Hey y’all! So I’ve had a few more fun experiences since the last story that I’ve been too lazy to write about. I had my first two experiences wearing a diaper to work, as well as some fun with my girlfriend today that I’ll get to at some point :p.
Today’s story begins not this past Sunday, but the one before that. Recently I’ve had some changes in my diet, eating healthier and prep cooking for work, which for whatever reason has stopped me from having to poop every day. Instead now I feel the urge about every 2-3 days, which means my loads have gotten pretty regularly gigantic. Still not eating as many vegetables as I’d prefer, but that’ll start happening soon; which out of experience makes for some epic logs haha. But I digress.
Most of the weekend had been anything but shitty, and I was holding since Friday I believe. Towards the end of the evening a little light went off in my head. I work at an office job at the moment, in a cubicle where few other people are and without anyone really checking up on me. I’m attempting to get another job at my same organization, so I realized not only do I not really give a fuck if someone were to catch me, but that I’m running out of time to live the dream of messing myself at work. There’s quite a few videos that have inspired me of people messing it up in the workplace, and I’ve always wanted to give it a whirl.
That night I finished up hanging out with the crew on discord, and let my girlfriend fall asleep before me. Quietly, I snuck to our spare closet and pulled out a Northshore Supreme that I had ordered a while ago and went to put it on. Honestly, compared to their review on Northshore, they are the least supreme diapers I’ve ever bought for that amount of money. They claim they are more absorbent than any other diaper on their site, which is a load of shit (pun intended). M4′s are much better, and Crinklz are the diapers of gods compared to these haha. Some of those run a tad big on me though (or at least they did before I got a little fatter…. lol) so I had attempted to go for the small waist ones. They’re supposed to be for a 28-32 inch waist, and with my 30 inch waist I can barely get them on; that combined with their lack of absorbency, these quickly became my last resort pairs. They do at least hide very well, since they’re thin and tight, so it made them the natural choice for a public outing. Struggling to get them on I got them strapped and ready to go. The tightness made them fit quite nicely on my ass, and to anyone unaware it actually probably made my average if not small booty a little more thicc haha.
Ready for the next day, I went to bed with some underwear over them so the girlfriend wouldn’t know (she’s completely aware of my fetish, but can sometimes be accidentally shameful, so I decided to go on this adventure without saying anything since I was already doubting if I should), and we did the usual routine and headed out the door.
We went to grab a bagel and coffee at a local place, and I kissed her goodbye. Walking away I wondered if she could see the extra curve on my butt from the hidden padding. I could already feel the large turd press against my insides, giving me little waves of pleasure and horniness as it pushed on my prostate; I knew then that the urgency would be stupendous in not too long.
Fast forward to a few hours into work, and my stomach was cramping hard. I struggled to finish my coffee, and the nerves of having to shit so bad along with the lack of food in the morning made me start to sweat. I tried to make it through a few more Youtube videos before I would go for it (the benefits of having no one pay attention to what I do), as I like to let the urgency build until I literally can’t hold it anymore. I was getting light headed as wave after wave washed over me, and to let off some pressure I peed a little. Of course the warmth felt great, and I started to get a little aroused. It was wonderful rubbing myself through my diaper quietly, while the occasional coworker would walk by my cubicle with no idea what was about to happen.
Nearing the end of the videos, I could barely contain myself. My whole abdomen hurt when I moved, and my ass hole started to involuntarily (or at least somewhat :p) start opening, forcing me to flex my insides and try to suck it back up in. Every time I do that, it always pushes hard on my prostate and feels incredible. After enjoying that for five or so minutes and as people started leaving for lunch, I decided it was time. I stood up, feeling the urge get incredibly intense, and began to let it stretch me bit by bit as I walked the line between letting it all out.
A huge cramp hit me, and I decided to start. Relaxing slightly, it immediately began pushing its way out, hitting the tight back of my padding almost immediately. First just a tiny bit. Then a little more. Then a real push and a little more. Slowly I could feel the bulge growing to the size of a ping-pong ball. A thought then occurred to me: I still have to make it to the bathrooms with at least some sense of secrecy. Being brave, I pushed a little more out and felt to see where it was. Maybe a tennis ball. Remembering that I probably won’t see most of these people after a few weeks, I got even more devious and let out a big amount. With my hot semi-solid bulge being about the size of a softball now, perhaps a bit smaller, it was time to go finish elsewhere. I pulled down my jeans a bit to hide the mess, hoping that would save me a bit.
