Diapered Sarah

1.
Sarah sat in the bay window overlooking the city in which she lived. The sound of this petite woman furiously sucking a pacifier was filling her small apartment. She was nervous.
Fuck, she thought. 22 and never been on a date, and now she only had an hour or so to prepare for her first. She shifted around on the small ledge on which she was perched. She couldn't wear this new brand out. Tugging at the large white diaper around her waist. It was far too itchy and thick for the heat. What would her date think if she constantly itches and fidgets. He would think I was in a constant need of a change she thought. She removed the pacifier from her mouth and stood to her full length, admired her current, most definitely not date ready appearance. She only had on her a (very large) diaper, and a small green t-shirt which was stained with coffee and butter. Her auburn hair sat in a bed attacked mess, half atop her head and the other hanging on her shoulders. Checking the clock in the kitchen area she hurried off to her bedroom. Only forty five minutes until she would have catch the bus to meet her mystery man.

Since it was quite clean she ripped of her current diaper and flung it toward the bin. Opened her diaper draw and surveyed the four or five brands she had laid out. Picking one that wasn't too thick for this summer heat but was sufficiently padded enough to hold anything in the event her date didn't change her when needed. She was certain he would. She had decided she would begin how she intended to go on and that meant her man changing her when he was around. But she understood if he did not want to on a first date. After all he was a pretty much complete stranger.

She had met through cuties weekly, the local diapered periodical that she had delivered. She didn't mind being changed by strangers, in fact a very nice old man on the bus returning from work the other week had noticed she was a little smelly and asked her if she wanted to be changed. Some did not like such an intrusion, but she had seen the man was just being kind. He sometimes travelled with a boy around her age, his son or grandson. He was a cutie like her to. She had always seen him in a diaper, so she knew the old man would change her well.

Sarah took the diaper she had selected and a large towel to her bathroom. Returning about ten minutes later with hair dripping and nothing but the diaper on. Selecting a beautiful summer dress, that bunched at the back so her diaper would be on display and a pair of pink plastic panties she laid them upon the bed and begun drying and brushing her hair. Once dry and dressed she chose her most comfortable pink pair of flats, for she had many, and rushed out her bedroom to check the time.

Only half past. She did a silly little dance to celebrate, for she rarely ran on time and was almost ready with twenty minutes to spare. Applying what little make-up she planned to wear she wondered what her date would be like. His ad in the personals had put him as six feet tall, dark hair, twenty nine years old and a non diaper wearer, but he was looking for a cutie. Beyond that there was very little, no hobbies, no deeper description. She had chosen to reply to the ad as he lived close enough and she had not seen another ad in her area of the city. It really was a mystery date. It didn't help Sarah's nerves, but she was happy to try it. She didn't have much luck going out to meet men, so having a date set up so easily and quickly suited her just fine.
Plus the restaurant he said he planned to take her to after the film was, she had heard, simply amazing and very posh, their changing rooms had fleece on the mats and a selection of high quality diapers. She wondered to herself that, if the restaurant had diapers, would she need to take one. But the cinema changing rooms definitely wouldn't have a stack of diapers so she had better take a spare, the film was a long one she concluded. Maybe he would bring one, that would be considerate she thought, and it would earn him brownie points straight away.

Taking up her bag and keys, rushing back to the bedroom to shove a spare diaper in her bag she was out the door and towards to bus stop with a full ten minutes to spare. She really was rarely this prompt, and this in itself made her smile let alone that the brand of diaper she had chosen seemed to be thicker than she first evaluated and her bum looked great sticking out the dress. She had caught her reflection in a few shop mirrors on her way to the bus stop and she looked like a class A cutie.

Waiting outside the cinema she was early but she still peered around expectantly. On the look out for her mystery man who would meet her in from of this very film poster at six sharp. He would text her if he couldn't find her. She had her phone tightly gripped in her hand expecting the text as there seemed to be many obvious cuites mulling around outside the cinema. Some in frilly dresses and jumpsuits and some in just diapers, for it was a very hot summers day.

