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Good morning,
I had a pretty interesting night and wanted to share it with some people who would appreciate it.
I was having a nice evening and had been feeling lazy so I put on a molicare diaper, panties and a pair of loose fitting black sweatpants that hide my diapered butt. After an hour or two I got motivated to go for a walk, so that's what I did. As I walked I realized I needed to pee, I had a couple options, hold it in or find a bathroom. But bathrooms are hard to come by these days. I decided to put myself in a situation where I would not be able to make it home in time. I kept walking away from my apartment. After about an hour I stopped because I had to pee so bad. I just stood still and relaxed and felt my diaper flood with hot piss. It felt weird because it took a minute for the diaper to soak it up. I kept walking but my diaper had swelled up quite noticeably between my legs and walking was a bit awkward.
I decided that I would take an electric scooter home since I had already had a long walk and was satisfied with my exercise for the day.
While I was riding the scooter I noticed a new urge. I felt a fullness in my bum and realized that I needed to poop. It took a fair bit on concentration to keep from pooping my pants, especially since the way I was riding the scooter was making it worse ( legs slightly bent, hitting lots of bumps).
About halfway home I resigned to the fact that I would not make it to a toilet in time. As more time passed I accepted that was my future and figured I'd just let it happen.
As luck would have it I made it back to the lobby of my apartment building. I was faced with another decision. I had to get to the 10th floor. Should I take the elevator or the stairs?
I thought the 10 flights of stairs would be a good cardio workout and a nice way to end my exercise.
I started up the stairs.
As I hit the 4th floor I realized that walking up flights of stairs and trying to hold in my poo was an impossible task.
By the 5th floor I knew I would be walking into my apartment with a full diaper.
As I approached the 6th floor I felt a wave come and I just kept walking up the stairs and felt my ass open and slowly start to ooze poo into the seat of my diaper. With each step I took the pole of poo grew. I reached back to feel my butt and was surprised by the hive bulge sticking way out from the bottom of my ass.
As I got to the 8th floor I decided I might as well finish completely. I stopped, bent my knees and crouched forward a bit. Then I pushed.
I heard a crackling and I forced the rest of my poo out. It forcefully made its way into my diaper and I knew my sweatpants were growing in the seat too. I also flooded my diaper with more pee.
When I was done I just stood still for about 5 minutes. The sensation was unreal. My heart was pounding from the workout and from the realization of what I had just done.
I had to waddle up the last 2 flights of stairs. I stunk to high heavens. I arrived in my apartment and ended up lying on the couch watching a movie before bringing myself to a blinding orgasm and then changing out of my mess.
I'm now seriously considering doing the same thing tonight.
I hope you enjoyed my account of my evening as much as I enjoyed doing it.
Hugs,
Deena
I had a pretty interesting night and wanted to share it with some people who would appreciate it.
I was having a nice evening and had been feeling lazy so I put on a molicare diaper, panties and a pair of loose fitting black sweatpants that hide my diapered butt. After an hour or two I got motivated to go for a walk, so that's what I did. As I walked I realized I needed to pee, I had a couple options, hold it in or find a bathroom. But bathrooms are hard to come by these days. I decided to put myself in a situation where I would not be able to make it home in time. I kept walking away from my apartment. After about an hour I stopped because I had to pee so bad. I just stood still and relaxed and felt my diaper flood with hot piss. It felt weird because it took a minute for the diaper to soak it up. I kept walking but my diaper had swelled up quite noticeably between my legs and walking was a bit awkward.
I decided that I would take an electric scooter home since I had already had a long walk and was satisfied with my exercise for the day.
While I was riding the scooter I noticed a new urge. I felt a fullness in my bum and realized that I needed to poop. It took a fair bit on concentration to keep from pooping my pants, especially since the way I was riding the scooter was making it worse ( legs slightly bent, hitting lots of bumps).
About halfway home I resigned to the fact that I would not make it to a toilet in time. As more time passed I accepted that was my future and figured I'd just let it happen.
As luck would have it I made it back to the lobby of my apartment building. I was faced with another decision. I had to get to the 10th floor. Should I take the elevator or the stairs?
I thought the 10 flights of stairs would be a good cardio workout and a nice way to end my exercise.
I started up the stairs.
As I hit the 4th floor I realized that walking up flights of stairs and trying to hold in my poo was an impossible task.
By the 5th floor I knew I would be walking into my apartment with a full diaper.
As I approached the 6th floor I felt a wave come and I just kept walking up the stairs and felt my ass open and slowly start to ooze poo into the seat of my diaper. With each step I took the pole of poo grew. I reached back to feel my butt and was surprised by the hive bulge sticking way out from the bottom of my ass.
As I got to the 8th floor I decided I might as well finish completely. I stopped, bent my knees and crouched forward a bit. Then I pushed.
I heard a crackling and I forced the rest of my poo out. It forcefully made its way into my diaper and I knew my sweatpants were growing in the seat too. I also flooded my diaper with more pee.
When I was done I just stood still for about 5 minutes. The sensation was unreal. My heart was pounding from the workout and from the realization of what I had just done.
I had to waddle up the last 2 flights of stairs. I stunk to high heavens. I arrived in my apartment and ended up lying on the couch watching a movie before bringing myself to a blinding orgasm and then changing out of my mess.
I'm now seriously considering doing the same thing tonight.
I hope you enjoyed my account of my evening as much as I enjoyed doing it.
Hugs,
Deena
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