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  1. I am one of the rare ones that have worn and used Goodnites while flying. I have always put on my Goodnite after security though and never been stopped going through security even when I had a full pack of Goodnites in my carry-on bag. Wearing a Goodnite is not recommended on a flight, as others have stated as well. Both times I have worn or wet, I leaked both times.....and didn't release my full bladder either time. The first was very bad as I could tell I had leaked all over myself, with my pants and the seat very wet. I was too embarrassed to get up so I had to sit in my wet clothes and seat for the rest of the flight. Luckily, I guess, it was only an hour or so left in the flight. I do thoroughly enjoy wearing on flights. Next time though, I will come back to this thread to find what the best protection actually is.
  2. I would say they may be slightly more absorbent but not by a very noticeable amount. Every so often (maybe 1 every 3 packs of Goodnites) I'll find a pull up that seems to hold more than a regular Goodnite. I don't know if its just luck, or the way I am sitting or standing while I go that helps it absorb more. I would say this pull up was one of those rare ones that hold more than usual, but it was definitely full at the end. One more small spurt and I would have leaked for sure.
  3. I'll preface this story with a couple things. First off, this story isn't the most exciting and compelling padded story but I will try my hardest to use my (limited) writing skills to make it the best I possibly can. Second, I am writing this story to catalog my padded experiences. I have had a lot of fun padded times throughout the years and want to be able to look back at them. Thus, you all get the enjoyment of reading my stories. Throughout the coming times, I will be sure to write and catalog some previous stories of mine and with a little luck, write some new experiences too. Onto the story! I have been dying for some padded time here recently but because of life, I just haven't gotten that time. However, this past week I had a doctor's appointment scheduled. This appointment is nothing serious at all and more of a consultation but it was a great time for me to be padded. You see, through my own ideas and with the help of @rachelkirwan stories. I have always been super excited/curious about going to a doctor's appointment diapered. No other time has worked out until this appointment. I made the decision about 2 days prior to the appointment to do some type of holding challenge while at the doctor's appointment. However, I was stuck on what to wear. Since middle school, I have always done any holding or desperation time in a pull up. Goodnites to be exact, because those are my favorites! But lately, I have wanted to start holding challenges with a little less protection. I have never had a "real" accident in just regular clothes. It has always been in a pull up and, the thought of having an accident or leak with little to no protection is increasingly more exciting to think of. So I had two choices for the day. Goodnites pull up or boxer/briefs with a small incontinence pad. For 2 days, these options raced through my mind. I love Goodnites and I love wearing and wetting them. And my goal has always been to go to the doctors with a Goodnite on and maybe them even seeing the very top of my waistband. But boxer briefs and a small pad would be much more daring for a holding challenge. I like daring. With Goodnites, you can have an accident and everything look okay to the outside world. But with a pad, everyone will know you didn't make it to the potty in time and peed your pants. Whatever shall I do?!?! Well the day finally came! After so much thought, I came to a conclusion. I would go padded in a pull up. It is what I always wanted to do, which is a plus. The thrill of the nurse or doctor seeing my waistband while examaning me is a BIG plus. And I wanted a good holding challenge and if I fail, I don't want to make a big scene and pee all over my pants. Not a my hometown doctor's office at least. So pull ups it is! My appointment is at 10:45am. I wake up just before 7am. I stay in boxers and athletic pants while I drink my coffee, and breakfast and chill on the couch watching YouTube. At around 8:30, I go get ready for the day. My plan is this....go about my normal routine and bathroom habits until around 9:30 or so. I drink a lot of water throughout my days (I make sure I drink a gallon of water a day, no matter what) so starting my hold at 9:30 will ensure I will be bursting by 10:45 and dying whenever the doctor actually sees me. My goal was just to hold. Nothing more than seeing how long I can do it. I like to go until a start leaking uncontrollably. Well 9:30 comes around and I go to the bathroom one last time. After I finish in the bathroom, I go out on a Goodnite pull up, athletic pants, tee shirt and a hoodie. I fill my water bottle up again, 2nd time today. I spend the next 30 minutes doing chores around the house. Laundry, dishes, etc. 10:10 comes around and I feel no need to pee. This kind of worries me. The whole point is having a holding challenge at the appointment and if i don't even have to go then it is basically a fail. I make the decision that I must drink 2 full water bottles before I leave my house at 10:30. My water bottle is 36oz. The water I filled up at 9:30 is still full so I down that bottle within 5 minutes. Go to the kitchen and fill it back up. 1 more 36oz water bottle to drink in 15 minutes. I continue chores, while downing my water. This bottle is a little bit tougher to drink down. My stomach is getting full. 10:28 rolls around and....I'm done! Finished the bottle. Now because I drink like a fish anyways, I fill up my water bottle again, get my things together, and head out to my appointment. After pushing myself to drink those 2 bottles I leave the house at around a 5/10 on the desperation scale. It's a quick ride to the doctors office and I pull in around 10:37. My desperation in those quick 7 minutes has gone up though. I'm probably a 7/10 and my bladder is filling...quickly. I walk up the stairs to