I had that next week to think about what was on my mind.  I didn’t hook up with anybody this time, and kept to myself.  I honestly got off in port in Bermuda and the other stops, but just long enough to go shopping and got back on the ship.  I ended up finding a nice spot on the lounge deck and would sit there and catch up on emails, reviewing and answering comments, FaceTiming my parents, checking on the kitty cat, and working on some plans for after the cruise.  I also edited videos and wrote blog posts and more. 

The crew was used to seeing me in all sorts of juvenile outfits, some older adults gave me weird looks, most probably thought I was special.  The staff always seemed to fawn over me, might have been the nice tips, or might have been that I am easy to please.  They always seemed to have some fruity drinks, be it smoothies, virgin daiquiris, or just a simple iced tea.

My dinner table mates weren’t anywhere near as interesting this cruise, drunk college kids, the first 3 nights out of the 6 person table there were just myself and 1 or two others.  The 4th night my waiter placed a family of 4 at the table with me, of course they asked if I was ok with it or not.  I said “why not, no problem for me”

When the mom and dad came by, the dad looked at me with a raised eyebrow, the mom broke the ice and said “well how cute are you, we’ve been wanting to talk to you all cruise”

Me taken aback, could only get an “uh ok.  I’m Jason, nice to meet you, look if my attire is a problem, I can ask them to move me to a single table”

“No, it is perfectly fine the father pipped up, we all should be as brave and confident as you to be comfortable with their self.  I’m Jeff and this is my wife Cindy, my boys Axl and Marcus.” He said as they sat down. The boys waiving hello.

At first guess the boys were probably 11 to 13, just at that age where they will follow mom and dad around, not old enough to be left alone, just beginning to be embarrassed to be around mom and dad; give it a year and the older one will refuse to accompany them.  Both of them had shorts on with long calf high socks on, and the youngest one kinda had a walk much like an old western cowboy who just got off a horse, swaying back and forth.

“So uh where you all from, Ohio here, but I’ve been traveling for the last 5 months almost.” I said

“Were from Regina, Saskatchewan Canada” Cindy said

I almost choked on the way they say it. It sounded like vagina, except with an R.  “Is that how it’s pronounced” I asked

“Yes, you all probably call it Rah GEEna” Jeff said

I nodded my head yes.  “So how old are your boys?”

“I’m 12” The older one who was introduced as Axl said, and he pointed to Marcus and said he was 10.

“Cool, Believe it or not I’m 25” I said

“I’d have guessed maybe 4 or 5” Marcus said, smiling and giggling

“Yeah I get that often I must look young for my age or something” I said, taking it all in stride.

“It’s ok sweetie, we know that some people are children who will never grow up, don’t we she said looking at the boys” Cindy said, as the boys nodded in unison.

We all placed our orders and started the appetizers.

“We’re sort of fans of yours, I think we’ve seen all your videos” Jeff said

OH CRAP! People know who I am, and their kids watch me.

“I wish I could go out dressed like you do”, Axl said, which caught me WAY off guard

“Really?” I said wondering why an almost teenager would want to dress like me

“We wear diapers too” Marcus said, and not too quietly

“Both the boys are incontinent due to birth defects, spina bifida.  It effects Marcus more in the walking department but both of them have bladder and sometimes bowel incontinence. But they both know that they can regress if it helps them handle their situation” Jeff said

“I should be honest with you, I am not incontinent, but am an adult baby, I wear by choice” I said, as I make sure I never say I am incontinent in my videos.  “My videos aren’t really geared for children either”

“It’s ok” Axl said, “we know there are people out there who like wearing, you have to be who you feel like.  I mean I have to wear, but it doesn’t mean that I have to be ashamed about it.  We got things like onesies and footie jammies too, and sometimes when I have a bad day I just like to hug my teddy bear and drink a bottle”

“I was a bedwetter growing up, and probably stayed in them longer than I needed to be, I was probably a little older than you when my parents thought I stopped, but that is when my little side just was getting started.”

We made small talk about the life on the road, how Canada was, and that I might actually get up there some day.  How the kids liked school and how they handled the incontinence with kids their age being so mean.

I waited until they had ordered dessert before ordering mine; it would seem rude to eat a ton of sweets in front of the kids, if their parents did not let them order… but I had no fear, as both boys ordered cake and ice cream.  I followed suit as well.

We all finished up and I bid them farewell and said I would see them around, and they were welcome to sit with me anytime and thanks for following my blog.

I did see them later that night at the outdoor movie and this time both boys were in wheelchairs and their PJ’s, and I could definitely see a diaper bulge on both.  Axel even had a childish sippy cup he was actively drinking from as well.

“Nice to see you again” I said

“Figured we would get them ready for bed and then catch the late movie.  They both got tired of walking around, so it is better to just use the wheelchairs.” Cindy said, as she sipped a drink.

I was headed to a table to work on my laptop to send and read my emails and update my blog.  I had some stickers in my laptop bag for the boys as well, which they were thankful for.

I quickly finished up the work I had to do and watched the rest of the movie.  At the end I saw Cindy and Jeff wheeling two sleeping boys towards the elevators, as I stepped into another one and back to my suite where I had a soaked diaper to change and then I fell asleep with a bottle of sugar free juice.

I would see the family around here and there on the cruise, and we ate dinner that last night of the cruise again.  This time both were in their wheelchairs, walking around this big ship was just too much for them and they got tired quickly.  Heck I logged like 20 miles of walking this cruise and most of the time I sat in one place all day.

I did notice that this time, both boys had their sippy cups with them and were noticeably dressed a bit more childish in clothes that had juvenile prints on them, like paw patrol, Dora, Sesame Street, and such on them.

“Nice outfits guys” I said when I saw them

“Thank you” They both said

“I decided that I wanted to wear my little stuff, and Marcus said he would too” Axel said

“Did you guys have fun on the cruise?” I asked

“We sure did, it was so much fun” Marcus said

“I personally am ready to get back in my RV and get my kitty and hit the road again, but mostly to sleep in my own bed” I said

“Me too, I miss my bed at home” Marcus said

“So any plans after the cruise or just headed home?” I asked

“I dunno, there may be a surprise or two after the cruise, or then again we may just go home.  I guess the boys will just have to wait and see” Jeff said.  “You?”

“Also not entirely sure, I just tend to go where the wind blows me.  I know I got to pick up my cat Zorro, and the RV, might meet up with a friend, might hit Disney again, or may just head up the coast” I said, being honest, as I had several things still up in the air.

We finished dinner and exchanged contact info.

On my final night when the staff all had their envelopes I made sure my cabin steward that I had for both cruises was tipped very very well. I think he was tipped $1000, and the waiter a couple hundred too.

I had went back to my suite that night and started packing everything up.  I had a duffle bag full of diapers to pack up including larger things of powder and wipes and such.  I placed those outside my cabin door that night to have them unloaded off the ship, so that morning I would only need to drag my camera case, and a small rolling suitcase and my backpack/diaper bag off with me.  I laid out what I was going to wear in the morning when I got up.  I then logged in on my laptop and worked out some final details before tomorrow.

About an 10:30 PM I got a text on my phone.  It was Cindy, I knew because I had saved their info on my phone.

Hello Jason, This is Cindy,I messed up and set all our bags outside the door, and forgot to keep back enough diapers, and they already took ours.  Do you have any spares?  If not I can check medical and see or try to get some baby diapers.

Yes I have some smaller ones, what’s your cabin?

It was a good thing that she had texted when she did, as they had not yet came to get my suitcase yet, my cabin steward said they would get mine in the early morning.  I grabbed some smaller ABU and Tykables, along with some pull-up style diapers and put them in a bag and made my way to their cabin.

I knew I was in the right place as the door number plate also had a wheelchair logo on it, meaning it was a handicapped room.  I knocked on the door and  Cindy answered and invited me in.  Jeff was sitting on the balcony and I could see and hear the boys playing. She invited me in and the boys looked over from the TV and noticed me and said hello but didn’t come over right away.

“I tried to find some of the ones I had that were smaller, and there’s a few goodnites that I had as well.  Do you think that will get you through the night and tomorrow till we all get off the ship” I asked

“Yes those should be enough, I just have to change them for bed, and then in the morning.  If you give me a few I will get them changed and then I was hoping to talk a bit to you.” Cindy said as she picked up the diapers and walked over to the boys who were still in their wheelchairs.

She started with Axel, the older one, by helping him get out of his chair and into the bed.  She then grabbed the waistband of his track pants and pulled them down revealing the long leg braces and over the knee length socks that he wore, and that he had a onsie on too.  She started by removing the rigid leg brace that was overtop of the sock. Then the socks and finally she unsnapped the onsie and pushed it up out of the way revealing a wet looking plain white diaper with a blue wetness indicator.

She motioned for me to go out on the balcony and join Jeff.

“Well good evening buddy” Jeff said to me in a fatherly tone

“Hi, how ya doing” I replied back as I took a seat. “So did you tell the boys that they are going to Disney tomorrow?”

“Nope, it is going to be a surprise to them.  Heck it was a surprise to us too!” Cindy said.

I had surprised them with 4 day park hopper tickets to Disney and some universal tickets as well.

“Yeah I have a few supporters who were able to pull some strings, I just can’t see wasting a good trip to Florida and not going to Disney.  When you told me that you all had no definite return date to Canada, as you’re allowed to be in the US for up to 60 days.  I made a few inquiries with my connections.” I said, knowing that I had a few ABDL friends in the Orlando area who worked at the theme parks in management, and I might have also paid for some of it too… call it a Make a wish trip if you will.

“So how do the boys handle being in school with other kids and having to deal with their disability and being in diapers?” I asked, knowing it has to be tough at their age.

“Axel has had a rough year, and Marcus is noticing issues too. Axel has realized that other kids see and treat him different, he lags socially, as he always says ‘mom, nobody invites me over as I’m no fun’.  Nobody invites them to sleep over, many of the kids make comments about diapers, or if they have a bowel accident and smells.” Jeff said

“When they were 4 and 6 it was not as hard as not too many people would say something if a diaper or pull-up peaked out, now when you take a 12 year old into the ladies room people get all bent out of shape, because there’s not always a family restroom to use.  Not to mention that most teenagers don’t have their mom changing their diapers; but he will change himself if he has to he just likes me to do it and I don’t object.  At home they have medical beds with rails, so they sometimes get embarrassed to have friends over who might say something.” Cindy lamented

“The few friends they have, are good kids and we are so thankful that they are great kids. Though as they get older, those friends become fewer, as they get involved in sports and other friends” Jeff said

“Again thank you so much for your company this trip, and for the tickets.  I’ve told the boys that they can be big boys or not, that I don’t care. They deserve this time to be themselves” Cindy said

“Well it is getting late, I best get back to my room and get done packing” I said as I slipped quietly out of the suite as the two boys were sleeping.

I got back to my suite around midnight, got changed and fell asleep.

The next morning my cabin steward had left me a handwritten note on the table along with my normal coffee and danish.

Thank you so very much for cruising with us
and allowing me to serve you
these past two weeks. 
You have been a very good little boy
and your generosity is so greatly appreciated. 
Enjoy your travels.
Prakash

I chuckled at the ‘ very good little boy’ part, as I am certain he knew just what I was this whole time, a good little boy.

I ate my breakfast, got a shower, got changed and then loaded up the remaining stuff into my bags and got off the ship to customs.  I cleared customs and headed out to the shuttle that took me over to my car.  Quickly loaded the car up and headed over to where the RV was parked. I unloaded my luggage from the car, checked my batteries that they were charged up, checked my propane, and water levels, and then checked to see if my freezer stuff had stayed frozen or not… luckily nothing thawed out.

I grabbed the cat carrier that I have for when I take Zorro to the vet, just in case somebody was cranky when I went and got him, and then I headed over to the kitty kat cabana to grab him.  Needless to say he was not happy with me, he ran up to me and hissed and hissed at me. The staff helped me calm him down and got him into the carrier, which he REALLY did not like one bit.  We drove back to where the RV was and I let him out and he hissed and meowed at me for about 10 minutes.  I mean I get it, I just up and left him somewhere for 2 weeks, but he got a vacation too.

Eventually he calmed down as the heat in the RV slowly cooled down as well.  Since I was just storing the RV, I could not have a 50 amp hookup to be able to run the AC, so I had to just have the fridge only plugged in along with the trickle charger for the batteries.  We had to find a place to plug in and cool down this RV.  Luckily I needed fresh water as well.

My assistant had booked me on 2 back to back cruises.  He had contacted the cruise line about my needs and that I would need to have diapers delivered to the ship.  He had told them I was incontinent.  I wanted to have enough with me since I was going to be on the ship for two weeks straight.

I headed up to the Coca Beach area where I did basically the same thing for a couple days before moving on to the next adventure.  I found a place to park the RV for a few days and a storage place that was available to store the RV and found a boarding place for Zorro. 

I had left him there a few days before and they said he was a real asshole the first day (that’s my boy!!).  Second day he slept most of the day, meowed for food and then slept some more. By the end of the day he started to come around to give some attention to the staff.  I hope he forgives me for leaving him there.

I had to buy some luggage.  I bought a large suitcase and a hard sided camera case for my camera gear.  I packed up all the clothes I anticipated needing, nice clothes, onesies, shortalls, shorts, pants, t-shirts and dress shirts, sandals, nice shoes and a pair of tennis shoes. I even packed a swim diaper or two, as I knew the ship thinking I was incontinent may give me some questioning when I went to use the hot tubs.

On the morning of September 27th, I drove the RV to the storage lot, then unhooked the fiat to finish some last minute errands.  I had to get some cash for tips and such on the cruises, so I stopped by a local branch and withdrew about 10 grand from my account.  I packed it hidden in my carry on and on my person.  I got some sunscreen and other supplies. Then I headed back to the storage facility to quickly store my weapon in the safe, turn off the propane, make sure I was plugged in to electric so my food didn’t thaw.  Checked in one more time with the pet boarding place on Zorro.

I then loaded up my suitcases and stuff and crammed them into the little Fiat’s trunk and backseat.  I headed over to the cruise port and parked and was shuttled over to the ship where I handed my large suitcase over to the porters and I rolled my small personal bag and camera case into the port.  I made it through security and into the boarding lines.  I quickly was given my sea pass and directed to the line to the ship. 

Since I had booked a suite I was afforded the luxury of early boarding and getting into my suite earlier than other guests.  I had been on a cheap short cruise with my parents when I was probably 13 and it was definitely not this level of service.

