Lying your way into diapers

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So as a kid did you ever purposely wet the bed to get put into diapers? If so what happened, how did your parents respond?
 
Yup and messed my pants and it didn't work
 
Nah I never wanted to because I'd always feel guilty abput lying, and always thought it would lead to issues later on. I just told my mum how I felt.
 
No I never had the balls to try something like that. I was way too sensitive to embarrassment and had too much of a guilty conscience to pull that off.
 
I thought about it but I never have the guts to actually try it. Probably would not have "worked" anyways.
 
I never did anything to lie my way into diapers after I was out of them. I did have accidents in my pants and wetting the bed at night (and I still do wet the bed sometimes) and all I got was a stern talking to from my parents.
 
I would slightly wet my pajamas and underwear, and eventually I got caught, but my mom sent me to a psychiatrist and pretty much humiliated me to stop. Of course, it didn't work.
 
Lying my way into diapers was not right for me. I could not do that. I did have bed wetting problems back in my teens years but I kept that a secret too.
 
dogboy said:
I would slightly wet my pajamas and underwear, and eventually I got caught, but my mom sent me to a psychiatrist and pretty much humiliated me to stop. Of course, it didn't work.

I know it would've been quite a while ago (no offence haha) but I never did understand the whole 'humiliation thing' where parents humiliate their kids to stop bedwetting etc. Ive never in my life heard one single instance of it actually doing anything apart from ripping to shreds any self esteem and self confidence in the children.
 
Milko said:
I know it would've been quite a while ago (no offence haha) but I never did understand the whole 'humiliation thing' where parents humiliate their kids to stop bedwetting etc. Ive never in my life heard one single instance of it actually doing anything apart from ripping to shreds any self esteem and self confidence in the children.

You're so right, and to make matters worse, I was having a psychotic break at the time. That's another reason why she sent me to the shrink. She also found gay porn in the same bedroom search, so I was pretty much devastated. It only got worse when I had to go to this huge, mental residential facility, find the doctor's office, and sit there and wait. There were other young, student age people also waiting. It's like we were all sitting there with this shared secret, the secret being, we're all insane in some way. At least, that's how I felt. I remember there was a girl and I think another guy, and we were all looking down at the floor, not making eye contact.

So then the secretary called my name and I was invited into the doctor's office. The conversations starts with, "So I understand you like to wear diapers and wet them," or something like that. Then we moved on to liking guys, etc. To be honest, I became defensive and I eventually talked my mom out of the appointments. I felt alone and somewhat abandoned. My boyfriend thought I just shouldn't go, but saying no to your parents is a difficult thing to do, especially when they provide your house and home, plus, they're your parents.
 
dogboy said:
You're so right, and to make matters worse, I was having a psychotic break at the time. That's another reason why she sent me to the shrink. She also found gay porn in the same bedroom search, so I was pretty much devastated. It only got worse when I had to go to this huge, mental residential facility, find the doctor's office, and sit there and wait. There were other young, student age people also waiting. It's like we were all sitting there with this shared secret, the secret being, we're all insane in some way. At least, that's how I felt. I remember there was a girl and I think another guy, and we were all looking down at the floor, not making eye contact.

So then the secretary called my name and I was invited into the doctor's office. The conversations starts with, "So I understand you like to wear diapers and wet them," or something like that. Then we moved on to liking guys, etc. To be honest, I became defensive and I eventually talked my mom out of the appointments. I felt alone and somewhat abandoned. My boyfriend thought I just shouldn't go, but saying no to your parents is a difficult thing to do, especially when they provide your house and home, plus, they're your parents.

I'm really sorry you had such a bad experience with finding yourself. I don't understand how parents who claim to love their children can do such a think, see, how their kids are unhappy and STILL think they're doing the right thing. If you don't mind talking about it, how do you feel about being gay and AB DL now? I never had such a bad experiences and I'm still not completely ok with being AB and DL. I can imagine it must have been so much more difficult for you.
 