the office and check in. The receptionist grabs all my paperwork, she takes some of the papers for herself and then gives me back 2 pieces of paper and tells me to give them to the nurse when she comes and gets me. After this I go and have a seat in the waiting room as the clock nears 10:45. Desperation has kicked in full gear. No leaks yet but my body is dying to pee. I'm about 9/10 at the time I sit down. Sitting down just makes it worse. I cannot get comfortable. Nothing I do helps ease the pain from my bladder. It doesn't help that there around people sitting on each side of me and I have these 2 pieces of paper that I have to hold on to and make sure I don't wrinkle up. I try everything position I can think of without being noticed or without messing up these dumb papers. Who knew papers could be this annoying right now?!?. Finally I decide I must release some. It just hurts and I haven't even gotten back to the room yet. This will continue to increase so I should just let a little bit go so I can regain some composure. I lean forward and relax........nothing. it won't come out. I sit up straight and push and finally pee starts to dribble from me and dampen my previously dry pull up. It's one of those time where you have to pee so bad and your bladder hurts but it's also a little hard to pee. I pee a steady stream for about 2 seconds and stop. I relax and feel a bit more comfortable....for a second. Then the urge comes right back. I continue sitting, waiting for the nurse. I am there another 3 minutes and decide with the pee I released, and then the sudden urge again; I need to let a little more out. I push for about a second and let more pee wet my pull up. This second pee helps and I am able to relax slightly and regain my composure. At this time, the nurse comes out and calls my name. I jump up and follow her to the patient room. I'm still around 8/10 and it hurts to walk. We walk, and walk, and walk and finally end up at the room. I noticed we went to long way around to the room and I'm a bit spiteful at that, though on the other hand, I kind of enjoyed that torcher. I sit down in a chair in the room with the nurse right beside me. She goes over quick initial things, like how am I doing, takes my vital signs and such. She is a nice young lady. I can fell that my sweatshirt has raised just over my pants and pull up line. I am seated next to her but as she moves to get my blood pressure, I wonder if she can see the waistband of my pull up. However, my mind quickly clears from that and goes straight back to my bladder that is a 9/10 now. She takes my blood pressure and afterwards says one number is just a tad high. I say "okay" but in my mind think "yeah, I know. I am on the verge of wetting my pull up, my pants, this chair, the floor and everything else right now" She starts to finish up and I just can't hold it. The urge is too strong and I pee a quick, hard stream for 3 seconds. My pull up is officially wet. The first two wettings were small and hardly noticable but this was not. I feel the warmth sorround me. I stop it quickly in the hopes I don't leak. She gets up and walks out of the room and I quickly check butt to make sure I didn't leak. My butt is dry and I am good for now. As I wait for the doctor to come in the urge never ends. It is just too much and I sit in the chair and just pee a good hard 5 seconds. I feel the pee spread throughout my pull up and start to make it's way from the middle of the pull up, all the way up to the very front. I sit still and let everything sink in so nothing leaks. I feel everything sink in and check myself again. Still dry on my butt and pants......WIN! so far. The doctor comes in and we go over everything. At this point I start to worry. You see, this whole time I was kind of hoping she would have the examine me and possibly my stomach to make sure everything was okay. I was excited for this because she would have seen the waistband of my little pull up. But now, my pull up is starting to get full and if she were to press on my stomach at all, I would have a full on accident...all over the place. This worried me so as I sit there, I pee more and more. I am careful to make sure I get some pee out in case she does examine my stomach but also very careful to make sure I don't leak. I have leaked on office chairs and at the dentist chair before, and I don't want that again. After peeing more, I feel my pull up has grown and grown. I can tell the front is completely puffed out and saturated. The middle is completely full and the only place left for pee to go would be out of the pull up and into my pants. Finally she leaves! I am still an 8/10 even after peeing as much as I could without leaking. I am still shocked with how much I have peed, how full my pull up is, how I haven't leaked yet, and how much I still need to pee. I sit in the room thinking I am now home-free....but wait, says the doctor and she closes the door, the scheduler will come get you to make another appointment. SOB! I think. I have already lost this challenge and my pull up is full. I want to pee in a regular toilet now! After a couple minutes to scheduler comes and gets me and we make our way to another office. I sit down and we go over times for my next appointment. The urge to pee is still crazy and I pee very little while I sit there with her. Finally, everything is scheduled and it's time to go. She walks me out and I make a quick dash to the real toilet to pee. I pee and examine how full my pull up. It is super full and I am shocked I never leaked, though I am also greatful for that as well. My mind can't help but think how disastrous it would have been if I was just in a pad and boxer briefs. I leave the doctors office and go home, taking off my pull up once I am home. The end. And for those of you wondering, don't worry, the boxer briefs and pad challenge is coming. I just want to make sure it is when I am out of town so nobody I know, sees me have a big huge accident if I fail my challenge. Until next folks!
  4. There are a lot of great threads on this website. But this one, will always, be the best! So many great photos. Thanks for the updates and keeping this alive!
