Never Too Old for Diapers Summary: Teen tries to get mother to put him back in diapers but she just won’t budge or take any of the hints until finally... My name is Shane and I am 15 years old. I have been into diapers since I was a toddler. When I was 6 my mother finally agreed to put me back in diapers and I stayed in them all summer until school, when I chickened out. She made me wear them for the first week of kindergarten, and then asked me if I was ready to move on. I obliged because I did not want to be embarrassed at school. She made me agree that I was finally done with diapers for good. It was a lie that would come back to bite me in the ass. It was February break of my 6th grade year and I was hanging with my neighbors and found out that one of them had just recovered from a virus and was forced to be put back in Goodnites because of the frequent diarrhea. When he told me this I was curious to see the Goodnites as I had never seen them before. When I first laid eyes on them I fell in love with them. They were the missing link to my life. So when he walked away I stole 3 and told him I would be right back, that my mom just texted me. I ran home and up to my room and hid the diapers. I rushed back and told my friend I had to stay home. I immediately put one on and left it on while I was in my room. I even took a nap in just the Goodnite. When I woke up I realized the Goodnite was heavy. I had wet the bed!!! It was lucky that I had the diaper on I thought to myself but later I realized I wet because I had, had the diaper on and that made me relaxed enough to let it go. For the next week I wore my second Goodnite every night for the whole week, making sure not to wet it. The day before school started I wasted both diapers thinking I was all done with all of that. I was not at all. The next week at school my science teacher informed me of a science project that involved trying to protect an object under intense conditions. I thought I could use a diaper. When I got home I told my mom about the project and told her I was going to use a diaper for it. She said I should go ask a neighbor to borrow one but I insisted I needed a bigger diaper than the ones they had to fill the box I was putting the object in. we went to Wal-Mart and she insisted we get a cheap pack of baby diapers and to put more than one in. I pressed and pressed that we should get Goodnites because they were bigger and more padded. She finally agreed. I did not even use one for the project even though I told her I did. A few days later I walked downstairs and showed her that they fit me and she laughed and said, “That’s good, now go take it off.” I told her I did not want to do that as it was comfortable. She told me that if I did not go upstairs and take it off immediately she would make me wear them to school until I ran out. Again I chickened out and went upstairs slid it off walked downstairs to show her and announced that I was going to bed. I went back upstairs and slid it back on relieved myself and went to bed in the wet diaper. I only wore 2 more until April vacation. My parents sent me by myself to Florida to visit my grandmother. While there I told my grandmother I could run in to the store to get her things. While in there I found a large pack of Goodnites that had more diapers than the pack I got at home. I bought it separately with my own money and snuck it into her car and then to her house. I wore one every day for the rest of the time I was there. When I got home I found out my mother had gone through my room and thrown out all the Goodnites. I restocked and then went to bed. The next day when I got back from school my mother asked me where all the diapers came from. I told her they were the ones she had bought that I took a few by accident that I didn’t need and put them back she went upstairs with me made me grab them and throw them out. A few months later my uncle had given me his credit card number to get a gift for myself online. I wasted it on 2 big packs of Goodnites. This time I wore most of them and then went off to Georgia for the summer to visit my cousins. When I returned my mother asked me whey she found diapers again and that she knew they were new and she told me that if she found them one more time I would be wearing them until I moved out. Another a year passed and I found myself in my summer before high school. I had money and just heard about these credit card gift cards you could buy and use online. I bought a $50 one and went online. I found a site that was offering a pack of 20 Rite-Aid adult diapers for $11. I decided to order 4 packages, not realizing how big the package would be. I was at school when 2 huge boxes with 2 packages of diapers arrived at my door with a huge online drugstore logo on the side of each. When I got home the boxes were on the counter and I tried to play it off. “Oh good, my packages are awesome.” My mother asked what it was and I told her it was just some stuff for Xbox and what not and she did not believe that the boxes