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TITLE: The Diaper Doctor
Description: Aloha to all ABs, TBs, BBs, DLs, Wetters, and Poopers worldwide! I
am sure by now many of you know me (or at least have known of me)
from many other groups all over the net for the past several years.
I am a multi-degreed, multi-lingual, accredited and recognized
Traditional Healer trained by 11 different Kumu
["source/teacher/seer/shaman"] in four different millenia-old
healing traditions from Africa, Asia, Polynesia and the Americas.
But I am still just as human as anyone else.
A couple months after
injuring my back, I started wetting my pants and my bed! Then I
started POOPING myself too!! Insatiably curious about everything in
the world from the moment of my birth (and an ex-research librarian),
now I have done years of research on COPROPHILIA, MYSOPHILIA,
UROPHILIA, incontinence, infantilism, anaclitism, autonepiophilia,
B&D, D&S, and any & all other related paraphilias and fetishes.
I do not even attempt at all to hide my need for - nor my real
enjoyment of - wearing and using diapers [...& for ALL who are afraid
to be open about it - I have NEVER gotten even ONE negative reaction
from ANYONE at ANYTIME or ANYWHERE!]. While on a beach with 200+
naked hippies (including my date), only I wore anything - just my
diaper! I've gone to the store with an ex-Paris-model - who was
wearing only a diaper and her short t-shirt [Sure, everyone LOOKED,
some SMILED a little, but NO-ONE SAID ANYTHING!]. I've even gone to a
local bar with a beautiful girl - both of us obviously diapered and
wearing pacifiers - & we told everyone we were there to
promote "Recreational Diaperism", checked each other for wetness,
and had them serve all our drinks in our baby-bottles! Everyone else
there had as much FUN as we did! And not only were there ABsolutely
NO negative reactions - I came home with the phone numbers of three
MORE pretty girls that I met there that night (including the singer!!)
Three months ago 2 gorgeous girls came up from the beach & knocked
at my door at 3am to tell me my beachfire was lit (as if it had
spontaneously combusted!), and caught me in just my diapers (I think
they saw me from the beach since I never draw my curtains)... and by
dawn, encouraged by adventure, excitement, and a few martinis, THEY
were both wearing diapers out in the sunny yard too!
Then last week a neighbor I'd just met came over with his stunning young (22) girlfriend. I told them all about myself, served their drinks in babybottles, and when she went to the bathroom - I handed a diaper in behind her. She CAME OUT in only the diaper & her t-shirt and MODELED it for us, and then she told me about wetting the bed a few months ago when she went to sleep one night really drunk, & her boyfriend had woken up pissed off - & pissed ON! When they left I said she should try USING her diaper - and she said gleefully "I ALREADY PEED IN IT!" I gave her a huge long hug and asked "Did it feel GOOD?" She smiled really brightly and - without even a blush - said "YES!" [I gave her two more fresh diapers (** "TO 'GO'" ;-b **), both diapers autographed on their backsides in bold red marker pen with a large heart, and "For N----, With Love, The Diaper Doctor!"]
How do I meet diaper-girls? I don't - I never have. I RELEASE them! How? I TELL THEM about ME and MY diapers! Try it sometime! COME OUT - LET YOUR DIAPER SHOW! [Do you think a hot girl is just going to walk up & say "Diapers turn me on - do you wear them by any chance?"] The result? I have diapered 3 girls and 3 guys (ALL first-timers), BEEN diapered by 3 OTHER girls and one guy, had my wet diaper CHANGED by 2 girls - but never got to CHANGE anyone else's wet and/or poopy diaper... YET!!, ...and while IN diapers I have made love with with still ANOTHER 4 girls! (And I am NOT some young, buff and handsome high school football player!) Now I ALWAYS wear a diaper pin on my outside clothes - who else would know what it meant but another DL? - and it is far more easily "deniable" than a pacifier (though I often wear one of those too). [BTW, I saw a post on another group about pacifiers not being useful for quitting smoking - well MY smoking dropped by one-third, WITHOUT me even TRYING, as soon as I got mine!] I see NO reason whatsoever to feel ashamed of this - after all, I am also not ashamed of being nearsighted, and am very happy to "wear and use" my glasses. I mean as far as I am concerned it's like: "The sky is blue, people - get REAL! - and DEAL with it!".
