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Sneaky pic from the plane🤭
New crib🏠 Same crinkles
pull up peeking thru sweatpants is a type of lingerie imo
something’s a lil stinky in here 🥺
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Guess who just messed their diaper for the first time… 🫣
Diapered DIY
“play dead” as a sex command
"forced" this "cnc" that. come on, i know you want to say the real word. come on, say it to me
🚫Potty till sunrise?🙅♂️
✅Party till sunrise🙂↕️
I crinkle when I dance
Would u party with a diaper boy?
...this is how everyone's day starts, right?
woke up like dis
Storypost - Sarah's Game: Part 4 (final part for now)
Sarah was saying something from outside the door but in my panicked state I couldn't make out a single word of it. I couldn't think or even stand up straight as my stomach emptied itself into my diaper. I could feel every gross squishy detail of what was happening as the diaper bulged and hung suddenly heavier on my hips. Equally as fast as the mess spread and filled every open space in the back of the diaper, burning hot redness spread across my face until even my ears were flush with red hot embarrassment. As I gathered myself and stood up straight, I became acutely aware of the front of my diaper. I had spent so long daydreaming about what sex with Sarah would feel like. Yet instead of that, my cock was firmly pressed against the dry crinkly padding in the front of this diaper, which was now pressing tighter due to the backside being filled out so completely the plastic was pulled so taut that all the little wrinkles and folds had disappeared from the plastic. I don't know if it was because I was thinking of what the sex I'd never get to have with Sarah would be like or if it was just the way the diaper was being pulled against my cock but for a brief moment it started throbbing and growing, pressing harder against the padding taped against it. This must have been some involuntary response to the softness of the padding touching me there, but still this only made everything I was feeling even worse. What if Sarah opened the door and saw that I was fully aroused for some reason?? All it would take is one quick glance at the front my diaper because the outline was clear as day, stretching up to the top tapes and pulling the plastic tight around it. The embarrassment I was feeling in this moment was unlike anything I'd felt before. The redness in my face and ears felt more like a sunburn than blushing and now with the development in the front of my diaper, my chest was burning hot with humiliation and adrenaline from the anxiety of how the rest of this situation would unfold.
"Hey Cody?" Sarah asked gently. "How's it going in there?"
"Uhh I still have to go really bad" I said, not knowing what to do. What if I told her I had an accident and she just opened the door? I'd given up on sex with her but I still couldn't let her see me like this. Maybe I could get her to leave the door and go back to the couch by the fireplace and then I could figure out how to sneak past her to the bathroom to clean up. "Yeah I actually think the worst of the cramps have passed and I'll be able to make it the rest of the 15 minutes". Trying my best to keep the flirty sexy energy from earlier in the night, which now felt like an eternity ago, I said "You can unlock the door and I won't come out till the time is up! I got nervous because of the cramps earlier but I'm back on board".
She giggled again and said "Okay good, tonight is going to be such a special night". There was some jiggling of the doorknob which sent a wave of fear through my body. I froze as I stood there listening. The rattling ended with a clunking noise and then after a brief pause she said "don't make me regret unlocking this, it be such a shame if we couldn't hang out any more because you broke the rules of our adventurous little game". The sultry tone in her voice gave me hope that maybe I could pull this off after all. I could run to the bathroom because she already knows I have to go, shower off like I'd want to after an enema anyway, and then maybe I could actually pretend I won our bet and get lucky tonight.
"Don't worry I wouldn't do that" I reassured her, anxiously waiting for her to walk away.
"Oh just one more thing" said Sarah. "…Are you sure you didn't just have an accident?"
I stood there speechless for a second before responding "What? Yeah" I laughed. I was panicking now. I felt like I'd been caught but my only chance was to play it cool. "Don't be silly"
"Well you seem awfully calm all the sudden" Sarah said knowingly.
"Yeah the cramps have really calmed down, that's why I told you to wait out there for me to join you for tonight's real games. And not this silly diaper stuff, the sexy stuff we've been talking about all night" I said confidently.
