Chapter 9 - Ceri goes for nappies

Ceri decided she really wanted proper nappies, she thought of so many situations when they would be fantastic. She mentally listed them, bed – there would be no need to get up to go to the loo in the middle of the night so hopefully she would sleep better as she always struggled to get back to sleep when she had got up. She often found she was waking too early at weekends and having to get up earlier than she wanted, simply to visit the loo – that would all be history soon. Long meetings at work – no longer any need to restrict the coffee or sit crosslegged. Cinema – she would be able to have a drink before going in and then not have to climb over other people to get out in the middle of the film, Concerts – no need to queue for the ladies in the interval. Traffic hold ups – still a pain, but the need for the loo would be one thing off her mind. Outdoor events – no need to visit horrid smelly portaloos. That would be a real plus! Nights out with friends – drink as much as she wanted and forget about her bladder. The list was endless – she needed to speak to Sophie to find out where she got her nappies very soon.

Ceri met Sophie for lunch and told her that she was definitely wanting to give the nappies a proper try and asked Sophie for details of what she was using and where she got them from. She said that the pull-ups worked really well as an emergency backup but she really liked the idea of being able to ignore her bladder completely and get on with life. Sophie gave her details of a website where she could get Tena Ultima nappies, which should last her all day, mesh pants to hold the nappies in place when they were heavy and breatheable PU panties to protect against leaks and smell. It was all a lot more complex than Ceri realised but Sophie told her that this combination worked really fantasticly especially when you put cotton panties in under the PU ones. She went on to say that this combination always lasted throughout her work day and was really comfortable and she had never had any leaks. She went on to say that she is now always nappied when out of the houseand since wearing them her life had just got so much more relaxing.

Ceri couldn’t wait to get her nappies and excitedly went on to the website to place her order as soon as she got home – there was an option to have them delivered to an Argos store which would be really convenient as she didn’t want the parcel being delivered to her house while she was at work. She had realised it would be very embarrassing if they were delivered to a neighbour on a package that said clearly what was inside. Two days delivery – that was a long time to wait, she thought.

The next day I saw both women on the bus again and Ceri was telling Sophie that she had placed the order and was longing for them to come. She said that she would wear them around the house for a while to see how she got on with using them before she would wear them out.

Ceri got an e-mail saying her parcel had been dispatched and that they would be available for collection after 10am the next day. She would collect her package afterwork . It seemed a long day at work and as she walked to Argos she realised she was really glad she was in a pullup as the excitement was getting the better of her bladder.

As soon as she got home she ripped open the package to try her new underwear on.

Chapter 10 - Ceri tries her new nappies

Ceri quickly took the first of the nappies out of the package and taped it on. Her heart was pounding as she did this because she was so excited. The nappy fitted perfectly and she pulled it up nice and snuggly. It didn’t feel very bulky at this point but her recent experience of pull-ups helped her to realise it would get quite a lot bigger as it filled. Next she pulled on her mesh pants and then her ordinary underwear as Sophie had suggested. The mesh pants would hold the nappy firmly in place once it got heavier and the ordinary underwear would absorb any slight leaks. She undid the package of three PU panties which had come and was pleased to find they were very thin and soft. She slipped them on and pulled them over the rest of the underwear adjusting the leg elastic to make sure there would be no twists in it – a perfect fit. She felt very cosy and secure as she looked down to see the transparent polyurethane just hanging a little below her T-shirt with her ordinary panties clearly visible underneath. She loved the feeling of complete liberation her new outfit gave so she slipped on her trainers and pottered round the kitchen making her meal. She had deliberately not peed before she left work so in no time she just let go as she worked. The thirsty nappy absorbed everything very quickly and swelled a little but the dampness made it feel even more soft and comforting. She kept looking down at the plastic, thinking how cute it looked and touched the, by now growing bulge, as she let a little more out of her bladder. It felt so soft and squashy – she liked that!

She thought she better cover up just in case anyone came to the door so after finishing eating she went to her bedroom to try on various items of clothing. First she tried a pair of fairly loose fitting jeans – she liked the feel and looking in the mirror realised that the nappy was really well hidden but liked the fact that it gave her a more rounded bum. This was definitely a pro as she always wished she had a less flat rear. She tried on some of her work trousers and skirts and decided that the nappy would be fine under those as well.

Just for fun she thought she would try her black leggings on and she was really fascinated with the feel of total freedom and comfort but the nappy was so obvious there was no way she could wear them or was there? – she realised she had a long T-shirt that went below her bum so she got it out of the wardrobe and slipped it on – she had found her perfect outfit!. It completely covered the nappy but everything was just so comfortable.

