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By cute little kokiri girl · Posted
They were helped into three especially made high chairs and the girls tied bibs around their necks. They started feeding them some babyfood, which wasn't an easy task. Katie, Zac, and Tali made it impossible for the girls to feed them properly. They even started a food fight at some point, using their teaspoons as catapults in order to toss the baby food at each other and the girls. Tali loaded a large amount of food on her teaspoon and aimed at Tracy. Tracy saw that one coming and ducked at the last moment, it hit a buxom african-american who was dining serenely until that moment. "I didn't mean to hit her", said Tali, talking to the camera later in the lobby. "It was preety funny though, with the gooey stuff all over her face". "Ok, this has gone WAY too far!",the black woman said. (author's note: to those of you who don't understand what's going on, what the crowd at the ricky lake show was watching at that moment, are footage switches from what actually happened to Tali's version a little later) She got up, wiped her face and walked to Tracy. "Older than you or not, you should warm up her behind!". Everyone but the woman and Tali (who noticed she meant business) laughed at this. "I'm serious", the woman said, "I swear, if you don't spank her, I WILL! RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW!!!", Tali, upon hearing this, got up from her high chair and ran outside as fast as she could to the laughter of Zac, who was obviously enjoying this more than everyone. (Camera switch) "And that bastard was screaming 'SPANK HER!!! SPANK HER!!!'", said Tali, referring to Zac. "I swear, as soon as I... THERE HE IS!", she said as the camera focused on Zac getting out from the dining room. "Wait 'till I get my hands on you, you little...", Tali yelled, chasing him all around the lobby, the skirt of her dress flew up and her panties and diapers were completely visable to everyone at the lobby. The camera focused at the chase. Zac was running away as fast as he could, but Tali was faster. She caught him eventually, she tackled him and started tickling him. Katie joind in as well. "STOP!!! STOP!!!", he laughed. However, they didn't stop until he soaked his diapers. Later that night, at 10:30 PM to be exact, Melissa, Michelle and Tracy dozed off, slumbering peacefully, tired from all the exhausting work they did during the day. However, the "babies" weren't tired at all. They showered and put their normal clothes back on, although they were still in diapers, adhering by the rules. "Well Ricky", said Katie, talking to the camera as the three of them walked in the lobby, "Our 'mommies' are upstairs, snoring their heads off... And now it's our turn to have FUN! what do you guys wanna do?", she asked. "Let's go grab a bite...", said Zac, "I'm starving!". "What's the matter?", Katie asked him in a baby-talk, "The little baby didn't enjoy his din-din?". "Well, most of it ended on our bibs anyway, or in SOME cases, on an innocent lady's face...". Zac and Katie laughed. "Would you guys just let it go?", Tali asked, laughing a little herself. "I swear if she had laid a finger on my behind, I would have torn her apart". Zac and Katie laughed at this. "What?", Tali said, "I think I can take her". "Yeah, sure you can", he said, "That's why you ran out of the dininroom like a frightened cat...". "Ok, so maby I can't...", Tali said, hitting Zac's side with her elbow, "But I can still take YOU out, so I'd shut up if I were you...". They all laughed. They headed into an Italian restaurant which was located at the entrance floor. After they finished their meals, it was time for desert. They ordered some ice-cream and three extra-large milkshakes, they had their mind set on drinking a huge amount of liquids so that their diapers would be wet and thus, having the girls to change them at the middle of the night. "Here's to the Ricky Lake show!", Katie said, making the toast. They had a really good time, watching a movie, playing at the arcade, etc. Later they went to the hotel's health club where they enjoyed a sauna, a hot tub, and a massage. It wasn't until almost 3 AM when they came back to their rooms, trying to wake up the girls to change them. The camera followed their every move. Michelle, Tracy and Melissa got up eventually, and started the somewhat unpleasing procedure of changing their "babies" diapers (the late hour making it even more unpleasant). Each at a time, Tali, Katie and Zac got up on the changing table and got their diapers changed (Zac was last because he had to put on a special non-opaque skin colored briefs in order to conceal his manhood). Tali was first. Tracy removed her sodden diaper and threw it to a nearby pail. She carefully, yet thoroughly wiped Tali's croth area with baby wipes. She turned her over and wiped her behind. She sprinkled some baby powder on her behind and front, smiling a little. She never diapered anyone older than 8, better yet older than herself. Tali smiled back, Tracy was really good at this, she thought. She seems so caring and cute, she would make a very good mother some day. Tali almost felt sorry for her... ALMOST, she smiled again. Tracy pulled the diaper over her crotch and taped it tightly, then helped her into some pink