Posted by Allison on December 18, 2010 at 15:38 [75.159.123.137]
Hey,
I wrote a story which is based on my actual account of what happened when I stayed in a hotel recently. It's not finished, but I figured I'd post what I have so far, enjoy :)
I checked into my hotel and had 3 things on my mind. Number one, I was hungry, I hadn¡¦t eaten since lunch which was 4 hours ago. Number two, I wanted to get a workout in after being cooped up in a car all day. Finally, number three, I wanted to put on one of the diapers I was hiding in my luggage and use it if the need arose.
I went up to my room and stripped off my jeans and panties, and then I redressed myself. First I pulled on a diaper; it was very crinkly and new. I needed something to keep the diaper tight against my ass so I grabbed a pair of panties and forced them on overtop, they pressed the diaper firmly against my crotch and ass. I wanted to go to the gym for a workout so I pulled on a pair of soccer shorts, but then needed an extra layer of bagginess to hide the bulge on my ass from the diaper, so I decided on a pair of black sweatpants, although I would have been happier if they were a bit looser, as it was they were a little tight around my butt, however, I doubted there would be anyone in the hotel workout room, and besides, I figured that anyone who looked would just assume I had a bubble butt. I changed my top, and decided on a T-shirt. I sat down at the desk chair to put my runners on and I could feel the cushioning the diaper provided against my butt as I sat down, I couldn¡¦t help but smile at the feeling of it. I clipped my I-Pod onto my waistband and made sure I had a room key then left my room. The door shut with a satisfying ¡¥click¡¦ and my heart began to beat a little faster, it was official; I was in public in a diaper.
I walked towards the stairs and noticed the bulkiness between my legs as I walked, I had to remember to walk normal and resist the urge to waddle. It still felt like the diaper was shifting from side to side as my ass cheeks moved and flexed as I walked. I wondered what it would look like to somebody walking behind me as I gingerly reached behind and pushed my hand against my ass, my fingers pressed against where normally my sweatpants would be pulling into my crack, but tonight instead they met padded resistance. I walked down the six flights of stairs and onto the main floor where the gym was. I went to swipe my card to enter and, uh oh, it didn¡¦t work. ¡¥Hmm, I thought, this is turning into more of an endeavour than I would have liked¡¦. Now in order to get my workout done I would have to go talk to the clerk at the front desk. I walked down the hall and at the front desk there was a bit of a lineup. I stood behind the people ahead of me. They were all pretty well dressed, and there I was, looking like a bum, sweatpants and T-shirt, hair thrown into a sloppy ponytail, and of course, an adult diaper on my derriere, but that little secret would stay with me. I was hoping that I would be dealt with before anybody else came into the lobby and stood in line behind me. I know eyes wander when people are bored, and I myself have often snuck peeks at people¡¦s asses and secretly wondered if they had something extra on under their pants, or what the state of their underwear was. Finally the clerk got to me. I explained that my room key wasn¡¦t working to access the gym. He took my key and reprogrammed it; I thanked him and turned to walk to the gym. I breathed a sigh of relief as I rounded the corner and my ass was no longer in view for him. I swiped into the gym and decided to start with a run on the treadmill. I punched on the keypad and sped it up to a fast jog; I wanted to run the mile and a half.
As I ran I worked up a sweat, and of course, my ass got pretty warm. Diapers sure keep the heat in. I think my sweaty ass caused the diaper to puff up a bit because once my jog was finished (with a time of 11 minutes, ƒº) my pants felt tighter on my butt. ¡¥Jeez¡¦ I thought ¡¥kinda the opposite of what¡¦s supposed to happen when I go to the gym, my ass is supposed to get smaller, not bigger. Then I thought about all I ate for lunch and figured that before the night was over, my ass would look a hell of a lot bigger, because I wasn¡¦t taking off my outfit until the morning, no matter what, so any bathroom needs would have to be done in my diaper, and I was really feeling the urge to shit.
