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It Started With Another Wet Saturday

Saturday morning my friend Alice showed up at my house to take me shopping for the afternoon. I have known Alice for over 5 years. We met each other back in High school. Both of us are the same age, we both wear size 1 clothes, we both have long hair, and we love the same music, movies, and type of guys. Well she has a boyfriend and I don’t but that is because I am too picky. Anyhow Alice, knowing that I am a shopaholic, thought she would do me a favor and take me out shopping today just because that is what friends do. My makeup and hair was already done knowing she was coming. I put on some tight black jeans I bought last week over my black thong underwear, and a black t-shirt over my black bra and headed down stairs to get my shoes, purse, and jacket because it is a little cool this morning. We stopped at McDonalds on the way to get a late breakfast sandwich and a large coffee. After eating we both went to Pee, then got in the car and headed to the mall finishing our coffee just as we got there.

We started off at T.J. Max and for the next 40 minutes we tried on all kinds of blouses, pants, shorts, etc. Finally I narrowed it down to two pairs of jeans, and 3 tops I liked. I put our purchases in the back of her van, then we walked to the J.C. Penny’s outlet store. As I entered the store I felt a sudden urge to pee. I looked for the bathrooms, and the sign was in the back of the store. I reasoned with myself that I would just shop my way to the back of the store, go pee and then hit the other side of the store as I grabbed a cart and went to the first Isle.

It was shoes, and oh my god there were so many. I tried on shoe after shoe after shoe and put at least 3 pairs in my cart, only to exchange them later when I found better ones. Alice had ventured off to another aisle doing her own thing. By the time I finally reached the end of the second Isle which was bathroom goods like shelves, mirrors, candles, soap dishes, etc. I was crossing my legs and doing a little pee pee dance, but I was still more interested in the Bathroom items than going to pee, so I continued to sort through them figuring out what would look good in my bathroom. The urges from my bladder kept getting stronger and stronger which was really annoying because my focus was still on all the item’s in the aisle. One urge hit me so hard some pee came out of me soaking into my underwear as I grabbed myself like a toddler and crossed my legs to stop the flow. I looked around to see no one was in the aisle looking at me thankfully. I knew since I leaked a little, I had to get to the toilet or it was over for me.

I put down the item in my hand, and grabbed my cart and started for the bathrooms. As I left the end of the isle my friend came from the area she was in with this gorgeous skirt she found. She stopped me and showed me this awesome skirt. As I was looking it over, another huge urge hit me, and I felt myself losing the battle. My underwear quickly felt warm and damp and I felt pee run down the inseam of my leg. I could do nothing to stop it. I couldn’t hold myself or even cross my legs because my friend and others in the aisle were looking right at me. I squeezed my muscles hard and after some time brought the flow down to a stop and told her I had to go pee, and would be right back. I walked away and looked down at my crotch to see how wet I was. To my surprise these brand new jeans must have had some sort of coating on them from the factory because even though my underwear was soaked, and I felt pee all the way into my shoe, my jeans showed nothing.

Near the bathroom was a bin of adorable stuffed animals. I stopped and picked one up. It was so adorably cute. As I focused on that stuffed animal I lost focus on my bladder and started peeing myself. I mean I didn’t let it out, it was just coming out. I had waited too long and was now peeing and nothing I could do would stop it. I looked down at my feet and watched a puddle of urine grow from my shoes onto the floor. I don’t know why I didn’t try to run to the toilet, but I was more in shock that this was happening again to me. I tried again to squeeze my bladder muscles hard but they did nothing. They were tired and had given up the fight before I wanted them too. As my bladder emptied into my jeans, they were now showing my crotch and inseam wet. My shoes were open toe shoes, so the urine ran off of them onto the floor. I stepped out of the puddle I made and walked back to my cart with the stuffed animal still in hand. A couple people were staring at me as I walked away. I was embarrassed as I asked myself outloud why I keep doing this. Why I keep waiting too long knowing coffee makes me pee. I quickly grabbed my jacket and put it around my waist and went back to shopping. Soon I heard over the loudspeakers in the ceiling, Clean up at the end of Isle 2. I laughed knowing exactly what that was.