"I heard some noises a minute ago that make me think I should come in there and double check" teased Sarah.
"NO" I said suspiciously firmly. Then calmly trying to play of the "no" I'd just shouted "I don't want you seeing me in this stupid diaper again". I was mortified. Noises?? I was so caught up in the moment I didn't even think about that. She could have been standing just a foot away from me on the other side of the door which would be plenty close to hear something. I was racking my brain but I think the nerves had shut my ears off during the whole ordeal. I couldn't handle thinking about which noises she might be referring to.
I was so panicked thinking about her coming through the door that my hands reflexively grabbed at the back of my diaper, as if I could hide it from sight or something. The second my hands made contact, the mess inside squished against me causing my hands to instantly recoil. I stepped away as if that might somehow help, but any movement just moved the mess around, seemingly spreading it around the inside of the diaper. Finally I just froze, cheeks and chest still burning with embarrassment.
"Uhh huhh" crooned Sarah. "I'm sure those sounds were toootally unrelated to you." The sarcasm was heavy. Then in a flirty teasing voice Sarah said as though she hadn't been thinking this the whole time "I think… I think I'm gonna come in and have a look around… Just to be sure"
The doorknob started turning as I stood there frozen, feeling like my legs were fixed in place now full of cement.
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This'll be the last part for a little while, hopefully I'll have time to continue this story at some point. Thanks for reading:)
❤︎Such A Tingly Little Girl ❤︎
Storytime - Sarah’s Game: Part 3
The jiggling of the locked door handle prompted another bout of giggles from Sarah along with her saying "Aww I think we've had too much fun hanging out to let you call of the bet and stop seeing each other completely..."
This was it, there was no time to negotiate with Sarah's stall tactics. I faced the door, widened my stance, and I was just going to have to pull as hard as I could on the handle and hope something broke. Who knows how she locked it from the outside and maybe I could at least break whatever contraption she was using. It was an older house, so maybe the trim or something would buckle.
Maybe I was completely delusional thinking any of this was possible, but we never got to find out. As soon as I tried to apply any force, a cramp stronger than anything I'd felt yet grabbed ahold of my midsection causing me to start doubling over. My strength disappeared, the upper half of my body lurched towards the door, and my knees started buckling.
"Ah-oh God!" I uttered reflexively. I'd never had this kind of accident before but this couldn't be a good sign. Every fiber of my being was now donating it's strength to fighting for control of my bowels, apparently so much so, that I was losing control of the ability to stand up straight or pull on a doorknob - or even hold onto it for that matter. Time was moving so slowly because by this point my adrenaline was pumping, possibly being responsible for my shaky hands. I was finally beginning to think that these may be the final milliseconds I lived as an adult who doesn't know what it's like to shit themself in an adult diaper. As my body was failing me, my mind was racing. "Oh no" I thought to myself, "It's not going to touch me is it?? Surely the diaper absorbs it somehow or that there's enough room inside that nothing would touch my skin. Surely the manufacturers have thought of all this." My thoughts tried to reassure me as the knot in my stomach constricted.
I started to understand the reality of my situation. Even if Sarah unlocked the door, I don't know if my hands retained the strength or coordination to open it. Even if she opened it for me, any attempted movement would surely spell disaster. However; maybe assigning the blame for disaster on my theoretical actions or movements was purely a thought experiment. Standing still, acquiescing to the trembling weakness washing over me, the constricting forces in my stomach were about to push everything out regardless of what I wanted to happen.
This was it. Despite all my efforts, I could feel things moving an rushing through me; my own body betraying me with involuntary contractions. I braced myself against the door and found the strength in my legs to keep myself standing. It doesn't matter much given the grossness of what was about to happen, but I was fighting for control of any part of the situation in the last moments of wearing a dry, clean diaper as Sarah stood in her lingerie just on the other side of the door.