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  1. I'm not sure why I listened to her. I nearly didn't. I didn't actually intend to when I told her with all my misplaced pride of my strong bladder. And I was proud of my strong bladder. I was never the girl who needed to stop the car halfway to where she was going for a pee. I never waved my hand in desperation in class. I never had to skip part of a movie to run to the restroom. I hadn't wet myself since I was a toddler, not even come remotely close, so I certainly didn't need to wear diapers "just in case". So I'm not sure why I did. Respect for advice sincerely given? An abundance of caution? I'm really not sure. But on just my third day on the job I was infinitely glad that I had. Because anyone can have a bad day. I was dying. Maybe I should have taken it a little bit easier with my water bottle. If it's just sitting there I tend to drink mindlessly. Probably I shouldn't have drunk that cup of coffee before my shift to wake myself up. I didn't ever do that again. Whatever. However my bladder was filled it most definitely had been filled. Now it was full. Overfull. I'd fucked up. By the end of my shift I badly needed to go to the toilet. Not enough to be at any risk of an accident or anything though. Just regular badly. It would have still been fine if my replacement for the next shift had turned up. But he didn't. When he was around fifteen minutes late I called up the office to ask what the hold-up was. "Didn't anyone tell you?" A crackly voice fractured down the line. "We had to move Al over to section B. We've called someone in for you. Probably about an hour or so." My heart sunk. I didn't mind the overtime, the money was welcome, I'd accumulated some debts through the fault of mostly others, but I was officially desperate. I asked if they could send someone up to relieve me for a few minutes but I just got an unsympathetic "We don't have the staff right now." I was to learn they never have the staff. Before I started this job I'd always thought that employers had to give people restroom breaks. It turns out that isn't quite true. They have to provide restrooms. They don't have to actually let employees use them. And this particular job, which shall remain nameless, didn't. You could pee before or after your shift. If you needed to go during... tough. Think dry thoughts. Cross your legs. Piss your pants. I didn't know what to do; should I try to hold on and make it to the restroom completely dry? Or should I try to leak slowly into my diaper to take the pressure off? If I tried to hold it and failed I was pretty sure that the diaper would overflow and it would be just as embarrassing as if I had wet myself without one. But deliberately pee myself? I'd never done that before. I wasn't sure I even could. And I had another concern... There was this one time back in college. A group of us had driven to the next town over to watch some band play a shitty bar that had the solitary virtue of not carding. The band sucked, I think we only went because someone had a crush on the bassist. On the way back this girl Maddy, I think her name was, needed to pee but my friend Loz, who was driving, wouldn't stop by the side of the road. I can't remember why, there might have been a good reason, or she might have just been fucking with Maddy for the lolz. Then Maddy started saying that she was literally going to wet herself. Emphasizing the "literally". Loz kept telling her she better not. The other girl in the car, whose name I can't remember, was telling her to let a little bit out to take the pressure off until we could stop. I'm pretty sure I was just laughing at the situation. Eventually Maddy announced that she couldn't wait any longer and she was going to try to pee a little bit. Ten seconds later she was yelling that she couldn't stop. Loz was yelling at her to stop peeing. I was dying laughing. She ended up completely pissing herself. I didn't want that to happen to me. To start to pee and be unable to stop. I wished I'd practiced for this moment safely at home. But, of course, I never thought I'd actually need to use the diapers. They were just a precaution. Just in case. My predecessor had recommended them to me the day of my orientation in a hushed tone, even though no one was nearby. "And one other thing..." She started with a blush. She pulled a plastic package out of a drawer beneath her, my, workstation. Adult diapers. I was shocked. "Hopefully you never need to use them. But you'll be ever so glad you did if you do." She went on to explain, "The shifts are eight hours without a break and sometimes you'll have to work unexpected overtime." I was embarrassed to be having this conversation. Embarrassed this woman was admiring to wearing, and wetting, diapers to me. "I've got a really strong bladder." I assured her. "Good." She couldn't look me in the eye, "That will help. But anyone can have a bad day and if one ever does happen to you..." She shrugged and offered one last suggestion, "Make sure you leak slowly rather than let it all out in a flood. They don't cope with floods well." I was dying. I seriously couldn't sit still without feeling like I might lose control. I wasn't going to make it. Accepting that was surprisingly easy. For the first time in twenty years I was going to wet myself. The only question was, "Could I get away with no one else ever finding out?" I had to try. I glanced to my left and right. No one was particularly nearby. No one looking my way. I held my breath and relaxed. It was easy. Too easy. I almost got lost in the wonderful feeling of finally unlocking my tired and burning muscles and gave in completely. Almost. I clamped down firmly and stopped peeing. That was much harder, much more uncomfortable. I understood what Maddy must have felt. Surely it would be impossible to stop if you were drunk. A hand carefully run over the back of my work skirt felt no sign of wetness. I didn't even feel wet. I'd expected to for some reason. I guess you expect to feel wet if you pee in your pants. But I guess I wasn't wearing pants, not precisely. But, if it was possible, I needed to pee worse than ever. I could feel myself spasming painfully between my legs. I needed to leak again. It took all my muscle strength and all my willpower not to leak again. I had to wait for a while. But I didn't know how long was an appropriate amount of time to wait between peeing a little. Thirty seconds? Ten minutes? I decided I would have to wait five minutes. If I held on for just five more minutes I would let myself pee a little. I swear the second hand was moving backward on my watch. I checked it a thousand times. I sweat panic. Finally five minutes had passed and I peed. For two seconds. A quick, desperate, spurt. Then I clamped my muscles shut again as tightly as I could. My body complained. My pussy felt like it was on fire. But somehow, unbelievably, I managed to stop peeing. The next five minutes was worse. Impossibly worse. I think if I'd been anywhere but work I might have just given up and wet myself. Certainly if I'd been alone. It wouldn't have been worth it. It was only barely worth it. But I really didn't want a reputation as "the girl who wet herself at work". So I had to hang on. Somehow. I counted all three hundred seconds, it took hours, I relaxed at two-nine-nine because it would take a second to start. It was glorious. Better than the last two times. Better than any orgasm. And then, too soon, far too soon, it was over and I had to force my exhausted muscles to stem the flow yet again. They wouldn't. I kept peeing. In a panic I tried again, unwilling to give up, unwilling to have an accident, not now, not here. My body resisted my will at first