  5. This story is from a few months ago. I posted a holding challenge request here and had got some feedback. My whole idea was to wear a pull up on my drive home from my friends house But I was a little tipsy when I posted the request and then when I woke up, I just didn't feel well enough to do a hold. However, this story is of the night prior to what was going to be my holding challenge. It is still crazy to me that all this happened. I am very big on separating my diaper life, with my regular life. However, sometimes to urge is just too much. Anyways, This whole trip was to go see a friend. This friend lives 4 hours away from me but we try to get together every couple months and hangout. Usually, we will sit around play video games, maybe go out to a bar and chill, just have a good time, catching up and such. So I arrived at his place around 4:00pm that day. I had packed my pull ups with me, but did not wear them on the way down because I didn't want to smell, or have a leaking accident and have to change clothes or such. My friend......none of my friends, have any idea that I have a pee fetish, let alone, a fetish where I love wearing pull ups. In fact, I have always had a boundry around my fetish. Never around family, friends, or work. Therefore, I never wear around them or hold or anything. Anyways, we hangout for a bit at his apartment, playing video games, watching TV. I decided to have a few drinks of whiskey. Well.....as they say, alcohol can be known as "liquid courage". So Im feeling pretty good and we decide that we want to live the "old times" and go to downtown, get dinner, and go to a few bars/clubs. At this point, I had about 2 whiskey drinks and a lot of water to help combat any hangover I may get (Spoiler: it didn't work). So I had gone to the bathroom a lot and definitely already broken "the seal". Downtown is about 30 minutes, depending on traffic, from his apartment. Now, I had already packed my pull ups and been excited about the drive home the next morning, and the ensuing hold or challenges, you all had given me. So combine with the excitement, the liquid courage of whiskey, and the 30 minute drive to downtown with no stops, after having already peed every 20 minutes, I decided I would sneak down to my car and get a pull up for the upcoming night out. I tell my friend that I have to go down to my car to get something, so I run down, grab a fresh Goodnite pull up out of my trunk and tuck it into the front of my pants. I figure this is the best way to hide it until I can make it to the bathroom to fully change into it. I walk back upstairs and into the bathroom. My friend, none the wise. I take my pants and boxers off, and slide into the fresh pull up. I put my boxers back on and slide my jeans back up. I look in the mirror and make sure that the pull up isn't sticking out anywhere in the event my shirt rides up. Its not, but I do push the sides down on my pull up a little bit just to make sure. I take a deep breath, and go back into the living room. I walk back into the living room as my friend is grabbing the keys to his car. We walk outside and head down to his car. We start the 30 minute drive into town, I had no need to pee at the time, as I had gone before putting my pull up, just to make sure I didn't get into a hold situation. I was brave at the time, but not so drunk or out of it, to not be aware of what I was doing and I wanted to make sure I still kept some of my boundries. Well, we drive for about 30 minutes, and are getting close to downtown. At this point, the need to pee had started to creep up on me again. We finally make it to downtown, its busy, and my need to pee is about a 7/10. Well, a Saturday night in downtown leaves hardly any parking. We drive around and around and around, looking for any parking spot where we don't have to walk 3 miles to any bar. This time driving around just hurts my need to pee even more. Finally, I am around an 8.5/10 and realize we will have to walk at least a little ways to the bars. At this point, I decide my best option is to pee just a little bit to relieve some pressure and make sure I don't have an uncontrolled accident walking to the bars. So, I let my body go...….and nothing. I couldn't pee by just letting go. Maybe it was nervousness or maybe it was the fact of just sitting in a car made it hard to go. But I knew I had to let some go. I push my feet to the floorboard, rise up out of the sit a little (as much as I could without drawing suspicion from my friend) and push. Pee started to come out and the warmth started to fill the absorbent in my previously fresh pull up. I go for about 20 seconds and stop. Luckily, I was able to stop easily and the relieve felt so good. The very front of my pull up was warm and stiff from the absorbent filling up with me pee. It was only a small portion of the pull up though, and I knew I had left enough room in my pull up incase an accident occurred later on. We find a parking spot and start walking to the bars. We make it to an irish pub and I duck into the bathroom to finally empty my bladder. The night goes on, I drink lots of water, a little more whiskey, and we hop from bar to bar. I occasianlly need to pee and will go just a tiny bit in my pull up (for the excitement) before I dash away to the bathroom to fully empty my bladder into the toilets. After about 2 hours, we make it to a big bar/club. This club is packed and has 4 separate buildings, playing different kinds of music, that you can just walk in and out of. We hangout here, dance a little bit. I pee some while on the dance floor and pee alittle more while waiting in line for the bathrooms. After a while, we decide to leave and head back to his apartment. My pull up was maybe 1/3 full at the time. We get back to his apartment and start to put things away to go to bed. I had drank a ton of water and enough Whiskey to keep me pretty buzzed. I genuinely had a small fear that because of all I had drank, and that I had been letting some pee go into my pull up throughout the night that I was going to wet my bed in the middle of the night. I would not consider myself a bedwetter but have found that if I do holds and wear pull ups more then a day or two, I will end up wetting my bed on accident. Whether I am wearing a pull up or not. My pull up is 1/3 full and I am really afraid of wetting my friends spare bed during the night. I debate what to do. Take my pull up off and sleep like regular in my boxers and risk wetting the bed, go down and get a fresh pull up and wear that for the night, or keep the one I have on and risk it leaking if I do actually have an accident. I ponder this for a time and cannot come up with a single excuse as to why I need to go back down to my car, or where to throw away the pull up I have on without my friend noticing. I make the decision, to wear my current, 1/3 full pull up for the night. Its a risk but it may be better than wearing boxers even just wetting the bed a little bit. At least, this pull up will hold some pee in. My friends spare bed is actually in his main bedroom, in the opposite corner of his bed. Someway, somehow, thankfully, my friend decides to stay up later than me and watch YouTube. This gives me a chance to change into my night short and get in bed before he is ever in there. I crawl into bed and full fast asleep. Im asleep for maybe an hour when I wake up to go pee. No leaking in my pull up. I go to the bathroom, pee and while I am going back to the bedroom, I see that my friend has posted up shop on the couch for the night. Therefore, I have to whole bedroom to myself and don't have to worry about getting caught by accident. Liquid courage comes in as I make my way back into the bedroom. I decide, its more comfortable...and daring, to strip my shorts and boxers off and sleep in nothing but my pull up. I do that, I fall fast asleep. 