《Scenes from my life as an ABDL》Homework
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I was doing homework diapered tonight and I thought it would make sense share the story here, since this wattpad "book" is about my diapered experiences. I had just finished writing the previous log of this "book", when I decided to get up and go do homework, but I knew I had to change first. What's the point of doing homework diapered when your diaper has been soggy for so long that it has started getting cold and clammy, right? I took off the diaper in my room and wiped my diaper region down, and then had to decide what I wanted to wear for the homework time. I decided that my thinner diapers would be too thin, but I didn't want to waste an overnight diaper, so I settled on one of my thicker diapers. I laid the diaper out on my bed, laid down on it and then brought the front of my diaper up over my crotch. I taped the diaper snugly tight, and then decided on what to wear to feel the most comfortable during homework time. I decided that the most comfortable combination I could wear without getting distracted would be my snap crotch romper onesie and a skirt. I pulled the onesie on over my head like a shirt, then pulled the two bottom flaps together and connected the snaps. I then grabbed my matching color skirt and slid it on so that it covered my diaper region. I also decided to put on some music, get a glass of water, and fill my favorite sippy cup with some warm banana milk (my favorite). I started working on my project for marine biology first, since I figured it would be easiest. During the project, I started to feel the need to pee, but I didn't want to get distracted by pain in my bladder, so I just let go instead of holding it. I let myself enjoy the feeling of warmth spreading across my crotch before I continued my project. I eventually finished the first of three parts, and then decided to check and see what I still had to do, when I realized I had to ask my mother some questions for school. I took my computer into her room and tried my very best to hide the fact that I was wearing a wet diaper while I asked her the questions I needed to ask. I don't think she noticed because she didn't say anything about it. After that, I decided to write my essay. I continued to wet freely as I wrote, to the point that my butt started getting damp from the padding in the rear of my diaper being soaked. When I was almost done with my essay, I started getting cramps in my abdomen, and I realized I needed to poop. I was hoping that I wouldn't need to poop as I was doing homework, because I knew that a messy diaper would distract me a bit, but I can't really help it. When my bowels say to go, I gotta go. I lifted my padded butt off of the chair and pushed lightly. Almost instantly, poop started to fill my diaper. I knew this was going to be a big load since I had not pooped in two days. I continued pushing until nothing more came out. I could feel that my diaper was very full and heavy, and I thought it might leak if I sat down. I did kinda have to sit back down to continue my work, so I slowly lowered my rear back down to the chair. When my diaper made contact with the chair, I could feel my mess mashing up against my butt and crotch as I sat down on it. Thankfully for me though, it didn't leak or smell too bad. I finished up my essay and pulled out the last thing I needed to do tonight: one small project. I worked on it quickly, trying to get as much done before I needed to change, but my diaper started to smell shortly after I started, so I knew I needed to change within the next 10 minutes to avoid my mom catching me in a messy diaper, since she was awake now. I did manage to finish the project in about 8 minutes since it was relatively small, so I went to my bedroom to change. I slid down my skirt, struggled with undoing the snaps on my romper a little bit and then carefully laid down one of my changing mats on the floor; I knew that changing on the bed would be too risky. I laid down and carefully removed my diaper, and then stood up and began wiping my diaper region clean. Feeling the cold wipe felt refreshing as it cleaned up my mess. When the wipes were fully used, I put them on the diaper. When I had gotten myself fully clean, I taped the diaper upon itself to hold everything in and threw it into my diaper pail I have in my room. I saw that the pail was now full, so I made a mental note to change the bag in the pail after I was done changing my diaper. I laid a fresh diaper down on the changing mat and laid down on it, but before I taped it up, I shook some baby powder onto my crotch and butt. I then lifted the front of the diaper up over my crotch, taped it shut tight but not too tightly, redid the snaps on my romper and slid my skirt back on. I then grabbed the bag of used diapers from my diaper pail, brought it outside and threw it in the trash bin since I knew the trash would be taken out tomorrow (I take out the trash for the house so the chance of my mom finding out I still wear diapers that way is next to zero). I still made sure to hide it under some of the other trash bags though, just in case. I went back inside, sat down on my bed and noticed I needed to pee a little bit, because of all the liquid I drank during homework time. I decided to just wet myself because of how absorbent these overnight diapers are, but I also decided to wear plastic pants to bed tonight, just in case. I then picked up my phone and began writing this log in my freshly wet diaper! It wasn't that big of a wetting thankfully, the front is hardly wet. It doesn't even feel that damp, just warm honestly. It's such a small amount that it shouldn't cause a leak with my normal bedwetting amount, but then again if it does, I'm wearing plastic pants to catch all the extra pee. I hope you enjoyed this log! :)
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