How I became a Baby

Summary: a boy tries a diaper for the first time since he was potty 
trained and becomes a diapered baby.

It all started on summer afternoon when I was 8 while I was at the 
pool. I was in the bathroom when I looked down and on the floor was an 
unused Little Swimmers size L. I had always wondered what they felt 
like so I pulled of my swimming trunks and slipped the diaper on 
quickly. I pulled my swim trunks back on and quickly ran out to the 
pool and jumped in and played. We moved to another part of the swim 
park and I realized I had to go again, but I didn’t know where the 
bathroom was so I asked my mom. She said that it doesn’t matter because 
I was already in my bathroom, I looked down to see the top of my diaper 
sticking out the top of my swim trunks. I was shocked and knew that she 
actually wanted me to use my diaper, by now I was ready to explode so I 
allowed the mess to fill the back seat of my diaper and I peed too.

I swam for about half an hour and then mom came and told me it was time 
to go, so as we were leaving I was heading for the boys’ changing room 
but I was stopped by my mom. She said babies can't change by themselves 
and that I would need help changing my dirty diaper. She laid me on the 
changing table and left me there for just a minute and came back with 
some wipes and a fresh pampers size 6 diaper. I asked what the diaper 
was for and she said that if I wanted to be a baby so bad, then I was 
going to wear diapers like a baby. Being in diapers was not a totally 
new thing to me since I still wet the bed, but I still did not like the 
idea of wearing diapers, so I was changed and the diaper was somewhat 
too big for me, but it would have to do.

Instead of going home right away she drove us to the mall to pick up a 
few things. She had not given my pants back to me when we left and at 
the time I was not concerned because I thought we were going home. I 
strongly protested about going in the mall with just a diaper and a 
shirt, but there was no way I was getting out of this one. So with my 
head hung low we marched through the mall to a store that sold baby 
supplies and other things.

As we entered my mom asked the sales lady what size diaper she should 
get for her baby boy. It didn’t take the lady long to come back with a 
size 3 Pamper that had baby prints all over it. I was led to the back 
where mom proceeded to take my diaper of and found it to be wet. She 
then told me that she was going to let me out of diapers if I didn’t 
use the diaper, but it was too late to undo my mistake and my fate was 
sealed. I soon found myself encased in yet another diaper and as luck 
would have it, it was a perfect fit. The legs and waist were snug on my 
body. We were soon on our way out with 6 packs of size three Pampers 
and 6 packs of boys’ medium Pull-Ups and swim diapers like the one I 
had on in the pool. Also in the cart were some outfits, pacifiers, 
wipes, powder, bottles, a playpen, a stroller, and other necessary and 
unnecessary baby items. As I walked through the mall some people stared 
at me in my diapers because I had the disadvantage of looking my age.

It was a two-hour drive home and on the way we got McDonalds from the 
drive-through and I wet and messed my diaper again. When we got home I 
was changed and put into 6 pampers so that I had not choice but to 
waddle or crawl around the house. I was then put in my new playpen to 
take a nap, but before I was allowed to take my nap I was given a big 
bottle of milk that had some stuff to make me go potty. I slept for a 
good hour and woke up to a wet and messy diaper, but this time I was 
left to sit in it until all my diapers were filled. I was forced to 
crawl/waddle around the house for the rest of the day in just my 
diapers and a t-shirt. I had to admit I was getting my wish to wear 
diapers had come true and the diapers were very comfortable.

That night I was put to bed with a bottle and a pacifier that had a 
leash on it so I would not lose it in the middle of the night. I was 
awakened by my little sister at about 10:00 and I found that I really 
had to go pee, so I got up to go to the bathroom and my sister asked me 
where I was going. I said I had to go to the bathroom and she said, 
“You are in your bathroom,” I had completely forgotten that I was 
wearing diapers. Suddenly I found myself being tickled from behind and 
as I was being tickled I wet my diaper so my sister yelled for mom to 
come and change my wet diaper. I was changed and this time I was only 
put in one diaper because using 6 diapers at once was a waste so I got 
lucky.