1 hour later, I wake up to notice I have to pee. I am tired, turned on, so I let just a tiny bit of pee go into my pull up. I then get up and walk to the door. I open the door to go down the hallway to the bathroom, where nothing but my pull up, and my friend 15 feet away sleeping on the couch. Disaster would strike if he ever saw me going to the bathroom or coming back from it. It would be the worst experience of my life, but I run to the bathroom anyways. I pee, and go back to bed. 2 hours later, I wake up again with the need to pee, this time, I notice that my pull up is a little more heavy and wet then the last time I woke up. I had wet my pull up on accident in my sleep just a little bit and it had woken me up. I go back to the bathroom, nothing but a pull up on again. I make my way back to bed after my pee and sleep for another 3 hours. 3 hours later, and my bladder rings again. I had peed more in more pull up while I was sleeping, no leaks but It was getting full. It was about half full at this point and I started to worry. I hadn't wet much, but I had wet myself in my sleep twice now and my pull up was getting more full, I was getting scared of leaking. I had no choice but continued to wear it. I couldn't take it off. I had already had 2 accidents and there was no way I could randomly sneak out of my friends apartment in the middle of the night to go get a fresh pull up out of my car. Anyways, I go pee, come back to bed and fall back asleep. Morning has finally arrived. I wake up with the need to pee pretty bad again. The sun is shining through the windows and I can tell my friend is awake in the living room moving about. I decide to lay there for a second and feel my pull up. To my shock, it is full. 100% full. Every but of absorbent from the front, all the way up the back is puffed out and wet. At some point during the night I had wet myself again. It must have been slow as my pull up absorbed very well, throughout the entire pull up and had not leaked at all. I knew though, that one little stream and it would leak. I slowly get out of bed, making sure I don't leak, put on boxers, sweatpants, and a shirt and go to the bathroom. I pee and inspect my pull up. 100% full. I think of what to do. I had sobered up some and was ready to go back to "normal" No pull up. But I had nowhere to throw it away. I couldn't put it in the trash, my friend would obviously see it and knew that it was mine. I decided I had to keep wearing until I could get somewhere, away from his apartment, to change. I go back to the bedroom and grab all my stuff to leave. Luck has it, my friend had a class out of the next day that he wanted to get to early so he was leaving the same time I was. I was able to get out of there fairly quickly. maybe 10 minutes total. We walk down to our cars, I throw all my belongings into my car and walk over to say bye to my friend. As I walk over.....I start to leak. Very slowly and not noticeable but still leaking. I stay bye to my friend and tell him we must do this again..sooner rather than later. All the while my pull up slowly leaks. He gets in his car, I get in mine. I sit down and immediately the pressure makes my pull up leak, big time. It wets the butt of my boxers, and my sweatpants. I feel my seat and noticed that is wet too. I start to panic. I don't want this to happen. I quickly put the car in reverse, back out of the parking spot, and drive off to anywhere I can change. I make it about a mile and find a chick fil a. I grab my shorts that I was suppose to wear the night prior and a fresh pull up. I run inside, change, then after putting wet clothes in the car, I go back inside to get breakfast. After that, I drive home, spending the time focusing on hydrating myself. An hour into the drive, I decide to stop to get some water and Gatorade at a gas station. I wanted to hydrate myself and get over this hangover but I also wanted at least somewhat need to pee during the drive home so maybe I could hold or pee in my pull up. I stop at a gas station and start to walk in. The rope on my shorts are tied together but very loosely. As I walk in I start to feel my shorts slip down a little bit. Nothing major and I figure they are tied tight enough to where they wont fall down. I go up to the drinks and bend down to get some water, At this point I can tell my pull up is showing in the back as my shorts fall a bit more. Im not worried though. It really turns me on when I think someone can tell im wearing a pull up. Plus, its only me in the store, along with a 20-something cute cashier. I stand up, and go to the counter to pay from my drinks, never fixing my shorts. I get to the counter and the cashier starts to ring up my drinks. She looks down towards my shorts and then looks up at me and says "umm, do you know your shorts are sagging?" all in a cute voice. I look down, see that my sweatshirt has risen up a little, my shorts sagging, and my still fresh pull up in plain view of her. I say "oops, sorry, thank you" As I pull my shorts up and sweatshirt down. She smirkes and says "its okay". She finishes ringing me up and while im waiting for my receipt I say "sorry, that's really embarrassing. Especially since I am wearing a pull up". She smiles and says "its okay". she pauses and then to my surprise comes back with "what happened to make you wear them"? I am stunned. I cant tell her the truth about my fetish. So I say "oh, I just have stress incontinence, where when I have to pee, I only have a short amount of time to find a bathroom, and driving on the interstate, it can be hard to find a bathroom in time" This is somewhat true for me. After the night before I was worried about finding a bathroom if I got stuck in traffic. I always have this fear, actually. Even when I am not diapered and haven't been for months. Im always afraid ill wet my pants in traffic. Anyways, she smiles and says "its okay, its nothing to be embarrassed about, it happens to everyone". I say Thanks, grab my receipt and walk out. She watches me walk out and after the questioning, I wonder if she had some pee or diaper fetish too. It would have been risky, but I kind of regret not talking about it more with her. She was attractive for sure, and I have never met anyone with my same fetishes. It would have been really cool to meet another like-minded person, in-person. Anyways, I drive home, nothing more exciting happens. I still to this day, months later, cannot believe I did all this. I still have the family, friends, work boundry. But, that experience was crazy. I loved it. I love looking back on it. It turns me on more and more everyday thinking about. I don't know how I can top all that. But who knows, maybe one day I will. Cheers folks, I hope you liked this. Thanks!
