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[diapercapo]

Potty emergency in his diapers

The one one page seventeen is working for me was wondering if there was another option please help

[jkeat24]

Looking for a story where a girl pretends to be a baby for her YouTube channel or something like that. The woman she’s fooling gets a phone call while breastfeeding the girl and is told about the trick. She then spanks and diapers the girl for real. Any help? Please and thank you. 

[diddldum]

Dear diapercapo,

on page 17 (in 'Search for a story') I first published chapter 1 of "A Potty Emergency...", a short time later

on the same page 17 a version with 4 chapters. Perhaps a few members did not see that. Therefore

I now attach once more the last version to this notice so that nobody feels him- or herself neglected.

I wish you all a nice weekend!

                                                        Sincerely yours

                                                             Diddldum

A Potty Emergency In His Diapers 01-04 - by Guest_cloudroll.rtf

[willnotwill]

OK, here's an odd request.    Several years ago I posted a story here called "A Strange Course" about a college student who inadvertently signs up for a lab class on "Creative Incontinence."    It got lost here in a system crash.    When I went back to look at my personal archive the other day, I find mine had been truncated after the first chapter or so.     Did anybody download a copy?

 

 

[BabyLock]

55 minutes ago, willnotwill said:

OK, here's an odd request.    Several years ago I posted a story here called "A Strange Course" about a college student who inadvertently signs up for a lab class on "Creative Incontinence."    It got lost here in a system crash.    When I went back to look at my personal archive the other day, I find mine had been truncated after the first chapter or so.     Did anybody download a copy?

 

 

This is what I have - - - 

I started to read the story and make the sentence and text fit the standard width of my laptop

I did not come back toward the end to finish the story and editing 

I hate that when the sentence and text keeps running ad infinitum off the page for several loops.

In a typing class you had to remember after 80 characters to carriage return - you could not type

any more beyond that point .

 

The Story last read 1/6/2016:

 

A STRANGE COURSE

Here it was the middle of my junior year at the university and I am picking out classes for the next semester.
My schedule is shaping up to be a real ball buster and I think I need some easy classes to pad it out.
I am looking at the little tally I have of classes towards my graduation requirements.
I need some courses in the social sciences to meet the distribution requirements.
I had already taken a couple of Intro courses and did a semester of psych research which wasn't much more than easy computer programming.
I scanned the psychology course offerings to see if there was anything that looked interesting and easy.

Near the end of the listing I came across one advanced class,  "Practical IC Lab".
There wasn't any description, but it sounded like an electronics course.
Seeing how I was majoring in Electrical Engineering, I figured there wasn't any IC lab
that was going to be difficult for me.
I added it to my registration slip.

We get back from the Christmas break and I get my official schedule.
Yes, I have all the courses I asked for.
I go over to the school bookstore and start pulling the books I need for the class.
No books for the IC lab, that is a relief.

The next day classes start.
I grind through my morning classes and then make my way towards to the psych building.
I run into a friend.
"Where you off to?" she asked?
Psych.
Taking an electronics lab course there.
Should be easy,  I replied.
"Who is the professor?"
I glance down at my schedule, "Monk",  I stated.
"That is odd," she said.
"He is the human sexuality guy."

I find the room and enter to find perhaps a dozen other students there.
The room is full of padded low tables.
It sort of looks like the physical therapy place I did when I tore my knee playing basketball in high school.
I follow the others lead and find an unoccupied section of one of the tables and sit down.

As the minute hand hits the top of the hour a man walks in the room.
He is kind of what I had expected.
Small man, bald, could be anywhere from forty to four hundred years old.

"I am Dr. Monk, for those of you who don't know me" he says looking around the room.
"Some of you have been in my lectures and some have taken my other labs, but I see a few new faces."
 "Welcome."
Whether you are here to learn about this for clinical practice or you have, lets say,
personal interest in the subject, I am sure you will find this class interesting.

He handed a stack of papers to the closest student,
who took the top packet and passed the stack to the next student.
"The packet you are getting has the course syllabus on the top, which we are not going to go over.
The subsequent pages have some of the information I will present today and the information on how
to obtain the lab materials.
We will be actively working in the lab starting with next weeks class.

The stack came to me and I grabbed my copy and sent it along.
I looked at the top of the syllabus.
"Practical Incontinence Lab" it read.
This was not a circuits class.
The subtitle read  "An exploration of bodily functions in human sexuality"
What on earth was this?
I glanced through the syllabus.
Surely it can't mean - terms in the syllabus leaped out at me:
urination, defecation, penis, rectum, diapers, catheter, enema.
Holy crap I thought.
What had I gotten into?
    
2
The lecture began about the forms of incontinence:
urinary and fecal, stress, urge, functional, overflow.
Is this all going to be on the exam?
Then there was a discussion of treatments.
Then the teacher started in on the sexual aspect.
There were apparently people who were into all aspects of this.
Some just liked wearing diapers or playing baby,
some were into actually using the diapers,
some didn’t use diapers but used things like enemas or urination as part of sexual acts.
This was mind blowing.
Someone told me that if it existed,
there was some form of porn that was made of it,
but I never thought bodily functions would follow.

Dr. Monk stated that each class would delve into the theoretical in more detail,
but the second half would deal with the practical aspects of it.
Today’s lecture was on diapers and other “protective” undergarments.
He started describing things and handed samples to be passed around the room as he went.
He said historically the solution was always some sort of waterproof panty and some absorbant material,
or a diaper, if you wish.
He said as time passed, as with baby diapers, disposables took over.
 
Products came in various levels of absorbency.
There were heavy duty diapers not unlike baby diapers only bigger,
there were “pull-up” styles of various absorbency,
there were some that were attempting to appear as regular panties
or briefs or boxers that had some small amount of absorbency.

These came to me in turn.
The plastic pants with their smooth vinyl somehow intrigued me.
The rest wasn’t too interested.
I briefly looked  at them and passed them along.

Homework for next time was that we were supposed to go buy some for ourselves.
He recommended if at all possible to get the “fitted briefs,”
that is the ones that just looked like big baby diapers.
He said that many of the local pharmacies had something that fit that category
though not as heavy duty as some he had passed around.
He said, it was important for the course for us to shop for ourselves
rather than ordering online or having someone else pick them up.
We were supposed to log our experiences in doing so.

Soon class was over and I headed back to my apartment.
This certainly was a bizarre course I had signed up for,
but it didn’t seem like it was going to be overly hard or demanding on my schedule,
so I decided to stay in it.
After lunch, I decided to get the homework out of the way.
I got in my car and drove away from the University.
I had a documentable excuse if someone saw me doing this,
but still I felt it better to have some anonymity.
I pulled up in the pharmacy parking lot and went inside.

I scanned the signs on the aisles looking for where these things might be.
A clerk asked if I needed assistance.
I swallowed hard and asked “Adult diapers?”
“Incontinence Supplies in aisle 8,” he responded.
I nodded a thanks and worked my way over there.
My heart was pounding.
Why?
This was silly.
I’m just grabbing a bag and buying them for class.
There was someone in the aisle,
I stopped short and started looking at boxes of band-aids like this was really interesting me.
After a few minutes, the other person walked away and the aisle was empty.    

I made my way down to the packages of incontinence products.
Gosh, there were a lot.
I found the store brand selection of fitted briefs.
There were multiple sizes.
I hadn’t thought about that.
I picked up a bag and turned it over.
I found the size chart.
I looked up my waist size and decided that medium would be right.
The bag I was holding was large.
I placed it back and reached and grabbed a bag of mediums.
Then I felt a hand on my shoulder.
I jumped up like I had ten thousand volts through me.

A blonde young woman was smiling at me.
“Doing your homework, I see,” she said.
My heart was still racing.
“I’m Cameron, I’m in Dr. Monk’s class with you.”    

