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Hi all, this is my first post. I wanted to tell a true story of something I did a couple of years ago. I hope you like it. I sometimes work out of town, and that's usually my chance to get a bit more elaborate with my play. This time I had bought a whole bunch of babyish kind of stuff on the way there, because I drove and I could stop at a bunch of different stores on the way in towns where no one knows me. (Side note, I like breaking up my purchases, like buying adult diapers is one thing, but I don't like buying, say, a pacifier at the same time--different store, doesn't look as weird). So I had a couple pairs of overalls (which I love), cute hair clips, pacifiers, baby powder, of course diapers (just Walmart brand), and some cute pink PJs. I've always wanted to try wetting a diaper in public, but I never had the courage to do it. This time I was in a hotel in a town where no one knew me, so it was a little less scary. My hotel was a couple blocks away from a mall, and the path there was well lit enough that I wasn't too nervous about using it at night, but dark enough that I would have a bit of privacy. My plan was to drink a lot of water, then walk to the mall because I had to use the ATM anyway, then walk back, and somewhere along there wet my diaper. I started out getting dressed, diaper of course, with lots of baby powder, overalls, pink tshirt, and my hair in two braids. I like putting my hair in pigtails when I'm playing just cause it makes me feel so little, but I thought the braids would be a little less overtly cute for being in public, but just cute enough. I ended up putting on a sweater over my overalls too. I walked to the mall, and let me just say that walking around in a diaper is sooo fun! No one knows, but you can feel the padding every time you take a step. I went into the mall and found the ATM. While I was getting my money, I slowly let a bit out into my diaper. I was sooo nervous I was shaking! But it felt sooo good, nice and warm. Then all of a sudden I felt a little spurt going down my leg! So I quickly stopped, finished up, and got out of there. Luckily it was only a little bit, and no one except me knew that my diaper was wet and my overalls were a bit damp. Anyone else watching would have seen a 23 year old woman using an ATM, but inside I felt like a wittle toddler in my wet diaper and overalls. On the way back there was a little park or sitting area or something, so I stopped there and pretended to be looking at my phone. In reality my whole body was shaking, and I couldn't concentrate on anything else! I started peeing in my diaper. I had to go pretty bad, but I had let off a bit of pressure in the mall already, but it was still a lot. I could feel the diaper getting so warm and heavy and I was scared to move. Then I started to feel another urge, and I wasn't really planning on this, but I realized I also had to go #2! By this time I was so excited, my judgement was probably impaired a bit, and I just started pushing! I didn't have to push too hard before I totally started pooping in my diaper! I could feel the straps on my overalls pushing down on my shoulders as the diaper filled up. So now I'm standing there in a park with a totally soaked, messy diaper, feeling like a toddler, and I still have a five minute walk back to the hotel, through the lobby, and to my room. I just stood there kind of in shock for a few minutes. What I really wanted at that point was for someone to come along, pick me up, put me in a car seat, drive me home, change me into a clean diaper and pjs, feed me a bottle, and put me in my crib in the nursery. Unfortunately that was all just a fantasy, and no one came 😞 It's hard to describe the walk back to the hotel. It was like I was drunk or high, totally scared, totally excited, trying not to waddle (spoiler alert, I didn't succeed), hoping I wasn't leaking too bad (spoiler alert, I was), hoping I wouldn't pass anyone on the sidewalk too closely. I don't actually remember much, just the feeling of my overalls pushing down on my shoulders, and my totally soaked, messy diaper between my legs. I was so aroused I probably would have came right there if I wasn't so scared. I do remember passing by a couple of road construction workers or something, and I remember them eyeing me up a bit, and me thinking "buddy, you have no idea what you're looking at as I walk by you in my soaked messy diaper" I got back to my hotel room (I don't know how). I checked my overalls when I got in, and there was definitely a wet spot around my crotch. Telltale diaper leak marks, but not running down my leg yet. Probably not noticeable in the dark, but anyone in the hotel lobby would have been able to see if they looked. I have no idea if there was anyone there, I was too scared. I was barely in the room before I grabbed my pacifier, and then started wetting myself again. This time the diaper couldn't hold any more and I was basically just peeing my pants at that point. I ended touching myself through my wet clothes and diaper and had the biggest orgasm I have ever had in my life. Then I took a long shower :)

