The clothes line and the evidence.

😎 Your sure the secret of your love of wearing diapers and plastic pants to bed at night is safe. You hide your diapers and your plastic pants in a very secret spot no one will ever find.

Why find an excuse? It seem's that mom didn't take that to bad.

It's for me a pretty good news, and sure, I'll just let mom diaper me at bed time.

What I expect is that she will not talk about that at anyone but me!

For me it would definitely be let mom diaper me at bed time for as long as she will do it.

Well, I never had that problem because I was put back into diapers by my aunt at age 11. I did learn to like them, and everyone there, my aunt and 2 cousins, knew I wore diapers. My boyfriend and his mom knew also. In fact, the word got out at school becaused of my older cousin. So everyone knew. If that would have happened to me, though, I probably would have been very embarassed at first, but I also probably would have enjoyed the fact that my mom knew, and would help me with the diapers at night.

This did happen to me a time or two back when I was a young boy. I wore cloth diapers and plastic pants for my bed wetting and my mom mostly used the clothes line to dry them. We lived in Southern California at the time so there were plenty of sunny days to say the least. Some of my friends would come home with me and we would go out to my back yard and they would see the diapers and plastic pants hanging from the clothes line. Nothing was ever said or at least to me but I know that they knew that I was a bed wetter. I also guess the diaper pail in my room and the pee smell from my sheets on nights that my plastic pants leaked gave it away too. Mom never mentioned to me about wearing my diapers or putting them on me at night to any of my friends though. Her attitude was that my diapers were for protection not punishment or anything like that.

In the old days everything was hung out to dry. But they were never talked about in public. Just the way it was. 😃

If this happened to you, do you think at first you would be embarrased but then in the end think....finally I don't have to hide it any longer?

Going through some old posts (hopefully this isn't a problem here as it is on some other sites)...

I grew up in the 1960s in a middle-class neighborhood and back then, only the "well-to-do" had clothes dryers. Everybody had clotheslines and it was wonderful because you could ride your bike through the neighborhood on a sunny day, look at the clothes on the lines, and figure out which other kids still wore diapers.

I lived next door to a girl, my age, who still wore them at night until we were in Third Grade (and maybe longer than that--we moved away that year). Every wash day you saw them out on the line. Her mother would never let any of the other kids go back to her bedroom to play. In retrospect I wonder if this was because she had stacks of diapers and a big, full, smelly diaper pail in there?

One day I went over there to play and this girl was sitting out on her porch, in a white shirt and red tartan-patterned shorts, in the middle of a big puddle of pee, bragging about how she liked to "pee with her britches on". This made me so excited that I then ran home, hid in my room and tried it myself. This is one of the many early experiences that led to me loving diapers and wet pants (and there's more to this story which I'll have to tell sometime).

I've always wondered what became of her and if she grew up to become an ABDL? I guess we'll never know.

It was the same when I was growing up. It was no secret who stil wet the bed or needed nappies as the washing lines gave it all away. Back then I was far from the only one still wetting the bed most nights.

I was never a real bedwetter,just always had a love of cloth diapers and seeing them on the neighborhood clotheslines.i grew up in cloth diapers and still to this day love to hang them up on the clothesline to dry.

That was one of the reasons I fell love cloth diapers and plastic pants. Especially the plastic panties waving in the breeze in all the cute colors and prints. I would imagine myself as that baby with their mommies changing and pinning on those diapers and puling on those plastic panties and seeing those plastic panties soaking in the soapy water in the sink and then having them pegged out on the lines for all to see.

Growing there was always cloth diapers hanging on clothes lines. mine were always hung up on the clothes line. I was not the only one in are town that wet the bed and still wore diapers at night.i think I was the oldest one still wetting and wearing diapers at night

I still hang my cloth diapers out on the clothes line to dry I have a line full today on this very sunny spring day

Growing up in the 1950s and 1960s, we always had clothes lines in the back yard. Even though we got a dryer by the mid 1960s, we still used the clothes line if the weather was nice. My first house near New Orleans had clothes lines 1979-84. But I didn't think I've had a clothes line since leaving there. Now with newer subdivisions, many home owner associations have rules against clothes lines.

Nothing you hang on the clothes line is a secret. Every thing there is for the whole world to see.

WOW! I thought I was old. I ever realized there was an 1100 year old here lol.... just kidding

I don't really care who see's my clothes line I live out in the country but im sure others have seen my cloth diapers on the line. most people won't even know what they are

Thanks for catching that, metoo. I would have starved to death long ago if I had to depend on my typing skills for survival. Of course there are some morning I swear I feel like a thousand year old man.

Although I don't broadcast it except on sites like this. It is no secret I wet the bed and wear nappies. My things are always on the line for anyone nosy enough to see.

