Two weeks ago I had spent the day with a friend in a. town only about 40 miles from my own. I was diapered but not using, to avoid changing and blowing my cover with them. It wasn't until about an hour or so before I left that I began wetting...planning on changing at the rest area I'd be passing on the way home.
Fast forward. It's about 12:30am when I stop. I see a youngish guy coming out. So I figure the coast is clear and go in, claim the last stall and proceed changing. I was the only one in there.
The door opens. A guy comes in and is moving real slowly, lingering in front of the sink. Next thing I know...HE IS PEAKING IN THROUGH THE CRACKS OF THE STALL DOOR! We made eye contact, it wasnt the guy I saw a moment ago. I was like "OMFG" and kind of moved aside. He then moved across the door and was peering in the other crack. I was terrified. Like seriously in fear. I was between diapers so I just pulled my pants up and froze. I could see his feet still standing there. At one point the door of the stall gently moved, I think he attempted to see if it was locked. This went on for a few minutes, him trying to see and lingering. He even went into the next stall and faced me, I could tell by his feet pointing into my stall.
I can't physically fight and had no weapons except for my car key which I had sticking out of my knuckle in the event. I didn't know what this guy wanted, if he had a gun or knife, if he was all f****d up on something...I just didn't know and thats why I just froze. I envisioned myself kicking the stall door at him and bolting, leaving all my supplies in there and fleeing.
He ended up leaving. I waited after I heard the door for like 5min and then flew to my car without a diaper.
Needless to say,
Scariest. Change. Ever.