My heart started to return to something approximating a normal fate.
“Oh, Hi.   I’m Jake.   Sorry about that, I wasn’t expecting to run into anybody I knew here.”
“Me too, that’s why I came out so far from campus,” she said.
“Yeah, me too.   I guess if enough of us had that idea, the whole store should be full of our classmates.”

We laughed and she asked me what I’d found and I showed her and the size chart.
She also chose a bag of mediums and we made our way to the cashier.
Cam went first and paid for her purchase.
My heart started pounding as I set my bag up on the counter.
“Wow, there’s a run on these today,” the clerk said.
Was it just me and Cam she was commenting on,
or were we just the latest in Dr. Monk’s students parading through with our purchases?
I was too preoccupied to think what she meant.
I took my purchase (for which there was no bag large enough) out of the store.

“Well, I’ll see you in class,” Cam called to me as she got in her car.
I threw my bag into the trunk and drove home.
Now, I was fortunate to live alone, but I’d still have to get these from the car into my room.
I took my jacket off and covered the bag.
It mostly obscured it.
I looked around and saw nobody and hustled into my room and closed the door.

I sat down at my desk and opened the bag and pulled one out.
Yep, it was a diaper.
A bit different from a baby diaper in its size and that there were two tapes per side.
It had some cloth-like material on the outside however unlike the ones passed around in class.
I set it down on the desk and wrote out the story of my shopping trip while it was still fresh in my mind.

3
Next class period we were instructed to bring three of the diapers we bought with us.
I looked around my apartment for something to carry them in.
The plastic grocery bags were transparent enough to not hide the contents.
I found a briefcase my dad had given me and opened that and dropped them inside.
Yep, a briefcase for the briefs I thought. 

Today’s class began with a discussion of people’s experiences buying them.
This went on to the days lecture on why such things develop sexual connotation.
Dr. Monk talked about paraphelias in general, and discussed fetishes, and the like.
I kind of dozed off on the theory aspects of things.
I looked around the class and saw Cam sitting with a brown bag on her desk.
Obviously she had her diapers in that bag.
She caught me looking her way and smiled. 

“How many of you have worn a diaper, as an adult I mean,” Dr. Monk asked.
I looked around and a couple of people had raised their hands.
“Any of you wearing now?” he followed up.
One hand remained up sheepishly.
“OK, for the rest of you what follows will be a new experience.” 

People moved to the the padded tables and I joined up with Cam.
Monk continued, "There are two practical ways of diapering yourself,
the lying down and the standing up method, I want you to try each.
We won't be 'using' the diapers today so you can keep your underwear on if you like."
 
The various methods were demonstrated and Cam and I went to trying the laying down method.
With a little trepidation I pulled off my trousers but noticed everybody else had already done so.
"It's pretty common for people to get naked in Dr. Monk's labs," said Cam.
 
I proceeded to tape the diaper on me over my boxers.
When I thought I had it pretty well I stood up.
Cam giggled.
"That looks ridiculous.    You should take off those shorts."
 
"I'll take mine off if you take yours off," I countered.
Without much hesitation, Cam removed her diaper and then slid her panties off.
I guess I was challenged.
I took the diaper and my boxers off and started on rediapering myself.
When we were finished we stood facing each other. 

"Much better," she said.
I stood regarding her.
Gosh, she was sexy and something about that diaper really was turning me on. 

"Standing up change next," she said. 
We moved over to the wall so we could use the suggestion of backing ourselves
to the wall to hold the rear of the diaper while we worked the tapes in front.
We tried doing this a few times. 

"We're almost done for the day, if you've got a partner, you can practice putting one on your partner.
I want you to wear your diaper out of here as well.
Your homework, is to sit down and have a drink of beer or whatever you prefer
and get yourself to the point of being able to pee in your diaper.
Write a paragraph or two on that experience for next time.
Also, wear a diaper to class next time." 

Well there we have it.
"Well, partner?" I asked.
She gave me a gentle push backwards onto the table and took the remaining diaper
I had brought and had me lift my tush.
She snugged it up and carefully applied the tapes.
When she was done, I reciprocated. 

"Want to get together tonight and work on our homework together?" I asked hopefully. 
"Sure, your place or mine?   I've got roommates however." 
"I've got a single," I said. 
"Fine, your place, I'll bring the beer," she decided. 
"Around 8?"
"Sure." 

I pulled my pants back on and wandered padded off to my next class.
This class was working out pretty well.

4
I headed back to my apartment after my last class and stripped out of the diaper before lunch.
I cleaned up the apartment and did my other homework in anticipation
of this evening's homework exercise with Cam.
I finished my calc homework about dinner time and through a hot pocket in the microwave for dinner.
I was just cleaning up the dinner dishes when the bell rang.
Cam came in carrying a six pack in each hand and her notebook tucked under her arm. 
"I'll put these in the fridge," I said taking the beer from her. 

"I didn't know what your tastes were so I got two of a bunch of different ones
from the mix and match section," she called to me as I headed towards the kitchen. 
"Sounds interesting.   We'll have an educational beer tasting in addition to our other assignment." 

I turned to see her unwrapping the skirt she was wearing to reveal her diaper. 
"Are you wearing yours?" 
"Not yet," I replied. 
"Where are they?" 
"In the bedroom closet." 

Cam grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the bedroom and pushed me onto my bed.
She opened the closet. 
"On the shelf," I said pulling down my pants. 
"Off with those," she said returning with a diaper.
I pulled off my boxers.
She fastened the diaper up under me.
She was getting good at this. 
"There," she pronounced.  "Let's get a drink." 

We went back to the main room and I went to the fridge and pulled a matching pair of beers
from the cartons.
Two IPAs.
Not bad.
I fished an opener out of the drawer and flipped them open.
"Glass?" I asked. 
"No, the bottle's fine," she said. 

I brought the beers to the coffee table and we sat down on the sofa.
Gosh, she did look cute in just a diaper and the little shirt she was wearing.
I guess she thought the same for me as she continued to stare at my crotch for quite a bit.
We started in on our beers. 

"How come you signed up for this class?" I asked. 
"I'm a sociology major and I've always found Dr. Monk's sex classes fun.
This one seemed really different.   How about you?" 
"I'm in electrical engineering.
 I have to admit I thought IC meant integrated circuit and I was taking a class that would be easy." 

"Well, the subject was probably a surprise, but Monk's classes are pretty easy."
"Yeah, I didn't realize I'd be wearing diapers for a grade." 
"You look cute in them," she smiled. 
"So do you." 
We talked a bit more and finished the beers. 

"Do you have to go yet?" 
"Nope,  I'll get more beer."
 I headed to the fridge and got two more beers.
 A brown ale.
This was going to be interesting.
We continued to talk and had a few more beers a piece. 

"I need to pee now," she stated. 
"I'm getting there," I said. 
"This is hard.    I don't know if I can just do it sitting in front of you." 

"Do you want me to go in the other room?" 
"No let me try some more." 
I tried myself.   I just couldn't even begin sitting down.
I tried standing up.
I then stared out the window and tried to clear my mind.
Finally the flow started.
The warm liquid flowed over my skin but was soaked up quickly by the diaper. 

"You went didn't you?" she asked. 
"Yeah." 
"My little brother used to get the same look when he wet his diaper," she giggled. 

"What about you?" 
She stood up and appeared to be trying.
Then she pronounced, "I have an idea," and headed towards the bathroom. 
"You're not supposed to use the toilet," I warned. 
"I'm just going to sit on it." 

I got to the bathroom and found her sitting, diaper in place, on the toilet.
She smiled and looked relaxed and then stood up.
I could see that the diaper had been wet. 

We sat down and wrote our about our initial experience and then traded our notes
and read each other's comments.
We had another beer. 
"The warmth is going away," she said.
"And this thing is getting heavy and saggy," she said cradling the crotch of her diaper. 

