Goodnitecap

Pics and stories about people who need some protection in their lives. 20-something switch in FL, down to chat if u want, will take requests, 18+ All celebrity pics and stories are obviously fake -If you put a request in my asks come off anon if u want some input into the final pic

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Table of contents

I got tired of linking things in posts so I made this to make it easier for readers to find my other posts and so I don't need to link 5 posts every time I come out with a new chapter.

Journey into the Goodnite Zone:

volume 1, volume 2, volume 3, volume 4, volume 5

Diaper Day

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6

Will Mei? Won’t Mei?

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5

Celebrity Edits/Stories:

Ariana Grande 1, Ariana Grande 2, Ariana Grande 3, Ariana Grande 4, Ariana Grande 5

Lily Collins 1, Lily Collins 2

Natalia Dyer

Ana De Armas

Maisie Williams

Maddie Ziegler

Pokimane

Zendaya 1, Zendaya 2

Natalie Portman

Selena Gomez

Buffy the vampire slayer

Emma Watson 1, Emma Watson 2

Coi Leray

Buzzfeed 1, Buzzfeed 2, Buzzfeed 3, Buzzfeed 4, Buzzfeed 5

Olivia Rodrigo 1, Olivia Rodrigo 2

Kendall Jenner

Assorted models

Zoë Kravitz

Riley Reid

Clairo

K-pop, k-pop 2

Dixie D’Amelio

Bella Poarch

Sports illustrated

Early 2000s celebs

Audrey Hepburn

Nathalie Emmanuel

VH 1

Jenna Ortega

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Update: I have source pictures picked out and a good start on the story for my next post. Not sure when it’ll be out, just wanted to post this to have some self accountability so I don’t abandon it halfway through.

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Major shout out to the anon who found this on the wayback machine! Cool to have it back!

Journeys into the Goodnite Zone Volume 1

Amanda had just finished breakfast, she had eaten her granola and fruit and sipped her coffee while sitting in the kitchen still in her PJs. Her PJs consisted of nothing but a loose fitting tank top and her nighttime diaper, the latter of which was swollen and yellowed by a series of accidents the prior night, both while she was asleep and while she was awake. She paused once while eating the stretch and yawn, she then instinctively gave her diaper a press to see how wet it was before emptying the remaing contents of her bladder into it as if it was second nature. As she got up to put her dishes away she felt that her diaper was now noticeably sagging, and gave it a quick tug upward before waddling back to her bedroom. Once back she pulled out the portable changing mat from under her bed and layed it out on top, she lied on her back and preceded to untape the saturated diaper. She wiped herself off and sat up, she glanced at the clock and realized she had to hurry up and finish getting ready for class. She tossed the used diaper into her diaper genie and picked out an a cute sweater/dress combo for school that day. Now she was was just finishing off her outfit by sliding a pull-up into place securely around her hips. She hoped that she could make it to the toilet today, but she knew that she’d need to bring 2 or 3 extra pull-ups to campus with her, as she’d likely need them.

Now you may be thinking why is this attractive looking 19 year old girl still wearing diapers and training pants? Is it a fetish? Is she incontinent or something? The answer to this question is a bit….well… stranger than you may expect, because Amanda doesn’t live in our reality, rather she lives in one very close to ours but different in one key way. In Amanda’s reality, the muscles humans use to control their bladders and bowls don’t develop to a point where humans are capable of “training” them until they reach puberty. Any attempt to potty train a child before age 11-12 will almost certainly be in vain unless they are a very fast developer. As in our world boys and girls go through puberty differently, most boys are able to master daytime control between the ages of 13-16 and nearly all graduate highschool in underwear (at least during the day.) Girls on the other hand typically take a bit longer to train, especially with bladder control. Some girls are able to train early like boys, but an average girl will probably gain close to full daytime control between the ages of 20-23, with it not being rare to see women as old as 26 or 27 starting their professional careers in training pants. Also as in our world, it isn’t uncommon to have difficulty with nighttime training for significant amounts of time after they gain daytime control, it’s approximately as common for both men and women to wet the bed into their early 30s as it is for a child of about 10 to wet the bed in our reality. So, now that you know the basics of how this reality works, you can see that Amanda, the 19 year old college student with the toilet training of a 3 year old in our reality, is actually quite average here.

I realize now you may be asking how I learned all this, and I know I’m gonna sound crazy when I say this, but I’m able to talk to Amanda. How we met and learned to communicate across realities is it’s own complicated story for another time, even we don’t really fully understand it, but long story short we are able to communicate using our cell phones across realities, we can text, call each other, video chat, etc. Pretty quickly after the initial surprise wore off, as an anthropology major in college, I realized this was quite an opportunity to study the interesting cultural differences between people in her reality and ours. While Amanda, as a college biology major, is fascinated by our ability to toilet train ourselves at such a young age. I will periodically be realeasing short profiles documenting the daily behavior and societal norms of people in Amanda’s reality using pictures and info that she sends me, in a series I like to call “Journeys Into the Goodnite Zone.” I know it sounds kinda lame but I’m a fan of the old Twilight Zone show, and I felt the whole profiling a different reality was too big a connection not to make, we’ll see how long that title sticks..But yeah, this was volume 1 and anyways… stay tuned…

Volume 2

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Hi!!!

Wasn’t really expecting it but a bunch of people want me to continue stuff or have been asking if I’m coming back so I wanted to answer some questions and just say thanks for the interest I guess, kinda inspired me to try to make more stuff. I think I’m pretty finished with the celebrity stuff, there’s one more celebrity I really want to do that I haven’t given their own post (see if anyone can guess) that I’ll try to do, and then I’ll probably make some sort of wrap up post for the whole like celebrities in diapers/goodnites ambassador thing. I have more interest in doing other stories. I’ll continue “will mei won’t Mei?” and “diaper day.” I also kinda wanted to continue into the goodnite zone, but unfortunately the first chapter of that was written on a repost of an account that is now deactivated, so the first chapter is gone, kinda bummed me out, don’t think I’ll pick that one back up unless someone happens to have it somehow, but that’s a longshot. Other than that I do have a few more ideas for new stuff. But I really appreciate the interest, if you guys want more stuff, have non-celebrity suggestions for content, please 🙏 feel free to comment or dm me, I’ll definitely be more inspired to make stuff if I feel like people are interested!

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Photoshop is dead, I just made these using google geminis new ai, took me maybe 10 minutes of playing around to get all of these, didn’t even use source images, prompt was literally “make it look like [insert celebrity here] is wearing a diaper” if I used source images or got more specific with the prompt could prob get even better. If it’s this easy now I may start writing again, no guarantees tho. Also it’s brand new, I assume the nsfw filters are only gonna get harder to bypass as time goes on however.

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Will Mei? Won’t Mei?

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Chapter 5

I struggled to contain my emotions as I made my way to my apartment. I finally made it up and opened my door. "Hey!" my roommate and best friend since high school Ella said from the other room, before she came to greet me. Her light tone changed immediately as soon as she saw me, tears pouring from my eyes, mascara all over my face. "Oh my god! What happened?! What did he do to you?!" She exclaimed, running up to try to console me. I closed myself off "nothing" was all I could get out trying to hold in my sobs. I just marched to my room and shut the door. I collapsed on my bed and sobbed. After about 5 minutes I was sobbed out, the emotional peak had died down and I was just kinda numb. I heard a soft knock on the door "can I come in?" Ella asked kindly "Yeah" I replied meekly.

She came and sat beside me in bed and rubbed my back, "what happened? What'd he do? What'd he say? Do I need to like cyber-bully him or is it a more in person face-to-face situation?" "No" I managed a slight giggle while sniffling, "He's great, he's amazing, I'm just stupid" I said "what? He's gaslighting you now? I told you not to see him again" she joked a little "No, it's just like, I don't know! He's cute, he's nice, he's caring and thoughtful, we like the same music and movies, he has a cool job..." "Mei, you're so bad at hook-ups" Ella interrupted "you broke every one of the rules we talked about, you promised to see him again after the first time, you actually followed through on it, and you learned details about his life. What part of anonymous one night stand don't you understand?" "All of it apparently" I said "see and now you're attached. I thought you said he was a dork last week?" She asked "yeah, but he's a cute dork, he's my dork" I said "oh god.. ok what'd he do? What happened? I thought the plan was to just go over there, maybe watch a movie, and let him down easy at some point." She asked "yeah, as soon as I walked in that plan was out the window, after ignoring him all week I gave him like an hour warning and this man still gave so much effort. He had already gotten pizza, he made a big bowl of popcorn, he pushed his couch back and made a little blanket and pillow area for us to watch the movie in, it was really cute." I explained "alright that is pretty cute" Ella admitted. "Immediately I felt awful for ignoring him, he told me this whole thing about how he's sick of being ghosted and randomly being broken up with without warning last week, and then I leave him in the dark after promising I wouldn't? He didn't say anything at the time but I know it must've really hurt him." I said "Mei... if you keep feeling bad for them these men... wait.. you fucked him again didn't you?" I just buried my face in pillow. "Mei!" She exclaimed "how did that happen?!" "Guess" I said, muffled by my pillow. "Well knowing you, you either watched some artsy film that was followed by a deep discussion/ debate involving how the shot composition played into the thematic meaning or some bullshit like that and then that led to it, or you watched a kids movie, pissed yourself, and you did the bratty baby act." Ella guessed "we watched Totoro" I said "I fell asleep on his lap and peed" I admitted. "Mei..." Ella said sounding almost defeated at this point "Don't take this the wrong way, but you're really fucking weird." "I know, he really liked it though!" I admitted.