I wish this was a true story....but a girl can dream, can't she? 🙂 I've been dating this guy for about a year, but I've never told him about my weird abdl fetish. (I've never told anyone in real life, soo embarrassing, lol) But, a couple weeks ago when I was at his place I found some files on his computer. Girls wetting themselves, girls wearing diapers, etc. I knew this could open up a whole new part to our relationship, but I still was too scared to say anything. Until this weekend. I decided to take the plunge, and tell him everything. He lives about an hour away, so I only see him on weekends usually. So, Friday afternoon, I made up my mind to tell him. But I wanted to make sure I wouldn't chicken out at the end, so I made sure to set up things so that I would have to tell him. I started by dressing up in a pink tshirt and denim overalls (they always make me feel little). That's not so odd, sometimes I wear them anyway, and he says them make me look cute 🙂 But underneath I put on a pair of pink training pants (that will be hard to explain later, I thought 🙂 Then I put my hair in pigtails, and drank a whole bunch of water. The hour long drive to his place was a weird combination of desperation and nervousness. I had to go pee before I left, but I didn't go. By the time I finally got there. I was completely desperate. I had leaked a bit already in my training pants while sitting in the car, but I've always found it hard to pee when sitting down, so i didn't think it was that much. Getting out of the car and standing up I squirted some more, and the warm wetness and pressure relief felt soooo good that maybe I let out a bit more than I was planning :). Walking to his front door I could hardly walk straight, I had to pee so bad, and I leaked a bit more (once I start it's hard to stop). I started having second thoughts about my plan, but it was a bit too late now.... "HI", I called out as I opened his front door. He walked in from the other room, and stopped in his tracks. "Whoa, you look adorable", he said "Thank you", I giggled, "I really hafta go potty". (OMG I can't believe I just said it like that!) "I can see that", he said, pointing. I looked down and gasped--there was a wet patch on my overalls already! "Oh no", I squealed, immediately getting into character. (No turning back now, I thought.) "I was trying to be a big girl". "It's ok baby", he said, taking me in his arms. I could feel him pushing against me, rock hard. "Oooh, feels like somebody likes", I said, reaching down to rub him a little bit. He could hardly talk, he was so excited. "I can't hold it much longer, I should really find a bathroom before I go potty in my pants", i said. "Just wait a bit cutie", he said, blushing. I could see how excited he was, and to be honest, so was I. "But I'm gonna have a accident!", I said, dancing a little bit. He took my hand and led me into the kitchen (with a tile floor) and sat on a chair. He patted his lap, for me to sit on it. This is new for both of us, and we haven't even talked about anything, it's just kinda happening. I straddle him on the chair (almost losing it in the process) and we start making out. His hands wander to under my overalls (overalls are great for that btw :), and all of a sudden he stops and he's feeling my thick wittle girl training pants. He's curious, but not really sure what he's touching, so he feels all around and underneath, where they're totally soaked. It feels sooo good to have him touch me through my wet panties like that. My whole body is trembling. With my legs spread apart, and him touching me like that, I don't have a whole lot of control. All of a sudden I feel a big spasm, and I totally start wetting my pants! I can feel hot pee flowing into my training pants, which only hold the wetness for a few seconds before they're saturated, then my overalls start getting wet. I look down, and see an ever increasing wet spot, and it's going all