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A few weeks ago I had my first experience with diapers and it was a... bittersweet experience.
I have had a high curiosity and interest in diapers for some months, but I didn't want to try it mainly for the lack of privacy I have (I live with four housemates that spend most of their time at home and my parents come to visit me once every week or two).
My experience started when I went to a nerby grocery store and saw something that caught my attention: they sell adult diapers. That got deep into my mind and was like a voice constantly telling me to go buy a pack to try it. So I started to plan everything: when to go buy them, how to bring them back home, where to hide them once home, when to wear them, etc.
The day came and I went to the grocery store to buy a pack. I easily get anxiety, so you can imagine that I was with a bit of anxiety on my way there, but when I got there it got really bad. It is a big grocery store and there is always a lot of people everywhere in it, so I walked around the whole store for what felt like hours (even though it was just 10-20 minutes), passing next to the diaper packs over and over again taking quick looks at them. Luckily there was only one diaper brand (I don't remember which one, but it was spanish) and I only had to decide if I wanted the big or medium size. After some time I got the medium size pack, threw it in the shopping cart and walked as fast as I could to the paying line. Once in the line I had the greatest poker face I have ever had, I was dying from anxiety inside, but everything other would see was the most inexpressive face you could imagine. After paying I put it quickly in a big bag and walked back home as fast as I could while praying that I don't cross with anyone I know.
Finally! I got back home and luckily all my housemates were either out or in their rooms, so I could almost run to my room, close the door and hide the diaper pack. Then I relaxed a lot and tried to calm down from all the anxiety I got, but I still didn't even open the pack. After relaxing and playing some videogames and then I went to have dinner with my housemates. None of them knew anything, which also helped to calm me down. After dinner I decided to lock my room door, open the pack and try wearing a diaper.
So here comes my first time wearing a diaper (as adult): I liked how it felt, it really was comfortable and it didn't block my movements as much as I thought it would, so I was really satisfied with it. And when it come to the sexual component of it... I had a bit of arousal, but it wasn't anything big. Then I tried to go sleep while wearing them... and I couldn't. It was a really weird sensation, it felt like something was wrong. I guessed it was because I had never worn diapers before and I had to get used to them, so I took them off and thought that first I would need to spend some evening wearing diapers before going to sleep to get used to them and be able to sleep while wearing them without feeling weird.
Then the next day at work came the worst part: the paranoia. For some reason I couldn't get the thought of someone finding the diaper pack and judging me a lot for it out of my head. I spent the whole work time with anxiety, thinking that I would come back home with my housemates waiting for an explanation of why I hide an adult diapers pack in my room... And even then I knew that paranoia wasn't justified (I hid the pack very well, to find it they would have to enter my room, open one of the many closets that contain boxes, open one of the many boxes and see the pack) but I still couldn't get the thought out of my head. I spent the next few days doing as I planned, wearing diapers after dinner to get used to them, but I had a constant anxiety I couldn't bare. After some days I ended up throwing the diaper pack to the thrash still having a few unused diapers in it (it had two or three) because the anxiety was killing me.
After that experience I decided to get away from all of that, try to forget about diapers and I even became inactive in this forum. It all was good, the anxiety was gone, and I didn't have many thoughts about diapers... until last week. Last week I had another bunch of strong thoughts about diapers. I had the urge to go to the grocery store and buy another pack. I tried to resist the urge as much as I could... but then my housemates announced me that they would be gone for the whole day, and the only one staying home is the one that is always closed in his room, so I wouldn't have to worry about coming back home with a pack of diapers. It was a sign, I had to give diapers another opportunity.
So I got ready and went to the grocery store again with all the anxiety. That day there were much more people than the first time, so I was much more anxious about it, but I was still decided to do it and started "patroling" the store still without taking the pack... until I found two of my co-workers there. My heart skipped a couple of beats and I felt all my insides twisting. They obviously asked me what was I doing there and I answered that I came to buy a few products of personal hygiene, then they went their way and kept shopping. But at that point I was completely unable to buy the diaper pack, I was constantly feeling that they would see it and start asking many questions I wouldn't know how to answer, the anxiety was getting stronger than ever. So I finally decided to get toothpaste and deodorant to make the trip to the store worth and forget about the diapers... And I'm really glad I did that, because on my way to the paying line I found a friend that was also shopping there and also asked me what was I buying.
After those experiences I have reached a couple of conclusions:
One is that I definitely like wearing diapers. They still feel weird and I will need to get used to them, but it's an experience I want to live more times.
The second is that I'm never ever going to physically buy diapers again. (At least while being alone with it. If I ever have a girlfriend that accepts it or an ABDL friend to buy them together, then I would feel more comfortable with it.)
So, to summ it up: Now I definitely know I like diapers (I was unsure about them before), but I still keep it very secretive and have no way to obtain them without a high risk of someone close finding it out. I will have to keep being patient with this...
