DESIRE FOR DIAPERS

Hi my name is Jacob and I love diapers!

It all started when I was about nine I had a strange feeling something was missing from my life. This all occurred to me about 2 weeks before summer vacation , during summer I was going to stay for 2 weeks at my grandma’s house in Florida and they baby sit my baby cousin Berit. About a week before vacation I figured out that I wanted diapers so I constructed a plan which went like this:

1. find where they keep diapers

2. drink lots of soda to make your self have to pee

3. when all are asleep sneak to diapers and steal one to put on

Unfortunately that’s not how it happened at first. When we got there I couldn’t find any diapers. I thought, “damn! My plan is ruined!” But then my grandparents told us we were going to my baby cousin’s house. Before I talk about that let me tell you why I didn’t find the diapers: They baby sit on weekdays and it was Saturday, so they gave the diapers back for the weekend. So when we got there I quickly looked for the diapers and of course found them in my cousin’s room. So I quickly took one and ran to the bathroom. I, being the amateur diaper wearer I was, tried to put it on backwards by accident. When I was done I snuck back to my cousin’s room to dispose of it, which was hard because my grandparents’ aunt, uncle and their friends were sitting in the room that connects the bathroom to the rest of the house. So when we were like twenty minutes from leaving so I stuffed a diaper into my pants and went into the main room with everyone else. A few minutes later I checked if the folded diaper was still there— IT WASN’T !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I looked around to see if it was on the floor; it wasn’t. Phew, that was close! So I retraced my steps and found it lying in the hallway; that could’ve been bad, so I stuffed it in my pants and we drove back to my grandma’s house. That night I went to the bathroom and put on the diaper (the right way this time) and wet in it until it leaked. Finally, I found what was missing in my life!

The next day my baby cousin came over to be babysat. I was excited to see my aunt had brought a new pack of his diapers! So that night I tried again but this time I tried messing in them. This felt better than wetting in them! So after 2 weeks was up I left Florida but my grandparents came with me to stay 2 weeks at my house. While I was unpacking my suitcase my grandma watched the whole time. Good thing I decided not to take a diaper home (as a souvenir), so I will be going to Florida again next month and I’m sure I will once again have lots of fun with diapers, and maybe take a few home this time, but until then I will still wear big-boy pants and wait in anticipation.

To be continued.