  6. Im glad you posted this. It sounds like good fun. How can we do this challenge with pull-ups involved? I would love to do this one day in pull ups. Any suggestions?
  7. The Perfection: Horror movie found on Netflix (atleast in the U.S.) has a poop desperation and accident scene. I won't spoil/ruin the movie but a girl is on a long busy ride with no bathroom. She is sick when she gets on the bus and over the course of the bus ride, she gets sicker. She throws up and then screams that she needs off the bus to go to the bathroom. Bus driver won't stop, friend tries to get the bus to stop. Eventually, she gets up holding her stomach and saying "I'm gonna shit myself" over and over again. She tries to move, and then cries that she cant move another step or she will shit herself. The movie then jumps to a scene of her off the bus finishing up pooping while her friend is near her. Bus driver is throwing water on the bus steps to clean up from where she had pooped her skirt walking off the bus. If you are into poop desperation or humiliation, its a great scene to watch. Poop desperation isn't exactly my thing but I thoroughly enjoyed this scene....a lot!
  8. Update: Obviously, I started this Challenge post was a few months ago. I did not do any of the challenges. Reason for that is, I posted this challenge request during the evening and had already had a few to drink at that time. I continued drinking throughout most of the night so by the time I woke up and started to drive, I was sober but fairly hungover. So instead of doing any of the challenges, I decided on just focusing on getting home and helping myself get rehydrated. However, I did wear a pull up during the drive and had some "fun" (which I will get into), I never really did a "hold" or anything. But let's get to the reason I am posting this now. I am sorry for not doing any of the challenges posted, I will keep them in mind for a later time, but I hope the following makes up for it until then. As I said I had been drinking that night. This whole trip was to go see a friend. This friend lives 4 hours away from me but we try to get together every couple months and hangout. Usually, we will sit around play video games, maybe go out to a bar and chill, just have a good time, catching up and such. So I arrived at his place around 4:00pm that day. I had packed my pull ups with me, but did not wear them on the way down because I didn't want to smell, or have a leaking accident and have to change clothes or such. My friend......none of my friends, have any idea that I have a pee fetish, let alone, a fetish where I love wearing pull ups. In fact, I have always had a boundry around my fetish. Never around family, friends, or work. Therefore, I never wear around them or hold or anything. Anyways, we hangout for a bit at his apartment, playing video games, watching TV. I decided to have a few drinks of whiskey. Well.....as they say, alcohol can be known as "liquid courage". So Im feeling pretty good and we decide that we want to live the "old times" and go to downtown, get dinner, and go to a few bars/clubs. At this point, I had about 2 whiskey drinks and a lot of water to help combat any hangover I may get (Spoiler: it didn't work). So I had gone to the bathroom a lot and definitely already broken "the seal". Downtown is about 30 minutes, depending on traffic, from his apartment. Now, I had already packed my pull ups and been excited about the drive home the next morning, and the ensuing hold or challenges, you all had given me. So combine with the excitement, the liquid courage of whiskey, and the 30 minute drive to downtown with no stops, after having already peed every 20 minutes, I decided I would sneak down to my car and get a pull up for the upcoming night out. I tell my friend that I have to go down to my car to get something, so I run down, grab a fresh Goodnite pull up out of my trunk and tuck it into the front of my pants. I figure this is the best way to hide it until I can make it to the bathroom to fully change into it. I walk back upstairs and into the bathroom. My friend, none the wise. I take my pants and boxers off, and slide into the fresh pull up. I put my boxers back on and slide my jeans back up. I look in the mirror and make sure that the pull up isn't sticking out anywhere in the event my shirt rides up. Its not, but I do push the sides down on my pull up a little bit just to make sure. I take a deep breath, and go back into the living room. I walk back into the living room as my friend is grabbing the keys to his car. We walk outside and head down to his car. We start the 30 minute drive into town, I had no need to pee at the time, as I had gone before putting my pull up, just to make sure I didn't get into a hold situation. I was brave at the time, but not so drunk or out of it, to not be aware of what I was doing and I wanted to make sure I still kept some of my boundries. Well, we drive for about 30 minutes, and are getting close to downtown. At this point, the need to pee had started to creep up on me again. We finally make it to downtown, its busy, and my need to pee is about a 7/10. Well, a Saturday night in downtown leaves hardly any parking. We drive around and around and around, looking for any parking spot where we don't have to walk 3 miles to any bar. This time driving around just hurts my need to pee even more. Finally, I am around an 8.5/10 and realize we will have to walk at least a little ways to the bars. At this point, I decide my best option is to pee just a little bit to relieve some pressure and make sure I don't have an uncontrolled accident walking to the bars. So, I let my body go...