Name: Bobby
Ages: 6
Current Age: 35

	It all started when I was 6 years old during the early summer. I 
never really had a huge desire to be diapered until one morning after 
breakfast I found a box that had all of my diaper stuff in it from when 
I was a baby.
	For some reason I took a diaper out of the box and was feeling 
how soft it was, when I went to my mom and asked her to put it on me. 
She said no, that I was a big boy now and didn't need diapers anymore.
	For the rest of the morning and into the afternoon after lunch I 
kept asking her to put it on me. She kept saying no. Until I guess she 
got fed up and she told me to go to her room. When I went in her room I 
saw that she had put the box that had all of my diaper stuff in it by 
her bed. She followed me in and told me to get up on her bed and lie 
down.
	I will never forget the way it felt when she undid my pants and 
pulled both them and my underwear off leaving me laying there naked 
except for just my tee shirt. She then grabbed both of my ankles and 
lifted my bottom up, and slipped the diaper under me, she then reached 
down into the box and got some powder, that she sprinkled over my 
crotch before pulling it up snug and pinning it on. Next, she grabbed 
some of my plastic pants from the box and after shaking them out she 
put both of my legs in them and pulled them up over my diaper. I was in 
heaven.
	I spent the rest of the afternoon playing while wearing just my 
diaper and tee shirt. About an hour before dinner though, I got a funny 
feeling, I had to go poop. I didn't think about that when I was asking 
my mom to put the diaper on me. I went and told her I had to go potty, 
but she said id have to wait because she was busy. I went back to 
playing but after a little while I knew I couldn't wait. I went into 
her closet to hide while I squatted down and filled my diaper.
	I felt somehow strange but good. I was six years old, and wearing 
a poopy diaper.
	I went back to playing in the living room when before long she 
came in and told me to come with her so she could help me go potty. I 
guess she had planned on taking my diapers off and putting my pants 
back on. It didn't take long though after she came into the room to 
find that I'd been busy doing more than just playing with my toys in 
the living room.
	She came over to me and patted my bottom, and then pulled back 
the back of my diapers and plastic pants and looked inside. I expected 
her to be mad, but instead she just said that she guessed I wasn't her 
big boy any more, and that now I was her little baby.
	She then went into her room and came out with my box of diaper 
stuff and went into my room. After a while she called me in. When I 
went in I saw that the box that had all of my diaper stuff in it now 
had my regular underwear in it. She then told me to lie on the floor by 
my dresser so she could get me cleaned up out of my stinky diaper. 
After I lay down she opened one of the draws on my dresser and I saw 
she had taken all of my big boy stuff out and replaced it with my 
diapers.
	After she had changed my diaper, and we had dinner, she went into 
my room and came out with a pair of shorts that she put on me and told 
me we were going shopping. Seeing how it was early summer and I now had 
a diaper on I still remember that my shorts did little to hide the fact 
that I was diapered.
	I remember that while we were shopping I again got that funny 
feeling that I had to go poop. All the while we were shopping I was 
wondering if other people could tell I was wearing a diaper.
	I didn't mind it at home but this was different.
	That all changed though when we went to a baby store. While my 
mom was getting more diapers and plastic pants that was more my size I 
again filled my diaper. If people couldn't tell before by looking they 
could tell now by the smell.
	There I was. In a baby store with my mom who was buying a diaper 
pail, diapers, and plastic pants that people could see were more than 
big enough for me. While I was standing there, stinking from a dirty 
diaper. While she was paying she turned me around and looked in the 
back of my diaper and said she would take care of me when we got home. 
The people standing in line in back of us just kind of smiled.
	I spent the rest of the summer in diapers.


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What diapers do you wear? Cloth Disposable Multiple Underpants I do not wear diapers
Are your diapers plain white? Always Usually Sometimes Rarely Never I do not wear diapers
Do you wear multiple diapers? Always Usually Sometimes Rarely Never I do not wear diapers
Are you pantsless at home while in diapers? Always Usually Sometimes Rarely Never I do not wear diapers
How do you use your diapers? Pee Poop
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