"Ok fine, but what happened this morning? catch me up to you coming home crying" Ella asked. "We just went out to brunch at this cute place along the river, I just started thinking about how I just genuinely had no idea what I wanted to do, I realized how compatible we were after last night, and then he let me go through his Spotify in the car and I noticed we liked a lot of the same music, and I found out he's an architect, so he has like a cool artsy job, but then one side of me was scared and hurt and not ready to dive into something new after Marcus, and another side of me was like 'I'm a mess and I ignored this guy for a week and he's still this sweet to me, I don't deserve him.'" I started tearing up again as I explained "and then as he was driving me back he was like 'you've been super quiet and you wet the pull-up you're wearing like a fucking baby what's going on?' So I explained everything, how he was supposed to be a one night stand, how I was scared of starting something new, how I felt guilty for leading him on" I was full on crying again by this point "and he wasn't mad, or upset at me, I mean he was sad, he obviously likes me, but he was just like 'I can't decide that for you, you need to think about it, I'll respect whatever decision you make' and to keep myself from ugly crying in front of him I was just like 'I'll let you know' and got out the car." "Hahaha you are messing with this man's feelings so hard" Ella joked "I know! And I feel terrible!" I yelled "he's right though" Ella responded "you gotta decide... I know you have not had the best luck with either of your past relationships, and despite my best effort to get you to forget about your last one and play the field, you latched onto one of the first guys you found. But I don't know, he seems cute, you seem to have a lot in common, and he seems to accept you as a person so far, which is more than we can say for your other boyfriends..." "but we've only been out twice, I don't know him that well, I didn't know how badly my other relationships would turn out after two dates" I interrupted. "Well you have to think about it.. do you think he'd hurt you later? How much would you regret passing up on him now? Do you think you could just keep going, he's not asking for immediate commitment is he?" Ella asked calmly "no I guess he's not, but I just don't know if I'm ready yet" I said. "Well let me know if I can help, we could do a pro-con list or something, but that's up to you girl" Ella said "I know, I think I just wanna be alone for now..." I said "ok, one thing, you might wanna change your goodnite, I know you said you wet it and you low-key smell like pee" Ella reminded me. "Thanks" I chuckled.

I took off my dress, and stripped down to just my wet goodnite. I looked in the mirror and saw what my parents must've seen everyday until I left their house, an immature little girl who still needed diapers and could never grow up. I squished it, felt it sag, "I belong in these" I thought as I plopped back down in my bed. I should just stay like this, everyone around me learns the truth eventually, I'm just a fucking child in a 25 year old woman's body, might as well advertise it.

My parents knew it. I was a burden on them. That's why I didn't get the allowances my brother did, mine went to paying for my diapers. Sure I knew I couldn't control my bedwetting, or at least I thought I couldn't. But they must've done what they thought was best for me. Every time they screamed and degraded me for wetting the bed, every time I was called "gross" or "disgusting" or "a baby," every time I was asked "what would your friends think if they knew you still wore diapers to bed like a baby!?", every time I had a toy, or phone, or the ability to see my friends taken away because I couldn't stay dry at night, even the times they would hit me. I knew they were frustrated, they were doing their best to raise a girl who couldn't grow up.

Ethan knew it, that's why he went out with me in the first place. He saw the baby I am and loved me for it. He was just trying to get me to stop pretending to be an adult. "Just use your diapers, I think they're cute" He'd say. "Maybe you need to wear them to class too." He recognized. "You can't wear panties anymore, you can't be trusted" he decided for me. "Stop trying to make it to the potty, it's too stressful for you, maybe you need to be back in diapers instead of those pull-ups." He knew, but I thought I knew better "Ethan, you know I like the diaper thing, but I'm also an adult, I don't want this to interfere with my future, plus it's really expensive, I wanna re-potty train" I told him. He was right to be mad, he was right to scream at me, he knew I was a baby and I couldn't accept it. And he was right, that's why I still wet myself during day so often, even 5 years later.

And Marcus, poor Marcus, I lied to him and took advantage of him. He's so mature and grown up and sophisticated, just like I wanted to be. We went to museums and shows, and discussed art and philosophy and history. He's going to be a big lawyer one day, and I wanted to be his sophisticated socialite, artist wife. The only problem is that I couldn't cause I'm a baby. After a year and a half of hiding my goodnites in ziploc bags and taking them back home after spending the night, and wearing sweatpants over them to bed "because I get cold when I sleep" I lied to him, I finally got the courage to tell him the truth. He felt bad for me, he wanted to help. "I'm sure we can fix this together" he assured me. "We can try a bedwetting alarm" he said, didn't work cause im a baby. "We can try prescription medication" he insisted, didn't work cause im a baby. "Maybe you could set an alarm and wake up in the middle of the night to pee" he gave it a final attempt, didn't work cause I'm a baby. Resigned to my fate he tried to make it work "can you put those on after we have sex? I don't wanna see them while we're doing it" he asked "can you go back to wearing sweatpants to bed? I don't accidentally wanna rub up against your diaper" he requested "Can you stop throwing them away at my apartment? it's gross seeing them in my trash." He asked. Then he started studying later in the library, "I need to pass the bar this time, I wanna be sure" he said. Then he realized he couldn't do it anymore, I lied, and even after the secret was out he really tried for me, but it shouldn't have been a surprise when he said he "didn't see a future together" that he had "outgrown" me and that he "needed someone in the same stage in life" as he was. It's good that he moved on quickly, he had pictures with a new girl on Instagram within two weeks.

"You ok? It's been like 3 hours and you've been quiet in there, just wanted to check on you" Ella said kindly through the door. "Not really" I managed to squeak out. She stepped in and saw me still naked lying on my bed apart from now slightly wetter goodnite. "Ok what's the matter?" She chuckled. "I'm a fucking immature baby." I sobbed. "My family knows it, Ethan knows it, Marcus knows it, Aaron will learn and he'll leave to." I told her. "Oh my fucking god" Ella screamed "stop being so mean to yourself." "Your family is more mature than you? Your parents who would rather abuse their daughter than admit she has a fucking minor medical issue? Or your brother? Who was spoiled rotten by your parents, he's still finishing college right? After like 8 years? I'm sure he'll get that community college degree eventually!" She reminded you. "Oh and Ethan" she continued "who, when he wasn't treating you like a little diaper baby sex doll and damaging your bladder control long term, was smoking weed and playing video games in his dorm while you went to class and worked your way through school so you didn't have to deal with your parents BS anymore." She kept going "I thought it was real mature that he'd fucking blow up at you whenever you did anything he didn't like." She took a breath "and Marcus, I'm sorry, I love you, but I was so fucking glad when he broke up with you, he's an entitled, pretentious, trust fund baby. Living such a rich cultural life in his fancy apartment all paid for by Daddy. Did you know that he's gonna be a lawyer? He only mentioned it every 2 minutes. How many times has he taken the bar exam now without passing it? Is it 4 or 5? I lost count, oh it doesn't really matter though, Daddy will give him a job anyways. And the second you failed to fit in the mold of his cute, hot little socialite artsy-fartsy girlfriend, the second he had to actually be a supportive partner, he bailed. Are those the people who are more mature than you? They're more mature than you because what? You have a medical issue that it turns like 5-10% of women suffer with, or cause you have a weird little kink that probably stems from your nightmare of a childhood? Come on!" She finally stopped.

"Thanks for that." I said sniffling. " I just hate hearing you talk like that, I know what you've been through" I just hugged her. "So what's he really like? Aaron?" "He's sweet, he's courteous, he's shy and a little nervous, and a little dorky, he communicates really well though, he's thoughtful..." "do you think he'd hurt you?" Ella asked "I can't know for sure, but he doesn't seem like he would, I know he cares about me, and I've had my walls up, but I haven't really ever felt uncomfortable being myself around him, I've probably hurt him if anything..." I paused "I think I'd regret not getting to know him better if I stopped now" I said. "I'm gonna keep an eye on him" Ella promised. "I think I'll call him, he's probably panicking." "Ok then, glad I could help" she said, and walked back out. Alone in my room again grabbed my phone and called him. He picked up literally immediately "Hey Mei!" he said causally, but I could tell he'd been emotional. "Umm... Aaron" I sniffled "I was wondering if you could come over and help me, my pull-up is really really wet and yucky, and I think I need your help to change" I said "ohhh, baby, are you still in the one from before?" He asked. "Mmhmm" I said meekly. "I'll be right over" he promised. "Bye" I said sweetly, "be there soon" he assured. "You're so weird!" Ella yelled from outside the door. "Oh my god, don't spy on me!" I yelled back.

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Fun fact: that pic is mostly AI, the only real parts are the girl above the belly button, and the goodnite, everything else was AI generated

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So, while I was making the pictures for my last story I realized photoshops new ai features can basically do the most difficult part of the job for me now, I now I can make pictures look better with a lot less effort. For my followers: would anyone be interested in seeing me re-do some old posts with improved pictures, or would u rather me spend my time on new stuff?

Improve old pics vs. Focus on new stuff

Old pics, new life

I want new content

Voting ended onJul 16, 2023

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Chapter 4

When I woke up this morning Mei was already out of bed. I found her in the bathroom doing her make up, she was wearing just her wet goodnite and again the same shirt she had worn and taken home last weekend. "Stealing my shirt again?" I asked "good morning to you too" she giggled "and yeah, I was cold and it was just lying there. Is this actually your lucky shirt or was that just a bit you were doing? Cause I don't wanna like steal your lucky shirt and stain it with make up or whatever " she explained "Oh that was just a bit, but I wasn't joking about it becoming my lucky shirt after meeting you in it, but yeah you can wear it whenever, you look better in it than I do." I said, giving her a peck on the cheek. "Hey! I just washed my face" she exclaimed half-upset, half-joking. "Any idea what you wanna do for breakfast? I could make waffles again, we could go to brunch.." I suggested "ooo brunch!" She chimed, "I just need to finish getting ready." "I think you look good in what you're wearing." I kid "hilarious, now get out I need to finish my routine" "but it's my bathroom" "don't interrupt a woman when she's making herself beautiful" she yelled, again half-joking "no but seriously I also have to like change and use the bathroom too" she explained "it's fine, I'll just go get changed in my room." I went back, got dressed and scrolled on my phone a bit waiting for her. "Aaron!? Can you come here?" she called, I walked over and she poked her head out the door "I just realized the only panties I brought were the ones I peed in yesterday, can you get me another goodnite to wear instead?" She said, clearly a little embarrassed. "You sure?" I asked "yeah unless you have anything that would fit me." She responded "yeah no, one goodnite coming up" I ran and grabbed one, I handed it to her through the door. Before long she was finished and ready to go in the pastel pink dress from yesterday. "Ready!" She proclaimed "where we going?" "I was gonna take us to this place I know on the river, I can drive us there" I told her. "Oh wow, have you been there before?" She asked "yeah, but just with my family, been wanting to take a date there though, thought it'd be a good place for that" I told her. "Cool." She responded matter of factly. We hopped in the car "you wanna choose something on Spotify?" I asked "sure, but I wanna judge your music taste" she teased "ok fine" I giggled. "Tame impala, arctic monkeys, gorillaz... so you were a stoner, was wondering what category of guy you were" she laughed "yeah, somewhere between stoner and nerd I'd say, but stoner had more impact on my music taste" "Clairo too! she's one of my favorites!"she squealed "Yeah! I love her." We drove the 20 or so minutes to the restaurant, we discovered we liked a lot of the same music which was cool. She also discovered I can't help but sing to every song that comes on in the car which was less cool.

