Accidentally Outing/Exposing Yourself

I live with my parents, and I'm 99% sure that they know my secret. I've had many close calls, but they've all added up.

When I first started buying my own diapers and using them, I was scared of throwing them away in the garbage incase I was discovered, so I kept them under my bed in a plastic box until I was home alone, then I would go and dispose of them. Me and my parents were going on vacation and I was looking for my flipflops to pack in the suitcase. My mother decided to help me look for them, so she came in my room and looked under my bed. I was sitting on the bed talking to her, and I got a huge stinging feeling in my heart when I saw her kneel down to look under the bed. I frantically pushed her away with my feet and shouted that I don't need help and that I was going to look for them. When she went, I looked under the bed from her point of view, and I could see everything. I was panicking like mad because she saw them, but I pushed it into the back of my mind rationalising that she probably didn't even know what was under there.

The next time I was almost found out, my mother wanted to check the label on my jeans to get my measurments because she wanted to buy me some new trousers or something. I was wearing a diaper at the time, and I was pretty certain she knew what she saw. She must have been discreet because she never mentioned it, thank god.

Unlike my father... I bought a huge pack of diapers from a site that promised that discreet packaging bullshit. It was wrapped up tightly, no box or nothing. The ribbing was very pronounced and you could tell that it was diapers. I was expecting them to arrive all day, but I was heavily invested in an online gaming session. I heard my dogs barking which indicated a stranger was at the door. I looked out the window and saw a delivery truck. I was really excited when I saw it, so I rushed downstairs so I could get the package myself. To my horror, my father had beaten me to the punch. I shyly asked him "Uh... thats mine, could I have it?" and he replied "What is this, nappies?". That horribly feeling in your chest when you get discovered washed over me in an instant. I couldn't think of what to say, so I just said "Nah..", ripped the package from his hands, and rushed upstairs to my bedroom. Anguish turned to excitment in an instant as I opened the package and put one of the diapers on me.

So I'm fairly certain that they know, and at this point I don't care anymore. It's no ones business but mine, and I'm happy they respect that

I wear 24/7 because of need and have been "outed" numerous times. It doesn't bother me at all now, but before I "owned" it, I would get real embarrassed.

ballyhooser said:

I broke a rib skiing a couple of years ago. I went to the closest doc in a box in Salt Lake City to have an X-ray taken to confirm what I expected. I was a wellness diaper which was blue (the medium size color) anyway I expected to have to take off my top shirt and leave on my tshirt for the X-ray. Well they wanted my shirts off so of course there I stood with the blue top of my diaper sticking up proudly above my pant line. I then walked back to the exam room, past 2 other open door rooms where patients were and into my exam room where the female dr. And the nursing assistant first confirmed my broken rib then brought in a compression band to put around my chest. Of course all the time my diaper top was 2-3 inches sticking out. Nothing was said but quite honestly the whole experience wasn't embarrassing at all. I enjoyed the fact that I didn't care that others saw my diaper sticking out.

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Good to read this. I wear a disposable with my PULs when I ski since I drink a lot of water to prevent leg cramps. I always convinced myself that if I had a ski accident and had to get undressed for x-rays that me being in a disposable diaper and PPs would not concern the doctors but rather my bones / ligament damage.

In college I had to rush to a class since I overslept. I was fairly wet in my snap on diaper and plastic underpants and on the way back I noticed I had began to leak and my sweatpants had obvious leak stains at the thighs / elastic area. I made it back to my dorm in about 10 minutes but I would think anyone walking around would have noticed this even from afar.

I have been to the E.D so many times unconscious, and the nurses have to undress me and change me and gown me , so that when I do regain consciousness I am good to go. It's even gotten to the point that Nurses (who know me ) enjoy it when I regain consciousness and ask "what floor am I on " because since it won't stop happening I have made it a game and I am trying to hit all the floors, without repeating a floor more than twice.

I have come to see it as routine to wake up "lost" to find out I have been in the hospital for multiple days with nurses changing me and repositioning me and all the stuff they have to do for me, and can only say a what seems so lame thank you .

I never worry about being outed , I worry more about those that have to care for me, they say don't worry they new they would be doing this when they took the job , if I was 80 it would be fine, but I'm not even 50.

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ocasionally the back parts come exposed, don't really worry to much anymore

There was one night I was throwing up everywhere, bent over a toilet in the communal bathroom on my freshman dorm floor. I was wearing just a GoodNite and athletic shorts - though GoodNites never poke out of my shorts. A good friend of mine from the floor heard me and realized I needed to go to the hospital. I told him to grab me a shirt from my dresser drawer. He brought it back to me.

Here I found out a year later when I told him about my being DL that he actually opened the wrong drawer, saw all my diapers, but kept it quiet anyway because he's a bro.


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Two times my parents found my diapers, but never confronted me about it. I was nervous the whole day, somewhat aggravated that they'd invaded my privacy, and felt stupid that I didn't have the foresight to think of a better hiding place than under my bed.