I should expand on my ealier post, I had issues when I was really young like messing my pants and bedwetting mostly up till age 7,at which point I was put back into diapers, no so much as punishment but as coping strategy for my mom, the diapers only lasted a few weeks from what I was told. Later when I was 14-16 is when my diaper urges were so strong I try to be forced back into diapers. So wet my bed at night and messed my pants at school. Diapers were threatened many times but never happened. So it's not worth it, just ed got yelled at a bunch and grounded. Later at 19 I started wearing and haven't looked back since. Currently I'm almost 24/7, mostly cuz I wanna be but also for ic issues in the past few years
 
Hanging around here has made me remember some things form my childhood :O
I never tried to get into diapers, but I purposely peed myself once! I was older than 7 but younger than 10 I just went into a toilet, planning to stage an accident. I closed the door, locked it and instantly peed myself. It felt awesome and I thought to myself "I'm gonna do this again at some point!" (never did tho). Then I opened the door and called out to my mom "Mom, know what? I peed myself! lol" but mom was not really invested mother type so she just went like "yeah sure" or something.
I cleaned up myself and felt pretty good about it.

Nowadays I'm kinda bummed out how I never tried to use nappies when I was still very young. I was sooooo tiny until my late teens! I would've fit regular baby diapers for such a long time :O!
 
I thought about it quite often but never acted on it. . . Too risky.
 
Leilana said:
I'm really sorry you had such a bad experience with finding yourself. I don't understand how parents who claim to love their children can do such a think, see, how their kids are unhappy and STILL think they're doing the right thing. If you don't mind talking about it, how do you feel about being gay and AB DL now? I never had such a bad experiences and I'm still not completely ok with being AB and DL. I can imagine it must have been so much more difficult for you.

My mom loved me and that was like a two edged sword. She wanted me to be happy, and in her world, that meant "normal". Back when I was in college, homosexuality was considered a mental illness. You could be institutionalized against your will, like Alan Ginsburg was. You could also be put in jail for having sex with someone of the same gender. I'm bi, and had dated girls before I went to college, but even as a high school student, I was attracted to some of the guys. It was a very confusing world for me, and being gay in the late '60s was a social death sentence.

When I graduated, boy friend got drafted and I took a job and moved. Life moved on and I married, had children and life leveled out. My wife and I are still friends with my SO. He married a guy who looks a lot like me. The similarity didn't escape me. I love my wife and my family, and it's given my life meaning. To all things there is a purpose.
 
I actually did have the guts to pull this off when I was fifteen years old. I wet the bed on purpose a handful of times just to see if my Mom would catch on that I might be a bedwetter. I ended up writing her a note explaining that I started wetting the bed and desired a solution. I asked her outright in the note if she could buy me Goodnites because we had moved from a condo in a small town where it was easier for me to walk to the store to buy them on my own out to the country. This made it a lot harder for me to get to a store. She did buy them for me and I wore them at night.

Fast forward to me moving with my parents to Alaska, I was taken to a urologist for my supposed bedwetting problem. Of course nothing was found and so my parents took me to a psychiatrist to see if maybe it was a mental issue. Nothing could be figured out there either. So basically I did lie to my parents to get diapers and it worked. However as I got older the guilt of lying to them to get what I so strongly desired became more heavy. When I was eighteen or nineteen, I wrote my Mom another note explaining to her that I was more or less AB/DL and attached a lengthy article explaining what ABDL is all about. She took it rather well but that was already after she stopped buying me diapers figuring I no longer needed them. While I didn't confess lying to her about wetting the bed I told her half the truth. I think she somehow knows my whole bedwetting issue was made up just to get diapers.

I still feel a sense of guilt but the past is the past. I just buy my own diapers when I need to and do my best to keep it to myself.
 
pretty sure the problem here is that most parents are very happy to get their kids OUT of diapers and don't want them to regress. So they're likely to fight it tooth and nail if you act like you're un-training.
 
I tried many times, but nothing ever came of it.
 
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