THE UNBELIEVABLE DREAM

Here's is my story and the plot is I have always dreamed about 
wearing diapers again. See, one day when I was 12 years old my mom 
had a baby and ever since then I have wanted to wear diapers. I 
was a pretty small guy for my age and weighed only 90 pounds. When 
my sister was 3 and ready to get potty trained she was wearing 
size five diapers. One day when my parents went out I decided to 
try to put one of her baby diapers on. I thought to myself that it 
wouldn't fit cause it was a baby diaper but I did remember my 
pretty small size. I brought in tape to the bathroom with the 
diaper just in case it didn't fit and I would tape the straps 
together. As I was about to try to put on the diaper I was getting 
an erection. I pulled my pants down and placed the diaper between 
my legs. I untaped one strap, and to my happiness it fit the other 
part of the strap. Then I did the other strap and the diaper had 
fit me. I was very happy and I was getting a erection. I pulled my 
pants up over the diaper and decided to go watch some TV.

About an hour later I had to go pee really bad but I was watching 
a really good movie and didn't want to miss any of it. So I 
decided to myself that since I was wearing a diaper and really had 
to go to the bathroom bad I would pee in my diaper. So I did and 
continued watching the movie. I felt really warm and wet. I had 
decided that after the movie I would change my own diaper. After 
the movie ended I went to the bathroom with another diaper pulled 
down my pants and took the wet diaper off. After I took it off I 
put some of my sister's baby lotion all around my private part, 
wiped myself with a baby wipe powdered my self and put a fresh 
diaper on. I went back to watch some more TV.

I was watching TV when my mom came home I was very nervous because 
I didn't want her to know that I was wearing a diaper because I 
was 15 at the time. I thought to my self, I will go into the 
bathroom take the diaper off and dispose of it without her 
knowing. It would be a hard task, though. I went to the bathroom 
and closed the door. Right as I closed the door I heard my mom 
yell out my name, telling me to get out here right this moment. I 
was very scared but I came out with the diaper still on and my 
pants pulled up. Me and my mom were talking and my mom said to me, 
"Brian, when I left this house this morning with your sister the 
garbage was empty. I said "yeah, so?" and my mom said, "now there 
is a wet diaper in there and a baby wipe, what is going on?"

I said, "I do not know." My mom told me to pull down my pants I 
refused, so my mom smacked my butt and felt that I was wearing a 
diaper. My mom asked why I was wearing it and I said I don't know. 
Then she said because I have the diaper on and was 15 and wet the 
last one that she was going to treat me like a baby for doing 
this. I cried and said "no, no", although I liked wearing the 
diaper. My mom won the argument and I was to be treated as a baby. 
That night before I went to bed my mom came into my room with a 
diaper and said, "time for a change." I told her I can change 
myself. She said, "fine I don't care, but you are still going to 
be treated like a little baby." I said "okay" in a low, 
unpleasured voice. So she went out and I put it on then went to 
bed. The next morning I woke up and my mom and my sister were 
gone. They came back a little while later with a bottle and 
pacifief for me and told I must use them or she would tell all my 
friend what I had done. So I figured if she told my friends then I 
would be made fun of and be embarrassed so I said okay. Whenever I 
was thirsy my mom gave me a bottle. My mom also bought an adult 
size crib that day and I was going to have to sleep in it. Then I 
was treated like a complete baby and didn't like it so my mom 
said, "okay, you had enough punishment and it can stop now." I 
said "whew" in relief. So that night I went to bed and the next 
morning the bed was wet. My mom had told me that she wouldn't 
treat me like a baby but I would have to wear diapers. I was 
wearing my sisters baby diapers that she didn't need because she 
had gotten potty trained. My mom was buying baby diapers for me 
since adult diapers were too expensive and the baby diapers fit 
me.

The next week my mom took me to a urologist to find out what my 
problem was. The urologist told us that I lost most of my bladder 
control and should were diapers so I did. The next week I started 
school again but this time I was wearing diapers because I had to. 
Everybody found out and all the guys were making fun of me and I 
had no more friends. The girls liked me though and one very, very 
pretty girl asked me out and I accepted. She had asked me if she 
could change my diapers for me. I said okay, thinking it would be 
cool. So my girlfriend was changing my diaper and I was very happy 
until when I was 19 and had gained my bladder control again. But I 
still lived happily ever after.

The end