As Alice and I got to the far end of the store I had hoped my jeans and underwear would have dried but they didn’t. In fact they looked more obvious than before that they had been peed in. Alice has known me for many years and this is not the first time she has witnessed me pee my pants….especially when out shopping. Today I thought she had not noticed because not a word was said. Except I noticed in her cart at the check out she had a box of Pampers swaddlers size 7 and wipes. She does not have any kids yet and neither do I. We both checked out and headed to her van. As we loaded the Van with our things, I headed to the front. She grabbed my arm and said “You are not sitting in my van in those peed pants.” I turned to see her ushering me into the back of the van, and then handing me one of my new pair of shorts I bought, and one of the Pampers she bought from the box. I laughed as I took them from her hand. Surely she was joking I thought as I tossed the Pampers on the floor of the Van. She closed one van door, and brought the other one partly closed to block off anyone seeing me as I removed my soaked jeans and underwear. She tossed me the wipes and I cleaned myself up then started to put on my shorts. She abruptly yelled, “um…………you’re forgetting something” as she pointed to the diaper laying on the floor near me. I said “you’re not serious?” She nodded and pointed to the Pampers and gestured with her finger for me to put it on.

I told her there is no way they would fit me and she should have at least gotten me Goodnites size Medium. She said she thought about it, but decided these would be more discreet under my tight shorts. I opened the Pampers up and put them between my legs. I stretched the back out and wrapped the right hand tab around my hip and placed it on the front tab of the diaper. Then the same with the left one. I could not believe it. I actually got these Pampers to fit me. I am impressed, I thought to myself, that I am still this tiny that I can fit into Pampers. I do try hard to keep my figure. I pulled my shorts up. She was right, you could not tell I even had them on. That didn’t stop me over the next hour or so from looking at everyone I passed in the store to see if they were staring at me noticing I was wearing a diaper. After a while, and looking at several mirrors I was finally satisfied that no one could really tell front or back. They actually were really soft and comfortable which I would never admit to anyone. We headed into another part of the mall for more shopping.

After lunch and more coffee we went to Kohl’s, and then the grocery store. As I entered the grocery store I started getting those annoying urges to pee again. In a short time the urges were really strong and I decided to test the diaper. I stood in the aisle, relaxed and let some pee out. To my surprise, I could feel the urine coming out of me, but it just seemed to vanish. I never felt it fill my crotch or run down my legs. This was kind of cool how well it worked. I stopped the flow after a short time, scared it would leak, then I looked around and then felt my crotch after seeing no one in the aisle to see me. The diaper was much thicker there between my legs, and warm, but my shorts were dry. I was really impressed with this. We finished shopping and headed home. In the van on the way home, I got a sudden super strong urge to pee again. It was so strong I felt some urine escape me, I quickly stopped myself from squeezing my bladder muscles and instead let myself continue peeing while sitting in her van seat remembering I was in a diaper. Once the pressure was off the urine stopped coming out and now I felt pretty wet up my crotch and under my bottom.