footed pajamas. Tali couldn't help but giggle when Tracy got up, swinged a little from side to side as she walked, finally falling onto her comfy bed, dozing off as soon as her head hit the pillow. Tali climbed into her crib and cuddled with a blanket, sucking on her pacifier as she drifted off to sleep with a content smile on her face. She couldn't wait for the morning to come. Katie and Zac, however, had other plans. They kept waking Michelle an Melissa, asking for their bottles, pacifiers, even to "scare the monsters hiding in the closet away". Upon hearing the latter, Michelle thought she was close to having a nervous breakdown. She stomped her foot to the floor, having a tantrum like a bratty little child. "IT'S NOT FAIR!!! YOU'RE ONLY DOING IT ON PURPOSE!!!". Zac, Katie, and even Melissa laughed at this. Luckily, the cameraman has been there and caught all the action. The morning came. Tali was desperately trying to wake up Tracy, when she gave up trying, she diapered herself and got dressed in a short red cotton dress with frills all over. Michelle, however, got up quickly, she was still aware about her behavior only a few hours ago and was determined to show everyone she could still be treated like an adult. She changed Zac and got him diapered and dressed for the day. Melissa did the same with Katie. Melissa, Michelle, Zac, and Katie were at the dining room, wondering where Tali and Tracy are. Tali soon came into the dining room, CARRYING Tracy in her hands. Tracy was still dressed in the clothes she slept in. She looked only half awake and her hair was a mess. The four of them laughed when they saw this. "Fancy having your baby carry you around like that...", Michelle teased Tracy, "I don't really think you're ready for having your own baby!". "You should talk!", said Zac, "Remember that childish tantrum you threw last night?" Michelle blushed. The rest of the week was very much like the first 24 hours, with Zac, Katie, and Tali being the brattiest little tykes they can, making the girls go crazy. The footage ended and the crowd applaud. "Well, come on, I'm sure it wasn't THAT bad", Ricky said laughing. "You should have been there yourself...", said Tracy, "You better hope that Millo (Ricky's baby) won't turn out to be a brat like these three...". Ricky laughed. "I hope that he wouldn't need still diapers when he'll be 17", Ricky said. The crowd laughed at this. "So, do you guys still want to become mothers?", Ricky asked the 15 year olds. She already knew what their answer would be, it was written all over their faces from day one. "NO WAY!!!", they all said at the same time. "I'm, like, never gonna have a baby before I'm 30 years old!", Tracy said. "I don't want a baby EVER", Michelle said. "It's true Ricky", said her mother. "She can't stand babies now. The other day we were watching a TV show and there was this scene in which a baby cried, and she just got up and turned the TV off". "Well, you guys seem to had a great effect on our young girls here. You are very good actors indeed, thank you very much", Ricky said to Katie, Zac, and Tali. "Thank YOU Ricky", said Katie, "It has been our pleasure". The crowd applaud and Ricky Lake gave her closing statement. "Sometimes, young teenaged girls feel that something is missing in their lives and want to fill that gap with a baby of their own. However, being a young mother isn't a garden full of roses. Mixing motherhood and studies isn't an easy task. those young girls should think about their future. If they give it a little more thought I'm sure they'll figure out by themselves that the best thing to do is putting it off until they're adults and thus capable of starting a family with a person they really love. Thank you very much for watching us, I'll see you next week". The Ricky Lake theme started playing and the credits rolled over the screen. The crowd applaud (Tali and Katie even did the "Go Ricky" dance they did at the tape. This time, with Zac joining in as well) as Ricky walked over to each person at the panel, shaking his or hers hand and exchanging a few words with them. EPILOGUE Tali, Zac, and Katie got out of the studio building and walked down the street. "You know what's the funniest thing?", Katie said, "Those girls thinking that wearing diapers would deter us. If they'd only known that's what got us to volunteer to that whole thing in the first place". "Yeah", Tali said. "You know, Zac, how did you manage to... er... you know, not getting excited during your diaper changes?". "What, didn't you see him entering the bathroom when his diapers were wet, staying in there for like 20 or so minutes and then coming back with a stupid smile on his face?", Katie said. She was just teasing him of course, she knew he was taking soda pills during that week. "I DID NOT!", he said. They all laughed again, remembering what he said on their first day at the Plaza. "You know", said Zac, putting one arm around Katie and the other one around Tali, "I think it's the start of a wonderful friendship" THE END -
