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Anatidaephobia

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  1. https://www.omorashi.org/do-not-post-list/ Also found at the very bottom of the page
  2. I mean it doesn't have to be a bag on the ground, couple places I know of rent little bunkie cabins and it's just a matter of bring some food and bedding really. (Or an RV trailer in my case) As for bugs well theyre pretty much always out for blood unfortunately.
  3. I've seen these pics just kinda floating around on the net, cool to meet the author now. (Edit, I'm an idiot who realized the year is 2023)
  4. Nice pics, hopefully you get well soon and out of the hospital.
  5. This is a bit of a long one so buckle up. Is it really an accident if you choose to have one? I'm sure that question gets asked alot. This is a recent story that happened last Saturday, the forecast was going to be a semi warm pleasant sunny day with some wind. It began with getting some chores done around the house the last of which required taking a small trailer filled with random crap to be emptied at the local waste transfer center, hook up my truck and off I go. As I'm waiting my turn to offload thoughts begin to appear in my head, it's about 12:30 and after this task is done I'll have the afternoon and evening to myself. How can I make the most of it, and how can I make it interesting. Let's make a shopping trip, but not just any regular shopping trip. Oh no that's too boring and mundane. A padded hold of a trip to Universal Diapers, some of you may have heard of it, if not it's basically a baby/adult diaper store with clothing and accessories. The rules were simple-make the trip there, get a small supply boost and come back dry. Wasn't going to make it that easy for myself, so I head home to drop the trailer and prepare. The clothing of choice were a Rearz alpaca with a booster, a purple onesie to hold it in place, a black t-shirt over top, jeans, sweater, favorite hat, jean vest, and a black backpack. Jump in the truck and head out to the train station, but a quick pitstop to grab some 2 monsters, some Gatorade and water. Throw them in the empty bag and off we go. Park the truck and buy the ticket, about a 15 min wait until the next train stops for downtown. Well time to crack that first monster and have a quick smoke as it was about a 40 min ride, my eyes wandering around and I happened to glance that some trains are not going to be run at certain times due to what I assume is track work, whatever I'm in no particular rush right now. Finish my smoke and drink and I head to the platform boarding the train as it rolls up, take my seat on my padded rear and browse my phone with the occasional drink of water to pass the time. The feeling begins to arise that my bladder is filling 10 mins into the ride, thanks monster energy for the monster piss I'm gonna have. Another 30 mins pass and I've reached my stop, the need to pee rising quickly due to the two bottles of water I've had on the train. Leave the station and crack the second monster open and nurse it to my designation. The busy streets filled with the traffic of vehicle and pedestrians cover the sounds my particular underwear would be making, the journey was mostly in a straight line with maybe a dozen traffic lights. Let's drink some Gatorade. Water sucks, Gatorades better. (If you get that reference, your awesome) Light by light the need begins to become an urge, my bladder filling with the irritants of the monster and water combined to form the diapers flood. The motions of walking, stopping and waiting are really begining to play havoc with my bladder, won't be too long before my designation thankfully but I'm most definitely not returning home dry that's for damn sure. 5 lights to go and I begin to fidget with my hands in my pockets. 4 lights, and the squirms begin to appear 3 lights, the pain of the hold sets itself in. 2 lights, the first of many spurts trickle slowing into thirsty padding awaiting the untimely demise. The last light felt like it took forever, standing there waiting while the bustling streets continue on around me. A jet of pee escapes as my legs buckle below me, clamping down with all my willpower and might I managed to regain control. The light changes in my favor and the store is in sight, hopefully I can hold it until at least I make it back out. Walking in the store a very rare sight is spotted at the back of the store, right smack middle of the abdl section. The section I want to be in, to quickly grab what I want and flee before the flood happens in my diaper. Three people were browsing the abdl diapers, two I assume we're a bf/gf couple probably around my age(30s give or take) and one lone soul making a quick sample buy and skedaddle. The couple were still browsing the goods and I'm standing off to the side a bit waiting my turn to grab and go, shell shocked as to what I'm witnessing in the moment. Now any other time people were in the store not in that section I would have walked back out and waited for them to leave, but I felt calm and relaxed to just kinda stand off the the side and patiently wait my turn. As I'm waiting the female notices me makes brief eye contact and apologizes, I say not to worry and to take your time. In the moment I just felt so relaxed I never even thought about my need to pee, well my body managed to handle that problem by itself apparently as I never even noticed my bladder let go until I began to feel the warmth spreading around my diaper. Here I am standing here pissing myself uncontrollably while people who share similar interests within arm's reach. A beautiful high and downfall, a small amount of panic sets in. How did I mange to put myself in this situation I'll never know, but at least there's the small comfort of knowing that these random strangers are literally buying diapers for probably the same purpose I am currently using mine for. At last they kindly let me in and I quickly spot my desires, a pack of Rearz safari and a sample of critter caboose. Goodies in hand I turn to make my purchase as my bladder begins to finish it's voiding process. She turns to me holding a random pack I didn't recognize and asks "don't these look cute?". My face may or may not have been flushed red but I responded with a little laugh and say "yeah they sure do". I make the purchase and stow the goods, the pack in a large garbage pack carried with in another recycled t-shirt bag thing, and the sample pack in my backpack. I leave and walk to the nearby park to enjoy the high of the moment and another cigarette. I hear my train pass in the distance as the destinctive sound of a diesel locomotive carries it roar into the distance. It was going to be a long trip home and I certainly won't be holding it the entire way. How I didn't manage to leak shouldn't be questioned, I certainly put the critter caboose to good use for the evening into the morning. If any of the three are currently seeing this, however brief our encounters were I was glad we've managed to meet members of the community. If your down for a meet and greet I'll do my damn best to be there. (Editz: English as my first and only language is probably riddled with grammar errors, I'm sorry I can't brain today)
  6. Personally for me I enjoy either the campfire aspect of it, or just lying down and staring off into space. The times I can get away with it padded are even better.