We eventually got to the restaurant, which was super busy, but somehow we still got a table with an amazing view on the water, cool to get a taste of what pretty privilege is like. "Wow, this place is beautiful" she remarked. "Almost as beautiful as you" I said in a sickeningly sweet tone, more as a joke than actual compliment, it got a little giggle. But she seemed less talkative and more distant for the most part during brunch though. There were more awkward silences and one word answers than we had previously, I managed to get her to perk up briefly when we talked about the places we'd travelled to in Europe. During one of her pensive stares towards the water anxiety and insecurity started needling me. "We both know what's coming at the end of this date, whether she says it to your face, or over a text later, or just not at all, the message is clear" insecurity hissed "You're losing her!" Anxiety screeched. "Something wrong? You seem quiet this morning." I asked, trying to mask any insecurity and anxiety in my voice. "Sorry, just thinking about work tomorrow" she said solemnly. "You finally wanna tell me about your bad week?" I asked "ugh... fine, I'm working on this like corporate project, designing a mural for their lobby at their headquarters, but the company leadership all have like different incompatible visions for it, and instead of coming together and agreeing on something they keep asking me to accommodate them individually and change shit, which will just make the thing turn out worse, and if it turns out badly the only person who will take any blame will be me and my reputation, so i'm just a bit stressed."  She vented. "Yeah, that sucks, I'm an architect so I deal with a lot of the same issues at work" I told her "really?! An architect? I didn't know that, why didn't you tell me?" She asked excitedly "you never asked" I said matter of factly. "I'm still not a full one, I'm still working under a full one to get the necessary hours of experience I need before going on my own, so I don't deal a ton with clients directly, but yeah, I've had to work with similar issues." "so you have a little bit of artist in you too?" She asked "I like to think so, haven't really gotten a chance to show it professionally, but yeah hopefully I get there someday." My job seemed to excite her a bit  as we finished up, I suggested we walk around along the river a bit after, which she agreed to, but she quickly seemed distant again. She whipped out a little sketchbook from her bag, an took a couple minutes to do a rudimentary skyline sketch of the city, which I thought was cool to see, but she still seemed very in her own head. We walked back to the car, "you wanna do anything else?" I asked "no, I should probably get back home and start mentally preparing for work tomorrow." "Fair enough, I can drop you off if you want." I offered. "Thanks, that'd be great" she said.

She just stared out the window the whole time, like she was trying to be somewhere else. "What's wrong? Ask her what's wrong? Why isn't she talking to you? What'd you do wrong?" Anxiety buzzed. "You've been here before, you have two choices, ask her what's wrong and get rejected, or just say nothing and let her ghost you, you probably don't matter enough to her to get an actual answer anyways, you were just a little fling to her, when she saw you wanted more she checked out. You actually thought you had a chance this time didn't you? How adorable" insecurity added almost gleefully. I looked over at her, still staring out the window, she had raised a leg up causing her dress to ride up exposing what was now a rather damp looking goodnite.

"You sure you're ok? you're looking a little wet Mei." I asked, a brief look of panic came across her face, she looked down and felt her pull-ups "oh, I didn't even notice" she said, seeming rather aloof, before pulling her dress back down. Anxiety was chittering non-stop in my head, finally I pulled over like a block from her place. "Mei, I feel like you've been distant all morning, if there is something you wanna tell me I just would rather you say it nowhere in person instead of in a fucking text or something later." I said, failing to keep anxiety at bay, my stomach beginning to churn. She sighed heavily. "Here it comes."

Then she started to tear up a bit. "Just this isn't going how I intended, I didn't want this to happen" she sniffled. "What do you mean?" I asked. "When this started I just intended for this to be a one night stand type thing, I didn't want to get involved and I didn't want to hurt you" she said almost crying. "Yeah I was beginning to get that feeling" I said "what do you mean?" She asked, "the very impromptu text Saturday at 5 after barely taking to me all week, we've spent two nights together and you've never asked me about my family, you wouldn't have asked about my job if I hadn't brought it up like an hour ago...putting it together now it seems like you were trying to keep your distance emotionally" I said. "I've just been a mess since my last relationship ended, he left me for another girl who I'm pretty sure he was cheating on my with. I didn't even wanna go out last week, but my friends really wanted me to get back out there, have fun and try to get over it you know? But I didn't really intend for anything, I didn't bring goodnites, which I normally would have had I not wanted to just go back home and sit in bed. And then you started talking to me, and you were cute, and I was lonely, and my friends seemed excited I was talking to someone so I was like what the heck?" Mei continued, by this point she was almost crying. "Then we had fun dancing, and then we got back to your place and the sex was great and you were so vulnerable and open with me, and you made me waffles, so I was like if he wants to see me again, why not?, I actually enjoyed myself." She paused to sniffle "But then once I went home and I wasn't with you and I was working,  another side of me was like 'this wasn't the plan, don't rush back into anything, remember what happened' so I tried to push back and distance, but then Saturday came" she cried "I was lonely, to be honest I was horny, and I'd made a promise to you, and I still had your shirt, so I again was like what the heck? And I went over, and just as soon as I was with you, I saw how much effort you put in just for a last minute movie date, if it was even a date, and how sincere you were about what you wanted from a girl, and even though I tried not to learn about you I learned we had similar taste in movies, and music, and even our jobs are a bit similar and and and...." Tears were now rolling down her face, and starting to well up for me too "... and i just like you, i really like you, and whenever I'm around you I feel like I can't help it, but I just feel torn cause one side of me is screaming at me to go, and the other side is just scared and like stomping the brakes, and there's another part of me that feels guilty and dirty for leading you on and like using you for sex, and I don't know what to do!" She said, almost bawling in my passenger seat. I rubbed her shoulder "it's ok" I managed to sniffle out. "You definitely don't need to feel guilty, I know it's hard." I said trying hard to remain stoic. "But as much as I want to I can't decide what do for you, I mean you know where I stand, I definitely would love to keep seeing you, but of course only if it's what you want, whatever you feel I'll respect it" I said struggling to keep it together. She sniffed "I think I just need to think for a bit" she said "I'll let you know, I won't just ghost you, I promise you that." She said "I think I'll just walk home from here" she said, and then she was gone.

As soon as she was out of sight I started crying, I held together enough to get back home. But once I got home I was a mess and just collapsed in my bed, just overloaded with emotion. I texted my best friend about it, he just said that sometimes writing down what happened helps him process it better, so that's what I did. I don't know if that really helped though. Anxiety just wants her answer, insecurity told me not to get my hopes up.

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This started as a stupid diaper story and then became me reflecting on my dating history. The next part is mostly done, I just feel like waiting a few days to release it. This is definitely different then the other stuff I've written. Will get back to that stuff, just focused on this for now. Feedback and comments are welcome.

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I texted her like an hour later with the classic "checking you got home safe." I don't know, I've heard girls like that, plus I was very much still thinking about her. "Yes thanks" she answered like an hour later, with no further attempt at conversation. I very impatiently waited to see if she would reach out, to see if she was thinking about me as much as I was thinking about her. "Of course she isn't" insecurity said "you think way too much, you think yourself into getting obsessed and desperate and nervous, and drive them away, that's what always happens." "No" said rationality"she said she'd be busy, her not texting you doesn't mean she hates you, plus she's the one who initiated sex, that has to mean something" "Yeah, it just means she had a break up and was horny, if she was really into you she'd reach out. She just said she'd see you again cause she'd feel bad saying otherwise to your face, she'll just ghost you or give the old 'I don't feel a spark' or 'I'm not ready to date right now' or 'I'm just focusing on myself' but they all just mean the same thing: she just isn't that into you" "but she promised you'd see her again, she took the shirt and got the pull-ups and everything, plus she said she just got out of a relationship, I'm sure she's as nervous as you" "no she's not, you're obsessive and a weirdo, I bet the ex is still in the picture, plus a whole roster of other guys who were waiting to pounce on that break-up. She was way too hot for you, chalk it up as a win that she was found you entertaining enough as a one night stand and move on" "TEXT HER." anxiety jumped in "the only way to quiet this down is to get attention from her" "No don't!" The others yelled in unison "Move on!" "be patient!" "Text her!"

I managed to last two days before relenting and texting her again. "Hey just checking in to see how my shirt is doing, and I guess how you're doing too, but mostly the shirt lol" "desperate, nice try with the joke, but she sees through it, she's not stupid, she won't respond" "why isn't she answering?!" "I'm sure she'll get back to you, she promised she'd see you this weekend, one text isn't gonna erase that, I'm sure she appreciates that you're thinking about her." She didn't respond though, not until the next morning. "Ok so don't hate me" her first text read "here it comes, she's backing out" 3 dots started blinking as she typed the next text "what's she saying!?" " your shirt is ruined" she followed "what? Really what happened?" I asked, relieved she wasn't rejecting me, "nah jk 😈, everything's fine, got u there didn't I?" "Yeah ngl I started freaking out momentarily" "aww u really like me don't you?" "I was freaking out about the shirt lol" i joked "sure you were 😉" she responded. "Sorry I'm not really a big texter" she explained "that's ok" I assured her "so u still up to do something this weekend?" I asked "desperate" insecurity chimed in "yeah, my schedule isn't 100% set yet but I promise I'll let you know, and I'll promise we'll do something" she assured "ok" I said "and thank you for the reassurance" "np☺️" she responded.

The bickering in my head continued for a few more days. On Thursday I texted her again, "any idea when you wanna meet up trying to set up my schedule?" I didn't have any firm plans, just maybe hanging out with my buddies, but I just wanted an answer, but nothing. By Friday rationality was getting quieter, insecurity, and anxiety were taking over. By Friday night I couldn't hear rationality anymore, he was still in there, I know cause I hadn't given up hope completely, but I couldn't hear him, meanwhile insecurity and anxiety were only louder "You're gonna die alone" they cackled. "I knew it, I knew she was too good to be true, I knew this would hurt." I thought to myself.

