Furries and Diapers
You close all your blinds and take a quick look at the door - ensuring yourself it's closed. You get into position; slightly bent over, tail lifted slightly, hands on thighs as you lean on them, and relax your bladder and contract your abdominal muscles just a bit.
It takes a while to get going, bot you know you have time. Last night, you overheard your parents speaking about how your dad's going to a summer-retreat and your mother is going to spend most of the day working a full-time job and running errands. You aren't worried too much about your mother, since every weekend she goes to a group thing to hang out with other mothers and she is an extrovert in every way, so she loves her weekly routine.
It takes a while, but you manage to get a trickle, then a steady stream. You sigh in relief and happiness as you feel the diaper soak up all you have to offer.
Now before you continue, this as crucial to the shape of the story; Are you an adult baby? Or do you just like diapers?
It takes a while to get going, bot you know you have time. Last night, you overheard your parents speaking about how your dad's going to a summer-retreat and your mother is going to spend most of the day working a full-time job and running errands. You aren't worried too much about your mother, since every weekend she goes to a group thing to hang out with other mothers and she is an extrovert in every way, so she loves her weekly routine.
It takes a while, but you manage to get a trickle, then a steady stream. You sigh in relief and happiness as you feel the diaper soak up all you have to offer.
Now before you continue, this as crucial to the shape of the story; Are you an adult baby? Or do you just like diapers?