There is such a vast combination of things that make up our response to wetting and pooping in our diapers or pants. The physical sensations involved in the universal truth of tension and release, whether relating to the Big Bang, attempting to delay an orgasm to increase it's intensity, or trying to hold our bladder or bowels against the inevitabe explosion, are all aspects of the same law of nature. To need to pee SO badly, fight for control, try to let just a little out... only to lose it and feel the unstoppable gush of hot piss as it floods over our bellies, finds it's way through the narrow wadis and crevices of our crotches to embrace our sensitive heinies, accompanied by the warm salty smell of the sea, is just truly and undeniably THRILLING beyond any RATIONAL understanding!
#2) [pun intended] Carry that over to the even MORE emotionally charged and physically intense feelings incurred in violating a rule as deeply socialized into our psyche as the one against having a bowel movement at a time and place and age "unacceptable" in our culture! The fullness and pressure keeps building in our rectums until it can no longer be ignored - or resisted. The strain of retaining it, followed by the crisis point of letting it go, maybe also the exertion of pushing it - perhaps even the tearing, burning pain of it stretching our anus... all suddenly RELEASED, as the poop seems to bloom mysteriously between the cheeks of our butts like a flower from nowhere! The fecund aroma wafts up to our noses, conspicuous irrefutable evidence of our "naughty" crime to anyone nearby. [How many times have YOU heard someone say "The only thing that feels (nearly?) as great as sex is a good shit!"?] That awareness, at least for ABs & DLs, of being "naughty" - but protected from "bad" or "evil" by our "babyness", and the victimless nature of our crime - likewise plays a major role in the allure of it. Everyone knows it's more fun to do something when it is forbidden!
Messy? Sure it is - LIFE IS MESSY! (Have you ever watched the greatest miracle of all - the birth of a baby? THAT is MESSY! But it's BEAUTIFUL too!) Would life be easier if all our bowel movements were firm and fully-formed? Yes, sure. Would it be more satisfying, more FUN? Maybe... but "De gustibus non disputandem est." [There's no sense arguing about personal tastes.] I best like a poop made up hard little boli [balls] that maintain their individual integrity even when sat on, and rattle around in my diaper like beach pebbles; or else a big stiff log of such a modeling-clay-like consistancy that it resists malleability and fills my crack, making my ass conform to IT!
But... right NOW my diaper is filled with a soft warm mush that squishes around my butt and crotch each time I shift position [and it stinks WONDERFULLY!]. Sure I'm foetid and filthy now - but the shower is there when I'm ready, and for the time being I delight in ALL the sensations and emotions concomitant with my present circumstance! As one clinical pediatric psychologist I know told me: "Anyone who doesn't understand how good it feels to pee and poop themselves needs to watch some BABIES' faces while THEY (the babies) are doing it!" Do lots of people clearly know this? If I can successfully upload the latest screensaver from PAMPERS[!] - titled "POO HAPPENS! SO WHAT!!" - you can see for yourself! It's really great.
[*squish* *squish* Pee-YEW!!! MMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmm!!!] I am happy to be able to share what I have learned these years with others, and answer if I can any questions that you may have; or refer you to groups, sites, documents, - even on-line counsellors if that's what you want. Just write me and ASK. Remember: Bashful babies are cute - but frightened, ashamed ones are not! I hope ALL members here will post about themselves, so we can all see & realize how alike - and different - we all are in our enjoyment of looking at, wearing, and/or using our diapers (or jeans, or panties, or....)! **WE ARE A RAINBOW!** [Although perhaps including a few "sprinkles", and even occasionally some "storms" in the depth of our bowels that can cause sudden, surprisingly massive "mudslides"!] Just ENJOY your life no matter WHAT it entails - our lives are all that matters, all that we have! If you are a pooper - then LOVE that! Aloha to all - & don't be afraid to write me about anything on your mind... or in your pants! I've always wanted to try EVERYTHING once... or maybe 10 or 20 times...! So it's 999 to 1 that WHATEVER you're thinking about, I've already been there... and done THAT, too!
**GOD LOVES YOU! * THINK HE MINDS IF YOU'RE POOPY? * HOW TRIVIAL!***
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