Then yesterday, Saturday , I relented again in the morning. "?" I added to the question I had asked her on Thursday. Finally at like 5 last night I got a "You free tonight?" I saw it immediately, I'd been frantically checking every buzz my phone made for the past three days, dopamine flooded my brain immediately when I saw the notification, but I waited a casual three minutes before I responded. "Yeah" I responded, hiding both my eagerness and my slight disappointment, you don't text someone for a date the night of, you text someone for a booty call night of or because you had something cancel, of course I'd be down to see her anyways, but that's not ultimately what I wanted. I guess she noticed my unenthusiastic answer "Sorry for being so distant, I just had a really busy and bad week" she apologized. A few years ago I would've responded "no it's fine" and went on pretending like i didn't mind the girl not having the common courtesy value my time and live up to her word, but I'm sick of being strung along by girls who treat me like a back-up option. "In the interest of honesty i do really like you and i do really want to see you, but only if you actually want to, if you're only reaching out cause you feel bad or feel obligated I'm not interested." "Look I understand why you feel that way, I know I haven't been very good at communicating this week, but I do want to see you." She assured me, I could argue and say she hasn't really made me feel very wanted, but I don't think that would've led to a very positive outcome. "Fine, what do you wanna do?" I asked "could we just do something chill like get takeout and watch a movie? Like I said my week was crazy." She asked "sure, was probably gonna do something similar by myself" I said. "Cool I'll be over in like an hour?" She said "sure works for me." I didn't what or who I'm competing with in her mind, but I wanted to make an effort to stand out. I ordered pizza, I laid out blankets and pillows in front of the tv to make it feel fun, I made popcorn.

Eventually there was a knock on my door, I answered and any animosity I had toward her lack of communication went away, she was wearing a cute little pastel pink dress and an oversized jean jacket that looked like it could fit someone twice her size, "I brought your shirt back!" she beamed "see not ruined" "it came back and you came back, I knew it was lucky" I responded "it's good to see you" she responded as we exchanged hugs. As we were hugging she saw the little set up I made with the popcorn and pizza and pillows and blankets "oh my god that's adorable, you didn't need to do that!" She exclaimed "but I wanted to" I said sweetly to her. She ran over and took a seat in the middle, dramatically reclining "you have no idea how much I needed this" she declared "I'm glad you like it" i said and sat down next to her "so do you wanna talk about your week? I'm a good listener" I assured her, hoping she'd be more open with me. "Honestly I'm not trying to be secretive or anything, but I just don't wanna think about it anymore" she told me "that's fair, can you at least tell me what you do?" I asked "ugh fine... I'm an artist, the goal is to ultimately be able to support myself selling my own work, but right now I mainly do like digital work and commissions for like corporations and rich people" she said "that's so cool! An artist!? Why didn't you wanna tell me that?" I ask "I don't know, a lot of people don't take my job seriously I guess, and that can bother me" she admitted "ah, that sucks, but no I definitely respect a creative career" "good to know" she said matter of factly "ok enough about work, what do you wanna watch?" She asked "I don't know, do you have any comfort movies?" I asked "ummmmm... any studio ghibli movie!" She said excitedly " oh my god I love all of them! You wanna watch castle in the sky?" I said excitedly "yesss!" "Ok, that was easy."

We ate the pizza, the popcorn was nibbled on, but after that our hands were on each other a lot while watching the movie. She started leaning on me, then I spent the next half hour with my head in her lap, then we finished the movie with her just sitting my lap with my arms wrapped around her. As the movie finished she said "I really am sorry I wasn't responsive this week, I'm glad you made me come back" "Thank you" I said "that means a lot" i planted a kiss on her cheek. She turned around on my lap, and wrapped her lags around my back and embraced me as I reclined on a pillow. It'd be crazy to say I love you the second time you meet up with them, but that's how I felt about her, in that moment there was no place I'd rather be than her arms. We just embraced like that, until we were both almost falling asleep, I woke myself up and asked her "you getting sleepy Mei?" "mmmhmm" she replied "but I don't want to go to bed yet, I wanna stay up and watch another movie with you" "ok" I chuckled "wanna watch Totoro? That one's short" I suggested "sure" she said, "but I should probably get ready for bed first" she said struggling to untangle herself and get up "you wanna help me?" She looked at me smirking. "Of course!" I said excitedly as I hopped up and followed her to the bedroom. She whipped off her jacket and threw her arms above her head signaling for me to take off her dress. I did so, leaving her in just her bra and panties. She grabbed my shirt "you need to get ready for bed too!" She teased. She took off my shirt, I took off her bra, she took off my pants, and I went to take off her panties when I noticed something. "I think you wet yourself a little Mei" I told her, "I know" she said matter of factly "I dribble sometimes, it happens." "Okay then" I said, trying to be as chill about it as she seemed to be. I slipped down the damp panties leaving her naked. "You want a goodnite right?" "Yes!" She said. I opened the package we had bought, and held one stretched out in front of her "step in for me" I said, she did so "atta girl" I told her and I slipped the training pants up her legs and into place around her hips. "All ready for bed" I said admiring the girl standing in front of me in nothing but a pull-up. "All ready for Totoro!" She corrected and we made our way back to the tv. I sat back down and the blanket, she got back on my lap. Eventually we settled in with my arms wrapped around her just under her chest, and my chin on her shoulder. "Having a 'hard' time back there" she teased me "yeah" I admitted, "I can tell" she said, she proceeded to shift her padded butt around on my lap "only making it harder" I warned, "I know" she smiled. We were pretty touchy feely for the first part of the movie, but a half hour in and we were both getting sleepy. Another 10 minutes and I was struggling to keep my eyes open, and she was passed out on top of me. Next thing I knew I jolted myself awake, the credits were playing, she was still asleep, and my lap felt weirdly warm. I reached around felt the front of her pull-up, sure enough she had soaked her goodnite. "Mei, the movie's over." I shook her awake. "oh we fell asleep" she said groggily, she instinctually reached down to feel her pull-up "oh my god, I wet myself on your lap, did any get on you?" She said, now more awake and a bit embarrassed. "Yeah I noticed, and no, I don't think any got on me, that's what the goodnites are for, though we should probably get you changed before we go to bed" I reminded her. "I hope you weren't grossed out, sorry about that" she apologized, clearly embarrassed. "No, it's fine, I know you can't help it" I assured her, she blushed a little.

We went back to my bedroom, she laid down on my bed with her feet dangling off the side. "Can you change me?" She pleaded, she seemed much more less forward with her affection this week then she was last week, more submissive and passive almost. "Yeah of course" I grabbed a new goodnite and got started, I tore the sides on the wet one she was wearing and placed it to the side. "You wanna stand up for me?" I asked gently. "Nuh-uh" she said in a bratty tone, "I'm too tired." I could tell after she took charge last week, she was pushing for me to do it now. "Okay then we'll have to do this the hard way."(SOMEWHAT GRAPHIC PART UPCOMING) I took each of her feet and shoved them into their respective holes in the pull-up, as soon as I pulled it up her legs, I straddled over her on the bed and leaned in for a kiss, she reciprocated, wrapping her arms around my neck, we rolled around making out fro a good bit "thanks for helping me change my pull-up" she said sweetly, between kisses, "no problem, didn't want you leaking all over my bed" I teased. "I wouldn't leak, I'm a big girl, I don't even need these pull-ups." She retorted breathlessly, she was getting more into like a roleplay kind of space than I had ever done before, but I tried to follow her there. "A big girl? You couldn't even make it through the movie without going peepee in your diaper all over my lap" I teased her. "They're not diapers, they're pull-ups! Diapers are for babies." She insisted "really? Cause I remember a certain little girl leaving a very wet diaper in my bathroom for me to throw out last week, seemed like pretty babyish behavior to me." I retorted, I put my hand on her pull-up "maybe you need another diaper, it's clear you couldn't keep your pull-up dry before." I started rubbing the outside of her goodnite "no please" she said breathing heavily "I swear I can keep my pull-up dry" She pleaded "really?" I said continuing to rub her through her pull-up. I stopped and felt inside her pull-up "it doesn't feel very dry in there to me" I told her. She pulled down her pull-up completely, "see? No peepee in there" from there things escalated, but we were done quickly, I couldn't last much longer to be honest. Mei put her goodnite back on and we cuddled before we went to sleep.

"I've never really done anything like that before" I told her. "Yeah I don't always love doing the little girl diaper stuff, but you really bring it out of me for some reason, and you picked it up really quickly! Bringing up the diaper from last week was great." She said. "Why do you think I bring it out of you?" I questioned "I don't know" she giggled "maybe just cause I feel safe and like cared for with you, it's just based on like the vibe I get I guess, I'm not sure, is it okay with you?" she asked "yeah honestly, I have friends who I know are into that kinda thing, like they specifically seek out girls who wear diapers..." "yeah I know the type" she interjects "...but yeah I never really got it until you, maybe it's just you, but it's doing it for me." "Aaron, can I ask you something?" Mei said sincerely "of course" I affirmed. "Do you remember what you said when I asked you what you looked for in a girl?" She asked "yeah, I said her name had to sound like a month of the year." "No before that" she giggled. "Yeah I said she has to have her own passions and be open minded." "Can you explain why you want those things particularly?" She asked "sure.. umm... I feel like as a partner one of the most rewarding things is to support your in what they aspire to and then see them be successful in doing that, and if you don't have passions that you want to see yourself succeed in, then how is a partner gonna support you in accomplishing that? And for open mindedness, I was brought up in a family that I realized as I got older was judgmental and complained a lot, and I think living with that mindset, to look for the bad and critique it before looking for the good and appreciating it, kind of sets you up for unhappiness, so I've worked to try to stop doing that, and I want a partner who at least tries to do the same." "Wow" she said "that was actually so like profound and well thought out, most guys just toss out like 'I want someone who's confident' 'someone who doesn't take themselves too seriously' without actually thinking about it but you've genuinely put a lot of thought in to that." She said sounding genuinely happy with my answers "well yeah, those are fuck-boy answers, 'confident' sounds like a good thing, but it's literally the most basic answer to that question possible and took no actual thought to come up with, plus it's overrated, confidence is something that can be built in a relationship as well, and 'doesn't take herself too seriously' just means 'isn't gonna get upset when I use her for sex or make demeaning jokes at her expense'" "oh my god those are my thoughts exactly!" She said. "look we may have met up twice and fucked both times but that's not all I want this to be, you know that right?" I clarified with her. "I know" She said gently. "so this is gonna sound like I'm blatantly asking for like reassurance, but I just genuinely wanna know your answer" Mei began "Why do you like me?" "Ummmm... welll.... You're hot so that's a plus" i joked "keep going..." she seemed unamused "Im getting the vibe the you pass both the criteria we just talked about the more I get to know you, I feel comfortable around you, and I'm very shy so that's not common in my experience, so that to me makes this worth exploring further, but I also feel like there are walls I have to still break down with you, so I think that answer could get added onto if we keep seeing each other" I explained. "Interesting." She said "ok I feel like I bombarded you with questions, do you have any for me?" She asked "ask her why she wasn't texting you" anxiety wretched "ask her if she's seeing anyone else" insecurity moaned. "Ask her if she can tell how desperate you are" they croaked in unison. "No, not at the moment" I told her.