over his lap. Pee runs down our legs, and starts making a puddle on the floor, and I can hear it splashing. He looks straight at me and kisses me while I'm peeing on his lap. "Oh no, I'm sorry, I'm peeing all over you!". I'm blushing like crazy, but he so obviously enjoys it that I don't actually feel that embarrassed. Just safe, and loved...and wet. Soaked, in fact. "Baby, that was the hottest thing I've ever seen", he says. I let him touch me all over my wet clothes. He starts unbuttoning my overalls. "Do you wanna see my wittle twaining pants?" I ask him, "look what I did, I had a big accident! I twied to be a big girl, but sometimes I have accidents still" He just stares, almost in shock. Pretty soon I'm standing there in the middle of the kitchen with nothing on, and a pile of wet clothes on the floor. He looks like he's about to cum before he even gets close to me. He pulls me down to the floor on top of all my wet clothes, and is quickly inside me. He only holds it for about 15 seconds. (I guess I'll have to wait until later, lol 🙂 "Sorry baby, but you're just so cute and I've never done anything like this before and I just couldn't wait any longer". "That's ok", I say, laying with him in a puddle and a pile of peed-in clothes on the floor, "I'm just happy we have this out in the open now. I saw some of your pictures a couple weeks ago, and I've been trying to figure out how to tell you that I've been into this for years too". He blushes a bit, and grins. "Those pictures were supposed to be hidden, but I'm glad you saw them, if this is the result". I looked at him. "Can you change me?" I ask. "Why, what else do you got?", he says. I lead him over to my suitcase, which is full of all my abdl stuff. Diapers, onesies, pacifiers, baby powder, it's all there. His eyes widen. He takes my by the hand and leads me up the bedroom. He grabs a towel and spreads it on the bed, and then lays me down on it and pops my pacifier in my mouth. I'm still covered in pee, but it's a bit air-dried now, and there's a faint smell of it in the air. I'm ok with staying like that for a while 🙂 He gets out a thick baby diaper, with cute pink hearts on it, and puts it under my bum. Then he sprinkles baby powder on me (OMG I love that smell), rubbing it all over my stomach and breasts as well. He tapes up the diaper, and I stand up so he can put me in a pink onesie, with a little matching skirt. I help him fix my pigtails with some cute little bows. Blushing, but feeling totally babyish, I stand in front of him and twirl around for inspection. "You like?". "Baby, you are freaking adorable!", he says, taking me in his arms and feeling my thick diaper. Giggle, I can't wait to see what else we get into this weekend 🙂

This isn't a true story, though I wish it was, and there are some true parts of it. My friend Emily came over one afternoon. She's about the same age as me, and we've known each other for a long time. We don't have too many secrets from each other, but one thing I've never told her about is my ABDL kink. We hung out at my place for a while, then we decided to go for a walk in the park not too far away. It's about a five minute drive, so she drove there. Before we left I had drank some water and a glass of wine, but I didn't go to the bathroom before we left. By the time we got there I actually had to pee a bit, but nothing alarming. No big deal I could go at the park. We were there for about an hour, and I was starting to get pretty full, so I told Emily that we should look for the washrooms. By the time we walked over there, another 10 minutes had gone by, and we were now a good 20 minute walk back to her car. Unfortunately, the bathrooms were closed. That's ok, I can hold it, I'm a big girl (right?). We started walking back, but not really in a hurry. About 10 minutes later I realize I've made a mistake, and I really had to go potty bad. I'm wearing light colored jeans and a tshirt, and it's a cool spring day. Cool weather always makes me have to pee for some reason. A few minutes later and I'm getting pretty desperate. We're still five minutes from her car, and I'm obviously in distress, squirming around and holding myself. Emily looks at me with kind of a funny look on her face, which I wouldn't understand until later. A few minutes later and we're almost at her car, but I just can't hold it anymore, and pee starts squirting out into my panties. I start to get a wet patch on my jeans, and I'm losing the battle. It starts running down my legs. I'm crying a little bit because I can't believe I'm