I bet some of you noticed that I was a bit quiet this last week or so; it was because I was getting ready for and went to a big family reunion! Because of the pandemic, all of us thought it best to hold off until things were a bit better and things had settled down somewhat. This last week had been on the books for months and was something I was both looking forward to and worrying about. This trip wasn’t something with just my immediate family, it involved all of my extended family! We all came together for multiple days at my grandparent’s place because they have a big home that can host a lot of guests and it was a pretty centralized location since everyone is kinda spread out all over the place.
Part of me was fearful of what could happen if someone discovered what I was wearing underneath my clothes, especially since I can’t take a break during this messing challenge. Since we were going to be hanging out with literally everyone in the family, I couldn’t take any chances at all. I feel like I wouldn’t be able to show my face out of pure embarrassment if everyone in my family knew I needed diapers. Yeah, I’d get over it at some point but I just know they’d tease me a lot for years and years.
My parents offered to have me fly out with them to save me money on getting out there, but if I flew with them, then it would have been super hard to hide all the diapers I would need for the trip. I would have no privacy and I would have had to tell them about my diapers. However, I brought up an excellent compromise: I offered to drive them wherever they needed at the reunion which would save them money on a rental car once they landed. They loved the idea and offered to reimburse me for my costs and hotel room after the trip; loved that a lot!
I had a lot of my cousins from out of town wanting to room with me in the hotel I’d picked out. As much fun as that would have been, my secret would surely have been discovered. They really tried to pressure me into sharing a room since that’s what we had all done since we were young but I really needed my own room. I had to lie and say that I talk a ton in my sleep when I’m dreaming; that made it easy for me to say no, I need my own room. Can you imagine me trying to be discreet about messing my diapers in the same room with other people? Haha that’d be super hard. If I really had to do it, I think I would have to turn the shower and the fan on just to hide the sounds of me doing the deed and changing.
On the morning when I was going to drive out there, I had to make sure I didn’t have anything inside me because changing a messy diaper on the road in an unfamiliar place would have been hard. I had restricted what I had eaten in the days leading up to the trip so I could easily control and limit my messes. I think I’m getting a little sensitive to certain foods, although since I’ve been eating healthier and natural foods, cleaning up after my messes has gotten loads easier. Staying hydrated helps a ton, too.
Right before my shower, I squatted down and pushed as hard as I could, filling my soggy night diaper with all that I had. Knowing my body, I drank a little soda with caffeine in it and waited a little bit longer (I did chores around the house and packed my bags as I waited in my messy diaper) and once I felt that familiar tingle in my gut, I squatted down and pushed again. Once I stood back up, it felt like I was completely empty inside. As I showered, I pondered if I should wear a plug while I drove, but the more rational part of me decided against it because it felt a little unsafe to drive and do kinky stuff at the same time, especially with the drive being so long.
I packed one suitcase full of clothes and various outfits for maximum stealth. This meant lots of hoodies and long T-shirts. It was going to be pretty cold out there, so going with the relaxed casual vibes of oversized hoodies wouldn’t look out of the ordinary. Since I was going out there for a week and a couple of days, I had to pack tons of diapers. Since I trust Betterdry with my life, I only packed those diapers in my bags. I had to bring a lot of them, too. The way I figure out how many diapers I need per day is N + 2, with N being how many diapers I usually go through on any given day plus two backups.
For this trip, I estimated that I use about 5 diapers in a 24 hour period. 5 + 2 = 7. 7 diapers a day + 9 days = 63 diapers. That’s a whole case of Betterdrys (60 diapers is in one case) plus a few on top. I fit that in my car’s trunk with a couple blankets to hide it in case. Since I had some extra room, I threw in an extra bag of diapers just to be safe, bringing my total to 78 diapers for this trip. Backup diapers are always great for emergencies and I’d much rather bring more diapers than needed. I actually used around 50-ish diapers for the whole trip.
My bags consisted of 1 suitcase of clothes and 2 duffel bags of diapers/supplies. I brought scented trash bags, an old backpack to dispose of used diapers, and a few bedwetting underpads. I’d be super embarrassed if I leaked on the hotel’s bed, so I had to come prepared. I brought a couple packs of baby wipes as well.