but ultimately relented, to my endless relief. With dreadful heart I surreptitiously swept a hand underneath my ass expecting to find my seat soaked. But it wasn't. The diaper had held up to even my prolonged leak. Thank God. It was easier to wait five minutes this time. I guess I must have released enough pressure so that my bladder wasn't right at the limits of its capacity. Don't get me wrong, I was still desperate, just not on the brink of an accident desperate. I was getting worried about how much more the diaper could hold though. I really had no idea. I cursed myself again for not testing it out at home. At least with a measured quantity of water if I really couldn't bring myself to pee in it. The next time I leaked it wasn't so bad. Maybe practice was making perfect. I decided I better keep up my schedule though. I didn't want to let myself get so desperate that losing control completely was an inevitability. I didn't keep count, but I think I ended up leaking another five or six times before my relief arrived in the form of a call-in I'd never met before. He came sauntering up to my station with a relaxed air and a lop-sided smile. I'd never been so happy to see anyone. I rushed through the hand-over as quickly as I could without letting on my situation. He seemed to want to chat but I wasn't in a position to indulge him. As soon as I could I gave him a tight smile, wished him a good night, and walked as fast as I could toward to restrooms. Before my relief had arrived I'd been letting myself leak enough that I was actually feeling fairly in control, if getting increasing concerned that the diaper must be nearly full, but now I was on my feet I was once again concerned that a complete accident was imminent. Maybe it was standing up and walking, maybe it was knowing relief was just seconds away. I was dearly tempted to stop in the hallway and let myself leak a little more but visions of finally losing control and making a puddle on the floor twenty steps from the restroom were all too real so I forced myself to wait. I don't know how I managed. I had my skirt around my waist before I'd even fully closed the stall door. I ripped down my tights, tore the tabs of my diaper open, and collapsed onto the toilet, peeing as I sat. It was possibly the longest pee of my life. I didn't keep time, but it felt like I peed for minutes. When I finally finished I balled up the diaper and buried it in the trash beneath a layer of hand towel. It was so heavy. I couldn't believe it was able to absorb that much pee. Thankful though. Because if it hadn't, or if I hadn't been wearing it, I would have absolutely suffered the embarrassment of people knowing I wet myself at work. I never needed them again. I was very, very careful with my fluid intake and after about a year I moved on to different employment. I did recommend the diapers to the woman who replaced me, despite the embarrassment of bringing it up. She seemed skeptical and told me she had a strong bladder. I hope she listened though. Because anyone can have a bad day.
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    This film segment appears to date back to the 50s or 60s and the girl appears to modelling in some kind of cloth diaper. Whether or not it is a diaper is unknown but the source I found the video from on 'Iceporn' claimed it was. I have no idea if it is really a diaper she is wearing so I guess I'll let you guys judge for yourselves. Anyway I hope you find this video interesting. Her nipples also remain covered at all times and there is no real nudity.
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    Another collection of random videos I've stumbled across on Twitter and Tumblr recently, hope you enjoy them! Rach
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  4. So, as the question asks, did anyone else here wear diapers past the age most kids are potty trained? Ergo between 18 months and 3 years of age? I know I did. I wore them until a little past the end of second grade, so about the time I turned eight, since my mom couldn´t find anymore that would fit me. If you can, share any memories you can. Now, this story takes me back. It was in 2003 or so. I was about five years old, maybe five and a half. I went to the local YMCA for preschool, or maybe it was daycare. Maybe it was both, moving on. I was wearing a light blue shirt, dark blue sweatpants, and some shoes. Now, here's the thing, gonna lay a little backstory about me back then. You see, I wasn't technically potty trained. True, I knew how to use the toilet, and how to tell when I had to go, but using diapers and beings changed seemed to help me bond more with my mom. I wasn't nervous about using diapers, and was never caught, not even by the staff. I would fill them, and no one would notice. On that day, I had a pretty substantial breakfast, including a bottle of milk or two. On that day, we were studying the Chinese Zodiac. We were called up to pick the animal we were born under, cut it out, and get it pasted onto two Popsicle sticks. I, at the time, thought I had been born under the dragon, because dragons are cool, and I liked them. What my five year old mind didn't know, which I would find out a few years after, when I was eight or nine, was that, being born in early February, I was actually a tiger, but that's beside the point. I cut out my paper dragon, and joined my classmates in the line. I only knew a few of them by name, but we didn't keep in touch. I was near the back of the line. It was a moment later that breakfast came to haunt me. I felt a sharp tingling sensation in my bladder, and my bowels felt quite full. I gently rubbed my stomach, rubbing my legs together. I normally wouldn't worry about using my diaper, but with the teacher so close, and several other kids behind me, I feared they would sniff me out. I didn't know whether or not some of my classmates were in diapers, or Pull-Ups, I never noticed if they were. Normally, I would just let go into my diaper, or find a place to relax, but I didn't want to lose my spot in line, or tell the teacher where I had been. I could already feel a few dribbles spurt into my padding, and something shifting in my gut. I knew I wouldn't hold it in much longer. I "accidentally" dropped my paper crane. My dark blue sweatpants hid my diaper pretty well. I bent down to pick it up, and began to push. I smiled as I felt a stream of urine soak my diaper, warming it up. At the same time, I blasted out a fart, muffled by my diaper and pants, and began to fill the back with a squishy mush.As this was going on, even though it barely lasted a minute, to five year old me it felt like hours. As I pooped, I kept thinking "Please don't notice my poo poo." I stood up, got my paper dragon glued, and went on my stinky way. I was later change in the car, or get changed, rather.
  5. I think I captured most of it in the title... Yes Rachel is procrastinating and surfing dark corners of the web.
  6. This thread is for requests for the omorashi and diaper fetish game dubbed Average Life. Here you can request to join development, share ideas, and maybe even learn about future updates. Be aware this is non profit game (not even ads) so if you do ask to join development you will not be paid. Its only a hobby. Thanks everyone in advance for helping out~! (P.S, game is here)
  7. Hello all! For awhile now, I've been wanting to make DL art featuring messing/wetting, and I recently finally found the time to make some. This is one of the first diaper pictures I've made, so please let me know what you all think! I am thinking about making a story featuring this character when I have more time. I do plan on making more art and posting it here as well when I can.
