Daddy and I have a tradition of going to the Christmas market every year in the city where we had our first date back then. Of course, I’m always wrapped up nice and thick in a diaper for this, because a thick diaper doesn’t stand out under a thick winter coat. Last year, though, it was a little different. The diaper I got was even a little thicker than usual. Daddy got me dressed, and when I stood up, I waddled more than I walked because it was so thick. I wanted to complain, but Daddy immediately said that’s just how it has to be and that it’s okay if I waddle. Just before we left the hotel room, I took my pacifier out of my mouth. Daddy grabbed it right away and put it back in my mouth. He then grabbed a protection mask and pulled it over the pacifier, telling me that the pacifier would stay in my mouth just like at home and could only be taken out for eating and drinking at the Christmas market. Since it was the big Rearz pacifier of course, the mask barely covered it. I was about to cry because I didn’t want to wear the pacifier and didn’t know how to take it out of my mouth without anyone noticing. But Daddy wouldn’t change his mind and said the pacifier had to stay in my mouth and that no one would see it for sure. And even if they did, we don’t know that person, so it’s not that big of a deal. On our way to the Christmas market, we first strolled through town and stopped by a few stores. Things got pretty awkward when a saleswoman in one store asked if she could help me, and I couldn’t answer because no one would have understood a word with the pacifier in my mouth. I just shook my head, feeling quite embarrassed. Even on the way to the Christmas market, I noticed a slight pain in my stomach, but I didn’t think much of it. When we finally got to the Christmas market, Daddy bought me a hot cocoa, and it was quite a challenge to take out my pacifier quickly and discreetly. I’m not sure if someone noticed after all. From then on, my tummy started acting up a bit more. I realized I really had to relieve myself. But I was afraid someone would notice. I started getting a little fussy and tried desperately to hold it in. After the hot cocoa, we wanted to get something to eat. Daddy put my pacifier back in my mouth in a quiet corner, pulled the mask over it, and said it would stay in until we ate. While standing in line at a food stand, I realized that the cramps were getting worse and worse and I couldn’t hold it in anymore. Right in the middle of all the people, I completely messed myself. My diaper was already so thick, and then it got really full, too. I was sucking really hard on my pacifier while I was filling my diaper. I had tears in my eyes, and that was the only way I could calm myself down a little. Whether anyone else could see me sucking so hard didn't matter at all in that moment. Daddy looked at me and asked if everything was okay, but I just nodded and didn’t say anything. We then spent a really nice evening at the Christmas market, during which I wore the very full and thick diaper the whole time. The more tired I got, the more cranky I became, so Daddy said we should head back now and that it would be bedtime soon. When we got back to the hotel, Daddy undressed me and asked right away if I’d filled my diaper. I didn’t say anything because it was so embarrassing. Daddy then said that while we were waiting in line for the food, he’d thought I had a filled diaper because I was making exactly the same face I always make when I involuntarily fill my diaper. Changing my diaper took longer than usual because it was really full and the mess had spread everywhere. Then I got a fresh diaper and a bottle. After that, Daddy read me a bedtime story and told me that babies who filled their diapers now had to go to sleep.
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