Author: Babydog Home: http://teenbaby.tsx.org E-Mail: babydog@baby.zzn.com This is the story about how I start liking diapers. It all started when i was arround 6 I think. I was at my grandmother's, where I lived with my mum, because my parensts were separeted(no good English I know). I was playing with my cousin and by chance we found some daipers in a small room where were food and so on(I don't know the English word, but it's a small room, not the kitchen!). My cousin was the same age as me. We hadn't woren diapers for years and were very curious. So we took two diapers and went into the sleeping room. We put them on and liked then fealing. So we play a bit and then gave them back into the box. We often played such games and we even find babybottle to drink from. Some day my mum bougt her own flat, but on the weekends we were all having tee at my grandmother's. Some day the babybottles were gone. After a while we found the in the cellar. We played many games. One was, that one of us throws a choin into the air the the one who lost had to do what the other wanted him to. I liked these games very much, but after some time my cousin didn't want to. I was sad, but acceped it. Once when we were wearing diapers and we had drunken much water from the babybottles we had to pee.(At this age we often had to pee at the same time, don't know why). My cousin went to toilet, but I thought:"I'm wearing a diaper so why should I go to the toilet?". So I used the diaper, but hadn't thought of the result. I had got a wet diaper and my mom shouted that we would go home. I couldn't give the diaper back into the box, so my mum catched me. I can't exectly remember what happened, but I think she wasn't very angry. I think she thought I was only a kid and wanted to try it out. (Maybee somebody want's that the story goes on like:"So she put me back into diapers for the rest of the year" but that isn't the truth) So after a while, my grandmother threw away all baby-things(I think so, because I searched for them many times and couldn't find them) and we couldn't play anymore. My cousin also didn't wanted to play anymore. (What bad story) So years past until I was arround 14 and I sleeped at my father's, who was married with another women. I had got a halfbrother who is 5 years younger than me. I was in the cellar and had to go to the toilet, so I went into the toilet in the cellar(usually I use the one on the 1st floor) and I found a pack of old diapers. So in the night when everybody was sleeping in went into the cellar to get one. It was a very old pampers biggest size, put it doesn't fit, so i used adhesive tape to fix it. But I was afraid to take it home, because I thought my mother would find it in the siutcase. So a gave it back into the box. The next time when I visited my father I took 6 with me and hid them in my room at home. But they were gone very fast, so I went to the supermarket and bought my own. That wasn't easy for me because I'm living in a small town and I was very afraid that somebody could notice me. I brought them home and hid them.Once in a while I used one of them and now all are gone. Now I'm too afraid to go to the supermarked and these diapers also don't fit anymore. I've never taked to my cousin about this, because I was to afraid he wouldn't accept it. (bad end: no diapers at home and nobody to talk to) But then I found out that there are many other DL/TBs in the net and wasn't alone anymore.