totally wetting myself in public. Emily looks on with concern, but there's really not much she can do for me. Part of me is embarrassed, but part of me is also excited to wet myself in public with my best friend watching. We get back to her car and find something for me to sit on for the ride home. Emily 's trying to be sympathetic, but it's a quiet car ride back to my apartment. As soon as we're inside, and she looks straight at me and says "let's go get you cleaned up baby girl". I'm a bit surprised, I'm not really sure what to think of that, but she takes my hand and I follow her upstairs. She walks straight over to my secret closet space where I hide all my ABDL stuff and says "I've known about your wittle secret for some time now, and after seeing what happened today, I think you need to be put in diapers" I recently bought a whole bunch of baby stuff on amazon (this part is actually true). So I had an almost full pack of LittleForBig nursery pink diapers, one of their pink onesies with a cute little skirt, pink baby doll shortalls, pacifiers, baby powder, some cute hair clips, as well as a couple pairs of denim overalls. I'd been collecting stuff for a while and hiding it in the back of my closet for whenever I get a chance to play. As soon as she opens my secret closet door, I freeze. I'm blushing, crying, shaking. I can hardly describe the emotions going through my brain. I bury my face in my hands and start wetting myself again, and just kind of collapse on the floor. “Don’t worry baby girl, I’ll clean you up. I’ve known about this for a while and I was wondering when you would tell me about it.” She leads me over to the bed and lays me down. Pops a pacifier into my mouth. Strips off all my wet clothes, powders me, and changes me into a diaper. I can’t believe I’m lying on my bed with nothing but a diaper on while my best friend changes me. “What would you like to wear baby girl?”, she says as she looks over my selection of clothes. She settles on the pink onesie with denim overalls, my favorite. “Let’s go downstairs and watch some TV”. She leads me to the living room, and turns on the TV to a channel playing some kids shows. She makes me sit on the floor in front of her while she sits on the couch and fixes my hair into two pigtails, with some cute bows. “You look sooo adorable”, she says. “You look like you’re 25 going on 4.” I'm blushing, but she can tell I’m enjoying it. She goes to the kitchen to make me a bottle with a wine cooler in it, and pours herself a drink. We sit side by side in the couch and talk for a while about my strange fetish. At some point I feel the urge to pee again. I'm not really sure what to do, and I hold it until I'm squirming around and can't sit still. "Do you need to go potty?", Emily asks me. I nod, blushing furiously. I feel soooo babyish at that moment, like I totally deserve to be there in my cute baby clothes and diaper. I feel like I've lost the ability to hold it for very long, and as I stand up I just start totally flooding my diaper. She can tell what’s happening. “Oooh is baby having an accident?” she says, while patting my padded bottom. I look at her shyly as I can feel my crotch getting warm. I've drank a lot of water, and I'm pretty soaked, but she doesn't change me yet. I sit back down in my soggy diaper, and she gets us some more drinks. At some point while we're talking I get the feeling that she seems kinda more interested than I thought she would be. She keeps asking me questions about how it feels. Finally I ask if she wants to try. She looks kind of embarrassed, and it takes her a while to admit it, but, yes, she does. So I take her upstairs and change her into one of my diapers and another one of my onesies. She looks so cute standing there in a diaper and onesie, kind of embarrassed, but obviously enjoying it. My diaper is pretty wet but she doesn't change me. I do love the feeling of a wet diaper, as long as it's not too cold. We go back downstairs, and she tells me she needs to pee. It takes her a some time. "I haven't done this since I was a baby, I don't know to relax!" But after a few minutes I see the look on her face as she totally floods her diaper. I join her, and pretty soon we're giggling like a couple of toddlers about our soaking wet diapers. Mine is so wet it starts leaking and pretty soon my overalls are getting wet 🙂 We decide she's going to sleep over, so we change each other's wet diapers before bed, and find some cute footed pjs for both of us. Hopefully this is the beginning of new adventures for us.

