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This happened to me a few years ago, when I was open about being a girl, but never really liked to do things like shop in my own town, I was also worried about tons of people knowing that I wear diapers, only a single local friend knew at the time. Anyway, I was visiting a friend in Benicia California and decided to do a little shopping on my way back. On my way out she put me in a big bulky Abri-Form with lots of powder, I left feeling very girly after being "made-over" by my relatively clumsy but well-wishing friend. Cute was another good way to describe how I felt, I was wearing basically this, same skirt, different shirt. And yes, there is a diaper under that skirt, can you see it?

While I was driving I stopped at a wholesale market and found a Buffalo Exchange, one of my favorite high-fashion thrift stores. I walked inside and shopped around like any other girl, and even though I had wet a little bit in the car, I soaked my diapers in the store. I was thinking I would duck into the restroom for a quick change, until out of nowhere I hear...

"RILEY???"

I turn around and here she comes full-speed ahead and wraps her arms around me, I forget I'm wearing a diaper and give her a big hug, realizing moments after that there's no way that with both of our tiny bodies together she had to have felt the diaper. When the hug has ceased we start talking about where we've been and what we've done but the entire time I can see her eyes kinda scanning my waist to try to figure out what that softness around my midsection was. After catching up for a second, one of Marley's coworkers walked up with a question, and the second she got near me she perks up her nose and says "what smells like baby powder?"

Marley looked at me and smirked, and I knew I was caught. She went off to help her co-worker and I continued to shop, I had a very wet diaper and kinda walked/waddled to the clearance section right near the bathrooms, hoping I could catch someone to let me in. After picking out a skirt I felt a hand on my shoulder and a whisper in my ear saying "it's you that smells like baby-powder, right?"

I felt so strange, she knew I was a girl, but not that I was a diapered girl. I responded with "yeah, the baby powder, it's so hot outside" and she gave me a look like I wasn't fooling anyone. I showed her the skirt I wanted to buy and we chatted for a couple more seconds, until I realized I really should go change, so I asked her if she could unlock the restroom. The second I said that she pulled out her keys, gave me a big smile and said "so you need a change?"

I gave up, gave a sheepish grin and said "yeah, I guess I do" and she smiled even bigger and unlocked the girls room for me. I went in and changed into the Molicare I brought with me and walked back out, bought the skirt and happily found her outside smoking with a co-worker. I said goodbye and we hugged, and as I walked away she did the nicest thing you can do to a diapered person, she patted my padded bottom.

Marley and I have since talked online, and she could be reading this at the same time you are. I have lots of little random stories like this, but this is one of my favorites because I didn't leave embarrassed, I left feeling good about people. Hope you liked my little diaper experience, more to come soon :)

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I'd also like to say that the smashing pumpkins are a good band, and have been for many many years. This video is amazing - Try, Try, Try

That second part had nothing to do with the post, it was a mere segue between the title and the content. Today I'm going to be posting about something I'm incredibly intrigued by, chastity. I spent a good portion of my teenage years trying to figure out a way to wear skirts and girly things without exposing my boy-parts. Needless to say, after trying gaffs, tie-backs, tight panties and even tape once (and never again) I just settled into the fact that unless I was wearing either a small/medium pair of goodnites, i'd have bulge, and if i got an erection, i was toast.

Until I found out about male chastity devices. This company makes tons of different devices with various sizes/functions and basically all constrict the male genitalia to a flaccid state, you literally can't get an erection in one of these. It sounds like it might be painful, but every owner I talked to has said it's very easy to get used to, you start to have an erection, realize you can't, then go back to flaccid.

I hate getting hard in diapers! I'm not necessarily sexually attracted to diapers, they are very much a comfort/regression experience, but I can't help but get hard in diapers. For those of you that have seen my private videos/private parts, I've got decent sized boy parts but I start small, then get much bigger. It's hard to wet when you're hard, and its even more annoying when you can't get your boy parts to point down into a diaper. So needless to say, I want one.

I'd love to be sexually in chastity to someone, be it in real-life or online, to wear this device all day and then take off the individually coded lock and masturbate for my master, and then re-lock it so I can't play around until the next night. That sounds so lovely!

These are on sale on the website for 100$... my paypal is up and running and make sure you leave your name or E-mail so I know who you are, and even a little donation will help me reach my goal. Thanks in advance for making this little girls dream come true, I've wanted one of these things since 15/I knew wanted to be a girl.

thanks for reading!

-Riley

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Since I've decided on transitioning when you look at my blog or see me in real life, I come closer to a flower than a tree. I've always been femme, never with a lisp or flamboyant, but still feminine, before the word femme became common I was always just described as a wimp. Bowling has always been my favorite team sport, and a 2 mile-run is much more enjoyable than a pick-up football game. It sounds like I was a pretty big loser in high-school, but I was Homecoming-King senior year - I actually got more votes for Homecoming Queen, but they wouldn't let me be both. I was popular but it was still tough, High-School is traumatic for everyone regardless of social standing.

When I graduated, I moved downtown and lived totally independently and free, able to be a girl and live my life. What have I learned in the time that I've been free to express myself?

1.) Stop swearing so much - The cheapest and most effective way to get a laugh is throwing in swear words. Swearing puts me into a generally negative mood even though I rarely swear in anger, but my voice drops to a more masculine octave. Basically, It sounds silly when I swear as a girl, so I've cut that out... pretty much.

2.) Stand up straight - Slouching was a problem for me as a younger person, mostly from time spent on computers or because I constantly had to duck. I learned to get away from the Woody Allen hunched over cynic to a confident, tall California girl. Posture is everything!

3.) Body image = Confidence - People see me in various states of undress on the Internet pretty often, but at times in my life I didn't generally have an audience when I was in the buff. My confidence as a girl is very much linked to how much maintenance I've done on my body, particularly shaving. If I look down and see a hairy boy, I get bummed out because becoming a girl seems so far away.

4.) Sights, Smells, Toes, Fingers - I bought feminine glasses, the eyes are the first place I usually look on a person, I also started using/carrying body spray and strong women's deodorant and fruity hair product... it's hard to smell nice in the summer but I can try. A really nice pedicure costs about the same as a couple drinks at a bar and is a very satisfying experience, I totally recommend and most of the generic Asian nail places don't judge at all, money breaks all social barriers. The one last thing I need to do is to quit chewing my fingernails, it's a terrible habit and I've never really confronted it, but I'd be so much prettier with regular nails.

5.) Stop this burning rage!!! - Maybe it's the sunshine or life experiences, but I've learned to stop being so jealous. I try not to find faults in people who have succeeded more than me, girls that are already transitioning or happy couples, I was the Scrooge, humbugging happiness because I couldn't find it myself. I was just being a bitch, and preventing myself from doing what I really wanted to really do. I got a little older, smarter, and now I just smile.

That's some of all I've learned, and I still haven't perfected half of this stuff but I'm happy and content. I've turned more and more into the person I've always been since the blog started, thanks for coming along for the journey with me. I leave you with one of my first and favorite pics from my diapered days online.

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Happy 100th Post!

Here's some pics from a recent video I made, I can do private pics, videos or camshows

Contact me at protectionblog@gmail.com

More stuff/nostalgia and re-uploads of classic videos soon, I've been happy as your little girl for these last 100 posts, here's to a hundred more!

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