Diaper one shots 2023 Volume

Hesitant Hiking(November,late release)

As I exit our car,all I see is a snowy forest and my family buzzing around. All I feel is the cold wind hitting my face and feeling of the diaper under my pants. The diaper that I was forced to wear. Apparently due to there being no toilets on the hiking trail,that takes three hours to go trough. It seems my parents think that a 17 year old cant hold for that amount of time. I tried to tell them that I dont want to wear it,but they would not budge. They said that they also made my yonger siblings(11 and 14) wear,and that it would be unfair to not make me wear. They even chose a thick diaper,due to the complete lack of changing stations.

And so we depart on the trail,my diaper crinklig under my pants. The feeling is something that I dont mind,but its not pleasant at all. The trail we walk on is icy,and we need to move slowly. This will of course make the hike take longer. Something which worries me,since the last time that I used the toilet was an hour ago. Thats when we left home. To add to the issue,we had eaten in taco bell earlier on. I was not too worried about that,since remembering this hike I chose less spicy food than usual.

As we walk I take a moment to admire the natural beauty around us. I can see the tall peak ahead of us. Its only 300 metes high,so its not a mountain. Its a very high hill. The hiking trail takes us to the top of it and then back down. I hear you can see our distant home town located on the other side of a large lake that the hill overlooks. The sight is what we are all waiting to see.

However,an hour into our walk as we are nearing the top of the hill,my bladder signals me. I take note of the signal and its urgency. "Perhapse drinking that double expresso at home was a mistake?", I mutter to myself. I choose to ignore the need and promise myself to hold it. I decide to direct my attention to my 11 year old sister,who is clearly uffering from needing to use the toilet. 

My parents have noticed this and are talking to her. "Eliza there is no need to be in pain. Use the diaper for thats what it is made for. It will help the pain go way.",my mom tells my sister. My sister tries to fight of the urge,but just a minute later I see her relax and tear up. This is followed by her suddenly squatting and pushing. Thats when I realize she also needed to poop,and gave up after wetting the diaper. Ten minutes go by,and my bladder twinges. This time its painful. While I know I can hold it,I contemplate reliefing the pain by using my diaper.

5 minutes later the pain hits again. I decide to let it go. I relax and feel a warm stream of pee enter my diaper. The feeling of relief is satisfying and the expanding diaper is not as bad as I tought it would be. After my deed is done I act normal. We reach a spot where there is a hole in the treeline. We are at around 200 meters above the sea level. Its still 15 minutes to the peak,but the sights are already gorgeus. I admire the rivers and smaller hills. I can see our home town in the distance. 

As we reach the top of the hill I feel my stomach grumble. I need to poop and the need is urgent. I come to the conclusion that I should have eaten even less spices. Despite of the imminent threath of a messing,I choose to ignore it all being confident in my abilities. I choose to admire the views. I start spotting the different factories and tall buildings in our town.  I also see the countryside and large snowy fields surrounding it. This however does not help the sudden need to poop go away. The feeling is becoming stronger by the minute.

I choose to signal my parents. I tell them that I want to go home due to hunger and fatigue. They ignore it all stating that I should have eaten more at the taco bell and slept instead on gaming all night. I know that what they say is true. I contemplate telling them that I need to go,but they would just tell me to use my diaper. I realize I have no choice but to fight the need to go or give up. I decide to fight. 

As we start the decent down from the hill I hold hope for making it. That is when I remember its atleast 20 minutes drive from the parkingslot to the nearest toilet. Thats when it hits me. How will I be able to hold in spicy food for two more hours with my more sensitive than avarage bowels? The option of using the diaper to get rid of the pain pops up in my head,but I dismiss the idea as too embarassing. I hold it for 20 more minutes. Then the my stomach cramps and a large wet fart comes out. I can feel the poopy stain in the back of my diaper. I realize my fight is lost as more smaller wet farts come out. I intentionally fall behind the group to get some privacy.

As the distance between my family and me is sufficient,I start contemplating using the diaper for poop too. It takes me a minute to come to the conclucion. My family had stopped to take photoes of a funny looking tree. I decide to give up and use the diaper to relief the pain.
I squat down just slightly. Then I feel my butt erupt. as warm mush starts filling the back of my diaper. I didnt even need to push. My bladder also releases. I feel more mush enter my diaper as it forces its way towards the front. I can clearly feel the bulge in the back of my diap continue growing as I start to walk to my parents. "It must have been atleast three logs", I mutter to myself.

As we reach the car and I sit down in my poo I feel the sticky mess expand. Thats when I also notice the smell of poop coming from both me and Eliza. Luckily my parents only know that Eliza pooped,so the smell covers my diaper. As we depart I also take a look at my little brother Michael,whose diapers is showing a bit. Its has clearly expanded,but he is not messy. Being bested in holding by a 14 year old annoys me greatly. THE END