View File daughter struggles to keep her pee Dad, leave me alone, I have to pee! If you don't go on time I'm going to pee in front of you! Your daughter tries so hard to hold on, after all, she's too old to urinate, you wait until she has no other choice, she uncontrollably releases her urine and wets her entire bodysuit, ashamed and full of humiliation, then she denounces herself, doing everything possible because you don't see her parts intimate Submitter melikai Submitted 02/05/2023 Category Female  

View File Stepping out to find somewhere to wet my pants. I wish they would leave me along so I can wet myself. Submitter Tinkle01 Submitted 02/04/2023 Category Female  

View File Crossdress grey tights wetting & rewetting Just some wettings in grey tights, beige overalls and heels 😆 The tights were really non-porous, so the pee more or less just feel fell down :s hope you like it ❤️ Submitter SpineApple Submitted 01/19/2023 Category Male  

View File Milf Wets in Overalls Relaxing morning with coffee and a magazine, wearing overalls with no shirt, boots and a hat. Completely soaking my jeans with pee and showing front and back views. For fans of all natural milfs overalls cowgirl boots pants wetting pee piss Submitter melikai Submitted 11/27/2022 Category Female  

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"Living In Nowhere": Short Story (Stories?) Warning: This story contains messing. It is contained, however if that is not your thing you may want to stop reading now. I get it's not for everyone and want to warn you ahead of time. Also has some sexual themes so please be advised. This is my first submission of any sort of fiction so please be kind. Suggestions are welcomed. Also there might be more stories with this character and setting so I hope you enjoy it. Begin: The sun began to shine over the horizon revealing a small cottage in the forest. The forest was dense with tall overbearing trees that dance whenever the wind blows. The trees were a mix of skinny trunks topped with dark green needles and wide logs topped with warm colored leaves spreading from long limbs. Fall was in full swing this morning. A chill blew through the air. In the center of this forest, was a cottage. It sat right within the center of this sea of trees. It was a quaint little home. Rectangular in shape with walls made from the trees in the forest that surrounded it. The home had windows on both sides, and a tinier window by the front door of the dwelling. When facing the front of the house you can see the chimney shooting straight up from the back and a cellar attached to the side. The cottage was modest but beautiful. The outside of the home was just as modest as the cottage. A log splitting station, some flower beds, and a shed surrounded the yard. Around the yard was a fence with a gate enclosed the property. Beyond that were paths that lead into the forest. At the start of each path there were signs pointing in a direction saying things like "Water" or "Town". The signs were crudely made but served their purpose. This was the home of Salem, and the sun was about to pull them out of bed to start the day. The home fills with light from one of the windows on the side. A warm and inviting room begins to be illuminated. Covered by plants in pots on shelves, and one bigger plant in a pot by the door. The room also held a bookshelf filled with books and some trinkets. Next to that was a wooden desk. This desk had papers, a pen, and an open book on it next to a candle stick that was fully burnt down to the end with dried wax hanging like frozen icicles off a glacier. Against one of the walls opposite of the desk was a bed. On the adjacent wall a little further down from the bed was a closet. As the sun shined through Salem began to stretch awake from a deep slumber. While rubbing their eyes they began to pull the covers off of them, revealing their body. They were on the slender side with a feminine physique. Their muscles were toned yet lean and a little above average height for being 27. They had orange hair with orange pointed fuzzy ears coming out the top of their head and an orange fuzzy tail coming out above their round and plumb posterior. They awoke in their underwear and shirt. Once they had finished rubbing their eyes, they sprang awake. Salem was going to be in a rush this morning, for they were excited to get back to writing a story they were working on most of the night. Salem is a fantasy writer at heart. Though it's just a hobby now, they love spending their free time doing it. But as of late they had been going through a dry spell as far as writing goes. But last night they got inspired and feverishly wrote out a chapter idea in their journal. Reading a history textbook gave them inspiration. This idea carried late into the evening so Salem had to stop even though they had more ideas to write down. The story was exciting to write but the household chores needed to be done the next day; so Salem went to bed early. Their days are currently spent between work and maintaining the house. Living in solitude and trying to be Eco-friendly can be time consuming, but to Salem it was worth