I panicked thinking I just peed on her seat but after feeling under my bottom and my seat I was relieved……..(in more ways than one) to find the seat and my pants were dry. We arrived home, unloaded my stuff from the Van and headed to my kitchen with the bags. After setting them down, she walked up behind me, reached around my stomach and stuck her finger down the front of my pants and diaper, quickly removing her wet finger and said “I see it worked! from now on, this will be your underwear when we go places.” I laughed and said “yes they really did, but every time we go out?” She said “yes, from now on. I am tired of you peeing your pants.” She then told me she had a secret. I looked at her puzzled as she pulled her skirt up high to reveal a very wet thick adult diaper between her legs. She said she would rather I wear these because they hold so much. She peed 4 times in them today while we were out, she pointed out. She figured I needed to start off with thin tiny diapers because she knows I like to wear tight pants. I didn’t really know what to say. She went to the van and brought in one of the two packs of Pampers in the box, set one on my table and told me the other one would stay in her van for diaper changes when we are out. I was embarrassed at her suggestion and boldness, but also still processing how I was able to pee in my pants while shopping and no one knew, and no mess either. Diapers really are an interesting solution. She hugged me and told me she had to go. I went upstairs to remove my wet Pampers and get a shower. As the evening went on I settled down to watch TV and started to get really annoyed at what seemed like always having to get up to pee. I never really noticed just how much I do get up to pee until now. Trying to hold on until a commercial is extremely uncomfortable. Not to mention sometimes I start peeing as I am un-buttoning my jeans at the toilet resulting in having to toss my underwear into the laundry. I know I shouldn’t wait so long, but when you have a tiny bladder, and hate missing TV shows, Movies, social engagements, etc. you tend to get into the habit of trying to hold it until I am ready to burst before running to the toilet. I have done this all of my life resulting in more than a few embarrassing accidents. My parents used to get so mad at me because of extra laundry, wet car seats, and occasionally the couch when I would, even at 12 years old, sit there watching the TV show, holding myself and peeing but refusing to get up and miss the show. By the time the show ended I didn’t have to pee anymore, the couch was soaked as were my pants. I remember when I was like 9 Dad actually put me in diapers one day thinking it was a punishment, only to find I would not bother with the toilet at all. I would just pee in my diaper on purpose and not get up. I had no shame, I was not embarrassed to be in a diaper then.

After the TV show was over, I went to pee again, put on my pajamas and went to bed. I woke up twice that night having to go pee and it took some time to get back to sleep each time. After breakfast, I drove to meet another friend for coffee at Flury’s Cafe. We chatted and had a couple refills before she had to get to a doctor appointment. We paid our bill, and I headed home. As you can expect, part way home my bladder started sending me super strong signals and I was doing kind of a pee pee dance while trying to drive. I was actually tightly holding myself as I pulled into my driveway. I got out and ran to the front door, put the key in and felt urine fill my panties and my crotch as I opened the door. I froze in place grabbing myself to stop the flow as urine ran down the inseam of my pants. I held myself tight waddling up the steps to the bathroom, more pee escaping me with almost every step. At this point my hand and pants were soaked. My jeans were wet down my inner thigh almost to my knees. I got in front of the toilet and let go of my crotch to undo my jeans and the pee came out of me full force again. I quickly turned around and stepped into the bathtub to let the rest of my pee out standing there in my jeans. I started thinking seriously about those Pampers on my kitchen table that Alice brought me. I removed my pee soaked shoes, jeans, panties, and turned on the shower to clean off my lower half and rinse out the tub. Rinsed out my panties, shoes, and jeans and hung them to drip dry on the shower rail as I dried off and headed to my room to get pants. Something inside me just strongly desired to try those Pampers again, so I zipped down stairs, and grabbed a couple from the bag and brought them upstairs. I put one on and then put my pants over them. I looked in my full length mirror and even though my pants were kind of tight, it was only when I bent over that you could tell at all I was wearing a diaper. So down the stairs I went and started making lunch. I turned on the TV and rested in front of it while eating. Soon I had to pee again and got up and went to go pee. In the bathroom I pulled my pants down and that is when I remembered I had the diaper on. It was so comfortable that I forgot it was there. I pulled the tapes off, and sat on the toilet to pee. When done I was happy to be able to put it back on. This would work well for me. I could still use the toilet when needed, or I could go in my diaper if I needed to.