Waiting for no signs of life, I walked down the hall towards the stairs, as the first floor bathroom is usually quieter than the second floor where I was. The feeling of having a huge mess behind me, squishing and pressing against me with every step, was amazing. I then realized there was a group of three ladies directly in the way of my goal. I walked by them as quick and as far from them as I could get, hoping the smell wouldn’t be obvious as well as the bulge. They were laughing about their conversation though, and didn’t pay much attention as I slipped by into the stairwell. Once on the first floor, again there was a large amount of people in the hall, but further away, and I hurried into the restroom. A man followed me in, and I sat on the toilet with pants and underwear down in only my diaper and waiting for him to leave. We played the waiting game for quite some time, almost 5-10 minutes, and he finally decided to shit and leave. I always feel kind of odd hearing other men shit next to me, because I’m bisexual and it’s kind of a turn on. I also feel like a total creep, but really there’s not much I can do about it haha. Also it’s probably good that I don’t know who it is, as well as the anonymity making it better in a way. I try to avoid being weird about anyone I know personally for sure.
Finally alone, I start finishing the job. I stood up and leaned against the wall, and let it slowly come out, bit by bit. It always feels so amazing, sometimes I can’t help but moan a little as I fill up. I gave one final push and felt it spread all the way to the front, pressing up against them nice and warm. My eyes crossed with sheer pleasure. Knowing I’m out of ammo, I squatted down and totally relaxed, letting the pee just gush out and totally soak me. In fact, it was so much that it started leaking a bit out of the garbage diaper, and I had to finish off on the toilet since a drop went on the back of my jeans. It was massive at this point, the size of a very large grapefruit. After a mess of this magnitude, it sometimes feels like there’s more, so I just had fun trying to push for a while. Utterly spent, I took a few pictures to remember the occasion (which I may never post, still not sure if I’m going to go that far) and got ready to clean up. It was pretty contained at this point, but being a long time pants messer, I wanted to feel the wonderful ecstasy of letting go and sitting in it. Bravely, I decided to sit on the rim of the seat. It spread all around at this point, almost coming out the top in the back. It felt incredible, and I rocked back and forth for a few minutes.
Once I started cleaning up, I realized how shitty it was going to be (heh). I was pretty messy, and like a fool I didn’t get any wet paper towels or anything to help. I took it off and hid it as best I could so no one could look under the stall and see the remains, and began the mammoth process. About two or three minutes, another guy came in and I had to pause. Must have smelled awful in there and I wondered what he thought. Probably that someone was real sick in there lol. Then something bad happened. The cleaning lady knocked to see if anyone was there. I panicked, because I had a ways to go still. The other guy left, and she knocked again. I yelled that it was occupied, and she retreated momentarily. Fuck! I still had at least ten minutes of clean up left, and she was clearly waiting outside. I thought to myself “sorry, but you’re going to be waiting a while” and carried on as fast as I could. I literally went through a whole roll of toilet paper to get to some semblance of clean, as she annoyingly knocked every two minutes or so. I was like are you serious, did you see anyone come out? But she didn’t give up. Could have just went to the ladies room next door. But whatever. I finally felt sort of clean, although admittedly some had got on my arm and hand in the process; so I prayed to the Buddha and went out, dumping the diaper in the trash and quickly washing my hands and arms. It was super hot in there also, and I realized that I was sweaty and my hair was all beaded together. Honestly probably helped me look sick haha. I walked out, said sorry to the maid, to which I got a total glare, and walked back to my cubicle.
Feeling a little dirty still, I went to the upstairs bathroom and got some wet paper towels to finish up. Right as I’m done, now feeling totally clean and fresh, guess who knocks on the door. The same janitor lady. I walk out past her and just avoid any interaction. She looked like she hated me pretty bad, most likely having found the diaper and having to deal with the nasty smell. I am most likely on that ladies list of nasty stories that she’ll tell years from now lol…. kind of hilarious but extremely nerve wracking at the time. I’ve cleaned toilets for a living before and I feel her pain, though it must be a lot worse for someone without our collective fetishes. But like I said, I know almost no one here and am leaving very soon, so it might as well be with total strangers.
And that was my first time messing at work! Totally intimidating and scary for sure, even before I was found out! Honestly other than that I got pretty lucky in terms of secrecy, and I’m proud of bravery for sure. There’s nothing like being in an office building surrounded by people, and pushing out a firm load into your pants. Though this job is super boring, I have to say it’s pretty nice to have the opportunity to try things like this. But it definitely make me feel like I’m a total weirdo also, which I can’t really deny at times like this haha.
I would type out the second time, but now that I think about it honestly it’s pretty similar to the first, but with nobody catching me thankfully. Don’t want to bore you all since I can be a bit wordy haha. I had a little more play time before I had to clean up, since the office gets every other Friday off, and they stagger half the people so it was pretty quiet. Still another great experience though, and I can’t wait to do it again before I leave for good.
Anyways, hope you all enjoyed!!! Maybe one day if I get real confident I’ll post some pictures, but today is not that day haha. Next time I get a chance, I’ll write up what my girlfriend and I did today after convincing her to have some shitty times with me :p. Have a wonderful weekend and I hope there’s plenty of shitty times ahead :D