….and nothing. I couldn't pee by just letting go. Maybe it was nervousness or maybe it was the fact of just sitting in a car made it hard to go. But I knew I had to let some go. I push my feet to the floorboard, rise up out of the sit a little (as much as I could without drawing suspicion from my friend) and push. Pee started to come out and the warmth started to fill the absorbent in my previously fresh pull up. I go for about 20 seconds and stop. Luckily, I was able to stop easily and the relieve felt so good. The very front of my pull up was warm and stiff from the absorbent filling up with me pee. It was only a small portion of the pull up though, and I knew I had left enough room in my pull up incase an accident occurred later on. We find a parking spot and start walking to the bars. We make it to an irish pub and I duck into the bathroom to finally empty my bladder. The night goes on, I drink lots of water, a little more whiskey, and we hop from bar to bar. I occasianlly need to pee and will go just a tiny bit in my pull up (for the excitement) before I dash away to the bathroom to fully empty my bladder into the toilets. After about 2 hours, we make it to a big bar/club. This club is packed and has 4 separate buildings, playing different kinds of music, that you can just walk in and out of. We hangout here, dance a little bit. I pee some while on the dance floor and pee alittle more while waiting in line for the bathrooms. After a while, we decide to leave and head back to his apartment. My pull up was maybe 1/3 full at the time. We get back to his apartment and start to put things away to go to bed. I had drank a ton of water and enough Whiskey to keep me pretty buzzed. I genuinely had a small fear that because of all I had drank, and that I had been letting some pee go into my pull up throughout the night that I was going to wet my bed in the middle of the night. I would not consider myself a bedwetter but have found that if I do holds and wear pull ups more then a day or two, I will end up wetting my bed on accident. Whether I am wearing a pull up or not. My pull up is 1/3 full and I am really afraid of wetting my friends spare bed during the night. I debate what to do. Take my pull up off and sleep like regular in my boxers and risk wetting the bed, go down and get a fresh pull up and wear that for the night, or keep the one I have on and risk it leaking if I do actually have an accident. I ponder this for a time and cannot come up with a single excuse as to why I need to go back down to my car, or where to throw away the pull up I have on without my friend noticing. I make the decision, to wear my current, 1/3 full pull up for the night. Its a risk but it may be better than wearing boxers even just wetting the bed a little bit. At least, this pull up will hold some pee in. My friends spare bed is actually in his main bedroom, in the opposite corner of his bed. Someway, somehow, thankfully, my friend decides to stay up later than me and watch YouTube. This gives me a chance to change into my night short and get in bed before he is ever in there. I crawl into bed and full fast asleep. Im asleep for maybe an hour when I wake up to go pee. No leaking in my pull up. I go to the bathroom, pee and while I am going back to the bedroom, I see that my friend has posted up shop on the couch for the night. Therefore, I have to whole bedroom to myself and don't have to worry about getting caught by accident. Liquid courage comes in as I make my way back into the bedroom. I decide, its more comfortable...and daring, to strip my shorts and boxers off and sleep in nothing but my pull up. I do that, I fall fast asleep. 1 hour later, I wake up to notice I have to pee. I am tired, turned on, so I let just a tiny bit of pee go into my pull up. I then get up and walk to the door. I open the door to go down the hallway to the bathroom, where nothing but my pull up, and my friend 15 feet away sleeping on the couch. Disaster would strike if he ever saw me going to the bathroom or coming back from it. It would be the worst experience of my life, but I run to the bathroom anyways. I pee, and go back to bed. 2 hours later, I wake up again with the need to pee, this time, I notice that my pull up is a little more heavy and wet then the last time I woke up. I had wet my pull up on accident in my sleep just a little bit and it had woken me up. I go back to the bathroom, nothing but a pull up on again. I make my way back to bed after my pee and sleep for another 3 hours. 3 hours later, and my bladder rings again. I had peed more in more pull up while I was sleeping, no leaks but It was getting full. It was about half full at this point and I started to worry. I hadn't wet much, but I had wet myself in my sleep twice now and my pull up was getting more full, I was getting scared of leaking. I had no choice but continued to wear it. I couldn't take it off. I had already had 2 accidents and there was no way I could randomly sneak out of my friends apartment in the middle of the night to go get a fresh pull up out of my car. Anyways, I go pee, come back to bed and fall back asleep. Morning has finally arrived. I wake up with the need to pee pretty bad again. The sun is shining through the windows and I can tell my friend is awake in the living room moving about. I decide to lay there for a second and feel my pull up. To my shock, it is full. 100% full. Every but of absorbent from the front, all the way up the back is puffed out and wet. At some point during the night I had wet myself again. It must have been slow as my pull up absorbed very well, throughout the entire pull up and had not leaked at all. I knew though, that one little stream and it would leak. I slowly get out of bed, making sure I don't leak, put on boxers, sweatpants, and a shirt and go to the bathroom. I pee and inspect my pull up. 100% full. I