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  1. Got these from Target over a decade ago. I usually get mine from online retailers as I am tall.
  2. Would love to do more of these. I have many more pairs of footies.
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    Another video from over a decade ago. This was the first time, I believe, that I ever deliberately wet my footie pajamas. You can tell how excited I was.
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  4. My First Ever Footie Pajama Wetting View File Another video from over a decade ago. This was the first time, I believe, that I ever deliberately wet my footie pajamas. You can tell how excited I was. Submitter Omorashi75 Submitted 09/15/2023 Category Male  
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    Hi all, Found this video from over a decade ago of me peeing my footie pajamas. Thought I'd share it as there aren't a lot of footies wetting videos on this site. I have a few more if you're interested. Cheers.
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  6. Wetting My Footie Pajamas View File Hi all, Found this video from over a decade ago of me peeing my footie pajamas. Thought I'd share it as there aren't a lot of footies wetting videos on this site. I have a few more if you're interested. Cheers. Submitter Omorashi75 Submitted 07/26/2023 Category Male  
  7. I mentioned it in my original post. This is one of my favorite footies in public scenes of all time, about halfway through the episode. It's a dream sequence, but it has 80s style footies in a club as well as a nightgown with slippers.
  8. Looks like we're going to be getting some of this in the new Peter Pan movie on Disney+. Michael in this adaptation tromps around the forests of Neverland in a button-front footed sleeper. Cool. https://pics.filmaffinity.com/Peter_Pan_Wendy-376944969-large.jpg Been seeing this commercial a lot lately, with a girl in a sleeper outdoors. https://www.ispot.tv/ad/bdxO/claritin-most-wonderful-time-of-the-year-spring
  9. Hi all, I've been thinking about this for a while and I'm thinking that I might write an action adventure story with a diapered protagonist. Think John Wick in diapers. The character will have a genetic disorder requiring diapers that is widespread, so diapers aren't abnormal in this universe. People in my own life say I'm very good at action scenes so I though I'd give it a try. I could even do a scene where the protagonist gets ambushed while changing, kind of like that scene in John Wick 3 where John has to assemble the revolver, but instead is a diaper change. It won't be anatomically graphic though. I want to keep it PG 13. I'll let you know what I come up with.
  10. Crissy was excited as she stepped off the bus, padding to the ground on bare feet and heading down the block to her house, her shoes in her backpack. She wanted to pee herself, just like John. She had spurted into her nightgown in class, wetting her underwear and leaving a silver dollar-sized wet spot on the back of her nightdress. It had dried since then, but it still excited her, to be wearing a wet nightgown in school. Her parents were working late, and had left a note to run a load of laundry through as she entered her kitchen. She giggled with glee. Here she was, alone in the house, with laundry to be done, in a wet nightgown. She pulled a chair from the island and sat on it, arranging her pjs across her knees. Slowly, she let loose, imagining that she was back at her desk, her classmates around her. The pee jetted into her panties and flowed through her nightgown, to splatter over the sides of the chair and onto the wood floor below. She finished, pushing out the last few spurts, and savored the sensation; the wetness, the naughty soaked sensation. “Oops” she whispered, flashing a coy expression to her imaginary classmates, “couldn’t hold it.” She slid off the chair, her bare feet splashing in the lake below. Her sodden nightgown flopped around her, totally soaked. She giggled again. This was fun. Stripping off her nightgown, she threw it into the washer. She then pulled from the pile her Spiderman sleeper. It had a zipper in the back, unusual for sleepers made for girls her age, but conducive to what she was planning. The wet panty-clad girl squished back out to her room. She stepped into the sleeper, feeling her wet feet dampen the inside of the pjs, and her wet legs do the same as she pulled the garment up. With some difficulty, she zipped it up. For what she was planning, the trickiness of getting out of the sleeper was part of the fun. She padded back into the kitchen in her damp sleeper, pulling another chair from the island, careful not to step in her earlier puddle. She drank several glasses of water from the sink before heading into the living room to play some video games, and wait.
  11. Hi all, Anyone else have a strange love of seeing pajamas, especially footie pajamas/onesies/kigurumi, in public, or else outside getting dirty or swimming? I'm mostly talking about media here as it rarely happens in real life. Thus I've always loved Hitchhikers Guide, Poltergeist 3, Peter Pan, and Where The Wild Things Are, as well as that Growing Pains episode with the dream sequence where the siblings are at a nightclub in their pajamas, with the youngest wearing an 80s footed sleeper. Now, don't get me wrong, my attraction is to the garment, not to the possibly underage characters in these films. I've always loved the idea of a character padding around in public or in the wild in footies, getting the feet and sleeper dirty or wet without a care in the world or perhaps a bit of embarrassment. Diapers are entirely optional. As you may tell from my story posts. I love this idea. I actually have a few more story ideas I may work up. 1: A boy is taken, Hitchhikers Guide style, in the night while wearing footie pajamas or a onesie, and gallivants around the galaxy in his increasingly tattered and dirty pjs. Hi is occasionally embarrassed by his attire, but not enough to change. 2: The school "pajama boy" always wears footies or a sleeper every day to school, and his adventures. One possible scenario is him taking his normally non pajama-clad best friend on a vacation, on the condition that the friend has to wear footies like he does. Anyone know of any recent movies or shows with footies in them? The only recent one I can think of is "Kindlesticks" from Creeped Out, but that was more of a back-zip Halloween costume than pajamas, but those are cool too. There were also some footie pajamas in the mud videos on Youtube a while back which were awesome as well, but they seem to have been taken down. Cheers.