  8. Apologies if this question has been asked before. I did a search, but there were too many diaper-related themes to check. Does anyone know of scenarios in everyday life where people would wear diapers? I’m not talking about babies or infirm/elderly people, but people with normal bladder/bowel control in situations where there is no access to a toilet. The two that I know of are: astronauts in spacesuits people who do deep sea scuba diving Does anyone know of other examples? For example, what about people who are doing solo ocean sailing? Presumably, they have to be prepared for occasions when bad conditions make it impossible to leave the tiller?
  9. It was a hot day so I had been drinking a lot of water. The diapers really couldn't cope. 20200103_215443_1_1.mp4
  10. It's been a while since I wrote a diaper story. If you like it and want me to continue, leave feedback. The Weird Scholarship Chapter One: The Drive I drove down the highway with one hand held between my legs. I had to pee and being stuck in a car didn't help. A sign up ahead said that the next rest area was only fifteen miles up ahead and I could certainly hold it. It was just a bit uncomfortable and I didn't know what I would do when I got there. My phone rang and I answered it. I know you are not supposed to talk and drive, but at least I wasn't texting. I looked at the screen and saw it was my best friend Kara. “How's the drive?” “Weird,” I said. “I'm almost to Massachusetts though.” “Good timing,” she said. “What's weird about it?” “You know.” She very well did know why I felt weird. This was her plan. “I'm wearing a diaper.” “You better be, Nora,” said Kara. “You don't want to be found out as a faker and lose your scholarship.” “Yeah,” I said. “That's the problem. I'm not really incontinent. They are going to find out.” Kara giggled on the other end of the phone. “No they're not. Just act natural.” I rubbed myself in the thick padded material between my legs with my phone to keep from peeing. I then picked the phone up and said, “This is not natural.” “Well, get used to wetting yourself,” she said. “You probably should show up in a wet diaper. That way you won't look like a faker to the other girls who are used to wetting their diapers.” “Why did I let you talk me into this?” I asked. “You got a scholarship to MIT. The IRS took your college money, remember? This is your last chance to go to college.” I sighed. “Goodbye, Kara.” “Bye. And trust me about arriving in a wet diaper.” I hung up. I don't understand how things got so weird. My father had saved enough in my college fund to pay for all four years of school. So my junior year of high school, I didn't really need to bother with scholarships. When we had to go to the library to research scholarships, Kara suggested I choose the weirdest scholarships. There were actually scholarships for people who entered a program to study yodeling. Like I could get a job doing that. There was also a scholarship for incontinent girls who were studying engineering at MIT. That was a pretty specific scholarship and it was a perfect target for my entertainment during library time. So when the IRS investigated my father, somehow my college fund was where they though he was hiding the money. It was the summer before college and I had no money. The only scholarships I had applied for were for yodeling majors and for incontinent girls studying engineering at MIT. The scholarship was generous. It paid for everything I needed for college. I remember getting the phone call where I was given the scholarship. “Is Nora Stevens there,” the woman on the phone had asked. “This is Nora.” “This is Elizabeth Jones from the scholarship selection committee. I am pleased to inform you that you are next on the list for the Scholarship for Incontinent Girls in Engineering.” My mouth was opened in shock. I had though my college dreams were over since I lost my college fund. I was in until her next line. “The other girl didn't measure up. She was faking incontinence just to get the scholarship. I made this scholarship so incontinent girls can have the full college experience. That includes living in the dorms. To do that we want to make sure that we pair you with another girl in the dorm that is in your same situation. Will this be a problem for you?” “No problem,” I said. “Good. We are having a summer camp to get to know the other girls. Attendance is mandatory.” Kara had laughed and laughed when I told her, but she had been a big help in getting me adult diapers. They do sell diapers in stores, but the kind that real incontinent people wear are only found online and I had to order some ahead of time. The rest area came up soon after the sign that said that I was entering Massachusetts. I almost stopped, but then I thought about what Kara said. An incontinent girl would show up in a wet diaper. To be convincing, I would do the same. I relaxed and pretended I was siting on the toilet, even though I was sitting behind the wheel of my Ford Fiesta. I still had to keep my eye on the road. As I started to wet, it was so warm as the wetness spread around my crotch and under my bottom. The first time I wet the diaper, I was surprised it felt good. This was the first time I had tried to wet while sitting down. The first time I wet a diaper I was standing. Both times, I was shocked at how good it felt. I looked back at the rest stop through the rear-view mirror. The rest area, like my toilet training, was behind me.
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  13. From the album: OverFlo207 - 2015

    Request by - kylewally109 While walking through the sunflower fields, Lucas tries to be strong; even after suffering through that super fucking depressing incident at New Pork Town. He still holds onto his cherished memories, and longs for his friends and his mother’s embrace...when suddenly, a figure appears like a ghost out of the light, a mother with open arms stands, awaiting to receive the loving welcome from this lost child. Outrunning his tears, Lucas dives into her arms, hugging her as tightly as he could, filling her with hugs and kisses. And after an onslaught of affection, his tightening loving grip around her chest finally forces her robe to unravel, popping out the goat mother’s large milk cartons. With a small blush of embarrassment, she motions to wrap them back up, until hearing a low growl from Lucas’s tummy. Toriel pauses, and then coyly opens her robe back up, inviting the human child to nurse from her bosom. Lucas graciously devours her hospitality, and after suckling from her for some time, he falls asleep in her grasp with his mouth still wrapped around her nipple. Hours pass, and she begins to notice an odor coming from Lucas, and after a thorough check through his diaper, she finds the smelly culprit. Not wanting to wake the stinker, she remains sitting down, ignoring her own needs to release. The contentment of this child means so much to her, that she would rather mess, disgracefully, on the ground in her diaper, rather than to disturb the serenity of the moment…”Don’t worry Lucas, mommy’s here for you, no matter what.”