I did have another close call recently- I've added myself to a couple ABDL Facebook Groups and made a few friends from them (people who don't solely use Facebook for ABDL stuff and have their profile pic as a diapered crotch shot). One of them removed me, then added me again, and when he did, made a post on my wall asking me to chat, and if I'd send him one of my pictures of me in Goodnites that I'd posted to the group. Within 30 seconds I made him take it down, since everyone can see posts like that. He apologized, and we've still talked a few times since then. Fortunately, since it was up for such a short time and my friends list is rather small, I don't think anybody saw it.

Braves26 said:

I did have another close call recently- I've added myself to a couple ABDL Facebook Groups ... One of them removed me, then added me again, and when he did, made a post on my wall asking me to chat, and if I'd send him one of my pictures of me in Goodnites that I'd posted to the group. Within 30 seconds I made him take it down, since everyone can see posts like that. He apologized, and we've still talked a few times since then. Fortunately, since it was up for such a short time and my friends list is rather small, I don't think anybody saw it.

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Whoa, that's a crazy close call. Good you were on that as quickly as you were. I can't even imagine having someone post ABDL related things on my vanilla life pages. That'd be scary for sure.


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I'm pretty sure some of my classmates at uni have seen my nappies and pullups but they know I have intellectual disability and need lots of support with doing uni stuff so they probably just think I have to wear nappies because of my disabilities too. And that is why I have to wear them because my disabilities mean I can't tell when I have to pee properly so I can just tell them that if they ask me.

My mum knows I am incontinent because I always have been and she knows that I use nappies and pullups now because she has seen them in my room but we don't talk about it.

Quesadilla said:

Whoa, that's a crazy close call. Good you were on that as quickly as you were. I can't even imagine having someone post ABDL related things on my vanilla life pages. That'd be scary for sure.


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That group actually changed from Closed to Public recently, which I didn't know about until today. IDK how public groups actually work, but I posted a review of Bambino Bellisimos to it, but took it down almost immediately because I think posts like that can get pushed to your friends' feed. It was up for awhile, though, and I'm afraid I might've outed myself anyways.

Braves26 said:

That group actually changed from Closed to Public recently, which I didn't know about until today. IDK how public groups actually work, but I posted a review of Bambino Bellisimos to it, but took it down almost immediately because I think posts like that can get pushed to your friends' feed. It was up for awhile, though, and I'm afraid I might've outed myself anyways.

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Oh man, that sucks. Yeah, I sometimes see my friends' posts in public groups they're part of, so it's a possibility that you've been outed. But on the bright(?) side it could also just have been white noise (lol, because diapers) to other people mindlessly scrolling in their news feed


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Braves26 said:

That group actually changed from Closed to Public recently, which I didn't know about until today. IDK how public groups actually work, but I posted a review of Bambino Bellisimos to it, but took it down almost immediately because I think posts like that can get pushed to your friends' feed. It was up for awhile, though, and I'm afraid I might've outed myself anyways.

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To be honest, I think the group should've been private the whole time. But that's just my opinion.

Braves26 said:

Two times my parents found my diapers, but never confronted me about it. I was nervous the whole day, somewhat aggravated that they'd invaded my privacy, and felt stupid that I didn't have the foresight to think of a better hiding place than under my bed.

I did have another close call recently- I've added myself to a couple ABDL Facebook Groups and made a few friends from them (people who don't solely use Facebook for ABDL stuff and have their profile pic as a diapered crotch shot). One of them removed me, then added me again, and when he did, made a post on my wall asking me to chat, and if I'd send him one of my pictures of me in Goodnites that I'd posted to the group. Within 30 seconds I made him take it down, since everyone can see posts like that. He apologized, and we've still talked a few times since then. Fortunately, since it was up for such a short time and my friends list is rather small, I don't think anybody saw it.

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I never mix my regular social pages w/ my this. The cyber world scares me. At the same time I admire you for doing it. There's really no reason to feel like this is somthing that I can't talk to others about. Hopefully as time passes I'll change.

Fall of last year, I went thirty days 24/7 diapered... This was my first time going longer than a day or two. I am most definitely not "out". During the thirty days,nobody noticed... Well, one person did. I was at work. My work sometimes takes me on the road to neighboring communities, and I left my diaper bag at the office. At one of the places I go to, I know the people who work there, there is a woman I have known for several years. While I was working, she approached me and quietly said "Ummm.... I think your diaper is leaking". I was mortified. I wrapped my jacket around my waist and went to a nearby store to buy a pack of Depends pull-ups. I changed in a gas station restroom. Not a highlight.... I then had to go BACK to where I had been discovered and finish my work. Of course, she approached me and asked what was going on. I told her that I had a medical condition, and the diapers may or may not be permanent. I asked her to keep my secret. To the best of my knowledge, she has. I still see her there, once or twice a week. She's never mentioned it again, but I see her checking out my hip area, trying to figure out if I am wearing that day or not, but she's too respectful to ask.

Overall, it was stressful, but ended far better than I imagined. It helps a lot that she and I are friendly, and that she is a nice person. There are other people who work there which would have had a far less pleasant reaction if they had seen what she saw.

I take sensible precautions (onesies, getting ensuite bathrooms where possible, etc.) but anyone who's sharing living space with me usually deduces it sooner or later.