This story is an account of the things that have happened in my life from
the time I was about 7 years old till about the age of 14, and of course,
untill now. I am a 25 year male of medium build and maybe just a bit
overweight.

    My life was a good one till that night when I was 7. I was healty, happy
and experiencing things like a normal child of that age, and had just entered
grade 2 . What I had expierenced from that one night on will always be
remembered by me. I remember it like it was yesterday. My bedtime was 8:00 and
when I went to bed, like every other 7 year old, I never stayed there. My
mother would come up and check in on me from time to time, and I used to be
able to time it so that I could be in bed and covered up by the time she
arrived at the top of the stairs, untill that one night.

    When I was young and had a cold, my mother would come into the room and
put Vicks Vapo-Rub on my chest and then cover my chest with a cloth diaper. I
really enjoyed the feeling of that, and descovered that they did in fact turn
me on. So when my mother left the room, I would take the diaper off my chest
and wrap it around my waist. Oh what a feeling. I would roll over and rub the
cloth against my penis and I would then climax. No cum, just a climax. My
habbit did start to get out of control soon after that. I found were my mother
put the other diapers and soon discovered where I could get ahold of some
diaper pins. I would lie on my bed for weeks after my cold had subsided and
wear diapers to bed. Of course, my mother would still check in from time to
time and I always managed to get under the covers untill she left, Untill one
night.

    My mother must have thought that I was asleep because she was so quiet
coming up those stairs. I was lying in my bed, fully diapered, just thinking
to myself when she walked in, and then with a bat of an eye, she walked out.
"She saw me" I said to myself "She must have" and I promply undiapered myself.

    The next day, I went to school as usual, it was a Friday and I was glad
that the weekend was finally here. I walked in the frount door, said hello and
sat on the couch in frount of the television. My mother hastily waltzed in,
turned it off and told me to get myself upstairs NOW! I wasn't sure what was
happening, I guess I kinda forgot about the previous night. When I arrived
upstairs, I went into my room and found that a few things had changed. My
dresser drawers were closed and most of my toys had been removed. The rooms
appearance seemed to be cleaner than when I had left that morning. My mother
was behind me all the way and pushed me onto the bed. "Lie still" she said,
and started undressing me. "What are you doing? " I said in a shakey voice. "
If you are going to dress like a baby during the night, we might as well make
it all day as well" she said and continued with what she was doing. I, of
course, had a different view. Although the thought of being diapered did turn
me on, I was damned if I was going to let it happen now. _