Messy Diaper Challenge Update (12/20/2023)

 Well, I had an interesting night. 

Knowing fully well that Mexican food gives me an upset tummy, I still went out for dinner with a few friends I hadn't seen in a while. They came back for the holidays so I'm glad they found time for little 'ol me. 

I ordered what I normally order: chicken fajita nachos drenched in queso. I had thought I'd be good until I got home where I could do my messing in private but nooooo, I was wrong. Everyone kept talking and chit chatting once we finished eating and I didn't want to leave. I was having too much fun. I ignored how my tummy was feeling, thinking I'd be able to hold it at least until I got to my car. 

I reached a point where my body gave me no choice. I excused myself to the restroom, feeling pretty nervous for what was about to happen. Messing at home is easy, but messing in a public bathroom is scary. Good thing I've practiced changing in public before. The restaurant was so crowded. I was thankful for the loud noise of everyone talking as it disguised the noise of my diaper as I hurried to the restroom.
 
All the stalls were full; I had to wait for one to open up. I was praying I'd get the stall meant for disabled people down at the end; it's a lot bigger and would help me change with relative ease. Plus I wouldn't have to worry about people on either side of me wondering what's making all those crinkly and taping sounds.

God was against me tonight. A stall in the middle opened up. I took it; I couldn't wait any longer. I felt some you know what escape me as I hung my bag on the door's hook. I contemplated squatting in the stall, but the walls didn't reach the floor, so to preserve my dignity, I pulled my pants down and plopped my padded butt on the potty and pushed, knowing that the sooner I got this done, the less time I'd have to spend changing a messy diaper. 

I had chosen to wear a LFB vintage baby diaper that night; I love how those fit me like a glove. As soon as I sat down, my body knew what to do. My diaper grew hot and heavy. I felt myself start to sweat from my nerves. 

Feeling like I was empty and good to go, I ripped off the tapes, uncaring as to what the others thought. I placed the used diaper on the toilet and tipped it over to get rid of my waste before I rolled it up and tied it in a baggy. I hurried because I noticed a few small drops of pee stain the inside of my pants. I really can't be out of a diaper for too long haha. 

I made sure to focus on my needs, trying to keep myself from thinking about what the others thought. Wasting energy on useless thoughts like that never helped. I made quick time wiping myself clean before I taped myself into another LFB diaper, one of the last purple ones I had. I flushed the potty, threw the bagged-up diaper in the trash, then went back to having fun with my friends.

That's definitely the last time I go out to eat food that'll make me mess in public... or is it? =P

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