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  16. It all was because of the damn bus.... Usually the bus which I take from school back to my neighbourhood would arrive on time. But for some reason or the other, it was late. Not your late by a few minutes late. Like more than n hour late. And that wouldn't have been a worried had my bladder not given the signal that it need to empty itself. "D..amn,," I said. Usually I don't swear, not even using mild words like the D word but this was one exception. "Did I hear you swear?" My partner and one of the close friends, Jemimah asked. We ere both of the same age but definitely did not look so. Jemmimah was a tall girl, tall at the age of 13, with feminine curves and growing breasts. Many judged her cup size to be nearly B and guessed that she would have a voluptuous size by her mid-teens. I on the other hand was a short, scrawny 13-year old with a flat chest. Many people commented that I could pass as a ten or even right year old, which made me embarrassed. "Yeah, I uh need to pee," I replied. "Well, surely you can hold. We'll be at my house shortly," she replied. I was heaing over to Jem's place to work on our English project. Mum also wanted me to stay there to until she could pick me up--for some strange reason, my mother didn't trust me to be home alone, even if I was already a teen. I didn't reply to Jem and crossed and uncrossed my legs, hoping that I could really hold it. It was probably the vast amounts of Coca-colaa I had across snack and lunch time. Oh darn it, where's the freakin' bus? The rickety old bus arrived as I dashed up immediately, almost forgetting to flash my ID until the driver reminded me. The ride went smooth until a red light halted the vehicle. My bladder again gave a signal and I squeezed my nylon-clad legs together again. "Oh gosh, Lauren, you're not a kid. Hold it," Jem commented. I didn't reply again as I squeezed my legs tighter, hoping that I could really hold myself till we got to her place. Darn it, move bus, move! Finally, we reached our stop and I scooted out of the bus. Jem's house was at the top of a hill which meant another eight to ten minutes of walking. I started to pick up my pace and then after a few house, stopped. "What's wrong?" "I don't think I can hold it,.." Jem shook her head. "Bloody hell, you're not a baby! Come on, another few more houses and we're there!" I moved again then pass another side road I bent and felt a warm dampness between my legs. "Oh my gosh, are you peeing?!" "I...I..." I turned bright red as pee continued to soak my underwear and travel down my tights. "Come on, we've got to get to my house." She yanked my arm and half dragged me up the hill, A few minutes later, we were inside her bungalow. Just as I kicked off my flat heeled shoes I felt the dampness between my legs again and stopped. "Quick! Up to my room!" She again dragged me up the stairs, but not before pee another trickled down my legs and onto the floor! "Bloody hell Lauren!" She screamed. "I'm so sorry..." "The bathroom is over there and use the spare towel. I'll clean up." Nodding and giving her a "I'm sorry" looking, I did so. I just couldn't believe it, me a thirteen year old wetting myself! And in another person's home! After a grateful shower, I dried off and head into her bedroom. "Jem, I'm so so sorry. That was so stupid of me and I'm so ashamed." "Well, I guess it can happen," she said, crossing over to give me a hug, I started to feel a bit better. "You skirt, knickers and tights are in my washing machine. Should be ready after an hour or so. Here's the rest of your uniform," she pointed. Nodding, I buttoned my blouse (I told you I had no boobs yet) and donned the blazer. Turning to my friend, I remarked, "Uh, can I borrow underwear and shorts or something?" Jem began to cross over to her drawers then stopped. "Uh, I don't think that's possible." "Why not?" "Well, look at me and look at yourself." I then realised what she meant. We were so different in height a build. There was no way I could fit into her undies, let alone any of her clothes. "But...I can't just stay around semi-naked!" "Well, you're lucky I'm a girl as well. Still..." she paused then continued. "I've got an idea. Be right back." Five minutes later, she was back with some sort of package under her right arm and carrying a rather large bag with her left hand. Settling the bag down, she remarked, "I'm sure these are your size." It was then I saw the picture on package. "Are those diapers?" "If you want to use the American term yeah they are nappies. You know my mum's a nurse and my father's a doctor? My cousin is a special needs person and often visits us. She needs to wear these." "Wait, wait, are you suggesting I wear a nappy?!" "Well, as you said, you don't want to stay semi-naked right? And I don't think you and I want another accidental wetting." I started to back away. "No...no way I'm gonna put them on." "Lauren Bebbington, you will or you walk back home with nothing on you!" I wasn't really the type of person to defend myself in arguments. "Ok, but this stay between us. No one knows ok?" "Yeah, now," she tossed the package over to me. "Get them on. I don't want to see your crotch anymore." I extracted one of the nappies out of the open package and unwrapped it. It looked alot like a baby's nappy, except much larger and somehow, it did look like my underwear, except cut open. "Uh..." "You don't know how to put it on?" "Well no, it's not a pull on knickers..." "Get up from the bed," she said, with a commanding tone. I did so and reaching into the bag, she extracted and unfolded a sort of mat and laid it on her bed. It look exactly like a changing mat, except bigger. "Wait, are you going to nappy me?!" I couldn't believe this was happening to me. "Hurry up and lie own on it. We've got to finish the project for Mrs Granger." I did so, turning red in the face again. I heard her rumaged through the bag and then extract out something. From my horizontal position, I saw her squeeze something on her hands and then ow!! "Yikes!" I felt the cold sting around my groin and private part. "This is called Destin. It's cream to prevent any rash from the urine. Espeially given your accident just now." But I just bathed I thought. "No powder?" I murmured from my position. "Not that my mother taught me," she continued, and I felt another cold sting. "Roll over," she commanded again. I felt the nappy positioned around my crotch. Next the sound of adhesive was heard as the dreaded device was secured around me. "All done." I got up and felt like I was transported into another dimension. Moving around slowly, I realised how thick the nappy really was and I was waddling more than walking, Plus there was that sound. "Do you hear that?" "Most nappies crinkle," she commented, gathering up the stuff. "It feels really weird." "Well Lauren, you were the one who wet yourself like a child. Plus as you said, you dont want to stay around naked. Now, let's get on with the project." We did so as I sat with a thick bum. Time flew by and we easily completed most of the project. Then, i felt my bladder signal again. "Urm, can we pause? Need to use the loo," I said. "Don't you realise what you have on?" "Huh?...wait you want me to pee in the nappy?" "Well, that's what they are for. But wait, let's still go to the toilet. Just in case, it leaks through onto the floor." I did so and then my bladder couldn't hold any longer. I couldn't believe it as the nappy swelled, catching my yellow urine. I was certainly turning red. "Well that's a huge piss. Don't think you should sit around in that," Jem