Pretty much as soon as I arrived, there was a knock at the door from my cabin attendant introducing themselves.  He explained that my supplies (the nice way of referring to my diapers) arrived and he had taken them and put them in the closet, which he opened up to show probably half the diapers I had shipped taken out of the package and stacked up.  I honestly just expected them to be in the box and

I had to unpack them.  I was a tad embarrassed because some of them were super thick and very printed like Safaris.  There was also a large covered trash can in the closet.

In the fridge there was an assortment of bottled water and juices.  I also had a large tumbler that looked more like a sippy cup, this was due to me purchasing the deluxe drink package.  Basically everything there was to drink on the ship was free.  My attendant Prakash left his number for me to call if I needed anything at all.

This suite was nice.. the bathroom was almost double of the size in my RV.  I had a balcony that I could sit on each morning too.  I had a couple hours before the ship left and wanted to get a quick bite to eat, so I got myself familiar with were I was and grabbed my DSLR and headed up to the buffet and got some fruit and some pastries.  As the other passengers were boarding, I noticed I was getting strange looks by some.  I mean I was wearing my red elastic waist shorts along with a blue tie dye onsie.

I made my way back to my suite and started unpacking my suitcase and camera gear. I got a much needed diaper change, a shower and got into a pair of denim shorts and a dinosaur onsie.  I had to do the muster drill, where I could already see people raising an eyebrow at my attire.  I took the time after the muster drill to walk around for a bit before my dinner time.

Many of the bars and clubs were beginning to open.  Along with the pool deck.  I pretty much took a 2 hour long walk with my soda glass all over the ship, stopping and get an ice cream cone before heading back to my cabin to change my soggy diaper. 

I elected to stay casual for that first night.  My dinner time was the first seating so I could enjoy the evening shows.  I was sat at a table of about 6 other people, which had a married couple and myself and several other single cruisers.  You could see the questions mounting in their head.

We all introduced ourselves, the couple had cruised several times before, and requested to sit with a large group.  One of the single guys was cruising by himself as a college graduation trip, and after he got done working at the ski resorts.  The females were just there for a post-spring break trip to get wasted, ahh drunk girls…

“So Jason, what is it you do?” Max the college graduate asked

“Well I kinda do whatever I want…. I travel the country in my RV with my cat making YouTube videos.  I guess I’m a travel blogger” I said

“How old are you like 19?” One of the girls asked

“Actually 25, I look young” I said

“You dress about 8” One of the girls snickered

“Yeah I know, when you can finally be who you truly want to be it is a great thing” I replied.

I ordered the prime rib, shrimp cocktail, a huge cheesecake and ice cream for dessert.  It was weird at the end of the meal to just leave… No waiting on the check.  I stopped by one of the many bars and had a daiquiri made with a lite amount of alcohol in it as I did not want to get too drunk.

I watched the night entertainment in the atrium, the comedy show in the theatre before venturing over to the night club where I ran into “the girls”. Or better yet the ‘woo girls’.  You know the ones who love to yell the mating call of ‘woooooooo’

Obviously they did not get the gay vibes I was putting off and grabbed me to go out on the dance floor.  Who I would later learn was Chelsey started dancing with me and grabbed my butt…. Earning her a whole handful of diaper.

“Uh do you wear a diaper?” She said

“Yep, all the time?” I said

“That must suck.” Chelsey said trying to be sympathetic

“No not at all, it’s normal for me after all this time.” I said leaving her to think I had to wear them

“I’m sorry about saying anything”

“Don’t be, it does not bother me at all. It is who I am.  I learned a long time ago not to be ashamed about it, it doesn’t solve anything” I said

We danced for a bit and I decided I needed to get my diaper changed.

“Hey I gotta run back to my cabin, want to meet up at the hot tubs in about 30 minutes?”

“Can you get in the hot tubs in a diaper?”

“I have swim diapers, it is fine” I said

I went back to my cabin and changed my diaper and washed up and then got into my swim diaper, being sure to get the most babyish looking one I owned too.  Then I put some board shorts on over it.  I grabbed my towel and headed up to the pool deck to meet the girls.

I found them at the hot tub already and I dropped my towel on a chair along with my sandals and slid into the hot tub.  We got to talking about what ourselves.

“I’m sorry, so Chelsea was saying that you have to wear diapers all the time?” Ellen asked

“Yes I wear diapers all the time, it’s not a big deal to me, it is just normal after all this time” I said, not letting on what that I don’t need them, nor how long I have been wearing them.

We continued to chat a bit and I said I was gonna run and grab a drink and would be right back.  As I stood up my trunks slid down some exposing my Sesame Street printed swin diaper.

“Awww how cute Sesame Street” Chelsea said

As I am walking away I heard Ellen say “Yep! Told ya so!’

I walked to the bar to get a virgin pina colada and came back to those two smiling at each other like they had been talking about something, and that something was me.

“Soooo, we were wondering, just why you wear diapers, and the cute little kids clothes too” Chelsea said.

“Ok, so are you one of those people who like to be babies” Ellen blurted out.

“Ellen, don’t just go straight to that, there’s probably a reason why” Chelsea said.

“No, you’re fine,   Ellen’s right, I am what they call an Adult Baby.  I enjoy being a toddler and wearing diapers.  I don’t really go to great lengths to hide it and have no problem admitting to it either as you can tell.” I said with confidence

“Oh cool, it’s good that you are confident and know what you want in life”. Chelsey said

“Yeah” Ellen said

“Thanks, it took me many years of inner torment to finally admit what I knew all along” I said

“So do you dress that way all the time?” Ellen asked

“Mostly unless I am out of clothes, or I feel my safety would be a problem.  I honestly have enough adult looking clothes to go a few days, other than that I would have to buy more, and my storage space is limited in the RV” I said. “I’ve been in the RV for the almost 4 months traveling from ohio, to the Grand Canyon, to California, to Seattle, to Yellowstone, the rockies, glacier national park and more.  I’m not done yet, this is just a break from driving and fending for myself.”

“Dang what do you do for money, we saved for a year for this trip?” Ellen asked

“I’m a travel blogger, I make money from YouTube, I invest, saved every penny, and may have come into a little money to help me along the way too”

“So where to from here?” Chelsea asked

“Not sure, I have a back to back cruise.  Bahamas this week, Bermuda next week with St. Kits. Then I think I may go up the coast maybe up to canada and back to ohio or something.  I really have no timeframe to get home.” I said

I stayed in the hot tub for a little longer and then bid the ladies ado as I headed back to my cabin.  I got back there, used the potty for #2 and got diapered up and fell asleep hugging my teddybear.  I slept so good, the back and forth rocking of the ship literally rocked me to sleep.  I awoke to a knock at my suite’s door.  It was room service; I had forgotten that I put down that I wanted a cup of coffee, danish, banana and a yogurt.  So here I am in a baby printed onsie and diaper answering the cabin door, wonder what that waiter thought.

I ate my danish and yogurt while I sipped my coffee and checked my email on the balcony in just my onsie and diaper.  After I was done, I decided that I might want to get my self showered and presentable.  I got my sodden diaper changed, showered, re-diapered up and then put on some shorts and a onsie and headed to get more of a breakfast in the buffet.

I sat down and ordered a mimosa along with waffles and bacon.  I had tucked my napkin in my shirt like a bib and was eating as Ellen and Chelsea slowly walked into the dining room and joined me.

“Good thing you got a bib, don’t wanna get your clothes all messy” Ellen said as I looked down and saw that I had in fact dripped some syrup on my front.

“Yeah, I guess so” I said as I sipped my chocolate milk that I had ordered.  The mimosa just wasn’t sitting well this morning.  “What time did you two get to bed last night”

“About 4 this morning” Chelsea said

“Crap, I was totally in bed for like 3 hours by then.  I left you two and went back to my cabin, uploaded all my photos and video to my MacBook and then got ready for bed and was out like a light.  Keep in mind, when I am on the road, I am usually in bed by midnight as it is, or at least relaxed by the fire or on the sofa”

“Is this your YouTube channel?” Chelsea said as she held up her phone to me

“Yep, Adventures with Zorro Cat” I said proudly as I opened my iPad

“You didn’t leave that kitty in your RV for two weeks did you, that’s so mean”

“Lord no, can you imagine the destruction he would do in two weeks.  No, that asshole is at the pet palace, grumpy as ever” I said as I pulled up a video of him just flopping down in the middle of the floor.

“He’s so cute, and funny” Ellen said

“Yeah that’s the parts that are suitable for YouTube.  What you don’t see is when he wakes me up bright and early and demands to be fed, how he turned on the kitchen sink and drained all my fresh water so he could bat at the water, or my favorite how he brings me presents and drops them on my face while I sleep” I said

“Like what do you mean by presents?” Chelsea asked

“He dropped a dead mouse on my face!” I said as Ellen about choked laughing

“But I love him and would be lost without him?” I said. “What’s on your plans today for this day at sea?  I think I am just going to find a place to relax, maybe eat some ice cream, see the ice show, or another show.  In the last 4 months I have travelled close to 15,000 miles, often staying some place for one day or two and then moving on.    So now I am just kinda laying back and relaxing.”

“We’re gonna try to ride the Flow-rider and zip line. You should come watch” Chelsea said

“I guess, just let me know when, sounds like fun to watch.  Any plans for tomorrow, I think I have a tour booked and then a sunset cruise to shoot photos on.” I said

“I think we have the sunset cruise too. It sounded fun to do” Ellen said

I found a nice comfy spot on a deck under cover and started writing about my travels, responding to comments on videos, and emails.  I face timed with my mom for a bit too.  Got an ice cream cone, another frozen drink, read a little bit of a Jimmy Buffett book and then headed up top to watch the people on the flow rider.  Both Ellen and Chelsea wiped out, though they went longer than some others.

I went and took an hour nap before getting ready for dinner.  That night I had some great Italian dish that I could not really pronounce, a shrimp cocktail for my appetizer, Salad, and a piece of Key Lime Pie.  The married couple was not with us this evening, they had reservations at the steakhouse.  Max the other guy joined us but was kinda quiet.

“So just a question, do you always dress like a kid?” He asked, almost annoyed that he had to ask.

“Yes, almost all the time unless I don’t think it is safe to do so.  That’s just my style and who I am.” I said

After dinner I went to the theatre and saw another show before going over to the dance club for a bit, ran into the girls.  I read that there was going to be an LGBTQ+ dance party in another club, so I headed over there and got my dance moves on.  I felt somebody grinding against me and getting a handful of diapered ass.  I turned around and found it was Max.  He was smiling from ear to ear too.

“Hey diaper boy” he whispered in my ear.

“Hey” I whispered back “Does that crinkle make you horny?”

“Not sure, but very interested” He said.

I motioned over to an empty table and we left the dance floor.  “So how did you know?” I asked

“Oh I had my suspicions, from last night, and then tonight at dinner I was more certain” He said

“Honestly I thought after tonight you were somewhat disgusted with my attire” I said

“I was just wondering if you were one of those diaper boys I see online?  I just think it’s kinda hot.

We ended up getting some drinks which I gladly paid for. Then we moved off to some place quieter, then eventually to my suite. Which was good, because I was quite soggy by then.  I had him sit in the living room area as I grabbed a fresh diaper and my package of wipes and started to head to the bathroom.

“I will be right back, I need to get changed” I said as I had a diaper and wipes in my hands

“Let me take care of you little boy” Max said, as he grabbed the diaper and wipes from me and directed me to the bed.

I honestly had only been changed by one person other than my mom before, so this is new to me.  He pulled down my shorts and unsnapped my onsie revealing my sodden diaper.  He ripped the tapes on either side open and opened the wipes and pulled a few out.  He next went to work cleaning up my smoothly shaven diaper area before asking me to lift up while he cleaned my backside too.  Next he spread out my diaper that I had picked out and slid it under me as he sprinkled powder onto the back and then on my front.  He finished up pulling the diaper up and taping it securely shut. 

“I must say, you are pretty good at that, tell me you haven’t had practice.”  I said

“I have changed a guy or two, plus I am 1 of 5 kids and am the oldest, so I have experience” Max said.

I got up up and snapped my onsie back up and we sat up and talked into the morning hours.  I remember being led to my bed and tucked in and kissed on the forehead.

I awoke to the sun shining into my balcony door the next morning, I reached down and felt that all to familiar squish. “Woah that was a night” I thought as I stirred out of bed.  My already ordered coffee and danish was in the living room on the table, my cabin attendant must have brought it in.

There was a note on the desk from Max

Hey baby, had a great time with you last night, call me when you get up, I’m in cabin 2256, lets do breakfast.

I picked up my danish and took a bite and a sip of my coffee and then picked up the phone and dialed the cabin number.

“Hello” I said as he answered

“Well good morning baby, did you sleep good last night?” He asked

“Yes, thank you very much for last night, did you want to get breakfast in the windjammer, I think it’s done in the dining room?” I asked

“Sur I will be right up there to your cabin to get you ready buddy” He said as he hung up

True enough about 10 minutes later, there was a knock on the door and I waddled over and opened it up

“Somebody had a wet night last night.  Good thing that diaper held it all” He said as the door shut

I blushed a bit and said “Yeah it was a soggy night on the high seas”

“Well let’s get you changed and then get to breakfast I’m starving” He said, as I grabbed a diaper and handed it to him.

I laid on the changing pad on the bed and he expertly changed me.  I then got up and got dressed and we headed to breakfast.

“So what’s your plans today, getting off the ship, doing anything fun?” I asked

“I booked an excursion last night for an island tour.  I’ve never been on a cruise where somebody else wasn’t planning it out like my parents.  I never thought you had to book them ahead of time.”  Max said

“Yeah my travel agent booked all my stuff.  I have an island tour at 11:30, is that when yours is too?  Then I have a sunset cruise at 7:00 too” I said

“Yeah mine is at 11:30, Island tour and rum tasting”. He said

“Mine too, this will be fun” I said

We finished eating and went our separate ways back to our cabins.  I needed to pack a diaper bag and get my camera and such and then headed down to deck 1 to get off the ship.  I am dressed in my bright blue shortalls and a onsie with my light up shoes.  God Damnit I paid for this vacation and I am gonna be who I am.

When I got to the lower deck I see Max waiting for me. We both disembarked the ship at the same time and once outside the ship I feel his hand grab mine,  I am certain most thought that Max was my caretaker and that I was special needs or something.  We boarded the ‘bus’, which was really a small micro bus and toured around the island of Nassau, stopping at a market and then a rum distillery for a tasting.  By the end of the two hour tour I was getting hungry.  I grabbed my bag and got out a container of goldfish and started eating.