think of what to do. I had sobered up some and was ready to go back to "normal" No pull up. But I had nowhere to throw it away. I couldn't put it in the trash, my friend would obviously see it and knew that it was mine. I decided I had to keep wearing until I could get somewhere, away from his apartment, to change. I go back to the bedroom and grab all my stuff to leave. Luck has it, my friend had a class out of the next day that he wanted to get to early so he was leaving the same time I was. I was able to get out of there fairly quickly. maybe 10 minutes total. We walk down to our cars, I throw all my belongings into my car and walk over to say bye to my friend. As I walk over.....I start to leak. Very slowly and not noticeable but still leaking. I stay bye to my friend and tell him we must do this again..sooner rather than later. All the while my pull up slowly leaks. He gets in his car, I get in mine. I sit down and immediately the pressure makes my pull up leak, big time. It wets the butt of my boxers, and my sweatpants. I feel my seat and noticed that is wet too. I start to panic. I don't want this to happen. I quickly put the car in reverse, back out of the parking spot, and drive off to anywhere I can change. I make it about a mile and find a chick fil a. I grab my shorts that I was suppose to wear the night prior and a fresh pull up. I run inside, change, then after putting wet clothes in the car, I go back inside to get breakfast. After that, I drive home, spending the time focusing on hydrating myself. An hour into the drive, I decide to stop to get some water and Gatorade at a gas station. I wanted to hydrate myself and get over this hangover but I also wanted at least somewhat need to pee during the drive home so maybe I could hold or pee in my pull up. I stop at a gas station and start to walk in. The rope on my shorts are tied together but very loosely. As I walk in I start to feel my shorts slip down a little bit. Nothing major and I figure they are tied tight enough to where they wont fall down. I go up to the drinks and bend down to get some water, At this point I can tell my pull up is showing in the back as my shorts fall a bit more. Im not worried though. It really turns me on when I think someone can tell im wearing a pull up. Plus, its only me in the store, along with a 20-something cute cashier. I stand up, and go to the counter to pay from my drinks, never fixing my shorts. I get to the counter and the cashier starts to ring up my drinks. She looks down towards my shorts and then looks up at me and says "umm, do you know your shorts are sagging?" all in a cute voice. I look down, see that my sweatshirt has risen up a little, my shorts sagging, and my still fresh pull up in plain view of her. I say "oops, sorry, thank you" As I pull my shorts up and sweatshirt down. She smirkes and says "its okay". She finishes ringing me up and while im waiting for my receipt I say "sorry, that's really embarrassing. Especially since I am wearing a pull up". She smiles and says "its okay". she pauses and then to my surprise comes back with "what happened to make you wear them"? I am stunned. I cant tell her the truth about my fetish. So I say "oh, I just have stress incontinence, where when I have to pee, I only have a short amount of time to find a bathroom, and driving on the interstate, it can be hard to find a bathroom in time" This is somewhat true for me. After the night before I was worried about finding a bathroom if I got stuck in traffic. I always have this fear, actually. Even when I am not diapered and haven't been for months. Im always afraid ill wet my pants in traffic. Anyways, she smiles and says "its okay, its nothing to be embarrassed about, it happens to everyone". I say Thanks, grab my receipt and walk out. She watches me walk out and after the questioning, I wonder if she had some pee or diaper fetish too. It would have been risky, but I kind of regret not talking about it more with her. She was attractive for sure, and I have never met anyone with my same fetishes. It would have been really cool to meet another like-minded person, in-person. Anyways, I drive home, nothing more exciting happens. I still to this day, months later, cannot believe I did all this. I still have the family, friends, work boundry. But, that experience was crazy. I loved it. I love looking back on it. It turns me on more and more everyday thinking about. I don't know how I can top all that. But who knows, maybe one day I will. Cheers folks, I hope you liked this and it made up for me not doing any challenges. I will keep all the challenges in mind for the next long drive though! Also, I would like this post maybe changed to "Wetting Experiences" if possible. Thanks!
  9. I have a 4 hour drive tomorrow. Looking for a wetting challenge while driving. I will be holding... obviously. I can wear or a diaper or not. Just want something fun to keep me entertained. I am willing to hold/wet in public, with or without a diaper.
  10. A nice visible thong line through your leggings......and then wet leggings?! 10/10! Great way to bring in the new year!
  11. You know, after I got done writing this and proof read it. I realized that it did sound like something somebody would make up. I was hesitant to post because of that. However, it really did happen. It was absolutely one of the most crazy, yet amazing, things to ever happen to me. I still can't believe it and I kinda wish I could go back to the same store and see if she is working so I could try to get her number. The amount of sympathy and compassion she had was super attractive. It was crazy and I still can't believe it happen so I thought I would share with you all. However, If you want to believe me or not, that is your choice.
