Regardless of incontinence or not what was the closest call you had with someone finding out you wear diapers without telling them? For,me it was that I got caught before I told my parents about experiencing bladder problems. I ordered a shipment of diapers and was planning to intercept them but my mom had scheduled an eye doctor’s appointment for me without telling me until the day prior and they where delivered while I was not home and I was met with being interrogated.
I have been caught many times from being a very young child until very recently. First time with proper IC nappies was at age 11 at my foster parents. I was never very good at hiding them.
I don’t hide them anymore. I live in a shared house and everybody knows I wear nappies. You can’t really explain cases and cases of nappies being delivered regularly. I live in a group home for people with disabilities so this isn’t really a problem. The staff know. I even write a email to my house manager saying I need more pads so she sorts them out for me. I’m not IC but nobody has ever questioned me. Even if they new I wear for emotional security needs they wouldn’t have a problem.
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I got discovered by my mom when I was in college. I had come home for the weekend and when I got home, I started crying and couldn’t stop. I was having a psychotic break. This was 1970 and life was crashing down on so many of us males as Vietnam loomed in our future. When I went back to school my mom searched my bedroom, which was the upstairs/attic of our house. I think she was looking for drugs but what she found was my make shift diapers and gay porn. She suspected I was having a relationship with my best friend at college but she sure wasn’t looking for diapers.
She made an appointment for me at a big residential mental facility outside Princeton and I had to see a psychiatrist. There I had to talk about liking to wear diapers and liking boys. I was scared to death because this facility still did lobotomies as well as shock treatments. I also had a suicide card, his personal phone number. I didn’t want to talk about any of this and he would get angry with me, something I included in my story “Coffee Stop”.
After several weeks of this horror show I talked my mom out of sending me because I knew they couldn’t afford it and I sure as hell didn’t want to be there.
It was so incredibly weird sitting and waiting in the waiting room and looking into the faces of other kids my age, all of us feeling like we must be crazy. I acutely realized I was so outside the social norms liking diapers and some guys like my best friend.
As a side note, my boyfriend from all those years ago has written his memoirs and I will be on his literature review committee. I’m sure I play an important part in his story. One could think well no one will read this except that my past boyfriend is also a recipient of The Kennedy Center Award and a published author so you may be reading about me some day…haha. If I wrote a memoir it would have to be titled, “Dogboy Interrupted”.
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I’ve never been caught. My wife knew I would be wearing diapers before I bought the first one as I told her that was what I would be doing. So far as anyone else is concerned, nobody else knows; but, if they did find out I’m not so sure I’d feel as though I were caught. I’m now 75, lost my prostate to cancer, and live with an insulin pump. If anyone noticed my diaper and asked, I’d just give them those 3 facts and ask if they’re surprised I wear diapers. Understand, I wear strictly for fun; but, it’s nice to have a plan to fall back on. :(y):
For me to be discovered by anyone other than my dog, doctor or nurse practitioner I would have to add someone to the mix. The ultrasound technicians, urologist and interns that examined my boys to find out why one was so swollen didn’t bat an eye when they saw my diapers and I was wearing cloth with plastic pants. By the way, they’re back to normal with one being the size of a hay seed and the other being just a little fella. Stay padded or you won’t have anything to be caught wearing.
plenty of times, too many to count or remember.
same as @Aby had been caught a lot of times.
Lots of times one can’t even real tell if they have been caught or not, the subject of an adult wearing diapers tends to be taboo for open discussion in public, in most situations if someone notices that an adult is wearing a diaper, the observer will remain quiet, this is called being polite in most situations. Other times people are just blind to what’s in plain sight.
