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My Past! |
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How I got into diapers, watersports, etc. |
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The first memory I have of wanting to wear diapers was
when I was about 2-3 years old. I was toilet-trained really early, and
thus don't remember that process. One of my earliest memories is one
night getting a reward of wearing a diaper. I had to be around 2-3. My
mom made me pee in the toilet first, so as not to "waste it".
I can recall playing and running around the house a bit, and then
finally wetting the diaper behind a chair watching TV. Guess I didn't
want to be seen.
The next memorable bladder control experience occurred when I was in nursury school. I recall an incident where I finally got permission to go to the bathroom, and when I got there, as I walked in the door peed my pants. The teacher put me in training pants, and I recall handing my mom a plastic bag with my wet shorts and underwear when she came to get me. When I was 6 or 7 I recall telling my parents I wanted to wear diapers, although I don't recall the specifics. After having a tooth removed my dad stopped by Walgreens before driving home and got some "Daytime" disposable diapers. I've always wondered if he got the smaller size to tick me off. These were just a little too small (had he got toddler diapers at the time, they would have fit me fine). Anyways later that afternoon I got diagnosed as having Scarlet Fever, and developed my diaper synthesizing skills using those daytime diapers and plastic bags over the next two weeks. From there until I was around 13, there were no meaningful diaper incidents except one. I was visiting a friend one afternoon and we "found" a box of toddler Pampers in his closet. He said they were from a relative's visit. I suggested we try them on (we were maybe 7-8 and both tiny and slim, him more so than I). He got one taped on him fine, mine didn't quite fit. Anyways we played a bit and he announced we needed to go upstairs since he'd peed. Mine wasn't snug enough to pee in, so we went upstairs and hid his wet diaper in the garbage can. The next time I came over the diapers were gone. At around 13, I got a paper route and also discovered a store in town selling "Salk Adult Diapers".Mustering my pay, I rode there one day on the bus and got a bag. The clerk was nice as I recall, but obviously got they were for me. The Salk's weren't great diapers but they did the job. I spent many a day walking around in wet Salk diapers on my paper route. Eventually Attends showed up, and I switched to them. Beyond that period, I'm not all that willing to go into things, I went through a typically traumatic HS experience where I was neither using diapers nor playing watersports. Except for one incident which is burned into my memory. There was this one morning assembly where prior to it, this really cute guy, "Squid" Skwiderski (who knows what the real spelling was?) was playing basketball prior to it. When the assembly started, his sweats were soaked from bellybutton to knee. Everyone assumed he was just sweaty, but I've NEVER bought that, I think he flooded big time Again looking back, Squid was also probably gay, but hindsight is 20/20 and regrets are most vivid. Anyways, that day a friend and I noted the situation to him, and he got very embarassed. . |
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