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Hi everyone! I hope this is the right place to make the request lol I have been wanting to have a great role play and a great connection with the caregiver. im into diapers but I’m not an abdl but im a little I feel comfy in an age range of 3-5 but having trouble to be potty trained. if you are interested you can send a private message or replay over here. We can have so much fun and I’m looking forward to it.
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I feel like i kinda want a caregiver but im not ABDL (or i dont think i am). i kinda just want someone to treat me like im a toddler and we can rp that they are potty training me. is there someone here that would do this or should i just pretend it. I do live at home unfortunately but we would do it online (probably discord) and when i have a day alone to myself.
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Potty training VIds View File yolo Submitter sponge123 Submitted 10/21/2023 Category Female
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I um had a couple of pee accidents in my white pull up like the good girl I am because the big girl potty is scary and I didn't wanna use it. Then I changed into my pretty purple pull up no accidents yet . As of now a few hours later my purple pull up is soaked because I made lots of pee pee in dem. And a couple final pictures of my purple pull up after I got home.
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Feel free to skip to the next paragraph if you don’t give a shit about me (understandable honestly) It’s been a while since I posted huh? As a quick rundown and something I’ve talked about briefly elsewhere I was dealing with a health complication that wasn’t anything serious but made writing smut very unappealing. After that I started writing again but usually for other fetishes unrelated to this or nonsmut. This isn’t me fishing for support or e-crying I just thought I’d bring it up again here for reasons that will become apparent momentarily. I don’t plan on a drastic increase on output anytime soon, this is and always will be a when I feel like it sort of thing. Just know that me not posting for a month or two doesn’t mean i’m dead or retiring or anything. Beyond that tangent, as I’ve also stated before I have military grade writers block. I have several settings where I’ve used a similar gimmick to this one but they really aren’t related. Most of them have some choices a later found questionable from a worldbuilding pov that wished I could change; Inconvenient Entanglement is the first time I was somewhat happy with the premise. That and other factors lead to me getting fatigued with the stories. I still plan on finishing IE since there are other aspects of that story that have my brain hooked on finishing it, I’ve actually already done the ending and just need the middle and some important filler, but I’ll be moving away from longform continuous stories for a bit to try and move past this writers block. Anyway, to the obligatory worldbuilding and thread explanation blurb. This isn’t a single story and more a place to post some stories and explore unrelated concepts set in the same universe. In this setting people don’t gain full bladder control until later in live, usually mid teens for men and late teens to early twenties for women. Some people are trained earlier, some are trained later, but more or less everyone will be out of diapers before their 21 barring outstanding circumstances. That said seeing a person in their mid twenties wearing pull-ups Incase something happens or good nights for bed wetting isn’t unheard of even if a lot of people would be embarrassed about it. Most stories are gonna be one or two parters that could be just modern day stories from the setting, stories from the past or future, in universe fiction, etc. Might reuse characters from time to time depending on how i’m feeling, idk. This is mostly a place for unrelated vignettes in the same universe. Anyway, that’s enough stalling. Date Night “Eric, can you pick up some diapers for your sister on your way home?” Eric’s eyes shot open as he read the familiar message from his mother. ”I’m on a date Mom!” He quickly replied in text. ”So what, she probably needs some too.” ”She’s 18 Mom, she’s out of diapers already!” Eric angrily replied. ”Sweetie please just get them for her. I’ve been at work all day.” Eric groaned audibly. “Fine Mom.” ”Thanks. Oh, and I put some pull-ups in in your glove box. Make sure to wear them. You don’t want a damp spot showing on your shorts.” Eric sighed and stashed his phone in his pants pants pocket. “Mom knows I haven’t had that happen in over a month, I wear underwear around the house. Why does she always harp on me about wearing those when i’m out.” He took a sip of his soda and glanced over to the clock in the center of the mall. Well, mall is generous. It was more of a half dead shopping center kept alive by the fact nothing else was nearby. He agreed to meet his date here and drive her to the movie theater in town since she lived so far away from school and he was wanting any chance to spend time with her. “Sarah was suppose to be here five minutes ago.” He thought to himself with a bit of worry as he closed his eyes. His mind turned to something his mother said about her probably needing to pick up some diapers. “I wonder what she does wear under those Daisy Dukes? In middle school and high school girls would always show off their waistbands if they were in pull-ups or panties but that kinda stopped in college I guess. Most girls are in pull-ups and the ones that aren’t hide it now. She’s always wearing those tight shorts. Even if her shirts are long enough to cover her waist she can’t be wearing anything too baggy. I bet she’s in panties, maybe something lacy, or maybe she’s going commando tonight.” His imagination was interrupted by the feeling of his pull-up and shorts growing tight against his member. He