would be that big. I said, “Well, I don’t know why they are so big, but I am going to go upstairs to open them.” “No!” she exclaimed. “You will open them right here.” I was sweating bullets and told her I would just take them upstairs. I started pleading with her and she caught on that something was not right. “Step back,” she said as she grabbed a pair a scissors from the drawer. “No!” I shouted. “It’s mine!” She said, “I’m your mother.” I tried to get smart and tell her that it was illegal to open other people’s mail but that made her more suspicious and she cut the first box open, then the second. Then she peeled back the side and in shock said, “What the hell is this?” I bowed my head and said gloomily, “I don’t know.” She told me to go to her room that she would be up shortly. I went up and she started shouting to my father on the phone. I couldn’t hear anything they said but somewhere along the lines my mother won the argument. My mother told me she would be right back and I was not to get off her bed for anything. She returned and came upstairs with the 2 boxes and another bag from Wal-Mart. she ripped a bag of diapers open and I asked what she was doing and she said, “Shut up.” She pulled out wipes, baby powder, and baby oil out of the Wal-Mart bag. She told be to lay back. I asked again what she was doing and this time she said, “I told you what would happen.” I started crying when she said, “Take off your shorts and underwear.” I stripped down and she laid a diaper under my bottom on the bed. She put powder on my privates and grabbed the 2 sides of the diaper. She fastened it in place and it felt soooo good. I asked for my shorts back and she said, “Not in the house,” and put the diapers in her closet. I walked around in the diaper for a few hours until I had to go to the bathroom. I asked my mom what I should do and she said, “Well, it is a diaper.” I peed in the diaper and asked if I could go change now and she said, “No, you still have 79 more diapers and this one is not soaked enough yet.” When it finally was soaked enough my father and sister had come home and seen my diapers and they both laughed. My mother changed me and sent me to bed. The next morning I woke up at 5 and woke my mother because I had to go poop. She said, “I told you it is a diaper.” I went poop right there and she changed me right after and I asked if I had to wear them all and she told me a that, “I knew this would happen.” After a week another package arrived and it was a package of 50 adult- sized onsies in all yellow, white, blue and purple with a rubber duck and the words “I love diapers” under them. I felt so embarrassed because school started in only a week. My mother had spent $800 to have these made. She immediately went for the blue and finally let me put pants on but it looked worse that before because now I had a what looked like a blue shirt tucked into my pants that said, “I love diapers.” When school started I was allowed to wear a button-down shirt over the onesie and khaki pants as well. No one noticed at first because I was lucky enough to have health for the first semester instead of gym and the cheap diapers were very thin and I never wet during the day at school. Finally, I ran out of the diapers and I thought it was over and I took the last diaper off myself and put on boxers. My mother flipped out she told me that I was never allowed to take them off myself and asked me what made this one different. I said it was the last one so I was all done, and she said, “No, I gave you that chance a few years ago and now you’re back at it.” She went out and bought a pack of large Depends fitted briefs. These were a LOT thicker and much, much, much, much, much noisier. Even with the onesie you could hear it, but thankfully not as much through the khakis and you thankfully could not see it at all. I was so relieved to know that and also that these were more absorbent so I started wetting at school. Since they were a little bigger and louder when my mom asked me if I liked them. I said no and told her I liked the ones from online better. When I only had one Depend left 10 huge gigantic monster packages were at the door. I asked what it was this time and she said it was online diapers, and I said sarcastically, “What are they triple padded?” She opened one of the 10 boxes and pulled out one of the 5 packages that was inside. It was the biggest package of diapers I had ever seen. I said to myself there must be 50 diapers in each of those. Boy, was I wrong. The huge packages only said they held 12 diapers and I thought it must be a misprint. She opened a package and the diapers were HUGE!!! They were call Abena Abri-Form X-Plus. I put one on and couldn’t even close my legs and the onesie bareley closed over it. She could not possibly expect me to wear these to school. I wore it all night wet 3 times and it still was not wet at all. I went to school in the same diaper and everyone noticed it that day. It was the worst day of my life because everyone made fun of me.