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  1. Not actually wrong there, assuming this means correct math.
  2. Please continue this story! Actually, how about Joss doesn't let Travis change himself but insists on doing it for him?
  3. That's pretty hot. Nice vid! It makes me wonder: is there a physical reason why this is difficult or is it all conditioning?
  4. Tyler and Sean are 18 years old and have been friends for several years. After a long day at school, they're walking home. They are in the middle of a conversation about the upcoming exams, when Tyler suddenly gasps and starts walking faster. Sean hurries to keep up, only to have Tyler speed up even more. "Hey, wait up! What's going on?" Tyler doesn't respond except to shake his head and keeps going, starting to run. Sean is flabbergasted, but keeps up. They get to a traffic light where Tyler has no choice but to stop. Sean grabs his shoulder, turning him around. "Dude.." Looking at Tyler's face, Sean can tell something is wrong. He's puzzled about it when he notices Tyler involuntarily glancing downward and follows his glance. "Omg, did you just wet your pants? " It's not really a question. The legs of Tyler's blue jeans are soaked from his crotch to his knees. In fact, wet trails are still snaking further downward despite Tyler's obvious attempts to stop the flow. The look in his eyes is frantic, but in spite of his efforts, urine keeps trickling down, forming a puddle on the sidewalk. The light turns green and Sean follows Tyler as he runs on, tears in his eyes, ignoring glances from bystanders. Tyler finally dives into an alley and hides behind a dumpster, his back against the wall, panting. He hides his face in his hands and mumbles. "Oh God, I can't believe this is happening" "It's okay, Sean awkwardly tries to reassure him. "Accidents happen, I guess. What just happened, man?" "I don't know! I haven't had an accident like this since I was a kid!" Suddenly, Sean makes a connection. "Wait a minute. Yes you have! You had that stain on your pants after the exams last week!" Tyler gives him a panicked glance. "No! That was just because I sat in something without noticing" '" Come on, you rushed to the bathroom immediately when the exam was over. Why would you do that if you hadn't even noticed? Besides, you were fidgeting the whole time you sat there writing" "Okay, fine. You got me. I had an accident during the exam too" the Tyler admits, looking down at his shoes, parts of which are now also wet. "Come to think of it:, Sean said, "There was also that school trip when we were 11. I remember I kept thinking you were wearing a diaper or something" Tyler seemed about to deny it, but then sighed. "Yes. You're right. Of course. I had some issues with bedwetting and accidents when I was younger. My mom made me wear a pullup that day on the school trip because she didn't want me to have an accident and feel embarrassed in front of my classmates. But that hasn't happened for years now! Well, except for the exam thing.. " "What about that other time when we were playing basketball and you suddenly had to run to the bathroom? I remember we had to wait for you for like 20 minutes. Did you have an accident then too?" the Sean asked curiously. "No, that time was just a close call. I really had to go and barely made it to the bathroom in time," Tyler replied with a sheepish grin. "And that time at the movies when you said you had to use the restroom but didn't come back for the entire movie? Did you have an accident then?" At this point, Tyler seemed to recognize that no amount of denying was going to get him out of this. "All right, yes, I had an accident that time too," he admitted, looking embarrassed. "I couldn't make it to the bathroom in time, so I sneaked out while you were all still watching the movie. He trailed of for a moment. Then continued, still leaning against the wall and closing his eyes. "Actually, since I'm admitting things, there were a few more times when I also had an accident and didn't tell you. Remember when we went to that amusement park last summer and I suddenly had to leave early? I peed my pants one of the rides and didn't want anyone to see. And last week when I told you I couldn't hang out because of a family emergency? I actually had an accident on my way to your place and had to go home to change" The words kept tumbling out, the boy seeming relieved to finally admit it all. Sean kept silent for a while. "So, this is more than just a one time thing, huh..", he said, realizing that it sounded kind of stupid. Tyler feeling ashamed. "Yeah, I guess so. But like I said, it hadn't happened for a while until the exam last week. I was barely even wetting the bed anymore. Well, no more than once or twice a week anyway.. Since that day though, I haven't had a single dry night and I keep having accidents during the day. My mom says it might be stress.." Sean felt sorry for his friend. He couldn't imagine what it would be like to go through a thing like this, but he felt like supporting him somehow if he could. "So.. what's stressing you out? I mean, besides the obvious", he asked, touching Tyler's shoulder, trying not to look downward. Sean hadn't thought that Tyler could turn any more red than he already had, but he did. It seemed like he was struggling to decide whether to tell him something or not. The boy gave him a shy furtive glance. "I guess.. there's something else I've been meaning to tell you, but I was too scared to do it." The friend looked at him expectantly. "What is it?" Tyler took a deep breath, closed his eyes again and just blurted it out. "I think I might be gay." Sean's expression softened. "Hey, that's okay. You don't have to be scared to tell me that. I'm your friend, and I support you no matter what." Strangely, that didn't seem to put Tyler at ease. The boy still seemed to be struggling. "That's not all.. there's something else I haven't told you. Something that might affect our friendship" Sean's expression became more serious as he waited for his friend to continue. The boy took another deep breath before speaking. "I have feelings for you. I've had them for a while now, and I didn't know how to tell you. I didn't want to ruin our friendship, but I couldn't keep it to myself anymore," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. Sean felt his eyes widen in surprise, and for a moment he didn't know what to say."I... I didn't know you felt that way about me," he said slowly. He had to collect himself for a moment, swallowing. "But since you admitted all of these things to me, I guess there's something I should tell you as well" Tyler looked up at his friend in confusion. "I've actually been feeling the same way," Sean admitted, looking at Tyler with a small smile. "I didn't know how to tell you either, but I've been feeling like maybe there was something more between us." Tyler's eyes widened in shock. He had never expected his friend to feel the same way. He felt a wave of relief wash over him, mixed with a feeling of joy that he couldn't quite contain. "Really?" he said, unable to stop the smile from spreading across his face. "You mean it?" His friend nodded, looking just as happy as he did. "Yeah, I mean it. I don't know how it's going to work, but I want to try." Shyly, awkwardly, he grabbed Tyler's hand. Then he pulled his friend close and kissed him. It was impossible to tell how long that kiss lasted, as time appeared to lose all meaning. Finally, it was done and Sean became aware that Tyler's soaked jeans were brushing up against him. He didn't even mind. "C'mon". he said, wiping a tear from Tyler's cheek. "Let's get you home and cleaned up. Then we can talk about what all of this means".
