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DLbirdy

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    Ageplay
    Bedwetting
    Diapers
    Humiliation

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  1. Keep them cumming … episodes that is…
  2. I like the childish ‘weewee’ but also in the UK it used to cost a penny to go to a pibluc toilet so the term ‘I’m just going to spend a penny”. ‘Point percy at the porcelain’, ‘see a man about the plumbing” … they are all so good. For me it was always ‘mummy, I’ve weeweed in the bed!
  3. I was wet every night until I was 12. My mother took away the nappies when I was young hoping that if I was uncomfortable then I would get dry quicker, but that did not work. I was ten when I asked for nappies again as I just could not sleep in a wet bed, but she said firmly NO. Then I wen to boarding school where I wet less frequently, but by then I think I was fixated on nappies and when I left school I was back to bedwetting but looked after my own nappies. Actually I started making my own terry nappies and still remember buying my first pair of plastic pants like it was yesterday, that was over 50 years ago!!!
  4. I did not have a dry night until I was 12 years old and sent to boarding school. I wet the bed infrequently while I was there and was desperate to be dry. When I left school I lived at home for a couple of years and resumed bed wetting, it just felt right. So, I wet the sheets occasionally before I started trying nappies. Back in the 1970s there were no disposables that I knew of, so I made my own nappies from towels etc and I found some plastic pants at a pharmacy miles from where I lived .... oh the embarrassment, but what a turn-on! The thing was I always enjoyed wetting wether day or night. By my early 30s I was back to almost nightly bed wetting and by 40 it was every night. I never told anyone although dating was difficult but I met my wife who never seemed to mind. I had my cancerous prostate removed last year and as everyone knows the consequence of the prostate operation, it was the perfect time to be able to tell friends and others that I was incontinent, wore nappies and wet the bed. I am now 71 and have always had a childish outlook on life. I still wear shorts or dungarees every day. I make my own shaped terry nappies and use Suprima plastic pants, although If I need to look more serious I wear pull-ups. Bedwetting, yes, perfectly happy about it!!
  5. I have been wearing cloth nappies for over forty years. I make my own shaped version that I can wear during the day and boost them at night with a soaker. I make them from very thick terry, 550gsm, with a soaker strip down the middle, then that is covered with a layer of brushed cotton. All in all very absorbant, and comfortable (and just a little exciting), especially as they are cut to my shape. I should explain that I have always had a small bladder and have had a rather wet life (bedwetter until 12 years old etc.) and now I have had the prostate removed for cancer. I have to change them only once at lunch time and again late afternoon. So four nappies per day and the night time one with added booster of two layers of terry in a thin strip. The plastic pants are Suprima 1213 for day and 1205 for night. I feel very virtuous for not piling loads of disposables into landfill and keeping my costs down as best I can. I don’t even worry if my neighbours see my washing line!
  6. It took me a while to find these https://www.henleysmed.com/products/mattress-covers-protectors but they are thick plastic and should last for a long time. I used to use their plastic pants for my bedwetting problem also, then I realised it was not a problem!!!
  7. I have had a strange time recently. Last October I had my prostate removed for cancer. I told the surgeon that I did not mind the incontinence as I had had a pretty wet childhood and much of my later life was in nappies. Actually I have been addicted to nappies and plastic pants since I was about 8, I am now 70! Recently though I have been feeling a bit down, having no prostate makes erections a thing of the past and an orgasm is a rather weak affair albeit still possible. I had started not to enjoy the nappies though and that was dreadful. I even started to do the Kegel exercises to become more continent. Oddly enough I did like being in enough control that I could flood a nappy should I wish, but that has not happened, just drip, drip, drip. Now though I have decided to embrace the aspects of this lovely fetish and I am currently sitting in a very wet bed having had an over full nappy that clearly could not cope!. I have now taken off the plastic pants and am enjoying wetting the sheets even more. Happy days!!!
  8. I fly every year from UK to NZ and I now (after prostate operation) wear Abena M4s Pull-ups on the flight. They are good for 6 hours of dribbling! I also have one metal hip so always set off the alarm and end up being patted down. I stopped being embarrassed about it a long time ago, actually I don’t mind a bit of humiliation, but the security people are so super-polite that it has never happened! I always carry two extra pull-ups and a tabbed nappy or two in case I cannot find a cubicle big enough to be able to take off the trousers and get the shoes off as well. (The perennial problem of the pull-up). But all that aside the convenience of the nappy is brilliant, would not (could not) be without them, especially flying.
  9. I was a roadie for an American band many years ago. We had gone to a small village and set up the gig. Before the gig this girl came over to my bus, she had been drinking, anyway she offered me a whiskey which I turned down as I would be driving later. She just wandered away to an open space about 50 feet away, lifted her skirt, took down her knickers a squatted in full view of everyone and had a pee. I think the French are less inhibited in these things!
  10. Please don't be disgusted with yourself. I spent 40 years wishing I did not have a nappy fetish, then my lovely wife said "are you harming anybody! does it give you pleasure, make you relax, then stop worrying about it". I followed her advice and went 24/7, never looked back, just enjoy the nappies, the wetting and the erections.
  11. Terries for me anytime! I was brought up in the 'washable nappy' era so it is where all my influences are based. Nappypants is right, having had a wee you do feel wet, but I love that. Changing can be difficult at times but for me the humiliation of nearly being caught only hightens the fun. I have a woodwork shop in a yard of other builders and car workers and I have only once been suspected, but I change there every day and anyone could walk in, albeit that I am pretty careful. I make my own terry nappies, with a slightly babyish covers, (that is the 'Adult child' in me) and Suprima plastic pants, the snap-on variety. (FL Dlteddy) I use two in a working day and it amazing how useful they are when the last mug of tea hits the bladder and your hands are covered in glue! As you rightly say, Aaron, I like to think I am doing my bit for the environment, and a washing line of nappies and plastic pants is a lovely sight.
  12. I just got back from a driving holiday to Scandinavia. Wife and I had one bag of clothes each but the biggest bag was the nappies, pull-ups, plastic bed-sheet and plastic pants. I often have a bad case of 'urgency' and bedwetting is a norm, so pull-ups are daytime wear and plastic pants over a nappy is security at night. Iam pretty paranoid aboutwetting hotel beds. I think I have convinced myself I need daytime protection, but they still feel a bit naughty. I wet my pull-up in all the best tourist attractions and loved every minute!
  13. Back in the 1970s I found a pharmacy in London that sold plastic pants. They were an hour away from where I lived so I was 'safe'. There were a couple of other people in the shop when I went in and asked for plastic pants. "Are they for you?" the very serious pharmacist asked just slightly too loud. I could not speak from nerves and just nodded. He then took three different ones out of their packages and held them up to show me the different styles (pull-on, press studded etc) it all took ages and I was so embarrassed, but the humiliation was such a kick. I chose two and paid him, "come back soon" he said as I left, I think he enjoyed it too!
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