Diaper and wetting fetish

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Some of us have no choice and have to wear diapers and then there is others who simpley have a diaper and or wetting fetish, my questions are for those who have a diaper and or wetting fetish, what is your story? how did you get into this fetish and how did your parents find out and what did they say?
 
For me it's likely a memory I have when I was about 2 years old audibly wetting my diaper, and also the fact that I don't like messing myself today. There's also the thrill I get from wearing and wetting a diaper in public without anyone knowing. Also, I can almost never feel when my diaper is wet and sometimes I completely forget that it's wet. My parents seem to understand the stimulation I get for it, but discourage me from staying in a wet diaper for too long, although I never really listen to them on that part.
 
I've been into this as long as I can remember. My earliest memory is actually of me getting a diaper change around 2 or 3 when my neighbor came to visit.
I first started wearing around age 11 when I got an adult diaper from my grandma. Medicaid gives them to her, but she doesn't use them, and gives them out. Well... technically I stole them. Scummy, but as kids there's not really any other way of obtaining them.

I've never been caught, have had some close calls, but never truly been caught actually wearing them. My mom has found them in my closet before though. I told them they were for my monthly which she didn't really question. Thank god.
Other than that I don't really plan on telling her.
 
I once stole diapers from a Rite Aid when I was 12. I got caught. I didn't start really wearing them a lot until a bit later, though, once my parents had accepted it's a thing that isn't something that just 'goes away'. It started around the time my grandmother passed, my mother had bought a thing of adult diapers for her, a few weeks before she passed.

From there I just couldn't get enough. Sadly, though, I'm currently too poor to afford buying diapers regularly. Or even in cases.
 
My parents weren't pleased.

I remember visiting a friend in hospital when she was about 5. I had (recently, and temporarily) gotten out of diapers at that age myself and missed them terribly. She was in diapers. I think that set it off for me.
 
Nothing "got me into the fetish", I've just had a thing for diapers for as long as I've had memories. I've also never been caught, thought I suspect if my family found out they'd think back and start connecting dots.
 
I was adopted at the age of 2. I'm not sure what my living circumstances were those first two years, but I think I spent some time in an adoption agency orphanage, because I do remember having two teddy bears, one new and one ragged. I'm guessing the worn out teddy came with me from the adoption agency. By the time I was four, I knew I wanted to be back in diapers. By the time I was six, I was acting on it, stealing wet underwear from a four year old neighbor boy.

By the time I was 13, I was deliberately wetting my underwear and hiding them from my parents. When I was in college, I came home for dinner and had a psychotic break. I started crying and couldn't stop. I was able to go back to college, but my mom searched my bedroom and found diapers and some gay porn. She made an appointment for me to see a psychiatrist at a residential mental facility outside of Princeton, where I was attending college. Though my shrink said I would probably outgrow the desire for diapers, I'm still wearing them and enjoying them. I guess psychiatrists don't know everything!
 
In my teen years, I liked wearing plastic pants - loved the feel on the skin. Twenty years later, I wanted to try a diaper. I tried a cloth one with plastic pants. Loved the warm, comfortable feeling. One day, I was reading about wetting them on a website and tried it while sitting at the computer. Loved the feeling as they filled and swelled and got addicted to it. I got a pair of thick plastic bloomers and now wear them over the diaper - they fit tight enough down the legs and up above the waist that they are practically leakproof and I can even wet them in bed without worry of leaking.
 
Honestly, I don't really know where my interest exactly came from. I guess you could say there was a part of me that really never outgrew it. If anything, the fettish developed because I first really started experimenting with diapers right when I was in the middle of puberty and figuring out my sexuality.

Honestly, I don't really know.
 
It's never been a fetish for me. I've always loved wearing diapers for as long as I can remember, long before I even knew there was a term for it (ABDL). In my early teen years I added the sexual component to my compulsion, but again it was never based on this sexuality so it was never a fetish.
 
Slomo said:
but again it was never based on this sexuality so it was never a fetish.
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Minor point on semantics: While fetish does imply a sexual element, something doesn't actually have to be sexual to fit the definition. It also can mean a fixation on a course of action that doesn't necessarily make sense.
 