  5. Granted, you start wetting the bed and have to sleep in goodnites from now on, I wish to own a house
  6. The new version contains the word 'bystandards' You guys may want to fix the spelling.
  7. I had to check twice but I totally recognize that location! Would have loved to just 'happen to pass by'..
  8. Not so much ruin something, but this one was definitely not how I planned things. I like diapers, so a few years back, when I had to take a trip by train to some seminar a few hours away, I decided to be padded for the day. On the way back (luckily) I had to change trains and decided to go for a snack. My diaper was already pretty used by that point. I wet myself again without holding back while standing in line. No problem so far. Then I sat down on a bench to eat.. Too soon. My diaper had not absorbed all of the moisture yet. I kind of felt something was off but didn't think much of it. After finishing my snack I went into a bathroom to change into a fresh diaper. That's when I noticed the very obvious, grapefruit-sized wet spot on the seat of my jeans. I couldn't really hide it either, so I spent the rest of my return trip standing with my back against a wall. (the last train was so crowded I couldn't even get a seat and people were standing really up-close) A pretty exciting thing to think back on, but not much fun at the time, let me tell you.
  9. Most of it has been said, but here's my two cents anyway: It's not necessarily wrong. Plenty of people have genuine incontinence issues and need to wear them. If people aren't bothered by that, then there's no reason why they'd be bothered by you wearing a diaper. It's not like anyone can tell by looking whether you really need your diapers or not. Having said that, the sight of a diaper on an adult can make some people feel uncomfortable, so do try to be a little discreet. Especially be discreet about the fetish side of things, because that will make a lot of people uncomfortable if they realize what it is. (Just imagine yourself being confronted with a different fetish that you don't share, by a random coworker or family member) I'm sure you wouldn't feel too comfortable knowing about that. Even if you would, most people wouldn't. Some things are better off being kept private. Thirdly, even the incontinent are usually very aware and careful of odors. Don't bother people with your smells if you can prevent it. I've heard of people who would intentionally mess their diaper in a crowded store. That would really cross the line if you ask me. Finally, different places have different rules and laws about what is considered lewd behavior. Keep yourself out of trouble by staying on the right side of whatever laws apply. Use your own best judgment.
  10. I've used the Abena Abri-Form M4/L4 before and they're great. One piece of advice if you're male :if you're wetting heavily while in a horizontal position most diapers will leak out the top. You can prevent this by pulling the waistband up as high as possible and pointing 'yourself' downward. If the latter is uncomfortable or won't stay that way, you can also use a booster pad and half-fold it over in the front, so you have an extra barrier as well as extra absorption. Make sure the waist band stil closes over it or it'll actually leak even more.
  11. Totally depends on the degree of incontinence. If it's just a few drops of leakage, say from strain, pads are totally fine. Yes, that's incontinence too.
