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Nothing feels better than waking up to a text telling you that you need to shit your pants. Now. 
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I have been in a Beddy Byes diaper for 12 hours. My wife and I went to dinner with her sister and her husband at 4:00 yesterday. I wet once during dinner (discreetly of course, they don't know about my diapers), and once home I wet a little more, therefore I went to bed wet, but still had confidence in my diaper. I wet during the night and now that I am up early this morning, I just messed my diaper waiting for coffee, yes we still brew coffee the old fashioned way. Sitting here with a delightful firm lumpy poopy that is getting flatted out. I'll be right back, coffee is done...Back...walking to the kitchen feelin my warm potty nestled in my diaper, tickling my perineum was delightful. Sitting back down with a second squish while sipping hot coffee is sooo relaxing and pleasurable, making me slightly tremble with the cascade of psychophysiological sensations of my wet, warm, squishy, poopy diapee. I will not change right away, and in fact will spend several hours in my messy diaper this morning while I exercise. I will eventually be nice and clean and fresh well before my wife gets up this Sunday morning. I have yet to decide what diaper to wear for the day, but thinking about a Molicare (the cloth back with stretchy side panels) and plastic pants. Oh my, bonus time, a second potty in my diaper, I had to reposition myself on the chair. Ahhhh!!!!
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