Most days I am sent out to do some shopping, pay bills, buy food etc.
I am wearing male clothes for this, but always with a Diaper and plastic pants under my street clothes. The rule is that if I must go to the toilet while I am out, then it must be done in the Diaper.
So I pissed into the Diaper a couple of times while out shopping, and then one day I knew I had to have a crap. I tried to hold it in but there was no avoiding it, I just had to stand in the shopping mall trying to look casual while I dropped a bid shit into my Diaper. I continued to do the shopping, wondering if anyone smelt anything, but then the worst part was driving home, having to sit down in the seat and feel that turd squashing around everywhere and nothing I could do about it until I got home and could clean myself up.
A few months later it happened again, except this time, I sneaked off to the toilets in the shopping mall, got the plastic pants and Diaper off and had a crap in a real toilet. It felt so good to use a toilet. Soon this became a bit of a habit for me, anytime I needed to piss or poo while out shopping, I just went to the toilet. Mistress would never know.
But of course, Mistress became suspicious when I always came home with a dry and clean Diaper. So one day I go off to the toilets while shopping, and as I come out from the toilet, there is Mistress Jade waiting for me. She had been following me to see what I was up to.
Mistress told me to go home and wait for her as she was going to buy a couple of things. When she got home, she took a new pair of plastic pants and proceeded to make some modifications, some reinforced holes and then a chain and padlock. Mistress made me stick a suppository up my arse, put on a Diaper and then padlocked me into the new plastic pants. Mistress said I would be staying locked into the pants all day.
Now of course things have changed for me, and whenever I leave the house for any reason, I am Diapered and padlocked into the plastic pants. Mistress has added a new twist to this. Before I go out, I must roll a dice, and if it is even numbers, 2, 4, or 6, then I am fine, but if it is odd numbers, 1, 3, or 5, then I have to take a laxative to ensure I will be crapping in my Diaper while out shopping. I should have known that I can never fool Mistress and now I pay an extra price.