But at six pm sharp a tall man in a sharp suit walked directly up to her. Smiled, and introduced himself. “Hi, i’m Tom and I am really hoping your Sarah?” He extended his hand. She took it and smiled nervously. He was a lot more handsome than she had expected him to be, a mature chiselled face sat upon broad defined shoulders. His dark hair swept back with just a small bit hanging down in front of his face. Sarah was instantly smitten and when she replied, her voice cracked. She immediately cleared her throat, and much to her dismay she let out an unrefined grunt and then just stared nervously. Tom only smiled and after just a moment, but one that felt like an eternity he indicated to the coffee shop sat in the cinema foyer and suggested coffee and a chat before the film. She smiled and nodded and just as they set off he extended an arm for her that she gladly accepted. This was just the chivalry she had hoped he would have. Walking into the cinemas coffee shop she could see just how much taller than her he was. Her head just about came above his shoulder. Just. He must be taller than just six foot she thought, but she liked his height, she liked a lot about his appearance and had high hopes for a talk across coffee. She could feel her nerves calming.

She sat at a table in the coffee shop while tom ordered their coffee and when he returned they began chatting. The usual date stuff, Sarah had an idea of what to expect from pop culture references, but had very little experience of talking to potential suitors. She learnt he was a surveyor at a very respectable company and he was intrigued by Sarah's work in animal care, she was very pleased to hear he had a pet dog. Indeed the date she thought was going swimmingly and soon the conversation turned to cuties weekly, the magazine she had seen his ad in and how long they had both read it. She questioned if he ordered it because he dabbled in being a cutie or just like them and he confessed that his last serious girlfriend had been a cutie, and he had so loved the closeness of dating one.

Changing someone he said was the most intimate act next to sex and should be seen not just as cleaning up a mess, but helping a friend or family member in need. This really made Sarah smile. She loved to be changed and to have someone close who liked to change her would be heaven. For too long since moving away from her home town she had changed herself. Tom asked about her favourite brand of diapers and she confessed to being a bit of a diaper whore, who has lots of types, absorbency and sizes. He said he liked the sounds of her collection.

She told him how she loved to be changed and he smiled and replied “at least we know where we both stand on that tonight” and she nodded enthusiastically. Adding “oh yes, I do hope you will change me if needed tonight.” she playfully smiled “or I am sure someone will.”
They talked until Toms watch beeped and he informed her that was a ten minute warning for the movie so they left their empty coffee cups and ascended the stairs to the theatre.

The movie, she thought, was very good. A moving emotional piece, she had looked at Toms face at key points throughout to see his reaction and to her pleasure the facial expressions were all correct. At one point he had caught her and smiled, and when she smiled back he obviously took that as a sign to check her diaper and leaned across then poked a finger in the side, but alas at the point she was dry and clean.

As the credits rolled and everyone began to leave Sarah noticed she had grown very hungry and was looking forward to dinner at the restaurant. Tom remarked how the food was simply exquisite when she asked of what restaurant they were headed and it made her stomach rumble something ferocious. Walking down the steps into the foyer Tom stopped and with him so did Sarah. He turned and asked “do you need changing yet?” and Sarah coyly shook her head for no, but she really didn't know. She had had lots of coffee that day and rarely took notice of when she was filling her diaper, with the one she had on being very absorbent and good at masking the moisture. Luckily Tom knew better than to take a cuties word on them being dry. He pulled her close and placed two fingers down the front of her diaper. “Your soaked” he remarked with a coy smile, loud enough to make her blush. He took her hand and lead her to the cinemas changing rooms next to the toilets.

Once inside the spacious cubicles he pulled the shelf down and patted the top. Sarah took this indication, smiled and jumped up,  instinctively lying down with her legs bent in the usual changing position. He leant over her and asked “do you have a spare diaper on you my dear or should I go get one from the machine.” She had already began sucking her thumb and simply pointed at her handbag on the floor and Tom lifted it to her reach. Out of it she pulled the spare diaper and some wipes, and a small bottle of cream and laid them all on the table between her legs and smiled through her thumb at tom. “your dress is very pretty and allows for a very easy diaper change” Tom remarked. Her dress indeed was so short and held up with wire in places it didn't even need to be pulled up for him to access and remove her wet diaper.

“It isn't too wet” Tom said as he put it in the little chute marked dirty diapers behind him, “but better get you clean before dinner eh, that way you will be comfortable.”
Sarah nodded, and continued sucking her thumb, staring at the cartoons and animals painted on the ceiling for her pleasure. It was very hard not for her to fall asleep in this situation, and she let out a large involuntary yawn. “sleepy girl” Tom said quietly as he pulled her legs further apart and gently wiped away the wet. He applied the cream in good amounts and slipped her new diaper on with professional ease that impressed even her, a seasoned diaper user. Finally he tightened the tapes as far as they could go so the diaper was snugly tight. Just the way I like it, Sarah thought.

