The Little Boy Who Couldn't

Summary: A young boy of eleven years old by the name of Corey, has a 
growing attraction to diapers. He decides to wear one under his regular 
clothes and have fun with his friends, his mom finds out later, and I 
guess... you'll have to read to find out the rest.

This story is a fictional work of art, and it’s my first. The state 
where I live is accurate, but the rest is fictional. If you would like 
to contact me, my email address is “[email protected]”. I hope you 
enjoy the story, and please leave feedback for me. I am a young male of 
16 years old, looking for some feedback; thanks, and enjoy.

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As a young boy of eleven years old, I had a growing urge to wear 
diapers. I lived in a family consisting of just my mother and my little 
brother whom was only one at the time. My father had died several years 
before in a car accident. My mother received an extra $200 a month for 
clothing, food, and shelter from the Government. My mother worked one 
career with 2 side jobs for extra money so we could have fun with extra 
things to do. We lived in a one-family house in a decent neighborhood. 
Our house consisted of four bedrooms, one kitchen, a rather large 
living area, and a dining room. We lived in a nice area in the state of 
Massachusetts where families weren't rich, weren't poor, but just had 
enough for everyone to have their own bedroom, a decent car. Some 
people had pools. We all had nice bikes, and good clothes to wear.

Anyways, to move forward in the story, I always wanted to see what it 
was like to wear a diaper. One day my mother was out back doing some 
gardening and I decided to go in my baby brother’s room. I decided to 
try on a diaper. Me only being 75 pounds, it fit me just fine. I 
thought it was somewhat comfortable and I continued to wear it. I just 
threw my boxer shorts over it and put my shorts back on. I went outside 
and I rode my bike with a few friends until dinnertime when my mother 
called me in. She asked me to go wash my hands, and as I was walking to 
wash my hands she asked for me to turn around and give her a hug. So I 
did, and when I did she hugged me and gave me a pat on the butt and 
then told me to wash up.

I went to dinner and we had a decent meal of pork chops, mashed 
potatoes, sweet corn and apple sauce. Before we began to eat, my mother 
put my brother in his highchair then cut up my food in little pieces, 
then we started eating. While we ate, my mother brought up the topic of 
why I was wearing a diaper. I just thought, "Oh crap, she knows." Then 
I replied and said, "I don’t know." So she said, "Have you been having 
potty problems?" and I replied, "No." So she asked, "Why are you 
wearing a diaper then?" And I told her, "Mom, I am trying to eat, can 
we talk about this later!?" She said "Fine," and we ate in silence for 
the rest of the meal. When we were done she gave me a few cookies and 
then she said it was time to go take a bath. I went and took a bath and 
was thinking to myself, "Why was I so stupid? What have I done? What 
will she do?" My mind was racing with thoughts so when I was done I 
threw out the old diaper, and wrapped a towel around me, when I walked 
out of the bathroom my mom said to follow her and I did a little 
nervously.

We stopped in front of my baby brother’s room and she told me to go 
ahead in, and I asked "Why?" and she gave me that look that mothers 
give you usually just before they say your full name. So I thought I 
was in trouble and just walked in. She picked me up onto the diaper 
table and removed my towel. I immediately covered my privates and she 
said my full name and told me to move my hands off of there because it 
was nothing she’s never seen. I moved my hands slowly and she started 
to put a new diaper on me. I told her I didn’t need to wear diapers and 
she said that it wasn't up to me because she was the parent and I was 
the kid. Then I told her I didn't want to wear a diaper, and she told 
me that I shouldn't have worn one earlier then. So she had me in my 
little brother’s Pampers and picked me off the table and told me to 
tell her when I needed to go "potty". I walked away wanting to take it 
off, but knew if I did I'd be in deep crap. So I watched TV until I 
went to sleep. I awoke in the morning, and it was Saturday. My mom came 
in and carried me to my little brother’s room and put me in a new 
diaper, and then put my regular clothes back on me. She told me to go 
play with my friends and I said I did not want to go outside in a 
diaper. She said "You did yesterday, and you didn't seem to mind." I 
did not know how to reply to that and I just went out and rode my bike. 
My friend Max came over and asked why I was riding my bike in circles 
instead of in the park with everyone else, and I said I didn't know 
why. Max was my best friend and he just knew when something was wrong 
so I asked him if he could keep a secret, and he replied, "I've kept 
all your secrets, Like the girl you like at school, That you like to 
sing a certain nursery rhyme and all the other crap that most people 
don’t know or do." I was like, "okay... well I... I..." Max was like, 
"you what?" I told him "I am... I'm wearing a diaper!" Max gave me a 
funny face and he raised his right eye brow really high, which always 
made me giggle a little, And he said "That’s weird... new... kind of 
strange... But a secret is a secret, and I promise not to tell anyone." 
I said "Thanks, Max." So he asked me how come I was wearing one, and I 
told him, "I wore one yesterday because I was curious and some how my 
mom knew, and then later on she made me wear it, and then I slept in 
one, and I woke up and she made me wear another one... And now I don't 
know if I will ever get out of it!" He asked what it felt like, and I 
told him it was really comfortable, But I didn’t want to have to wear 
them, I only wanted to wear them when I wanted to... And then he was 
like "Don’t let it bother you, Corey. Let’s just go ride bikes and have 
some fun!" I said, "I guess so..." and we went to the park...

To be continued.