Brooke I woke up in a puddle. It wasn’t the first nor would it be the last. Those damn flowers were shockingly effective; the vase full of them on my nightstand sure solidified my need for my diapers. My incontinence had started off as a tingly feeling down there before even that went away, replaced by me feeling nothing whatsoever. Yesterday, I sat on the toilet for a little while after Jenna had gone to sleep. I had tried to hold it as hard as I could but I was unable to even slow the flow as my urine trickled into the toilet. It was almost as if I had forgotten how to use my muscles down there. I reached down and felt around my hips. More wetness. It was quite obvious that I leaked. After just a week and some change, I couldn’t imagine going to bed without a diaper on. There was something just so intimate about giving your bladder control to something so soft and comforting. I couldn’t place my finger on why it felt so tantalizing and exciting. Even if I was able to regain my ...
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