Wuggle
Est. Contributor
- Messages
- 269
- Role
- Adult Baby
- Diaper Lover
- Little
- Incontinent
I’ve only had one instance in which I may have been caught due to actual diaper exposure, but I’m not certain. I told my mom before she’d ever seen me in one that I had to wear them for IC, and she just said “okay, I won’t tell anyone”, so there was nothing to catch.
My dad caught me because I’d spent the week at his house looking after his chickens while he was away, and had bought some goodnites at the grocery store whilst there. I had hidden the evidence of the wet diapers and packaging, but had somehow carelessly left the receipt lying around, which he found. He commented on it the next time I visited, and I very calmly (opposite to what I was feeling!) told him they were for IBS. He said okay, and asked if I was wearing one now. I was, and said yes. He just nodded, and we haven’t discussed it since.
I was found out by my sister about a week ago. I was spending the night with her and the family she lives with, which includes a three-year-old and an infant, so there are diapers lying around everywhere. I was in the shower, and had my goodnite on the bathroom counter. My sister came in because she needed to grab supplies for the babies, she saw my goodnite on the counter and took it, thinking it belonged to the toddler. I had to tell her, “that one’s mine”. She looked at everything in her hands and asked, “the yellow toothbrush?” I reached out, naked and still soapy, and pointed at the goodnite. She barely even paused as she said, “oh” in a slightly surprised tone of voice, but she put it back on the counter and left, and neither of us have spoken about it since.
There’s one instance in which I can’t be sure if I was caught actually wearing or not. This was the same period during which I was looking after my dad’s chickens. They live in his back yard, which is small and suburban with high fences and a lot of vegetable patches and undergrowth. Because it was so closed off, I would often go outside in just a shirt and diaper, since that was how I preferred spending my time indoors, with the house to myself. One day I was chasing a stubborn chicken round and round the garden through the plants, shrubs, vines and dirt, trying to catch it to put it back in its coop. As usual I was in just my shirt and diaper, and I guess I was yelling at it louder than I thought. My dad’s neighbour, who had been tasked with checking up on me periodically and generally being available if I needed help, heard me, and I suddenly heard his voice from over the fence behind me asking if I needed help. He was looking right over the fence at me. I was standing in a patch of shrubs and tall grass, and edged quickly behind some thick grape vines and said, no I was fine and didn’t need help. I can’t be positive that he saw my diaper because of the undergrowth, but I wasn’t wearing pants, and he caught me unawares, so I have no idea what he saw. He never said anything, and my dad hasn’t said anything to make me think the two of them have discussed the matter.
My dad caught me because I’d spent the week at his house looking after his chickens while he was away, and had bought some goodnites at the grocery store whilst there. I had hidden the evidence of the wet diapers and packaging, but had somehow carelessly left the receipt lying around, which he found. He commented on it the next time I visited, and I very calmly (opposite to what I was feeling!) told him they were for IBS. He said okay, and asked if I was wearing one now. I was, and said yes. He just nodded, and we haven’t discussed it since.
I was found out by my sister about a week ago. I was spending the night with her and the family she lives with, which includes a three-year-old and an infant, so there are diapers lying around everywhere. I was in the shower, and had my goodnite on the bathroom counter. My sister came in because she needed to grab supplies for the babies, she saw my goodnite on the counter and took it, thinking it belonged to the toddler. I had to tell her, “that one’s mine”. She looked at everything in her hands and asked, “the yellow toothbrush?” I reached out, naked and still soapy, and pointed at the goodnite. She barely even paused as she said, “oh” in a slightly surprised tone of voice, but she put it back on the counter and left, and neither of us have spoken about it since.
There’s one instance in which I can’t be sure if I was caught actually wearing or not. This was the same period during which I was looking after my dad’s chickens. They live in his back yard, which is small and suburban with high fences and a lot of vegetable patches and undergrowth. Because it was so closed off, I would often go outside in just a shirt and diaper, since that was how I preferred spending my time indoors, with the house to myself. One day I was chasing a stubborn chicken round and round the garden through the plants, shrubs, vines and dirt, trying to catch it to put it back in its coop. As usual I was in just my shirt and diaper, and I guess I was yelling at it louder than I thought. My dad’s neighbour, who had been tasked with checking up on me periodically and generally being available if I needed help, heard me, and I suddenly heard his voice from over the fence behind me asking if I needed help. He was looking right over the fence at me. I was standing in a patch of shrubs and tall grass, and edged quickly behind some thick grape vines and said, no I was fine and didn’t need help. I can’t be positive that he saw my diaper because of the undergrowth, but I wasn’t wearing pants, and he caught me unawares, so I have no idea what he saw. He never said anything, and my dad hasn’t said anything to make me think the two of them have discussed the matter.
