This picture was taken right around 5am before I headed out for an international flight home. The plane boarded around 7:30 am, and I was already leaking a bit before the flight had even taken off.

Picture of my first little leak

By the time my flight landed back in the U.S. my jeans were soaked, and so was my seat. Thankfully I had an empty seat next to me on the flight, and a sweater that I could put around my waist. Still, the wetness of my jeans was visible, and I was waddling a bit.

I kept the diaper on through customs and the second security check. I had to take my sweater from around my waist and walk through one of those xray scanning machines. The TSA woman pulled me aside after the scan. I could see an outline of a person with a big green box all around my crotch, which indicated that area was what needed to be checked.

The TSA agent first asked me if I had anything in my pockets or a money belt. I said no. Then she patted me down. I don't doubt that she could feel it wasn't my body she was touching because of the squishiness. My entire crotch and ass and down my legs are wet, so she absolutely felt that even through gloves. She then pulled up my shirt, put her fingers in my waistband, ran them around, and pulled my jeans out. She definitely saw the top of the diaper.

I was waiting for her to ask me further questions or pull me in for a strip search, but all she said was “You’re okay” and directed me to pick up my bags. I had to take the diaper off after I got through because it was getting very uncomfortable. However, my jeans stayed damp for the entire next flight.