I had a very stressful week last week so I decided to have some naughty fun to help take my mind off of life. I ate some pizza (which always makes me messy. My body doesn't like cheese or other dairy products but I can't give it up completely. I treat it like a natural laxative that just completely clears me out.) and had several rum and cokes.
As I went to bed late that night, I put in my bluetooth headphones and looped a few different hypnosis files from baby pants and EMG. I restrained myself to the bed using a rope and cuff system that goes underneath my mattress. All the ropes were loose and I still had the ability to roll over and whatnot, but for all intents and purposes, I was fully secured to the bed. (I recommend doing this to your little if you don't have a crib for them just yet. I loved being tied down, even if it was just a little loose.)
I woke up the next morning a little hungover, but that wasn't what woke me. My tummy was super duper mad at me for eating such bad food and it was telling me I was going to be messy in seconds, not minutes. I got tangled in the sheets as I tried to free myself from the cuffs, and I had only gotten the ones on my hands off before I felt my body ridding itself of the pressure in the only way that it knew how.
Being in diapers 24/7 all these years really has conditioned my body to just let go without any sort of warning. I can still feel it, but it is basically impossible to stop at this point. Resigned to my fate, I squatted in my bed and held onto a pillow, feeling helpless and overwhelmingly little the whole time. It wasn't a clean mess. I was a little surprised at how well my diaper handled all of it, especially given how far my bedwetting has progressed. I'm kinda glad it happened then. Wasting a fresh diaper because of a mess just sucks, especially with diapers so expensive these days.
I couldn't let a good, full diaper go to waste. Learning to get used to messing has been hard, but it can be done. That's what diapers are for, after all, right? Before I changed and showered, I flopped down in front of my little diaper stash and lovingly gazed upon them as I ran my vibrator up and down the front of my soggy, messy diaper. The entire time, I kept repeating in my head how good I was to let this happen, how I loved being messy, and that this was my place in life.
I couldn't hold myself up as I came, forcing me to sit in my mess. I could feel it spread all over. The dirtiness of it all really elevated my orgasm. Maybe I am just a dirty girl.
Remember, a full diaper = a good little.
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1 bag of diapers = 1 week onto the timer
1 case of diapers = 5 weeks onto the timer
2 cases of diapers = 12 weeks onto the timer
Challenge Started: July 26, 2021
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