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  1. My soaked diaper and full bladder were making it hard to focus on work today.let go of the bladder, but just ended in a soaked diaper IMG_4158.MOV IMG_4158.MOV IMG_4158.MOV
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  4. Time for another one of my stories, this time quite a lot sooner then the previous one (as I have significantly more time to do stuff for myself now, due too Xmas break from uni). If you just wanna see the pictures, you can scroll down to the bottom of the post Sooo okay I do have to give a slight heads up, I am quite tipsy while typing this Well, last night I was feeling a bit sickish (strep throat and a headache), so I decided to treat myself to a special diaper for a chance (Pink Rearz Rebel), and I once I woke up this morning, to my surprise, my diaper was... ... dry! But while my diaper was dry I did notice my bladder getting quite full, as the last time I had peed was the night prior, before putting on a new diaper (I might've been diapered nearly non stop for the past couple of days again ). So I went to get ready and at one point I decided to just let go (honestly can't remember how that went, as my memory is quite hazy, as it's really late, and mentioned before, I'm quite tipsy), the diaper obviously absorbed all of the pee very easily, as it was the first wetting. Throughout the day several more wettings happened, and by the time the evening hit, and it got dark outside, my diaper was getting quite soggy, I think I was at at least 3 wettings at this point, but the diaper was still holding on strongly, and the leak barriers were still very much putting up a fight. A little bit later I started playing some games online, and chatting with some friends, and I think that's kinda close to the moment where it went "wrong" (not really though, cause this is just all the more fun for me, and hopefully, for you as well ). I started drinking and as some of you might've learned about me by now, is that if I start drinking, my bladder control get's less and less, so I just let go (and so do the fucks I give about leaking, so take that!, tomorrow's Cat, this is a cleanup you'll have to deal with! ). Before I knew it I was at about 5 wettings, but as I was in a video call, I couldn't exactly get up to check, but I already started to notice some wetness, but figured it might just be a phantom feeling. As the hours went by, my bladder got more and more filled up, and I started to notice it playing up again, and I figured it was time to brush my teeth, so I turned off my camera, went to the bathroom to brush my teeth, and checked in on the damage... and the damage definitely had been done at this point (pictures will be attached bellow), I was relieved (pun intended) I had unbuttoned my onesie already, as I didn't want that to get wet. I snapped some quick pics, and brushed my teeth. One important thing about me, there's two things that pretty much can make my bladder be like "Hey Cat! It's time to pee, NOW!", so I let go again, and my already soggy and leaky diaper started to fill up more, or rather, a puddle started to form in my diaper, and the only thing keeping it from leaking were the, by now quite worn out, leak barriers. So as soon as I moved my leg, I felt pee running down my leg, it was such a lovely feeling, just the embarrassment from know I had just wet myself again, and even to the point of my diaper leaking SO MUCH into my sweat pants. Which meant I didn't only wet my diaper, it meant I "accidentally" wet my pants, kinda like a buy 1 get 1 free scenario, but then with kinks, as two of my kinks were satisfied at the same time Afterwards I had finished brushing my teeth I took took some more pics, and one that I especially love (the waistband pic), but you'll see those soon enough. Then I went back to my desk and sat down on my chair, and the remaining puddle came flowing out, into my sweat pants and onto my desk chair. A little bit later I took some more pictures again of the results of that and it wasn't that much more wet, but still noticeable. Anyhow, enough of my late night tipsy ramblings, and time for some pictures Wetting 5 (prior to brushing my teeth): Wetting 6: Wetting 6 (after sitting down): Mandatory Waistband pic :
  5. Hiya all! Considering how well my X-Mas Adventures thread did, I decided to start another thread, where I am planning on posting my padded adventures. The current plan is for me to mostly post my adventures, images, video's and stuff in this thread, so they're all in one place Anyhow, enough explanation, time for some wet content (I do like to note, a lot of the content I'm planning on initially uploading will be some of my older content) This was the first video I ever recorded 321714711965999105.mp4
  6. Sooooo.... it's definitely been a little while since my last post over here, you'd almost think that I forgot to post stuff ~~which admittedly I did~~, cause I've been really fucking busy with school work, exams, and projects and stuff like that... Buuuuut... this time, I am gonna have to disappoint some of you, as I don't really have anything special to write in terms of a story, nothing really eventful happened, just the usual yada yada yada. Anyhow, on to the pictures and how I got here... As I mentioned before, I've been really busy lately, to the point of not even having any time to diaper up and chill a bit. Buuuut.... as I finally have some free time, I figured it might be time to put on a diaper again, and take some relaxing time to myself. So today when I got outta the shower I decided to grab a fresh diaper, powder up, and put it on, after that I got some inspiration to take some pictures, and then later I got some inspiration to make a slow motion wetting video. Sooo... these are the pics I took! Before: After:
  7. I’ve been searching for this Adriana video for over 5 years. I’ve found the ones that are similar, but have yet to stumble on this one, which amazes me. https://www.clips4sale.com/studio/73029/13014943/adriana-messes-in-a-pull-up I’ve also been searching for these two for roughly 2-3 years. Has anyone found these by chance? https://www.clips4sale.com/studio/70866/19874477/karas-little-time-lq https://www.clips4sale.com/studio/149961/22752617/first-time-diaper-wetting