One of the older ladies said to me “Well aren’t you just cute, and so well behaved too” as I sat there eating my crackers and smiled.

“Thank you very much”, I replied

The tour ended and we all got out of the bus, and again Max grabbed my hand.  We walked through the shops at the port, and I bought some magnets and a hat as well. I started squirming as I felt my bowels needing to be emptied.

“I need to get back to the ship, I gotta go to the bathroom” I said

“uh you have a diaper on don’t you?”, Max asked

“Yeah, but I don’t do ‘that’ in them” I said

“Go ahead baby and let it go and I’ll get you cleaned up on the ship” Max whispered in my ear.

“I don’t know, Are you sure?” I asked, knowing I did not want to have to deal with a dirty diaper.

“I promise” Max said, “Just relax and let it happen”

I relaxed and soon the sticky mess slid into my diaper.  I gave it a little more pushing while I was behind a display.  I looked at Max, giving him a look like ‘you better not make me change this myself’

Max directed me to the counter had me pay for my stuff and then we walked out of the store. 

“See that wasn’t so bad was it” He said, as his hand reached down and smashed the mess into the diaper with a smile on his face.

We walked around to the other stands, on our way back to the ship.  I could tell that some people were smelling my messy diaper too, people were coughing.

One lady said as she walked by “I bet somebody is about ready for a diaper change”

“Ok, buddy all done shopping, ready to get back to the ship?” Max said in his ‘daddy voice’

I looked at him and shook my head as we walked towards the customs / boarder agent area

We went through customs and the agents gave Max a knowing look of me needing my poopy pants changed, as did the security on the ship too.

We headed up to my cabin and trust me everybody in the elevator knew who the poopy boy was too.

“I’m sorry, he had an accident while we were out, good thing he has his diapee on” Max said, embarrassing me more.

We reached my suite and as soon as I stepped inside I was stripping clothes off. “I don’t ever mess in public and very rarely mess in private”, I said, “I am so embarrassed too!”

“It’s ok buddy, that’s what a diaper is for, when little ones have accidents”, Max said with his full on daddy tone.  “Now do you have gloves or should I ask if the cabin attendant has some?”

“Yeah in the front of my backpack” I said trying to not move.

True to his word, Max laid out the changing pad on the bed and covered it with a disposable one that I had packed as well.  “Ok buddy, hop up here and let’s get that poopy butt taken care of”

I did as told and soon Max had my diaper area cleaned of the horrid smelling mess and in a fresh diaper and had bagged up the messy diaper.  “All done, see that wasn’t so bad was it?”

“Fank eww” I said from around the pacifier that had found its way into my mouth when I came in the room. “Dat wath tinky”

“Did you want to get a nap or did you want to get something to eat first?” Max asked

“I think I am just gonna take a nap and then get something before the sunset cruise” I said

“Do you have a bottle or sippy cup?” Max asked and I pointed him to where I had my bottle at.  He filled it up halfway with fruit punch and then watered down the rest with a bottle of water and then handed it to me.

“I want you to sleep for 60 minutes at least, then call me and we’ll get lunch” He said

As he left the room I just laid there and sucked on my bottle, ‘had I just found a daddy? Does he know who I am?  Does he know I have money? What is his game?’  Those thoughts kept going through my head, but soon I drifted off to sleep; only to wake to the sound of my cabin door opening up and my cabin attendant grabbing the trash and leaving a few more trash bags and then he slipped out.

I looked at my watch and noticed I had been asleep for about 90 minutes I guessed, so I called Max’s cabin

“Hey buddy did you have a nice nap?” He asked

“Uh huh” I replied

“I’ll meet you in the windjammer in a few” He said as he hung up the phone

I quickly checked my diaper and it should hold for a bit, it was about 4:30 and I did not need to get off the ship until 6:30 for the sunset cruise. I threw a pair of loose shorts on and headed up to the buffet, the windjammer and Max was waiting for me there.  I thanked him for taking care of me so well.  He had also got himself on the sunset cruise as well.  We finished eating and then he insisted on coming back to my suite to make sure I was properly changed and ready to go; which I said sure.

At about 6:15 I gathered all my camera stuff and my ‘diaper bag’ and we headed down to the lower deck and got off the ship.  The cruise was wonderful and I got some amazing photos of the sunset of the sunset and the lighthouse.

Max and I walked back to the ship and boarded. The ship was set to pull out of port by 11:30 pm, so we decided to do a 8:30 dinner seating and then after that was done we grabbed some adult beverages at the schooner bar.  Around 11:00 we decided to return to my room and sit on the balcony and watch the ship leave.

We quickly found the greatest sporting event around, the pier run…. See when the ship is ready to leave you get 2 long blasts of the horn, then about 5 minutes later another 2 blasts then the gangway comes in and the ship readies to leave… some people aren’t as timely about getting back to the ship as others.  So from my 8th deck balcony we cheered on the people running back to the ship ‘you can make it’ ‘come on faster, knees to chest, run faster’

I ordered a little desert from the room service menu, glass of chocolate milk and more.  While waiting for it to arrive I was changed for bedtime into my jammies.  When it arrived Max said he would get it.  He came back out with two pieces of chocolate cake.  I gobbled mine up and was going back in to grab a drink when Max pulled me onto his lap and put a bottle nipple to my lips and started feeding me the bottle.  It was so great to snuggle with somebody and I dozed off as I was wetting my diaper.

We sat on the balcony way into the morning, we were far enough away that the only lights visible were other ships in the night and the stars.  I remember getting my diaper changed and getting another bottle of something to drink and the next thing I know I woke up in the morning.

I woke up to the sound of my cabin door opening and closing.  I knew that this was the morning breakfast.  I noticed my diaper was soaked as usual.  I waddled over to the partition in the room and grabbed the tray and waddled out to the balcony.  I enjoyed my coffee, danish and juice.  I changed my diaper and then since this was a sea day went back to bed for another couple hours.

When I awoke later it was about noon.  I figured I should probably get changed and dressed and get some lunch.  I tried to call Max’s cabin but no answer.  I decided that I really wanted a milkshake badly and went to Johnny Rockets, sure it was an extra cost, but it was worth it.

After lunch I just kind of wondered around the ship, many places were crowded since everybody was all on the ship.  So I went back to my cabin and grabbed my MacBook and found a quiet place outside and started working on photos and videos to edit and updated my blog.

“There you are, been looking for you.  When did you get up mr sleepyhead?” Max said as he plopped down beside me.

“Good afternoon.  Yeah I got up about 8 when my breakfast arrived and then went back to bed.  We were up way too late last night.” I said

“What ya working on?” He asked

“Oh just my blog and some photos and video.  Also checking in on my kitty, the boarders say he’s still being an asshole” I said

“Funny, most cats are.  Nice RV, who’s is that?” Max asked

“That is mine, I travel the country in it and blog from different places and such” I said

“So how do you get paid or make money” he said

“I make money when people watch my videos, they have ad revenue, I also have a patreon account where the videos are pretty much immediate and I do live streams too” I said, obviously not telling him I am a multi-millionaire lottery winner

“What’s your plans for today?” Max asked

“Dunno, just lounge around, relax for a bit, work on some editing and blogging… didn’t really have any plans.  If it gets too hot or when the battery runs out, I’ll likely go inside and find something to do.  I was going to book a dinner at chops but they don’t have any until tomorrow night. So I will be at the 6:30 seating with our group, I guess”

I didn’t mind Max’s company, but I wanted to be free to do what I wanted to do. Trust me after driving around the country and traveling for the past almost 4 months, sitting down and relaxing is much needed. 

Max hung out with me for about an hour or so and we made small talk as I worked on answering emails, comments, writing on the blog and stuff.

I told and showed him about my travels around the country and the great times I had in all the places. I told him about going out dressed little, breaking down on the road and more.

“So you can afford to do all that on just ad revenue and what people donate to you?” He asked, becoming skeptic of everything.

“For the most part (lie).  I saved up a shit ton of money working 50 hours a week for the last 9 years.  I also have won a little on the scratchers too” I said

“What are your plans after this cruise ends?” He asked

“Not sure yet, maybe Disney or maybe up the east coast, not sure.. I just go where the wind blows me” I said, not letting on that I have another cruise right after this one.

He grew tired of me not picking up on his advances into my finances and wanting to hook up some more.  I mean I honestly loved what we did yesterday, I loved being treated little and having max act like my daddy, but I wasn’t sure that I wanted a daddy at this juncture.  I mean I am on this cruise to do my own thing.

I sat out on the middle deck until my MacBook died, and then headed back into the ship and found a nice spot in the lounge and ordered a coke as I pulled out my charger and continued to work.  After about an hour I decided to take my MacBook back to my cabin and get my sodden diaper changed.  It was about 4:00 and my dinner seating was 6:30.  I decided to take a shower and then laid down for a nap.

I woke up about 5:45, got dressed and headed down to the dining room.  It was a full table tonight.  The married couple were back, as were Ellen and Chelsea.  Max was at dinner but did not say that much to me other than small talk.  I got a lobster tail, which was so good, a small steak, veggies (growing boy needs his veggies), and for dessert I decided to be healthy and just get some fruit.  Everybody else got something decadent and full of sugar.

As we were still at sea, the whole ship was so packed everywhere, the clubs, the lounges, restaurants and such.  I ended up at the schooner bar again; which is like a piano bar, singing along with the songs you know by heart.  Then I headed up to the Latin club and danced for a bit.  I finally wound down at about midnight in the deli/pizza shop where I was getting a little sugar and bite to eat before I was thinking about heading back to my cabin.

As I was sitting there Max came over and sat down.

“Hey ya, what ya doin?” Max said as he sat down

“Not much, just getting something to eat and drink before bedtime” I said

“Was there something I did yesterday?  You just kinda blew me off today.” He said

“I’m sorry, I enjoyed our time together yesterday, I loved being treated little and all, it has been a very long time since anybody has ever done that for me.  I just got a little scared, that’s all.  Plus I just wanted to relax today.” I said truly apologizing if I did in-fact blow him off.

“Tomorrow is the private island and beach, are you going over?” Max asked

“Yeah,  I got a beach cabana for two, but it is just me, wanna join me?” I asked

“Sure, will that be ok with the cruise line?”  He asked

“Should be I paid the price for two for it and have two tickets” I said.

“So yesterday you were pretty much in daddy mode with me, do you play daddy often?” I asked

“Honestly I had a girlfriend who liked to role play, and I was the oldest of 5, so I have experience handling toddlers like yourself” Max said

“Was your ex into the diapers as well?” I asked, becoming intrigued because he gave off a gay vibe to me, maybe my gaydar is broke.

“She would wear but never use them” He said

“Well that’s a waste of a good diaper right there.” I responded

“So what do you do when you go to the pool or beach about your diapers? I mean, don’t they swell up big time?” He asked

“Well I have a couple of swim diapers I can wear under my swim trunks.  They do nothing for peeing, but were I to have a bowel accident (not likely to ever happen), then it would keep it in there.  It is mostly to appease people who think I am incontinent and their requirement for a swim diaper.  I can keep myself dry if I try really really hard.” I said as I laughed about that last part

“Sure you can” Max quipped in sarcastically

I really wanted to get more into if he was gay or not, because I’ve never known a daddy to daddy another guy and not be gay.

“So you seem to like the daddy role, have you ever done that with other guys?” I     asked

His face got a little red from embarrassment, “Yeah a few times, guys in diapers kinda turn me on, but not the sex aspect of it.  Tried that once, not for me” He said

“So you’re not gay, but not that straight, only want sex with a woman, but will baby both?” I asked kinda intrigued about this and raised an eyebrow.

“Honestly Sex just does not rank up at the top of my list, with anybody at the moment, I just don’t want to be alone.” Max said

We talked for a few more minutes as I noticed the status of my diaper.  I really had to pee but this diaper wasn’t gonna hold it most likely.

“Uh I gotta take care of something in my cabin, wanna go back there?” I asked

“Sure, I bet somebody needs a change” He said which made me blush. “Don’t worry, it’s ok”

We headed towards the elevators as I waddled in front of him.  As we got on the elevator I could not hold it anymore and started releasing a stream of pee into my already oversoaked diaper.  It stopped just as we stepped off the elevator and headed towards my suite.  Once inside Max grabbed the changing pad and spread it out on the bed and quickly had me undressed and was stripping that diaper off.

“Christ  Jason, you are floating here.  You need to change before you get this soaked.”  He said as he cleaned me up and removed the diaper from under me. 

“Go hop in the shower and wash your diaper area good buddy” He said as he sat me up.  I scurried off to the shower and did as told.

When I came out of the shower, Max had a fresh diaper out on the bed and a bottle of juice on the bedside table. “Ok, you know the drill” he said as I hopped onto the bed.

He handed me the bottle of juice and started drinking it as he did his thing.  He donned a pair of gloves and lotioned me up head to toe, then put some rash cream on my diaper area before sprinkling powder on me and taping the diaper firmly up.  He dressed me in a onsie and handed me my teddy bear.

“I want you to go right to sleep, and call me when you get up in the morning, just not before 8 am, ok” He said

“Um humm” I said around the bottle nipple

“Good night” he said as he turned out the light in the bedroom leaving the faint glow of the bathroom light on as he walked out the door.

I soon finished my bottle of juice and slowly drifted off to sleep to have some wonderful dreams about Max as my daddy and me his baby boy. I dreamed that we travelled around the country and I was his full time baby and I had a nursery and play room.

I awoke to the sound of the cabin door closing as room service slipped out the door.  I got up and got my cup of coffee and danish that was on the tray along with a container of chocolate milk which I put in the mini fridge.  I looked at my watch and it was shortly before 7 am.  I went out on the balcony in just my onsie and diaper and watched as the sun arose over the horizon as we pulled into the pier at the private island.  I stayed there for a bit and pondered my dream last night.

I wondered what it would be like to have a daddy full time, and if Max was ‘the one’.  Not to mention how I would explain to somebody that ‘hey I am a mega millionaire lottery winner and never have to work again’.  I wanted somebody who loved me for who I am and NOT for the fact that I had money, which I pretty much think I have kept hidden, but there have been slip ups, like being able to just pay for something with not blinking.

It was about 8:45 when I called Max’s stateroom.  “Good morning buddy”, He said quietly on the phone.  “Did you sleep good last night?”