Then next time I had to pee later that afternoon, I worked on relaxing and peeing while sitting on the couch. The diaper worked very well. Being that I have a small bladder, I pee often but not a lot at a time. So the Pampers could easily hold two pees before leaking, I found out the hard way. Now the big test. Tomorrow I have to go to work. I could easily keep a couple Pampers folded up in my purse. This would be the live test of how this works. I put Pampers on that night before bed, and went to sleep. I woke up the first time and rolled on my back and let myself pee laying there. The Pampers held it all with no problem. I drifted back to sleep. About 6 AM I woke up having to pee again. I let it out but the results were not good. By the time I was done peeing I was soaked half way up my back, and my bed sheets were soaked too. Needless to say, I got up at 6 instead of 7 that morning to clean up. I put a couple pampers and a skirt in my bag for work. Then I put on a diaper and my work outfit, ate breakfast and headed to work. I got to my desk, and started working with my morning coffee in hand. By 9 AM I had to pee, and went to the ladies room and removed my Pampers, and peed in the toilet. I put the Pampers back on, washed my hands and went back to my desk to work. Around 10:30 I had to pee again, and also had a rush on some forms that needed to be done by 10:45. This was the perfect opportunity to test the Pampers. I let myself pee sitting right there at my desk, and continued working. I felt my urine coming out fast at first, then it slowed to a stop. I felt my crotch under my desk. My skirt was dry. I smiled and went back to work on the documents.

Once the job was completed I walked them over to my boss, and then logged out of my computer and headed to lunch. After eating I had to pee again, I walked to the bathroom, pulled down my jeans, sat on the toilet and peed again in my Pampers. They were very full now and might have leaked, so it is a good thing I was on the toilet. I stood up, took them off and wiped myself clean. I rolled the Pampers up into a ball and taped them up. Then I put on a fresh diaper, pulled my skirt up and put the wet pampers into my purse. After I left the stall, I made sure no one was looking, then I quickly dropped my wet pampers into the trash bin covering them with paper towels. I washed my hands and headed back to my desk. At 2 PM we had a meeting to go to. The meeting was going to take place out in the courtyard. I finished up my work, found the notes for the meeting and headed outside with the others. Standing there, I felt a strong urge to pee and started to head back to the building, but my boss quickly grabbed my arm and guided us all to the shaded area in the back and started his comments. By 2:20 my need to pee was getting really bad, I raised my hand and asked if we could get a bathroom break because I had to go bad as I crossed one leg over the other. He said yes, I will be done in a few more minutes. Other girls there agreed, we all had to pee. My boss continued his talk and I was starting to do a little pee pee dance as were several other girls there. I looked at the clock at 2:50 and it seemed like he would never stop talking. I was now getting quite bored with his speech as this segment didn’t even pertain to me. Suddenly I got a super strong urge and felt urine start flowing out of me. My face turned red and I panicked squeezing my muscles as hard as I could while trying not to be obvious. All of the sudden I noticed the urine was not pooling in my underwear or running down my legs, and I remembered the Pampers. I relaxed and let it out standing there with the others. It felt so good to not have to pee anymore and not have wet pants either. Finally at 3:10 he concluded the meeting. 4 of the ladies I work with ran full speed to the door to the bathroom. I casually walked over to the table my boss was at and told him I would get a bulletin out ASAP today on the new changes.

He looked at me and said, “I thought you had to pee so bad?” My face got a little red and I responded “ nope, I don’t have to go anymore”. He looked down at my pants as if he thought I peed my pants. LOL I did but he will never know. My Pampers were more wet than normal being that I held it so long this time. Before I went home, I changed my Pampers again in the bathroom then drove home. On the way I stopped at Target to buy a couple things including more Pampers size 7. Ironically I peed in the diaper in the diaper aisle at the store. I arrived home and removed my work clothes. I put on a t-shirt and went downstairs in my Pampers and shirt only to make dinner. I was starting to really like the convenience of Pampers. But I needed something better for night time. I don’t want a repeat of last night. But I don’t know what to get or where. I fought with myself for a while, worried about what Alice would think if she knew I was wearing them often now. I decided after a while to overcome my fears and call my friend anyhow for her advice. I first changed my Pampers into a fresh one knowing that she and I can talk for over an hour easily on the phone and I just had a Diet Coke. I got comfortable on the couch and picked up the phone nervously dialing her number. She answered and we started talking about work, her boyfriend, and other things. As predicted a few minutes into the phone call I had to pee again, and was able to let it out in my Pampers laying there on the couch. But this reminded me of the real reason for the phone call. I broke into our conversation and said “I um……………..I have a personal question to ask you. I………well see, those Pampers you bought me………they don’t work at night, and I want ones that will get me through the night. Do you know what I should try and where to get them?” She was quiet on the other end for a moment then said “can I just come over now?” I was like, yeah sure I guess! She quickly said goodbye and headed over. Knowing she lives like 3 doors down I had to quickly get something on. I grabbed the first skirt in my drawer. It was a mini skirt, but it is still better than just being in Pampers. I went back down as the doorbell rang and she helped herself in.