felt a bit of embarrassment wash over him and zipped up his jacket to hide the evidence of his contemplation. Before he could think anymore he heard something calling out too him. “Hey Eric, there you are!” He looked around to see a athletic blond girl with short denim shorts and a white tee shirt walking towards him. “Sorry I was late, our dog got out and we were all looking for him. Cell service is spotty out her too so you know.” ”It’s fine, don’t worry about it. The move doesn’t start for almost an hour anyway so we have plenty of time to get there.” Eric said without any hesitation. “My car’s right outside, it’s about a 40 minute drive to the theater.” Sarah grabbed his right hand and started walking towards the door. “You know I could start meeting you closer to the school or in town or something. You don’t have to drive all the way out here to pick me up.” Sarah said with a relaxing southern draw. ”No, it’s ok. Seriously. I could honestly pick you up at your house if you wanted.” ”No, that’s fine. Dad still doesn’t know i’m dating and I’d rather him not point a shotgun at you until at least the fourth date.” Sarah said with a laugh. “Oh hey, mind if I drink some of that?” she said motioning towards his coke. ”Oh, sure.” Eric said with a nervous laugh. “Better not being you back late I guess, don’t want any more holes in me than I need.” Sarah took a long drink from his soda before responding. “Don’t worry, he’d just shoot out your car windows first as a warning. Maybe sick Dixie on you if you really pissed him off.” She said, this time without a laugh. Eric cleared his throat before opening up his car door. “After you” he said quickly in a attempt to change the subject. The two loaded into the car before Eric pulled out and started the lengthy drive to the theater. Sarah stretched and laid her purse in the back seat. “So how’s your day been?” She asked before taking another drink of his soda. ”Oh, pretty good I guess. My sister has been studying for the SATs for the last few days so things have been pretty peaceful.” Eric looked glanced over to Sarah guzzling down his soda, keeping his peripheral vision focused on the road. “I really should have gone before we left the mall.” He thought to himself as he recognized a urge that had snuck up on him. He only moved into pull-ups about a year ago and had trouble with wetting himself on occasion until about four months ago. For all the progress he had made in the last year he still had problems recognizing when he needed to go, often putting off or not realizing he needed to go until the need became more apparent. “I should be good until I get to the theater. Just keep focused on it and clench.” He thought to himself with a long exhalation. ”Cool, Spanish has been kicking my ass but mostly things are good. My brothers have been practicing a lot lately, the school thinks they’ve got a chance of getting drafted to the NFL so their skills need to be on top shape.” Sarah said feeling around in her pockets. “Hey you got any android chargers in here? My phone is about to die.” She said as she was about to open the glove box. Eric’s mind flashed back to what his mom told him over text. “No!- I don’t have anything for android.” He said trying to not sound as anxious as his immediate reply made him sound. ”Oh… ok.” Sarah said leaning back into the seat. “So how much longer till we get there?” ”Should only be another 10 minutes or so unless something-“ Eric cut himself off when he saw a car in front of him as well as the car in the lane immediately next to it slam on their breaks. He pressed his foot down, coming to a stop in a little less than a second with a loud screech oh his tires. ”Shit! What was that?” Sarah yelled catching herself against the dashboard. ”Looks like someone wrecked up ahead.” Eric said, trying to catch his breath while looking around to make sure no cars collided. He leaned back, becoming instantly aware of a clammy dampness around his crotch. “Fuck fuck fuck!” He thought to himself, clinching his muscles as tightly as possible. He looked down to inspect the damage. His shorts were thankfully dry, not showing any aspect of the leak he had just barely ended. ”Well, looks like we aren’t getting to the movie on time.” Sarah said with a chuckle before adjusting her sitting position, leaning on the side of her hip and bringing her legs together. Eric focused for a few more seconds to make sure the leak from before didn’t start again. “Yeah, I guess so.” He said leaning forward on the steering wheel. “Shit, I almost pissed myself. We better get there soon, I don’t think this will stop another.” He had only recently managed to convince his parents to let him start wearing lower protection pull-ups, the young adult ones that don’t provide much protection aside from a occasional small leak and have the same profile as normal underwear. The two sat there for the next few minutes, barely inching forward every so often. “Uhhg, when are they going to get this cleaned up. I’d turn around if there weren’t so many people behind us.” Eric groaned in frustration, barely having the headspace to hold a conversation her Sarah. His desperation had grown more apparently since his minor accident. Something he still had problems with was how fast his need grew once he realized he should go to the bathroom. He normally made a point of going more often than he needed to to avoid this exact problem, now he was praying that he could reach a bathroom before his protection and muscle strength failed him. ”Hey… can you… pull over.” Sarah asked. “I gotta go.” Eric looked over to see her leaning against the window with her legs pressed together. “Oh, sure. Don’t worry about it.” He said as he hastily pulled off the road and onto the dirt near the guardrails. Before Eric could say anything else Sarah threw the door open and started fast walking to the tree line. “Thanks!” She yelled before as she was visibly undoing the button on her shorts. Eric immediately got out