she continued to scan the area, she began noticing how small the room was, and that the only way in or out was through metal bars. She walked forward out of both curiosity and fear. Putting her hand forward, she reached for the shaggy man on the bed; and on touch, he turned around viciously. In one instant, she was surrounded with intimidation and fear. The man had dark black eyes, completely filling them like a expanded pupil. He had a full beard, one that went past his chest, and his breath was that of a man who probably never heard of a toothbrush. As she began filling the diaper in her dream yet again, the man said something in an ancient language, one unknown to her: "Du'ra ducta monare. Du'ra ducta monare." As he continued to speak in the same pattern, a loud "BANG" was heard, but she couldn't shake herself and figure out what it was. In the next few seconds, another "BANG" was heard, this time she realized what it was: her alarm clock. "Mura Poota Kimby, Mura Poota Kim." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Those were the last words that came from his mouth before she was awoken by another loud "BANG". Boy was she glad to be awake, but as she rose she smelt the exact thing she did in her dream, and something in between her legs squished as she sat up: herself. She looked at the clock: "Damn, it's 9:29." She thought, jumping out of bed. She might of not had time to change her diaper and wash up, but she could at least make the smell be neutralized for the next five hours, or so she hoped. As she poured purfume all over herself, she also through some baby powder down her smelly diaper and also another plastic pant around them. She knew that her diaper would be too thick for jeans, and she didn't have any long skirts around the house, but she had one that would at least cover the diaper and leave her room to walk to school. "Oh, walking.." she thought, that would be a challenge. She put on a very cute tweety bird shirt, and brought her purse with a Abena Diaper and wipes along with her: at least she could get a change at school. Late on her first day back at a public school ever since her car accident two years ago. On the way walking the 4 miles to school, she got many stares and honks as she neared the campus, and she couldn't help but think that her diaper was definantly going to be showing at school. The minute she got onto campus, security came up to her. "Excuse me, can I help you?" The security guard asked. "I believe you can, I'm a new student here at Juan Seguin High and I'm running late. What should I do?" "Well follow me, first we need to get you your ID so you're an official student at the school: we'll do that by heading up to the library.." He paused and sniffed, "Is there something wrong?" "Not at all, please, keep going." "Okay, as i was saying, after that we'll get you down to your assistant principals office which, wait, what's your last name?" "Moore," she said, "Kimberly Moore." "Okay Kim, your counselor is Mr.Devans , please, follow me." She already knew this day would be hell, and if they keep her this busy she might not be able to get to the restroom to change her diaper. Then she thought about the privacy at where she was...How would she change a diaper this dirty in a public restroom? She knew she was in trouble. As the security guard walked her down to the library, they came to an elevator. She didn't think there was an elevator, as the school isn't that big. "Uh, can we please use the stairs?" She asked, afraid the smell of her diaper could be too much for the unsuspecting man. "Don't worry! I let all new students use the elevator for the first day they're here." She gulped and bit her lip hard as she entered onto the platform and the door shut behind her. Luckily the man's nose was stuffed up, as he even sneezed a few times and sniffed, to no apparent notice of the emulating smell coming from the thing under her skirt. The door opened and she rushed off of the elevator, just to run into the janitor, trip, and fall down the green circle patterned flight of stairs right across from the elevator door. Luckily, she landed on her butt, damaging nothing physical except for her pride, and the preperation she made for the smell of her diaper: Now she knew she was in for it. The security guard rushed to help her up, and as he bent over, he noticed the smell. "Ha, i guess the janitor isn't doing a very good with the bathroom downstairs." The janitor remarked, she fake smiled at him and sat up lifting off from her butt. If it was smell free then, it most definitely isn't now. Her face was red, which matched her red hair almost perfectly. They walked a few doors down to the Library, and spoke with Mrs.Gorman, the leading librarian. She began to set everything up, and asked her to sit down on this 2' tall stool, which looked rather small. Yet again, Kim gulped and prepared herself for the worst. The security guard beside her backed up, as he was sure his nose was acting up again because of the smell traveling to him. Kimberly looked as if she would cry as the picture was about to be taken, and Mrs.Gorman snapped the photo. "This is an interesting picture..." Said Mrs.Gorman, as it printed out on off her computer. She handed it to Kim, and she was surprised! Even though she was on the verge of tears, she