I am in the bathroom completely naked. I take a packet of swim diapers and remove one slowly. I admire the crinkly material and can’t wait to feel it on my skin. As I slip into it I savour the cheeky feeling. Then I slide a black swimsuit over the top, barely covering my swim diaper. I step into the bath, the warm water enveloping my legs as I wade deeper. It’s filled to the brim, and I can feel the anticipation building inside me. As I stand there, I can feel my bladder pressing against my swim diaper. I take a deep breath, and then let go, allowing a warm, stream to flow into my swim diaper. The feeling is liberating and delicious. I stand there for a moment, savouring the sensation, before slowly sinking down into the water. The buoyancy cradles my body as I sit amidst the evidence of my wetting, my swim diaper clinging to my skin.