  12. Uber is very safe. You may get some crazish drivers but if those are not bad. On the kidnapping, robbery etc. end, it is very safe too. I was in Nairobi, Kenya recently and needed to get to the airport from my hotel. Everyone told me to use Uber because they GPS track everyone and Uber does a good job with background checks etc. Once you use Uber or Lyft, you will go back to them, time and time again. Both of ggood companies and helpful when getting around any town.
  13. Thanks! I hope it was at least a good read. I had a lot of fun that day. It's always fun to get my mind off everything and do hold and wettings throughout the day.
  14. Edit: I am a long time lurker and rarely post but I wanted to share my story with you all. Im not the best writer and I was rushed writing this but I hope it is still good and excites you all! So yesterday, I had a class to go to out of town in a major city. I like wearing goodnite pull ups but I live in a small town and do not want to risk getting caught so anytime I am out of town, I like to indulge in my diaper wearing. Day started off by being at home, changing into clothes and a pull up for the 3 hour drive to this class. Most of the day was uneventful, I did wet myself on the drive to class and had to change to a new pull up. Class was a few hours and I planned to go Christmas shopping afterwards. Anyways, class ends and I go to the large mall in the area. Throughout the day, I wet my pull ups and had to change maybe 3 times. All of these wettings were holds, and I would eventually leak and then pee on purpose due to the pain of holding. I got to the mall and just before going in changed into my last goodnite. I started my shopping after getting some more liquids in me. I was at the mall for around an hour and a half before I really started feeling the need to pee. At this point, I had most of my shopping done except one item. I went to a few stores searching for this present and ended up asking associates at various stores if they could help me find this present. The last store I went to was Rue 21. My need to pee was maybe 9/10. I go up to a few (3) associates standing together and ask if they have this present Im looking for or know where I can get one. Downfall #1, they end up being extremely helpful and actually looking on there phones what stores around us carry this item. This process takes maybe 5 minutes and, all the while, I am dying to pee, desperately holding. About 3 minutes in, I start to leak into my pullup. After this, I started spurting every 20 seconds, slowly and slowly, soaking my very last pull up (and I still had a 3 hour drive home). After 5 minutes, (and them telling me there is a store 30 minutes away that may have this item) I have to cut them off and ask where the nearest bathroom is because "I am literally wetting myself". They tell me and I run off, peeing the whole time. I get to the bathroom stall and yank my pants down. My pull up is completely full at the front and pee is starting to fill up the back half. I pee some more until I finally feel like I can hold on for the 30 minute drive to the next store. Get in my car, and drive. On the way there I hit construction traffic for about 45 minutes and the need to pee increases a lot. Im back to probably a 7/10 by the time I get to the exit of the store. At this point my pull up is very wet and on the verge of leaking, if I pee anymore. I decide to forego trying to find this present and go to Walmart to buy a new pack of pull ups for the drive home and future use. I pull into Walmart and run in. I get to the diaper isle and feel the urge hit....and hit hard. I start to leak a lot, uncontrollably. I start feeling wetness seep out of my pull up and into my jeans. During this I am also looking for the pack of goodnites I need. I find this shelf, only to realize they are completely out of goodnites in my size. At this time, I regain control of my bladder, barely. I check my jeans. No spots on the front, but I can feel my area around my butt and thighs are wet, but not drenched. I quickly look up a drug store nearby and make the decision to go to the Walgreens .8 miles away. I feel at this point, I can hold my pee until then. I really had no choice, my pull up was full and I really didn't want to pee myself all over my car. Run the my car and start the drive to walgreens. I come up on heavy traffic and a few red lights. I am at the point of crying because I need to pee so bad. Big spurt...….another big spurt falls into my pull up. I am now using one foot for the gas/brake and one foot to hold myself up off my seat so I don't get it wet. I finally arrive at walgreens, quickly get a spare change of pants out of my bag and make a mad dash inside. Running inside, I start to leak again. I find a sales associate. Younger girl, 19 or 20 years old. She is blonde and very cute actually. I tell her I need diapers and a bathroom. She asks if I am looking for baby diapers and I say "No, I wear goodnites". She shows me to the goodnites and that's where I uncontrollably loose it. I start peeing full force into my pull up. I am half bent over just peeing and see my jeans get wet in the front and streak down my legs. I am silent, just bent over, peeing, without any hope of stopping it. I look up at the cute girl and she says "im so sorry, ill help you" She grabs a pack of the L/XL goodnites, opens them, and pull a fresh pull up out of the package and gives it to me. She then tells me where the bathroom is to change and that she will have the goodnites at her register when I am ready to checkout. I run to bathroom, peeing the whole way. I get to the bathroom and finally finish peeing, I change my pull ups and pants and walk out. I go put my wet jeans in the car and head back inside. I go up to the cute girl and apologize and tell her that is the most embarrassing thing I have ever done. She is super nice and compassionate about it and actually tells me she cried a little bit after she gave me the pull up at the thought of how embarrassed I must have been. I thank her for everything and then she says "would you like I bag for your jeans or are you just going to throw them away?" I said I would like a bag and she kindly hands me one. I buy, thank her again and head home.
  15. I can't believe I never saw this. Great story. I work in Emergency Services as well. I also just so happen to work in a college town and we get snow...………. Probably just a coincidence but It made me enjoy the story even more, wondering if the girl was one of the hot medics I work with...……..
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