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When I was 7 years old, my little sister was still in diapers. I remember thinking how nice it would be to not have to go to the bathroom and interrupt my television shows, so I put on one of my sister's diapers. My Mom was very upset when she saw me wearing a diaper and made me take it off. It was an innocent enough thing to do, but my Mom's reaction intrigued me. It sparked a bit of rebellion in me and I began to fantasize about wearing diapers just to spite her. At 13, I began babysitting for a few families in the neighborhood. I still thought about wearing diapers quite often, but baby diapers no longer fit me and I didn't know larger diapers even existed. Then one day I started babysitting for a new family down the street. They had a chubby 8 year old boy that had a bedwetting problem and he wore adult diapers to bed. I nearly had a heart attack when his mother showed me the adult diapers. Suddenly my diaper desires had a new burst of life and on the very first night I babysat for them I stole one of the diapers and snuck it home. Wearing a diaper for the first time in several years felt wonderful and I fell asleep smiling. I didn't like the idea of stealing diapers, so the next day I used some of my babysitting money and went to the drug store to buy some adult diapers of my own. It was terribly embarassing to buy adult diapers and I felt foolish trying to explain to the cashier that they weren't for me, even though she obviously didn't care. Hiding the diapers in my bedroom proved to be a challenge, but I finally decided on hiding them under the bottom drawer of my dresser. It was unlikely that anyone would search there. Once or twice a week I would wear a diaper to bed and enjoy my fantasies as I masturbated into the diaper. This routine went on for a couple years with no problems, but eventually I got caught. I overslept one morning and my mother came to wake me up for school. When she pulled back the covers, she saw what I was wearing and asked me why I was wearing a diaper. I didn't answer, so she began questioning me in order to determine if I had a bedwetting problem. In hindsight, I should have told her I was a bedwetter, but at that particular moment I felt as though bedwetting was even more embarassing than wearing diapers for fun. So, I told her the truth and she wasn't happy about it. She told me she didn't want to catch me wearing diapers again and left it at that. I didn't wear a diaper for several weeks after that, because my mom started coming into my room every morning and checking. After a few weeks she stopped, so I felt safe once again. Just a few weeks after I started wearing diapers again, she caught me with a surprise inspection. My punishment was to spend the day wearing that same diaper. I had to eat breakfast in front of my sister and mother wearing only a pajama shirt and diaper, then spend the rest of the day doing my chores with my diaper in full view. Luckily nobody came to visit that day, but it was still one of the most embarassing days of my life. Rather than stop my desires, my mother's punishment actually fueled them. I began to add aspects of humiliation to my fantasies and started writing stories based on the things I would like to experience. By the time I moved away from home at 19, I was punished by my mother a half dozen times for wearing diapers. Every time but the first, I intended to get caught. As embarassing as those punishments were, the fantasies they fueled afterwards were amazing. I am now 22 years old and spend as much time as possible diapered. I like to go on dates with the guys that ask me out and let them find out about my diaper wearing. They usually assume it's a medical condition and apologize, but I always set them straight. I've gotten some mixed reactions from disgust to excitement. The ones that are disgusted tend to just leave, but the ones that are excited have given me plenty of fantasy material to keep the fires burning. I'm still looking for that special someone that will make my dreams come true. I don't know how long it will take to find him, but I'm having tons of fun searching. ;^) |
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