“I did, thank you for last night” I said, appreciating that he was so caring for me.

“Why don’t you get changed and meet me outside the main dining room for breakfast.  We have the time today, no need to rush to the island”. He said

I quickly got my diaper off, showered and redressed and made my way to the main dining room.  We had been eating the buffet breakfast, because we did not know that the dining room served breakfast or lunch, I thought it was just dinner only.

I ordered crepes with sweet cream and cherry topping, extra crispy bacon, large orange juice and a bowl of fruit.  Max ordered waffles and sausage.

“What’s your plans after the cruise? Heading home?” I asked

“Not really sure, I was supposed to meet a buddy next week but he got in trouble with the law and isn’t coming.  I don’t fly back home for another week.  So I think I am going to hit key west, maybe go up to Orlando and such.  You?” He said

I had to be honest with him.  “I actually have another cruise booked.  I did a back to back cruise, so next week I will be cruising to Bermuda.” I said sheepishly

“Really, that is nice.  That YouTube blogging must really pay good” Max said

“I haven’t been honest with you, I am a bit better off than what I let on.  Don’t get me wrong, I worked very very hard for the last 9 years, and I do make money by my blog.  I do have businesses that sponsor me for reviews on camping stuff and mobile working stuff.”

We finished breakfast and both headed back to our cabins to get our stuff to head to the island and beach.  We met in the atrium and headed down to the lower deck to get off the ship.

The pier had a steel drum band playing, souvenirs, drinks and more. We got on the shuttle to the beach and cabanas.  We had barely sat down when a steward came by with plates of fresh fruits and drinks, which we munched on. We both got some rum punch, I think I had 2 and started to feel tipsy.

“How’s your diaper holding up little one?”

“Oh it’s getting used” I said as the alcohol started working. “You should try one sometime”

“Eh, there not really my thing, but I don’t mind being a daddy to those who do” He said as he squeezed my knee, making me blush.

We got some food from the cabana boy and ate it, nothing like burgers and fries to fill ya up. 

By then my diaper was really really soaked and I needed a change, but also wanted to get in the ocean.

“Uh, um I need…”

“Somebody needs their diapee changed don’t they?” Max asked, cutting me off

I just nodded my head to confirm it.

Max got up and closed the walls of the cabana up and grabbed my bag and got the stuff out. “Now do you want another diaper or did you want a lil swimmer so you can get in the water?”

“Swim diaper, lets get in the water.” I said

He expertly took the diaper off and cleaned me up, before rolling the sodden diaper up and sitting it down next to my chair. Once in my swim diaper and trunks he opened the curtain around the cabana and we walked down to the beach and got in.

We swam and talked for what seemed like an hour but it was probably just 20 minutes.

“So where you headed to after your cruise next week?” Max asked

“Not sure, probably head up the coast and up to Myrtle Beach, then back through Smokies, West Virginia, not sure where else.  Ya know I really don’t have a plan, I go where the wind blows.” I said

“I’m sorry I just don’t know how you are able to afford all that traveling.   Like what? Do your parents have money?” Max asked

“Oh no, what I got is mine, let’s just say I probably won’t be slinging pizza, or possibly working a normal job unless I choose to.  I keep my finances very private.  I made some really good choices in life and try not to flaunt it, or let onto it for my personal security either.  Don’t take this the wrong way, but please don’t bring this up again” I said feeling that Max was getting a little nosy and it was making me uncomfortable.

Changing the subject, I thought I would find out more about Max.  “So where are you from, or where is home?”

“I am from a little town on the border of Ohio and Indiana.  My dad owns the grocery store.  I went to college in Colorado and worked the snow season at a ski resort.  I got a bachelors in forestry and environmental science” He said

“Well Mr. College grad, do you have a job you’re going to?”  I asked

“Nope, probably going back home to work the store and send applications out, most places already hired for the season” He said

We enjoyed the rest of the day at the beach and I was expertly diapered up for the trip back to the ship.

Our final night in the main dining room was great, the staff all came out and performed for us.  We ate well and tried almost everything on the dessert menu.  Then we ended up staying up late at the clubs, and snacking and people watching.

Before he went back to his cabin to finish packing up we exchanged contact info, and I promised to keep contact with him.  I kissed him and told him I really enjoyed our time together. He patted my diapered butt and hugged me and thanked me for the best time he has had in a while.

That night in my cabin, I seriously cried.  I was hoping that the person I always dreamed about was not slipping out of my grasp, I hoped I didn’t push him away with not wanting to reveal my finances.  I had his contact info and we were going to meet tomorrow for a quick breakfast before he got off the ship.

The next morning I found out that he would not be flying home until 2 days after my next cruise ended, and I promised to call him at minimum when I got back into town, or maybe while at sea.

I had been talking with my parents, yes both of them for the last month about maybe meeting up somewhere along the way.  My mom had always talked about wanting to see New Orleans, so I had offered to get them a vacation to New Orleans.  It was labor day weekend coming up, so dad was able to take the time.

I made it clear that if there was any drama that I would leave and things would go back to the way they were with us barely speaking.

I had arrived on Thursday evening to the Campground that I reserved.  I had asked my parents if they would rather be put up in a hotel or camp out in a cabin at a campground.  They said a campground was OK.  I had arranged to rent a cabin where I could also park my rig at.  They were set to fly in Friday afternoon.  I rented a nice SUV to take us around in as well, as nobody else would be comfy in the Fiat.

I had told them that I got cheap coach seats on the airplane, when in fact I had upgraded them to First Class.  About 90 minutes before their flight would land, I headed up to the airport to pick them up.  I decided to dress somewhat normal.  I wore some blue jean shorts and a Polo with a onsie underneath; of course I was diapered, at this point I really couldn’t go without them.

I parked the SUV and went inside to wait for them.  My dad was the first person I seen, pushing the luggage cart, as I raised my hands and waived.  Then my mom saw me and yelled out “Hey Honey!!” and started walking a little quicker, to an almost run.

“It’s so nice to see you” she said as she hugged me tight, not missing a chance to pat my diapered butt.

“Hey dad, how was the flight?”  I asked

“It was great, but you shouldn’t have spent that money for first class, your mom and I would have been fine in the cheap seats.” He said

“Speak for yourself Tim” My mom quipped in

“Should we go?” I asked

“Yep, lead the way” My dad said as he pushed the luggage cart out.

“Wait here and I’ll go get the car” I said as I ran ahead to go fetch the car from the parking lot.  I came back and helped them load their suitcases into the back of the SUV

“Nice SUV” My dad said  “You’ve always been into small cars”

“This is just a rental, I can’t tow something like this behind the RV in the places I have been. Trust me, you wouldn’t like the space in my car”

“So, I’ve seen your videos.  You go out dressed like that in public?” My dad said as we inched our way out of the city towards the campground.

“Yes, I am basically a 4 year old who isn’t potty trained at heart.  It is truly who I feel the most comfortable as”  I said confident in who I am

“Whatever makes you happy, and as long as your videos are true, you look really happy son.  Just please be safe and don’t do anything stupid like get caught up with some young kid.” He said, my dad always being on the clueless to dense side.

“Tim, it is nothing like that, like I told you he likes to be a kid, not do stuff with actual kids.  He’s not hurting anybody” My mom said

We quickly got on the subject of how much I won, to which I replied that I was able to be comfortable and support what I wanted to do.

“It was nice of your friend James to come take us to the airport and handle everything” My mom said

“Yes, he is a great assistant, like my own travel agent and butler and gopher all in one.  I simply would not be able to get some things done without some boots on the ground like him” I said

We turned into the campground, which looked more like a resort and ambled back to the cabin. I helped them unload their luggage and showed them around.

“Aww look at the little cute minion car” My mom said seeing the Fiat parked in front of the RV

“Yeah good thing you rented an SUV, that is tiny.  Is it a good car?” Dad asked

“Yeah, I got a good deal on it, paid cash for it, well put in on my Amex.  I put new tires and brakes on it, just for good measure too.  I’ve put maybe 400 miles on it driving, and it tows good flat.  I think I put gas in it when I bought it, and maybe topped it off once, and that is it for the last month.  Only scary things is when towing through Yellowstone and the Rockies.  You have to be so careful with the length on some of those hairpin curves.  When I went through the Rockies, I dropped it at a ranger station for the day when I went to the other side of the park for a night.” I said

“Wouldn’t something like a light motorcycle or those scooters be better?” Dad asked

“I had one, and it was limiting, couldn’t carry anything with me, and I almost hit a deer one night and laid it down.  I got rid of it.” I said

“Bet that was scary” Dad said to which I nodded

“Yeah, good thing I was diapered, first ya say it then ya do it” I said.  “That was the end of the cycle”

“OK, We can either hang out here and you can relax and catch up, or we can head out to see some sights?  We have this place the whole weekend. I have steaks, burgers, chicken, and chops in the freezer here, some beer, and a nice selection of liquor in my RV.” I said, hoping they would want to stay here and catch up.

We ended up grilling steaks and some of the chicken and talking out on the porch.

“So son, I can’t undo the things I said and did to you that night, but I want to make amends.  What I said and did there was no excuse for and I am truly sorry about it, I’ve been sorry about it for a while now, but just hadn’t had the chance to say it.  I love you and just want you to be happy with whatever you do and whoever you are with” My dad said as he reached his hand over to mine, with almost tears in his eyes.  Of course I was crying.

“I forgive you, I know you just didn’t understand, really I didn’t understand who I was until several years ago either” I said

“So where are you off to next?” My mom asked.

“Well I am looking at the gulf coast, down to Florida, probably hit Disney and Universal, then not sure.  I really don’t plan much more than a week or two ahead… I have a general major destination and then I just kinda fill in the rest.  Like this past week I had just left Branson, then over to Memphis and then down to here.  I got in yesterday morning.  I typically arrive in the afternoons, check in to a rv park, or campground and then plan out what I want to do the next day, do it, and then spend that night editing and the next day travelling a couple hundred miles or such and rinse lather repeat again. “ I said

“That has to not be that fun, sounds like a lot of work to me, sounds like you’d be burnt out by now?” My dad said

“Yeah it does get to become work, which I am not about.  So I will take a couple days in a location.  I also have to stop and let packages and mail catch up, get groceries, and other supplies.” I said

“So you are stopping and relaxing, right.  What fun is a vacation if you are too busy to enjoy it” My Mom said

“Oh yes I am taking my time.  For instance I spent almost 3 weeks in Yellowstone, Glacier and the Tetons, I’d either go out before sunrise, setup the cameras to do a time lapse and watch the sunrise, and then be back at the RV by noon to sleep until the evening, and then maybe the next day sleep until noon and get into the park in time to shoot the sunset and night time, then the next day sleep all day or stay in the RV.  Then I may go out the middle of the day.  I try not to be constantly busy.  I also moved to 3 different campgrounds during that time.

One day in Branson, I got back to back train excursions, one trip went south of their depot and back, and the next went north of the depot and back.  Spent the whole day seeing the sights and returned back to the RV and watched TV that night.”

“You need a longer break than a few days” My dad said

“I am thinking about once I reach Orlando,  going down to the Keys and then getting on a cruise ship for a bit to relax.  Not sure how long” I said as I got up and felt the weight of my diaper “Be right back”  as I headed to my RV and got my diaper changed.  Since it was getting late I decided to just get down to a printed onsie and a pair of athletic shorts.  I had brought my laptop with me.

“All better now” My dad said, knowing he was inquiring about my clothing

“Yep” I said

We ended up going inside where I hooked up the laptop and showed some of the photos and videos that don’t make it to the online videos.

The next morning, I cooked breakfast of eggs, bacon, toast before we set out to hit the town.  We took a carriage tour of New Orleans, ate beignets at the Café Du Monde, went to the French market.

We ended the night at Bourbon Street, where dad and me might have gotten a little tipsy.  Mom had said she would be the designated driver as long as I put the campground in the GPS. 

I don’t remember a whole lot about the ride home, but I kinda sorta remember getting a diaper change; which I am certain of, because I remember I was wearing a Peek-A-Bu diaper and woke up in a soaked lil paws.

I looked at my watch and it was noon, “crap I slept in late” as I got up and threw some clothes on and stumbled to the living room in the RV to find the coffee maker was on with a pot of coffee and a bottle of aspirin and water next to it. 

There was a note as well:

Somebody was pretty lit last night in addition to super soggy,
mommy got you taken care of. 
Take 2 aspirin and drink the whole bottle of water,
get some coffee and come next door.

“Well this is going to be awkward” I mumbled as I opened up the water and aspirin and took two and slammed back the water.  God I was thirsty.  I then grabbed a travel mug and made a cup of black coffee, fed the cat and slowly opened the door and stepped out into the sunshine.

I slowly made my way to the cabin to find mom and dad sitting on the porch.

“Well look who decided to join the world!” My dad said

“What the hell did I drink, my whole head feels like it’s going to explode” I softly said

My mom was just smirking “I think you tried everything once or twice last night.  You were three sheets to the wind by the time we got back to the car.  It’s a good thing you have keyless entry for your RV, as you could not figure out what key was what, nor the code for the door.”

Which brought us to the next subject.. “Uh, thanks for getting me to bed” I said as I blushed

“Well I didn’t have much of a choice, I couldn’t leave you that way.  You had already leaked on your jeans before we got to the car.  I went through your bag and found a changing pad and protected the seats.  Then when we got back here you were out of it, we had to practically carry you to your RV.”

“I am so sorry about that, embarrassed.  Trust me I don’t ever drink that much, usually one drink in the evening and that is it.” I said obviously embarrassed.

“It’s ok, I know you probably don’t drink that much and those drinks were pretty strong”  My mom said trying to make me feel better.  “Now, do you want some eggs or how about some toast to see that your stomach can handle”

“Let’s start with toast and work our way up to eggs” I said as I stumbled inside and made some toast and scrambled an egg. 

I returned to the porch with my eggs, toast and coffee.

“So what do you have planned for today” My dad asked

“Really nothing, I thought I’d leave it up to you two, there are several museums,  and tours to do, whatever you want.” I said as I scarfed down the toast and eggs

I finished my breakfast and quickly showered in the RV and was ready to go.  We hit a couple museums and some more shops in the French Quarter.  We did not get drunk though.

That night my dad insisted on cooking out, and we sat around the campfire a bit.  I can clearly say we both mended fences that evening.  He saw what I had accomplished, saw how life for me was and will always be different and we bonded.  The next afternoon I helped them pack up for their morning flight.