I have had a high curiosity and interest in diapers for some months, but I didn't want to try it mainly for the lack of privacy I have (I live with four housemates that spend most of their time at home and my parents come to visit me once every week or two).
My experience started when I went to a nerby grocery store and saw something that caught my attention: they sell adult diapers. That got deep into my mind and was like a voice constantly telling me to go buy a pack to try it. So I started to plan everything: when to go buy them, how to bring them back home, where to hide them once home, when to wear them, etc.
The day came and I went to the grocery store to buy a pack. I easily get anxiety, so you can imagine that I was with a bit of anxiety on my way there, but when I got there it got really bad. It is a big grocery store and there is always a lot of people everywhere in it, so I walked around the whole store for what felt like hours (even though it was just 10-20 minutes), passing next to the diaper packs over and over again taking quick looks at them. Luckily there was only one diaper brand (I don't remember which one, but it was spanish) and I only had to decide if I wanted the big or medium size. After some time I got the medium size pack, threw it in the shopping cart and walked as fast as I could to the paying line. Once in the line I had the greatest poker face I have ever had, I was dying from anxiety inside, but everything other would see was the most inexpressive face you could imagine. After paying I put it quickly in a big bag and walked back home as fast as I could while praying that I don't cross with anyone I know.
Finally! I got back home and luckily all my housemates were either out or in their rooms, so I could almost run to my room, close the door and hide the diaper pack. Then I relaxed a lot and tried to calm down from all the anxiety I got, but I still didn't even open the pack. After relaxing and playing some videogames and then I went to have dinner with my housemates. None of them knew anything, which also helped to calm me down. After dinner I decided to lock my room door, open the pack and try wearing a diaper.
So here comes my first time wearing a diaper (as adult): I liked how it felt, it really was comfortable and it didn't block my movements as much as I thought it would, so I was really satisfied with it. And when it come to the sexual component of it... I had a bit of arousal, but it wasn't anything big. Then I tried to go sleep while wearing them... and I couldn't. It was a really weird sensation, it felt like something was wrong. I guessed it was because I had never worn diapers before and I had to get used to them, so I took them off and thought that first I would need to spend some evening wearing diapers before going to sleep to get used to them and be able to sleep while wearing them without feeling weird.
Then the next day at work came the worst part: the paranoia. For some reason I couldn't get the thought of someone finding the diaper pack and judging me a lot for it out of my head. I spent the whole work time with anxiety, thinking that I would come back home with my housemates waiting for an explanation of why I hide an adult diapers pack in my room... And even then I knew that paranoia wasn't justified (I hid the pack very well, to find it they would have to enter my room, open one of the many closets that contain boxes, open one of the many boxes and see the pack) but I still couldn't get the thought out of my head. I spent the next few days doing as I planned, wearing diapers after dinner to get used to them, but I had a constant anxiety I couldn't bare. After some days I ended up throwing the diaper pack to the thrash still having a few unused diapers in it (it had two or three) because the anxiety was killing me.
After that experience I decided to get away from all of that, try to forget about diapers and I even became inactive in this forum. It all was good, the anxiety was gone, and I didn't have many thoughts about diapers... until last week. Last week I had another bunch of strong thoughts about diapers. I had the urge to go to the grocery store and buy another pack. I tried to resist the urge as much as I could... but then my housemates announced me that they would be gone for the whole day, and the only one staying home is the one that is always closed in his room, so I wouldn't have to worry about coming back home with a pack of diapers. It was a sign, I had to give diapers another opportunity.
So I got ready and went to the grocery store again with all the anxiety. That day there were much more people than the first time, so I was much more anxious about it, but I was still decided to do it and started "patroling" the store still without taking the pack... until I found two of my co-workers there. My heart skipped a couple of beats and I felt all my insides twisting. They obviously asked me what was I doing there and I answered that I came to buy a few products of personal hygiene, then they went their way and kept shopping. But at that point I was completely unable to buy the diaper pack, I was constantly feeling that they would see it and start asking many questions I wouldn't know how to answer, the anxiety was getting stronger than ever. So I finally decided to get toothpaste and deodorant to make the trip to the store worth and forget about the diapers... And I'm really glad I did that, because on my way to the paying line I found a friend that was also shopping there and also asked me what was I buying.
After those experiences I have reached a couple of conclusions:
One is that I definitely like wearing diapers. They still feel weird and I will need to get used to them, but it's an experience I want to live more times.
The second is that I'm never ever going to physically buy diapers again. (At least while being alone with it. If I ever have a girlfriend that accepts it or an ABDL friend to buy them together, then I would feel more comfortable with it.)
So, to summ it up: Now I definitely know I like diapers (I was unsure about them before), but I still keep it very secretive and have no way to obtain them without a high risk of someone close finding it out. I will have to keep being patient with this...