diaper dreams
Let me preface this by saying that I've been wearing diapers a lot lately. Like this past Thursday - my wife had to close that night, and I had to work that day, so I was diapered all day at work, and then came home and wore until shortly before she got home. There was a short break in between getting off work and getting home, because I stopped by B&N to visit her, and my diaper (3rd of the day, for Pete's sake!) was soaked past the point of leaking. So I took it off to visit her and to ride my bike home, and then put on a dry diaper when I got home.
Then yesterday after I got home from a meeting for one of my classes, my wife was at work and was going to see a movie w/ a co-worker afterward. So I went through another three diapers that day. What was a little bad was when she and said co-worker came back here so my wife could change into casual clothes. I had to hurriedly throw a pair of jeans on over my diaper. I don't think it was peeking out anywhere, at least.
Also, it should be noted that I have opened my last bag of diapers out of the case of 72 I bought a little while ago, and am probably getting low. :)
That takes us up to last night, and two notable diaper dreams. I have these occasionally.
In the first, I had received a cloth diaper (not terrycloth, like a towel, mind you, but some smoother fabric) in the mail - whether it was a sample, or whether I had ordered it, I don't know - and decided to try it on. The next thing I remember I was thinking to myself that I ought to put on my plastic pants over the diaper, although they were (and are) uncomfortable. I went into a bedroom to put them on, and there was someone I apparently knew, but whose name I had forgotten. He wanted me to come over and talk to him, and I told him that I needed to get dressed. He said that I should do that and talk to him at the same time, so I decided to "bite the bullet" and reveal my diaper.
In the next dream, there was a girl that I had met who was wearing a red top and a pair of cotton shorts. For some reason, she was laying down, and I could see that the red top was a onesie, and that under the onesie was a diaper, through her shorts. She admitted to wearing diapers, I think, and perhaps I explained that I liked diapers too, and offered to change her. I don't really recall.
Anyway, those were my random diaper dreams last night. :)
I need some comfortable plastic pants if I'm going to try cloth diapers again, I think. I'm not doing the terry cloth thing again, though - I tried that once, and it wasn't very much fun. I like a softer diaper.
Then yesterday after I got home from a meeting for one of my classes, my wife was at work and was going to see a movie w/ a co-worker afterward. So I went through another three diapers that day. What was a little bad was when she and said co-worker came back here so my wife could change into casual clothes. I had to hurriedly throw a pair of jeans on over my diaper. I don't think it was peeking out anywhere, at least.
Also, it should be noted that I have opened my last bag of diapers out of the case of 72 I bought a little while ago, and am probably getting low. :)
That takes us up to last night, and two notable diaper dreams. I have these occasionally.
In the first, I had received a cloth diaper (not terrycloth, like a towel, mind you, but some smoother fabric) in the mail - whether it was a sample, or whether I had ordered it, I don't know - and decided to try it on. The next thing I remember I was thinking to myself that I ought to put on my plastic pants over the diaper, although they were (and are) uncomfortable. I went into a bedroom to put them on, and there was someone I apparently knew, but whose name I had forgotten. He wanted me to come over and talk to him, and I told him that I needed to get dressed. He said that I should do that and talk to him at the same time, so I decided to "bite the bullet" and reveal my diaper.
In the next dream, there was a girl that I had met who was wearing a red top and a pair of cotton shorts. For some reason, she was laying down, and I could see that the red top was a onesie, and that under the onesie was a diaper, through her shorts. She admitted to wearing diapers, I think, and perhaps I explained that I liked diapers too, and offered to change her. I don't really recall.
Anyway, those were my random diaper dreams last night. :)
I need some comfortable plastic pants if I'm going to try cloth diapers again, I think. I'm not doing the terry cloth thing again, though - I tried that once, and it wasn't very much fun. I like a softer diaper.