13-Year-Old Nappy Lover Note: Nappy=Diaper Intro: I am sitting at my desk with a messy and wet nappy on. It’s all mooshed around my bum. This is a story about me and nappies, completely true! I often meet friends in town so all was normal for my parents to drop me off, although I had planned to meet with the friend later because I was going to buy some nappies. After my dad dropped me off I slowly walked over too the chemist. I waited there for at least 15 minutes waiting for all to be quiet. I edged toward the shop, slowly opened the door and quickly walked to the baby nappy section. After about a minute the shop assistant asked if I need any help, I replied, “no.” After pondering for a while I quickly grabbed a pack of Huggies XL Pull-ups and headed for the till. The assistant rang it up and I paid. Putting the nappies in a rucksack, I quickly headed off for the toilets. I got there, undressed, pulled on a pull-up and messed it. I then proceeded to put the nappies in the front of my bag so not to be found. I then met my friend for a coffee. After getting home I quickly ran upstairs to put the bag away. Later that night I stashed them in a box in a never-used cupboard, It was a week or so before I got a free chance to use them. The first time I just wet it and then trashed it, and now this is my second time as I am writing this... Thanks, and happy nappying.