"Imagine that you just poured a couple of beers into there directly.
It's a lot of liquid," I commented. 
"You engineers, always looking at the scientific side," she chided. 

She dug into her bag and pulled out another diaper and some wipes.
"Change me," she ordered. 
I laid her down on the floor and removed the diaper and rolled it up.
I pulled a couple of wipes out and started to clean her up.
She giggled, "those are cold." 

After doing her, she pulled me to my room and removed my wet diaper.
She started on me with the wipes, spending some time on my scrotum,
and an even longer time on my penis.
I was as erect as I could get and she just smiled. 

"Another diaper?" she asked. 
"Nah, that's enough for today," I answered.
"I'll just put my big boy pants back on." 

"Suit yourself," she said leaving the room.
When I got my pants back on I found she had put her skirt back on and was packing up. 

"Save the rest of the beer for another time.
See you in class," she said heading out the door. 

Wow, I really screwed up I thought.
She seemed to lose interest as soon as I put my underwear back on.
I'm going to have to play this differently next time.

5
Class time rolled around again.
Cam came up and sat next to me.
I guess she wasn’t mad over how the other night ended.
We sat and listened to Monk begin by explaining the nuances of acting as baby in addition to diapers.
We went to the lab portion early.
We had two things to do today.
First, we were to try cloth diapers and plastic pants.
In addition, Monk had rolled in wardrobe racks with baby and toddler outfits for us to try on. 

Cam and I made our way to our table.
I looked at the diaper and pins and tried to visualize what had been described
to us in the lecture of how to fold it and put it on.
I started to strip out of my clothes.
At least one thing was happening.
I was getting better at undressing in front of others.
I looked over at Cam.
She had pulled her slacks off and to my surprise she was already wearing a diaper. 

"Just wanted to be ready," she said pulling it off and starting in on the cloth. 
I got the cloth diaper between my legs and pinned in place roughly.
It was a bit saggy as I stood up to put the plastic pants on. 
"Here, let me help with that," Cam said pushing me back down.
She redid the pins and then guided the plastic pants over my legs.
I arched my back so they could slide all the way up.
I then helped her into her plastic pants.
These were a lot bulkier than what we had been wearing and we actually waddled over to the clothes racks. 

I picked out a rather straight forward baby blue onesie and Cam got a satin romper.
Also on the tables in the back of the room were some other props and Cam grabbed
a pacifier and stuck it in her mouth.
I picked up a little teddy bear and we headed back to our table. 

I got the onesie over my head and bent down to try to get the bottom snapped through my crotch.
Again, Cam came to my rescue and did it for me.
She had already gotten the romper on and frankly, she looked real cute in it. 
She removed the pacifier from her mouth and pointed at me.    "You look cute." 

"I was going to say the same thing about you," I said.
 
She handed her phone to one of the other students and asked for a picture.
I picked up the bear in one arm and reached the other around Cam to pose.
I couldn't bear to release her.
"This feels nice," I said continuing to feel the satin against my skin. 
"Let's trade outfits," she announced. 
"What?" 
"Sure, it looks like they'll fit well enough." 
"Umm, I'm not sure...." I started.
I stopped remembering the aborted incident from the other night.
The next thing I knew Cam had shoved the pacifier in my mouth. 

Not having any other real option I took off the onesie and it exchanged it for Cam's romper.
I stepped into it and pulled it up.
It was real soft against my skin and the sleeves and leg holes
were trimmed in lace that was a new experience for me.
Still I felt my self growing excited.
I looked over at Cam.
While she looked good in the romper, the onesie was tight and sleek against her body,
of course her hips were accentuated by the large diaper underneath. 

She picked up the bear and again asked the other student to take our picture.
I then held her tight for a bit.
I had the urge to kiss her but as I moved close I realized I still had the pacifier in my mouth. 

"Let's go try something else on," she said. 
We went back to the racks.   I found a what appeared to be a pair of bib overalls
except that the bottoms were no bigger than the plastic pants I was wearing.
Cam picked out a short frilly dress.
Soon we were in our new outfits.
Me looking like a toddler boy and Cam with her diaper peeking out from under the dress.
She had also picked up another bear and we were frolicing on the table playing with those.
Another round of pictures were taken. 

"Swap?" she said. 
This I was a bit nervoud about.
A dress for me?
Oh, what the hell.
We traded.
Now I had been around the class a few times in just a diaper and kind of gotten use
to the air on my bare legs, but somehow the dress hightened the fact I had no pants on.
The poofy sleeves held in place by elastic around my arms gave a definite feminine feeling to things.
More pictures were taken and we spent the rest of the class playing with the bears.
 
"You are going to be careful what you do with those pictures," I warned. 
"Of course, silly," she said, mock swinging the bear at me. 

Class was over and I shucked out of the dress and diaper and put my clothes back on.
I noted Cam was carefully replacing the diaper she had come in with before putting her clothes back on. 
"See you next class," she said. 
I smiled and waved goodbye, with the imagined thought that she was going
to remain diapered until we met again.

6
The lectures moved on from diapers to other subjects,
various poop things (Monk called it scat) and enemas.
Fortunately, the practical parts of this were limited to passing around the implements
of these exploits for inspection.
Monk said that any of us who wanted to experiment with any of this equipment
on our own could sign them out of the lab for use at home.
I figured I'd pass. 

Then came the information on our final project.
The paper had a list of tasks and we were to choose several from the list
and try them and write about our experience.
I scanned down the list.
Some didn't look too bad, hell with Cam they might even be fun.
Some I didn't want to try under any circumstances. 

Cam leaned in close to me.
"Want to do number one on the list this weekend?" 
I glanced back to my list.
Spend 24 hours in diapers was the first item.
"Sure, I said.    Want to start with dinner on Friday evening?" 

"Sure, I'll meet you at your place and we can go out from there.    7PM?"
"Sure."
 
I spent Friday afternoon cleaning up the apartment.
Cam was coming over and hopefully, this time I wouldn't run her off.
At least not during our 24 hour experiment.
I showered and shaved and laid out some nice clothes for the evening.
I checked the clock--quarter 'til.
I went into the closet and pulled out a diaper and strapped it on and then quickly finished getting dressed.
At seven on the dot the doorbell rang.
I opened it and Cam strolled in carrying a large purse and a gym bag. 

"Wow, that's a lot of stuff," I commented. 
"I'm using the big purse is really a diaper bag.
We may need it when we're out.
The other bag is some stuff I picked up from the lab...for later," she smiled. 

I was now even more optomistic about this evenings plans.
"I figured we'd go to the Cheesecake Factory at the mall and then catch a movie,
if that's OK with you?" I said. 
"Sounds great.   Are you diapered up?"   I nodded.   "Me, too.   Let's go!"

7
We headed over to the mall.
We ordered our dinner and I felt sophisticated ordering a bottle of wine for us.
We made small chit chat through dinner.
We were waiting for the inevitable large portion of cheesecake that we were to split
for dessert when I started to squirm a bit. 
"What's wrong?" Cam asked. 
"I gotta pee," I admitted. 
"Well, go.   I'm already wet," she said as a matter of fact.
"We can get changed before the movie." 

I had to admit she was right and after a second of trying to relax I filled the diaper.
She seemed to sense I had finished and said "Good, now we're both ready for a change."
 
Dessert came and we ate it.
The check was paid and Cam led me out of the restaurant into the mall proper. 
"Where are we going?" I asked. 
"To get changed." 