I wish I had the fetish. Having to wear diapers sucks. Would be cool to get enjoyment out of it but I don't get it.

To me diapers are just an extra expense, source of embarrassment, reminder that my body doesn't work right, and quick uncomfortable form of underwear that I HAVE to wear. It's hard to hide, sometimes impossible to hide. Having to wear them to bed I can deal with. Having to wear during the day is awful.
 
From the time I was out of diapers I wanted to be back in them, I think a was trained fully by age 2.5.
I remember being 3 and trying to climb in my closet to reach a couple left over ones, always got so close but then made to much noise and got caught.
At age 4 I would try to steal them from my neighbors kids diaper bag, or from the pre school diaper chest at nap time. I remember I was once successful during nap time, I got it on tape shut but then caught and it was stripped off.
I got to wear again at age 11 or 12 during a baby sitting episode the rest is history from there
 
mikejames said:
I wish I had the fetish. Having to wear diapers sucks. Would be cool to get enjoyment out of it but I don't get it.

To me diapers are just an extra expense, source of embarrassment, reminder that my body doesn't work right, and quick uncomfortable form of underwear that I HAVE to wear. It's hard to hide, sometimes impossible to hide. Having to wear them to bed I can deal with. Having to wear during the day is awful.
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It's certainly not all smiles and sunshine, at least at first. I and many others put in a lot of hard miles before we could properly enjoy it. You'd think that anyone who had to wear them would be in bliss but it doesn't necessarily work that way, either. We're all just complicated messes and have to do the best we can. I'm just glad that I can love it now. I would hope that if at some point in the future I wound up actually needing diapers I'd still be able to enjoy them. I'd rather not know.
 
I never really knew about the AB/DL scene until about a year and a half ago, my now ex-bestfriend whom in the past we both talked about our fetishes, in common and not, and she told me she was into ABDL, and I didn't even know what it was until I looked it up, at first I was confused but then she told me I would like it if I tried it, so a few months after she told me I bought a sample pack of 24/7 smalls, and Abena M4, and wore one, didn't bother to take it off for work, and it grew on me, I ordered a bag of Abenas and some other cloth brand, and was hooked. Sadly her and I don't talk anymore, and that kinda brings me out of my mindset of liking ABDL because I cared about her so much, so it's really the only thing left of her I have that remains with me I guess.
 
but isn't that... oh wait, you said wetting fettish. ok nevermind

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Irnub, You're contradicting your self. Yes, fetish certainly does imply sexuality. Look at any modernized source of the definition (wikepedia, urban dictionary), and even a few well established dictionaries (oxford). They all agree that the primary definition of a fetish absolutely does base it on sex.

Sure it has other lesser meanings, one being non sexual, and another yet that means magic worship. These are not the standard, and commonly, used meaning though. When using the term fetish you have to realize that most any normal person is going to understand it to be sexual- even if that is not your intent.


Edit; And fyi. I'm not knocking against anyone who does have a diaper fetish. Ask most any psychiatric pro and they will tell you that fetishes can be a very healthy part of ones own sexuality. I agree with this, but just don't confuse it with being a diaper lover or adult baby. These are very different and absolutely nothing to do with sex. If anything, calling them a fetish is a big part of why general society looks down on us with misunderstanding. And no wonder if we ourselves can't even use the right terminology.
 
I have been a life long bedwetter so diapers at night were always a thing. When I was younger they were a source of embarrassment. Waking up with a wet diaper in grade school is not where you want to be. When I hit puberty the warmth of the wet goodnite in the morning and the sensation of peeing in the diaper went from embarrassing to arousal and a tingling feeling. Around that time mom also cleaned out my room and threw away a bunch of my old stuffed animals and dolls. I got home from school one day to see them sitting out on the curb waiting for the garbage man and one of the bags with my Cabbage patch dolls also had my weeks worth of goodnites from the diaper pail in my room. In my early puberty mind I had this mix of the wet goodnites which were going from an embarrassing childhood source of shame to a strangely arousing thing out in the trash with my childhood dolls which combined to give me both a wetting and toy trash fetish.
 
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