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I probably just stood there in shock staring at her for a few seconds before I recognized I wasn't dreaming. I've never been into the whole dom/sub stuff, or diapers as I said before, but this girl, she was so confident, she knew what she wanted, and at the same time she seemed was able to be vulnerable, that moment might've been the most attracted I've ever been to a woman. She just giggled "well are you gonna help or not?" Mei asked giving a fake little pout. I shook myself out of it. "I could give it a try" I scooped her up in my arms and plopped her down on the bed. I don't even know where I got the strength to do that, I'm not that strong, it might've just been pure testosterone at that point. She got in diaper change position on the bed, I grabbed the diaper and opened it up, she lifted up her butt and I placed it underneath. She then grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me down to her face "maybe you wanna get ready for bed too?" She asked, I got the hint and I took my clothes off. (CONTENT WARNING SKIP TO THE END OF THE PARAGRAPH IF YOU WANT TO AVOID THE SEMI-GRAPHIC STUFF) As soon as everything was off she wrapped her arms around me and forcibly pulled me on top, we started making out with me on top of her, her butt still on top of the open diaper, things progressed from there, with her taking the reigns. Somehow she finished before me, (I guess there's a first time for everything) she actually peed a little bit as she did, luckily the open diaper caught everything. "Yeah that's why I wanted to do it on top, that happens sometimes" she said breathing heavily. "You wanna keep going? I still need to finish" I asked equally breathlessly. "Uh huh, you just better not finish inside me unless you wanna go to the pharmacy in the morning." She warned "noted." I said and got back to work. About 30 seconds later I felt it "where should I do it?!" I asked urgently "in the diaper! In the diaper!" She pleaded, so that's what I did.

I just laid there by her side for a second, staring at her, still in some amount of disbelief about how beautiful she was. She giggled "you still need to finish diapering me!" She reminded. I stood up and surveyed the damage to the diaper, definitely not as clean as it was a few minutes ago. "You want a clean one for bed?" I asked genuinely. "No!" She said forcefully, a mischievous smile on her face "I wanna wear this one!" She said enthusiastically. "Ok then" I responded with raised eyebrows and finished taping her into the already damp diaper. As soon as I was done she sat up and rubbed the front of the poofy diaper. "This diaper is so big!" She said "I haven't worn one like this in forever" she shared. "You're a little weird you know that?" I said "I know" she said matter of factly "but I'm cute so I can get away with it" she smirked. I put on some boxers and got into bed with her, she stayed wearing only the diaper. I turned the lights off, but we just cuddled and kept talking in bed for a little. "I'm glad I met you tonight." I said softly to her. "Yeah I could tell" she joked "no but I'm glad I met you too" she said sweetly. "Why did you decide to go home with me?" I asked, running my fingers through her hair. "Well I really wanted free breakfast in the morning." She joked again "wow are you always like this?" I asked laughing. "Yeah sorry, I'm a lot sometimes, but I don't know, I liked talking to you, and I just felt really listened to and safe with you, and that's important to me." She said sincerely "thanks for the ego boost" I replied. "So, do you have like a thing for diapers?" She asked me. "Not really, at least not before tonight" I replied. "Yeah I didn't get that vibe from you." She said "Do you get that a lot?" I asked "yeah kinda" she replied "it can be fun sometimes, they seem really into me at first, but then I realize that they're more into the fact I wear diapers. You on the other hand just seem really into me" she said "am I that bad at hiding it?" I asked "yeah kinda, but don't worry, you're cute so you can get away with it" she giggled. Before long I fell asleep with her in my arms.

I awoke to her getting out of bed, by the time my eyes adjusted to the morning light I saw her in the doorway to my bedroom, she had slipped on the flannel I wore yesterday in addition to her now used diaper. "Good morning" I said groggily.  "Sorry for waking you up" she whispered "I was just thirsty so I was gonna get water." "I can help" I told her as I extricated myself from the bed. I walked behind her as she waddled to the kitchen. "Wet night?" I asked her as we entered the kitchen, "yeah a little" she said as she pulled up the shirt to examine her diaper. In my experience dating around, there are these brief moments from good dates/hook ups that get seared into my brain where I immediately think, "if this relationship doesn't work out, this moment is gonna play on repeat in my head as a constant reminder of what I'm missing" her, just delicately examining her diaper, wearing my too-big-for-her shirt, the Saturday morning sun giving her an almost angelic glow, was definitely one of those moments.

I wanted nothing more than for every morning to be like this, but given my experience it was almost upsetting to me "this is gonna fucking hurt, I know it" was all that I could think. I filled a glass with tap water and placed it on the counter. "Hey wanna feel something cool!?" She asked. "Ok?" I replied, not really sure where she was going with this. She grabbed my hand and held it in place on the front of her diaper, then she started flooding it. I could feel the stream and the warmth through the padding, I could hear the hissing noise and the delicate sigh she made when she started going, I saw her pee slowly filling the diaper as it changed color. "Why is this so attractive?" I kept asking myself. Eventually the stream slowed down, her diaper now considerably yellowed and saggy. I was incapable of articulating my actual thoughts about what had just happened, so I just said the first rational thing that came to mind. "Why don't you just use the bathroom?" I asked, still a little confused about what had just happened. "Cause, I can't pull this down like a pull-up to use the bathroom, and I didn't wanna like change and then have to shower and get dressed yet" she stated matter of factly "but come on" she teased "you loved that didn't you?" She smirked "maybe you are into diaper stuff, I've done that move a few times for guys who are into it, they melt every time." "So I'm not special then?" I teased back. "It doesn't mean that you aren't special, actually the opposite, I find you interesting enough to play with" she said with that mischievous grin of hers. She took a sip of the water and picked up the glass, she grabbed my hand with her free hand and pulled me "come back to bed with me" she asked softly. "Wow ok round 2 it is" I thought to myself excitedly. I followed her crinkly butt back to the bedroom. I plopped back down into bed and she put the water down on the nightstand and nuzzled her head into my neck. I eagerly reached and gave her wet diaper a squeeze. "No no" she said calmly and grabbed my hands and interlocked her fingers with fine "just cuddles right now" she said softly. "Sorry, not that last night wasn't great, I'm just in a more chill mood right now, I kinda just wanna lay in bed and cuddle." She explained "that's fine you don't need to explain yourself." I said, cursing my misreading of the situation. She wrapped her arms around me, I gave her quick kiss on her forehead. "You really like forehead kisses don't you? You did that last night too." She teased "yeah I really do...do you not?" I asked a tinge of nervousness in my voice again. "No, you're fine, I like them too, I like getting them from you" she whispered. She wrapped around me closer, her head hurried into my neck and her legs entangled with mine, her diaper was squishing against my hip. "Sorry you're just really warm...my top love language is physical touch if you couldn't tell. Do you have one?" She asked "a top love language? Words of affirmation probably, clear communication is important to me." I replied. "Well Mr. Words of affirmation: you don't have to be so nervous, I like you, I feel like last night should've made that clear, but I'm communicating that clearly to you now." She assured me. "Sorry, I get nervous when I begin to realize I have something to lose" I said, immediately regretting that I revealed way too much of my feelings to her.

We kept cuddling but were quieter after that. Eventually Mei broke the silence "I believe there was mention of a free breakfast?" She suggested. "I believe you mentioned that, I never said anything of the sort... but I guess it could be arranged. What do you wanna do? there's a coffee shop down the street, I could make waffles or something here.." "staying here is good" she interjected "I wanna shower to clean all the pee... and other fluids.. off of me, I don't wanna go out somewhere with my hair all wet." "Makes sense" I said "ok well, my diaper is getting cold and gross, so im gonna shower and change." She said, I finally releasing her grip on me. "Do you want chocolate chips in your waffles?" I asked "f yeah I do" she said excitedly and then waddled her way into the bathroom, I was just glad her answer enabled me to add a copious amount of chocolate chips to mine without feeling judged. I went about making waffles, made the batter, added like half a bag of chocolate chips, waited for the to cook. She still wasn't out of the bathroom. Finally, as the waffles were starting to get cold, Mei emerged, hair wet, still wearing my flannel, but her diaper was replaced with the black spandex shorts she wore under her dress last night. "Feel better?" I asked "yeah, I don't smell like pee anymore at least... holy shit that's a lot of chocolate." She exclaimed "yeah" I shrugged "that's how I like them." We both dug in, eventually she looked up from her plate chocolate on the corners of her mouth "so why haven't you been in a real relationship?" she asked, I was caught a little off guard " you were doing some thinking in the shower I see" I said, giving myself more time to formulate an answer. "Well you'd have to ask the girls I've dated to know for sure" I said still stalling "but I'd guess it's probably because I feel very like... intensely, when I like a girl it's hard for me to press the brakes on my emotions, then that makes me nervous and less confident, and I think girls see that as desperation, which it is a bit I guess. Why are you single?" I asked in turn "I answered you, it's only fair you do the same" "ugh fine" she said "I just got out of a like 2 year relationship like a month ago." She responded "oh, do you want to talk about it?" I asked "no not really." She said looking down at her plate.