  8. View File Daddy loves his Diapergirl A girl is folding her cleaned cloth diapers and she gets the urge to diaper herself. She later calls her daddy who gives her a diaper change and puts her in a sexy adult baby girl dress. Submitter DiaperedKitty Submitted 11/02/2014 Category Female Diaper Play & Wetting
  9. View File Adult Baby Girl Wants Mommy to Change her Diaper An adult baby girl is happy playing and her mommy comes to check on her diaper and finds she needs a diaper change. Submitter DiaperedKitty Submitted 11/04/2014 Category Female Diaper Play & Wetting
  10. View File Xtreme Diaper - Vids A Lots of quality clips from XtremeDiaper.com... from a few years ago, only just got them off a disk recently, many more to come if people want them. I converted to MP4 as WMV sucks. Some clips might be really small and look terrible, it's just the quality of some of the clips they had sadly. Oh and there's no wetting, it's pure sexual ABDL which might be a plus for some but a downer for others. If I missed any thumbs let me know, it's hard to know when uploading that many! Submitter Duhex Submitted 08/19/2015 Category Female Diaper Play & Wetting
  11. View File Huggies pull-ups poop.mkv This is video of nice girl putting her poop load in pullup diaper in toilet room Submitter kjtecr Submitted 10/09/2015 Category Female Diaper Play & Wetting
  12. View File Amateur girl Page peeing diaper This is video of girl named Paige. First time since toddler age, she is wearing diaper. She gets so excided when she feels herr warm pee between her legs. Submitter kjtecr Submitted 10/13/2015 Category Female Diaper Play & Wetting
  13. Any ideas out there? 12069985_926686247443875_939763641_n.mp4
  14. Hey guys! So this is my first ever story, but I think that you'll might like it. It is an interactive story, which means that at the end of every chapter I will give you'll two or three options to choose from, where you guys want to the story to go. When I begin writing the next chapter, I go with which ever option got the most votes. Please leave some feedback, good or bad. Also, this chapter will be short, just so I get an idea on if people like my story or not. Chapter I- And Be One Traveler, Long I Stood “Ms. Langston, I asked you a question…” Lisa came back to the present as her teacher spoke sharply. “Lisa, daydreaming in unacceptable; now why don’t you come to the board and show us how to do 8x-4=52.” Lisa moaned as she got up to fulfill her teacher’s request, she hated math and everyone who liked math, which included her algebra teacher: Mrs. Stella. Lisa got up from her desk in the back of the room to go to the board, her blonde, wavy hair remaining perfect as she moved. She was rather light-skinned, but her 5’4 stature combined with her curvy figure and B-boobs made her into a cute girl. She was by no means ‘smoking hot’, but she was cute, any guy would be content with her. Lisa quickly completed the problem, x turning out to equal 7, and sat back down. She once again began to daydream, and before she knew it a loud siren-like noise was going off through the school, signifying the end of that Friday. Lisa grabbed her pink backpack and left the classroom, not wanting to spend any more time with Mrs. Stella than she needed to. Lisa walked quickly down the hallways of Roosevelt High School as quickly as she could, wanting to get into the safety of her neighborhood before being caught by the bullies of the school, or the Sassy Seniors, as everyone called them. As a ninth grader, she was especially one of the Sassy Seniors’ most likely victims, so she needed to get to her neighborhood, and home, as quickly as possible. Lisa made a note that she was lucky to live a block away from the school, for it allowed for many quick getaways from her would-be bullies. As Lisa stepping into the cool spring air, she noted how badly she had to use the bathroom. Lisa quickly crossed the sidewalk, moving away from her school, when she noticed three of the Sassy Seniors following her, laughing. Lisa quickened her pace, but the three girls quickly surrounded her, and the largest, who looked to be about 5’9, grabbed ahold of her. “Guys can you please leave me alone, I rea…” Lisa’s sentence was cut short by a tug on her golden locks. “Did we say you can speak hoe?” asked one of the girls, who Lisa knew by name- Sarah Sullivan, “Where do you need to go so badly?” “I just want to get home…” replied Lisa, “I need to do my homework, watch my brother, go to the bathroom,…” he sentence was cut short there by Sarah’s laughter. “Aw does little baby Lisa need to go potty?” Sarah teased, and was joined in by chuckles from her associates. “Let’s tickle her until she wets herself!” screeched the third senior, eager to help torture Lisa. The other two girls quickly agreed, and soon they had Lisa on the floor, crying from laughter, being tickled. “Please… stop…” begged Lisa, but the seniors were already in the frenzy. Her mind quickly moved to the losing battle going on within her bladder. She could feel herself slowly losing control, followed by small spurts of liquid escaping her bladder, followed by a steady stream of urine flowing into her panties. “Ha look the baby wet herself! Ha guys let’s make her walk home like this, but make sure to snap a photo!” laughed Sarah, and with that all three seniors got up, but not before snapping photos with their camera phones. Lisa began to run home crying, with panties filled with urine, all while overflowing pee rushed down her legs and into her shoes. She got into her house crying, and went upstairs to get changed, her jeans and pink panties obviously ruined but her purple top salvageable. She threw her wet clothing onto a towel on the floor and went to take a hot shower. When she got out she saw her single mother, Maude, holding up her peed-in jeans. “Honey, what happened?” asked Maude, a stern look on her face. So what should Lisa do? 1) Tell her mom about what happened with the bullies. 2) Tell her mom that she had an accident on the way home from school. And before anyone says how unrealistic choise two is... when I was in high school, the two or three times I was bullied I never told my parents about it. Some kids don't want to get their parents involved.
