Hey guys! I’ve started posting more of my casual scenes elsewhere ! Here’s a sneak peek, but be sure to head to Wileywets.com to see the full video and my exposed face 😓🙈
I woke up from my last night at Gearblast in a surprisingly barely used diaper, which I decided to use for the long drive home.
By the time I arrived, it was pretty well sogged— except for the back. Still, I was tired from the drive and hadn’t been the most hydrated, so I was excited to change before bed early for work in the morning.
My roommates had different ideas…
The new Patches diapers had arrived, but unfortunately, they only come in a size large at this time. Given that they probably wouldn’t fit without an extra layer or stuffers, they decided that my road trip diaper would stay on to test out Patches.
I fussed, as I earnestly just wanted to change, but was threatened with my blackmail folder and chastity if I didn’t comply. As punishment, I was strapped into the high chair in front of non-ABDL friends and fed my dinner.
After some mandatory bong time, I was sent to bed and told that I couldn’t change until both diapers were thoroughly soggy. Before I could change or have an orgasm, I had to provide pictures and videos proving I was obeying and using my diapers.
Focusing on work was hard— the diapers were so tight and full that every movement caused sensations to run wild and smells to escape. There was enough powder to make me smell like a nursery but enough piss to make me smell unwashed bedwetter. Every hour, the thickness and rubbing increased, along with the smell. I was trapped in a horny prison of shame and desperation.
Eventually, the first layer could take no more and began truly overflowing into Patches. He hungrily drank it all and spread my legs further and further… every movement a reminder of what I was wearing.
After a sufficient amount of humiliating evidence had been shared, I was given the go-ahead to change, but only after I came.
I thought this would be a challenge due to the thickness of my diapered prison— I was wrong. As soon as the wand made contact, I felt the movement through every part of my body that the oversized padding touched. It sent wave after wave of scent to my nose.
Having been rubbed by the padding all day, within 5 seconds, I could tell I was getting close. In under 30 seconds, I was having another accident.
In under 60 second, I knew my Roomate’s were right, and that this was exactly how I belonged.
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