  12. Hi guys. I will totally write more if you want. I also have another story, A Wet Pajama Day, posted here. Cheers.
  13. Fiction Story - A Wet Pajama Day Everyone knew John liked to wet himself. Throughout the school year, ti was almost certain that at least once a week, he could be caught letting little spurts of pee into his pants, if not outright peeing himself once in a while. So it went, although his best friend Justin never joined in. Justin only ceded once, spurting into his underwear during recess at the insistence of John. He never repeated the act and John never asked, although Justin would never admit how good it had felt. So came pajama day, and in walked John in a pair of rocket ship-themed footed pajamas. He hung up his coat and shucked off his shoes before heading to class. "Hi John, gonna wet your jammies today?" Crissy asked as he settled down at his desk. Most of the other students knew of but didn't care about his wetting, as long as he didn't make a mess. "Maybe," he replied, turning to see Justin sitting a few rows ahead, wearing a blue and grey sleeper, the white soles slightly dirty from having skipped wearing shoes altogether, John knew. Justin saw John and waved. If only he knew my plan, John thought. After lunch, John padded over to Justin and asked him to follow, heading to a single person bathroom, John locked the door. "What did you want to talk to me about in private?" Justin asked, fingering the zipper of his sleeper idly. "I want you to pee yourself.' John said simply. Justin was taken aback, "No.'I can't," he said, although with little conviction. That time he had done it was one of his most cherished memories. "Come on. I know how much you liked it last time. You can't hide that from me. It was written all over your face. I'm doing you a favor." “I don’t know” “Come on, its great. You'll love it and regret ever having refused," he grabbed Justin's leg and pulled it towards him, the non skid sole gripping the floor, causing Justin to stumble, and with that, he straddled Justin's leg and began to pee, a look of pure ecstasy crossing his face as he peed in his rocket-ship footie pajamas, the pee running down his legs, onto the bathroom floor and onto Justin's leg, soaking his blue and gray sleeper in warm liquid. “No…nnnnn…”hiding it…nnnnow” John gasped, still soaking his sleeper with a look of pure ecstasy on his face. Justin felt his friend’s pee soak his own sleeper, cascading over his leg and onto the floor, where it formed a puddle around their feet, soaking their sleepers’ feet as well. He might as well now, he thought gleefully. Justin started to pee, gasping in pleasure as the warm liquid wet his underwear and proceeded to soak his jammies even further, flowing onto the floor with a loud hissing sound. “Aaaahhhhh” he moaned as the warm wetness spread throughout his pajamas, running down his legs and making a pattering sound as it ran over his pajamas’ feet, before leaking onto the tile floor and mingling into the large puddle of pee they were both now standing in. "Oh wow, Oh wow," Justin repeated as his stream subsided. He ran his hand over his soaking crotch, luxuriating in the warm wetness. He looked down at himself, his pjs soaked and his feet standing in a large puddle of pee. "That was great." 'See, told you," John said, splashing over and clapping Justin on the shoulder with a pee-soaked hand. 'What do we do now," Justin asked, only half caring. "We go back to class. You know how I do it." They squelched back to class, leaving pee-footprints in their wake. They reached their classroom and headed in. All heads turned to to them and their dripping pjs. Several students cheered or called out bet res7ults as they padded back to their desks. "Good going, John," Crissy said. John could swear he heard a spurting sound coming from her seat. "What was that sound?" he asked. "Ohh, nothing," she said, bunching her nightdress around her crotch. John thoroughly enjoyed his day in his soaked sleeper, periodically adding to the wet warmth throughout the day, but he knew that Justin had enjoyed it a whole lot more.