said. "You mean to get changed?" "Of course. " "I think my clothes should be ready," I countered. Let me out of this. "No, into a nappy. Your clothes need to dry off." Oh shit. Back into her room, I was place flat down on the large changing mat and the soggy nappy removed. "Ow, ow, ow," I said, as she wiped my privates and even bum with wipes. Then another sting with the Dermatological cream and within minutes, I was in a fresh nappy. "I'll put your clothes in the dryer and then we'll finish up." While she was gone, I looked down at the babyish underwear. Despite the crinkling, I slowly realised I wasn't really waddling around as I walked. Perhaps it was a good safety after all, but I couldn't imagine myself wearing nappies in public just to prevent accidents. That wetting just now was an exception, I told myself. But wearing this, well, it feels kinda cool. Jem returned and we quickly finished off our work. "Well, we've still got time to kill, your mum's not coming until five." "When will my clothes be ready?" "Another oh hour or less. But frankly you do fit into that nappy perfectly. And look cute." "I'm not a baby...." i didn't want to tell her what I thought of it truthfully. "Well, 13 year olds dont wet themselves in public." I turned red again. "Seriously, you should go to a doctor to get checked out." "Then my mother will have to know..." "Yeah well. What do you want to do? Watch TV? Snack?" "Snack," I replied, realising I haven't eaten since lunch. Soon we were both snacking on tortilla chips and dips, cookies and soft drinks. As I drained my cup of soda, she let out a giggle. "What?" "I bet you'll need to pee again." "I won't." I never told her how much soda I drank before the darn bus ride though. "Bet so." "So not." Well, she was right in the end and nature did call once again. And yes, the nappy was quite full. "Man, maybe you really ought to see a doctor," she comment as she untapped the nappy and stung me again with the wipes and cream. Maybe, I thought. I stayed and did pee a bit in the third nappy before she brought my clothes up. As I pulled up my own clean knickers, I again felt I was transported back to a new dimension. Just as I adjusted my uniform, the doorbell rang and it was my mother. "How was your day?" she asked. "Oh, just the usual," I replied, waving goodbye to Jemimah. Maybe I'll come back again, I thought. For the nappies. The End.
  17. I got into a sticky situation in which I feel like I am being a creep: There is this dating app where people join "interest groups" to meet other members. I've been there for a long time, and saw groups before such as "I need to use the toilet often!", "I hate queuing for toilets", etc. But only recently I noticed a group for people who need to use diapers due to medical conditions. I browsed the (very few) members out of curiosity and one woman caught my attention as she was truly gorgeous, had a high level of education, and seemed like a nice person overall. And I swear I got carried away by her profile, sent her a message and totally forgot in which group I found her profile. We started chatting, found we have very similar interests, exchanged messages every day for almost a month, and decided to meet last week. When she asked in which group I found her profile (and what first attracted me to her), I froze. I felt really ashamed of my fetish, as I hadn't in years, and coldly lied about it. Only then I realized her diabetes (which she had told me about before) was the reason she had to use diapers, and I confess I didn't know the connection between diabetes and incontinence. I still haven't told her, but I feel like I was such an asshole for looking for women in that group, as if I'm enjoying their suffering. She also is such a fine person that I feel that she would be traumatized by knowing my fetish (I understand that in reality there isn't really any correlation, but that fear overpowers me). I lost my opportunity to be honest with her and now is probably too late for it (if I ever even had such an opportunity given the weirdness of the situation from my part). anyway... How to ethically approach the situation of potentially enjoying something that for other people is a cause of suffering. More specifically, how to deal with the ambiguity of the crossing between one person's sexual fetish and another's medical condition?
  18. Peed in at Last Well, many months ago, I was feeling naughty and so I slipped into a Goodnite, and after wearing it about the house for the afternoon, I brought myself to a lovely orgasm using a vibrator and my hands on my bed. After climaxing, I dozed a little, and my girl juices absorbed into the pull-up. I pulled it off, tossed it into my cupboard in the box where all the odd diapers go, and went about my afternoon. Fast forward to a couple of days ago, where I was padding about the flat and after doing some other chores, I decided to re-organize my diaper collection. As it stands, my diaper collection is a couple of boxes in the bottom of the closet, but if not properly arranged, it can spread into 4 or 5 boxes, and get mixed in with my panty collection, shows and other cupboard stuff. I was partially motivated to clean up my collection is that people may come over during the holiday and I want to make it as easy as possible to hide my diaper stash, and also because it’s been sprawling for a while, to the point where I don’t even know what’s there. So I dragged everything out and sorted it as best I could; pull-ups in one box, tape up diapers in another, with cloth diapers, training pants and plastic pants going in a third. My random collection of pads turns out to be dwindling after all my fun with pads experimentation this year, so this now comfortably fits in a small bag in one of the boxes. I also found totally random stuff like empty baby powder shakers, a diaper pin, an old vibrator, and like 10 year old tampons. Anyhow, mixed in with this hodgepodge of absorbent products I happened upon a certain Goodnite. It had the rumpled look of a pull-up that had previously been worn – the sides were a little stretched out, and the gusset was rounded and puffier than unworn pull-ups. It’s not uncommon for me to wear a pull-up and having not wet it, toss it into my stash to be worn another time. When I was growing up and wearing Goodnite every night, an environmentally conscious Rachel would always re-wear Goodnites that survived the night dry, though as you will know, this was not as common an occurrence as all that. On these occasions I would typically be wearing the Goodnite the following night, or at least within the next few days. Anyhow, I peeked inside and rather than seeing perhaps a little small smudge of dried girl juices – the kind that you find in your panties after a day at work, or in your dry diaper in the morning after a lucky night. Instead, the front part of the diaper, the part that comes into contact with my wet girl parts, was stained a dark yellow. It seems as though little microbes and the air had dried the wetness left by my masturbatory adventure months previous into a delightful little stain. I snapped a couple of pictures, and decided to be a little naughty. While I had previously been sorting my diapers in panties and PJ bottoms, I slipped these off, and pulled on the old Goodnite. I felt naughty, knowing how dirty they were. I finished sorting my diapers after a short while. I found that I went faster and faster as I got more and more excited. Handling all these diapers and feeling the Goodnite I was wearing, and just being surrounded by the smell of diapers was quickly going to my head. I tucked everything away back in the closet, grabby my favorite vibrator, and hopped onto the bed. I slid my hand into my diaper and pressed the vibrator firmly in just the right spot. With my spare hand I felt my breasts and the outside of the Goodnite, revelling in the sensation. I then slipped a couple of fingers inside myself and quickly brought myself to a juicy and leaky orgasm. I lay on my back for a little while, enjoying the after affects of a delightful orgasm. This time, when the urge to pee arrived, which it always does after an orgasm, rather than taking the Goodnite off like I had all those months earlier, I rolled over onto my belly and released, soaking it completely. After a little while longer I got up, slid it off and dried myself off. I snapped a couple of additional picture of the now soaked Goodnite. Wet at last. I pulled my panties and PJ bottoms back on, affixed a pad into my panties, given that my girl bits were still oozing delicious wetness, and went about my afternoon. Hope you enjoyed my little dirty adventure. Rach
