The Wistful Wanderer

Published 6/2/2022

Tags

Diaper
Male Anatomy
Masturbation
Body Fluids

In his late teens, after battling numerous incidents of wetting the bed during intense nightmares of his troubled past, Taylor decides to try nighttime diapers. Taylor had no idea what was in store for him later that night.

Helpful Prequels:
Bedwetting (nonexplicit)
Shopping for Diapers (nonexplicit).

Taylor felt he had spent hours staring at the cute owl and floral patterns adorning his very first nighttime diaper. He felt the gaze of the owls as they stared back. Completely naked in front of the full-length mirror, he watched himself slowly open the diaper. Taylor savored the crinkling noises as his right foot found its hole, followed by his left. It sounded like an army of tiny ants crumpling a newspaper as it traveled up his legs. The diaper fit snuggly around his hips, hugging his butt cheeks and penis. The diaper whispered merrily with every movement. With the diaper securely on, the urge to pee quickly befell Taylor. Instinctively, he pulled a unicorn nightgown over his head and headed toward the bathroom.

Rustling accompanied each footstep, reminding Taylor that he was wearing a diaper. After some thought, he turned around and returned to the bedroom. Using diapers at night was in the meorable past, but Taylor was still unsure of what to do. If infants can use diapers, they can not possibly be rocket science. He decided to relax and just let nature take its course. He cringed at the tingling pressure on his penis as he attempted to urinate. Soon, as if ejaculating, the first bit of urine emerged, sending a bolt of lightning through Taylor's body. With the urine flowing, Taylor imagined he was taking a warm shower. Urine ran down his penis and settled between his legs. At first, it seemed minorly uncomfortable but also felt natural. The more the diaper absorbed, the more comforting its hug became. Eventual relief came to him with an empty bladder and a full diaper. Unrivaled satisfaction had come from his first experience filling a diaper since he was a young child.

Wandering through the small apartment with his newly filled diaper proved a challenge. The diaper sagged a bit as if falling off. Occasional urine spilled from the leg holes during careless steps, causing it to run down the inside of his calves. To avoid unnecessary messes outside his bedroom, Taylor decided bedtime had arrived.

Sitting on the bed caused the diaper wring out like a sponge. A flood of urine seeped upward through the pad and forced its way between his butt cheeks. As he layed down, the back pad could now absorb the puddle remaining between his legs. Taylor was swept away by the wonders of wearing a diaper. The comfort of it being there for him, the warmth of the urine, the now subdued crinkles, and the cute patterns all lulled him to sleep quickly. His fears of wetting the bed were behind him. It was time, instead, for him to embrace it.

Sometime later, Taylor was jolted awake by a magnificent boner, a seemingly rare pleasure. His penis was erect enough to protrude from the diaper. It lifted the center of his nightgown, giving the unicorn a penis of its own. As he reached down to feel his diaper, the jelly-like pad, saturated with urine, acted as a lubricant against his penis. Each hand motion erotically swept through his body, forcing him to arch his back in ecstasy. After just a few hand strokes against his diaper, a sudden stream of cum rapidly navigated the narrow cavity between his stomach and gown. The nightgown soaked up the sweet nectar, even thrusting a portion into the unicorn’s mouth. Taylor continued to stroke the diaper, savoring each moment.

By the time Taylor was content, the diaper was weeping profusely. Urine had pushed through his night gown, soaking his hand in urine. After lying still for a long while, Taylor started to get cold. He finally forced himself from the bed, shuffled into the bathroom, and put on a dry diaper. With his cum-infused nightgown clinging to his chest, Taylor hopped back into the urinated bed, spending the remainder of the night in a blissful sleep.

Published 6/3/2022

Tags

Male Anatomy
Body Fluids

After experiencing life in diapers, Taylor develops a curiosity about daytime wetting. How does it feel to ditch diapers and just let go?

Lounging in the break room after finishing the sandwich Taylor had for lunch, he pulled out his phone. Finding a new story from the ABDL community (adult baby, diaper lover) became a daily lunchtime ritual. On account of his first experience with diapers, they had become somewhat of an obsession. He enjoyed reading about others who shared his same struggles. Many even choose to wet the bed without any protection.

Wetting the bed was not much fun for Taylor, as he did not enjoy sleeping in a lake. But that planted a new experiment in his thoughts. He was staging an "accident" before bedtime. He could enjoy the experience, clean up, and still sleep in a dry bed. It was the best-laid plan. He would wear a pair of his favorite unicorn panties. Skin-tight leggings would guide the urine down his legs to minimize runoff and overspray. Taylor resisted the urge to pee all afternoon, even though there were still several hours left of his shift.

Immediately following dinner, Taylor decided it was time. He even drank an extra helping of soda to enhance his experience. Taylor returned to his bedroom, found his choice of panties, grabbed his grey leggings, and dug through the laundry basket to find his unicorn nightgown. In front of his mirror, he stripped down. He found it difficult to tuck his erect penis. Closing his eyes, breathing deeply and slowly, and counting to 10, Taylor relaxed enough to fold his penis awkwardly between his legs. It disappeared as he slipped on his unicorn panties.

