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Unexpected xmas sighting
Had an unexpected sighting this afternoon. The main reason it was unexpected is because it was my ex (my sons mother). She would wear and wet for me quite frequently, even in piblic when we were together, but pooping only happened twice in about 4 years. Those stories later, if desired. But her wearing was almost always for me. Shes about 5foot 3inches, 130, brunette.
Anyway, onto today. She has primary custody of my son. So this weekend I picked him up for the holiday and brought him home this evening. I brought him in and she started walking towards the door. At first, I noticed that she was just wearing a long sleeve t-shirt that came down to about mid thigh, and no pants. There was also a distinct diaper crinkle as she was walking. My son went over and started putting stuff away/watch tv. Her and i were chatting for a few minutes about the holiday, etc...., when I swore that I could hear someone wetting an already wet diaper, but just dismissed as nuts, like the crinkling b4. A few minutes after that my son comes out with one of his bags, the zipper was stuck. She tried to get him to wait a minute, but he insisted. So initially she bends/squats down, being as lady like and discrete about showing between her legs, but again I hear that crinkle and thought I might have seen a peek of the bottom of a wet diaper, though not enough to distinctly say. Luckily, for me anyway,
the zipper is stuck good, it wont move for her, and she starts to get frustrated. She stands up and walks into another room for a minute, more crinkle. She comes back with a pair if pliers. She bends over, just at the waist (she seems too frustrared to thinkthink about discretion), and grabs the zipper with the pliers. This time, no mistaking, I see a good half of a wet diaper before she pulls down her shirt. Still the zipper wont move. She switches back to a squatting position and her shirt moves in such away that it rides up and fully exposes the back of her obviously, and not freshly, wet diaper. She gives a good pull on the zipper and I hear a long damp fart. She looks back at me slightly blushing and pulls her shirt most of the way down, but i can still see the full seat. Adjusting her position i hear a couple more farts, that sound mushy/chunky. She gives another good yank on the zipper and it gives, boy does it give. The fabric of the bag actually ripped and she fell back onto her butt. She sits there looking stunned for a moment and then stands up, farting all the way. She turns and bends down to grab the bag and her entire butt is exposed and looks to me to have a small amount of squished poop in it. As she gets down to the bag she lets out another large fart and i can see the seat of her diaper start expanding more and more, crackling and farting all the time. She stays/seems to be stuck in this position for atleast a full minute filling her diaper. She never looked back, just hung her head.
I just realized how long this is getting. Ill finish later if anyone would like.
Anyway, onto today. She has primary custody of my son. So this weekend I picked him up for the holiday and brought him home this evening. I brought him in and she started walking towards the door. At first, I noticed that she was just wearing a long sleeve t-shirt that came down to about mid thigh, and no pants. There was also a distinct diaper crinkle as she was walking. My son went over and started putting stuff away/watch tv. Her and i were chatting for a few minutes about the holiday, etc...., when I swore that I could hear someone wetting an already wet diaper, but just dismissed as nuts, like the crinkling b4. A few minutes after that my son comes out with one of his bags, the zipper was stuck. She tried to get him to wait a minute, but he insisted. So initially she bends/squats down, being as lady like and discrete about showing between her legs, but again I hear that crinkle and thought I might have seen a peek of the bottom of a wet diaper, though not enough to distinctly say. Luckily, for me anyway,
the zipper is stuck good, it wont move for her, and she starts to get frustrated. She stands up and walks into another room for a minute, more crinkle. She comes back with a pair if pliers. She bends over, just at the waist (she seems too frustrared to thinkthink about discretion), and grabs the zipper with the pliers. This time, no mistaking, I see a good half of a wet diaper before she pulls down her shirt. Still the zipper wont move. She switches back to a squatting position and her shirt moves in such away that it rides up and fully exposes the back of her obviously, and not freshly, wet diaper. She gives a good pull on the zipper and I hear a long damp fart. She looks back at me slightly blushing and pulls her shirt most of the way down, but i can still see the full seat. Adjusting her position i hear a couple more farts, that sound mushy/chunky. She gives another good yank on the zipper and it gives, boy does it give. The fabric of the bag actually ripped and she fell back onto her butt. She sits there looking stunned for a moment and then stands up, farting all the way. She turns and bends down to grab the bag and her entire butt is exposed and looks to me to have a small amount of squished poop in it. As she gets down to the bag she lets out another large fart and i can see the seat of her diaper start expanding more and more, crackling and farting all the time. She stays/seems to be stuck in this position for atleast a full minute filling her diaper. She never looked back, just hung her head. I just realized how long this is getting. Ill finish later if anyone would like.
for my taste. She puts her knees up, legs spread and covers her face. I cant fight the urge and i give the bulge a good squish before proceeding with the change. As i clean her up, she starts apologizing and explaining things. First she tells me that she hadnt expected the grandparents for another few hours. Then starts to explain abiut the diaper wearing. According to her it had started about 6 months ago with a severe bladder/kidney infection. She was laid up, immobile at home for a week, her mom caring for her. During this time she had no strength to move and no control, which required her to wear. Unfortunately for her, her control did not return when the infection cleared up. As things progressed with the need to wear for pee, there came times when using them for poop was easier, or made more sense since it was already on. This lead to another bad bladder infection. All this ultimately lead her things now where she has zero control of anything. The change and this confession of hers took about 10 minutes. She got her shirt back on and some sweat pants. As we walked out of the room the door bell rang. I went and washed my hands and she answered the door. When i came out of the bathroom the grandparents were gone and she gave me a quick hug, said thank you, blushing all along. Shortly after i hit the road for home. 
. I have a couple more about her, and another ex, if interested.
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