  19. So not more than a couple months ago, I ended up in the ER because I thought I might have a blood clot in both my legs. Why I thought that is an unrelated story, but it's important to know because that's what got me an ultrasound. You see, I'd been having intense pain in both my legs for 3 days, getting worse each day. I thought perhaps I was dehydrated, so I kept drinking and drinking, which meant I was peeing and peeing. One thing that helped the pain was taking a hot bath, and I will fully admit I peed in that water multiple times with each bath. I just kept peeing! Now, everyone's heard of pregnancy ultrasounds, and in this community we've all heard of bladder ultrasounds (thanks @rachelkirwan!), but how many of you know about getting an ultrasound to check for blood clots in the legs? As it turns out, the exam is very thorough, and goes from groin to lower calf. I had no idea this was the case, but if you think about it, it does make sense. So there I was, laying on one of the beds in some pretty bad pain, when a young female nurse rolls in the portable ultrasound machine and informs me that she has to scan my legs from groin to calf, so please take a moment when she steps outside to take off my pants, but leave my underwear on, if I'm wearing any (is it normal for people to show up to the ER commando?). As it turns out, I wasn't wearing my normal boxers, just a pair of loose fitting mesh soccer shorts under my pants, so I left those on figuring she'd be able to do whatever she'd needed to do. She came back in, and was not shy at all about strategically laying a towel over my junk - dudes probably have a tendency to get a bit "excited" over something like this, and I probably would have too if not for all the pain I was in. She then went right to it with the little ultrasound wand, using it and the back of her hand to move my "stuff" out of the way as necessary. The whole thing took about 15-20 minutes, which involved a lot of her touching and manipulating my upper/inner thighs with the wand and her hands. In the process I think I may have discovered the appeal of a medical fetish, and we had a nice little chat too! While we were chatting, it dawned on me that I missed the perfect opportunity to be wearing one of my northshore pullups. It would have been plausible - with all the water and gatorade I had been consuming that day, I was having full bladder pees every 20-30mins, and with all the pain in my legs with trying to get up, walk, and even stand still to pee, it really wouldn't have been too far out of left field for me to have put on some protection, just in case. I know it might sound far-fetched, but trust me, that pain was BAD! There's no way she would have missed the pullup - she probably would have needed to move the inner part of the waistband aside. It would have been so kinky to have to explain to her how I thought wearing something just in case might not be a bad idea because I was having to pee so badly so often, and that with the pain associated with moving my legs and not knowing if I'd be stuck somewhere I couldn't get to a bathroom for more than 30 minutes I might end up in an even more embarrassing predicament! Le sigh... Has anyone else had an experience where they actually did end up wearing a pullup/diaper in a similar situation?
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  22. Chelsea was lucky to find a checkout had just opened with no queue which she was glad of as the last thing she wanted was to stand there with a load of strangers seeing what she was buying. The store clerk was a young girl who looked as if she had only just started the job. Her nametag showed her name was Chloe. She tried scanning the package a few times but it was not registering. She told Chelsea to hang on while she called someone to do a price check. The girl then made an announcement over the tannoy "I need someone to do a price check on a pack of premium brand medium adult diapers". This announcement made Chelsea blush as she expected people to start looking at her but as she looked around she noticed no one was paying attention. A few minutes passed of Chelsea making small talk with the store clerk, she was glad the girl hadn't asked her about the diapers. During this time Chelsea started to feel quite a desperate need to pee which she wasn't particularly worried about as she had a diaper on. Although she did still like to think that she woulld have enough control to make it to the toilet. By now a queue had formed behind her. Someone finally came over to the till to confirm the price "Hi Chloe, the price of that bag of adult diapers is $25". "Ok thanks" replied the clerk. Chelsea quickly payed for the package, stuffed it into her bag and headed over to the customer restroom, she found the only one unoccupied was the disabled toilet. Once in there Chelsea pulled down her sweatpants and put her hand on the tabs of the diaper ready to untape it so she could use the toilet. Suddenly she felt her bladder give out and her diaper began to fill up. This left Chelsea feeling dissapointed that she couldn't hold on even for just a couple of minutes. She then ripped the new bag of diapers open and got one out ready. She then untaped her wet diaper, rolled it up and put it in the trash can. After a few minutes of fiddling around Chelsea managed to securely tape her fresh diaper in place. Chelsea then got dressed and left for the bus stop. While walking she noticed that her new diaper felt more bulky and she could even hear herself rustle slightly as she walked along. This made her think that maybe she would be better off only wearing these diapers at night or when she wasn't at school. She knew she still had enough of the other diapers left to last her a few days at school. The bus trip home was unevetful which she was glad of following the slightly embarrasing shopping trip. Chelsea really despised having to go out and buy herself diapers, it made her feel like such a baby. She imagined in the future when she has her own child, she would be buying two packs of diapers at a time, one for the baby, and one for her. This thought made her feel quite sad. When she got home Tina, Mum and Dad were all home and were just about to sit up to the table for supper. Chelsea headed up to her room to quickly hide her package of diapers before joining the rest of the family at the table. Tina had managed to put some diuretics into Chelsea's glass of water just before everyone had sat down to eat. Everyone sat and chatted about how their days had been, as Tina sat opposite Chelsea watching on as