it. Their closest neighbor was at least five miles away. It would take at least 20 minutes traveling down a dirt road to reach any "Main Road',' which were long stretches of cracked paved road surrounded by trees and mountain views in the distance. It would be another 40-45 minutes to reach the town of Bridgton. It is a small town with a general store and dinner. However a trip into town was not on Salem's mind today, it was making sure the house had clean water. They needed to go for a trip down to the huge lake in the woods. But it was an hour long trip by electric buggy down a dirt path, and even another hour at most to fill the canisters and load them on the buggy. So they wanted to get the day started. They shot up out of bed and went into their closet to grab clothes for the house work this morning. It was fall and the woods surrounding Salem's home can get a bit chilly in the morning, and they would be outside for a decent amount of time. They threw on a red flannel with black buttons and some tight fitting overalls with tight leggings underneath for some extra warmth. As their tail poked out the hole in the overalls, Salem glanced in the mirror. They felt that the overalls looked great on them. The outfit was perfect and practical. It would keep them warm while doing chores. Plus it was snug and showed off their feminine physic quite nicely, while still being a bit rugged to boot. So they smiled and rushed out into the living area to make some quick coffee and have a bagel. They buttered up a bagel and ate it while brewing some coffee to go, a must have every morning for Salem. After this was accomplished they cleaned up and grabbed their coffee and walked to the front door. Before walking out the door though, they put on their beanie and gloves. The beanie was designed to keep their head warm, while also being able to keep their ears up and out so as to not dampen their hearing. They walked out towards the buggy, set their coffee in the cup holder, put the canisters on, and drove off down the trail labeled “water”. As Salem started their journey their stomach started to feel slightly uneasy. The Journey took a little longer than expected but it was nice. The cool fall breeze and the smell of nature was relaxing to Salem. The trees topped with warm colored leaves flew by and the chilly air of fall caressed Salem’s cheeks as the buggy wizzed along. The lake was starting to become visible and they had just finished their coffee. As they pulled up to the lake the feeling of needing a bathroom came on. I can wait until I get back, Salem thought. Even though the chances of someone being around were low, it was never a 100% guarantee. Salem would rather wait until they got home just to be safe. Besides, they have always talked about having a bladder of steel. So they brushed it off and began the annoying process of loading the buggy with water. It would take some time and effort. As they began to load the canisters with water their stomach began to cramp a bit and hurt. They thought it might be the midnight snack from last night. Plus the coffee they had started to not sit right in their stomach. They worried now about having a bathroom nearby. If they wind up having to go on that end, they’d need one. Having to squat down in a bush with no wipes sounded horrifying. So they hurried along. But as Salem worked their stomach was telling them they needed to go. The full bladder was not helping either. They finished loading the canisters, sat in the buggy, and ripped it out of there. They had an hour ride to get home at least, and the bumps along the dirt trail did not help the situation Salem was now in. All they could think about was their bladder and stomach. They began to alternate between holding their crotch and butt. They were trying to think of a strategy. If they moved now they would lose control and lose the battle in their stomach. They thought to maybe alleviate some pressure they could let out little drops of pee slowly over the span of the trip. It would dry quickly and not leave too big of a spot on their overalls. They could make it home then run to the bathroom. Plus it'll be a little warmer for them on the trip home. The thought made Salem smile with amusement. But the smile began to fade as the desperation worsened. The small leaks on the way were not as helpful as they thought, and a bigger wet patch began to develop on the crotch on the overalls. It was becoming quite noticeable. So they had to stop. They began to worry about not making it home in time. Possibly even having an accident if they didn’t sit on a toilet soon. But something about that thought interested Salem deep down. Their tail swayed a bit as they thought about it. But the thoughts were quickly interrupted. The time for a bathroom was fast approaching. As Salem rounded a bend on the dirt trail the urge to go intensified. Finally the pain in Salem’s stomach was too much, and they had to pull over. They quickly stopped the buggy. Being outside did not matter anymore. They did not care if anyone would see them. They were deep in the woods and they had to go. They ran for the nearest spot of cover on one