  15. “Now don’t change a thing until I get home do you understand?” Ben demanded from his obedient yet wicked girlfriend Kenzi. “Ok, I promise” Kenzi replied with a smirk. Ben went to work and returned home after his half shift at work to find Kenzi almost exactly how he left her. Her pigtails were still up, her tight t-shirt showing off the bottom of her tummy was still clinging to her just as it had before and the blush she put on to over-exemplify a flushed cheek was perfect. The only thing that was different about Kenzi was that her diaper was no longer fresh and dry as it had been when Ben left her. “What did the baby do when I was gone? Ben asked. “I watched cartoons, and sipped juice from my sippy cup” Kenzi responded in her most bubbly voice. “Is that all you did?” Ben asked. “Well I may have had a little accident…” Kenzi replied as she began to rub Ben over his jeans. “You know that wet diapers result in punishment, don’t you?” Ben asked not worrying about an answer. Kenzi began unzipping Ben’s jeans and taking his pants off, delaying her response. After Ben was fully exposed from the waist down she pulled off the tabs on her very wet diaper, and took it off. “Ohh there will be punishment, but I think you may be mistaken if you think that it’s me that’s getting punished.” Kenzi said, again with her evil smirk. Ben wasn’t sure what she had in mind but he liked the tone of her voice and deciding whether or not to participate wasn’t really an option. Before he knew what was happening she was wrapping her wet diaper around him. The two had never swapped diapers before, but he decided that will all of the other things they had tried that this wasn’t too bad a situation. He decided this before Kenzi subtly explained the rest of her plan. Whispering in his ear Kenzi then told Ben “now you’re going to take me out to dinner.” The rubbing stopped after Ben was told what was going to happen next. Kenzi then got off of Ben and started putting on a pair of panties and then her jeans. “Are you serious?” Ben asked, more than a little apprehensive. “Like a heart attack. Ohh and if you think you’re getting out of it then you can plan on getting out of any kind of contact for two months.” Kenzi replied, quickly convincing Ben that defiance would not be good. Kenzi made Ben drive to a place she decided they would go. It was a bar that served food more than a restaurant, but the spot was picked for a very particular reason: the men’s bathroom didn’t have a stall, just a room with many urinals and one toilet out in the open. The two sat at the bar and got their food and of course drinks, because lets face it Kenzi wasn’t going to let Ben not get a drink. Ben was holding up well though, and after the two finished their dinner he figured he had endured Kenzi’s little plan. He was wrong. While Ben wanted to leave after eating Kenzi refused to go. “I want to have a few more drinks, so we’re staying.” She said in a matter of fact manner. Ben thought, incorrectly, that maybe she just wanted to see him squirm a bit and that he’d be home soon enough. One drink turned into two and two turned into 4 before Ben knew it. He was bursting at this point, and it was noticeable, at least to Kenzi. When the bartender was close enough she addressed Ben with a loud voice. “Do you have to pee or something? Stop fidgeting and go to the bathroom, Geez!” Ben tried to reply but Kenzi just kept saying, “No, go to the bathroom.” Ben eventually did as he was told, but wasn’t sure what to do. The men’s room was full of people, and they’d definitely notice a guy in a diaper if he tried pulling his pants down. The diaper was not 100% saturated, but pretty close and he knew that wetting it would mean leaking. All of this was part of Kenzi’s plan. She set Ben up for a lose lose, and now was enforcing it. Ben decided he’d test the diaper and go just enough to feel better. He stepped out of the bathroom and stood opposite of the line of women waiting to use to one at a time stall provided for them. He went slowly at first and stopped as he had wanted but he still really had to go. He tried to let a little more out, but this time he couldn’t help but let too much go. He could feel a little leak come out, and saw a wet patch begin on his leg. He stopped himself but did little for his need. When Ben returned to the table Kenzi smirked slightly, and laughed as she said “Ben what happened, did you pee your pants?” “It’s just a little water…” Ben said trying to hide his embarrassment. “Yeah right, it looks like you pissed your pants” Kenzi said trying her best to humiliate Ben. Ben tried to signal Kenzi to go, but she refused to acknowledge such a request and instead order them both another drink. After this she finally let Ben pay their tab and drive them home. “This diaper is soaked” Ben said immediately when they got in the car. “Stop whining, I’ll give baby a change when we get home…if he’s good.” Kenzi said in her cute and bubbly voice. The two finally made it home, with some funny looks in Ben’s direction, but they made it. After locking the door and squirming for a minute Ben finally asked Kenzi “will you please change me now?” “Hmmm, I don’t know. How wet are you?” Kenzi then pushed on the diaper forcing it to leak, but only slightly. “I’m not sure baby is done” Kenzi said with her evil look. She them proceeded to lightly tickle Ben, then pushed on his tummy, but what finally got him? She took him to the bathroom and began to unbutton his pants, only to giggle and tell him “just kidding silly” as she buttoned him back up. It was more than Ben could take and before he knew it he was making a puddle on the floor. “Do you feel better now, pissy pants?” Kenzi asked. “Yes, wetter maybe, but better” Ben responded. “Good, now we can change each other” Kenzi said as a flood began to dampen her crotch and legs and eventually form a puddle that met Ben’s on the floor. The two then did as Kenzi had instructed and got much dirtier before they got clean.