He poked his arm through one legging hole, scrunched it up, and slipped his left foot through. After similar treatment with his right foot, Taylor shimmied the leggings up and pulled them to his lower waist. Lastly, he slipped the nightgown over his head and let it hang from his torso. Posing before the mirror in his panties, leggings, and favorite nightgown, he was finally ready.

Smartphone in hand, Taylor double-checked that he had a towel and made his way into the bathroom. He laid the towel out on the floor, set his phone on the counter, aimed the camera at his pelvis, hit record, and relaxed. He pulled up the hem of his nightgown slightly to give the camera a clear picture of the action. The sensation of peeing with his penis tucked was similar to using a diaper. A familiar erotic explosion soared through his body as the first bit of urine trickled out. The steady flow was much slower this time, though. Much-needed relief started to set in. Pretending he was showering helped him further relax. His panties held the moisture only for a brief second. The leggings took over, directing it down his inner thighs. The path grew wider as gravity pulled it downward, with the excess coming to rest on the towel beneath his feet. The stream continued to grow, eventually encompassing both the front and back of his legs.

With his bladder finally relieved, feelings of ecstasy were cut short by the ambient air surrounding Taylor's body. Despite the coldness setting in, Taylor was not yet ready to relieve himself of his wet clothing. He used the dry parts of his towel to wipe the wasted urine from his feet and remove the excess moisture from his leggings. Reduced to a waddle, Taylor disposed of his wet towel and returned to his room. Climbing awkwardly into bed, Taylor threw down a clean towel to sit on, unlocked his phone, and turned on an episode of his favorite show.

Checking his wet clothing periodically, especially enjoying the touches between his legs, Taylor realized that touching his urine-infested clothes didn't really bother him. He also noticed that he was growing accustomed to the smell of stale urine. Taylor was another step closer to overcoming his fears of bed wetting.

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Elements

i = 0;

while (!deck.isInOrder()) {
    print 'Iteration ' + i;After experiencing life in diapers, Taylor develops a curiosity about daytime wetting. How does it feel to ditch diapers and just let go?

Lounging in the break room after finishing the sandwich Taylor had for lunch, he pulled out his phone. Finding a new story from the ABDL community (adult diaper and diaper lover) became a daily lunchtime ritual. On account of his first experience with diapers, they had become somewhat of an obsession. He enjoyed reading about others who shared his same struggles. Many even choose to wet the bed without any protection.

Wetting the bed was not much fun for Taylor, as he did not enjoy sleeping in a lake. But that planted a new experiment in his thoughts. He was planning an intentional "accident" before bedtime. He could enjoy the experience, clean up, and still sleep in a dry bed. It was the best-laid plan. He would wear a pair of his favorite unicorn panties. Skin-tight leggings would guide the urine down his legs to minimize runoff and overspray. Taylor resisted the urge to pee all afternoon, even though there were still several hours left of his shift. 

Immediately following dinner, Taylor decided it was time. He even drank an extra helping of soda to enhance his experiment. Taylor returned to his bedroom, found his choice of panties, grabbed his grey leggings, and dug through the laundry basket to find his unicorn nightgown. In front of his mirror, he stripped down. He found it difficult to tuck his erect penis. Closing his eyes, breathing deeply and slowly, and counting to 10, Taylor relaxed enough to fold his penis awkwardly between his legs. 

He poked his arm through one legging hole, scrunched it up, and slipped his left foot through. After similar treatment with his right foot, Taylor shimmied the leggings up and pulled them to his lower waist. Finally, he slipped the nightgown over his head and let it hang from his torso. Posing before the mirror in his panties, leggings, and favorite nightgown, he was finally ready. 

Smartphone in hand, Taylor double-checked that he had a towel and made his way into the bathroom. He laid the towel out on the floor, set his phone on the counter, aimed the camera at his pelvis, hit record, and relaxed. The sensation of peeing with his penis tucked was similar to using a diaper. A familiar erotic explosion soared through his body as the first bit of urine trickled out. The steady flow was much slower this time, though. Much-needed relief started to set in. Pretending he was showering cleared his mind. His panties held the moisture only for a brief second. The leggings took over, directing it down his inner thighs. The path grew wider as gravity pulled it downward, with the excess coming to rest on the towel beneath his feet. The stream continued to grow, eventually encompassing both the front and back of his legs. 

With his bladder finally relieved, feelings of ecstasy were cut short by the ambient air surrounding Taylor's body. Despite the coldness setting in, Taylor was not yet ready to end his experiment and relieve himself of his wet clothing. He used the dry parts of his towel to wipe the wasted urine from his feet and remove the excess moisture from his leggings. Reduced to a waddle, Taylor disposed of his wet towel and returned to his room. Climbing awkwardly into bed, Taylor threw down a clean towel to sit on, unlocked his phone, and turned on an episode of his favorite show. 

Checking his wet clothing periodically,  especially enjoying the touches between his legs, Taylor realized that touching his urine-infested clothes didn't really bother him. He also noticed that he was growing accustomed to the smell of stale urine. Taylor was another step closer to overcoming his fears of bed wetting.
    deck.shuffle();
    i++;
}

print 'It took ' + i + ' iterations to sort the deck.';