of the car before locking it and running for the trees as well. He pulled the front of his shorts and pull-up down before directing his penis. His stream began before he could get properly positioned, spraying the side of the tree he was standing behind as soon as it was free of obstructions. He sighed, looking down to see a large damp spot on the inside of his pull-up. “Damn I almost didn’t make it, I hope Sarah doesn’t see-“ Eric looked over to see Sarah standing with her shorts pulled down to right before her butt, revealing what looked like a blue pair of pull-ups with another stain in their crotch. She was standing with her pelvis thrust forward and her legs as far apart as she could manage; she had her hands in front of her doing something out of sight as a wild spray was erupting in a slight forward arc, barely missing her shorts. He could hear her minding something from a few feet away. “Ah crap I hope I don’t get any on my shorts. I need to stop trying to pee like this when I need to go this bad.” Erics stream died down soon after. He looked away and pulled up his shorts, hoping she didn’t see him looking. “So she does wear pull-ups.” The thought filled him with a slight hope that she wasn’t entirely out of his league. “Why the blue ones though? The padding on those is different.” He quickly walked by to the car hoping to get changed before she got back. He desperately wanted to avoid having to sit in those until the movie theater. He got a text message from Sarah before he could sit down. “Hey. This Is a little awkward but do you have any protection in your car?” ”Like, what kind?” He asked hoping that she might ask about condoms. ”Do you have any pull-ups I can borrow? I didn’t bring a spare” Somehow Eric could feel a embarrassment from behind the screen, both because he would be embarrassed too and because she took so long to type. He thought about if he should say yes for a minute before sighing and reaching into his glove box to grab some of the pull-ups his mom left him. He walked back to the woods to bring them to her, seeing that she had a small damp spot around the top of her shorts that she was clearly trying to hide with her shirt. He could also tell that she was standing in a way to try and avoid a leak from her almost full pull-up. “Hey, here you go. Sorry all I got are the mens.” He said with embarrassment before turning around. ”It’s alright. I’m use to using the boys model, when I was younger my Dad decided he wasn’t going to keep buying diapers my brother started wearing pull-ups. So he started buying my brothers and I the same stuff to save money. Part of being the only girl in the house.” Sarah said, grabbing the pull-up he was pointing towards her from behind his back. ”Really?” Eric asked, thinking back to what he saw a minute ago. He though back to seeing her standing with her ass showing towards him, causing his manhood to tighten against his damp pull-up again. ”Yep, it’s why I got out of diapers at 12. I kinda had problems holding it long enough to reach a bathroom around the farm or on long car trips though so I taught myself to pull my pants down and go whenever I needed too.” About half a minute of Eric imagining her naked from the waist down later her felt her arms wrap around him. “Thanks for giving those too me.” She kissed the back of his neck. “I’ll go back to the car and see if I can call my Dad to let him know I’ll be back a little later since we need to see the next showing. See you in a minute.” Sarah said nothing that he had brought two pull-ups with him, realizing the implication. so that’s this story. I might do a part two if people care to see the movie, might now. What does everyone think? If I do a part two I think I’d rather do it from Sarah’s perspective since I prefer female Omo to male.
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Just a short story to help myself stay calm about real life plumbing problems. "So you see sweety, when you feel like you have to potty after the age of six it means Mr. Potty is hungry. You wouldn't want poor Mr. Potty to go hungry would you?" Sandra Millison would have preferred to have come up with this latest idea sooner and been able to give an age under six, but you live, you learn, and you hopefully get your daughter out of Luvs by her eighth birthday. At times it seemed fate conspired against her to get her daughter toilet trained, from sudden cross country business roadtrips, and no way was she trusting a half toilet trained toddler to hold it for those driving periods, she had even diapered herself for the drive back after an unfortunate accident, to illnesses in one or the other of them that made dragging her to the toilet whenever she needed it seem either needlessly cruel or too much effort, to a slew of leaking training pottys that left a mess all over the floor. But now? None of that should crop up. They were both healthy as could be, her work wasn't sending anyone anywhere anytime soon, and this training potty sat on the real one so there would be no leaking. Her daughter even seemed attentive to her latest ploy, having always been an empathic little girl she would not want to cause Mr. Potty any discomfort. Two days later, at close to three in the morning Sandra emerged from the bathroom swearing up a storm and thanking the gods that her daughter was still asleep for hours to come. A quick call to the plumber at around five worsened her mood and she went into the attic where she had stored her suitcase after that road trip. " Mommy, Mommy, I have to feed Mr. Potty!" Her daughter yelled excitedly after breakfast. Sandra just glared in the direction of the bathroom and said, "just use your diaper sweetheart, Mr. Potty ate too much recently and needs to have his stomach pumped." With a bit of effort she started to poop into the diaper hidden under her dress. Two months until they could get out to fix it, on the up side by that time she could probably do with the potty training refresher herself.