She remained in the leggings, T-shirt and nappy for the rest of the evening whilst she first washed up and then settled down to watch television and read a book, all the time just letting go whenever she felt the urge – this was shear bliss.

Time to have a shower and go to bed came too quickly so sadly the nappy had to come off. Ceri realised that it still had masses of capacity left in it and was tempted to put it back on for the night but that just didn’t seem right to her. As she wanted a good night sleep she felt she wasn’t ready for a proper nappy at night so she slipped one of her pullups on and headed to bed. She knew very well that there was no way she would get to sleep if she had her nappy and plastic pants combination on as it just felt so exciting.

She wanted to start wearing her nappies all day but she wasn’t confident enough to do that without a thorough trial which would have to wait to the weekend

Chapter 11 - Ceri Wears to work

Having thoroughly tested her nappies, Ceri was ready to start to be a bit adventurous. Her first outing in them was to the Supermarket early on Saturday morning. She wore them under her jeans with a long top and she was absolutely confident they were undetectable. Having worn them over the weekend she also knew they would easily last her for a whole ten hours – just right for work. Wednesday would be the day she would wear them to work to the first time as she hadn’t any meetings and she knew she would be able to change out of them if they proved uncomfortable.

On Tuesday evening she laid out her clothes for the next day on the chair by her bed. First there were her normal work clothes and then she placed her special underwear, neatly folded on the top ready for the morning. Nappy, plastic, pants, mesh pants and an ordinary pair of underwear. She also slipped another nappy in a carrier bag into the bag she took to work just in case she would need a change.

Next morning came and she got up, showered and dressed ready for work. The bulk under her work clothes initially felt a little strange but she soon felt really confortable and secure. She again wore a long top to hide any tell tale buldge. Soon it was time to head out to catch the bus – she didn’t bother to use the bathroom as she normally would as she was today wearing her personal toilet.

That morning the bus was very well filled and when it got to Ceri’s stop one of the few seats still available was next to me. I saw her waiting for the bus and wondered whether she had taken the plunge and started wearing to work. I doubted she would be ready to do that yet and certainly couldn’t detect anything when she got on the bus. As there were few seats left she ended up sitting next to me with a small smile of greeting. She got a book out of her bag and started to read it as we went along. I glanced at her but really could see no indication as to whether she was nappied or not -I was soon to realise that she definitely was.

After a few minutes, I noticed Ceri was fidgeting a little in her seat as she moved to get into new position, putting her book on her lap at the same time. When she spread her legs a little I recognised the tell tale signs for certain. She most definitely was nappied and she was going to pee, sitting there right next to me. After a few moments, she let out a little sigh and then relaxed. She kept her legs apart for a little longer then resumed a normal position, picked up her book again and continued reading.

Ceri was delighted how easy peeing on the bus had been and hoped she would soon be able to forget her bladder entirely, just peeing wherever and whenever she needed,

She was right and the nappy did last her all day at work and on the way home she loved the big squashy cushion that was round her abdomen. It was all held securely in place and still didn’t feel wet so she decided she would keep it on when she had got home. She hadn’t had to visit the bathroom since she got up first thing in the morning which seemed really special to her.

When she got home she changed out of her work clothes into a long T-shirt and leggings but she saw no need to change her nappy. As she had wet a few times more she was very aware of the bulk of the nappy but loved the feeling and the strange bulky crotch

Chapter 12 - Shopping Again

I saw Ceri on the bus most mornings and sometimes I could just about notice the outline of something under her clothes so I knew she was now wearing her nappies to work everyday. I was really wondering how she was getting on but I didn’t get the opportunity to enter into a conversation.

I hadn’t seen Sophie at all for a long time until one Saturday morning when I was shopping at the supermarket. I was in the dairy aisle when I noticed her coming towards me with her shopping basket. She was wearing a white T-shirt and a pair of denim dungarees – not the thing to wear if you wanted to hide a nappy and it was quite obvious from the bulge in her crotch as she approached that that she was well diapered and most probably wet. I tried not to make it look too obvious that I had noticed as our eyes met – I smiled and said “Hi” and she clearly recognised me as she responded with a nice smile. Her clothes and her slight build made her look so cute. It would suddenly become a lot more obvious that she was diapered - As she bent over to pick up some yogurts, I noticed she had a serious “clothing malfunction”. She had managed to tuck her T-shirt into the back of her clear plastic pants which were in full view on one side of her dungarees . I had to say something – awkwardly I went back to her and said ”err.. I thought you ought to know but you have tucked your top in to your underwear and it is clearly showing”. She stood upright and looking very embarrassed said “sorry”.