side of the trail as quickly as they could. Unfortunately as Salem struggled with the buttons on their overalls, they began to release. They could feel their underwear begin to fill up as they were squatting involuntarily where they stood. They almost weren't even thinking anymore. It just felt so good to empty their body. They squatted down with their plump butt out and just let go, filling their underwear and leggings. With crackling and a bulge slowly developing around their plumb butt they let out an soft “Of fuck” under their breathe. As they began to bite their lips, a sense of pleasure and confusion washed over them. Salem could not believe this, but they were turned on. Their tail began to wag while filling the seat of their overalls. They began to let their bladder empty too. The patch on the overalls spread more and more, soaking their thighs, calves, socks, and shoes. A puddle began to form underneath where they were crouched. They moved their hand over the wet overalls, right on their crotch. Their hand began to rub up and down. Each rub more intense in pressure and speed with each passing second. They could not help thinking to themselves about how naughty and bad this was, but it felt so good. As that thought passed through their head they reached climax. They let out a moan as their eyes rolled in into the back of their head. With their mouth agape they said “I’m a bad fox”. Salem plopped down in their mess. Their clean hand shot quickly up to their mouth with a gasp. They immediately realized the situation, shot up, and began to take a quick look around. No one was there. Salem let out a sigh of relief. It would only last for but a moment, for now they were in a mess and had to get home to get cleaned up. As Salem waddled in their soaked and full overalls their tail was wagging. It hadn’t stopped since this all started. Salem just discovered something fun to explore. But for now, they needed to get home, get showered, and out of these clothes. Other things needed to be done today. They climbed in the buggy and began the uncomfortable ride home. Thank you and hope you enjoyed my first story.

My Agonizing Journey to Babyhood – 20 By: Heather23 Edited by: DaddyRich Chapter 20 - Baby Kim's day at the zoo It had now been two full days as Chris's baby. My routine was drinking from a bottle, being spoon-fed baby food, sleeping, playing in my playpen, watching cartoons, and of course wetting and occasionally messing my diapers. I was surprised when Chris announced that he was going to take me to the zoo today. How would he manage that and how embarrassing was this going to be for both of us. After all, I didn't think a dentist would want to be seen in public with his wife acting like a baby. I knew I didn't want to crawl around the zoo in a diaper. Chris dressed me in diapers (of course) and plastic baby pants. He removed the bondage mittens and that felt nice. He then put me in the bib styled overalls we had purchased from Nicole. These looked fairly normal except that there were snaps at the crotch and down the insides of the legs to make diaper changes easier. I couldn't ask questions with the mouth guard still in place, so I went with the flow. I rode to the zoo in my car seat and Chris had me wait in the car while he purchased the zoo tickets. He returned to the car pushing a large stroller. This was the kind of stroller that one could rent and used to push a handicapped person around the zoo. So that is what Chris had in mind I thought. Chris helped me into the large stroller. There was a safety strap that was pulled around my waist and fastened somewhere at the back of the stroller. My first realization was that I would not be able to reach the release mechanism on the strap. This was not a surprise knowing Chris and his love of keeping me bound. I kept my legs together in the stroller so that no one could see the snaps on my jeans. Also, since I was in a sitting position, no one could really tell that I was wearing a thick diaper between my legs. I felt better that my secret would be safe, and I relaxed. There was a benefit to being in the stroller. I didn't have to walk, and we were allowed to go to the front of lines because I was "handicapped." (I think the politically correct way of saying it is Diaper-Challenged.") Chris bought me drinks constantly, and I knew by now it was to keep me wet and needing diaper changes. Since we were out in public, Chris let me drink from a straw. I still didn't think that the mouth guard would let me drink out of a cup, so I was glad the straw worked fine. It didn't take me long to have to pee. After several days of baby status, it was almost natural to just release my pee into my waiting diaper. I know I can never get totally used to wetting a diaper and that is fine with me. It is especially difficult for me to wet in public, but it was also a nice secret that Chris and I shared. Typically, I would let Chris know when I was wetting so that he could hold me tight while I peed, but in the stroller this was not really possible. I waited to pee until we were in a crowded place to add to the excitement of having people all around me. Since