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I loved messing in my underwear filled with toilet paper and I got sick of abstinence, loneliness and society normality code bullshit, so I went outside one day and started wearing them.
I remember these very well. Used to take from relatives which were bedwetters70sPampers said:Great story! Amazing that you remember all of those details even though you were 10 years old! I have to wonder out loud though that if a 17 year old girl were to be caught diapering a 10 year old boy these days then someone would be arrested, right?
In any case, those purple box Toddler Pampers are the exact ones that I first fell in love with way back when I was a 7 year old boy as well! Masturbated with them when I hit puberty and have been loving them nearly every day since (I am now 55)!
Here are some photos of ME showing off a few of those very same Toddler Pampers diapers from my collection:
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I was pretty young. Started playing with my pee in the bathroom on the toilet. That progressed to peeing into toilet paper, then in my old underwear and finally would steal diapers from friends little siblings. Ever since 5 or 6 it's been a turn on and something I lovedFlamoroo said:As the title suggest, what got you started into the journey being a diaper lover?
Gaffster50 said:I can't remember not wanting to be in diapers. I got caught by my mom when I was pinning on thick cloth diapers when I was about 7. My mother was shocked and said that my diapers needed to be straightened up. She adjusted my diapers and repinned them. I was very embarrassed and said that I was just playing around. I had three younger siblings and there were always diapers around. Mom said that I was a very cute big baby and she showed me off to the rest of the family.
She usually diapered me every day and made me go out to play wearing cloth diapers and t-shirts, to teach me a lesson. Some of my friends wanted to wear diapers too. We started a diaper club in Fort Wayne and got rather famous. We lived in a sub-division and volunteers came from everywhere to play in diapers. There were no disposable diapers at all.
We started stealing diapers from clothes lines, while wearing diapers and we all got caught many times. Some of the neighborhood girls wanted to baby us and changed our diapers with no thought to modesty.
My mom last diapered me when I was 31 years old and my wife was on a trip to Europe with her mother. My mother-in-law thought the whole thing was cute and made a rule about my being in diapers full time when at her houses, or no diapers. No going back and forth. She even had the maids wash my diapers and stock the guest rooms with diapers. The guest rooms had diaper pails and she loved to pat my diapers while talking with friends.
Some of her friends were almost disgusted at first, but my wife and her mother refused to apologize. Soon, most ladies wanted to pat my diapers at every opportunity, which i loved and still do.
I am almost 70 and still in diapers.
I once listed over 100 ladies who have seen me in diapers or knew that I wore them regularly.
I am a completely comfortable diaper lover.
I can almost hear the people calling out BS, but it isn't.
I am a retired corporate and airline pilot, old enough to know that if it hurts no one, then it is okay.
C
I live near Fort WayneGaffster50 said:I can't remember not wanting to be in diapers. I got caught by my mom when I was pinning on thick cloth diapers when I was about 7. My mother was shocked and said that my diapers needed to be straightened up. She adjusted my diapers and repinned them. I was very embarrassed and said that I was just playing around. I had three younger siblings and there were always diapers around. Mom said that I was a very cute big baby and she showed me off to the rest of the family.
She usually diapered me every day and made me go out to play wearing cloth diapers and t-shirts, to teach me a lesson. Some of my friends wanted to wear diapers too. We started a diaper club in Fort Wayne and got rather famous. We lived in a sub-division and volunteers came from everywhere to play in diapers. There were no disposable diapers at all.
We started stealing diapers from clothes lines, while wearing diapers and we all got caught many times. Some of the neighborhood girls wanted to baby us and changed our diapers with no thought to modesty.
My mom last diapered me when I was 31 years old and my wife was on a trip to Europe with her mother. My mother-in-law thought the whole thing was cute and made a rule about my being in diapers full time when at her houses, or no diapers. No going back and forth. She even had the maids wash my diapers and stock the guest rooms with diapers. The guest rooms had diaper pails and she loved to pat my diapers while talking with friends.
Some of her friends were almost disgusted at first, but my wife and her mother refused to apologize. Soon, most ladies wanted to pat my diapers at every opportunity, which i loved and still do.
I am almost 70 and still in diapers.
I once listed over 100 ladies who have seen me in diapers or knew that I wore them regularly.
I am a completely comfortable diaper lover.
I can almost hear the people calling out BS, but it isn't.
I am a retired corporate and airline pilot, old enough to know that if it hurts no one, then it is okay.
C
Bet your mum loved it !Napincolove said:I think my addiction may have started when I was actually just coming out of Nappies as I had a horrendous dose of diarrhoea and mum put me back in .Nappies and those big thick rubber pants and every time I got a clean one on I filled it much to my mum's annoyance, I found at one point I really enjoyed the wearing and filling of the
Nappy and that seems to have been my starting point.
Same here.iampadded said:Chronic Bedwetter into teens. Diapers and plastic pants at night were routine.
My childhood and teenage bedwetting is definitely the cause. I never made any effort to become dry at night. By my mid teens I thoroughly enjoyed my nightly bedwetting.dlboylife said:I was a bed wetter so I had to wear diapers and it went from there
I should have read all your posts before replying -- you keep answering the questions that arise in my mind! It sounds like you had an unstable childhood. Arriving at a new foster home as a bedwetter under stress must have been very difficult for you. I trust that you now find nappies give you a sense of security and well-being despite the stresses in your life. Plus, wearing and wetting diapers just feels good at a sensory level.dreamdreamer84 said:I was normally potty trained and don't remember when I became night dry, but began wetting the bed again when I was 9 or 10 due to some stresses and trauma in my life around then. Then I started to sneak my cousins pull ups (I lived with them on and off) for night time, and around 12 or 13 began wearing them in the day sometimes because they made me feel secure. I would always wet them, sometimes accidentally at night but often on purpose in the day. When I was 13 I was placed with foster parents and after a few nights of wet sheets was given goodnites. I wore them a LOT, even in the day. Then I went to university and started to indulge and experiment a lot more. I got proper adult nappies and some dummies and onesies, and that's where I've sat with this ever since.
I don't wear often these days, life and jobs etc, I go through stages when I'm stressed or a bit down where I'll indulge more (like right now). My current phase started a little while ago when I accidentally soaked a hotel room bed (I had asked for a waterproof sheet just in case) during a very stressful period and so wore nappies for the remainder of my trip. At the moment I'm wearing most days and nights. I find it relaxing and comforting and a great stress reliever.