  14. Hi all, an archived story of mine from Experience Project. There aren't a lot of footie pajama wetting stories or vids out there. This will be an unusual story. I'm planning on adding to it periodically in sections, in this one post. I may do a more "full" version at some point, though. Also, as this is pure fantasy, not much logic will abound. It is pure unrealistic fantasy. This is a footie pajama fetish/pajama wetting fetish story, so it will contain elements of both, with some pajama-exhibitionism, if that makes sense. the pajamas worn look similar to these, although with more white sky and fewer characters on the imprint, a more generic Cars scene. I saw them once and can't find an image. Enjoy. ...... Jake woke up, his alarm blaring loudly. He shut it off and pulled back the covers. he got out of bed and padded downstairs in his sleeper. His parents had left on their business trip and they wouldn't be home for a few weeks. He had the house to himself. He had been looking forward to this for weeks; a chance to spend endless time in his footie pajamas, no time rules, restrictions, or anything. He walked out the door in his sleeper, the non-skid soles slapping against the ground, becoming dirtier as he walked across the stone path to the mailbox. He retrieved the mail, closing the box and heading back inside, taking a shortcut across the grass, his feet and legs becoming slightly damp from the morning dew. He decided, while he was up, to do some shopping The cool hiss of the supermarket door whooshed as it opened, and Jake entered the market. He cringed as the cold floor met his feet. Not having bothered with shoes, the vynal feet of his jammies offered little protection from the cold tile floor. He continued in and searched for the items on his list. Everywhere he recieved bemused stares, that a kid his age was in a supermarket in footed pajamas, of all things. 'So,...nice jammies," said the cashier, eyeing Jake bemusedly as he paid for the items he had selected. "Thanks. Just didn't feel like getting dressed today," Jake said pleasantly, gathering his change and bags and turning to leave. He exited the supermarket and continued home. ...... Jake gulped as he approached the school. he shifted his backpack on his sleeper clad shoulder and walked in. He had stuffed his pajama feet into shoes for the day, as they had gym class later, but other than that he was clad only in his footed pajamas. He entered his classroom. All heads turned to him. One kid yelled "Jake-ey's wearing footie pajamas" to uproarious laughter. He sat at his desk amid snickering, but he didn't care. He found out one thing, though, running laps in footie pjs instead of gym shorts was immensely comfortable. ...... By now Jake was going everywhere in his sleeper; to the movies, to the stores, to friends houses. They had been a little wary at first, but after he explained it away as a "social experiment" (yeah right) they were cool with it. PJake became his new nickname. His bathrobe became his jacket and the PJs served all purposes; school clothes, sleeping clothes, lounging clothes, even swimming trunks. He climbed up to the top of the waterside and stepped in, his pajama foot becoming instantly soaked. He sat down, feeling the cool water soak his butt and legs. He let himself go, sliding down in spirals until he hit the bottom, submerging his sleeper totally. He came up coughing and spluttering and climbed out of the pool. His sleeper felt immensly heavy on his shoulders, and he padded off toward the hot tub. At times like these, he simply let the sleeper air dry, squelching around in it until it was completely dry. . Now it was time for the next phase of his plans. He turned off his alarm and laid back in his bed. He relaxed. A warm wetness spread from his crotch, and thrughout his pajamas, finally soaking into his sheets. He moaned with pleasure. He had been wanting to do that for a long time. He pulled back the covers and survayed himself. His pajamas were soaked in warm, wet pee throughout the crotch and legs. Some had even seeped up his back. He lay back down for a long time. Eventually he got out of bed and squelched downstairs in his pee-soaked sleeper, sending spurts of pee into it as he went, ignoring the drops dripping onto the floor. His plan was to go in his sleeper all day whenever and wherever he was around the house. He was careful to drink only water to avoid staining and too much of a smell. He let loose in the kitchen where he had stopped, the pee cascading down his legs and pooling around the pajama feet. He splashed his toes around in the puddle and giggled. Today would be great. Later that morning he let loose again, laying back on the couch watching tv, the pee cascading through his underwear and out of his sleeper, soaking the couch cushion he was sitting on. At lunch he soaked himself again, sitting at the kitchen counter. Munching his sandwich, he let loose as his pee splashed off the chair noisily and onto the floor where it remained, a rapidly cooling puddle for his pajama feet to soak in. He peed in his pjs again later that afternoon, walking across the living room, the pee cascading out with each step and leaving a long, wet trail across the carpet. And again that evening while playing Rainbow Six on the computer, the pee cascading off the sides and front of the chair and onto the mat below, the excess soaking into the chair cushion or his sopping sleeper. Later that evening he sat watching a horror movie, and wet himself "from fright". After the movie ended he slid off the damp couch so that he was upside down, with his feet resting on the couch cushions, and peed, the urine cascading backwards down his front and back, running out of his collar and over his face and dark blonde hair. He giggled and rolled off in a somersault, laying in his pee for a few seconds before heading to bed. After locking the house, He entered his room and decided for one last pee. He stood in the middle of his room and let loose, pee fflowed through the fleece, pooling around his feet, his feet distending the carpet enough to note that he was standing in a small lake. He got an idea and stopped the flow. Squishing over to his dresser he pulled open a drawer. Unzipping his sleeper he peed into the open drawer, soaking his school shirts in warm, wet pee. He wouldn't be needing them for a while anyhow, he thought. Later that night he woke up, and soaked his already-pee-stained sheets again, the pee burbling forth loudly in the silence. Sighing Jake settled himself into the pool of warm pee he was lying in and drifted off to content sleep. In the morning he washed the sheets and flipped the mattress, washed the carpets and Shirts and cushions, and mopped the floors. He also washed his sleeper, lounging around in his underwear so as not to break his sleeper-only rule. As he stepped into it and zipped it up, heading for the door and the movie theater, he knew he would never forget these footie pajama weeks.
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