Name: Adrian
Ages: 8, 9

Current Age: 9

Okay, it’s weird; I like diapers. I can remember a dream about me in an 
aisle about to get a little bag of diapers when a cart comes flying 
down the aisle. It just clicked into me, so its just I don’t NEED them 
as I’m potty trained. It’s just the comfort of it. It’s strange, so I 
have a dog that has these pads that they pee on in the house, so I took 
one of those and taped it on me and slept with it. Then I went to my 
grandma’s and we went to my aunt’s house. She has a baby, so when no 
one was looking I would take some diapers and stuff them in my pants, 
put them under my clothesand in my backpack. Then when the baby would 
come to my grandma’s house when they all went upstairs to wash the baby 
I would take like 4 or 5 diapers and stuff them in my bag. Then when we 
finally got home I have like 10 diapers. I would secretly put them on, 
pull my pants up, button and zip it and belt it and walk around the 
house. I needed to pee and so I peed it, but I didn’t really poop in 
them. I wanted to keep them as long as I could. I had done this for a 
while until when I was gone they noticed a stench in my room. They 
looked in my bed (I slit a hole in the bed to hide them) and they found 
them, but I denied them and suggested my brother put them under there 
to embarrass me. They kind of bought it. Now they forgot, though, and I 
go on wearing diapers to this day.