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Anyone have any getting caught stories???

No particularly interesting "getting caught" stories, except perhaps for when my wife found my diaper stash. That ended well, so it's boring.

Outside of that, most of my stories fall into the "almost caught" category. The most harrowing of these was probably when I was 10 or 11 years senior and trying to diaper myself before going to bed. By that period, it was actually a pretty routine thing for me; I'd long since discovered the box containing my sisters and my mature cloth diapers, and while I couldn't easily use them for their intended purpose (think laundry), I still loved being padded. Sooooo...

Basically, I'd laid out a stack of these diapers on the floor next to my bed, laid myself down on this diaper-stack, and was just about done with the pinning when my bedroom door flew uncover. Creaking floorboards usually gave me spot of an approaching parent, but not that time, for some odd reason. So anyway, there's Mom, and I pretty much back-flipped off the floor and into bed in less than second. Mom was sufficiently dazzled by this that she apparently didn't see my half-diapered bu

Buying Diapers

Chapter 12
Buying Diapers 47

Buying Diapers

Chapter 47 "It sucks to be me" -song from ’Avenue Q’

Ken lay on the floor of his neighbor’s living room with his legs in the air, while Randy’s mom wiped his shit-covered ass.

He shivered as much from the cold wipe on his butt, as from his overall predicament. ’Why was he so powerless to stop this?’

He anguished. Thankfully, it was soon over as his ’babysitter’ slid a clean diaper under him, while wrinkling her nose at the perceive . Ken smiled at that. He was glad he wasn’t the only one who had to suffer!

Michelle found the powder in the diaper bag and applied it liberally, more to explain the air than to help the boy with

chaffing. She folded up the wipes in the soiled diaper and carried it gingerly to the trash at arms length. She paused and looked at the diaper with surprise. She had been in such a hurry to finish and obtain rid of the stinky diaper, she hadn’t really noticed the front actually had writing and pictures on it. "Pampers! Since when does Pampers construct diapers this big?" She asked aloud. Michelle hastily tossed the diaper

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The story continues from part one.

It’s a funny thing about change: sometimes it wallops you and everything is different a minute later. And sometimes it steals up on you and before you perceive it your life has curved off in an unexpected direction.

With Cody it was both. A sudden bang and I felt like I had a new way of looking at the world. And then a bunch of little things that together to turn my animation in an unexpected direction.

But maybe it was always in me. It’s still pretty hard to fathom – my dreams had been about selling my company and finding some nice guy to fix down with. I wanted a companion. An equal.

But everything changed the sunlight I saw Cody walking with wet pants up his driveway – it was like discovering some side of myself that I barely knew existed, the guy who wants to nurture and protect for someone and whose every instinct is to protect, protect, protect.

The reality that I had these feelings about some 20 year old surfer kid who wets his pants left me kind of stunned and confused. I felt certain about my protective instinct but not what to do about it.

Cody’s diaper did the rest.

A Change of View
When Cody slipped out th