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exactly
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I’m been a DL since childhood and kept it hidden most of my life. This year my wife found out and although somewhat accepting she doesn’t want to see me wearing or want me to wear around her so I just do a I’ve always done and just worn around the house when I’m alone. About 2 months ago however I was at home and a friend who I hadn’t heard from in a while thought he’d call over to see me unannounced as he was in the area. I invited him in but I was wearing a nappy under my joggers. I tried my best to hide it whilst we chatted and don’t think he noticed. I didn’t want to risk going upstairs to change, firstly as I was eating quite a thick nappy I thought it would be obvious and secondly I tried to keep movement to a minimum so he didn’t hear the rustling. Thankfully after a coffee and a chat he left and nothing was said so I think I got away with it! I really nervous and paranoid the whole time though
You poor dear! You sound just like what happened to me!!! I was having private time when someone came banging on the door to give back my goat, but they didn’t (stupid) have it with them! They asked me to follow them up some unforsaken curvy road to places only the GODS knew about, and them. I said, “One moment, PLEASE…HOLD ON…” as I ripped-off quickly my diaper(Thinking in my mind I hadn’t finished pissing, for GOD"S SAKE(!) in my diaper which I was so happy wearing in my hidden world). I stashed it in the end table that was shaped like an octagon. Then I yelled again, “One moment!” as I tried to get dressed properly and “Shake-out-of-it” and drive to their unforsaken place to get my pygmy goat. GOD! I still to this day don’t know where that diaper went! I blanked-out on what I did with it!!! Since it was never found..I guess I dealt with it in panic-mode! For the next few months, I had her (My goat) in my flat until I found someone to have her. It makes me sick because they could have eaten her for all I knew, long story. Sure could use an American Estate Lawyer, please? I own a million+ Estate w/ a sibling.
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Jesus. This story was a Rollercoaster from start to end 
I lost it when I heard about the goat and had to finish reading it.
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Spit my coffee out from laughing!!!
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Maybe the goat ate the missing diaper?
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Ooof, well now for the worst moment of my life. . . So diapers, explicitly, have not been brought up, but it’s kinda the situation where you know that they know, but it’s not talked about. So, background setting: I made a life decision to move back in with my parents because of mental health issues that turned out to be bipolar disorder ( I get a little crazy sometimes). Well, I had a bad time with depression and did something that is a BIG “no no”–I mixed alcohol with benzo’s. Apparently that night, the first time I have ever blacked out, I was on the floor in my parent’s bathroom and bad things happened. I actually don’t know all the details and I don’t know that I care to. I do know that I was dragged from there to the couch in the living room and that the television, along with other things, were removed because I apparently go a little confrontational and they were afraid I’d break something in my stupor.
There is no conceivable way that me being in a diaper went unnoticed that night.
Side note: never mix medication with alcohol!!!
When I was 15, I was going through a bit of a binge phase. I had a ton of drugstore diapers in my closet, and I wasn’t being sanitary at all when it came to the disposal thereof (I had been using for both 1&2). I just just kinda balling them up, putting them in a single grocery bag, and leaving them on the floor of my closet behind my hamper. Thank god we had hardwood, because 
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Anyway, my brother had just gotten back from a mormon mission (2 years), and as I had gone through his stuff a few times while he was gone, he felt jusitifed in going through my stuff to try and find a shirt he was convinced I stole. So of course, what did he find but my half used pack of diapers and all the used ones as well.
When he came to pick me up from school, we had a *very awkward conversation *and I was convinced I was going to die on the spot. He just said that I should throw out my used ones and left it at that. And we haven’t talked about it since
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I hope she didn’t, It’s to this day a total wonder!!! but I was always wondering after all of it why they didn’t not only knock on the darn door but say, “Here’s you’re goat!”. By the way, when I finally followed them to their sky house that was like Everest and got Rageine, she had 2 big ticks on her, and she wasn’t happy at all, her teets were swollen and she swung her head to me when I tried to figure what was wrong. Breaks my heart, cause I couldn’t keep her in my apartment, …long idiotic story…unless you are a lawyer! Then you would be making money. I need to sell a property! Waaaa!
I understand what you said. Be careful, choose when to wear, and most importantly wear with other wearers of the lovely and most wonderful diapers ever! Find a good (Actually, I wish we had an ABDL roommate site here) person that meets your lifestyle and for GOD’s SAKE: Get them as a roommate because life is really too short. Speaking of that, I need an AB/DL roommate, too! No more Mind-f’s! Free yourself and find someone like-minded. NEVER feel bad about yourself. Diapers are way great and fun for our personalities. Please don’t hash-it-out about any bad thoughts. Do what you want, like it and be happy. Just please don’t hurt yourself or anyone else, and your always doing the right thing!! Luv-ya!
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