Once I was all packed up and my bowels were empty, I changed into a fresh diaper and hit the road. The drive out there was only eight-ish hours away, but with traffic and rush hour, it took almost eleven hours to get out there. I was super exhausted but my room was nice and cozy. I put the Do Not Disturb sign on my door knob so room service wouldn’t come in when I was out having fun with my family. This was crucial because it gave me the peace of mind knowing that someone wouldn’t come into my hotel room when I wasn’t there to see all my diapers.
I felt really naughty walking through the lobby with all of the previous day’s dirty diapers in my backpack every morning. I didn’t want to make room service deal with my diapers so I disposed of them in the dumpster myself. I’ve done that before at other hotels and it was never an issue. Since I always used scented trash bags, I didn’t even smell the scent of poop aside from doing the deed and cleaning myself for the next diaper.
About half of the time was spent hanging out at the grandparent’s house and the other half was split between shopping and going out to eat. I was just happy to hang out with everyone, and with everyone lost in their own little world, I don’t think anyone really noticed my diapers and when I had to step away to go change. It was actually easier than I thought it’d be to change around my family because I just waited till we went out to find a place for me to change. I always brought my backpack with me so I really had no issue hiding a soggy diaper and I always had a few changes with me at all times. Even had some spare clothes tucked away inside, too.
My days started with me waking up soggy as usual, then before breakfast and my morning shower, I would do some light stretches and mess my night diaper. I would tie it all up in a scented trash bag, take a shower, then before I went down for breakfast in the hotel lobby, I would put all my used diapers from the previous day into my backpack and dispose of them in the dumpster out back. On my way back in, I’d have breakfast then start calling and texting my family to see what the plan was for that day and if we were meeting at the house or in public somewhere.
I had to be careful with my fluid and food intake, especially when everyone was offering me food and drinks all the time. In order to keep my messes about the same consistency and texture to keep it easy for me to clean up, I had to keep myself in check while everyone else had a lot to eat and drink. Having to mess myself in their house would have been a nightmare because I didn’t want to have to explain why I was bringing my backpack into the bathroom with me every time I went into it. I don’t want to make this challenge harder than it already is, after all.
Other than having to worry about wearing my diapers around my whole family, I had loads of fun on this little vacation. You know how sometimes you get into a pattern of doing the same stuff and life starts to feel a little boring and you just need something to reset you? This vacation did exactly that. I’m glad to be back home with all of my diapers, my big comfy bed, and I’m especially happy to not have to worry about my whole family discovering my diapers. I was able to pull it off without anyone saying anything; a lot of people in my family usually don’t have a filter on what they say.
At the end of my little vacation, a little birdy told me that they wanted me to be messy by the time I got home. When I had about a couple of hours left until I got home, I stopped somewhere for dinner and ate a large meal. I already had a feeling that I had to go #2 before I got home, but I knew that if I ate just a little extra more, my body would want to make room for what I just ate. When I was about thirty minutes from home, I found a nearly empty parking lot, got out to stretch my legs, and once I made sure that nobody was around, I squatted down and pretended to tie my shoelaces as I pushed you know what into my diaper. It felt like I wouldn’t be able to get anything out at first, but after another firm push, I felt something large and warm slide right into the seat of my diaper. Knowing I still had to drive home, I got back in my car and sat down as gently as I could, hoping it wouldn’t spread out that much.
By the time I got home, I was able to feel that it had indeed spread out all over the place inside my diaper.
In regards to my question about if I should continue using the night time messing hypnosis in my last messing update, I think I’m gonna put that on pause for now because I’m still on the fence if I want to start doing that or not. While I do think it’d be nice to just wake up messy most mornings, I still like having that little bit of control over my body. I truly do enjoy my dependency upon diapers, but my messing control is something that I’d like to hold onto for at least a little while longer… I think. I dunno yet; still working that one out.
