Diapered No-Toilet Weekend

[Breloom 340]

Last weekend I decided to celebrate the approach of winter break by partaking of one of my favorite activities: Spending a whole weekend in diapers. I was recently reminded of the latest such occasion and decided to give it a writeup based on a private journal I kept of the weekend. 

The rules I follow are simple. Once the weekend begins, I must wear diapers for the entire duration. Diapers can only come off for showers and changes. I am not allowed to use the toilet, all my pee and poo must be done in a diaper. I'm free to change my diapers at my discretion. 

The night before, I took care of my weekend grocery shopping and made sure I had enough diapers and other relevant supplies for my needs. I'd be going through more diapers than usual this weekend, so I wanted to make sure I was set. To make sure I didn't miss any time, I went to bed that night in a diaper. I typically sleep nude most nights, so that night the diaper was the one exception. I slept through the night without a problem. 

Morning on day one. I woke up feeling like someone had replaced my bladder with a small rock. I relaxed and let my morning pee gush into my diaper. No time like the present to get started. I inspected myself. This diaper could take at least another wetting, so I yawned, put on a robe, and went to get breakfast ready. After breakfast, I lounged on the couch for a bit and did some reading. During this time I peed a little, but it wasn't a large wetting. A little bit before lunch, I released another big pee into my diaper. It was time for a change. Now wearing a fresh diaper, I made a sandwich and ate while listening to YouTube. By this point I had ditched the robe, so I had nothing on but the diaper and a blanket (which went on and off a lot because my apartment's heating is finicky as can be). Two or so hours later, I became aware of a minor need to wet. After a few minutes, my diaper had sustained its first pee. It was nowhere near full. However, I was also aware that my urge to poop was growing fast. Might as well go now, that's what diapered weekends are for. I pushed for a bit but made little headway, eventually transitioning from laying on my belly to a kneeling position. That made things a little easier and eventually I had filled my diaper. After checking out the bulge in the mirror, I got back in bed on my belly and resumed my routine. After another wetting, I got up, changed my diaper, and started thinking about dinner. I made dinner, ate, and went about my usual evening ritual of doing a spot of work with the TV/YouTube on in the background. During this span I peed three times, along with a scattering of smaller leaks. It's after sunset now. I have to go potty, but I can't wet this thing a fourth time. I need a diaper change. After doing just that, I treated myself to a dish of ice cream while I soaked my fresh diaper, a pullup this time. I read for a little while, leaked a few times, and realized I ought to be getting ready for bed. Entering the bathroom, I pulled down my wet diaper and set it on the floor. Post-shower, I put it back on. Now for some video games. En route to my bed post-gaming, I realized that I had to go poo again. NorthShore pullups are good for messing, so I wasn't afraid to poop myself in one. This I did after some effort. I finished the last two chapters of my book before changing out of my pullup and back into a tabbed diaper for the night.

Morning on day two. I awoke in a damp diaper. I had wet during the night. This did nothing to lessen my need for my usual morning pee, which hissed into the diaper soon after. It was toasty in the apartment that morning, so I decided to forego the robe as I walked to the kitchen in nothing but a wet diaper. A few dribbles followed in the after-breakfast period, and eventually a decent chunk of poop. I changed out of that diaper after another large wetting round midmorning. Lunchtime came and went, and my new diaper had not stayed dry. A morning of gaming, a few mugs of cocoa, and a nice lunch will do that to a girl. I changed out of that diaper right away and got a pullup on. I had decided to hit up a few stores for some personal items. Over the pullup went a knee-length plaid skirt, a bra, and a cable knit top. My girlfriend tells me that the way I dress in winter is an unholy crime against the good people of Ireland, and I'm often inclined to agree. That said, it was time for a bit of shopping. I visited a few stores, picking up various odds and ends like a notebook or two, some cookware to stoke my misguided attempts at making Asian cuisine, and some Pokemon cards. I'm not sure where, but somewhere in all that I wet my pullup. A second, smaller wetting occurred on the drive home, and my lunch was settling rather quickly. By the time I got through the front door, I could feel my poo poking out into the back of the pullup. I put my stuff down and stripped down to my diaper. No sooner had I done that and returned to the living room had a sizable bit of poo settled itself in the back of my pullup. The pullup held my entire mess, and after putting my purchases in their proper places I went to the bathroom for a diaper change. Back in a nice thick tabbed diaper I went to enjoy the afternoon. I spent it on the floor in my room, watching some YouTube, opening and sorting cards, and peeing. Time flew by, and when I got up to fix myself a meal I was a bit surprised at how yellow my diaper was. I determined that it could hold some more and set about getting dinner ready. After dinner, I sat in bed and texted my girlfriend for an hour or so. Few small leaks, but nothing much. One diaper change later and I was seated at my desk to finish my work. I hadn't very much of it to begin with, as the following week wasn't a full five days and winter break was around the corner. Midway through this remaining work, I realized I needed some potty time almost as badly as I needed to stretch my legs. I decided to kill two birds with one stone by taking a walk down the hall to the kitchen and getting myself a snack while I let loose in my diaper. The only things warmer than my pee-soaked diaper as I returned to the desk were the slice of pie in my hand and the air in this bloody apartment. I have a working theory that for every degree the outside temperature drops, the inside temperature goes up ten. But I digress. I finished my workload, and after doing so felt a need to make a load of a different kind. Accompanied by a few stray dribbles of pee was the biggest mess I had made all weekend. It made a nice bulge in the back of my diaper and made my evening reading that much more enjoyable. Finally I got up, admired my messy diaper in the mirror one more time, and took care of one more diaper change. A short rinse in the shower followed, and then I got into a clean diaper for the night.