With my ass a sweaty mess, I grabbed a drink from the water cooler and made my way back upstairs to my room. As I was walking up the stairs I paused for a second and let out a fart. It bubbled inside my diaper and I could feel it vibrate along my ass. I thought about just pushing out my load right there and I started to push my muscles. I could feel the crap start to make its way past my sphincter and push against the tight fitting diaper. It was then that I chickened out and stopped pushing, the poo slid back inside me, but not without leaving a skid mark between my ass cheeks. I kept climbing the stairs and now I could feel the slipperiness between my cheeks from my little venture just seconds before. I wanted to shit myself, but I was still too chicken.
I got to my room and the door was the only thing between me and a dirty diaper. I swiped my card and the red light lit up, hmmm, I thought, this isn¡¦t good. I swiped it again and still, a red light. Fuck, I thought, my card doesn¡¦t work. I realized that I¡¦d have to walk back down to the lobby to get my card fixed, and then it hit me, had I actually shit my pants on the staircase, I¡¦d be forced to go to the front desk with a load in my pants. My heart started racing at the thought of how close I had come to being made to interact with other people with a stinky mess encasing my rump.
¡§Can I help you ma¡¦am¡¨ the clerk asked, breaking me out of my daydream.
¡§Uh, yeah¡¨ I replied, ¡§my room key doesn¡¦t work¡¨. I shifted my weight forward and leaned on the desk, sticking my butt out behind me as if it were any other day for me, forgetting for a second that I had some extra padding on my butt.
¡§What¡¦s your room number?¡¨ he asked.
¡§Uh¡¨, I remembered that the tightness I felt against my butt was from my sweatpants pulling taut against a diaper, not panties and I shifted my stance to upright, my ass cheeks sliding into place, lubricated by my little test push from my last trip up the stairs, hoping nobody noticed my bulky ass for that moment, ¡§Room 6111¡¨
The clerk punched some numbers into a keypad, swiped my card and then gave it back to me and apologized for the inconvenience. ¡§No, problem¡¨ I chirped. As I turned and walked back to the stairs I wondered if he would have been so pleasant if I had reeked of shit, as I came so close to doing.
The green light on the door illuminated and I breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, freedom. I walked into my room and checked my facebook. I had set my status to ¡§Wearing a diaper at a hotel, not taking it off ¡¥til morning, I¡¦ll do anything you tell me to¡¨. I had a few comments on the status. The usual ones from guys, daring me to post photos online, I chose to ignore those ones. The chat icon popped up and it was a girlfriend of mine.
Katie: What¡¦s up poopy pants?
Allison: ¡§Ha Ha, they¡¦re not poopy¡¨
Katie: ¡§yet¡¨
Allison ¡§good point¡¨
Katie ¡§So, I read your status, do you need to leave your room for anything?¡¨
Allison¡¨ Well, I actually want to go to the ice machine and fill my ice bucket, I just got back from the gym and I need some ice water¡¨
Katie:¡¨ OK miss, what do you have on besides your diaper?¡¨
Allison: ¡§Panties, shorts, Sweatpants and a T-shirt¡¨
Katie: ¡¨And how far from your room is the ice machine?¡¨
Allison: ¡§down one floor and on the other side of the hall¡¨
Katie: ¡§Alright, you can go fill your ice bucket but when you get to the ice machine and it starts filling the bucket, you have to push as hard as you can until the bucket is full¡¨
Allison: ¡§:O¡¨ ¡§But I need to shit, you¡¦re gonna make me shit my pants¡¨
Katie: ¡§That¡¦s the plan ;)¡¨
Allison: ¡§Alright I¡¦ll do it, on one condition¡¨
Katie: ¡§What¡¦s that?¡¨
Allison: ¡§However many seconds I end up pushing for, that¡¦s how long you have to do it too, even if I end up making you crap your pants too¡¨
Katie: ¡§Well that¡¦s a shitty deal :P¡¨
Allison: ¡§But a deal nonetheless¡¨
Katie: ¡§sure, I¡¦ll take the risk; I don¡¦t think I¡¦m in need of a toilet, so my panties will stay clean.¡¨
Allison: ¡§ Sounds good ƒº, alright I¡¦ll go fill my pants, err, I mean, ice bucket.¡¨
I grabbed the bucket and trotted out of my room and down the hall to the stairs, down one flight, then to the ice machine. As I approached the ice machine I could feel my bowels rumbling and my heart rate picked up a bit as I knew that in a matter of seconds I'd likely have a load of shit nestled against my ass and I would have no control over it.
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