“So the whole diapers and toddler thing, is that what really makes you happy?  I mean it’s certainly not something I’ve ever heard of before” Dad asked

“Yes, it’s just something that really feels like who I really am.  I have felt this way for a very long time, probably since I was 12 or 13.” I said

“But why?  Was it something we did or didn’t do when you were growing up?” My mom asked.

“Was it us keeping you in diapers when you were growing up?” My dad asked

“Honestly, I don’t think that it was anything you did or didn’t do.  I am so thankful for everything you two did for me growing up.  When I was actually wetting the bed I was so thankful that you were supportive and I didn’t have to wake up in a wet bed every morning”. I said

“I just feel like that kid that never grew up.  At this point I don’t care if people look and laugh at me in my toddler outfits, I am happy just the way I am” I said

“Well whatever makes you happy, just stay safe out there whatever you do.  I know people won’t understand you and people like you and I worry about you” My dad said

“Where are you heading to next?” Mom asked

“I think I am going to be heading along the gulf coast, then to Disney, then maybe key west, not really sure.

We continued to talk until about 11:00 pm when we all headed to bed, Mom and Dad were flying out in the afternoon.

I had dad help me out by following me to the car rental place to drop my fiat off so I could trade out after sending them back at the airport. 

I bid my parents goodbye and after tearful hugs with my mom. I headed back to the car rental agency and dropped off the Tahoe and got in my little Fiat and drove back to the campgrounds and cleaned the cabin up, loaded stuff back into the RV, then hitched the Fiat to the back of the RV and headed out the next morning.    I spent the night in Mobile Alabama.

The next morning I got up and unhitched the Fiat and visited the USS Alabama and the maritime museum.  I stopped at some unique cafes and got a bite to eat. Before heading over to the mobile bay.  I must say the sunset was simply breathtaking.

Mobile was a simple stop over.  The next morning I headed out  towards Panama City beach where I stayed for 2 nights, and then onward towards Orlando.  I decided to stay at Fort Wilderness for close to 2 weeks.

I spent 6 days at Disney, seeing the new Star Wars Galaxy’s Edge, Epcot, the magic kingdom, Hollywood studios, even the water parks too.  I had to dress as an adult to go to the water parks.  After being 24/7 for several months it was really hard to not wet myself at the water park.

I then decided to do Universal Islands of Adventure, the Wizarding world of Harry Potter and Universal studios.

By the time I was done with the theme parks in Orlando I was looking for a break from traveling.  I had placed a call to my assistant / travel agent and got him on a project while I was in New Orleans and he had gotten it all worked out while I was in Orlando.

It was now end of September, I had been on the road for over 4 months at this point and was tired.

I had worked my way down towards key west for several days before my next adventure.  I arrived in Key West and found a place to park and basically just chilled for a week.  I sat at the local beach bar and slowly nursed an alcohol drink, then a virgin drink, ate some, and then repeated the process.  I’d go to the beach and relax with a cooler full of drinks and just sit in my lawn chair and read a book or listen to music.

After breakfast, around noon, I bid Jake farewell and headed south and then east towards the Rocky Mountains. I ended up stopping off about halfway on the way to the rockies in a town called Rawlins.  Finally making it to the rockies, I spent a couple days there visiting all the sites, saw a bunch of wildlife including bears, elk and birds and such. 

I ended up driving the whole way from Estes park to the other side of the park, grand lake one day, stayed overnight and drove back the next morning.  That was a long trip. 

I had unhitched the car at a parking lot and left a note saying I would return in a day; this way I didn’t have the extra weight and length of the car.  I honestly think I should have left the RV at the RV park I was at in Estes park and drove the car and stayed in a hotel.  At the heights that I travelled the wind blew the RV all over the place. I barely got faster than 15 MPH.

Honestly I think I could live in the RV permanently, get up in a new place each day and explore them.  I think I spent maybe 5 days there before I moved along to Fort Collins where I stayed a few days and relaxed again and let the mail catch up with me.  I also visited several brewery’s and participated in a pride parade, and went to another drive-in movie.  In addition to that fun I decided to meet up with another group of ABDLs for a munch. 

I next travelled out of Colorado, back up through Wyoming and over to the Mount Rushmore area.  I spent a night at a Walmart parking lot just to sleep and the next day arrived in Sturgis SD.  I toured the motorcycle museum, then headed over to deadwood to see where some celebrities of the Wild West are buried.

I ambled up the road to outside of Keystone SD.  I drove the car over to Mount Rushmore  for the night time lighting and then went the next day for the daytime activities.  Then I went to the Crazy Horse Memorial as well.  After that, for some reason I just felt like I was ready to move on. 

I got back on the interstate and kept seeing signs for Wall Drug in Wall SD.  After probably 40 signs I decided to stop.  I perused the shops and the massive complex that is Wall Drugs.  Got a bite to eat and a milkshake (in hopes it would bring all the boys to the yard – it didn’t).

I seriously for a moment forgot what I was dressed in when I went up to pay.

“Well look at you looking all cute” the middle aged lady behind the counter said as I reached in my pocket for my wallet and pulled out that gold Amex. 

“Thank you” I said as I blushed and handed over the card

“I can see somebody likes fire trucks” She said

“Yeah, and dinosaurs, and really everything child like” I said confidently as I took my tray and headed to a table to eat.

I stopped off at a local coffee roaster and got a couple bags of coffee that were flavored like Turtles and Kailua, this is gonna be good in the morning.

I headed over to the Badlands national park and to a campground inside the park.  I found that the cellular coverage was good there, and I could stay for up to 14 days.  I ended up seeing the sights in the car and then coming back to the RV in the afternoon.  I got some great sunrise and sunsets and time lapses there too. 

I had basically just chilled for two days.  I chatted with George from Texas and Jake from up near the Tetons.  Come to find out George had told his dad about himself one night when his dad got on the subject of me.  He said that didn’t go over all that well, but he didn’t care.

Jake was still trying to talk me into coming back up his way, but I made it clear that I had a roadmap of places to stop at, but may come back when I come out that way again.

I got an email from Luke, who said that he and Josh were back on the road again.  He said that he was not really staying on top of Josh about getting out of his night diaper, and even has let him wear all day. He said that time is too short to make a big deal out of things.

I stayed for 4 days in the badlands before heading out.  My next planned stop was Branson, MO – always hear so many things about it, thought I’d see what the whole thing was about. 

I stopped off at some towns here and there, took my time getting there as well, it was 850 miles, so I took about 3 days to get there, found a campground and then booked some shows.   Honestly I don’t see the whole appeal to it, after seeing one show, I was almost bored.  However, I was here to relax and have fun, so I just started to look for the off the beaten path stuff.  I found a train excursion and booked a ticket.  It was a nice way to spend a few hours seeing the scenery without me having to drive.  I had made the reservation for 4 days at the RV park and mainly just hung out during the day cleaning up the RV, working on content for my videos, doing voice overs, and picking up packages and getting packages delivered.

From Branson I moved along to Memphis TN.  I could only stay 2 days there.  I toured Graceland, really can you even go to Memphis and not go there?  I went out on the town as an adult on the famous Beale Street.  The next day I enjoyed the Memphis Zoo as my full toddler self, getting strange looks from over protective helicopter moms.  I love the Zoo, it is the perfect place to get into little mode for me.  I walked around there until they closed.  I checked my fitbit and I had walked over 20 miles.

The next day I slept in until like noon and boy were my legs tired.  Good thing I had worn a hat and sunscreen, because there were places on me that got quite a tan.

I had about 150 miles to leave California and get to Oregon, that was 4 hours of driving.  The nice thing about an RV is when I get tired, I can just pull into a truck stop and relax until traffic slows down.  I stopped about halfway there for about 4 hours and then continued.  I decided to sleep for the night at a truck stop just inside Oregon.  The next morning I went inside to eat and then hit the road.  I spent a couple days in Portland, then headed onward and eastward.

I went up into Washington state across to Spokane Washington and towards Glacier National park.    Luckily before I left California I had booked a spot at the national park as it was just into the busy season and the campgrounds were very busy.  I was lucky to have gotten a place.  I had allowed myself about 14 days to get there, as I knew that I had wanted to stop in Portland for a few days and then Glacier National Park for a few and then from there to Yellowstone.

One night after returning from dinner on the scooter I almost laid it down.  I decided that it was imperative to get an actual vehicle after having a late night (almost literal) run in with a deer.  It had me so scared I wet and messed myself.  Yeah I have to get a better mode of transport when I don’t have the RV.

I was driving through the backroads on my way to a campground I planned to stay a couple days in and catch up on editing and relax, get my mail, some packages, and get supplies .  I had been looking online as to what vehicle would be best.

I wanted something that could be flat towed, and didn’t require disconnecting the battery and crap.  It looked like the Fiat 500 was a good car for this.  It just so happened that I was stopped at a red light, and there she sat. A 2013 Fiat 500 in bright yellow paint, with the sticker of $7495. 

I wheeled and dealed and traded in the scooter and walked out of there only paying $4000 after tax.  I let the guy think I was going to finance it at his crazy APR of 10.9%.  Right as I got a signed deal, but before I signed for the financing, I whipped out the gold Amex and paid it.

“You’re not financing it?”  He asked, looking scared that he was not going to make the kickback that he thought.

“No I think my Amex has enough limit, I hope.” I said as I handed it over.

He tried to backpedal and get some extra options like scratch and dent protection, window etching, etc… to which I declined it all.

I swear I never bought a vehicle that quick and painless in my life.  I had my attorney overnight the title for the scooter, and I got the towing stuff ordered and an appointment to get it installed two days from then.  I paid them an extra $150 just to deliver it to the campground that I was staying at.

I spent the next two days driving the Fiat all around in a 50 mile radius stocking up on supplies, doing laundry, shooting video and photos.

Remember George the tire guy from Texas? Well turns out TxTireGuy is also Tx Tire ABDL.  I knew when his dad mentioned that he had caught George in a diaper in the day once, that it was more than a one-time thing.  I am betting that George was wearing way more than that and his parents either just never flat out caught him or never put 2 and 2 together.   We had been chatting back and forth a for a few days.  Seems Georgie had also faked the bedwetting for many years after he no longer needed them too.

I said that we would have to meet up again some day, but honestly I didn’t know when or really if that would happen.

I finally got the tow bar for the Fiat and got it all hooked up and was ready to head out. I had sent the title off to my Attorney who registered the car in Ohio and was to mail the plates back via Overnight to me at my next stop at Glacier.  I had told him to get something like Minion related.  I ended up with vanity plates  “Bee-Do”.  I had an idea for the back window of this car too…..  I was able to find somebody who would print me up a minion face with goggles; so now everybody who followed me saw a minion .

I only stayed at Glacier National Park for 4 days as I was having a hard time finding a campground that had room.  One had space one night, and the other I found only had a small space which my RV barely fit, and it didn’t have hookups.  The car made it nice because I could get way more done during the day and into the night by having it.

I puttered around heading towards Yellowstone.  I stopped off in Helena Montana, then Bozeman and then Livingston.

I was 3 days early, so I stayed in a little town called Gardiner Montana.  I had to call around to a lot of places just to find this campground.  Good thing I was self contained, meaning that I have a generator for power, I had my onboard water and sewer tanks too.  The first night I basically stayed in the parking lot, the other two nights I had a site with hookups.

I’m glad I had the car.  It helped when I was camping and didn’t want to drive the RV into places.  The trip from Gardiner into the park was maybe 25 miles, but it took an hour to get there because of all the switchbacks and such. I would head out in the morning and return by the evening just in time to feed the cat and get dinner.

Eventually I was able to get a spot inside the park, so I was able to venture out and get some wonderful time lapse sunrises, and sunsets from all sorts of places in the park.

Yellowstone was great, I saw Old Faithful erupt, and so much more wildlife.  I had planned to stay there for 10 days in total and I still could have stayed more.  I wore my cute toddler clothes to everywhere and people would take a second glance and smile at me.

The last day I decided that I needed to get my tanks dumped, fill up on fuels, and get some internet and cell access; so I headed into West Yellowstone MT.  I got my tanks dumped, then headed to the post office to get my amazon packages, I had some packages shipped to a local FedEx too (diapers). 

By the looks of my clean clothing supply,  I better get laundry done too.  The way I handled dirty laundry was to throw it into laundry bags as it got dirty.  I would take it from plastic totes in the closet clean. So when I ran out of clean clothes I would just drag out the fold up wagon from the underside of the coach and load my bags and totes into the wagon and go to the laundromat.    I figured that a Thursday afternoon would be a slow night at the laundromat,  Nope! this place was busy. 

Here I walk in with a pair of basketball shorts on and a t-shirt that wasn’t totally long enough, I had run out of onsies and normal pants.  I start loading my clothes into the washers, separating them as I go.  All my cute print onsies, and shortalls with an assortment of dinos, fire engines, teddy bears, race cars, beach balls, cute sayings and more on.  As I am working my shorts kept slipping down and showing off my diaper, not that the shorts were going to hide it anyways.

People are shooting me strange looks as I load all these toddler looking clothes into the machines.  This kid about 10 walks up to me  “Hi, I’m Josh, your diaper is showing.  I like your clothes”

“Oh sorry about that, thank you though” I said pulling my shorts back up.

“Why do you got diapers on?”

Good question kid… I think most adults that may have noticed probably thought I was special needs or something and needed them, nobody ever asked why.

“Well buddy, I just wear them and I am not ashamed that I wear them either” I said

“Oh, I wear pullups at night cause I pee the bed”  Josh said

“Well I hope someday that you won’t need them anymore”

“I do too, but I don’t mind if I always have to wear them” He said

“Josh, quit bothering that guy.  Hi I’m Luke, Josh just likes to talk to people”

“Perfectly ok, I travel alone so the only interaction I get is strangers and my cat

“Why do you travel alone?” Luke asked

“Well I always dreamed of traveling around in an RV and seeing the country, and things happened and I am able to do just that.  I left home right after memorial day weekend and have been on the road since.

“Over the road trucker here, Josh is just along for the summer.  This is my visitation time.  Thought I would take a week off to see the park. Borrowed a buddy’s trailer and we headed up here.”

“Are you enjoying it so far?” I asked

“Yeah, but it’s coming to an end, gonna have to get back on the road in a few days.” Luke said noticing my laundry.  “You got kids too?”

“Nope just me and the cat”

“Then that’s a unique wardrobe.” Luke said

“Yeah, I am one of those people you hear about that dress as toddlers and wear diapers” I said wanting to keep it honest.