"Do you feel that way about me, that intensity?" She asked. "Honestly yes...I said communication was important to me, and I meant that so I want to be real with you, this is the best connection I've had with a girl in a while, at least that's how it feels to me, I don't expect commitment or exclusivity or anything like that from you, I try to keep my expectations in check and it's way too early for that, but in all honesty I do want to see you again, I'm kinda just hoping you feel the same way, at least about seeing me again" she thought for like minute, silently, for what felt like an uncomfortably long amount of time. "I do want to see you again" she said finally "I do like you, I thought I made that clear. I'm just curious as to why you're so nervous? You don't have to say if you don't want" "experience" I answered "I've been ghosted more times than I can remember, I've been dumped for flimsy seeming reasons, I've been working to not take it as personally, but it's hard sometimes." I admit "I hope I'm not coming off as like desperate or creepy, I just want to be honest with you." I missed last night, I felt much better about this then. "I appreciate your honesty, I do sincerely like you, and I did sincerely enjoy last night" she blushed "and also these waffles. Im definitely not ready to commit to anything long term, but I do want to see you again" she said "that makes me feel better" I told her. "Since I'm seeing you again, I'm wearing this shirt home, that way I'll have to bring it back or else I'm a thief" She proposed. I just chuckled "I've lost a few hoodies that way, and I'd be furious if anything happened to that shirt, that's my lucky shirt" "really? What makes it lucky?" she asked looking down at it "I met you while I was wearing it" I giggled, Mei rolled her eyes "ok that was pretty good I admit. Oh, I know what we could do in preparation for next time! Is there like a pharmacy or something near here?" She asked. "Yeah like 2 blocks away but why do we need to go there? I swear I pulled out." I said,  She looked confused for a second "no not for that! Come on let's go I'll show you!" She grabbed  my hand and made for the door dragging me along. We made it to the pharmacy and she led me to the diaper aisle, she picked out a pack of girls goodnites teen/adult small "get these, and keep them at your place, that way next time I see you I'll be obligated to spend the night" she gave me a wink "plus I don't know, I think it's cute, I'll have my own goodnites at your place." "Ok" I giggled "this will be fun to explain to my friends if they see them when they come over." "What? They're gonna think you wear women's goodnites? They're obviously for the girl you're fucking." She joked "are you okay now, do you trust me now?" I just nodded my head casually. "Not good enough" she said as she grabbed my face and kissed me "how about now?" She asked  again. I just started laughing"what's so funny?" She questioned "You had chocolate all over your mouth" I laughed, she rubbed her mouth clean and laughed too. "Wow way to ruin a moment" she said, "a moment?" I chuckled "oh I'll always remember our kiss in the diaper aisle at Walgreens" I mocked. "Shut up" she giggled.

We paid for the goodnites and went to my apartment. She gathered her things and got ready to go back home. "I have a busy week, but does next weekend work?" She asked "works for me" I said "I'll text you." "Bye" she said softly as she gave me a hug. "Bye" I responded, and gave her a goodbye forehead kiss. "Make sure nothing happens to my lucky shirt." I reminded her "I will" she responded cheerfully, and then she was gone. I closed the door. My apartment seemed extra lonely now. I surveyed the evidence she'd left behind, her water glass on the nightstand, the dishes from breakfast, the pull-ups still in the Walgreens bag, the very wet diaper on top of my bathroom trash bin. I just sat on the couch and sighed and put my head in my hands "this could really fucking hurt me" I thought to myself.

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Chapter 1

Ok so I've hooked up with a few girls wearing diapers or pull-ups or whatever you wanna call them since they became trendy and de-stigmatized and stuff. I don't judge, my sister is also a bedwetter, I'm not one to knock anyone for something they can't control, but it is a little weird how common it's become in the past few years though. I know a few guys who find the diaper thing gross and won't even give girls who wear them the time of day, and I even know a few who think it's hot and actively seek it out. I've always found the former group a bit cruel and quick to judge, and until recently I found the latter group a little creepy. Especially knowing that my little sister wears them, the thought that some guys would seek her out specifically cause she pisses herself felt gross to me. But that may be changing for, me at least a little bit.

I met a girl when I went out bar hopping the other day with my buddies. Started out how it normally does, saw her at a bar, wayyyy out of my league, but I was tipsy enough to make an attempt. I waited for her to separate slightly from her group, and waived off my friends. "Mind if I join you?" I asked, preparing for her to say no thanks and return to her friends, or worse. I don't know if she was tipsy too, or maybe I'm just her niche type or something but instead she looked at me intrigued and said coyly "should I let you join me?" "Well if you're asking me, I'm gonna go with yes, but I could also offer some third party references" I said jokingly hoping she'd play along. "Oh?" She said, waiting to see where I'd go with it. "My grandmother says I'm quite a catch. And if you really want to cover your bases I may even be able to get a tepid recommendation from an ex, and those aren't easy to get." She chuckled "I don't need references, I'm more of a hands on kinda girl, I've seen enough to give you a try for a bit" she teased. "I'm honored" I said playfully. "Well aren't you gonna get me a drink?" She teased. "Of course, but I'm gonna be courteous towards the bartender, gotta be respectful towards the service industry" I told her "ok green flag" she said chuckling. One of her friends came over and whispered something in her ear, they both giggled a little "yeah I know! And no I'm good"she said to her friend quietly, her friend retreated back to the group. "You good?" I asked, "yeah I'm good, that was just her checking she didn't need to save me from a creep" she said "glad I passed that test" I joked "you're passing, we're not done yet" she teased. We got the drinks, I learned her name, Mei, she learned mine, Aaron, I tried to get her job and the usual intro stuff out of her but she wasn't having it. "I don't wanna do the normal boring life story stuff, what do you want in a girl?" She asked "For me it's important that a partner has their own passions, also open mindedness is big for me, and she also has to have a name that sounds like a month." I joked "Ah flattery, that'll only get you so far, but it's working" she smiled sweetly, I could tell the wall was starting to come down. "How about you? what do you want in a guy?" I asked "actually being understanding, good communication skills, emotional intelligence..." she says as she eyes me up and down "also if he looks like you that's a plus" she said, moving things forward. "Wow if only I had those other things" I kidded. "Hmmmm... cute" she said teasingly "you gonna ask me to dance at some point or not?" She asked confidently. "Well if you want to lead the way." I said, finally making her take the lead. "Ugh fine" she said, she grabbed my hand and let me out there.

We danced for more what felt like more than an hour, she was a little ball of energy out there, eventually she was looking gassed, and I had been gassed for like 30 minutes, and it was getting to the part of the night where you have to decide where you're gonna end it. "You getting tired Mei?" I asked. "Mmmhmm" she said leaning her head into my chest. I wrapped my hand in hers and led her out of the bar and onto the street. "It's up to you" I told her "we could part here, I could take you home, we can walk to my place that's right near by." I offered squeezing her hand as a mentioned the last option. She looked conflicted and a little nervous for the first time all night. "It's not that I don't wanna go with you... cause I do" she said looking up longingly at me "it's just that..." she looked down nervously for a moment, then she got on her tip toes and put her mouth next to my ear and whispered "I wear pull-ups to bed, and I didn't bring any with me." "Oh." I said, trying to think of a solution and also hide my surprise, cause I really didn't peg her for a bedwetter. It was too late to go out and buy any, but I realized I had an alternative. "Oh yeah! Sometimes my younger sister stays with me, I have a pack of her diapers at my apartment, they should fit you." I offered. "Diapers?" She asked, a look of almost disgust crossed her face. "Yeah like the big ones with the tapes and everything." She considered it for a moment "ugh... fine, you're lucky you're cute and I'm tired."

We walked the 10 or so blocks to my apartment, her arm never leaving my side. We got to my building and eventually to my apartment. "Oh cute!" She remarked "you have actual furniture and it's kinda clean! Having both of those is not common for guy's apartments." "You got lucky you're here like the day after I cleaned and vacuumed" I said modestly. "Do you want anything to drink? Water or something?" She thought for a minute. "Normally i wouldn't have liquids this late, but since I'm wearing a DIAPER diaper tonight it doesn't really matter, water is fine." She explained. "Ah ok" I said, trying to acknowledge her without being awkward. "What?" She saw through me "never gone out with a bedwetter before?" She questioned. I handed her my the glass of water and we sat next to each other on the couch. "No I've gone out with girls who wore pull-ups before, but my sister, who is also a bed wetter, says a lot of girls kinda hopped on the trend and wear them for convenience or just cause they find them cute or something" I explained. "Well nope I'm the real thing, I've wet the bed pretty much my whole life." She admitted "ok so you know my little secret, your turn, what's yours?" She asked enthusiastically "ummm i don't really know if I have one....I don't know if it really counts but I've never really been in a relationship before." I admitted. "Really? And you're what 25?" She asked deeming somewhat surprised "26" I responded "and yeah, I've had a bunch of first dates and hook ups, but the longest continuous thing was maybe like 3 months." I said. "Have you wanted a relationship?" She asked, her head now leaning against my shoulder, her eyes focused up at my face. "Yes, more than anything" I admitted, feeling more emotionally vulnerable than I intended. She squeezed me tightly, I looked down to where her head was resting and gave her a peck on the forehead. I love doing that, it feels so intimate to me. Before I knew it she turned her head up and we started making out. Before long, and before things could advance any further she pulled back.

"I wanna get ready for bed" she said "can you give me one of the diapers?" She asked, with restraint in her voice. "Sure" I said trying not to sound panicked. I led her to my bedroom "they're in the back of my closet here" I dug for a minute "found them, here you go" I handed her the thick adult diaper. "Wow these are huge" she exclaimed. I just chuckled awkwardly, too many insecure thoughts were swirling around in my head to come up with anything to say. "Is there somewhere I can change?" She asked "yeah just change in here, I'll go wait out in the other room I guess" I said "ok" she said, not elaborating. I left my bedroom, closed the door behind me, and went back to sit on my living room couch, pondering where I went wrong. Was that a bad kiss? Did I get too like emotional and it turned her off? Were we moving too fast and it made her back off? I thought it was going so well, and then she just stopped and I don't what I did wro... "Aaron!?" Mei yelled from my bedroom "can you come here?" She asked, sounding almost concerned. Did she find something weird in there? Is there like a bug or something? I thought to myself. "Can I come in?" I asked when I came to the closed bedroom door. "Yeah come here" she said. I opened the door and saw her, stark naked on my loveseat, smiling mischievously at me, the diaper still folded up next to her. "I don't know how to put this big diaper on, could you help me?" She asked submissively.

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3 Captions

Hey everyone! I got in a bit of a rut with the celeb edits, I’m not necessarily done with them, I just felt bored and limited with the stories I could write with them. Here are 3 separate captions I wrote, at least one of them will probably get a longer story, comment or message me to let me know whose story you’d like to see more of.

