this is my first membership in a diaper community. I am fascinated by diapers and plastic pants since childhood. I remember watching the diaper change of my neighbours baby as often as possible. I was 5 at the time and member of a catholic kindergarden. I was very proud to help, throwing the wet or dirty diaper and mölny or Herzlieb rubber pants into the diaper pail. Sometimes I reached the washed cloth diapers and plastic pants to the baby's mother to hang it on the clothsline. She must have noticed my attraction, because she gave one old and heavy used rubber pant as a present for playing to me, when the baby had outgrown it. Back in my flat i smelled the characteristic odor of an often used diaper.
As a young boy, i've wet the bed occasionally. That was no big deal for my mother, but i was very ashamed every time it happened. My parents had to study and work at the same time, so i had to play outside until they came home. I had to wear a leather pant bavaria style most of the time, a short one in the summer, a long one the other time. Peeing outside was no problem, all boys did it simply nearby at a corner of the garage. The problem was to poop, because I was too little to have a key of the flat. So I had to ask my neighbou to go to the bathroom. She was often very angry if i rang the bell, because the baby had to sleep.
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