“I see, yeah I’ve met some truckers that are into that, whatever floats their boat.  I see you must wear diapers often.”

“Yes I wear 24/7, it was my choice when I set out on this trip.  Best choice ever.”

“So you don’t actually need to wear a diaper, you just want to?” To which I nodded my head yes.

“Josh wets the bed at night.  He would stay in his goodnites all day if I let him, I usually have to tell him when he gets up to get changed.”

“Yeah he told me.  I wet too until I was like 15, then I just kept on wearing”

“I know we’re strangers, but if you’re interested, we are going to go to the pizza place across the way when we are done here, if you want to join us?”

“Yeah sure, it gets lonely in the RV with just the cat.  I got to dry still but I should be done in and hour. I just have to fold and then store them back in the RV.  I’m gonna drop the RV off at the RV park and then I will meet ya there” I said

“Yeah, mine should be done in about 30 minutes.  Then Josh wants to call his mom.  So an hour should be good.  So where ya from?”  Luke asked

“I’m from a little town in ohio.  Just doing a fun trip because I can.  I’m eventually headed back home.  Been out to the Grand Canyon via Route 66, clear to the Santa Monica pier when the route ends, then up the PCH, got the hell out of California when some homeless guy tried to break into it, went to portland, Seattle, Spokane, then over to glacier national park, then here to Yellowstone.  I stayed in Gardner for a few days, then camped inside the park for the last 10 days.  I’m staying here in town tonight , then I’m heading out tomorrow, gonna hit the Grand Tetons, swing over to Mount Rushmore then down to Colorado to visit the rockies then head home.”

“Holy cow that’s a lot of traveling, what about 10 thousand miles”

“Getting close to that.  I know I have had 2 oil changes on the road so far.  More tanks of gas and propane that I can count” I said as I got finished folding and packing my totes and put them back into the wagon.

“Just wondering, and tell me if I am out of line….  Bet you haven’t had to empty the black tank have ya” Luke asked, inquiring if I ever used the toilet.

“Yeah a many times, not as much as I would have not wearing diapers.  Not to be gross, but messing a diaper isn’t all that fun.  Sure the feeling is nice, but the cleanup stinks literally.  If I can help it, it try to use the bathroom for taking a shit” I said

“Well I am going to get my stuff in my truck and let Josh call his mom, meet ya there about 7:30, OK” Luke said

“Awesome, see ya there” I said as I wheeled my red wagon out of the laundromat and to my RV.  I quickly put the totes where they belonged, got my diaper changed, and got into a relatively normal looking outfit.  As I didn’t want to go too overboard.

I had plugged in the RV, started the AC and I hopped in the minion mobile and headed over to the pizza place and found Luke and Josh.

It was fun to have dinner with somebody else and we made further small talk.  Luke is out of Kentucky, while Josh and his mom live in Indiana.  Luke does not get to see Josh all that much so he takes him all summer.  Most of the time they just ride around in the semi while Luke works.

“So how does somebody your age afford to be traveling all this time in a nice RV?” Luke asked

Oh boy, gotta be careful here…. I try not to let on that I have money, which to do so requires lying

“I came into some money when I turned 25, stocks, savings bonds and saved up a ton of money 10 years working.  The pizza parlor I worked in is slow this time of year, so I ‘quit slash got laid off’ for the summer months and thought no time like now.  I took out a loan on the RV, probably gonna sell it when I get back home” I said, hoping that would work.  I think it did.

I told him to follow me on YouTube and gave him my general email address and I picked up the tab.  I drove back to the RV.  That night it was still quite warm, so I got down to just a onsie and diapered up nice and thick.

That night I had a dream about that day when I came out to my parents.  My dad told me that I was no longer part of the family and that he was disowning me.  He shoved me and told me I had 30 minutes to grab my shit and get the fuck out of his house and NEVER come back.  He called me a faggot, said he hoped I got AIDS and other nasty stuff.  I woke up in a sweat, and a sodden diaper… the latter had not happened for years.  I looked over at my phone and it said 3:30 am.  I sat awake in the dark for a bit trying to forget that day.

At about 4:30 am  I decided to get some coffee and work on some editing and computer work.   I grabbed my camera bag, firearm and found a nice vista point to shoot one last sunrise.  I then headed back to the RV, made an iced coffee and some eggs and bacon, fed the cat and then hopped back on the road.  I travelled from Yellowstone and into Grand Tetons, which took several hours.

The Grand Tetons were wonderful as well.  I found another nice campground to stay at in the national park for a night.  I finished my latest vlog with some wonderful slides.  I took the time to chat with my mom via text.  I got an update from my assistant, checked my mail that he had scanned onto the cloud drive.

I sent a message to another ABDL I knew from online by the name of Jakey to see if he still wanted to meet up the next day, he did.  Even though he was 15 years older than I was, The next day was a blast.  We rode 4-wheelers, fished for a little bit and just sat and watched wildlife as the sun went down in just our onsies.

I got on the subject about my parents and me coming out and told him what all happened.

“Seriously he said that to you? Jake asked

“Yep”, I said

“Well yeah, I’d never see them again.  Disowning goes both ways ya know” Jake said as he took a sip of his soda.

“I know that he can’t take back the things that he said and did, but I am willing to allow him to try, but it won’t ever be the same.”

“So how did a pizza delivery guy ever afford all this” Jake said pointing to the RV.

“Let’s just say I come into some money. Enough I could quit my job and get a good deal on the RV, plus I make money doing the YouTube videos and such” I replied, never letting on how much money I came into. Nobody needs to ever know that.

“This is a nice piece of land you have here too.  I could wake up in a location like this every day and never get bored.” I said

“Yeah it is quite some place, I love it out here.” Jake said

“So how’d you end up here?” I asked wondering how he could afford this plot of land.

“Well you know the pizza place in town; I started that with my ex.  It was literally just a shack barely big enough for the pizza oven, a freezer and cooler.  We actually got an old freezer trailer and had it parked out back.  It was the first new restaurant in 45 miles.  Soon we were so busy that we had to expand and build a bigger place.  We took the profits and bought more land, built more shops… the whole ‘build it they will come’ thing. “

“So you basically own the town?” I asked

“I own a good portion of the new buildings. We built the places and helped the business owners get setup, then they pay us back for the investment.” He went on “My Ex had been sick and knew it, he was 10 years older than me.  He knew when we expanded the pizza place and built the other shops that time was not on his side.  We built this place right before he got really sick, we got married 6 months before he passed and we had the best 6 months.  Every morning we’d wake up with each other, I’d help him up to the porch and we’d watch the sunrise while drinking coffee.”

“I got a question, how do you survive in cowboy country and be gay?” I asked

“Trust me there’s more gay cowboys that you can shake a stick at; they just won’t admit it. When I first moved up here I was so afraid of being beat to death just for being me.  It helps that I am not afraid to get dirty and be outdoors. I can hang with the men.” Jake said “So you see, I have a manager who runs the pizza place and I collect the rents, sometimes I tend bar or wait tables at the pizza place.  You should think about staying for a few days, it’d be fun”

“While that sounds great, I have more stops to make and still have a home in ohio still.  Maybe in a year or so after things settle down and get back to normal” I said, knowing that a place like this was on the list somewhat, but I could not let on that I had the money to likely buy a plot of land and build a house with cash.

We hung out into the night, at about 2 am I stated that I needed to head to bed.  Jake had tried to talk me into staying in his house, but I was adamant about going to my own bed.  This was something I always did anytime I met somebody.

I got to bed about 3 am after I did a walk around of the RV to be sure that everything was secured.  I got in and turned on my alarm system and went to bed.

I woke up the next morning to a text and knock on the door “Hey buddy, the sun is going to be up soon, want to watch it.  I got coffee going”. I threw on a pair of shorts and grabbed the camera, tripod and a flashlight.  I got a couple of great shots of the sun coming up over the edge of the horizon reflecting off the lake.

“Beautiful isn’t it?” Jake asked

“It sure is, don’t worry, I won’t give away the location of any photos or videos” I said

“Thank you, I would rather not have people nosing around” Jake said

I made some breakfast burritos for us both and then made another once-around the RV to check for the compartments being latched up, car secured and ready to be towed.

After being gone for almost 1.5 months, I had finally made it to the end of the Route.  I took a photo and shot some video at the Santa Monica Pier, got my route 66 passport stamped then headed up the pacific coast.

I wasn’t ready to head home yet, far from it.  I had mapped out some other destinations that I wanted to see. I really wanted to take my time, I had several video posts I had scheduled out, I was now premiering about a week or more in the past, as I had some followers who had found me once based on my route trajectory.

I had made it as far as California and trust me I seen all I needed to see there.  Just pure filth and crime.  I had some homeless guy try to break into my RV one night while I was at a state park. 

I was sitting on the sofa with all the shades drawn, so it looks like the whole RV is dark from the outside.  I was just working on editing and writing a blog post when I got a chime from the security system that the motion detectors picked up something.  I clicked over to the security system hoping to see like a dog or cat or maybe even a wild animal.  Nope just the indigenous Californian homeless bum.  Soon thereafter I hear the lock on the side door being messed with.  I reached into the bureau drawer and punch in the code and my handgun safe pops open.  I quickly load the clip and rack one in the chamber.  I also grab the baseball bat and hit the silent panic button so the police are on their way.  I put my handgun in my back waistband just incase it becomes necessary for deadly force.

By now the person is really fiddling with the door and it sounded like they were using some sort of tool to get it open.  I wait until they are close to the door and quickly unlatch it and knock them in the head.  I then swung the bat connecting with their back and then again in the kneecap… they were down.  I hear the police cars and see the lights.  I quickly retreat into the RV and secure my handgun as it is illegal in Commie-fornia to have a CCW.

The police arrive and call the guy a medic as I probably broke his kneecap.

“Do you think it was necessary to beat him with a baseball bat” The officer asked

“He’s lucky I only hit him twice with the bat and once with the door, he was breaking into MY HOME!” I said as I raised my voice.

They asked me some more questions, which I told them any more and I would need to get my attorney on speakerphone.  They wanted to know who’s RV it was, and why it was not in my name. 

“It belongs to a blind trust, I have a trust to keep my Identity hidden” to which I provided the notarized documentation that I was the controller of the trust.

“What like you won the lottery” The office asked

“Yeah something like that, maybe.  Nothing illegal, just none of anybody’s business”

I emailed them a link to see the 360 degree security footage showing him sneaking up trying the front cab doors and then the side door, him pulling hard on the door and then trying to use a pry bar to get it open.

“I had planned to stay for a week initially, but I will be gone after breakfast in the morning, seen all I need to see to know that this state is a literal shit show”

“Yeah, we can only do what we can do.  We’ve arrested this guy at least 5 times for breaking and entering and theft and the courts keep letting him out.  He’ll have a pretty good limp now… his knee is all jacked up.  That’s what he gets”

True to my word, the first light of morning I got breakfast, unplugged the RV, put my awning in and did a walk around and was on my way out of there. 

I decided that I hadn’t checked in and it was time to text my mom.

Hey mom, just leaving California
Probably gonna head up thru Portland Oregon,
then Yellowstone, then rockies
then back home
I call later,
Good story for you later

OK
Drive safe
don’t forget 2 call

After traveling down the mother road for almost 4 weeks now I made it to the small town of Williams Arizona at about 6 pm, found my campground for the night, got stuff set up and got the scooter off the RV and took a ride around town.  I got a nice steak dinner at a place called Rod’s and made note of the laundromat next door and where I could park the RV.

The next morning, I got up, got breakfast and got ready for the day.  I had booked a deluxe ticket on the train ride up to the Grand Canyon.  It looked amazing! I knew that I had to come back the next day, as the train was set to leave before I really had a chance to explore everything in the 2 hours that we had.  On the way back to Williams we got robbed on the train, which we all played along with. I took the time to see if I would be able to park the RV at least or better yet, camp up there.  I was not able to be able to camp in the Grand Canyon village, but it was a mile from there and I could ride the scooter up to the village. 

I needed to get laundry done that night if possible.  I asked my car attendant if they had a taxi or Uber type service in town.  He gave me the number of a taxi service.  I texted them and asked if they could pick me up a bit later and take me to the laundromat.  This was better than unhooking the RV, driving it into town and trying to park it and then go back and hook up again.

Sunday night must be the night for laundry for the whole town because that place was packed.  I separated my clothes into lights and darks and tossed in a laundry pod as people couldn’t help but notice the obvious juvenile looking clothes I was loading into the machines.  I found an empty area and waddled my padded ass over there and sat down in a seat and got on the iPad and checked my email and messages.  I texted my mom.  I had been letting her know in more realtime about where I was at after the whole stranded in Texas incident.

Hey mom, just checking in…
went to Grand Canyon today,
probably going back tomorrow.

That’s nice, hope you had a great time.
I remember we went years ago when you were still in diapers.

LOL. I still am in diapers

You know what I meant….  Stay safe, call sometime.

Will do, love you too

I got my clothes from the washer and into the dryer and finished checking my online accounts as well.  I ordered a pizza to be delivered to the RV when I got back there.  I ate while while watching TV and folding the clothes back up and storing them.

I decided to sleep in that next morning since I was up so early yesterday and I had to move the RV to the new place.  At about 10 am I had to finally get out of bed or risk leaking onto the sheets, which I had just washed.  I got up, changed out of my sodden diaper and hopped into the shower despite that jerk Zorro meowing loudly because I had not fed him yet.  As soon as I stepped out of the shower. MEOW!! Meow, meow.  “You are going to have to wait for a few” I said as I grabbed a fresh diaper, onsie and some shorts.  After getting diapered up I fed his excellency so he would leave me alone while I made my breakfast and ate it.  The video I started to upload last night had finished and I set the date and time for it to go public 4 days from now.  I noticed that I had a comment from “TxTireGuy”  How those tires holding up?  To which I replied that they were good.

It was about 1PM that I got everything packed up, did my walk around and pulled out of my spot to make the hour trip up towards the Grand Canyon village.  I pulled into the campground and got my RV setup and plugged in so I could leave the AC running for Zorro.  I got the scooter off the back of the RV and headed out.

I drove all around the Grand Canyon, taking photos, and videos.  As the light of the evening started to dim, to a sunset I shot several more photos and some timelapse and then I headed back to the campground.  I fed the cat, got my little grill setup and grilled some brats. 

