Name: Baby Ricky
Ages: 6
Current Age: 48

As far back as I can remember, I was attracted to diapers. I was potty 
trained at age two because my baby brother was born and mom did not 
want two babies in diapers. I used to watch my mother change my 
brother's diapers and wish that I was getting that kind of attention 
again. By the time I was four my baby brother was also potty trained 
and so the diapers were put away.

I never thought much about the diapers until I was about six years old. 
I was playing outside across the street. As I cut through the 
neighbor's yard I was stunned to see a whole clothesline full of Curity 
cloth diapers just like the ones mom always used. I could not believe 
my eyes. My heart started to pound in my chest and I felt very dizzy. I 
had to have some of those diapers. I ducked back in the bushes and 
waited until I was sure no one was looking. Then I went to the end of 
the clothesline and grabbed four of the diapers off the line. I quickly 
ran back to the bushes undid my jeans and stuffed in the diapers as 
best I could. I zipped-up my jeans and pulled out my shirttail to hide 
the bulge in my pants.

I ran home as fast as I could and went directly to my room. My head was 
swimming and I was beside myself with excitement. I decided to stash 
the cloth diapers in the back of my closet and wait until bedtime to 
try them on. Just as I slid the door to my closet shut and turned 
around, there was my mother and she did not look happy. I just froze 
with fear. Mom told me to sit on my bed. When I was seated she told me 
that our neighbor across the street had just called and said that she 
had seen me stealing some of her baby's cloth diapers off of her 
clothesline. I didn't know what to say. She asked me if I had done 
that. I very slowly said yes. Then she asked me why I would do such a 
thing. All I could say is that I just wanted to know what it felt like 
to be diapered like a baby again. Then she got really angry and told me 
to stay sitting on my bed and not to move, she would be back soon.

After about 15 minutes my mom returned but she did not seem as mad. She 
talked to me in a soothing tone, saying that she wished that I had told 
her before about my desire to be babied. She said that if she had known 
she would have gotten me my own baby things. Next she told me that we 
were going shopping to get what I wanted so that I would not have to 
steal from other people. But first she said I would need to be dressed 
properly and that since I wanted to act like a baby that is exactly 
what I would get. Mom told me to get the diapers that I had stolen. As 
I did, she said that as punishment for stealing that I would spend the 
rest of the summer vacation as her new baby. I handed her the diapers. 
She folded them together so they would fit me then she told me to lay 
down on my bed so she could get her baby's diapers on him. I started to 
cry and tell her that I was not a baby and did not want to be treated 
as a baby. She did not pay attention to a word I said. She pushed me 
back on the bed, pulled off my shorts and underwear in one quick 
motion, lifted my legs in the air and slid my thick white diaper under 
me. Mom told me to lay still, she did not want to stick the baby with 
the diaper pin. She spread my legs and pulled the cloth baby diaper up 
between my legs and pinned it tightly at the waist with two little 
ducky diaper pins. Then she stood me up and made me look at myself in 
the full-length mirror. She said this is what babies look like.