  16. i think i could watch thees pics all day long, tooooo cute ^_^
  17. For now, this is my favorite picture of a woman in a diaper among those I first saw on omorashi.com:
  18. Diaper Punished Submitted by: CarelyAguirre Submission Date: : 02 Nov 2012 Category: Videos / Movies / Clips (Female) Clothing: Diaper Wetting Type: Unspecified Wetting Scenario: Other Hi Everyone! , This is my first contribution to the site C: hope you like it. Click here to download this file
  19. I am fond of this picture: http://www.plastikhosen.de/onlineshop/popup_image.php?pID=1259
  20. just a random find on dprtube new upload there by a new user, so who knows? http://dprtube.com/video/4KGY7745BDKD/pee-pee-in-my-little-diapeee Edit** I don't know if anybody has seen this one, but it's amazing. absolutely amazing, you can tell she's in heaven. there is some masturbation in this one though, you've been warned http://dprtube.com/video/AR8X9A83GHNR/wet-pull-ups
  21. some pictures http://25.media.tumblr.com/2877bd1bf8a94a676390a200a774e89f/tumblr_mionq3FxOK1s4v4hoo3_1280.jpg http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lzghr6m3fb1r7ymq7o1_500.jpg http://www.diapers4girls.com/photos/diapergal/18/1864/dg1864-29.jpg
  22. http://couches-culottes.blogspot.com/2012/05/une-pause-dans-le-lange-pour.html http://indisdiapers.blogspot.com/2011/09/serie-photos-isabelle-en-couches-2.html
  23. A VISITOR TO TRITON by Write And Left I looked across the Manhattan skyline and watched streams of aircars travel at the various levels of the city. “It is good to be back on Earth, Doc,” I said, “but I still miss that girl I met back on Triton.” “Lie down on the couch and tell me about her,” said Dr. Emily Gleeson, the shrink that the Navy forced on me. “Why should I?” I asked. “No one takes me seriously when I talk about her.” I stared at the ceiling and paused. “No one takes me serious at all. Why should I bother if you are not going to take me seriously?” “Just humor me,” she said. She flicked her Tablet with a finger, obviously going through her notes. “Tell me about Alison Randall.” Why not? I thought. I would just tell her everything about the girl I left behind on. Maybe she would believe me. “Well it started back when the Orion stopped by for my regularly scheduled relief...” ### The alarm blared in my quarters. The relief ship was arriving. I had been stationed on Triton for two years and my relief would finally take over so I could return to Earth and go to the next place the Navy wanted to send me. I had requested Mars, the second most populated planet in the solar system. Triton Station had a crew of one: just me. Before the advent of Faster Than Light travel, Triton acted as a way station at the edge of the solar system. The newer FTL ships would blink into and out of existence at the orbit of Saturn, thus they never needed to come way out here. Only the slow boats came to Triton, and as soon as they arrived in the solar system, they upgraded their engines to FTL and never returned to Triton. The only slower than light ships around were those that left before FTL’s invention. Still there were quite a few out there and Earth command wanted someone out here to greet them. Since I was stationed out here, the only ship I had seen was the one that brought me out here to the butt end of the solar system. The Orion was the second ship I saw, but it had come from Earth to relieve me. “USS Orion,” I spoke into the Mike, “this is Triton Station. I look forward to your arrival.” I then waited the two minutes for my message to travel the eighteen million kilometers back and forth to the ship. After the wait the speakers sounded, “Sorry about this, Triton Station, but the ship is in plague status. No personnel may be transferred from our ship to the planet. We are at quarantine. A container of supplies will be dropped to you.” My heart sunk. I was stuck here and I would be alone for who knows how long until the Navy saw fit to send another ship out here. “How much longer am I stuck here?” I asked. “We sent a message to Earth and they sent another ship immediately. Your estimated time of arrival is six months.” I clicked off the radio and swore. There would be another six months of not feeling the breeze on my cheeks. There would be no pizza from Manhattan Pie Company and worst of all, no people to talk to. The loneliness that I had put behind me for the past two years suddenly came to the forefront of my mind. ### “So Alison Randall never arrived on the Orion,” asked my shrink. “Of course not,” I said. “She arrived on the bulk carrier, the SS Fortune.” “Go on with your story then,” she said. ### In the weeks that followed, I became more and more despondent. I was still imprisoned on Neptune’s largest