I said “that’s alright – I am wearing the same” She looked straight at my crotch and said “ you are?”. I lifted my top so that she could see the of my plastic pants. She still looked embarrassed but I went on to explain that I wore them for convenience rather than need. That clearly relaxed her as she responded “so do I – I wear most of the time now – it is so practical isn’t it.”

I explained that I always wore diapers when I went out but I didn’t wear to work. She said “you should – it is so much easier – if you are stuck in a long meeting you can just pee whenever you want”. We continued to chat and then she said. “ I was going to have a coffee and a cake when I’ve finished my shopping – do you want to join me?” This was too good an offer to miss so we agreed to meet in the café in about 10 minutes.

She was just ahead of me when I got to the door of the café and her padded bottom was obvious to my trained eye as she queued to choose her cake. A little change of position gave the came away that she was wetting – nothing too obvious, just standing with her legs a little more apart for a moment or too. We chose our cakes then ordered a pot of tea for two, paid and took our tray over to a nearby table and sat down

Chapter 13 Tea and Cake

It was amazing how open Jen was about talking about her diapers and it was quickly obvious that she loved wearing them. She explained how she had been encouraged to start wearing them by her sister, Jen, and how initially the idea didn’t appeal to her at all. It seems Jen had been wearing diapers when she went out for years, but it took a traffic jam to convince Sophie of their benefits. Jen and Sophie had been stuck on the motorway for two hours when coming back from a shopping trip. Jen was diapered so the delay was frustrating but not a big deal but Sophie had had the embarrassment of having to go down the embankment to pee in some bushes in front of all the other travellers. She had been glad there was some cover but she immediately saw how they had helped Jen. After a few experiments she quickly found just how convenient and comfortable they were but had been frustrated with having to change at lunchtime when she went out for the day which partially defeated the object as she would worry how full her diapers were getting.

I explained that I had a fascination with diapers since I was about eight and I had gone to visit a park in a nearby town with a friend, his parents and sister. His sister was still in diapers part of the time and on the way home she said she needed her potty. Her mum turned to her and said it was Ok love, you have got your nappy on. She said no more about it so I realised she had probably just gone there and then – I was so envious. I told Sophie that as soon as I found trial packs of adult diapers in the shops I started buying them – I went for trial packs as they could be kept hidden from my parents easily.

Sophie told me that a few months ago she had discovered diapers that would last her from ten to twelve hours which meant she could go out for the day without thinking about visiting the loo at all unless she needed to do number 2. Since then she had been wearing diapers pretty much full time and admitted to occasionally pooping in them a little if she knew it would only be a very small movement. She explained she always wore plastic panties so any odour would be contained so she really had no concerns about doing so.

Suddenly she looked at me and said ”Hey, you are peeing. ” She was right, our conversation, had excited me so much that I had to pee. I asked her how she knew as I didn’t think I gave any signals. She said “I recognise the little signs, the little shifts of position to get yourself comfy, and the facial expressions”. She went on “I hardly notice when I go now, but I do know I have wet a lot this morning and the tea is starting to go through me already, but my nappy will still last for many hours yet”

Just then she looked out into the main part of the shop and said “there’s my sister Jen”. She had just gone through the checkout and was wheeling her trolley to the carpark. She beckoned her to come and join us and said “Jen has been trying to get her partner to use diapers for ages without success – she finds it so frustrating when he has to go in search of toilets when they are out whilst she just goes in her diaper”

Jen came over and we were introduced and Sophie then added that I was a fellow diaper wearer which embarrassed me slightly, but luckily the café wasn’t quiet and there were no other customers within earshot. I quickly noted the obviously full diaper under her jeans as there was quite a bulge at both front and rear. Sophie invited her to join us but she said she had to dash as Ben was waiting at home to go out for the rest of the day. Before she left us she chatted briefly about how diapers had changed her life and asked me how I had come to choose to wear them. Whilst I was explaining to her a look of concentration came over her face briefly and then she adjusted the back of her underwear a little. It was quite obvious that she had been peeing and I wondered whether she realised that her facial expression gave so much away. She then bid us goodbye and turned to leave. It was then that I noticed the lump in the seat of her trousers. As she went to the door I said quietly to Sophie “ I am sure Jen was pooping whilst we talked to her”. She responded “ She probably was – I did earlier on” I was very surprised and Sophie clearly noticed the look on my face. “As long as it is only a small amount and you push it down between your legs, nobody will notice”. I was half excited and half disgusted by this.