We headed through the mall and then I found we were in front of a door marked "Family Restroom."
Cam pushed inside and locked the door behind us.
"Hop up!" she said pointing at the counter on one side of the room.
I tested the changing table out and it looked sturdy enough and got on it.
Cam pulled my pants down and untaped my wet diaper.
She extracted some wipes from her  huge purse and started cleaning me.
My penis came to quick attention. 
"Maybe, later," she said smiling.
She pulled a diaper from her purse.
It was one of the heavy duty ones we had had in class.
She taped it up snug on me and pulled my pants up.
She had to tug hard at the waistband to get it buttoned over the thick diaper but it went.
I stood up feeling the bulk of the thick diaper. 

Cam got up on the counter and hiked her dress up to reveal she was wearing plastic pants.
I slid them down and looked at them.
She had one of the thick diapers like I was wearing underneath.
"I didn't know the diaper would sag too much under my dress, so I wore those." 
"Oh," is all I said.
I proceeded to remove her diaper and clean her up while she just smiled at me.
I did a careful job of putting a new one on her and then slid the plastic pants back in place,
taking care to get them fitted nicely at the top of her legs. 
"Thanks," she said hopping down and letting her dress fall back in place.
"Let's get washed up and on the way to the movies." 

We made our way to the theatre and bought our tickets.
We moved to the concession stand and got a tub of popcorn to share and two large sodas.
"I'd have never bought one of these before," she said.
"I'd have never made it through the film." 

After several coming attractions, the film started.
We watched and munched on popcorn and drank our sodas.
After we'd consumed these things we set them aside and I wrapped my arm around
Cam and she snuggled close.
I felt her hand rest on my crotch.
I knew what she was doing, she was checking to see if I was set.
I moved my hand to hers. 

The movie progressed and sure enough as the dramatic tension in the movie
was peaking I had the need to pee.
I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to get started when I felt a warmth under my hand.
Cam was wetting hers.
That was all the suggestion I needed and the flow started in mine.
Cam must have sensed me going and she let a quiet hum escape and snuggled closer. 

The movie was ending and I tried a small kiss on Cam.
She didn't fight it.
She countered with a longer one as the credits ran.
The lights were coming up in the theatre and we stood to leave.
I reached down to check to see if I was leaking, but the diaper was holding.
I could feel the large amount of fluid now being carried in it.
"Shall we go back to the restroom and get changed?" I asked. 
"No, let's go to your place," she said with a smile. 

8
We got back to my apartment and Cam dragged me straight to the bedroom.
She had my pants off and me on the bed and started carefully removing the diaper.
She started cleaning me with the wipes and quickly got me aroused.
After a few minutes of this she reached up under her dress and in one motion the plastic pants
and her diaper was dropped to the floor.
She pounced upon me and soon had me inside her.
At last we were making love.

After we finished she resumed attacking me with the wipes.
Drained, I enjoyed her taking her time with me.
She extracted another diaper and taped it on me.
She then produced something from her bag.
“Step into these,” she said.
I looked and saw it was a large pair of footed pajamas.
I slid my feet down into the legs and she helped me into the arms and zipped me up.
“Cute,” she pronounced.

I helped her clean up and placed a new diaper on her.
She grabbed the used diapers and asked if I had any trash bags and I went to get one.
When I returned she had slipped a pink short baby doll gown on which didn’t quite cover
the pink plastic pants she was now wearing.
“Cute,” I confirmed.

I put the diapers in the bag and tied a knot in it.
“Now we can go to sleep,” she said and we got under the covers and she nestled close to me.

Dawn came and I awoke and checked the clock.
Cam was still snuggled to me asleep.
I had to pee and figured what the hell, and worked on relaxing.
I got the flow started and relieved I fell back asleep.
I woke up a while later to find Cam gone.
I sat up and then realized I smelled bacon cooking.
I waddled into the kitchen and found Cam, still in the nightie cooking breakfast.

“I ran out this morning and got some stuff for breakfast,” she said.
“Like that?” I asked pointing at the nightie.
“No, I put my dress back on,” she smiled.

I made coffee and leaned against the wall and watched her cook.
Having made plates of food for both of us we sat down at the kitchen table and started to eat.

“You know we managed to check two things off the list last night,” she stated.
“What?”
“The final project list.
We did a change in a public bathroom which is one item and we had diaper-related sex, that’s two.”

“Oh, that’s good.    Too bad we can’t just do the second one over and over again for the grade.”
We got a good laugh at that.
After we finished eating we put the plates in the dishwasher and then she got a concerned look on her face.
“I have to poo,” she said quietly.

“Me too.   The bathroom’s over there,” I pointed.
“It’s another thing on the list,” she said.   I looked confused.  “Pooing in a diaper,” she added.
“Oh, I guess we can try that.”

She squatted like a little toddler and strained and from the resultant disturbed look on her face
I could tell she had succeeded.
I did the same.
At first it was a relief as the pressure from inside me was released but soon the poo became
restrained by the space in the diaper and smooshed all over my rear.

“Now what?” I asked.
“Well, I don’t think we should sit down.
Let’s go get changed.”
She headed to the bathroom.
She pulled down the plastic panties and then started to do a strange shaking dance.

“What are you doing?”
“Trying to get as much of the poo off me and into the diaper.”
“Good idea,” I said.   “Can you help me out of this thing?”

She reached up and unzipped my pajamas and I climbed out.
I did a similar shaking maneuver.
She opened the package of wipes and carefully untapped me lowering the stinky poo filled diaper to the floor.  Wipe after wipe came back brown after wiping my body.
Finally, it seemed like I was getting clean.

I reciprocated with her.
She guided my hand as I started to wipe.
“Always away from the vagina,” she said.

After a few wipes, I went and got another trash bag and loaded up the stinky diapers and wipes.
“We need a shower,” she said.
I reached over and turned on the water.
As it reached an acceptable temperature, we stepped inside.
We took turns soaping each other up good and rinsing off and generally rubbing
our wet bodies against each other.
She took my penis and with some maneuvering got it inside her.  With the warm water raining down over our bodies we proceeded to have sex.

“I guess this one isn’t on the list,” I joked.   She laughed.

After the prolonged shower we got out and took turns drying each other.
She taped a new diaper on me and I did her.
I grabbed a set of sweats out of my closet and put them on.
“I better take this trash out,” referring to the bags of dirty diapers.

“I’ll wait here,” she said.

9

I hustled out and threw the bag of dirty diapers in the dumpster and came back to the apartment.   Cam was not in the living room.    Shortly she came out of the bedroom.   She was now attired in a short, little girl dress.    As she spun around the skirt lifted to reveal a frilly cover over her diaper.   I had to admit she looked real cute in it and told her so. 
    

        "Now let's get you dressed," she said and led me to the bedroom.    She pulled off my sweats and went into her bag and pulled out a onesie and fitted it over me.   She gave a pat to my crotch with was growing with excitement as she snapped the garment into place.    "Maybe later," she said.   I stood and she took me in.   "Cute, you know you have great legs," she said.   I blushed. 
    

        We got our laptops out and sat in the living room working on recounting our experiences for the class project.   I kept sneaking looks over to Cam and when she caught me she smiled.   I found her doing the same.    I don't know how long I'd be able to stand it not taking her back to the bedroom. 
    

        Soon, she stood up and announced she was going to make lunch.    I watched as she bounced torwards the kitchen, the skirt exposing the diaper with each movement.    She bent down purposefully and gave me a full shot of her entire rear before she disappeared out of site into my kitchen.    I smiled and went back to my work. 
    

        She reappeared and led me to the dining table and sat me down.   She whipped something out and wrapped it around my neck.   A bib!   She then took a bowl and a lifted a spoon full of it's contents up.   She paused and made airplane noises and flew the spoon around and stopped in front of my mouth.   "Open up, baby, the plane needs to go inside."  
    

        I opened my mouth and the spoon of orange mush went in.   I sucked the contents off.   Carrots, no sweet potatoes, I thought.    Another plane load was flying towards my mouth.   I swallowed and didn't quite get my mouth open in time before the spoon hit.   Orange goo ended up mostly on my face before I got my mouth open to accept it.    This time we giggled.     She fed me the rest of the bowl and then wiped my face.  
    