moon for five more months and I was bored. I had watched every holovid, read every text drama on my Tablet, and even went so far as to write my own stories. One night, at exactly midnight, I heard an unexpected alarm. A ship was arriving, but this ship was transmitting a distress signal. Triton Station had one shuttle stationed there and I ran to the shuttle. The message attached to the distress signal said that the ship was rapidly losing air and that they needed help. I wasted no time. The ship was dark; the only light came from the day side of Neptune, but I piloted the shuttle closer and closer. The ship was completely dark. There were no running lights and no indication of anything approaching life, but I continued onward. As I drove the shuttle around the ship, I saw a horrible tear in the hull that went across all five decks of the ship. There would be no survivors unless they were suited or they were trapped in an airtight compartment somewhere. It was a bulk carrier. It is a common enough ship even today. It contained five decks and a spine to which cargo containers were attached. The only difference between it and a modern FTL ship was the massive fusion tanks on the tail end of the ship. Modern ships replaced most of the tank space with an FTL engine. I drove the shuttle around until I found a hatch where I could enter the ship. The only good hatch was on the spine. I set my coffee on the copilot’s seat and went inside to look for survivors. I floated through the spine of the ship and watched for any signs of life. There was air there, but as I walked forward of the spine the hatches all had red pressurization faults. All five decks were airless. Since I couldn’t get to the main hull of the ship, I walked aft. That is when I saw her. “I’m from Triton Station. I am here to rescue you.” She was young, probably in her early twenties, but dirty and disheveled. And she stank like a bad environmental plant and lack of showering. “Everyone else is dead,” she said. I took her by the hand and put her in the co-pilot seat in the shuttle. “I’ll take you back to Triton Station,” I said. “You’ll be safe there.” She was too shocked to say anything else, so I just let her be silent. She had just lost the rest of the crew of her ship. ### Dr Emily was tapping her Tablet and looking up stuff while I talked. I knew she was not just taking notes. “What are you looking up?” “Just reviewing your log for the incident,” she said. “Oh?” “But...,” Dr Emily started to say. She must have thought better of it. “Just finish your story.” ### Alison sat in silence on the way back to the moon’s surface. I thought I saw a tear in her eye, which was only natural since there were no other survivors on her ship. However, the tears were there for another reason. I pulled the shuttle into the dock and went toward the airlock and motioned her to follow me, but she wouldn’t move. “Come on in,” I said. “There is food, clean clothes, and showers.” She gave a sheepish look and then stood up to reveal a circular wet spot on the co-pilot’s chair. Her face turned red as she looked down at her seat. “Um,” she said, “I have trouble getting to the bathroom.” I sighed and we left the shuttle. Once in the passageway, I stooped down and caught a cleaning robot that was rolling along the corridor and took it back into the shuttle with me. I dropped it on the co-pilot’s chair and returned to the passageway. The girl stood there waiting. “I will take you up on that offer of a shower and clean clothes.” “Of course,” I said. I took her to my quarters where the only working shower in the small station was located and motioned her inside. I went back to my bedroom and opened my drawer to look for something for her to wear. I was a bit larger than her, so I just picked a t-shirt, and some shorts for her. The shorts would obviously be big on her, but she cinch the belt tightly around her waist. I slipped into the head and set the clothes on the sink. After that I slipped out. She finished soon after I left. I had never met a woman on Earth who took such short showers, but she was from a space ship and water is scarce, especially on a slow boat traveling between the empty gulf between the stars. When she came out of the head, the T-shirt and shorts looked quite large on her, but she smiled at me. “Thanks,” she said. “Are you ready for dinner?” I asked. She rubbed her stomach. “Are you kidding? I haven’t eaten for three days. I was trapped in the spine of my ship and couldn’t visit the galley or the rest of the ship.” “Well let’s take care of that.” I lead her to the galley and started taking packages out of the boxes of supplies that lined one wall and covered the galley tables. I had emptied the container that was dropped and brought everything inside and just put it along the wall. I pulled out some pre-made chicken cordon bleu and made that. In all I made four servings, figuring that we would probably each eat two. I was hungry too. She took a bite and then began to hungrily shovel in the food. “This is so good,” she said. She paused to take a drink of Kool-aid and then shoveled more into her mouth.” “These are space rations,” I said. “They are not really considered the best of cuisines.” “These are new rations then,” she said, “Our food has to last years and I bet you these would taste bad too if they were in storage for decades, even