I started this challenge 219 days ago which is roughly 7.3 months. With my challenge ending on March 18, 2023, we still have 379 days to go, just over one full year. Everything on my wishlist adds more time onto the timer and I really think I’ll be able to make it another year without too much of a fuss. If you want to add time onto the timer and be an angel, I sure would appreciate it!
Part of me was fearful of what could happen if someone discovered what I was wearing underneath my clothes, especially since I can’t take a break during this messing challenge. Since we were going to be hanging out with literally everyone in the family, I couldn’t take any chances at all. I feel like I wouldn’t be able to show my face out of pure embarrassment if everyone in my family knew I needed diapers. Yeah, I’d get over it at some point but I just know they’d tease me a lot for years and years.
My parents offered to have me fly out with them to save me money on getting out there, but if I flew with them, then it would have been super hard to hide all the diapers I would need for the trip. I would have no privacy and I would have had to tell them about my diapers. However, I brought up an excellent compromise: I offered to drive them wherever they needed at the reunion which would save them money on a rental car once they landed. They loved the idea and offered to reimburse me for my costs and hotel room after the trip; loved that a lot!
I had a lot of my cousins from out of town wanting to room with me in the hotel I’d picked out. As much fun as that would have been, my secret would surely have been discovered. They really tried to pressure me into sharing a room since that’s what we had all done since we were young but I really needed my own room. I had to lie and say that I talk a ton in my sleep when I’m dreaming; that made it easy for me to say no, I need my own room. Can you imagine me trying to be discreet about messing my diapers in the same room with other people? Haha that’d be super hard. If I really had to do it, I think I would have to turn the shower and the fan on just to hide the sounds of me doing the deed and changing.
On the morning when I was going to drive out there, I had to make sure I didn’t have anything inside me because changing a messy diaper on the road in an unfamiliar place would have been hard. I had restricted what I had eaten in the days leading up to the trip so I could easily control and limit my messes. I think I’m getting a little sensitive to certain foods, although since I’ve been eating healthier and natural foods, cleaning up after my messes has gotten loads easier. Staying hydrated helps a ton, too.
Right before my shower, I squatted down and pushed as hard as I could, filling my soggy night diaper with all that I had. Knowing my body, I drank a little soda with caffeine in it and waited a little bit longer (I did chores around the house and packed my bags as I waited in my messy diaper) and once I felt that familiar tingle in my gut, I squatted down and pushed again. Once I stood back up, it felt like I was completely empty inside. As I showered, I pondered if I should wear a plug while I drove, but the more rational part of me decided against it because it felt a little unsafe to drive and do kinky stuff at the same time, especially with the drive being so long.
I packed one suitcase full of clothes and various outfits for maximum stealth. This meant lots of hoodies and long T-shirts. It was going to be pretty cold out there, so going with the relaxed casual vibes of oversized hoodies wouldn’t look out of the ordinary. Since I was going out there for a week and a couple of days, I had to pack tons of diapers. Since I trust Betterdry with my life, I only packed those diapers in my bags. I had to bring a lot of them, too. The way I figure out how many diapers I need per day is N + 2, with N being how many diapers I usually go through on any given day plus two backups.
For this trip, I estimated that I use about 5 diapers in a 24 hour period. 5 + 2 = 7. 7 diapers a day + 9 days = 63 diapers. That’s a whole case of Betterdrys (60 diapers is in one case) plus a few on top. I fit that in my car’s trunk with a couple blankets to hide it in case. Since I had some extra room, I threw in an extra bag of diapers just to be safe, bringing my total to 78 diapers for this trip. Backup diapers are always great for emergencies and I’d much rather bring more diapers than needed. I actually used around 50-ish diapers for the whole trip.
My bags consisted of 1 suitcase of clothes and 2 duffel bags of diapers/supplies. I brought scented trash bags, an old backpack to dispose of used diapers, and a few bedwetting underpads. I’d be super embarrassed if I leaked on the hotel’s bed, so I had to come prepared. I brought a couple packs of baby wipes as well.