        I took the bib off and transferred it to her.   Now it was my turn to feed her.   I found the second bowl in the kitchen and started feeding her some green stuff.    Strained peas, I thought.    I took care to dry to deposit a good deal of it on her face as well.    She mock pouted at me and I felt things growing in my diaper.    We continued the feeding until the bowl was done and I cleaned her up. 
    

        "Now, time for a bottle and a nap," she pronounced.   She grabbed two bottles and led me to the bedroom.   We lied down and I put the nipple into my mouth and sucked.   A warm fluid.   Milk, no it tasted odd.   Must be formula, I thought.   I sucked and stared intently at her.   She was sucking away at hers.    I fantasized that I was nursing directly from her breast.    Things were growing in my diaper again, after a few more minutes of this I couldn't stand it.   I put the bottle down and reached over and grabbed the diaper cover under her skirt.   She didn't protest.    I removed it revealing a cloth diaper.    It was wet but I didn't care.    I unpinned it carefully and set it on top of the diaper cover.  
    

        I heard the snaps of my onesie open and she ripped the diaper off me.     Soon I was inside her and we were in the throws of some powerful sex. 
    

        Afterwards I rolled off her, drained.    We cuddled for a few minutes and then I drifted off into my nap. 
    

        When I awoke she was gone.    The first thing I noticed is that I was wearing a diaper again.    I sat up and found a note. 
    

        "Jake, I had a wonderful weekend but I have some other homework to finish so I've got to go home.    You were sleeping so peacefully I decided to let you finish your nap.   I put a clean diaper on you so you wouldn't wet the bed." 
    

        There was a smiley face there.   "Love, Cam." 
    

        I got up and found that she was indeed gone.   She'd cleaned up all the diapers and other signs of our weekend escapades.   I felt strangely wanting.    Without thinking my hand started to rub my diaper. 
    

        I went back to the computer and finished the write up of this weekends experiences for class.   Dressing like a baby, eating baby food, and drinking out of bottles were more things from the class list.   I had to pee.   What the hell, I thought.   Might as well use it.   I wet the diaper. 
    

        I finished up my work and remembered I needed to go to the library for research for another class.    I stripped off the diaper and went into my dresser for a pair of boxers.    I smiled.   This is the first time all weekend I'd been in underwear.     I got dress and made my way over to campus.   I retrieved the books I needed from the stacks and made my way to the reading room to peruse them when I noticed Cam working at one of the tables. 
    

        I went over and sat next to her.   She was wearing a sweater over a skirt.   Not the little girl kind she had worn earlier but short never the less.   She smiled when she saw me. 
    

        "I'm sorry I didn't get to say goodbye," I said.  "I want to tell you that this was a fantastic weekend." 
    

        "Thanks," she said.   "It was for me too."  She turned slightly in her chair and her skirt lifted for an instant.    I wasn't sure, but I took a look around and we were pretty much alone and leaned over and lifted her skirt for a brief peak.  Yes, she was wearing a diaper. 
    

        She grinned.   "I wanted to prolong the feeling a bit longer."  I smiled.    "It's kind of risque wearing the diaper under this short skirt."   I had to admit it probably was. 
    

        "I kept the one you put on me until I wet it."   She reached over and felt my crotch. 
    

        "You didn't put another on?" she asked rhetorically.    She frowned a bit. 
    

        My heart sank a bit.   "I'm sorry to disappoint you," I said genuinely.   "Didn't know I'd run in to you." 
    

        "That's OK," she smiled.    We held hands for a minute and then got back to our studies.

10

        The semester was progressing and my course work got busier.   But today was the day  Monk's class met and that meant one thing.   I'd be sure to see Cam.    I put on a diaper before heading over to campus.   As the students entered the room I caught sight of Cam.   She was wearing a short dress.   Again, not juvenile, but short.    She sat next to me. 
    

        "Wearing skirts again I see," I commented. 
    

        She lifted the skirt to show her diaper.   It was wet which somehow was strangely arousing to me.   She dropped it back in to place.   "The weather is warmer and I had to wear a diaper for class anyhow."  
    

        Monk started the lecture.   This was going to be our last session on diapers.    Bummer I thought.    Cam and I had great fun playing with these.    Today's session was going to be about pooping though.   He talked about all the things you could put in your rear.    The lecture moved into the lab phase where we were to use a laxative suppository to induce defecation. 
    

        Cam and I moved to our usual table.   She had removed her dress and was sitting there in a bra and wet diaper.   I pulled my pants off.    My diaper wasn't used yet, so I carefully removed it so it could be replaced.   Cam picked up one of the suppositories and stated "Allow me."    I turned around and allowed her to shove it into my rectum.   I carefully redid the diaper not knowing how long this was going to take. 
    

        I removed her diaper and cleaned her up as she lied on the table.   She flipped over on her stomach and I inserted her suppository.   I then carefully diapered her up.   "Let's go play in the wardrobe while we're waiting for this to happen." 
    

        We went to the back of the room where various outfits were hanging on racks.    This is where she had gotten the stuff we were playing with last week and we shuffled through various things holding them up as if we were shopping in a store considering buying them.    Soon I felt some discomfort in my rear.   A slight burn and then a progressive fullness and then a cramp. 
    

        I grunted, might as well get this over with.    I bent over slightly and let it come.    To my surprise I didn't really have to push it just came.    I felt relief that it was out of me but soon it was going to set in that I had a load in my diaper now.    Cam giggled at me.   "You look like a toddler poohing his pants." 
 
    

        "That was what I was doing!" I exclaimed.    Cam's jovial look changed to one of concern and then a bit of pain as the suppository worked on her.    Soon she too adopted the position and filled her diaper. 
    

        "I hate this," she said.    "I wish we could pop into the shower like we did last time." 
    

        I had to agree.    We were going to have to just clean up with wipes here.    Around the room there were various groans and cries.    People were filling their diapers and the aroma of pooh was beginning to be noticeable. 
    

        "Might as well get the full experience," Cam said to me.    I was confused for a moment and then she put her hands on my shoulders and pushed me down so that I sat on the table.    The pooh in my diaper squished as I landed.    I was now sitting in a pile of my own excrement.    I stood up and retaliated pushing Cam down to sit in her waste.   Her demeanor turned from laughter to disgust. 
    

        "OK," she said.   "Fair enough, let's get changed."    She patted me on the butt for emphasis.    I laid her down and carefully removed the diaper.    I pulled about ten wipes from the box and worked at removing most of the mess.   I took some more and worked at making sure she was really clean.    I grabbed a clean diaper and did her up.   All the while the diaper plaster to my own butt with pooh was a constant reminder of this experience. 
    

        Cam pushed me down on the table and proceeded to clean me up.   She'd gotten the pooh off my ass and was cleaning up my scrotum.   She grabbed more wipes and started on the penis.   I grew erect as she continued to work.  "I think you're liking this." 
    

        "The cleanup is more fun than getting dirty," I admitted.    She continued to work on the shaft as I got more aroused.    My breath accelerated as she worked.   We both looked around, but everybody was pretty much absorbed in their cleanup.    She quickened her wiping.    I soon erupted and she artfully caught it in a carefully placed wipe.    One last clean up and she rediapered me.    Wow, I'd never experienced that before, and certainly nothing like it in a classroom full of other students. 
    

        She leaned over and asked "What time is your next class?"    I told her we had about an hour and a half.   "Let's go to your place and take a shower," she said.   We put our clothes on and headed out of the room.    I reached under her skirt and gave her a pat on the diaper as we headed out of the room.