with the effects of relativity.” “Yes, I guess so,” I agreed. “I don’t think I could stand to be on a ship that long between ports.” “It’s tough,” she said. “I am on my first push out from Epsilon Eridani. We were to go right back after stopping at Earth, but forty years will have passed when it’s only been four years four me. My parents will be in their nineties. The trip after that, I would have been visiting my sister’s great grandchildren. I wanted to be a spacer though and signed on with the first ship that would take me.” “Wow, you must have just left before...,” I started to say. She put down her fork. “Before what?” she asked. “I don’t know if I should tell you, but I will. About twenty years ago ships started getting faster. You could have been home already.” “How fast?” she asked. She picked up her fork again and took another bite. She had a look of relief on her face. “I thought something horrible had happened.” “Faster than light,” I said. “A journey only takes the amount of time needed to go far enough away from the sun and then it is instantaneous.” “How far away?” she asked. “I could get home next year?” “Depending on the spectral type of the sun, it varies. In the solar system it is about ten astronomical units.” I heard a pattering sound coming from beneath her chair as she stared at me open mouthed. I looked down and saw a growing puddle. When she noticed what she did, she looked down and turned bright red. She looked at me. “I’m so embarrassed. What you said took me by surprise.” She stood up and looked down at herself. “I get like this when I am taken by surprise. Perhaps I should be wearing diapers.” I was inclined to agree with her. “What happened on your ship when this happened?” I asked. “It’s just been happening the last couple of weeks. They put me in EVA diapers. I heard they were going to beach me on Earth because of it.” She shuddered. “Well you are pretty much stuck here on Triton until a relief ship comes. We are about twenty astronomical units out from where any ship goes anymore. The only reason we keep Triton open is to support stragglers.” “Stragglers?” she asked. “People like you. Slower than light ships that left before they came home to find out that the universe changed and transportation is faster. Anyway, I have some EVA diapers. You probably should wear them until we find out how often you wet yourself.” She sighed. “Well okay,” she said. “I will.” She got up and I led her to the airlock. There were spacesuits there. Some were for walking across the planet, but others were for fixing ships in space. The station used to be a lot bigger and at one time it was a full support base. Now it was just an outbuilding with a section converted to quarters. The full supply of spacesuits and accessories were there. I opened a cupboard and found a pack of EVA diapers and gave it to her. “Well here you go,” I said. “We can travel quickly throughout the stars, but we can’t figure out a better way to pee while wearing a spacesuit.” “Well that works for me,” she said with a smile. She hurried into my quarters to change. When she emerged she wore only the diaper and the t-shirt. “I can find you another pair of shorts,” I said. “They made me dress like this when I was on the ship,” she said. “I’m used to not wearing pants with diapers.” “Suit yourself,” I said, “but you can still have shorts if you want.” “That’s okay,” she said. “It’s quite warm in here. So what do you guys do for fun around here?” I showed her my Tablet. “You can either read books or watch movies.” I showed her how to access both. ### “So you say you dressed her in EVA diapers and a shirt and she didn’t mind?” asked Dr. Emily. “No she didn’t mind,” I said. “She will testify to that fact, that is, if anyone can find her. No one will tell me what happened to her.” “How about you finish the story.” ### That night (if you can call it night, because the southern hemisphere of Neptune is constantly in daylight) I set her up on one of the couches in the staff lounge. Before going to my quarters to sleep, I showed her where the head was in case she needed to use the restroom in the middle of the night. I made sure she had plenty of blankets and was comfortable before I returned to my quarters to sleep. I woke up later with a soft, warm body pressed up against mine. It was Alison. She was fast asleep, but I woke her up anyway. “What happened?” she asked. She stretched and turned to look at me. I decided to give her the benefit of the doubt. “You must have sleep walked or something. You crawled into bed with me.” “Oh, yeah.” She yawned and stretched again. “I couldn’t sleep all alone. The ceiling creaks and the couch is uncomfortable. Besides you are cute. I want to sleep with you.” “What? No,” I said. “Go back to the lounge and sleep on the couch.” “Please,” she said, “just for tonight.” “You’re too young. I’m almost thirty and you...” I paused because I didn’t know how old she was. “...are too young.” “What’s the date?” she asked. I told her. “Well I am almost forty-one,” she said, “and that makes me a cougar, but plenty old enough.” “A cougar?” I asked. “What’s that?” “Nevermind,” she said, “I am plenty old to share your bed. I only look twenty-two because that is my subjective age. My objective age is forty-one. Besides, we are just sleeping.” “Fine,” I said, “but tomorrow night you are going back