My memory is pretty blurry, but I recall an incident whe I was younger that may have been the start of it:
I was probably about four or younger, and a kid I was friends wit that was my age came over. I had been potty-trained at that time, and this was the first time he had stayed at my house. Well right before his mother took him home she checked his pants and he needed a diaper change. I watched it like a house burning, and ever since then I've had a desire to wear diaper like that.
It may have had something to do with the time at which I was trained.
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