11

        The next session with few sessions with Dr. Monk weren't as fun.   Discussion delved into sexual watersports which not only really didn't seem to interest him or Cam but there really wasn't much to do in the lab parts.    The next class focused on rectal stuff, butt plugs and enemas and other things you could put up your rear.   He and Cam tried some of these but it really didn't seem to be too sexy for them. 
    

        "I'm really not into painful stuff," Cam admitted.   "And having something up my butt is about as interesting as me putting a tampon in." 
    

        "Yeah, doesn't do much for me either," he admitted.  
    

        "Want to get together this weekend for one last study session?" 
    

        It struck him hard.   The class was coming to an end.    He'd had some good times with Cam and he hoped they'd continue to see each other.    But let's take things as they come.    "Sure, you want to do a movie?" 
    

        "Nah, nothing I want to see right now.    I'll cook spaghetti for dinner, you make sure we have some wine." 
    

        "Sounds good." 
 
    

        Friday afternoon, he went to the wine shop and got a couple of not too cheap bottles of Chianti at the proprietor's recommendation.   He got back to the apartment and set them on the table and then went into the bedroom and put on a diaper.     The doorbell rang just as he finished taping so he went out without his pants and looked through the peephole.   It was Cam.   He opened the door and let her in. 
    

        She smiled.   "Nice outfit," she said.   She was carrying a pot and had two bags slung over her shoulder. 
    

        "Let me take that," he offfered and took the pot into the living room.   By the time he had finished Cam had shed her jeans and was down to a diaper too.      She was shuffling through one of the bags and brought some stuff into the kitchen and proceeded to set about finishing up dinner. 
    

        "The sauce and sausages are all done, just need to be heated up.   I'll cook the spaghetti now.   She dug one of his pots out of the cabinet and started filling it with water." 
    

        "Would you like a glass of wine now?" he asked and with her acceptance he opened the bottle and poured two glasses.    He stood their sipping his wine watching Cam's diapered butt move around the kitchen finishing dinner.    Another trip her bags yielded a loaf of bread which she cut up and put some butter and garlic on and popped in the over.     Dinner was soon ready and they sat down to eat.    The table blocked his view but as with X-ray vision his mind was looking at Cam's diapered crotch. 
    

        After consuming the dinner and the rest of that bottle Cam excused herself while he sat sipping the last of his on the couch.   He'd wet long ago and needed a change, but he was hoping that Cam was ready for a little more "research." 
    

        "Come on in here," she called for him.    Cam was in her nighty but wasn't wearing a diaper or anything underneath.   She was ready.     "Strip out of your wet one." 
    

        He stripped out of it and carefully rolled it up and set it aside, he was immediately erect.    Cam leaned over and twanged his cock.   "Not quite yet, lie face down and spread your legs."   Cam was coming at him with some stange equipment. 
    

        "What's this?" 
    

        "Were you paying attention in class?" 
    

        He thought about it and realized she was holding an enema nozzle.   She applied some goo to it and moved towards him.     He was about to protest but she looked intent so he lied down.   In a second he felt the thing being pushed into his rear.    He heard a pumping noise and felt something inflate inside him.   It was one of the retention ones that they had discussed in class.    More pumping and another balloon pushed his butt cheeks apart.   A click and he felt the flow start into him. 
    

        Cam climbed on the bed and rolled him over and took him inside her.    It was an odd feeling.   She was moving over him and water was flowing in.    It was slightly painful but suddenly things went out of control.  A strange pain hit him in his prostate just before he came almost explosively.    Cam was panting and riding him friercely. 
    

        When they had finished they laid there for a second drained.    Cam got up and found a diaper for him and put it on him.    She fiddled with the hose and released the balloons.    A yank on the tube and it came out of him followed by a torrent of water.    After it subsided she untaped him and cleaned him up and rediapered him. 
    

        "How was that?" she asked. 
    

        "Different, very powerful, but hit hurt a bit." 
 
"Yeah, you were amazing.    Strike another item off the list for class." 
    

        The next morning they rose and Cam started cooking breakfast.   He made coffee standing there wearing just a diaper which was not lost on her.   She gave him a tweak every chance she could.    He had to go and started to pee and then came to the realization that Cam was watching him and smiling.    She gave his wet crotch a squeeze and said "Good boy." 
    

        After eating breakfast he helped her clean up and then she looked at him and got a strained look. 
 
    

        "What?" he said. 
    

        "I'm going to need a shower," she smiled. 
    

        "Oh," he said realizing what had just happened.   He had to go as well but he was planning on just using the toilet.    Oh well, the more the merrier he thought and pushed.     His diaper sagged under the weight. 
    

        "I'm ready for one, too," he said. 
    

        They went in to the bathroom and started the shower going.    They helped each other out of their poopy diapers and got into the warm water. 
    

        After they dried off he asked if she had further plans for the day.   "I've got some things in my bag of tricks," she smiled coyly.  "I do have to go over to the housing office, though." 
    

        "What's up?" 
 
    

        "My roommates are ditching me.    Sarah is graduating and Katie is moving in with someone else and I'll need to find some replacements.   I can't afford the place by myself." 
    

        "I guess Katie doesn't have room in her new place?" he asked. 
    

        "She's moving in with her boyfriend.   I think three would be a crowd." 
    

        "Oh," he said.   He thought about it a bit, but why not go for broke. 
    

        "You could move in here with me," he proposed. 
    

        She looked at him and blinked.   "Are you serious?" 
    

        "Yes, of course." 
    

        "Do I get to keep you as my diaper boy?" 
 
    

        He thought about this just a second.  "When ever you want." 
    

        "OK, then.    We can skip the housing office.   I'll just tell my landlord we won't be renewing the lease." 
    

        He was insanely happy.     He had a little trepidation about being her "diaper boy" but boy it sure led to some great sex. 
    

        "You don't have to wear diapers all the time," she said.   "Just some of the time?"  
    

        "Sure."   He thought about it a bit.   "Are you wearing all the time now?" 
    

        "I've been toying with it.   I've not made that leap.    I think I'm going to wear them to all my finals though." 
    

        He thought about it, "That may be convenient." 
    

        She smiled.   "Now for today, let's get dressed." 
    

        She dropped her bag on the bed and started to remove things.    To start with were cloth diapers for the two of them.    Big thick ones with cute little pins.   Ducks for her and teddy bears for him.     She gave him a pair of plastic pants with teddy bears to pull on over his.    She slid into one with lavender satin on the outside and ruffles on the rear.  
    

        She handed him something else and as he examined it she started into a lavender satin dress that matched her diaper cover.    She looked very cute.   His outfit was a romper.    A blue short jumpsuit with another teddy bear sewn on the front.  He got into it and she clipped something to his shoulder.   It was a pacifier hanging on a short tether.    She attached one to her own dress. 
    

        He picked it up and started to suck.   She did the same.   They looked intently at each other.    More sex he wondered.   But no, she went out to the kitchen and did some stuff and he just sat there and watched her flit around in the dress that didn't quite obscure the diaper cover. 
    

        "Do you have your car keys?" she asked. 
    

        He picked them up off the table and said "Yes." 
 
    

        "Let's go for a drive."

12

        I opened the door and took a look around.   Nobody seemed to be out or about so I made my way out to to my car with Cam right beside me.   I hopped in and soon we were heading down the highway. 
    

        "Where do you want to go?" 
 
    

        "How about up towards Middleton?" she said.   It was a small town about an hour away lots of little shops and stuff.   I smiled plotted a course in my head towards there. 
    

        "I've got a job for next semester," she said. 
    

        "Cool, what?" 
    

        "I'm going to be lab assistant for Dr. Monk." 
 
    

        "Diaper lab?" 
 
    

        "Nope, Beginning M-to-F crossdressing.   You should take it.   It would be fun.   You'd look good in satin panties," she smiled looking at me. 
    