on the couch.” “Okay,” she said. I turned and went back to sleep. She never did go back to the couch in the five months we waited for the relief ship. ### I woke up late the next day. Alison was gone. I figured she was in the bathroom, but I didn’t hear water running. I got up and went inside and looked around. She wasn’t there. I wondered where she could have gone. I was about going to do a tour of the station, but then I heard a thumping sound coming from the galley. I raced to that compartment to see if she was okay. She was standing on counter wearing just her EVA diaper and t-shirt. She held a bunch of food containers and was stacking them in the cupboards. “What are you doing?” I asked. She pointed to the row of cartons stacked along one of the walls of the galley and stacked on the tables. “I am stowing the supplies,” she said. “I am also rotating the stock here. We might have to stretch the food a bit since we have two people here and your planners only planned to supply the base for one.” “There is plenty here,” I said. “I agree,” she said, “but I didn’t find that out until I started to inventory the food. Although if worse comes to worse and we are out here longer without resupply, we can take the shuttle back up to the Fortune and raid the galley there. You got proper suits and stuff and according to the chart, the Fortune is in a stable orbit of Neptune.” I looked around. She made a lot of progress on unpacking the food supplies. “You’ve thought quite a bit about this,” I said. She reached for my hand, which I took, and then jumped from the counter. “Of course,” she said. “I also should try to earn my keep.” I was please her restocking effort, but I also felt a little guilty for not doing it myself. It was not like there was anything else for me to do and I was required to restock instead of letting the supplies sit in the hallway. The only thing I had done besides parking the dry goods on the tables and against the wall was pulling the pallet of frozen goods into the freezer. ### That evening we ate a feast. The proper ingredients were easier to find and Alison gave the meal a woman’s touch. We even had a salad before the meal and she had crawled through the frozen foods to find some ice cream for dessert. She stuck her fork in the lettuce and held it up. “This is pretty good,” she said. “Where do you get green lettuce?” “Um,” I said, “all lettuce is green. That is how it grows on Earth, except there it is greener and not freeze-dried.” “Lettuce is black on Epsilon Eridani III. Most plants are black there. You can only see the amazing color patterns if you wear infrared glasses. Most animals and insects see in infrared on Eridani III, so no plants are really colorful to humans.” “Sounds depressing,” I said. “Well, I grew up that way. How much difference can colorful plants make?” she asked. “Women like to get colorful flowers,” I said. “In fact my wife used to love it when I brought her flowers, especially when there wasn’t a holiday. I brought them to her because I loved her.” A wave of disappointment washed across Alison’s face. “You’re married?” “She died in an aircar accident,” I whispered. It was all I could do not to cry. “We argued the last time she and I spoke, and now she is gone.” “I’m so sorry,” said Alison. She paused for a moment, but apparently thought it was okay to say what she was going to say. “I know how you feel. I argued with my parents before I left on the Fortune. With time dilation, I thought I wouldn’t see them again. I don’t know what happened to them or anyone else I left behind. I felt guilty about it for the whole trip to Earth. That’s probably the reason I started wetting.” “But now you can go back home in about six months and see them within the year,” I said. “That’s true, but Mom and Dad are almost seventy. I hope they are still around when I visit again.” We finished the meal and by the time we started on dessert, the conversations had moved to lighter subjects. “They usually just spray paint the leaves of existing trees and flowers when they do movie scenes that are set on Earth,” she said. “Of course now with FTL, they can now bring real Earth plant seeds to use in sets.” “They’ll probably need to use special lights if they want them to grow,” I said. Suddenly an awful smell filled the air. I wrinkled my nose and then looked around for the source of the smell. “Oops,” said Alison. Her face turned red and she smiled slyly. “You didn’t?” I said astonished. She took one last bite of her dessert and then stood up. “I’ll go shower,” she said. She turned and waddled away with an obvious bulge in the back of her EVA diaper. ### The next day I caught her in a wet diaper. “Alison,” I asked, “are you trying to get to the bathroom on time?” “I am wearing a diaper,” she said. “I don’t really need to worry about getting up to use the restroom. Besides you don’t tease me like the other crewmembers of the Fortune.” I sighed. “You know you can become dependent on diapers if you don’t try to avoid accidents. You don’t really want to deal with diapers when you get to the beach on Earth and want to wear a bikini.” She nodded. “You are being nice about this. I still might have accidents, but I promise I’ll try to make it to the bathroom.” “Good,” I said. “That is all I ask.” After that she made more of an effort to get to the bathroom. She still used her