  7. A great place to go in the GTA region would be a place called universal diapers on Danforth near Woodbine ave. They have a pretty decent variety of abdl and medical brands in the back along with simple sample packs. The folks there running the place are super friendly and non judgemental and totally helpful. Would recommend 10/10
  8. Personally I do prefer diapered content, it's almost as if the personal shame of losing control in one without anyone else knowing has a thrill to it. Especially if it's under a dress or skirt to cover and hide the guilt. Plus diapers make for an easier clean up if you don't leak.
  9. Being an avid camper who's moved through the ranks of a bag on the ground to small travel trailer, it's got me asking if anyone else here enjoys escaping society for a bit. What do you do on said adventures? Solo or groups, kinks or not I'm interested in the adventurous side of things.
  10. Formerly blue-fox. Hated the name and wanted to change it.

  11. So long time lurker, fiqured I would say screw it and share some experiences and stories of mine. This one being the most favorite to try and recreate. Living in Ontario, Canada within walking distance of lake Ontario gives the most awesome trails to walk along the shoreline with the use of parks, playgrounds, and importantly public washrooms. Now usually when I go out on said adventures I will pad up with a Rearz inspire night-time and bring a subtle go-bag with some supplies and a change, and stuffed to the zippers with whatever drinks I fancy such as water, Arizona tea, etc. So off I go on a late spring friday evening, work was overwhelming that week so it was time to unwind. The breeze was gentle, clouds were scarce, and people were beginning to leave the trails. Perfect t-shirt and cargo shorts night. Now an important note about a section of these trails is there are small forests scattered amongst fields, and when the sun sets you do get wild animals ranging from trash pandas, fart squirrels, foxes, yotes and deer. So insect repellent and a flashlight are very handy to have in the go-bag. After walking for about an hour it was time to sit down and have a rest, take a nice long drink and enjoy the sunset on a bench, thoughts to myself and a bladder that wanted a release it was finally nice to relax for a bit. Let go of the horrific week and of my control and bask in the warmth of the sun and my urine in solitude. The peace of it all made me lose track of time while being lost in my thoughts. In about an hours time they would close the public washrooms and at this point after consistently dribbling in my diaper I needed a change, time to move and make my way. After some walking distance and time I've successfully managed to secure a change in a single person washroom, best thing to do since it's a long way back home and I've been drinking a lot of water and tea. Now this is where the fun begins, why not challenge myself to a hold? Certainly I can make it back home dry? It's only a 2 1/2 hour walk home in the moonlit darkness, what's the worst that can happen? Maybe 15-20 mins in the need begins, small and annoying but making it's announcement. Nothing I can do but press on, better take a drink. Another 20 mins pass by and the need has upgraded to urge, would have been a good time to visit a washroom had I have been anywhere close to one. The countdown is drawing closer as the pain of holding begins to present itself, remember how I said there were scattered forests along this trail? Well at night they can be downright terrifying at night. Making my way through the path and forest the breaking of sticks catches my attention, the pain of a full bladder screaming for release into the thirsty padding under my shorts. A small dribble escapes as my heart begins to pound from the fear of an unknown entity and the thrill of a true accident. I grab my flash light from my bag as I stand still and scan the surroundings. I see nothing, but hear something in the darkness. A loud SNAP of a tree limb sends a jolt through my body, another spurt esacpes and warms my crotch further before clamping down. It's time to go in more ways than one. Leaving the forest at a quicker than normal walk as I do not want to stick around and find out what is lurking in the darkness the forest begins to open up into a dimly moonlit field. Whatever the darkness beholds seems to be following me at a slow but loud pace trough the thickness of the brush. My bladder is flat out screaming at this point, my heart pounding against my chest. Just as I exit the forest I spot something large emerging the forest maybe 20 or so feet away from me, my heart drops into my stomach as my diaper grows hot with urine. What the hell am I witnessing here? A wild beast out for my flesh? A demon conjured from the depths or my imagination? I whip the flash light around and prepare for a fight, as the dark figure is finally illuminated I realized what it finally was. Relived both in my mind and my body I calm down knowing that a hungry deer was out for a late night snack. My diaper growing towards the back from the intense flow inside of it with no way to stop or slow the flow a drip is felt down the back of my leg, then another and another until I was full on leaking a large stream out of my readily absorbent diaper into my shorts and eventually the asphalt path below. (Turns out a leak guard was torn in that area.) The shame and guilt as I stand there watching the deer, a victim of my own manufacturing. The deer looks up to stare at me, watching with intent as if it were mocking me "Ha, made you piss yourself for nothing". I turn to leave as I waddle along back home for a shower and a change, making one last look at that smug deer as it chews on its snack. Watching me waddle away with a trail to follow, it was a good evening for a walk. TL:DR - pissed my diaper and shorts over a deer in the dark.
  12. 31 male Ontario, Canada (eh?) Mostly DL but open to other things if interested
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