        I stole a glimpse of her bare legs.    The hem of the skirt only half obscured the diaper cover.   I smiled at having her along.    We made our way into the town of Middleton.    It was full of small shops and restaurants.    "Let's walk a bit," Cam said. 
    

        I was a bit nervous about this, going out in public in our toddler clothes, but she seemed insistent and she's not steered me wrong yet.     I parked the car  and we started down the sidewalk.  We'd stopped from time to time to look in shop windows.    I kept a look around.   Were people staring?    I couldn't tell.   It felt like they were. 
    

        We'd made it a few blocks and then Cam shrieked "Oh, Goody!" and took off skipping down the block.   Her ruffled butt peeked out with every bounce.   I hastened stride to keep up with her.    She pushed her way into one of the store doors.   It was an ice cream parlor.   We made our way to the counter. 
    

        "What can I get you kids," the clerk said.   Kids was right I thought. 
    

        "Pistachio," Cam shouted.    I chose chocolate.    I paid and we headed back down the street.   Cam looked like a oked like a gleeful little girl licking her cone and bouncing form store window to store window.   We crossed over and returned down the other side.    As we passed one store a couple of women emerged from the shop door, took once look at us and broke into hysterical giggling.    I started to turn red but Cam was giggling now too and it was contagious and the women headed there way and we headed the other, laughing all the way. 
    

        We got back to where my car was parked and our cones were finished.   We got inside and Cam dug through the diaper bag and came up with a wipe and attached my face.   "You got chocolate all over."    I cleaned her up as well. 
    

        I reached over under the hem of her dress and gave her diaper a feel.    It was wet and so was mine. 
    

        "Do you want to find somewhere to change or just go home?" she asked. 
    

        "Let's head back."   We got home and our diaper changing advanced into love making as I predicted. 
    

        We got busy with our studies so we didn't see much of each other for the last weeks of the semester.    It soon became time for our final exams.     It was the morning of my Differential Equations final.   Coming out of the shower I thought about Cam and how she would certainly be in a diaper.    What the hell, I thought.    I grabbed one out of the closet and diapered up.    I wore one during the Physics final and it was a good thing as I had to pee about half way through so I put my pen down, closed my eyes and went, and then went back to work. 
    

        Walking out afterwards with my wet diaper I ran into Cam.   "How's it going?" I asked. 
    

        Just finish my Sociology final. 
    

        "Diapered?" I asked. 
 
    

        "And wet," she admitted. 
    

        "Me too," 
    

        "Do you have another exam now?" 
 
    

        "No, let's go back to the apartment and get changed." 
    

        Finals being over I started my summer job.    One day I came home and Cam was sitting outside my appartment on a couple of suitcases. 
    

        "I'm going to move in tomorrow if it's OK," she said. 
    

        "I opened the door.   Of course, I should have thought about giving you a key before now."  I  dug through my desk and found my spare and gave it to her. 
    

        "I wish you'd give me some notice.   I'd take the day off and help you move.   I can help out after 5." 
    

        "I don't have much and Katie and her boyfriend are going to help me.     If I could just drop you at work tomorrow morning and borrow your car." 
    

        "Sure no problem." 
 
    

        The next morning I let her drop me at work.     I was really feeling bad about not helping her especially after leaving her waiting on the steps yesterday, but she seemed OK with it.    I got into my work and around 5PM my phone rang. 
    

        "How's it going?" Cam said. 
    

        "Good, how's the moving coming?" I asked. 
    

        "Done.   Are you ready to be picked up?" 
    

        "Yes." 
    

        "Be there in 15," she said hanging up. 
    

        I cleaned up my desk and headed down to the front of the building and a few minutes later my car rolled up to the curb.   I went out and opened the door and saw that Cam was wearing one of her little girl dresses.   I got in and shut the door and she hiked up the hem a little to let me see her diapers. 
    

        "Home, James," I said with a smile. 
    

        We were soon back at my house and she bounced up the stairs to the apartment again with her diapered butt peaking out with each bounce.    She let us in and I was amazed.    She hadn't changed the furniture but things were different.   There were pictures on the wall and something smelled great.   "Wow..." was all I could say as she shut the door behind us. 
    

        "I cleaned up a bit.   Not that you were a slob or anything, but you're a guy.    It needed a woman's touch." 
    

        It did at that.   Things looked like they'd they'd been purposefully placed by an interior decorator not just left where they fit.    "It smells nice in here." 
 
    

        "That's dinner.  It's almost ready." 
    

        I started towards the dining table to find it covered with a table cloth and set for two.  "Will you dress...or shall I say undress...for dinner?" she asked. 
    

        I smiled and she led me to the bathroom.    There were new towels and a new shower curtain.    There were some girly things on the vanity but not too bad.   She opened the linen closet and more new towels and such greeted me.   She reached into the middle shelf and extracted a diaper.   There was a platic cylinder on the floor. 
    

        "What's this?" I asked. 
    

        "Diaper genie.   You won't have to keep running them out to the dumpster now." 
    

        She led me to the bedroom.   There was a new cover on the bed and she pushed me down and removed my pants and shorts and fixed me in the diaper.    I stood up wearing just my polo shirt and diaper. 
    

        "That's a good look," she said patting my butt.    I looked around further.   She had slid my dresser over a touch to fit hers in.   I looked into the closet.   She had organized things but my clothes were clearly laid out on the left and hers on the right.   In the middle hung some of our "play clothes." 
    

        "Oh, by the way," I said.   "I signed up for Monk's next class." 
    

        "Great, that will be fun!" she said.   I got an idea and started opening the drawers on her dresser.    The third one yielded what I was looking for and I snapped up all of her panties and moved them to my dresser. 
    

        "You won't be wearing these I think," I said.  "Besides, I may need them for class." 
    

        She threw her arms around me.    We went out to the dining room and had a lovely dinner.    By the time we finished the wine both our diapers were wet.   We headed back to the bedroom to clean up and have the inevitable sex.    Laying their afterwards with Cam nestled against me I was thinking, I can live with this. 
    

        After a few minutes Cam got up and wrapped a new diaper around her.    I was thinking she was going to do the same to me but she went to my dresser and came back with one of her panties and slid them up my legs.    We stood up me admiring her body in just a diaper. 
    

        "You look good in those.   You have far too fine legs for boxer shorts," she said. 
    

        We watched TV a bit and then went to bed.    More quick love making and she snuggled and slept in my arm.     I fell asleep too and was wakened in the morning to the smells of Cam cooking breakfast. 
    

        Yes, I was definitely going to be able to live like this. 
    

        EPILOG 
    

        As the summer progressed I got used to spending much of my time at home either in diapers or panties.    It almost always led to fringe benefits.     The idea of Monk's upcoming class with Cam helping me sounded very erotic. 
    

        The one thing I noticed from living with Cam and her excellent cooking was I  was putting on weight.    I decided I needed to hit the gym to counter, so I started leaving the house early every day to get some time in before work.    One evening Cam turned to me. 
    

        "You get dressed and go to the gym every morning?" 
    

        "Yep." 
    

        "And you change into your gym clothes there and exercise and shower and then get dressed and go to work?" 
 
    

        "Yes?" 
 
"Sounds inefficient.    Why don't you just pack your work clothes and head over to the gym already in your workout stuff.   Saves changing twice." 
    

        I had to admit she had a point.   "And if I bring my shaving kit I don't need to shower twice either." 
    

        It was definitely a good idea.    The next morning I got into my workout clothes, packed socks and underwear and my shaving kit in my gym bag and took my pants and shirt for work on a hanger and headed out.   Yes this was definitely a time saver and became my normal routine. 
    

        A few mornings later after my workout and showering I opened my bag to find a note pinned to a pair of boxers I'd not seen before. 
    

        "Hi, I got you this pair of silk boxers which you'll look better in than the ones you've been wearing.   Love, Cam." 
    