looked beautiful. She was 4'11" with long, red hair and the best looking brown eyes you could ever see. However, when she looked down she saw what she was afraid of: The dark brown spot covered by a yellow plastic pant showing to the camera. This scared her, but as far as she could tell, Mrs.Gorman didn't notice. She walked out and told the Security Guard she could handle herself from here, but he insisted to escort her. As they were walking, wet farts could be heard coming from her behind. Each step she took, another wet fart took place, until all of the sudden she stopped dead in her tracks and began completely pooping herself, yet again. Three movements in less than six hours was fortunately uncommon for her, but the stress she assumed, was only making her incontinence worse. The security guard heard her farting and filling herself at the stop, but he didn't realize what it was. He just assumed her stomache was acting up, so he asked her to walk with him. How embracing, walking and filling her diaper arms length with her new school's security guard. He dropped her into Mr.Devan's office, and completely left her alone. As she walked to the secretaries desk, the three students sitting in a chair a few feet away from her began to sniff the smell, and acted like they were throwing up. She turned beet red, and tried to play it cool. "Hi, i'm new here and I was wondering what I should do to get into class now that I'm late." The secretary couldn't help but chuckle, "Arhem, yes, just show me your ID and i'll send you on your way with a student escort." "Oh, that won't be necessary, I can find my way around easy enough." She said, handing her ID forward. "Sorry miss...Kimberly, but it's standard procedure, i'll have Sara here go with you." She handed Kimberly her tardy pass and sent her off with Sara, who didn't look too excited to be there. As they exited the room, sara began to ask questions. "Okay, so what is that smell?" Sara asked, getting straight to the point. "What smell?" "The one coming from your ass, don't play stupid with me. Did you shit yourself?" Sara practically yelled in the middle of the empty hallway. "What? No! I didn't get a chance to take a shower I just woke up nearly thirty minutes ago and ran up here." Kim responded. Sara scoffed and walked off, leaving Kim to herself in the empty hallway unsure of where to go from here. She almost wanted to follow her but knew better with the way she was giving her attitude. She began walking around the hallways looking for signs of a handicap bathroom, she assumed there would have to be one somewhere. Sure enough after about five minutes of running around she found one but was unable to open the door, finding it locked. "Helloo --- Is anyone in there?" She asked, knocking on the door. No one responded, but she heard ruffling and what sounded like her very own diaper tapes being removed on the inside. Curiosity got the better of her and she walked off to the side of the hallway to wait and peek at whomever was in the room. For two minutes the only sounds she could hear was that of a nearby classroom laughing at something inside and shortly after she heard herself peeing her diaper. As she heard the sound that was unmistakably that action, she looked and saw that her plastic pants were doing their job as they began to fill up with urine. All of the mess would have had to push it out. She was nearly at tears now and just as if on queue the person in the bathroom walked out. It was Sara. Kimberly stayed quiet and as Sara walked to the other side of the hallway, Kim came across the corner and tip-toed into the bathroom trying to avoid leaking any pee into her shoes from the plastic pants. She got into the bathroom and locked the door, being hit by an unmistakable smell of a dirty diaper, but it was not hers. It was sitting in the over-sized trash can in the corner of the room along with a few other adult diapers and paper towels. Kim smiled to herself as she realized the reason Sara ran off was because she thought it was her own mess that she could smell, and apparently it was as well as her own but she was more than likely none the wiser. She slightly arched her back to remove her shoes as she did not want to criss cross her feet and risk spilling anything from the diaper and pant combination. She successfully removed her socks and shoes and placed them in the corner away from her. She tip toed across the room and stood right above the toilet and dropped her plastic pants. Most of the urine that was in it landed in the toilet, some falling to the other sides of the toilet but a much easier clean up than it could have been. From there she practiced for the first time in a long time to remove her diaper and change herself. She hardly ever did it as her mom did most of her changes for her after spending the majority of the last two years at home nursing her body back to good health. As she had the both the pairs of pants off and the toilet clean she laid on the cold tiled ground in the bathroom and began to remove the tapes to her drowned diaper. As she began attacking the mess with her wipes she remembered to that night when she had the tragic car accident.. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Her dad was driving the family's Ranchero, a car they hardly took out but he insisted that they "go out in style" that night to the movies. It was the typical family night and it being Kim's turn to pick the activity she wanted to go see Step Up 2. On the way there, they seemed to hit pretty much every green light humanly possible and were making good time for the 7:05 showtime. As they got closer to the highway, Kim remembers tensing up. She was always scared of the on-ramp as there was always tons of traffic moving and it was always of concern to her. She relaxed as her dad was able to make the merge and was only a few exits away from the location. She remembered sighing as they were exiting the ramp with the theater directly in front of them when a big truck rear ended them and pushed them into the right-away ramp and they were swiped on by another vehicle. Her dads side took the entire blow, while her mother and herself were on the other side of the car. The entire vehicle shook and she blacked out. The last thing she remembered was getting the news that her dad did not make it from her mother who looked to be in perfect health outside of a few minor scratches and a cast. Being in a hospital bed looked down on by her mother was something she wouldn't be able to get off her find for a few months, especially with all of the pysical therapy she was going through trying to improve her leg strength. The doctors told her she suffered a minor lower spinal injury that would result in temporary loss of urinary and bowel control as well as little to no control over her legs. But with proper training, she would have control back. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She snapped back into reality as she heard a loud bell ring over the speaker. The second class of the day was getting out and she was still covered in filth. She sped up her cleaning process and after about a solid twenty wipes she felt she might have been clean enough. She folded up her diaper and threw it in the trashcan, then laid back down on her second diaper. It was then that she noticed that she forgot to bring the powder that she had poured into her plastic pants to help the smell from coming out as she was rushing out of the house. She cursed herself for forgetting and knew she would not smell very good throughout the rest of the day, but at least she was somewhat fresher. She stood back up, laid her skirt back down and then assessed the damage. She knew the plastic pants would do more harm then foul at this point and decided to throw them away. They were smelly and soaked and she had a ton at home. She pulled down several paper towels from the rack and placed them over the messy diaper and plastic pants as an attempt to cover up her shame and put her shoes and socks back on. There was a lot of foot traffic outside and did not plan on braving the chance that some students would get curious and walk in after she left. She waited until the sound of the third bell sounded, announcing the start of the third class. She stepped outside, and went back down to the office. "Hi, kimberly was it? What brings you back down, shouldn't you be in class?" she asked. "Yes, but Sara wasn't able to show me around I think she had to use the restroom, and I never recieved my schedule so I'm not sure about where I need to go." Kim responded, looking puzzled. "Give me one second, let me pull it up for you." the receptionist said, putting her fingers to work and creating an audible sigh of frustration. "You are off to class 205b, chemistry with Coach Bazzle." "Thanks! I appreciate your help. Can I have a pass for class?" Kimberly asked, and immediately recieved a pass and headed on her way. The rest of the day went relatively calm as compared to the excitement she faced at the beginning of the day. The two classes were mainly introductions to the class and pretests to see what the students already knew. Being home-schooled for the last two years, Kimberly knew a lot more information than a lot of the other kids because that was all she really could do for awhile was just read and retain information. A good perk in a bad situation, she thought. Her mind would drift off to Sara towards the end of the day and knew with an attitude like hers it might be a better idea to stay away from her. She just had to know, though, the reason behind her problems as well and imagined that it would start a really good friendship, or so she would hope. With that thought, the final bell rang and she walked out to the front of the school where her mother was there waiting for her in the car with a warm smile.
  22. Hey all. I know that for some of us going to school is a financial strain. It is made even harder when you've gone through cancer and won and are left with medical bills. Whats even more amazing is when someone goes back to school to help others with their psycological and emotional needs. Quite frankly Kat or diaper kitten as some of you may know her is a cancer surviver and is trying to study abroad. I thought as a community we could help her out in any way we can. I believe this is a noble venture and I wish Kat all the best. Just passing the message a long http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r1EwltcBXN8&feature=related So help if you can and try to offer some emotional support as well since School and Work are no small thing to juggle in life.