I was unable to talk, I pointed to my crotch so that Chris could share in my wetting experience. It was wonderful. I sat back and just let it flow. There was little embarrassment this time because no one around me had any idea I was wetting myself. Chris grabbed my hand as I continued to fill my diaper. I could have come with very little effort if my private area could have received any attention at all. That was not to happen in public, and it had now been days with no sex. I was dying, and I knew Chris probably was ready to jump my bones too. Chris wheeled me over to a family restroom that allowed just one person or couple at a time. He was able to wheel my stroller right in the restroom, and he locked the door for privacy. I thought this would be a typical diaper change, but nothing is typical with Chris. This time when he opened my little protective chastity heart to clean me up, he showed me two plastic vibrating eggs and proceeded to bury them deep within my pussy. He then closed the little cage door protecting my pussy and snapped the lock shut. These particular eggs didn't have any wires, but I was sure they must be some kind of vibrator. I was both excited and intrigued. "Kim, I want to share in your next diaper wetting." "In fact, I want to trigger your next wet diaper." "When I think you have had enough to drink, I will set the eggs in motion with this remote control." "I don't want you to pee until you feel the vibrations." "If I check your diaper, and you are wet, and I haven't set off the vibrating eggs, you will be severely punished." "Don't test me on this one." I could only respond with a nod of my head and did so. Wow, vibrating eggs in my pussy, and they are operated by remote control! Today was a much better day. Chris continued to serve me large drinks. I drank them with the anticipation of feeling the vibrating eggs humming deep within my most intimate area. It didn't take any time at all for my need to pee hit a peak. I motioned to Chris that I had to pee. He ignored me. Could I hold out for the vibrating signal, or would I be punished for peeing? I was squirming in the stroller. It got so bad that I put my hand in my crotch and tried to hold back the flow. The chastity heart kept my hand from having any real impact. I was swaying back and forth in agony. Finally, the most delightful feeling in the world swept over me. The eggs began to vibrate inside my pussy. I couldn't have imagined a better feeling. I don't know what felt better at first. The fact that I was finally allowed to wet myself and relieve the pressure in my bladder or the eggs dancing inside my pussy. My only hope was that Chris wouldn't turn off the vibrating eggs too soon. I didn't realize how I must have looked nor did I care, but I was moaning in sure delight. My diaper was filling and the sensations coming from deep inside me were incredible. It is probably lucky that I was wearing a mouth guard because I practically screamed when my orgasm hit me. Wave after wave of orgasms ripped through me. I was left totally exhausted. I wanted to thank Chris so much, but was unable to do so. I knew the next time we went to the family restroom I could show him my appreciation. That time came almost immediately as I was wheeled to the restroom. In the privacy of the locked restroom, I was able to get down on my knees while Chris traded places momentarily and sat in the stroller. I unzipped his jeans and gave him a blow job. I couldn't use my tongue trapped as it was, but Chris was able to stick his cock deep into my throat. I tried something new on Chris and stuck my wet finger in his bum while I sucked on his erect cock. He squirmed up and down on my finger, so he was obviously enjoying the sensation. He must have really liked it because his load shot into my mouth with such force, and he cried out like I had never heard him do before. Wow, what an incredible day. Before I got off my knees, Chris stood up and looked me in my eyes. "Kim, the week is up." "You have finished your regression therapy." "I am going to take you home, remove your mouth guard, remove your chastity "friend" and you will be free to go about your normal activities." My disappointment must have been all over my face. Chris picked up on my frown and said, "You know Kim, we still have all the baby gear." "If I feel a need to discipline you again, count on some sort of regression therapy to help bring you back to being my submissive wife." I will not be removing the silver pacifier that is dangling between your legs. And of course, the two tattoos of the diaper pins are permanently on your body. These will be a constant reminder that you are my diaper slave. I want you to always wonder each time you take a drink, if your next pee will be in a toilet or if you will be forced to release your pee into a waiting diaper. As my diaper slave, you will never know when the next diaper will be taped or pinned on you. I wrapped my arms around his legs and kissed his penis in appreciation. Once again Chris triggered the vibrating eggs buried deep inside me, and he helped me back into the stroller. It was going to be an interesting ride home. The End