Fantasy that popped into my head in the wee hours of the morning…
You and your CG are on vacation. You have been 24/7 for weeks, with a strict no-potty rule: you go as soon as you have to go. Now you’re at the hotel and getting ready to head down to the beach. You pull your swimsuit out with a little bit of relief: at least you get a short reprieve from diapers and having to go the second you get the feeling.
As you are pulling your suit up your CG walks in with a small pull-up you have never seen before, pulled straight out of their swim bag.
“Sweetheart, you can’t just wear a swimsuit silly! What happens when you go?”
“But… I can’t wear a… diaper… in the water!”
“Not a big diaper, of course, but we also can’t have you unprotected!” Your CG unfolds a thin, papery pull-up.
“But… it’s going to swell up under my swimsuit and drip everywhere as soon as I get in the water!”
“These are swim diapers, silly! They only hold just enough pee to make sure you can get from the room to the beach without leaving a trail. Everything else goes right through them!”
“Then… what is it for? If I’m just supposed to hold it while we are there, why do I need a swim diaper?”
“Oh, you’re not going to hold it, little thing! That time of your life is over for good. When you wet, it’s just going to stream down your legs, just like the water from the ocean does.”
“Well… then… is it for….”
“Yep! When you poop, it’s going to stay right where it should. And when I notice I’ll get you changed!”
“You mean… if I have to… go… I still have to go in my swimsuit?”
“Of course you do! This is how things are now; you go as soon as you have to… no matter what or when. And, I happen to know you haven’t gone today, so what kind of caregiver would I be to just put you in a swimsuit?”
45 minutes later, your CG spots you in the sand. You are digging a hole to nowhere, and you stand and face them, looking kind of surprised and unsure. Your CG gives you a warm, accepting smile. Without flinching they watch as you slightly hunch and bend your knees, holding your shovel to your chest. Pee streams through your diaper and swimsuit and down your legs. They keep watching with curiosity as you don’t stand up as the pee stops but squat a little further. They watch you with your eyes closed, as they know you are filling the back of your swim diaper.
You finish pushing and stand up, touching the back of your swimsuit and looking at them longingly. They put down their book and come over to you to see the back of your suit.
“Looks like maybe it’s time to head inside for a couple of minutes, huh?”
“That’s OK, if you want to come back and keep digging, we can just change you in the bathroom and you can come straight back. I have plenty of swim diapers left for the week.”
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