Life's Events

When I was eight years old I went to spend the night at my mother's 
friends house. My mom was going to have a girl's night out with my 
sisters. This left me with Carla her two boys, and there sister. The 
other boys were six and four. We had fun playing and screwing around 
all night. It was great.

Then at about seven thirty Carla yelled out, "Boys time to get ready 
for bed." We all came upstairs and into the living room. Carla told me 
that I could just wait here and watch TV. She led the boys back to 
their room. I sat on the couch and watched some toons. About ten 
minutes later the four year old came walking out of the room and down 
the hallway. He was giggling a little bit. The only thing that he had 
on was a diaper. I was in shock. Then his older brother came out into 
the living room with a diaper on as well. I could not believe it. I wet 
the bed at night too but I did not have to be diapered.

I could not stop looking at them walk around in diapers all night. They 
were both standing at the kitchen counter getting some ice cream. All 
that they had on were bright white disposable diapers. Their mom made 
them wear them around the house for hours before bedtime. Finally we 
went to bed. The boys had their beds and I slept on the floor in a 
sleeping bag.

I was awoken suddenly. It was Carla. She got me up and walked me to the 
bathroom. She led me over to the toilet. I had wet my bed. No big 
surprise I still do two or three times a week. She told me to change 
out of my dirty clothes. I got down to my underwear and stood there. 
She said, "Hurry up everything off." I slowly slid my briefs off. Then 
with me standing there completely naked she opened the closet and 
pulled out a diaper.

We walked into the living room. It was late so no one was around. She 
knelt down on the ground and told me to lie down. She put the diaper 
next to her. I laid down in front of her and stared at her. She 
straightened out my legs. She then grabbed the diaper and opened it up. 
I just sat there naked looking at her and thinking, "She is going to 
put a diaper on me." She set the diaper down again. Then with one hand 
she grabbed both of my ankles and lifted my legs up. Then she used her 
other hand to position the diaper under me. She lowered my legs, 
grabbed both ankles and spread my legs apart. Using both hands she 
pulled the front of my diaper up nice and snug. She fastened one side 
and then she fastened the other side. She told me to stand up. We 
walked back to the bedroom. I crawled into bed. I could not believe 
that she just diapered me. It felt weird.

I awoke the next morning and my mom was already here. We all came out 
to the living room. All that we had on were diapers. My mom was 
surprised but did not say anything. Carla explained the wet bed and my 
mom understood. Carla was going to bring me back when she remembered 
that I forgot to bring clean clothes for the morning. My mom said that 
is OK. Carla offered to use her son's clothes. But my mom said that we 
were going right home and that she could change me then. "My mom was 
going to change me!"

We got home. I ran up stairs still wearing only a diaper. My mom 
yelled, "I will be up in a minute to change you." I sat on my bed 
thinking how it would be. She came in and told me to come over. She sat 
down on the ground and I laid down in front of her. She spread my legs 
out. Then she undid the tapes of my diaper. She pulled down the front 
of my diaper. Then she brought my legs together and lifted my legs up 
and pulled the diaper out. She set my legs down and said, "There you 
go."

That night right before bedtime I was in my room playing when I heard 
someone come in. It was my mom she was shutting the door behind her. 
When she turned around I could see that she had a diaper in her hand. I 
was scared. She knelt down and told me to take my clothes off, that she 
was going to help me get ready for bed. I told her no way. She said, "I 
am not asking you too, I am telling you that you are going to wear a 
diaper to bed." We argued a little but finally I gave in and stripped. 
She said, "Lay down now." I walked up to my mom naked and lay down in 
front of her. "This will be much easier for both of us. No more wet 
beds or dirty laundry." Then just like Carla she began to diaper me. 
She lifted my legs, slid it under and lowered my legs. Then she pulled 
up the front of my diaper and taped it shut nice and tight. Then she 
made me stand up and turn around. Using her fingers she followed the 
diaper liner to see if it was on good. My mom was now running her hands 
around my diaper only centimeters from my privates. She turned me to 
face her. She gave me a stern look, pointed right at my face, and said, 
"Don't you even think about taking that diaper off."

I woke still in a diaper. I just sat there not knowing what to do. 
Later my mom came in and removed my dirty diaper. I got dressed and 
went to school. This nightly ritual went on for years.

When I was eleven my mom came to my room to diaper me. She knelt down 
and said, "Lets get you ready for bed." Then my older sister came in. 
My mom told her to have a seat next to her. I froze, "What is she doing 
here?" My mother said, "I told you that tomorrow I start my night job. 
Your sister will be helping you get ready at night." I was horrified. 
We argued for a while but I gave in. My mom told me to take all of my 
clothes off. I had to do it right in front of my sister. I began 
removing my clothes. It seemed like it took forever. I got to my 
underwear and slid them down. My mom and my sister were sitting there 
watching my every move. I was now naked in front of my mom and my 
sister.

Mom said, "Lie down now", as she tapped the ground in front of my 
sister. I slowly walked completely naked up to my sister and lay down. 
I was so embarrassed. I had to lie there at eleven years old and let my 
thirteen-year-old sister put a diaper on me. My mom instructed her on 
every move. She lifted my legs up like a pro. She grabbed the diaper 
and placed it under me. Then she lowered my legs down onto the diaper. 
I just lay there while she took control and did the work. Now she 
pulled my diaper up nice and snug covering me. Then she rubbed my tapes 
tight. I couldn't believe that my sister had just diapered me. My mom 
had me stand while she showed my sister how to check for a good fit. 
Then my sister swatted my butt and said, "Go to bed." I lay there all 
night thinking how weird it was to be diapered by my sister.