It's time to get ready for my day and you watch as I walk into view, naked and frustrated. I plop down on the couch with clothes and diapers in hand. I talk to you as I start to put on diaper number one. I vent about how I don't have control over my faculties and it's even worse that I don't feel it when it happens. I continue onto diaper number 2, sighing in annoyance. Unfortunately, my work doesn't really let me go to the bathroom, so I'm stuck sitting all day. I tend to "go" multiple times during the day and so I need a lot of protection. Time for diaper number three. Then, not to mentio...

It's time to get ready for my day and you watch as I walk into view, naked and frustrated. I plop down on the couch with clothes and diapers in hand. I talk to you as I start to put on diaper number one. I vent about how I don't have control over my faculties and it's even worse that I don't feel it when it happens. I continue onto diaper number 2, sighing in annoyance. Unfortunately, my work doesn't really let me go to the bathroom, so I'm stuck sitting all day. I tend to "go" multiple times during the day and so I need a lot of protection. Time for diaper number three. Then, not to mention, that I still have to run errands after I finish my work day. Finally, I put on diaper number four complaining about how crinkly they are that that everyone will hear it! I just KNOW they can hear it! I then start to dress over the four diapers, trying to hide them, with a pair of jean shorts. I pat my very padded butt and ask if it's noticeable. You try to reassure me, but I'm still embarrassed that everyone knows! Well, I guess it's time to leave to do my day. Here I go, 4 diapers in and trying to hide it!