I got up early the next morning to get into the park at a different vantage point and get the sunrise as it came up and blanketed the canyon with light.  That was a cool morning, as I had waited in a lawn chair while every 30 seconds, I could hear my camera beep that it took another frame of video.  After almost 2 hours I had what I needed and headed back to the RV Park to get changed and get some breakfast too.

This last little trip reminded me that the scooter is not the most opportune vehicle when it is cold and rainy, plus I am traveling to some places that I could encounter wildlife.  Plus, ever try to balance a bag chair, and backpack of camera gear.  I’ll be on the lookout for something.

I stayed that day and night near the grand canyon, just riding around the park, vlogging and stuff.  The next morning I would head out westward.  I stopped off in a town called Seligman, and just so happened to stop and get a haircut and grab a bite to eat.  Next stop Kingman AZ, for a railroad museum and the Arizona Route 66 Visitors center before heading to a campground for the night.

Since it was the weekend of the 4th of July (actually July 4 was Monday)  I stayed in Kingman for a nice fireworks show, even hit up the neighboring towns to see their fireworks. 

I decided to explore and blog some more around the area for the next week. Went to Oatman and did a blog on the burros, pieced together some more grand canyon stuff so I had a filler to stretch out more footage in the grand canyon; as I did not want to upload any stuff past the Grand Canyon until I was out of the area.

I was driving along on the back highways that go between Texas, to New Mexico and the whole back end started shaking, probably the road surface.. then I start hearing a kuh-thunk kuh thunk and it really started shaking… I find a place to pull over, as I was likely going to be there awhile too.

“Just F-ing great” I thought.  I hopped out and one of my rear inner tires is just shredded.  I grabbed my phone…. “Even better” I yelled as I see ‘NO SERVICE’, not even a ‘emergency calls only’.  “Well this sucks, stuck out in the middle of nowhere, no cell service.” I sat there for an hour and no cars passed by, soon it would be sundown and this is not a safe location.  I just prayed that somebody would pass by.  I had put reflectors out about 500 feet back.  I mean I could stay here for the night, but didn’t want to.

Then I remembered that I had a GPS that had satellite communicator, I thought it was silly for my attorney to suggest it, but I bought it just the same.  I dug it out of my hiking gear and it turned on.  I figured an SOS was what I needed so I composed one.

SOS, My vehicle has broke down,
inside dual tire flat, no cell signal,
no cars in last hour. 
In RV send tow truck/assistance.

Then I hit send.  The screen lit up red.  It took about 2 minutes but the device chimed.

SOS RESCUE CENTER are you injured?

NO, just need tow truck/roadside assistance

Help is on the way, may take an hour or more,
will update stay put, reply if situation changes

It took about 2 hours but off in the distance in the direction I came from I saw an amber light bar coming down the road. By then I had ate dinner and fed the cat and had gotten a diaper change.  I had been videoing the ordeal since it started. It took him close to 10 minutes from when I first saw him to arrive… the sky was that clear.    The tow truck slowed down and turned into where I was and turned around.  The driver jumped out of the cab and yelled “Well baby man we meet again”  Just great, the guy from the gas station where I got propane. “What do we have here?”

“The inside tire on the drivers side is shredded.”

“Yep, well best we can do is tow ya back to town to my shop and George can fix it tomorrow.  How in the heck did you get ahold of anybody, cell phone don’t work out here and NOBODY comes down this road I bet?”

“Nope no cell service, and you are the first vehicle I have seen in I think 3 hours.  Luckily I had a hiking GPS with satellite SOS.  Good thing I was prepared.” I said

“You need a CB radio, it’s what ya need.  Is it just you or are there others in there?”

“Just the cat”

“Ok, well get everything turned off in there and closed up because I’m gonna lift it from the back so I can get that wheel off, so mr whiskers might wanna hold on” He said

I went in and put Zorro into his carrier and closed everything up then he lifted up the back of the RV and got out an air gun and had the outer wheel off and then the inner off.  He pulled the mangled tire off and put the rim back on along with the outer tire. He then secured the RV to the tow truck and said “Lets go, hop in.  The cat can go in the back” he pointed to the tow truck

“How far is it to your shop?” I asked wondering how long this ride with bubba would be.

“About 45 minutes away.  My names Rodney”

“Jason” I said as he grabbed his CB Radio

“Dispatch I got the RV, heading back home, please call county dispatch and let them know that we are coming back to my shop, tell George that he has a tire that needs done in the morning.” Rodney said as he hung up the mic.

“Is it ok that I stay in the RV tonight in your lot?” I asked hoping it was going to be OK

“Sure, not a problem, me and the misses live out back of the shop.  I’ll have George get ya fixed first thing in the morning and you’ll be back on the road.  If you need electric there’s a box on the side of the building you can plug into.  We normally use that for the welder, but it’s a good 50 amp connection.”  Rodney said as we drove on into the darkness.

We had been going for a good 30 minutes in silence when he said “So why do you dress that way?”

“I just do, I’m the kid who never grew up” I said sheepishly, not really wanting to get into the whole ABDL thing with somebody who probably does not understand alternate lifestyles

“Looks like you’re the kid that never potty trained either” he said making me blush.  “My boy George was a bedwetter until he was in high school, I know what a diaper under jeans looks like and that walk.  When he was probably 13 or 14 I caught him wearing one of them in the day, not sure why though”

“Yeah well some people find them comfy and comforting” I said, leaving it at that.

By the time we finished that conversation we were pulling into the small town, if you could call it that.  It was the gas station, a small market, and 2 large metal barns with cars around them and a house trailer in the back.  He stopped and backed the truck and my RV onto the lot. He dropped my RV and told me to make sure my brakes were engaged before he unhooked it.  I hopped in and set the parking break and checked my level and I was good.  He told me that George would be in around 8 am and would have it done then.

The next morning I was awake right before 7 am.  I had my coffee brewed and was finishing my eggs when I heard a big pickup truck pull onto the lot.  That must be George,  he hopped out of his truck and walked into the house at the back.  I quickly went to the bedroom and got changed and cleaned up as I was probably going to need to vacate the RV so they could fix the tire.  Sure enough at 8 am George, Rodney and a lady who was probably his wife came out of the house and walked past the RV.  Rodney and George stopped and knocked on the RV door.

“Well good morning.  Hope you slept ok being this close to the road.” Rodney said

“Hi I’m George, We’re gonna start working now on that tire, did you need anything else checked or done?”

“You know check the rest of the tires and if you got time change the oil too, you do take credit card right?” I asked

“Sure do.  Your kitty can stay in the RV, if you want to go over to the gas station/café and wait until it is done, I’ll call ya when we know something” George said

“OK, I said as I put my boots on an walked across the road”

The lady who I assumed was Rodney’s wife greeted me when I came in and asked how my night was.  I ordered a cup of coffee and some toast and bacon, since I was out of bread and bacon in my RV.  About an hour later Rodney came over and sat down across from me, and I knew that I was up for a sales pitch.

While I was waiting at the gas station / truck stop / laundromat / hair care center/post office/you name it!, I found a CB radio that looked like it would fit the bill for me.  I had noticed that the RV had an extra antenna which I assumed was a CB antenna.

“OK, so we checked your other tires, the other 3 on the back should probably be replaced, the other inside one is probably going to go anytime, and the other two don’t have much tread left.  I can get them all replaced after lunch, I’ll have them in stock then.”  He showed me the estimate and I agreed to it.

“Hey that antenna above the drivers side mirror, is that a CB antenna?” I asked.  “I think there is still wiring in the overhead compartment above the drivers seat.”

“I can check on that when I go back over.  If the wires are there it should be pretty easy.  I can take it back over there and get it installed while I am waiting on the tire guy.” Rodney said

I went back to the RV to grab the laptop and worked on some stuff in the café then ordered lunch; baked steak, mashed potatoes and gravy and vegetables.   True to his word he had the tires replaced around 3 pm and I was back on the road at 4 pm.  I gave them my business card, and they gave me there’s and I was on my way to New Mexico.

I loved New Mexico.  I stayed in a little town called Tucumcari.  I had only planned for a night or two… I ended up staying for 3 nights.  The first night I ate at a great Mexican restaurant then I spent about an hour checking out the neon on the various buildings.  The next day I definitely had to hit up the dinosaur museum, which I certainly did wearing my dinosaur onsie; never minding the looks I got.  I went to several other museums there as well.  I seriously loved that little town, but I had to keep moving along down the route.

I stopped off at a few more places before I scooted into Arizona.  I stopped at the jack rabbit trading post and then had to take a photo of me Standin’ on the corner in Winslow Arizona, then the wigwam motel in Holbrook, Meteor Crater. 

The first full weekend in June, on the 3rd it all fell into place.  The RV dealer called and said that they had the modifications made to my RV were complete and I was ready to roll as soon as I loaded up the RV.

I had moved everything from my garage several days ago to a warehouse where I could pull the RV into and not be seen.  That weekend I got all the supplies and equipment that I had delivered.  See I had been a closeted Adult Baby for several years, often only being able to indulge in it maybe once a month or so.  No longer would this be the case.

I loaded up several bags of assorted diapers into the bedroom of the RV and packed storage crates for the under carriage. I had bought onsies and other childish clothes for my new life. The pantry and refrigerator were stocked up the next few weeks of traveling, chocked full of all the things a growing young man would need. Chicken nuggets, pizza rolls, hot pockets, soda, juices.

I also had healthy fruits and veggies.  I had reusable water bottles so I didn’t generate the trash of bottled water, nor the weight.

At the direction of my attorney, I needed to hire an assistant.  They had to be somebody not from around here, but not too far away.  They would not know how much money I had.  At the end of the day they would work for the trust.  They were in charge of checking the mail, booking travel, making reservations and such, buying and shipping the things I cannot order online.  Handling things like registering vehicles and more.

I put the ad in the newspaper with a mailbox at the UPS Store 30 miles away.  I looked over the 50 some resume’s that were sent in, until I found the right person.  He was not from around my town, facebook page was clean, no mutual friends or contacts.  I interviewed him and vetted him and hired him.

It was a part time gig and could be done pretty much however they wanted, they just had to check the mail 3 times a week, be available when needed and he would be paid almost as much as a full time employee.

Friday morning, I grabbed my new cell phone, my cat and laptop and loaded them in my car.  Set the security alarm.  My recently hired assistant had his first assignment.  I had my assistant ride with me to the warehouse I had used that weekend.

“Nice RV”

“Yeah, I got it for a great price.  When you return my car back to my house, please lock it in the garage, and put the keys in the safe and lock that too.”

“Got it!” James my assistant said

“Then when you get back to your house, just send that email off for me.  Check the mail twice a week, scan it and call me if it is anything major.  You have John, my attorney’s number as well”

“Yes I do” my assistant said  “Enjoy your trip”

Once I got in the RV and hit the road, I turned off my old cell phone and turned on the new one.  Operation ‘new life’ starts. 

My assistant sent me a text an hour later “Email sent”

Dear friends and family,

I am writing you to inform you that I have been keeping a secret for the past 45 days.  I recently was afforded the chance to make a break and start a new chapter in my life. I have made the choice to head out on an adventure. I will return eventually, someday.  I am traveling in my RV that I purchased this past month. I have taken Zorro Cat with me and my house and car are secure.  I will not be responding to emails at this address or my cell phone on this trip.  I have acquired a new private cell number and email account. I have closed all social media accounts so that I cease to exist online.  I have setup a new YouTube account called Adventures with Zoro Cat.

I ask that you do not try to find me, as all videos will be well time delayed and random.  Please know that I will contact those of you that I feel need be contacted in due time.  Please do not ask for details about where I am going next or how I am being supported, but rest assured that it will be sufficient to allow me to be comfortable.

I will call on my old cell number if I wish to maintain contact with you.

I sent a letter to my landlord stating that I would be gone for an extended time and specifying that my assistant would be coming to check the mail.  I let him know his number, my attorney’s number as well and that nobody should be permitted to enter besides those two or himself per my lease.  I had installed doorbell cameras and security cameras.

That first day I stayed about 60 miles away from home just in case something happened with the RV.  I sat there that night on the sofa in my RV watching my phone blink that I had a call that got dropped to voicemail, my email was blowing up too.

I was finally free.  I diapered up that night and put my new baby printed onsie on and covered up and snuggled up to my teddy bear.

The next morning I awoke to Zorro purring next to me.  I got up and made a cup of coffee and sat down to check my email and my old phone.  I had 75 new emails from friends and my mom.  100 texts from people, and my voicemail was full, mostly my mom.

It hurt that I had to make a clean break from all my friends and family, but on the advice of my attorney it is best to not let everybody know you have money as people wanting loans and money come out of the woodwork.

I sat down at my desk and started writing a blog and then recorded a video segment.  I changed my diaper.  Then I hit the open road.  I planned to drive about 300 miles that next day to get to the start of my journey.  I had a list of places I wanted to hit.  First plan was to drive Route 66.  I started in by going through Indianapolis and up to just south of Chicago.  I did not want to start at the beginning of the Route 66, as it begins in downtown Chicago, and I am not about to try to maneuver a 28’ RV in that area. 

The first town I stopped off in was Willmington, IL where I stopped to see the Gemini Giant, sadly the restaurant was closed, so I headed down to the Polk-A-Dot drive-in for a bite to eat.

At about this point I was getting a bit tired and wanted to stop for the night so I could get working on the videos and photos for the day.  I found a truck stop right off the interstate and found a place in the back, but well lit. My on-board batteries were well charged up, so I was able to keep from having to fire up the generator.  After getting my daily video edited, I uploaded it to YouTube as a private video; this was what all videos would be set to until I had left the area.

The next morning I woke up and grabbed a bowl of cereal, fed the kitty, got changed and hit the road after filling up at the fuel island.  Then I hit the route again. I stopped off at a couple old gas stations and other landmarks.  I made it to a little town about an hour from St. Louis in a town called Litchfield, IL.  I had a great early dinner at a little diner on the route.  Then I headed up to a campground to setup the RV for the night.  On the way to the campground I passed a drive-in theatre, that might be fun to do. 

I had just pulled into campground to see if they were open.  I walked into the office to ask if they were taking overnight campers and if they had spots with hookups.  The guy behind the counter must have thought I was way younger than I was, as he said “You gotta be 21 to be able to camp here, so tell your parents that they need to come out of the RV to register”

“Well I am in luck, I am old enough” I said as I pulled my ID out and my credit card out of my nylon Velcro wallet with Mickey Mouse on it.