        What could I do.    I pulled them on and got dressed.    When I got home she ran out and greeted me.     As soon as we were inside she undid my pants.   "Yes, definitely, these look better."    She fondled my crotch and instantly got a rise out of me. 
    

        Over the next few days periodically I'd get new underwear in my gym bag to try.    The next ones were a pair of low rise briefs.    I'd seen others in the locker room with these.  Probably more guys whose girl friends didn't like boxers so I put them on.    Again, that evening Cam inspected them when I came home. 
    

        She rotated the selection along but it was always challenging when a new set was thrown into the mix.   One day a thong was there.    Definitely a mens cut from the ample room in the pouch, but nothing in the back.    With trepidation I looked around the locker room and then pulled them on and my pants. 
    

        The next new pair to show up I recognized as one of her panties.   These I had to adjust my balls a few times to get comfortable in. 
    

        Another interesting arrival was a body suit.  
    

        Then one day the inevitable arrived.    I opened my gym bag to find a diaper.   Again I looked around to make sure that no one was looking and quickly taped it on and got my pants on.    A note under it said "Hi, love.    Spares are in the trunk of your car if you need them, -Cam." 
    

        And each day when I got home, she gleefully inspected the fact that I'd worn her assigned underwear for the day.   More often than not it led to rather prompt sexual activity.   Yes, I could definitely live this way. 
    

[willnotwill]

Thank you!    That's more than I have.   Looks pretty complete.    I'll clean it up.   I was thinking of working on the sequel that I left open at the end.

[Yay hi]

Hey, I’m new here. I am looking for a story that I read a long time ago, and I am not sure where I read it. It was about a boy who was regressed by his aunt (I think) and moved in with his aunt’s kid (can’t remember if it’s a boy or a girl). Eventually, he gets used to being treated like a baby and starts to act like one. The story is really old so this is the best summary I can give. Any help would be appreciated. 

[diddldum]

Dear Yay hi,

I don't know if I found your story. If the attached

story is not the one you searched you are allowed

to eat one big easter egg additionally....

                                                          Happy Easter!

                                                        Sincerely yours

                                                                           Diddldum

TRICKED INTO NAPPIES - by Billy Blaze.rtf

[gmfirebird]

hello I am looking for an old story, I think it is called Terrys Summer Vacation or somthing along those lines. I searched it but could not find it. it is about a girl that babysits her neighbors children but fantasizes about being a baby herself and when the childrens mother finds out she helos her fulfil her fantasies. But then her own mother finds out and as punnishment turns her into the baby she wants to be and takes her shopping at the mall and even has a baby photo shoot for her. If anybody has a copy or a link to this stry it would be great, again i am not sure if i have the correct title or not

[bje]

1 hour ago, gmfirebird said:

hello I am looking for an old story, I think it is called Terrys Summer Vacation or somthing along those lines. I searched it but could not find it. it is about a girl that babysits her neighbors children but fantasizes about being a baby herself and when the childrens mother finds out she helos her fulfil her fantasies. But then her own mother finds out and as punnishment turns her into the baby she wants to be and takes her shopping at the mall and even has a baby photo shoot for her. If anybody has a copy or a link to this stry it would be great, again i am not sure if i have the correct title or not

Hello! You may think of the story "Tara's Perfect Summer". It can be found at abdlstoryforum.info at https://forums.abdlstoryforum.info/t/taras-perfect-summer-by-baby-tj/5211.

[AbyMatt]

I'm looking for a story about a girl that just graduated high school and had applied for college. Her parents baby her at home but they let her wear grown-up clothes to meet her friends. She gets a rejection letter from college. Her parents find out and decide since she isn't going to college she will become their full-time baby and they revoke her big girl privileges. 

[Babyjustin25]

I need help looking for a story where the husband cheated her wife and was hypnotized and regress into acting like a baby... The couple are millionaire and has businesses.. I remember the wife has a baby items business and when the husband listened into a toy music he was slowly regressed mentally....  I dont recall the title im so sorry.... 

[gmfirebird]

im looking for a couple stories, the first is Vacation by Becky, it is where a husband and wife go on vacation together the wife pretends to be his 15 year old saughter instead. the second is about a woman that is suppposed to be a bridesmaid art her friends wedding but intead is regressed to be a schoolgirl and flowergirl and eventually into diapers. Also any other stories like this would be great

[diaperkid1989]

IDK where I read the story and this is the only thing I know is its about an angel has to use diapers and that she kept on getting hit with rocks, threats and stuff from humans in the town that she lives in all because she is an angel and gets forced out of the one town where she lived

[Windelbaby]

11 hours ago, gmfirebird said:

im looking for a couple stories, the first is Vacation by Becky, it is where a husband and wife go on vacation together the wife pretends to be his 15 year old saughter instead. the second is about a woman that is suppposed to be a bridesmaid art her friends wedding but intead is regressed to be a schoolgirl and flowergirl and eventually into diapers. Also any other stories like this would be great

https://misadventuresofashlie.blogspot.com/2013/08/the-flower-girl.html?m=1

Here is a Story with a flower girl

[jfix76]

38 minutes ago, Windelbaby said:

https://misadventuresofashlie.blogspot.com/2013/08/the-flower-girl.html?m=1

Here is a Story with a flower girl

Not sure, but I recall that the story really started with this one

Daring Diane: Flower Girl (daring-diane.blogspot.com)

 

[Windelbaby]

12 hours ago, jfix76 said:

Not sure, but I recall that the story really started with this one

Daring Diane: Flower Girl (daring-diane.blogspot.com)

 

It's the same story I read both of them I just wanted to help him.

[Hawkx1]

Does anybody have the rest of the chapters from chapter 14 onwards of "Community College" by Fulldiaper it looks like it was a casualty of the big forum glitch we had a year or so ago (i.e just the title and a paragraph then nothing)

[diddldum]

Dear Hawkx1,

why should I give you only Chapters 14-16 - I think 

other members are interested in this story too. I wish

you all a nice rest of Sunday and a happy reading!

 

                                   Sincerely yours

                                        Diddldum

                                        

FULLDIAPER - Community College 01-16.rtf

[Hawkx1]

10 hours ago, diddldum said:

Dear Hawkx1,

why should I give you only Chapters 14-16 - I think 

other members are interested in this story too. I wish

you all a nice rest of Sunday and a happy reading!

 

                                   Sincerely yours

                                        Diddldum

                                        

FULLDIAPER - Community College 01-16.rtf 112.86 kB · 10 downloads

Well Chapter 1-13 are in perfectly fine condition at

It's only 14 to apparently 16 that got the bug axe

[Kaylaindiapers]

Diaper dominated can’t find it but that’s the name of it...

Thanks 

[diddldum]

Dear Kaylaindiapers,

you write 'Diaper dominated" is the name of your searched 

story. What about 'Diapered and dominated'. You can find

this story on Amazon and Goodreads...

                                       Much luck!

                                        Diddldum

[Neversaynopanda]

Hey all, I'm looking for a story about an american foreign exchange student who trying to help a friend out in korea gets himself turned into a baby after wishing into a well. if anyone knows where I can find it I'd be very appreciative if you could let me know thanks!.

 

[Kaylaindiapers]

diddldum sorry that’s not it...

The story is called diaper dominated I know the one you’re talking about but sadly that’s not it..

This story is about a young guy and his girlfriend going to her moms house and he’s always whining about Something and he has an accident so they get to her moms house and she changes him and it keeps getting worse from there.. One of her moms best friends daughter ends up changing him at the mall and then later on his girlfriend is going out on a date while her mom babysits him.. 

It’s a really good story and a long one too it hits a lot of buttons!  

 

[diddldum]

Dear Kaylaindiapers,

thank you very much for your detailed description.

Let's try to find it with this new knowledge. Do you

perhaps remember a prename of an acting person?

                                  With best wishes

                                        Diddldum