Let's keep this thread alive!
Unfortunately, it happened to me only once…but I'll never forget that episode.
For the university, I went to Sweden with a few fellow science students in order to work on whatever. During our stay at the swedish lab, we slept in small bungalows, 2 students/room (1M and 1F which is quite strange, but in separate beds obviously).
I barely knew the girl with whom I would live for those 5 days, but she was quite attractive for nerds like me : petite, nerdy glasses, long blonde hair and a very cute face.
Here is the interesting part : the first night, after a long day of work and before going to bed, she suddenly begins to cry, telling me that she's in panic because there's no locker at the bathroom door and she's extremely uncomfortable about it.
I tell her not to worry, that if she wants I can even leave the bungalow for a few minutes during her nighttime routine. She relaxes a bit, we do as I said, and before going to sleep she excuses herself for that panic attack…
The next morning, I go pee. And in the bathroom bin, poorly hidden by a few tissues, I clearly see an adult diaper (ID Slip, a belgian brand). We're only 2 using this bathroom, so do the math!
The next few days, I began to look more attentively for other clues, and quickly it became clear that she was diapered day and night : out-of-shape ass beneath her jeans, always pulling her shirt under her belt and touching her ass, VERY frequent visits to the toilet and often looking desperate, etc.
One last thing : on the way back home, I was sitting next to her in the plane because (besides my "hidden interest") we became friends. Out of the blue, she dashes to the bathroom…but it's occupied. I see her getting more and more desperate, before freezing and breathing heavily, while trying to look serene.
Then she comes back next to me, looking both sad and furious. I ask her if all is fine, and on the verge of tears she mutters me that she prefers to wait for the landing (45mins later…). I found the situation very hot, but I couldn't help but feel sorry for her, visibly mortified by the fact that she had just wet her diaper because her bladder is shite.
I didn't see her anymore because it was the end of the year, but I'll always remember those few moments! Still a great fap material for me…
Don't hesitate to ask me other questions about her! And I want to hear more stories like that, this thread is amazing : since that day, I never saw the littlest clue of a diaper-wearing person…
Oh, and sorry for the lenght and the mistakes : I'm drunk a.f.