I woke up on Monday in a wet diaper, even wetter than the previous day's. After taking care of my morning pee, I took the diaper off to get ready for classes. I had officially done a weekend in diapers. Overall it was great fun. Diaper weekends are one of my favorite indulgences.

Total diapers used: Ten

Total wettings: Twenty (including smaller wettings/ repeated leakage)

Total messings: Five

[f3l1x4r 29]

Yay for diaper weekends. 

[Bluesman59 146]

It’s amazing that sometimes during diaper weekends your bladder just knows you’re in a diaper so you don’t have to hold it during the night.  

[diapers161 11]

Thank you for sharing. Sounds like a great weekend! Wish I could have a full diapered weekend soon. I don't have the house to myself on the weekend too frequently though.

You mentioned texting your girlfriend during your diapered weekend. Is a diapered weekend something you can only do when she is not around?

[Wee-wee 16]

way to go! diaper. You' re amazing.

[Breloom 340]

On 1/6/2021 at 4:47 PM, diapers161 said:

You mentioned texting your girlfriend during your diapered weekend. Is a diapered weekend something you can only do when she is not around?

We don't live together.

[moiamigo 173]

sounds amazing!  I like that you stayed in it after messing.  How does that feel?

[WeekendWetter 12]

Reading this inspired me. Over this weekend I rarely used the toilet. 

I started Friday evening letting all the days fluid into my first pull-up. I was then concerned about how much it could absorbe so changed but continued to drink more water and beer. This then paid off as I wet the second diper. At this point I was weeing whenever I felt any small erge. As I continued drinking, late at night at this point. I then stopped as I was worried this my pull-ups could no longer take anymore. I kept it on as I liked how it felt. I then went outside to smoke and the coldness got to me. I flooded my already full diper. It leaked everywhere. My warm piss dripped down my leg and pooled on the floor it felt amazing. I took off my wet nappy and went to sleep. 

 

Saturday morning I woke up with a need to pee so I grabbed a fresh pull-up. It felt amazing. I went without padding during the day. But then put on a diper for the night, planning to keep it dry as I just wanted to try sleeping while padded, something I hadn't tried before. I ended up wetting it before falling asleep but I managed to keep it on all night. I then woke up, changed into a fresh pull-up and promptly soked that. 

 

Really fun weekend. Thank you for the inspiration. 

 

[Lasseman 96]

Wow Thanks for sharing!
It must have been an awesome weekend!

[Racergirl1404 623]

The big question is: did u end up wet the next night when you didn’t have one on?

[Lasseman 96]

Good one Racergirl404 that´s what we wanna know.🥰

[TotalAbyss 0]

On 12/27/2020 at 1:44 PM, Breloom said:

That is alot of poos doing a day.

 

[OurFlagMeansP 26]

I loved this, thanks for sharing. I hope one day I can do this. I am still figuring out the diapers and ordered some tabbed ones that will hopefully have a good capacity. It sounds so relaxing!

[Stickman 1]

I love doing things like this. It is always refreshing to let go of all bathroom needs.