Ana

“See what I wore last night? like you’ve been bugging me to”

“And? Any leaks?”

“No, but I don’t leak every time when I wear my goodnites to bed”

“Ana, your room and sheets smell like piss, wouldn’t you rather just wear an actual diaper and not have to worry about every guy you bring over being grossed out by your piss-stained sheets?”

“But I can’t pull this down to use the toilet.”

“A. You can take it off and re-fasten it if you REALLY want to and B. We’ve been roommates for almost 2 years and I’ve seen you wet your pull-up while you were awake countless times and I’ve seen you pull it down to use the toilet maybe 3 times.”

“Ugh but it’s all bulky and uncomfortable!”

“More uncomfortable than wet sheets?”

“I feel like a baby in this big diaper though”

“I wear them every night, does that make me a baby? Also who’s more of a baby, the one who admits she has a problem and takes care of it, or the one who’s room smells like pee all the time?”

“Ugh fine, but If I leak in these too I’m going back to my goodnites.”

“That makes no sense but ok, you do you”

Sofia

“Are you wet?”

“I don’t know maybe”

“What do you mean you don’t know? Pull down your pants, I wanna check"

“Mama chill, it’s not a big deal, that’s why I wear them in the first place.”

“I just don’t understand how a 21 year old just ‘doesn’t know’ if she wet her diaper”

“Mama! They’re pull-ups”

“Sofia, they’re only pull-ups if you pull them up and down to use the toilet, ariba y bajo, pero I haven’t seen you do that once in the 3 days you’ve been home.”

“I change myself, why do you care?”

“Because I pay for them, I was happy to help when you said you were wetting the bed again, but now I’m paying for you to go through like 2 or 3 packs of pull-ups a week at school, it’s expensive… and now you come home for spring break and I just see you sitting around the house in a wet diaper, I know a lot of girls wear them now, but I’m worried about you mija”

“Sorry mama”

“Ok, now let me see”

“You promise you won’t be mad”

“Yes I promise”

Sofia pulled down her sweatpants revealing a saturated pull-up she had been leaking into for the better part of the morning.

“Mija you’re soaked! How couldn’t you tell you were wet!?”

“You said you wouldn’t be mad!!”

Clara

“Babe can you change me?”

Clara pleaded

“In a few baby, I’m still in bed”

“But I’m all messy and gross!”

“So? I didn’t poop in your diaper. You want me to change you? You get changed on my schedule, you’re lucky I’m doing it at all.”

Ethan said as he rolled over in the covers.

“I bet Mike changes Olivia when she asks”

“So? Mikey is a simp, plus Olivia has actual accidents, she doesn’t just wear diapers cause she thinks they’re trendy and cute” Ethan joked

“I have real accidents!”

“Babe, I just watched you wake up with a clean pull-up, stand up, spread your legs, and immediately destroy it, that wasn’t an accident that was you choosing to use your diaper”

“Well not that time, but I do have accidents sometimes.” Clara mumbled. Ethan stayed under the covers, giving no sign he was getting up.

“Fine then, I guess if I might as well go back to bed if I have to wait to get changed.” Clara said, feigning innocence. She then climbed back in bed with Ethan, but upside down so her soiled pull-up was right by Ethan’s face.

“Ughh gross babe! Fine I’ll change you, just get your poop butt out of my face.” Ethan chuckled through his disgust.

“I knew that would work” Clara said satisfied.

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Hey everyone,

I know this isn’t what I typically post, and I may delete this later, but I felt like talking about it. I’m a former bedwetter, but now I just kinda wear diapers and pull-ups randomly when I feel like it, but I also wear pretty much 24/7 when I’m sick. Normally that just lasts 1-2 days, but now I’ve been sick for the past 5 days and I’ve been in protection pretty much the entire time, which I think is the longest I’ve ever been 24/7 for. Last night I went to bed in a dry goodnite and I woke up wet for the first time in over a decade. I assume it’s some combination of wearing for so long, being sick, and drinking more fluids than usual because I’m sick, but I’m conflicted on how to feel. On the one hand I find it really hot that I had a legitimate accident for the first time in recent memory, but on the other I’m concerned that I’m losing control. I guess I’ll keep wearing protection to bed for a little to see if it was just a fluke, let me know if you guys want an update.

Also I’m working on chapters for both of my wattpad stories which should be out sometime in the next week or two. Check those out here and here.

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For anyone who wanted an update: I wet the bed two more times after this, but I finally didn’t have a fever last night and I woke up dry today. I’m just gonna follow the rule my parents had for me in high school, I’m gonna wear protection for a week after the last time I wet the bed, and if it doesn’t happen again I should be good to go in 6 days. Pretty sure it’ll go away now that I’m getting better.

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“Wednesday” has been setting streaming records for Netflix since it came out just a few short weeks ago. Since starring in the hit show, the internet has quickly become obsessed with 20 year old Jenna Ortega, who plays the titular Wednesday Addams. After she appeared to be padded at a premier event for the show rumors quickly started swirling about Ortega’s potential diaper usage, which she later confirmed with a few Instagram posts, but seeing as she was happy to answer our questions, we’ll let Jenna speak for herself.

So the rumors started when you wore that black pull-up under that shear dress at Netflix’s premier, can you explain the story behind that decision?

Well it was actually a mistake! I just got the dress the day of the premier and I didn’t know just how… translucent it would be. I didn’t really trust myself without protection that night, but I still loved the dress. I was already in talks with goodnites to become an ambassador, and some of my best friends have already made it known that they wear protection, so I thought what the hell? So my team had to run out and grab those black tena pull-ups last minute and that’s what I ended up wearing.

And then you posted a few pictures of you in a goodnite on Instagram afterwards to clarify afterwards? Do you feel comfortable explaining your personal relationship with protection?

Yes exactly… my personal relationshipship with protection… well I’m a bedwetter, as that mirror selfie of me at 5am makes obvious. I wet most nights. But the story behind that pic is: So my mom is a nurse, so she leaves super early in the morning for work, she was checking on me before she left and noticed I was about to leak, and she woke me up so I could change. I was kinda just blown away by how saggy I was, so I snapped a pic.

And the other pics are screen-grabs from behind the scenes on Wednesday correct?

Yes correct…that was actually a video of me putting on that dress from the dance scene for the first time. And yeah during the day I also wear protection a good amount, especially when I’m working. I think a lot of people have kinda been surprised with how many young actresses wear protection, and it’s because in this industry they really encourage it. I’m a tiny girl with a tiny bladder, and I’ve always been that way, so when I did commercials or bit parts in shows growing up I was always in protection. Then once I got older, Disney especially encouraged it, most young girls, and even some younger guys, are diapered while shooting at Disney, at least in my experience, and I know Olivia [Rodrigo] has told me similar stuff about her Disney experience as well. While shooting “Wednesday” I was pretty much 24/7 for like 8 months, I still haven’t fully recovered from that, I’m still wearing most of the time..

You mentioned Olivia, was she an inspiration for you in revealing that you wear protection?

Well I don’t know if I’d say inspiration, but having her and also Maddie Ziegler as good friends I’d say definitely made it less intimidating to come out. Both of them have been so open about protection, so yeah I guess they are a bit inspiring. But I think it was more that Wednesday kinda gave me a bigger platform than I’ve ever had before, I kinda thought if I was gonna do it at any point might as well do it now when I have the most eyes on me.

Both Olivia and Maddie wear protection full time? Do you see yourself doing that in the future?

I mean that’s pretty much where I’m at now, other than the occasional times where I purposefully choose to try to wear panties, which more often then not end up wet, I’m in protection like 90% of the time. I think panties can be cute though, I don’t know if I’ll ever not need diapers anymore, but I’d like to be at a point where I can choose to wear panties for a few hours and not worry.

Ok lastly, any fun stories from the set of Wednesday?

Involving diapers? Hmmmm, mainly just a lot of memories of being cold shooting in the woods in Romania in the winter in a wet diaper. Well I guess there’s something that’s now kinda become famous…. how I did a whole scene without blinking and Tim [Burton] liked it so much that we did the rest of the show with minimal blinking. Well I only stopped blinking cause I noticed I was peeing mid-shot, so me desperately trying not to react and stay in character somehow manifested in me not blinking, which then became a continued part of playing the character.

Do you think Wednesday would wear diapers?

Hmmm.. probably not… I feel like she’d either see them as a sign of weakness, or she’d find pleasure in being uncomfortable by wearing wet underwear instead.

Hey everyone, as always I’m just trying to have fun photoshopping, these aren’t real and I don’t speak for any celebrities. I also planned to do more photos with other celebrities for this post, but I didn’t have the time, plus I know Jenna is having a bit of a moment right now, so I wanted to give her her own post.

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Diaper Day

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Chapter 6: Lunch Part 1

My name is Andrew, I'm 18, I'm a senior in high school, and I'm about to have lunch with the girl I've had a crush on since middle school. I'm not sure what came over me earlier, we sat next to each other in English and I noticed she seemed kind of distracted and maybe a bit distressed, and somehow, while openly wearing a diaper, I worked up the confidence to ask if she wanted to talk about it. I just thought it might be friendly to offer to talk about something that's bothering her, I never thought she'd say yes, much less ask me to lunch with her, we don't even sit together at lunch very often, I was just kinda surprised she remembered we had the same lunch period. I mean... I don't know, I thought she might kind of like me, we've gotten a little closer while doing plays together and having a bunch of classes together this year, but then again I could be mistaking normal human kindness for sexual attraction, cause I've definitely done that before with girls, and given my track record of absolutely zero romantic experience, I've learned to repress any expectations I may have. I ditched my friends to sit alone at this table and wait for her, they were off at the other side of the cafeteria probably keeping an eye on me, they'd definitely get a few good jokes in if she didn't show. I know Sabrina just had gym so she could be a little bit, but I was just anxious waiting to see if she actually showed up. The thought that she just said yes out of pity earlier while actually planning to ditch me occurred, as did the thought that this just wasn't important enough to her to remember and maybe she just forgot, but then I saw her.

She smiled and waved at me as she walked over, the anxiety and dread of her ditching me I felt in the pit of my stomach immediately moved up to my chest where I felt butterflies as my heart starting racing. It felt like I was watching her in slow motion, The way her long dark hair was still wet from showering after PE and it left wet patches on her shirt, I could see her natural freckles dotting her cheeks now that she hadn't re-applied make up after swimming, the way her new pull-up hugged her hips... Maybe it's because I needed them for longer during the day than the average guy, and still need them at night, but I find diapers on a girl so cute. It's not the most mainstream taste, most guys like a girl in lingerie or panties or whatever, but enough guys are with me that I don't feel weird about it or anything.

