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Hey to all those following. This story is not dead, I've been working out where I want to take it, and I will continue. I'm hoping to post a new chapter in a bit. I have to go to sea soon so, like most of the story so far, I will write a lot while on patrol. A chapter or two soon, depending on sea time, then I'm off on patrol so later in the year when I'm back, the rest. I have another 8 or so chapters planned. I also have a few other ideas for either one shot stories or a few with a few chapters. Sorry to anyone waiting patiently, been a difficult couple of years, but things are starting to go ok and I'm well in the headspace to write again.

Great little story. Fun to read and love the idea of someone wetting and their friends ether not caring or occasionally joining in. loved it.

Yay, a new chapter. Love this story and thrilled to see it go on.

Agreed! Can't wait for more. Great story.

Fantastic. Hope there's more.

This was great. Love the world of FE, loved the story. More please 🙂

Another great chapter. Close call for Dan, glad he and Amy didn't get busted even if it was perfectly innocent and cute falling asleep in each others arms.

Hi, 39, male, straight. Glasgow area of scotland. DL but open to trying ABDL.

Great story. Looking forward to part 2

Hi all, just thought I'd share what just happened. I was driving in the UK (Edinburgh to Bristol). I hadn't pee'd since Scotland, some 300 miles ago. My plan was to make it to my flat and then indulge in some sort of wetting game as my flat mate is away and I have been home with family for a week and unable to play. With about 100 miles to go I was set on putting on a diaper and cutting loose. By 80 miles to go I was starting to get a bit desperate. I always drink loads of water and redbull drinks when doing long drives and was getting very full. Determined as I was though I kept going, slowly creeping up the speed (nothing insane, I like my licence). With a meer 40 mile to go I was clutching at myself and was contemplating giving up as I knew there was a rest stop coming up. I even pulled into the inside lane ready to come off. But somehow, I didn't. I drove past it and carried on, now beyond the point of no return. By the time I pulled off the motorway, I'm not gonna lie, I was squirming hard. I think the semi I had from all the grabbing and the desperation was the only way I was holding on. Within a few minutes I was in the flat's carpark (thankfully empty) and managed to jump out. I grabbed my bags and had to hobble to the block, holding on for dear life. If any of my neighbors looked out it would be immediately obvious as to my predicament. I somehow made it up and into my flat. Threw my bags down and dived into my bedroom. I uncovered my stash of diapers and threw one down on the bed. As I started to drop my trousers I realised all the doors were still open and anyone in the block stairway would see what I was doing. I was in tears now, and hadn't been that desperate in a very long time. I could feel the wee right at the tip of my cock. I locked the front door and dived back to my room. Threw my trousers and briefs down (very slightly damp, oops :) ) Even as I lay on the diaper to put it on I leaked a bit, spurted out as I pulled the front up. Splashed pee onto my stomach, felt soooooo good I nearly relaxed right like that, laying on my bed with a half on diaper. And I wouldn't need to do more than relax. I was at the point were the slightest easing of my muscles would result in an flood. Thankfully I came to my senses enough to remember my waterproof sheet was in the closet, not on the bed of my rented accomodation. I pulled the diaper properly into place and got the tapes done up. I had to half roll off the bed to stand up, leaking every second or so as my muscles were giving up. As I stood up beside the bed I finally let go. I don't know if I did it by choice or not but I let go. The diaper can normally hold at least 2 full bladder loads before it leaks but this time there was no chance. I was peeing so much, so hard and fast that I'm sure the hissing could be heard back in Edinburgh and there was no way it could absorb that much fast enough. Hot trails of pee down the inside of both legs and two small damp patches on the floor. They will clean easy enough, there not the first. After I finally stopped all I could do was stand in bliss and squish the now saggy diaper about, feeling the warmth press against me all over (and generate a few more small leaks). Its now 15 minutes later, I'm sat at my PC chair, on a handy towel, loving the squishy warmth and I'm hard just reliving this wonderful wet. Gonna keep this on all evening until its nice and full, then a relaxing shower before bed.

fantastic writing. keep it up.

Man, that was great. Another brilliant chapter and eagerly awaite the final chapter.

Fantastic. Loved this. The slow, leaky build up to the flood is always great.

This is a great story so far. Intrested to see where it will go

Yay. I was so thrilled when you started up again Barry, and once again you deliver.