diapers at night when she was in bed, but I didn’t notice her sitting in a wet diaper as often during the day. ### When we had been together for almost five months, the incoming ship alarm went off. I raced to the control room and Alison followed behind. “What’s that sound?” she asked. “Our ticket to Earth,” I said. “We can tow your ship back to Earth so you can sell your cargo and then arrange passage back to Eridani. You might even make enough on your cargo to buy an FTL drive for your ship, make repairs, and head back home to see your parents.” “I’ll believe that when I see it,” she said. I picked up the mike. “Gemini, this is Triton Station. Please state your ETA and intentions.” I waited for the time for the round trip communication. “This is Gemini. ETA is six days and our intentions are resupply and relief for station personnel,” the voice from the speaker said. “There is a straggler ship in orbit around Neptune,” I said. “Will a trip to tow it back to the inner system be possible,” I asked. “The ship’s hull was breached and most of the crew were killed, but one surviving crewperson was evacuated to the station. Will passage for her be possible?” I waited for the communication lag again. “Yes,” said the transmission from Gemini, “we’ll clear some room for an additional passenger.” “Here that?” I said as I turned to Alison. “I told you they would...” My voice trailed off. Alison was gone. ### “None of the crew of Gemini could find any trace she was on the station at all,” said Dr Emily Gleeson. “Why do you think that is?” “I don’t know. She had to be on the station somewhere. No space suits were missing and the shuttle was the same way I left it when we arrived from the Fortune,” I said. “Where was there to hide on the station?” she asked. “Never mind. Please finish your story.” ### In the final week when I was awaiting the arrival of the relief ship Gemini, I search the station from top to bottom looking for her. She was nowhere to be found. I searched the galley, the lounge, my quarters, the restrooms, and even the sanitary tank reservoirs. The latter was the most disgusting place to look, but I didn’t care. I had to find her. I then checked the shuttle. It was in its slip and it was empty. The cleaning bot I had put on the chair had even cleaned Alison’s pee stain. It was still trapped in the immaculately cleaned shuttle and fled through the door as soon as I had opened it. Obviously no one used the shuttles. I also checked out the suit lockers. All the suits were accounted for. I suddenly had a horrible thought. I quickly readied a suit and put it on. I then exited the station through the only airlock in that building. What if she had left without a suit? I walked all around the station, even though I knew she couldn’t make it ten feet without a space suit. Triton’s outdoor temperature was almost 400 below zero on the Fahrenheit scale. I finally went back inside. The crew of the Gemini found no sign of her either. Finally, I had to get on the ship and go home alone. Instead of going to Mars I was sent straight to Earth. ### “So what is the official story about where she went?” I asked. “She never existed,” said Dr Emily. “You made her up.” “But she was there. I saw her. If she didn’t exist, then who put away the supplies? Who did the deep cleaning of the station? Who did I talk to for almost five months?” It was a ridiculous idea the Alison Randall did not exist. “I suppose you are going to say that the SS Fortune doesn’t exist.” “No,” said Dr. Emily, “I’m not. I am going to say that Alison Randall never came down from the Fortune once you saw her.” She pushed a button and a wall panel moved aside revealing a view screen. “Watch the view screen.” A camera moved around the inside of the SS Fortune. The floating camera came to a door that said, “Spine.” An arm reached up and opened the door to reveal another airless compartment beyond. Inside a body floated. The figure was frozen in the moment that air had escaped the compartment. She was trying to pull on a space suit but hadn’t got it pulled up higher than her legs. She only wore a t-shirt and an EVA diaper. “They all died two months before they reached Neptunes orbit. That’s Alison Randall floating there. She was dead all along. Your brain pulled her image off out and used her so you wouldn’t have to think about your loneliness.” “It can’t be,” I said. “Who wet the co-pilot’s seat in the shuttle? Surely the video log in the shuttle caught that.” “It did,” said Dr. Emily. “It showed you knocking your coffee over onto the co-pilot’s chair.” She pulled up another screen and I saw the coffee cup fall over and create a circular wet spot on the chair. “No,” I said. “It’s not her.” I pointed to the other view screen. “That is some other girl. Alison came back to the station with me.” “Look,” said Dr. Emily. The body rotated until I could see her from the front. The nametag area of her shirt said Alison Randell. She looked the same as Alison, but her skin was a bluish shade. She almost looked like the way my wife when they dragged her body from the crashed aircar. I felt empty then and I felt just as empty now.
  24. From the album: DLTOArt

    I drew this of an old friend of mine who used to make "pasties" of celebrities in diapers and everything she made she watermarked "DDNIXX"
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