"Hey, you remembered!" Sabrina greeted me cheerfully, awakening me from my daze.

"Yeah of course" I said, trying to think of something to say next, I was just relieved that she had the same insecurity about me not showing up. "How was gym?" I continued, that was the best I could come up with.

"Uhh.. fine" she hesitantly responded "I just hate swimming, dealing with changing in and as out of the swimsuit and swim diaper, and my hair being soaked for the rest of the day, it's just a pain. What'd you have before this again?" She asked "Bio" I responded. She cut me off before I could continue.

"Did you get the lecture about potty training biology, Kate told me she was doing that today." "Yep, muscles and nerves in the bladder bowels only fully mature during puberty, as the nerves form synapses we get more and more control and it takes a few years afterward to strengthen the muscles enough to reliably control them without thinking... blah ... blah ... blah... it's all genetically dependent and normally occurs  somewhat later for girls. The same thing they taught us in middle school" I said.

"It's so weird" she said inquisitively "like when it's biologically explained it seems so out of our control, but so many people still stress about controlling the speed at which they toilet train."

"You are right, but I do think there are some people that actively don't try to train once they're bodies are ready" I replied

"yeah I can think of a few girls like that in our class.. wait you didn't mean I do that did you!?" She accused

"no, of course not! I know how hard you try." I quickly tried to do damage control, I don't even know why I made that comment, I knew I'd mess things up.

"Yeah I guess my body may not be quite ready yet" she said, her head sinking down and her wet hair falling in front of her face.

"Great" I thought to myself "first I offended her now I made her feel bad about herself, I have to do something to make her feel better or else this is just gonna be a bummer of a lunch." I tucked her hair back behind her ear, her deep hazel eyes looked up longingly at me "it doesn't matter, it'll happen when it happens, I doubt anyone thinks less of you because you wear pull-ups, and if they do then they don't deserve you anyways." Sabrina seemed caught off guard, but not in a bad way, I knew I just kinda progressed things so I was trying to play it cool on the outside, but on the inside I was freaking out.

Sabrina regained her composure and quipped sarcastically "tell that to my parents."

"Oh do they do the whole 'interrogation' as soon as you get home thing too?" I asked.

"Oh my god yes" Sabrina chuckled "immediately it's always how many times did you make it today? How many pull-ups did you use?"

"YES, my mom would also shove her hand down the front of my pants, without even saying anything, to see if I was wet until I stopped wearing to school when I was 15" I added.

"Wow! At least my mom asks first" she giggled "My mom did demand to change me herself when I got home though, cause she 'wanted to make sure I was properly clean' as if I didn't know how to change myself. That only stopped last year after a long talk about boundaries"

"Mine did the same thing" I joked supportively. "So what was on your mind earlier? What'd you wanna talk about?"

"Well actually this.. kind of" Sabrina paused to take a breath before getting everything off of her chest "Filling out the same answers on the survey for like the third year in row with almost no change, flooding my pull-up on stage in front of everybody in drama, d-day is kind of getting me down this year, and it's making me rethink the whole thing, and when you said earlier that when I potty train doesn't matter I felt like you'd understand...I don't know... I feel like adults and like society motivate us to get toilet trained by saying using diapers is fundamentally gross and unsanitary despite us wearing them for like 18+ years, and that potty training is an important part of becoming an adult or whatever, but then if you're having trouble with training they try to reassure you and tell you it's not your fault and everyone is going at their own pace... and everyone's bodies are different, and it's like... I'm just confused.... Is my body gross cause I can't use the toilet? Am I less adult cause I use diapers? Or is it just tolerated for me to be gross cause my body is slow at toilet training? Should I be toilet training even if it makes me stressed, just cause everyone says diapers are gross? Like I've been using them for my entire life, I don't really think it's gross, it's just normal for me. And how would wearing underwear make me feel? Confident? Or just constantly scared of having an accident? I don't know sometimes I feel like I don't even want to potty train."

I took a second to collect my thoughts on everything she said.

"Sorry if I kinda trauma dumped on you" she apologized.

"You don't have to apologize, and yeah I never articulated that well before but I agree with you. I feel like our parents follow that narrative of 'diapers are gross' or 'diapers are for kids' cause that's how they were trained, but like now that we know more about the science of potty training and how that kind of talk can effect mental health, it really doesn't make sense. Like if your actually struggling all it does is make you feel bad about yourself and it gives everyone else ammunition to make fun of you with" I continued.

"EXACTLY!" She said excitedly "I'm glad we decided to talk" she said sweetly.

My mind just froze when she said that, of course it wasn't much in the grand scheme of things, but for me: my crush admitting that she enjoyed talking to me felt like a seminal moment in my life. However, I still had to think of something to say. "Im glad we decide to do this too" I replied, but I knew that was boring, and I felt like I was getting positive signals so I wanted to progress things again. "And I don't know if it matters to you, but I don't think you're gross, I think you're the opposite of gross."

Aaaaannnnnd I pushed it too far. I wanted to make some smooth comment to reassure her , but it came out so badly. Sabrina immediately started laughing in my face. I tried to explain to no avail "sorry, I just wanted to say that you weren't gross cause you were saying you felt gross before, and I think you're pretty.."

"No..no.. I got what you were saying, but that was so funny" she said between laughs trying to calm herself down. "Oh wow, I think I just peed a little, wow... well I'm glad you think I'm the opposite of gross"

"Do you mean what you said though? Do you actually not wanna train?" I asked

"I mean I don't know" Sabrina answered in a decidedly lighter tone, my effort at flirting seemed to have gotten her out of her funk. "I think I only say that because I was upset, training is really hard for me, if I could just choose to be potty trained or at least be on pace with the rest of the girls in our grade I definitely would, but I can't, and I think that it's easier say that I don't want to train than admit that I want to but I'm not able. If that makes sense."

"Yeah, but I don't know why you're thinking in such extremes though" I said "not training, not being able to, I think all you want is to go at your own pace and not be bothered, so do that. Go at your own pace and you'll get there when you get there. You only have to spend a few more months of your parents BS , they won't follow you to college."

"You're right, not being bothered easier said than done though, I just don't want to be starting my first job in diapers" she said, chuckling uneasily.

"It'll happen for you someday, I believe in you" I said trying to not said cheesy.

"Thanks" she responded kindly

"Speaking of diapers I don't wanna use the only one I brought today so I'm gonna go to the bathroom."

"Show off!" Sabrina said facetiously.

I put my hands on the table and stood up to go, Sabrina grabbed my wrist and looked into my eyes "you're just gonna leave me here alone?" She asked.

I knew she was just lightly flirting with me, but my brain was just blank "holy shit she actually likes me" was the only thought echoing in my head. It's the first time I've ever gotten any amount of attention from a girl so I was just blown away. I snapped back into reality when I realized my crotch getting warm. I was flooding my pull-up, my first daytime accident in months and my crush had a front row view.

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Hey!

This one is a bit different: obviously I switched POVs and it's a very dialogue heavy one, which I'm trying to get better at but I still think I kinda suck. Sorry to leave on a cliff-hanger but it was getting long and I wanted to get an update out before I get distracted or bored. Next chapter will be back with Sabrina's POV. Leave comments and suggestions if  you're enjoying it, I'm always open to suggestions.

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Just a Nap

Right on cue, Emily began to feel sleepy. It was a given that everyday at 5pm, her eyelids would start to give way and her head would fall into a sleepy daze. Her midday nap was the best part of the day, when everything seemed to stop and allowed Emily to catch her breath.

Being a college student wasn’t easy. Being an incontinent college student was even less easy. Every morning she’d cram her fluffy undies into some tight fitting jeans or a pair of black leggings (after all, her outfit always came first) and every day she’d come home to replace her clammy, sodden diaper with a fresh one. This afternoon, however, her nap demanded that this change be postponed. The moment her body felt the cushioned sofa, she was out like a light.

In her dreams, she was invincible. Possibilities were endless. And when she needed to pee, there was always a toilet on hand. In reality, she was lying in a soaked diaper with absolutely no room for an additional wetting.

Her face remained expressionless in her deep state of sleep as a stream of pee began to trickle into her diaper. Instead of being immediately absorbed, as it usually was, a puddle began to form within her diaper. Still completely oblivious to the impending disaster, Emily continued to fill her pants with pee. Like the bulkheads of the titanic, her leak guards began to spill over and the unrelenting river began to run down her thighs, saturating her once dry jeans. It was the very type disaster she’d hoped to avoid by wearing her protective padding, and the very type of disaster that had forced her into this diapered state originally.

By the time the flood had stopped, the front of her jeans were dark and soaked, as was the patch of sofa underneath her. Her cockiness of thinking herself capable of a 30 minute nap without accidents was her undoing. When she woke, she immediately noticed the warm, wet sensation on her legs and tummy. Jolting up in alarm, her eyes fixed on the wet patch on the sofa.

She heard the front door open and footsteps approaching. ‘Oh, I didn’t know you’d be home so soon’ called her mom from the other room.

‘Did you remember to change your diaper when you got back?’

Emily froze. The footsteps stopped at the doorway.

‘WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!’ Her mom cried, seeing the accident spread across Emily’s crotch and the sofa.

Emily didn’t know what do say. She’d gotten so good at taking responsibility for her diapers and making sure she was never at risk of leaking. This slip up not only showed her inability to hold her bladder during her sleep, but the inability to prevent this sort of accident from happening. Overwhelmed by the feeling of embarrassment, Emily burst into tears.

‘Aw honey, I didn’t know this would still be an issue’ Her mom said softly.

‘Come on, let’s get you changed out of those wet clothes. Don’t worry about the sofa. Mommy will take care of everything’

Emily was led by the hand to her room, where her mom would strip her of the last piece of maturity she had left.

Photo credit to: @picfab

[goodnite-n-go]

Great story from my tumblr friend, took me a bit but I saw it.

Also to update on the previous post, I decided to do a chapter of diaper day next, cause I don’t have to do any photoshop for that. It’ll probably be done in the next few days. The next photo-based post will probably be the buzzfeed with Jenna Ortega. I have some pics of her I’m excited to do and several of you asked for it.