She hugged me and set down a bag she had with her on my coffee table. She asked me to sit down which I did in my recliner not realizing my skirt would not cover anything in that position. She smiled and said “I am glad to see you like those Pampers. You should change soon though, you look pretty wet.” I was embarrassed as I looked down realizing I might as well have left the skirt off. She handed me some diapers, one was called a Megamax, and one was called Tranquility ATN. She left me 2 of each to try out. One was way more expensive than the other and she suggested I try both and see what works. She liked the Megamax herself because she pees a lot and wears them all the time, day and night. She flipped up her skirt to show me hers and she looked pretty wet. She told me she put it on at Noon. It was now almost 9 PM. That was impressive to me. I hugged her and said thank you. She left and I went to shower and head to bed soon for work in the morning.

After my shower, I came down and grabbed one of the ATN diapers, put it on and my pajamas and went to bed. It felt a little odd between my legs, but soon I was sound asleep. I woke up around midnight, having to pee, and let it out in my diaper and drifted back to sleep. Again around 5 AM I woke up and nervously let it out. I felt very wet after that pee but my bed was still dry. I went back to sleep until the alarm went off at 7. I got up and noticed my bed sheets were completely dry, but my diaper was soaked front to back. I had to pee again, but didn’t dare go in this diaper. I took it off, and went to pee on the toilet. I cleaned myself up and put on my Pampers and clothes for work. I got breakfast and my day was pretty much like yesterday except no meeting that day. At the end of the day I peed in my diaper because I was just lazy and didn’t want to get up. I drove home and that night tried the Megamax diaper. After the first pee in bed, I could hardly tell I had peed at all. The second pee was also contained very well in the diaper. By morning I felt dry though the diaper had swelled up quite a bit. I got up and peed again standing there at my mirror brushing my hair. I went down and made breakfast and just stayed in that diaper until time to get my Pampers on for work. This was definitely my new go to diaper for home and night time. I emailed Alice and let her know my choice and she gave me the web page to purchase them for myself.

In just a few weeks of being back in diapers 24/7, I have found myself waking up already peeing in my diaper at night, and sometimes during the day I just let it out without thinking. I am going through 3 Pampers a day now at work which has me thinking about getting bigger pants and just wearing a Megamax like Alice does all the time. I don’t know though, I like my tight jeans and shorter skirts. Though I have noticed when my Pampers are really wet, there is a noticeable bulge in the crotch of my jeans when I am sitting down. I am just not sure if I have the nerve yet to wear a Megamax and never use a toilet again.

