Name: BabyRicky2
Ages: 6
Current Age: 48

I was 6 years old when I was caught by my mother stealing cloth diapers 
from the neighbor across the street, She told me that if I would have 
told her about my desire to be diapered and treated like a baby she 
would have understood. Then she told me she was taking me shopping for 
my own baby things so I didn't have to steal them from other people and 
that as punishment for stealing from our neighbor I would be in diapers 
for the rest of the summer. Then she said if we were going shopping for 
baby things, I would need to be dressed properly and asked me to get 
the diapers I had stolen. When I did she told me to lie down on the 
bed. In one quick motion she removed my shorts and underwear. She 
folded the 21"x40" cloth baby diapers so they would fit me and 
proceeded to pin them on me tightly at the waist with little ducky 
diaper pins. When she was done she told me to go wait for her on the 
couch. I asked about my shorts and she told me that if I was going to 
be in diapers for the summer she thought everyone should know that I 
was back in baby diapers and being treated just like a baby. I felt so 
humiliated and thought it could not get any worse. I was wrong. As I 
sat and waited for my mother, she got on the phone and called my sister 
who was visiting a friend from school. My sister was ten years old. Mom 
talked to her and told about my stealing cloth diapers and about my 
present predicament and asked if she would like to go with us to help 
pick out some baby things for the "New Baby". My sister said that she 
would love to and asked if her friend Lisa could come along. Mom said 
the more the merrier and that we would wait for them. In about ten 
minutes my sister and Lisa came into the living room and spotted me 
sitting on the couch in just my T shirt tennis shoes and cloth baby 
diapers. They both started laughing and Lisa said she thought I looked 
very cute in diapers and that she had never had a baby brother and was 
jealous of my sister. Lisa sat beside me on the couch and lifted my 
shirt so she could get a better look at my diaper. She patted the front 
of my diaper and asked if I felt like a baby and would I wet my diaper 
soon so she could watch. I just looked away in humiliation and said I 
didn't know. My mom said that as long as I was in diapers like a baby I 
was going to use them just like a baby does.

After some more laughter from the girls mom said it was time to get 
going so we went outside with mom dragging me by the hand. The car was 
parked on the street out front and I was sure the neighbor kids would 
see me. When we got to the car Lisa asked if she could hold the baby in 
her lap on the way to the store. It was about a twenty minute drive to 
the store and the whole way there Lisa was feeling the front of my 
diaper and talking soothing baby talk to me and asking questions like 
"Did I like to wear diapers?" "Was I embarrassed to be out in public 
with just my diapers?" and "Would I like for her to change my diaper 
after I wet it?" I could not believe what was happening. I so 
humiliated that I could not answer but I did feel something strange 
going on between my legs. I had a very hard erection. Lisa also noticed 
and patted my diaper again and told me it was all right and that I 
probably would enjoy having her change my wet diaper.

When we arrived at the store mom put me in a stroller and strapped me 
in like you would a baby. She then pulled my T-shirt up so everyone 
could plainly see that I was wearing cloth diapers. I started to cry 
and mom told me to stop or she would pull my diapers down in the middle 
of the store and spank my bare bottom. I stopped crying and we all went 
to the "Infant" section and my mom and the girls had a lot of fun 
picking out baby things for me. Mom picked up three dozen of the 
21"x40" Curity cloth diapers and eight pairs of plastic baby pants. 
Some were clear some were blue and some had little baby designs on 
them. She also got some baby bottles, pacifiers, baby powder, different 
fancy diaper pins and seven baby bibs with different sayings like 
"Mommies Little Baby" and "I Love My Mommy". My sister and her friend 
were picking out things like baby toys, rattles, some toddler size T 
shirts with infantile sayings and designs on them. Everyone was 
laughing and having a good time except me. Some people would stop to 
what the commotion was about and after they say me in my diapers 
sitting in a baby stroller they would join in the laughter and teasing. 
When all my new baby things were put in the shopping cart we finally 
went to pay for them. I was pleased to get out of there and end my 
humiliation but I was in for a horrible surprise. As we were leaving 
the store Lisa noticed that they were having a sale on baby photos and 
thought it would quite appropriate and so much fun if they had some 
baby pictures taken of me while we were there. I tried to protest but 
mom shoved one of my new pacifiers in my mouth and told me not to talk 
unless asked to speak and then only in baby talk. The next thing I knew 
my mother sent my sister and Lisa over to the refreshment area of the 
store to ask them to fill one of my baby bottles with warm milk while 
she talked to the photographer off to the side. I heard them both laugh 
and mom came back over and said that it was all arranged and that I was 
not to cry or complain or things would get even worse. I didn't think 
they could but I did not want to find out so I just stayed quiet. Mom 
checked my diaper and found that my diapers were wet. I guess in all 
the confusion and upset I had not noticed that I had wet my diaper. Now 
I really felt like a baby and was beginning to think that it was better 
that I be put back in diapers like a baby. Mom declared to everyone 
else there that I could not have my baby pictures taken in a wet diaper 
and then she pulled out a changing pad from one of the bags and laid it 
on the floor right there in front of everyone. She released me from the 
stroller picked me up and laid me down on the vinyl pad. As mom was 
removing my wet diaper she looked around and saw two other boys sitting 
there about my age. She asked them if they had ever seen a 6-year-old 
baby who still needed his diapers changed by his mommy. They just shook 
their heads "NO" and stared in disbelief at what they saw. Mom finished 
diapering me and took out one of the baby bibs that said "Mommy's 
Little Baby" open it and, with a marker, scratched out the word 
"Little" and wrote the word "BIG" so everyone would know that I was a 
BIG baby. About this time my sister and Lisa came back with my baby 
bottle full of warm milk. Lisa asked if she could feed the baby so 
while the photographer was setting up for the pictures I was placed on 
Lisa's lap as she pushed the nipple into my mouth. I began to drink 
almost instinctively and that funny feeling between my legs started 
again. I just lay there as Lisa nursed me from my bottle, with one hand 
holding the bottle and the other softly but firmly patting the front of 
my fresh dry diaper. I can't explain the feeling but I knew that it was 
making very happy. When the photographer was ready he had me come up to 
the set and sit down with some baby blocks and a choo-choo train. He 
made sure that my cloth baby diapers and little ducky diaper pins were 
completely visible and began shooting pictures. Then he had me lie down 
and drink from my baby bottle and kick my feet in the air just like 
babies do. I did everything he asked me to do so that I could get out 
of there as soon as possible. When it was all over we got back in the 
car and headed home and I was planted firmly on Lisa's lap all the way.

For the rest of the summer I was kept in cloth diapers and baby pants. 
Mom made no effort to hide my diapers from other people in fact she 
took every opportunity she could to humiliate me and let everyone know 
that I was being treated like a baby and that I was back in diapers for 
a long time. Lisa came by our house quite a bit that summer and always 
wanted to see "Baby Ricky" and take me for walks to the park where she 
would feed me from a baby bottle while stoking the front of my diaper 
and then changing my wet diapers right there in front of the other kids 
and their parents. She would scold me so the others could hear about 
being six years old and still wearing and wetting my diapers like a 
baby. I really enjoyed that summer and say allot of Lisa for the next 
few years as she continued her babying of me. She would always say "If 
you are going to act like a baby, then I will keep you in diapers and 
treat you like a baby..." But that is another story.

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What diapers do you wear? Cloth Disposable Multiple Underpants I do not wear diapers
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Are you pantsless at home while in diapers? Always Usually Sometimes Rarely Never I do not wear diapers
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