Chelsea gulped down her glass of water. Tina knew this would continue to keep Chelsea needing daytime diapers for the next day or two at least. Lilttle did Chelsea know she had just drank a glass of what was effectively "incontinence medication" After everyone had finished eating Tina observed as Chelsea stood up and walked away from the table. She noticed a slight crinkle as she stood up but that was it. There was something that satisfied Tina about how she had made Chelsea need to wear diapers during the day as well as for her bedwetting problem. It made her feel like she'd got one over on Chelsea for all the years she had been mean to her whenever the chance arose.Tina wondered if mom and dad had any idea that their eldest daughter still needed diapers. She wondered what their reaction to it would be if they found out Chelsea's secret. Tina thought about whether to tell mom about Chelsea's bedwetting, but decided for now not to say anything. On Sunday Tina met up with a few of her friends at the mall to do some clothes shopping. Whilst they were there they discussed what the situation was regarding Chelsea. Tina explained that she had been adding the diuretics to Chelsea's drinks regularly as planned and she was fairly sure that she was currently wearing diapers during the day. The girls chuckled as they couldn't believe that Tina had managed to reduce her older sister to wearing adult diapers during the day. This was also exactly what the girls wanted to hear. There was something about the idea of humiliating a popular girl two grades above them that they were really looking forward to. They all knew how mean Chelsea had been on occassions to Tina over the years. On Monday morning Chelsea and Tina were dropped off at school by mom. They both headed off to their separate classes to start their days. Once in class Chelsea checked through her timetable for the day. She had maths, science and then after lunch she had physical education. This used to be Chelsea's favorite lesson, but she wasn't so keen now that she would need to wear a diaper under her tight gym shorts. The morning lessons went by without issue. Chelsea managed to get through to the end of lunchtime without any accidents or even feeling the need to pee yet. She headed to her physical education class where everyone was told to gather in the sports hall before getting changed. Once seated she noticed her sister's grade were sat at the other end of the sports hall. The teacher, Miss White then came in and announced that today was the day that the 12th graders would be playing their annual basketball match against the 10th graders. She then announced the starting team which included Chelsea's name. The class were then told to quickly go and get changed and meet back in the sports hall. Chelsea made her way to the changing rooms and was luckily able to get one of the stalls to get changed in. She got in the stall, locking it behind her. Chelsea slowly pulled her pants off trying not to make much noise. She then pulled on her shorts which were a fairly tight fit over her diaper, on observing in the mirror she pulled her shirt down and felt satisfied that her diaper was hidden. She got back to the sports hall where the teacher advised on tactics and which positions everyone would be playing in. After a short practice everyone lined up ready for the game to get underway. Chelsea observed the opposition team and noticed Tina was playing. As the game got going it became quite intense. Chelsea's team took an early lead which the 10th graders weren't happy about. There were a couple of altercations between the two teams but the 12th graders weren't going to back down to people younger than them. Chelsea went in strongly to win a loose ball, smashing someone else to the ground in the process. Chelsea soon realised the girl she had smashed to the ground was Tina who didn't look very happy. Tina was really angry and soon realised it was Chelsea who had smashed her to the floor. Although Tina and her friends had a plan to humiliate Chelsea sometime in the next few days, Tina was boiling up inside and just couldn't hold back from saying something. As Tina got up she shouted out something that absolutely horrified Chelsea "What the fuck are you doing you stupid bedwetting diaper wearing bitch" Chelsea's heart sank as she tried desperately to deny it. Everyone initially started laughing but the sports hall soon became very quiet "What the hell are you on about Tina that's a complete lie" "It's true everyone my 18 year old sister still wears diapers cos she pees herself like a little baby". One of Chelsea's friends butted in "Tina why the hell would you make something like that up about your sister that's really really mean" "I'm not making it up she wears a diaper to bed every night and she's probably wearing a diaper right now, i'll prove it". With that Tina ran towards Chelsea and Chelsea started running away from her across the sports hall determined not to let Tina catch her. After no more than a few seconds Tina had caught up with Chelsea. She punched Chelsea in the face a couple of times which knocked her to the floor. Tina then managed to completely overpower her older sister by pinning her to the ground and sitting on her back making it impossible for Chelsea to move. As everyone crowded around Tina wasted no time in yanking off her sister's short's revealing exactly what she had expected, wrapped around Chelsea's perfect butt was a thick, white and crinkly disposable diaper. The whole sports hall erupted into laughter as people couldn't believe they were looking at a gorgeous 18 year old girl who had been beaten up by her 15 year old sister and was wearing an adult diaper. People began taking out their phones to record everything and snap pictures. "I told you look she's just a big diaper wearing baby". With this Chelsea burst into tears as she was helplessly pinned down by her younger sister. She tried desperately to get up but Tina wouldn't budge. This was all too much for Chelsea and she felt her bladder give out. Tina soon noticed the back of the diaper begin to turn yellow. "Well well it looks like the baby's just filled her diaper" shouted Tina as she squeezed and swatted Chelsea's diapered behind "eeewww that's disgusting she actually just pissed herself look the diaper's turned yellow what a fucking baby" shouted one girl. Chelsea was absolutely crying her eyes out. She couldn't believe she was lying there with her wet diapered butt exposed to her whole year group having just been beaten up by her younger sister. She was mortified that the whole school now knew her secret. Miss White had by now managed to push through the crowd of students. She was furious with Tina as she pulled her off Chelsea and told the other teacher Mrs Lewis to take her straight to the principal's office. Miss White tried to console Chelsea about what had happened but Chelsea just wanted to get her diaper covered up and get out of there. Chelsea got herself to her feet, with tears running down her cheeks she looked for her shorts. Someone had taken them so she knew she would just have to get to the changing rooms with her diaper still on full view to everyone. She just ran through the crowd with her wet diaper sagging below her shirt for everyone to see. People were still in histerics as they watched the 18 year old run, looking like a toddler as her full diaper pushed her legs apart. She ran out of the sports hall and down the hallway to the changing rooms passing a few stunned students as she went. She quickly got dressed, picked up her bag and ran out of the school and went home. When