They walked arm in arm and chatted about this and that on the way to the restaurant. Once there they were quickly seated in a golden gilded room with many tables and people sitting, talking and eating. The waiters whizzed back and forth always with their heads held high with a sense of entitlement. It really is a posh place thought Sarah, and the idea of going Dutch on the bill crossed her mind and how she would be doing late shifts at the animal shelter for years to cover it. After perusing the menu and chatting about wine, a conversation that Sarah had little real knowledge in but smiled to herself on the inside for winging it so well. Tom had selected the wine and a female waitress approached and took the drinks order promptly. As she was walking away sarah noticed a familiar bulge about her mid region that showed she was a cutie.

The evening was progressing wonderfully and Tom was chatting about his love of tennis, another subject Sarah had little knowledge but was happy to be interested in. Tom talked with such authority on subjects Sarah could not help but be taken in by most what of what he said, and for a while she had just stared like a schoolgirl, lost in Toms eyes and chiselled chin moving with his speech. She hadn't even noticed the waitress arriving with their desserts.

It was part way through the desert Sarah felt a familiar cramping in her stomach and the full force of all the coffee she had drunk hit her. She ignored it the best she could as they chatted and ate, but before long it was simply too much for her to hold, and without effort she filled her diaper. It was so normal that in a more active setting she may of not even noticed. Everyone around her certainly did not and she would have had to of made a lot more noise to draw attention and even that would just be a glance a best. But tonight sat at this table eating she could feel it and was in dire need of a change, but she did not want to stop Tom in the middle of desert.

Just as they both were finishing Tom was beginning to suggest they go to the bar for a few drinks. Sarah tried her darnedest to signal in some way to Tom of her discomfort and after the odd, odd grimace and a bit of shifting on the chair he got the hint and stood smiling and checked her. He pulled her arm and she rose and felt she was in good hands and he escorted her to the grand wood doors at the side of the room marked toilets and change rooms.  The change rooms in the place were just as posh and polished as she had heard. She gawped in amazement as they entered. The room was bigger than her apartment and had an attendant stood near a stack of high grade diapers and creams and powders of brands she couldn't even think of buying on regular occasions. Three Wooden cubicles where to the side and Sarah walked into the nearest as Tom gathered to required supplies from the assistant. The assistant partook in small talk as Tom tipped him and followed into the cubicle.

Inside the cubicles were amazing and Sarah was very pleased to find the shaggy fleece shelves for her to lie on, a sink and a chute all clad in gold. On the ceiling above the change shelf Sarah watched a mobile move and swing above her, on it looked to be diamonds and gems and with this intricate piece moving above and the warmth of the shag underneath Sarah couldn't help but fall asleep. Tom did not rush with the change and Sarah drifted into a deep nap. Awoken by a soft kiss to the forehead by Tom. He smiled and pulled at her underarms pulling her up and into a seated position without effort. The wine had made her light headed and tired and she yawned loudly. Tom smiled and said “shall we get you back home safely sleepy girl” Sarah nodded and rubbed her eyes. Tom was being the perfect gentleman. They waited in the late night air embraced but not to close, the evening was still warm and Tom had his jacket draped over on shoulder. The taxi ride back to Sarah's modest apartment was spent silent, both people knew a wonderful evening was drawing to a close, and it was as if neither wanted to ruin it with further speech.

Outside her building they both stared at each other, smitten, in the moonlight. “This has been an absolutely amazing evening” Tom said slowly. Sarah just smiled and nodded, all evening she had not said much, content with instead watching and listening to Tom. “Me too, you will call soon” Sarah said hopeful, Tom smiled and nodded and with that they kissed. Back in her apartment alone, Sarah sat glowing after the evening, thinking of perfect the evening had been and daydreaming about potential future evenings. The date had fulfilled everything she expected of it. Everything she could want from a first. That night she drifted to sleep content in the diaper Tom had put on. Tipsy and full of hope for having someone to change her all the time in the future.

2.
Sarah sat at the reception desk. She enjoyed days on reception to working with the animals as all she really had to do was sit and take a few calls, make a few appointments and stare at the wall. The day had began just like any other and the diaper she had chosen was very small and thin. She had chose so she could wear her suit trousers without too much bulging. But she was beginning to regret her diaper decision.

She had messed her diaper in a large way, even though she didn't notice doing it she could definitely feel a lot of it in there squishing around. It was only ten minutes until the end of her day and only ten minutes until she could change herself. But her body didn't want to wait ten minutes and she released once again into the already filled diaper.