TLDR: Nothing happened, it didn’t matter. You may recall that some weeks ago I was referred for an angiogram after “failing” one of my routine cardiology checks. After much fretting and soul-searching I’d girded my (padded) loins and decided to head off to our local hospital (where the procedure was to take place) wearing a nappy, eschewing my usual practice of squibbing out and finding an old/embarrassing pair of underpants. As it turns out, wearing a nappy to a CT Angiogram is a complete non-event. This is the lesson of the week and possibly the only useful fact provided by this update 🤣 It was at best kind of a nappy. I wore a Tena pro-skin pull-up under sober black compression pants. The idea here was that firstly, it might withstand a casual glance without revealing its true identity (kind of like Clark Kent but for underwear) and secondly, if I had to remove-and-replace everything, I could non-destructively do so. As it happens I wasted a pull-up. I could have used a proper tape-on nappy and plastic pants and nothing would have happened. I believe I’d confused the MRI scanner with the simpler orbital x-ray device used in computed tomography. The former involves ridiculously strong magnetic fields with massive associated ferro-magnetic risk mitigated by all sorts of stripping. The latter involves removing my shirt to allow ECG leads to be fitted. Even this was only to enable the CT scanner to “pace” its image capture with where my heart was in its beating cycle: kind of like freeze frame but for live meat. Even the intra-venous cannula was inserted into a vein at my inner elbow and not, as I had somehow conflated with my numerous cath-lab procedures, a vein at my inner thigh. “You may feel like you’re wetting your pants” the technician warned me as she loaded up the iodline-based contrast dye syringe ready for injection during the x-ray scan. I suppose I could have told her that I had dressed for just such an occasion but discretion prevailed. She’s right though. I have the iodine contrast infusion before so I knew what to expect. You might imagine that iodine introduced into a vein would take some period of time to work its way around the body but in fact it only takes a few seconds. Apart from the distinctive metallic taste that mysteriously appears in ones mouth, a rather startling burst of warmth appears at your groin. This is to do with blood vessel dilation and a resultant rush of warm blood to the vessels below the skin there. To a seasoned, veteran pants-wetter such as myself I could tell that the physical sensations did not fully align with having a pee in your pants but I could see how a nervous patient might panic. There are some similarities. I was in fact dry. Apart from the fact that I didn’t really trust my pull up, one of the laundry list of “prerequisites” for this test was fasting for 2 hours prior. Since I arrived at 8am, I’d had nothing to eat or drink and was slightly dehydrated. This had also afforded the health care professional attempting to cannulate me the opportunity to “tut tut” and dig around in my arm with a needle for a while trying to find a shrivelled vein. And so the test ensued: laying flat on a motorised table being repeatedly remote-control inserted into and out-of the hole of a giant plastic-and-metal doughnut whilst a robotic voice told me to hold my breath or breath. The brief flush of pants-wetting-and-iron-filings-taste sensations and we were done. In any case, after the mandatory “let’s wait a bit to see if he keels over” came the similarly mandatory “can we please have your credit card” and I was on my way. Fun fact: I’m never truly dry even when I think I am. There always seems to be a small damp patch at “ground zero”. I’ve no idea when it happens. It’s never more than a few drops or a teaspoon but some kind of leakage is going on. I’d never need a nappy for it. A tiny pad would suffice but it’s an odd thing. I wet my pull up properly on the way home due to a sudden bout of urgency. There wasn’t really much pee and so it held ok which was good news for my new car’s seat. I changed out of it into something more substantial when I got back home. Nothing about the soggy sensations from my nether regions had me confident in its ability to withstand further usage. And the angiogram results? No cardiac land mine is presently embedded in my chest (there was a 2% chance that I would not be allowed to stand up from the scan table, instead to be trollied through the tunnel under the road to the large teaching hospital to which the radiology clinic was attached). The artefacts observed that triggered this scan remain one of the mysteries of a heart that has been messed around with a few too many times by surgeons. In the absence of any spectacular symptoms, the strategy going forward is one of watchful waiting. Anyway, zero nappy bravery points for this exercise. -
Magda : I didn’t understand the whole sentence but noticed the change in her attitude. She apparently agreed to the diaper idea and asked me about diapers. “Oui, J’ai” I nodded and assembled a short and simple sentence and left for the pantry where I had put them. Fortunately, nobody noticed me, even if I knew it would be hard to hide the diapers sooner or later. I also suspected Milan knew about her accidents already. I returned to the guest room and passed the diapers to her. I wasn’t sure if she would allow me to assist. -
By astrodiaper · Posted
Very True! Lincoln (My favorite venue out here. Got to see Kotton Mouth Kings, Stitched Up Heart, Drowning Pool, etc... there.)
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