Sophie, looked in the teapot and said “Do you fancy a top-up, if so I will get some hot water”

“Yes,” I replied, “there is no reason to stop us today.” Sophie realised what I was implying and gave a wry smile. “I will go and get some” and headed to the counter. Whilst she was queueing I notice she was moving slightly from one leg to another a little. It wasn’t long before she was back and said as she put the tea pot back on the table. “That’s more comfortable now, it is much easier to poop standing up”. Before she sat down I notice she adjusted the back of her nappy before resuming our conversation. I had to bring the discussing of her pooping up. She told me that her plastic panties would mask any odour and it really didn’t cause her a problem. She explained how much easier it was to poop while standing and she only used the toilet if she was expecting a large load. It wasn’t necessarily what I wanted to discuss over a cup of tea but I was nevertheless intrigued. “How long will it be before you have to go and change?” I asked but she replied “I will wait until my nappy is full and I need a change – as these last me about ten hours, I might not even change until bed time”. She noticed I fascinated I was and said “go on try it”. I responded that I would wait until later as it was still a big step for me.

Chapter 14 Tea and Ceri

Just then Ceri walked into the café. Sophie said “There’s my friend Ceri – do you know her ?–it’s her birthday today. I recently got her into wearing nappies as well and she loves it.” Ceri was wearing a long blue and white striped top, navy blue leggings and blue deck shoes. As the top covered her her up I assumed it was hiding a nappy but there was no way of telling. Sophie waved and beckoned Ceri to come across and said “Happy Birthday” to which Ceri responded “Thank you, 36 today which makes me too close to 40 for comfort”. I was amazed as she certainly did not look 36, so I replied “I would never have believed it” . Sophie then introduced us and then offered to buy Ceri a cup of tea and a cake. She got up and headed for the counter – her bottom certainly looked well padded but there was not really any evidence she had pooped a few minutes before. Ceri and I chatted a little awkwardly as she seemed a bit shy – certainly not as outgoing as Sophie . I said that I had seen her on the bus and she said that she did recognise me and went on to say how bad the traffic had been in the mornings recently.

Sophie returned with Ceri’s tea and a cake, to which Ceri responded “Thank you, that’s going to be a big pot of tea”. Sophie replied “Yes, it certainly is, you will need that nappy today” Ceri went bright red. Sophie then said “Sorry, I forgot to say all three of us a nappied this morning.” Ceri looked at me and said “you wear as well then?”, her colour gradually going back to normal, I replied that I had worn them for years and never go out un-nappied. At that Ceri lifted the front of her t-shirt to reveal the very large bulge of a very full nappy. “I haven’t bothered to change out of my night nappy yet as there is still a lot of capacity left, I will probably change into a fresh one at lunch time – I love sitting on the nice soft squidgy cushion when you sit on these wooden chairs.”

More tea was consumed as we chatted and our nappies got fuller and I quite forgot that Sophie was carrying more than just pee in her nappy – there was certainly no sign of any odour . It seemed really somewhat surreal to be chatting perfectly normally to the two women, all of us in, at very least thoroughly wet nappies. Everything looked so normal, nobody could have guessed what was going on under our clothes. At one point Ceri put her hand on her bulging crotch and smiled – she obviously liked her full nappy. She then said “I really love just being able to pee whatever you are doing and wherever you are. Last weekend I was walking along the High Street laden down with shopping in both hands when I felt the urge to pee, so I just let go and carried on walking as my bladder emptied into my nappy” If I hadn’t been nappied and I had had to go to the ladies, I would have missed the bus home and I would have had to put my shopping down in a messy toilet. I would never go out without a nappy on now.”

After about 20 minutes, Sophie said that she needed to head home as she had a lot of things to do as she was going out to the Cinema in the evening with Ceri for her birthday– she paused briefly and “Would you like to join us? ”. This was an offer I certainly couldn’t turn down and I very readily accepted. “We are meeting for a Pizza beforehand” replied Ceri as she explained the arrangements, “..and then we may go for a drink afterwards”. We finalised the arrangements and gathered our shopping together. As the two women headed for the door it was quite obvious that Sophie had peed a lot (and more) as she had a much fuller figure than when I met her in the store but only a trained eye would had realised what she was wearing. As for Ceri, there was still nothing obvious and neither showed any sign of waddling. Ceri briefly stopped and then carried on walking saying “that’s better”. I wasn’t able to work out whether she had just wet again or whether, like Sophie, she had pooped . As they went on their way Sophie turned and said with a smile “see you later, don’t forget to wear a very absorbant nappy as it is a long film and we will be having a drink beforehand”

My mind was racing “where will this lead? – I can’t wait until the evening”

Where will it go ? That is for you to decide …. THE END (unless someone wants to write a sequel)