It wasn't too bad she thought, the plastic panties would contain any leakage and only a few minutes until I can change. She could feel the large very liquid mess in her filled to capacity diaper, and she thought, well better that its out now,  then just after I change into a clean one.

The clock struck four and she began the usual close up of the front of the shelter. Once done she grabbed her bag from the crew room and slipped into the toilets. She had put a nice large thick diaper in her bag for the end of the work day. Or at least she thought she did. Frantically searching through her handbag she could find no trace of the diaper she had packed. Oh god, she thought. I cannot go all the way home in this thing. Her current diaper was so very full and when she pulled her trousers down to survey it in the mirror she could see it was about 3 times its original size and browning from the mess inside being pushed around the filled to capacity diaper. Kudos for this brand she thought, they really weren't the kind she had chose for capacity and they had lasted up well against one hell of a mighty mess. But how longer they would last was another thing. Sarah would need to find a clean diaper fast.

Without putting her trousers back on she waddled out the crew toilets past the kennels and towards Richard, her bosses office. Knocking on the door she was glad to find him still working and she poked her head in. “Uhh, Richard” she started. “A bit of a problem. It seems I forgot a spare today and the one I have on isn't going to last. Is there by chance any of mine in the safe still.”

Richard grinned the kind of coy grin that said he was stifling laughter at his friend in need and bent towards the grey safe in the corner of the room. After a moment of shifting things around he returned to his upright position and with a sorrowful look said “sorry sweetie, looks like you used them all. It can be that bad can it?” With this she moved her entire body into view and he could see her filled diaper. “Wow”, he exclaimed “what have you been eating girl”. Sarah blushed.

“Well your just gonna have to waddle on home, or to a store” he finally said after they had spent a few minutes staring at one another. Her at him waiting for a solution and him at her very filled diaper. She turned and huffed “see you tomorrow then”. She walked back past the kennels. The dogs in each ceasing their barking to get their noses pressed against the bars. “Oh don't you start” she mumbled to them as she passed.


Standing outside she had decided not to put her trousers back on, as trying to squeeze them back over the filled diaper would be hard, and she feared splitting them, or the diaper.
She had two choices as she saw it. She could waddle to the shop, a good walk away. Or she could wait the couple of minutes for the bus, which drops her pretty much right outside her building.

She decided she would limit walking and wait for the bus. This evening was warm like most had been that month and she could feel the sweat gather and drip down her legs. She waited for the bus, and its due time came and past. Typical she thought, the one day she needed it to be on time. Minutes passed and the thought of another messing came into her mind. She was obviously ill she thought, and if she let loose again the diaper really would not hold up. Ten more minutes passed and she finally caught sight of the 27 bus she always caught home, perfect timings as well, as her stomach was ominously painful.

All Sarah had to do was make it the five minutes to her stop and she could be done with it all. But it was just as her stop was coming into sight and just as she could see her apartment building, her bowels let loose for the third time that day. This time so violently she couldn't help but cross her legs over and grimace. After she was sure it had stopped she looked down expecting to find the worst, but the plastic pants, now tight around the diaper was doing its job perfectly at containing what little was leaking out of it. No one on the bus paid any attention to Sarah as she grimaced and her already full diaper spluttered and bulged further, it was a sight which was fairly normal. The only person on the bus who looked at Sarah was a little old lady, who only really looked with a concerned face. The old lady had mouthed “you ok?” to Sarah when she had finished grimacing and Sarah simply smiled to reassure her.

Sarah pressed the button and waddled off the bus even slower than she had boarded. The walk to her apartment was slow, and without haste. She could feel the weight pulling down on her diaper, the brand of which she knew didn't have good tapes, and even though they had proved their worth capacity wise, she was growing concerned with how the tapes were stretching.

Once into her apartment she was straight into the bathroom and into the shower cubicle. The diaper made a great slosh as she untapped it and allowed it to fall. Washing of what had stuck she had little care for the soggy mess at her feet. She knew it was too saturated to take any more water and definitely wouldn't go down the drain. Once clean she scooped up the soggy diaper in a diaper bag and shoved it into her garbage chute. She chose a very large and thick diaper for that night, so as to avoid any further mishaps, and resigned to take a good stack of thick diapers to work for an emergency. Funnily that night she did not mess her diaper again, even once, and the next morning her poorly tummy was all the better. She set off to work that day with a big stack of diapers, just in case.