  12. Next questions, for anyone who wants to join: 1. Is my crush a A. Boy B. Girl C. Your alternative 2. How did they feel when I peed myself? A. Thought it was hillarious B. Felt bad for me C. It kind of turned them on D Disgusted 3. What will I do now? A. Change into jogging pants from my locker B. Call mom from bathroom C. Take bus home D. Just go to class pretending nothing happened E. Visit school nurse F. Your alternative
  13. Well, you're the only one to respond, so here goes! "C'mon, 'rissa! Hurry up!" My knuckles must be turning blue from banging on the bathroom door. Unfortunately my thirteen year-old little sister has no intention of moving any faster. "Your hair really doesn't need that much attention and my bus is coming so I need to go fast!" "Sucks to be you, Jamy" she calls back. "Look, you were in here washing your face fifteen minutes ago. You should have gone then. I'm straightening my hair in here. And besides, I'm naked. Just use the bathroom at school!" "Ugh!" I yell and give the door knob a few angry shakes. But the clock on my phone tells me it's 8:14. Only one minute to get to the bus stop. I put on my jacket and my backpack and walk out the door. The bus stop is only one street away, but when I round the corner I can see it's already there. I start running, waving, hoping the driver will see me in the rear view mirror. He doesn't, and the bus pulls away leaving me stranded. I should explain, this is not a school bus. We don't have those in my area. Another one will come by in fifteen minutes, but that means I'm definitely going to be late for school today. I still kind of need to pee. For a moment I consider going back home, but Clarissa will still be in the bathroom and I can't risk being late a second time. So, I lean against the sign post and pull out my phone. 'Missed the bus' I type into my class' whatsapp group. 'Dude.. again?' My bro Frankie responds, adding a confusing row of random emoji. 'Yup.. Moustache man gonna be pissed..' I reply. Our math teacher's name is mr. Donovan, but that name only gets used when he's in the room, thanks to the huge red moustache decorating his upper lip. Fifteen minutes and a few solutions in my little alchemy game later, the next bus turns up and I get in. It's full of people going to work and I have to stand. I notice myself shifting my weight back and forth between my feet and quickly stop. I may have to pee but I'm sixteen, not four. No need to make a spectacle of myself. The bus halts in front of the school and I hurry inside. There's not really a point in running as classes have already started but I kind of feel like I should look like I'm making an effort. I get a note for the teacher from reception desk, where my lateness will be recorded. Third time this week. That's detention after class. I stuff my jacket into my locker and get up to room 205. Dead silence in there. Just my luck, an unexpected test. Moustache man glares at me and hands me a sheet. The desk next to Frankie's is still empty. He looks up, noticing my new Avengers t-shirt and giving it an appreciative nod. It's hard to do math with the distraction of a full bladder but I manage to finish the test just before the end of class. I should really go to the bathroom before the next class though. Moustache man stops me. "Not so fast mr. Carlton. I think we should have a talk about being on time" The next few minutes I spend nodding and listening to moustache man go on about the virtues of being punctual. By the time he's done the next class is entering the room and I have to run again if I'm to make it to room 302 for English. So much for going to the bathroom. English class on Thursday takes a double period. Just my luck. And today is presentation day, which means listening to half my classmates presenting their novel of choice. I'd be half asleep except for the fact that my bladder is screaming for release so much that I'm having to cross my legs. When I look at the clock hoping it's almost over, we're not even halfway through class. Ten minutes later I'm actually squirming in my seat, hoping nobody sees. I'm sitting in the back so I can probably get away with pressing my hand into my crotch. It's almost time. Halfway through a summary of Catcher in the Rye, a little spurt of urine gets away from me. I can feel the warmth in my underpants and also in my cheeks as I start to blush. A quick glance down shows me that it's not visible on the outside yet. Thank god. The buzzer goes and it's time for a 15 minute break. Finally! I've already packed my stuff into my bag so I can rush out. Of course, sitting in the back means that I'm not the first to the door and I have to wait patiently for the others to file out. It's like a traffic jam in the hallways. Every time someone jostles me, I can feel it in my bladder and a couple of times I feel myself losing a few more drops. A tiny spot is forming in the crotch of my jeans now. Hopefully it's too small for anyone to notice. I get to the stairwell where the bathrooms are. Knowing I'm not going to last long, I dash down the steps, taking two at a time. Halfway down I hear someone calling my name from behind and my heart skips a beat, because that voice belongs to someone I've really, really liked for a while now. I'm distracted long enough to miss a stray backpack sitting on the bottom step and I trip, falling headlong onto the landing just in front of the bathroom door. The first thing I feel is the pain as I hit my elbow on the floor tiles, and the shock of the impact that knocks the breath out of me. For a second I'm starting to see black circles in front of my eyes. It's when they start to fade that I'm becoming aware of another feeling, around my crotch. Something warm. And wet. The adrenaline hits me like a jackhammer when I realize what's happening and I scramble to my feet, while trying to stop peeing. By this time there's already a small puddle underneath me, and I can't seem to stop. I grab the door handle with my right hand while pressing my left into my crotch as hard as I can, but it won't help. Limping to a bathroom stall, I can still feel it running down my leg, and when I look back there's a trail. By the time I'm in the stall and manage to get my pants down, I can only let a few drops fall into the toilet. My heart is racing. My mind is going nuts. I'm sixteen years old and I just completely pissed my pants at school. There's little hope nobody saw, because.. That's when I remember whose voice distracted me on the stairs and I feel like dying. At the same moment, there's a knock on the door.
  14. Um.. you seem to be using a lot of material from the actual first book. You might want to be careful about passing that off as your own work. It could easily be construed as plagiarism. People have been sued for less. Lawyers aren't likely to go through forums like this but still.. better get to your own material quickly.
  15. I know what you mean. I was in Japan for a while. Sometimes I'd be in a shop and the person would try to say something to me in incomprehensible English. I mean.. I'd appreciate the effort but it made me wish they'd just speak Japanese because that was easier to follow.. 🤣 (and I'm not even that jouzu)
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