Messy Diaper, Don't Care
MESSY DIAPER, DON'T CARE
My mom runs a day care in our house and there are some kids that are in diapers. One day when my parents were on a week long vacation for their anniversary. I had worn the day care kids diapers before but they were too small and didn't hold much I had to change very frequently, I hated it.
A few days prior I had ordered diapers in my size and the main claim on these diapers was that they will never leak no matter what and that intrigued me greatly. Nearly and hour after my parents left for their getaway, they came in the mail. I was so excited I let out a tiny shriek as I opened them. I unfolded the diaper and slipped it on.
I then sat down in the diaper. The soft gentle padding on me was so comfortable and pleasing. I relaxed a moment. I took a deep breath and I knew this was going to be a great couple of days. Next I began drinking and eating as much as I could and when I was full I just waited for the magic to happen.
A few hours later I felt like I needed to pee, I tingled with excitement, but I decided to wait a while so it would be a big pee. After all the diaper does claim to never leak not matter what. About 20 minutes later I really needed to go It was very urgent I began walking to the bathroom then I remembered I was a diapered, I sighed with relief.
I looked in the mirror and felt my dry diaper and though to myself "This won't be lasting for much longer" and let my warm, soothing pee fill my diaper. I watched the diaper turn from white to yellow.
Seconds later a flow of poop filled my diaper which was out of my control it just came out, but I loved every second of it. This turned my diaper from yellow and smooth to brown and lumpy.
I turned around and looked at my messy diaper in the mirror. The once white diaper was now yellow and brown and it was so satisfying. The warm mess that had just been loaded into my diaper was so comforting and I felt so happy. I was so pleased to see that none of it was leaking at all.
After a few minutes of examining my soggy, messy diaper in the mirror I decided to go watch some television. The diaper was sagging to my upper thigh. I put on Teletubbies. I used to watch this when I was younger. I wasn't as into it but I still kept it on just to keep the whole baby vibe.
After I turned it on I sat down on the couch. I felt the mess in my soiled diaper smoosh all over me. The diaper was so warm and squishy. The feeling was unreal I couldn't help but smile. The feeling of sitting in a freshly wet and messy diaper is so comforting.
I sat there and I felt a warm tingly sensation all over. As I was sitting I grazed my hand over the front of my diaper, warm and gooshy, just the way I like it. I squished the diaper from the outside in my hand and rubbed it up and down. And still, no leaks. I was truly impressed.
Since the diaper was holding up so well, and it felt so good, I decided to stay in it for the rest of the night. I fell asleep in the soiled diaper and it was amazing. The next morning I woke up with a more swollen and bulky diaper more pee was added. It was so pleasing to be able to pee and poop in the comfort of your own diaper, no getting up, wiping, flushing, just sit back and relax.
By this time I knew the diaper was never going to leak so I didn't worry at all. I made a morning run to Dunkin Donuts in my soiled diaper in only leggings and a crop top. With an obvious bulky saggy diaper on I could feel the starring, but I liked it. While in line I even wet a little bit too. I ordered a large iced coffee, knowing that it makes you poop. I drank it down as fast as I could.
Sure enough not even and hour later I could feel myself having to make a mess. I held it for as long as possible so the most would come out at once. Finally when I got home I took everything off except my diaper and I let loose. A river of poop came rushing out and it felt amazing.
By the time I was finished my diaper was sagging to my mid thigh. I was especially excited because there wasn't one leak. It was holding up so well the waist was extremely secure around my waist and wasn't falling off, same with around my legs.
After checking for leaks, I waddled over the a stool we had at our breakfast bar. It was about three feet tall and as big around as a Frisbee. I thought since this was a hard surface it would be a good platform to sit and squish in my heavy, full diaper on. And I was right.
I sat down on the stool and the swampy mess from under me pressed against my genitalia it was so amazing, as I sat in it my eyes rolled to the back of my head. The warm gooshy diaper made a squishing sound as I sat down, I love that sound. I stayed there for a while and just enjoyed. I then waddled over to the couch and lay to take a nap. With my huge diaper between my legs my thighs had lost all touch.
When I woke up my diaper was EXTREMELY swollen I didn't realize how much water I had been drinking (It is very hot during the summer months so it's just a habit). My diaper was now down to my knees.
It was a thick, warm, poopy, wet, squishy, stinky mess. And I love it. I was so pleased with it that I decide I would keep it on for the next few days and go as long as possible without changing. I was on a mission and I was so excited!
By now every time I sat down it was a rush of sensation and I couldn't get enough I played in my diaper the whole day. Squishing it, feeling it, and most importantly wetting and messing in it.
Later that day, my diaper passed my knees. I laid there for an hour just enjoying myself. When I had finished I toddled to my car. I wore another pair of leggings over my diaper and another crop top. This time I wanted it to be really clear so I let it stick out the top of my leggings and walked around our local shopping mall.
One creep walked by me and felt my diaper from the crotch region. It was ok since where the diaper ended was below my knees so he was no where close. I will admit that it felt good though.
While I was in the book store it was almost dead silent. I really needed to fart but I knew there would be poop along with it. At this point I already drew an enormous amount of attention to myself, might as well draw more. I let out a loud and juicy fart and the poop immediately followed.
There was a women sitting next to me in a chair. Her face looked mortified. So I let another load just as big as the first and it was really stinky. I felt amazing but the lady was disgusted, but she couldn't stop looking.
To make things one hundred times worse for her I sat in my completely soiled diaper right next to her, pretending like nothing happened. My warm poppy diaper squished on me. What a comforting feeling. I'm in love with this diaper. I waddled over to my car and drove home. Still no leaks.
When I got home I sat in my most beloved diaper that now touched the floor since the mess at the book store and two waters in the car because I wanted to take the long way home. I was so content and happy with myself. So I continued.
By the end of the week I could no longer stand on my feet. The diaper was so full that when I tried to stand my diaper would hold me up and my feet wouldn't not touch the ground. I was sitting in a missive pile of my own poop and I loved everything about it.
My diaper had become as big as me and it gave me great pleasure to be able to squish and play in it when I wanted, as I pleased. It looked like a cartoon poopy diaper it was big, cushy, wet, smelly, and amazing. That was the greatest and smelliest week of my life.
Written By: DG