I was told we were going out and again I was not given any pants 
instead I was dressed in one the new shirts my mother had bought me the 
night before. The shirt didn’t even cover my diaper at all and I begged 
my mom to let me have my pants back but she said that it didn’t matter 
that my diaper was showing because I was a baby and that it was normal 
for me to go around in my diaper and shirt. So we went to the store and 
when we got out I was placed in my new stroller. I didn’t want to be 
put in a stroller but at least the strap that buckled me in covered 
some of my diaper. While we were in the store hardly anybody looked at 
me and I soon found out why, in one of the store windows I could see my 
reflection and I saw that I looked like a two year old and that I 
belonged in diapers.

While we were at the mall we bought more diapers, a crib, changing 
table, car seat, and other very babyish items. We ate lunch at the food 
court and I was placed in a highchair and feed my Happy Meal had my 
drink in a bottle. During the meal I wet and messed my diaper and it 
was obvious that I had. I was taken to the ladies’ room and changed on 
the changing table in front of everybody. It was so embarrassing 
because I got an erection every time I was changed and I thought I was 
going to die right there. I was placed back in the stroller and we left 
the mall and headed to the car. I was then placed into my new car seat 
and strapped in and even though I tried as hard as I could to release 
the restraints their was just no way you could do it while sitting in 
the car seat.

When we got home I squirming to get out and mom said ! I looked excited 
to get something or do something. After about 5 minutes she finally let 
me out, but before I could get away I was quickly scooped up and put in 
my new crib for a nap. During this time I found that if I rubbed the 
outside of my diaper long enough I would get a pleasurable feeling in 
my penis. I later found out that what I was doing was masturbating. I 
woke up with a slightly wet diaper so I wasn’t changed right away 
instead I was sent outside in a light blue onesie and a diaper.

The rest of my days before school started were filled with playing in 
my playpen and outside and as always I had a diaper on. I could no 
longer control my bladder or my bowels so it was a necessity that I 
have a diaper on at all times or I would make a big mess. On the first 
day of school I was allowed to wear pant for the first time since I was 
diapered. The bad part was that I was wearing two diapers a blue onesie 
with snaps in the crotch, jeans with snaps in the crotch and a blue 
shirt to cover the rest of my onesie. I was sent to school with some 
extra diapers to give to the nurse because my mom didn’t have the time 
to give her some extra diapers for me. For the most part you couldn’t 
tell I was wearing a diaper except for the huge bulge in my pants and 
the loud crinkling noises when I walked or moved.

At recess I needed to be changed because I had wet and messed my diaper 
pretty good and I was in danger of leaking. I was changed again latter 
during class in the class bathroom. I was surprised to find that the 
bathroom had a changing table. So I was cleaned up and redressed in my 
baby clothes and for and added effect on me the teacher put baby prints 
on my shirt.

As I came out of the bathroom everyone knew that I was wearing diapers 
and that I was a baby. I didn’t mind because I knew that they would be 
busting by the time they got home and I wished that they would all end 
up in diapers. My school days were filled with much of the same events 
and activities except the one time my diaper leaked and I had to go 
around in just my onesie and diaper. The diaper was clearly visible 
through the onesie and when I ran it was more of a waddle and I looked 
just like a toddler who was running from his mommy so he wouldn’t have 
to stop playing just for a diaper change.

Another time I was in the bathroom and a girl walked in on me while I 
was naked. Now I knew what sex was and so did she and she was also a 
girl that I liked a lot and she just didn’t know it. She offered to 
help me change my diaper witch was extremely embarrassing because I got 
another erection. She very calmly played with it for about five minutes 
before I came and she taped up my diaper and that was that and she also 
said to go to her if I needed to be changed again.

School finally ended and once again my pants were taken away because it 
was summer and it was to hot for them any way. The first day of summer 
I was asked by my mom if I wanted to be potty trained again and goes 
back to wearing underwear. I think I replied too quickly because I said 
yes with obvious excitement in my voice. Before I could get another 
word in I was quickly diapered put in my green onesie, given a bottle 
and pacifier and put down for my afternoon nap.

And so I carried on like this for 8 years until I had to be retrained 
because mom was getting tired of changing me and that night was the 
last night I would be in my crib as a complete baby, that is a complete 
baby that is not going through training. I knew that I would still be 
in diapers for a while until I was trained, but after that there would 
be no more diapers and no more baby.