“Son you could have fooled me!  You look about 12 or 13, sorry about that” He said

From the doorway to the back office I heard an older woman probably in her 60’s say “Jim, leave the boy alone.  Now don’t pay no mind to him, he’s just grumpy.  We don’t normally see young people with that size of an RV, they usually are wanting to tent camp.”

“Yeah she is nice, glad I could afford it.  Hard work and luck”  I said as I smiled, knowing just how much luck was involved in it.

“Your outfit just looks so young and cute” She said

“Thank you, I am just a little kid at heart” I said as I looked around the store

“Where you heading to?” Jim asked

“Going to do the Route clear out west, then probably head up north and over to the national parks and such in Montana, Wyoming, Colorado, south Dakota….. That’s about as much as I have planned at this time” I said, honestly I really did not have much planned, after all I had no time table to get home by.

“Well are you staying just one night or two?” the lady asked

“I think just one night for sure, might be two.  I’m gonna study what is around here, so go ahead and charge me for two and we’ll see what I find in the area.  I have a small motorcycle so I can go out and explore tomorrow during the day.

I had been sending my mom texts daily to let her know I was OK.  We had a codeword of Barney that I used when I was traveling.

Hey Mom, doing ok, Barney and I are safe, will call when I can

After I got setup at the campground I tried to see if I could pack my lawn chair on the scooter, and it was pretty good.  I ended up heading into the drive-in and watching a movie before heading back to the campground for the night. 

Good thing I paid for two days, I slept in really late, it was after noon before I rolled out of bed, and after I reserved tickets for the gateway arch that afternoon, it was close to 2 pm when I pulled out. 

I was beginning to fall into a routine of things, coffee, email, blog and vlog, feed the cat, change diaper and then go out and explore where I was. I’d shoot videos of my adventures during the day and edit in the evening and upload overnight.

I stopped into the office to let them know I was heading out and checked out. 

“Heading out?” Jim said

“Yep gonna dump the tanks, fill up on water and head into St. Louis and do the arch and then move on down the road.” I said

“Well enjoy your trip, and stay safe out there” Jim said

I dumped the waste tanks on the RV and filled up with clean water.

I pretty much decided that I would be in diapers as much as I could.  I was a thin, young, athletic guy.  So when I decided to wear 24/7 and dress in my toddler looking clothes it was still cute looking.  I could easily pass for 13 to 14 years old.

Having an RV, I didn’t really need to make reservations far in advance, as when I got tired, there was always a truck stop, Walmart, home depot or lowes parking lot that you could stop and catch a power nap.  I found if you stopped into the store, and asked nicely if you could park there for a few hours the managers were nice, most of the time.

By the fourth day out on my adventure I started to become less caring about how I dressed.  At first I would just wear jean shorts and a plain white or black onsie with a t-shirt or hoodie on.  By the end of that first week I was wearing whatever suited my fancy.  Dino print onsie and red denim shortalls, you name it.

I entered Missouri and pulled off to the gateway arch where I was able to park for a few hours.  I saw the gateway arch, which I went up in, the old courthouse and more.  About 5:30 I headed out towards my next stop, a RV park near St. Robert MO. The next morning I went up the road to a tourist trap called Uranus. The best fudge comes from Uranus.  They also had an indoor shooting range which I took advantage of too before I headed out down the route.

I got through Carthage Missouri and drove past another nice drive-in but didn’t stop because there was no place to pull off and take a photo…. The owners of the properties have made it impossible to stop.

I continued on down the historic Route 66, which leaving Missouri turned onto a back road, to what looked like a residential neighborhood… the state line into Kansas was nothing more that a wooden sign that said STATE LINE; and just like that I was in Kansas.  I left the residential area going along the narrow 2 lane road (that is being generous).  It was a good thing this RV is light as the rickety bridge over the railroad tracks scared me. 

I come up the road into Galena KS where I stopped and did a vlog and photos at a place called Cars on the Route.  Then onto Riverton to Eislers General Store, .  I continued up the road to Baxter springs where I stopped at their visitors center to stretch my legs.  The volunteer basically talked my ears off about being the inspiration for Tow Mater from Cars, whatever.

I had called ahead and got a campsite outside of Baxter Springs for the night.  It was an ok place for the night.  Had electric, I didn’t bother to connect my water and sewer, I just needed power. I woke up the next morning same routine, got some fuel on the way out of town and onward into Oklahoma.

The plan was to get through Oklahoma, Texas, New Mexico, and finally into Arizona to the Grand Canyon, where I will camp for a few days or possibly longer.  I figured it should take me almost 2 weeks to get out there.  I can stay for a few nights before finishing the route in Santa Monica California.

Since I had not really ‘setup camp’ the night before I was on the road before 9:00 AM.  I visited the world’s largest Totem Pole and the Blue Whale.  One stop at The Nut House, the Outsiders Museum home.  Visited the Adrmiral Twin Drive-in with it’s new screen – though too early for a movie.

I stopped a few other places, but the afternoon was drawing close and I needed to make it to tonight’s camping spot.

I had waited till about June 15th before I called my mom to talk to her about my disappearance.  I had stopped off in a small town in Oklahoma called Stroud early for the day, I setup my campsite and quickly got to editing the day’s video.  While it rendered, I took the time to call my mom.

I dialed the number and it rang a few times before it was answered. “Hello… Just a moment” I heard as I could tell she was walking out of the room

“Hey mom” I said sheepishly knowing that I was going to get the inquisition of a lifetime

“Hey honey” She said. “Why did you just up and leave like you did, you didn’t even say goodbye to your father and I?” She asked sounding concerned

“I had to make a clean break, I didn’t want to tell one person and have the rumors get around, and it’s not like dad would even care.  He hasn’t talked to me since he threw me out of the house.” I said

“How much did you win, did you win that 250 million jackpot?”

“I won enough that I don’t have to worry about money for a long time, and it is nobody’s concern how much it was.  Let’s just keep it at ‘enough to be happy’ ” I said

“Ok, that’s fine.  I just want you to be happy.  Where are you at now?  Your last video had you in Illinois going into Missouri?”  She asked

Not wanting to give away my exact location I said  “I am somewhere in Oklahoma, not going to say specifically though, it’s for the best.”

“I saw in that last video you were dressed different.  What’s with the childish clothing?  You look like a big toddler”

“Well you know mom, when I was growing up and wet the bed till I was 15.  Well I really stopped around when I was 12.  I just liked wearing diapers, and knew if I was still wetting them, you and dad would keep buying them.  I only stopped at 15 because I wanted to be able to go on that rafting trip.  I know you found the odd diaper here and there after that and never said anything about them.”

“Yeah I just thought you had stopped and when I found those other diapers I thought that you were still needing them every now and then” My mom said

“Deep inside me, I’m just a big toddler at heart, I enjoy my stuffed animals, dressing in cute outfits as you can see, watching cartoons, coloring and just not being an adult.  I also plan to remain in diapers 24/7 for as long as I want to as well”

“Whatever makes you happy honey.  You do you!” She said

We switched the phone call to a video chat and I showed her around the RV and the cat had to get in the video too.  We talked for probably an hour about what my plan was, that I was staying safe, and that it is important that she not share any information other than what is seen on the videos that are posted to the public.

I cooked over the campfire that night and then sat outside under the stars for a couple hours before going to bed.  This was starting to be a fun trip.  I had been chatting with some other ABDL’s for awhile now and hoped to meet up with a few along the way.

Next day Onward towards Oklahoma City and Texas.

I would just drive for maybe a two hundred miles a day, stopping at quirky spots and places on the road, shooting some video of these places and then stopping for the day, shooting some video in the RV, uploading videos to my YouTube and other video sites.  Always about 3 or more days delayed.

Really nobody said anything about the toddler look, sure I got some looks, raised eyebrows, girls would snicker and such, little kids would stare.  One town in the middle of the Texas panhandle where I stopped to fuel up the RV on diesel and propane, and fill the gas in the motorcycle/scooter. 

I had went in to find somebody to fill my propane, and this ‘good ol boy / redneck hick’ looked at me funny and said. “Are you some sort of retard dressing like a little kid” Bubba (that’s what we’ll call him) said

“Nope, this is just the way I dress” I replied back

“Where’s your parents or your group at?”

“Huh!  I am an adult, I’m 25.  I got here on my own” I said

“Well you could have fooled me, I thought you were about 15 and special needs” Bubba said

“Nope just a young adult being myself and traveling the country”

“Well enjoy your trip and be safe, that’s some fatherly advice cause there’s some people who might not be so nice” he said, making me wonder how nice it was to ask if I was retarded.   “Did your pa teach you to defend yo self?”

“Yes very well, expert marksmanship here, and always packing, got it stuffed into my diaper”

He started busting up laughing. “That’s good buddy, just be safe” He said

We parted ways and I headed outside to pull around to get my propane and to my next destination.  Which was not going to be too far.  I had my first breakdown on the road.  Ugh!!

What would you do if you won the lottery, would you buy all the fancy houses and cars. Would you travel the world, donate it all to charity.  Take care of your family, friends, every other person coming out of the wood work.

 I never thought that I would have to honestly answer this, let alone live it, but here I am!

Hi Jason here, let me introduce myself.  In February 2016, when I was 26 I hit the lottery jackpot for 250 Million dollars.  I was working at a local pizza shop as an assistant manager at the time.  I didn’t even know I won until the 3 days later.  I had bought my ticket at the gas station and put it in my sun visor and forgot about  it until I had went into the gas station to get some monster drinks and heard that they sold the ticket.  I wrote the numbers down and put them in my visor clip to check later. 

At the end of my shift I checked my ticket and found I won.  I immediately locked the ticket in my glove box and kept my mouth shut.  When I got home I locked it in the fire safe.  I really could not sleep that night. I tossed and turned, then woke up for a bit and checked the internet on my iPad about what to do.  I was so worried about all the things you see on tv shows about people winning and loosing everything and their lives being worse than before.

“What the hell.  This totally cannot be real.  What the hell am I going to do?  It’s not like I can just wake up and call work and say ‘hey I just won 250 million, I quit’.  I’ll have to play it cool, I have to keep this quiet… I’ve seen what happens when everybody knows you won the lottery, they come out of the woodwork looking for money, got a business idea, scammed, and more.  That is not going to happen”

 The next day I put the ticket in an envelope and took it to the bank where I got a safe deposit box.  I put some other stuff in there like my passport I got when I went to Canada 3 years ago.  I wanted it in a safe place until I got my shit together about this. 

It was so damn hard to work that week and not just run to the lottery office and cash that thing in.  I spent days writing out what I needed to do.  I wanted to be anonymous in claiming the winnings, I wanted nobody to know it was me, nobody. 

I needed to get professionals involved.  It would need to be somebody not local, because these people around here gossip.  Shit there was already tons of gossip going around who bought the winning ticket.  It was the only winning one sold nationwide.  Freaking news was crawling all over the place.

 The next week was a whirlwind.  I had found a lawyer about 2 hours away to setup a blind trust, the trust claimed the ticket and I had access to a bank account with a little over 12 million in it and another 50 million in a high interest account, the rest of it was in various stocks and bonds, all smattered over the place. 

I stressed over and over that I wanted nobody to know I had won; I had seen too many of those documentaries about past winners, this was not going to be me. 

 I hadn’t lived at home since I was 18.  My dad threw me out of the house on my 18^th birthday when I told them that I was gay, but wasn’t involved with anybody at that time.  My mom idly sat by while my dad assaulted me and threw me out of the house. She called me a few days later to see that I had found a place to stay and wasn’t living in my car.  She keeps in touch, but there is a distance between us now.  I would not be telling them anything about my winnings for a very long time.

 So I was not under anybody’s rules. With more money than I will ever know what to do with, there were so many things I could do.  I had to be smart about this though, can’t draw attention to myself thought.

 I setup an automatic payment of my rent each month until I decided what I wanted to do.  I liked my place, It was a 2 bedroom house outside of town. It took me about 3 years of living in dumps before I found this place, now it was just me and my cat, my roommate moved out when he lost his job, leaving me holding the whole rent.  I started by making a double rent payment to get ahead on my rent.

 I knew what I wanted to do with the money, and it was not to blow it all on the stupid things that you see other people do.  I wasn’t going to buy expensive cars, huge mansions, big shopping sprees (well maybe).  I never wanted to work again if I didn’t want to.  I certainly never wanted to be homeless and never to have to answer to somebody else. I wanted to travel at my own pace, not needing to be on a schedule to get home or anything.

 I knew my parents, family and friends would soon find out about the winnings. For the time being, I am going to do whatever I could to keep it quiet.  I would have to be able to keep my money quiet to others as well as things could be bad if I didn’t.

 I told my mom that I had won a $2,000 on a scratcher and was going on a little trip for a week.  I flew to Florida and spent a week at Disney and had the time of my life.

 While I was gone, my attorney was busy carrying out my next steps, to setup investments, and such.  I needed a new cellphone number, setup credit card accounts and bank accounts.

When I came back I lounged around the house a couple of days, I had all but quit my job.  I wanted to still work 16 hours a week just for now, I dropped back to working part time doing deliveries.

 I went out shopping for an RV, as it had been my dream to see the world.  I found a used one that suited most of my needs and then I had them customize the stuff I wanted.  I wanted something small enough to be able to go wherever I wanted to, but not so small that I was cramped in.  I wanted something that could be spacious with the slides out, but that I could still move around in if I could not put the slides out.  It would take them 2 weeks to get it all prepped, so I had to play it cool until then; while my inner thoughts were “I don’t need this (job, drama, etc)… I got more money than what I knew to do with”.

For the next week I kept the FedEx driver busy.  It got to the point that I could not get my car in the garage, as I had been having fedex just stack all the stuff in my garage.  I would just tell people that the landlord needed to store stuff in the garage for upcoming renovations.

With the RV included I think I dropped close to 350k those two weeks.  I had asked my landlord if I got licensed contractors if I could upgrade the electric in my garage and concrete the driveway.  He wondered why I wanted to do this, but I had to tell him that I just wanted to make the place better.  After all I had lived there going on 3 years now, never late on rent or gave him any other problems. 
I ended up putting asphalt from the road to about 50’ before the garage where it went to concrete and putting a concrete pad next to the garage.  I then had 100 amp electric brought to the garage as well. By the time all my plan was ready to fall into place it had been a little over a 2 months since I had won and I had just kept carrying on like nothing was different.  Friends who came over just thought the landlord was doing the work.  The contractors just knew they got a check from the trust.