Once I was all packed up and my bowels were empty, I changed into a fresh diaper and hit the road. The drive out there was only eight-ish hours away, but with traffic and rush hour, it took almost eleven hours to get out there. I was super exhausted but my room was nice and cozy. I put the Do Not Disturb sign on my door knob so room service wouldn’t come in when I was out having fun with my family. This was crucial because it gave me the peace of mind knowing that someone wouldn’t come into my hotel room when I wasn’t there to see all my diapers.
I felt really naughty walking through the lobby with all of the previous day’s dirty diapers in my backpack every morning. I didn’t want to make room service deal with my diapers so I disposed of them in the dumpster myself. I’ve done that before at other hotels and it was never an issue. Since I always used scented trash bags, I didn’t even smell the scent of poop aside from doing the deed and cleaning myself for the next diaper.
About half of the time was spent hanging out at the grandparent’s house and the other half was split between shopping and going out to eat. I was just happy to hang out with everyone, and with everyone lost in their own little world, I don’t think anyone really noticed my diapers and when I had to step away to go change. It was actually easier than I thought it’d be to change around my family because I just waited till we went out to find a place for me to change. I always brought my backpack with me so I really had no issue hiding a soggy diaper and I always had a few changes with me at all times. Even had some spare clothes tucked away inside, too.
My days started with me waking up soggy as usual, then before breakfast and my morning shower, I would do some light stretches and mess my night diaper. I would tie it all up in a scented trash bag, take a shower, then before I went down for breakfast in the hotel lobby, I would put all my used diapers from the previous day into my backpack and dispose of them in the dumpster out back. On my way back in, I’d have breakfast then start calling and texting my family to see what the plan was for that day and if we were meeting at the house or in public somewhere.
I had to be careful with my fluid and food intake, especially when everyone was offering me food and drinks all the time. In order to keep my messes about the same consistency and texture to keep it easy for me to clean up, I had to keep myself in check while everyone else had a lot to eat and drink. Having to mess myself in their house would have been a nightmare because I didn’t want to have to explain why I was bringing my backpack into the bathroom with me every time I went into it. I don’t want to make this challenge harder than it already is, after all.
Other than having to worry about wearing my diapers around my whole family, I had loads of fun on this little vacation. You know how sometimes you get into a pattern of doing the same stuff and life starts to feel a little boring and you just need something to reset you? This vacation did exactly that. I’m glad to be back home with all of my diapers, my big comfy bed, and I’m especially happy to not have to worry about my whole family discovering my diapers. I was able to pull it off without anyone saying anything; a lot of people in my family usually don’t have a filter on what they say.
At the end of my little vacation, a little birdy told me that they wanted me to be messy by the time I got home. When I had about a couple of hours left until I got home, I stopped somewhere for dinner and ate a large meal. I already had a feeling that I had to go #2 before I got home, but I knew that if I ate just a little extra more, my body would want to make room for what I just ate. When I was about thirty minutes from home, I found a nearly empty parking lot, got out to stretch my legs, and once I made sure that nobody was around, I squatted down and pretended to tie my shoelaces as I pushed you know what into my diaper. It felt like I wouldn’t be able to get anything out at first, but after another firm push, I felt something large and warm slide right into the seat of my diaper. Knowing I still had to drive home, I got back in my car and sat down as gently as I could, hoping it wouldn’t spread out that much.
By the time I got home, I was able to feel that it had indeed spread out all over the place inside my diaper.
In regards to my question about if I should continue using the night time messing hypnosis in my last messing update, I think I’m gonna put that on pause for now because I’m still on the fence if I want to start doing that or not. While I do think it’d be nice to just wake up messy most mornings, I still like having that little bit of control over my body. I truly do enjoy my dependency upon diapers, but my messing control is something that I’d like to hold onto for at least a little while longer… I think. I dunno yet; still working that one out.
I started this challenge 219 days ago which is roughly 7.3 months. With my challenge ending on March 18, 2023, we still have 379 days to go, just over one full year. Everything on my wishlist adds more time onto the timer and I really think I’ll be able to make it another year without too much of a fuss. If you want to add time onto the timer and be an angel, I sure would appreciate it!
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