While out one day at the Mall I was standing at the food court in line to get a piece of Pizza and a Diet Coke. As I stood there the urge to pee hit me, almost without a thought I let it out in my Pampers under my tight shorts. As I finished peeing, the line moved up closer to the counter. I stepped up to the guy in front of me, turned around to see how long the line was now, only to meet face to face one of the most handsome men I have ever seen in my life. He looked at me as we just looked into each other’s eyes. I swear I melted looking at him. He introduced himself to me, and reached out to shake my hand. As he touched me I felt my body go numb and weak and I started to pee again. I thought to myself, My God, I am glad I have this diaper on. Then my face turned red as I realized I was meeting this man, while standing here in wet Pampers under my shorts. All of the sudden I became so self conscious I almost wanted to run. His voice was so gentle and smooth I was mesmerized. I have never believed in love at first sight until now. This man just made me melt. He asked if I would have lunch with him and I just nodded. I could not even speak. We walked up to order our food and drinks and then got a table and began to get to know each other. Before I knew it, almost 2 hours had passed. He said he had to go and thanked me for our time together and for giving him my phone number. We stood up and I suddenly had to pee so bad I could hardly stand still. He walked up to me, put his arms around me, and kissed me right on the lips. As I was kissing him, I started peeing in my already soaked Pampers. I didn’t even care at the moment. I was seeing fireworks in my mind. He walked away and told me he would call me tonight. As I finished peeing and came back down to earth it was then that I realized my Pampers had failed me. My shorts were soaked in the back and crotch, as well as up the front. Pee was running down my legs and small drip puddles of pee were on the floor. People all around me were just staring at me as I took off fast walking to the bathroom. While I was embarrassed a little, I was still on cloud 9 meeting Greg.

In the ladies room I removed my shorts and dripping wet Pampers. It was only then that reality hit me that I had totally peed my pants in public. I cleaned myself up the best I could, Put on a fresh Pampers diaper then stood there deciding if I should dry my shorts in the hand dryer, or just put them back on wet and go home. I decided to dry the shorts. I already had no dignity now, so screw it I thought. I walked out of the stall in just Pampers and my top and began to blow dry my shorts. Other women came into the bathroom and gave me odd looks. Once my shorts were mostly dry, I put them on, grabbed my bag and headed through the mall to my car to go home. Greg called me as planned that night and wisely I had put on a Megamax diaper before the phone call. I am to the point now where I can hardly hold it at all. This had me concerned that Greg would not like me in diapers, but he might hate me worse if I peed all over him and his car……….maybe! Our first date was this Friday night. I was going to wear a Megamax under a dress. This way if I think I am about to get lucky, I will go and take it off. And otherwise I get to spend every moment with him not having to go pee all night.

That Friday he picked me up and we drove off to begin our night. As the night went on as planned I would just sit there or stand with him and pee in my diaper when I had to go, allowing us to spend all of our time together. He actually had to go pee a couple times and I waited outside the bathroom door like a little girl for him to return. As the night went on, we took a walk through the city enjoying the night air. By this time I was really starting to get soaked. I was worried about my diaper leaking. It was so thick between my legs I was starting to walk a little funny even. But I didn’t want this night to end. As we returned to our cars, he held me tight and we kissed passionately at the car. He said I really want to bring you home with me tonight. I replied I really want to go home with you tonight but I……….have to do something first. He pulled me close and whispered in my ear. “I hope I do not embarrass you by saying this, but I would be very turned on if I could change your diaper.” I jumped back shocked, embarrassed, confused, and part of me wanted to lie and say I was not wearing one then laugh it off, while another part of me wanted him to do anything he wanted to me. He quickly pulled me close again and said “please, it is a compliment. I find it very sexy.” As he pulled my hand down to feel just how hard he was. I was so horny that I decided it was more important to get some tonight then care about him knowing I am in diapers. I told him I needed to get my spare diaper from my car. He walked me over to my car and began feeling me up and down and playing with my soaked diaper under my skirt. We walked back to his car, and drove to his house for a night of the most passionate love making and most comfortable sleep I have ever had in my life.

Greg it turns out has a pee fetish and really does find women in wet diapers very sexy. My fears were for nothing, and instead, he insists on changing me and not allowing me to ever use a toilet. At first it was a little odd, but now it is kind of nice to no longer be tied to that stupid toilet nor every have to change my own diapers when with him. I am getting him to wear diapers with me too. I am moving into his house with him next month and now Alice and her boyfriend, and Greg and myself double date and we are all diapered all the time. It is amazing the things you learn about people from simply peeing your pants around them.

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