Chelsea got home she went straight to her room and lied on her bed crying. In the meantime Tina was being dealt with by the principal, Mr Jenkins, he saw this as a very serious matter and decided to call in their mom. Mom had to leave work to go in to the school. Once she had arrived Mr Jenkins sat with Tina and mom to discuss what had happened. He explained that Tina had punched Chelsea to the ground before publicly humiliating her by restraining her, pulling off her shorts and exposing her diaper to everyone in the sports hall. Mom broke down in tears "What do you mean diaper ?, Chelsea hasn't worn diapers since she was 3", "I'm afraid it's true she has obviously been hiding this problem from you" Mom couldn't believe she was hearing that her eldest daughter was back in diapers. She was also extremely upset to hear her daughters had been fighting. She then looked directly at Tina and told her she was utterly dissappointed with her for humiliating her sister like this. "If your sister is going through a problem like this you should be supporting her, not attacking her and letting her secret be known to the whole school" Tina's response to this upset mom even further "Well it's not my fault that i've got a diaper wearing bitch for an older sister, the time's she's been mean to me she deserved this". Mom was now crying more than before. Mr Jenkins then stepped in "Well Tina, considering the severity of what you've done to your sister, the fact that you've hit her, put her through so much embarrassment and have shown no remorse for it, I have little choice but to suspend you with immediate effect". Soon after, when Mom had calmed down, Mom and Tina left the school, they got in the car and headed home. On the way home Mom told Tina that she was being grounded for this for the next two months, but if she apologised to Chelsea for what she had done then she would only be grounded for a month. Tina agreed that she would apologise to her sister. Upon arriving home Mom went upstairs to find a sobbing Chelsea lying on her bed. Chelsea gave Mom a big hug as she cried in her arms. "I take it you know then Mom" asked Chelsea "Yes darling Mr Jenkins has told me about everything that happened, I had no idea you were having any problems like that or I would have done all I could to help. What Tina did was extremely mean and she is being punished for it". "I can't believe the whole school know I don't think I can ever face going back there" "Well it's a bit soon to be making a decision like that but I can understand how you feel right now. Look sweetie, don't worry about going to school for the rest of week and i'll book you an appointment at the doctor's tomorrow to try and get to the bottom of what's been happening" "No Mom please don't I really don't want the doctor knowing about this" "Chelsea if you want to stop needing to wear those ummm... things then it's your only option, it's not up for debate". With that Mom went back downstairs leaving Chelsea to have a bit of space until she calmed down. Mom gave Tina strict instructions to stay away from her sister until she was told otherwise. By the evening Mom went up to check on Chelsea. She was lying face down on her bed but didn't appear to be sobbing. As she approached the bed she could see a definite bulge of what she knew was her daughter's diaper. She wondered if Chesea needed a diaper change. Mom asked if she could bring Tina up to apologise for what she had done. Chelsea said that she didn't really want to see her but if she insisted then to just get it over with. Mom called Tina up to Chelsea's bedroom. Chelsea looked at Tina with tears in her eyes and spoke "how could you do that to me Tina" "I'm so so sorry I let the whole school know that you still have wear diapers cos you can't stop wetting yourself like a baby" replied Tina in a sarcastic tone Chelsea was absolutely furious, she jumped up off her bed and flew at Tina pushing her to the ground. The two sisters rolled around hitting each other and pulling each others hair whilst grappled together. Mom was screaming at them to stop but they both continued to fight. Both of them managed to get a few hits in each before Tina eventually managed to get on top of Chelsea and have her sort of pinned down like she had done at school. Chelsea's joggers had slightly come down and Tina could clearly see the top of Chelsea's diaper. She took the opportunity and yanked Chelsea's joggers right down around her ankles . Mom stood there in shock. She couldn't believe what she was looking at. Her beautiful 18 year old adult daughter who was old enough to get married wearing a thick diaper. "Look Mom she's just a big diaper wearing cry baby" shouted Tina as she continued to pin the now crying Chelsea to the floor. Chelsea soon managed to push Tina off of her. Mom angrily shouted at Tina to get out which she did. Chelsea pulled her joggers back up to cover her diaper. Mom then gave her sobbing daughter a long hug and told her that everything would be alright and not to worry about Tina. Chelsea skipped supper and just stayed in her room on her bed. She woke up realising she must have dozed off and saw it was now 11pm. She sat up and turned her bedside light on. Chelsea put her hand down to feel her diaper, it was wet. She brought herself to look at her phone where she had some texts and missed calls from some of her close friends. One text read "I'm so sorry Chels can't believe what happened at school today, hope you're okay. Ring me when you feel like talking. Love you loads.
  23. Hello everybody. I am glad to finally join this forum ! Long story short : I'm Tony. As far as I can remember I've always been into omorashi, and especially women in diapers. The other day I found my old CD of The Sims 2 and decided to play it again ; and I remembered how I used to look for "diaper mods" on the Internet but never could find one that was satisfying. So as Bender the Robot would put it : "Fine, I'll make my own Diaper Mod, with Blackjack and Hookers !". I got through the geeky work, and created Tony's Clothing Booth. So for those who still have the game and would be interested in this, here's how it works : it's a simple clothing booth. Sims can use it to change clothes like a dresser. But here's the thing : one of the Sims on the lot can make it his/her diaper stash. Of course, your Sims can wet their diaper, change it, remove it, put it on again. Please note that Sloppy Sims will be less bothered by diapers than Neat Sims. And like real diapers, they can leak if you refuse to change them... This mod is extremely easy to install since it is a simple object, and not a global mod. Just download tonys_clothing_booth.package and put it there like any other downloaded object : C:\Users\*****\Documents\EA Games\The Sims 2\Download Be sure to replace the stars by your username. Of course, I guarantee this download to be virus-free. It's all you have to do ; just launch your game, create a family, get a lot, and find the Booth in Buy Mode, in the Hobbies / Misc. category. The only problem is that my mod is an object mod. This means that the diaper won't appear on your Sim when he/she is in his/her underwear. For more realism, I recommend getting a diaper skin or something similar. I used the first file hosting service I found on the net : http://s000.tinyupload.com/index.php?file_id=09766146529250389623 Thanks for your attention, I actually wonder if a lot of users still own this game and used to enjoy it as much as I did ! Have fun and let me know if you have any suggestions or if any bugs occur.
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