My clothes line is full of my diapers right now

My plastic pants bed sheet and under pad are on the line as I soaked the bed last night. I was wearing a tena maxi slip which obviously was wet way past it's capacity in fact it almost fell apart when I finally got up and took it off.

No diapers on my clothes line today but i have my plastic pants hanging out drying

I once hung six pairs of my sissy pink / lollidots plastic pants on a foldable clothes rack out on the back porch so they could dry in the sun (this helps remove poop stains). I glanced out the window and the lady from next door was in my yard chasing her dog who had wandered over. I *don't think* she noticed my plastic pants, though...

Doing my diapers tomorrow. diaper pail is full that's about twenty cloth diapers plus four change pads

I have always liked hanging my diapers and plastic panties on the clothe line after being washed now that I wear them everyday..they are so fresh when dry..from them blowing in the fresh wind that always seems to be present..something a dryer just cannot duplicate..I did though many times have some women friends over to the house for coffee or just a social get together..and all at some point would look at the the items hanging on the line and most never did say anything about them because most knew I wore them..but I recall this one a women friend of mine that came over..her name was Cindy and I had met her only some short months before,but I had never told her that I wore any of those garments..and there was no real reason for not telling her except for that particular conversation or anything related to it never came up in the short 7 months that I had known her but sure would have said told her the truth had it in any way come up..anyways when she seen all my diapers and rubber pants on the line that one day..she came in the living room and asked me if those were mine and if so why did I wear them...I then sat down with her on the sofa and I told her my story of why I wear them,and that I am now incontinent..but I also assured her that I was very very normal except for wearing them daily and that I was still very active in many fields,then with that said she asked me to stand up and when I did..she replied .."lets see if that statement is true"

She said that as she giggled then smiled..she then undone the button on my jeans and they fell to the floor leaving me standing in front of her wearing only a see through pair of plastic pants,a white disposable diaper underneath them,and a t shirt..she then pulled me tight to her and gave me a very sweet kiss then with her hand reached down and at the same time undone her skirt and it too fell to the floor to reveal to me what she had on,and it was a very pretty and sexy pair of pink panties,she then slipped off her top to reveal a pink bra that contained a fantastic set of breasts and it was a sight that instantly brought my manhood to a very full and hard erection and when she felt it against her panties..she replied.."oh yes that statement you said is so very true and I so love the looks of that" and a big smile formed on her face from ear to ear as did the same appear on my face,we then talked more and more about my diaper wearing and she informed me that she at one time dated a man that wore diapers and rubber pants just like I did and she did not mind seeing him in them at all..she also told me that a few times she even wore them for him to get on the same level and she loved doing it for him after a long while more of cuddling and kissing..I asked her if one day we might go to a movie or something and she told me she loved that idea and a date was set up..I may one day when I have time type what happened on that date..take care all.

I always hang my cloth nappies and plastic pants out on the line to dry. Admittedly I don't wear the cloth nappies as much as I'd like, because my house mate is usually around.

However, when I've got the whole house to myself I will hang the "evidence" out and I don't care if any of the neighbours see my plastic pants blowing in the breeze or my nappies getting some UV cleaning.

I find it all quite exciting!

I have come to the conclusion no one really cares. I don't worry about any of my incontinence stuff being on the line anymore. Hell the other day there were inco pants a kylie a bed sheet and my plastic pants and net pants on the line. If anyone had thought about it then it was obvious I had wet the bed but frankly no one is really bothered. Several people came to the house and would have to be blind not to see them on the line.

If I lived by myself I would do this in a heartbeat--put up a clothesline in the back and on wash day hang my diapers and plastic pants out there. I'd also stack them up in the bedroom and drag my diaper pail out of the closet and put it right by my bed for anyone who went in there to see. After being into this for 50+ years and hiding it, I just don't care what anybody thinks anymore, and would actually find it arousing to completely come out about it.

But my wife wouldn't ever let me do this. She wants all of my diaper fun to either be me by myself, or with her. Also, I think she'd be embarrassed if everyone else knew. Probably a good thing, though I often think about all of the fun humiliating things she could make me do if she were a little less secretive about it.

I prefer people not to know - I hang my diapers up inside my house.

I always hang my cloth diapers,plasticpants,bibs,onesies on my clothlines they smell so fresh

As a kid we had a dryer. I do not recall that anything was ever hung outside our house to dry. The neighbors, however, often had diapers and plastic pants on the line. So it was easy to tell which of my friends were diapers. Unfortunately, as I got older there were a few of my neighbors who are my age that were in diapers.

My mom always like to control my diapering. She determined who would know that I was diaper. She had no problem checking in and changing me in front of some of her friends or relatives. Other times she is quite concerned that my diapers didn’t show.