Name: Brian
Ages: 5, 6, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14
Current Age: 14

My name is Brian and I have been a DL for awhile. This is a true 
account about the part of my life involving diapers.

It started when I was 4. I had just been potty trained and was wearing 
big boy underwear. I then moved to Australia (which is true, because my 
dad is in the military). I remember my first DL experience. My sister 
still wore diapers and I was helping her get in the bath. I took of her 
diaper and my parents put her in the tub. I then looked at her unused 
diaper and thought about it for a sec. For unknown reasons, I took the 
diaper when no one was looking put on in my bed. I remember how good it 
felt to wear the diaper, but I quickly took it off and put it in my 
sister's room when my parents were about done giving her a bath.

For the next 2 years I didn't do anything with diapers. Then we moved 
back to the US and I was 6. I didn't do anything for another 2 years 
until we moved to Yorktown, VA. I was 8 and my younger female cousins 
came over for the weekend. One of them had a Baby Born and had bought 
some real baby diapers for it (since the baby born diapers were all 
used up). She accidentally threw away some of the unused baby diapers 
in my trash can. Around this time, I new I liked diapers and took the 
unused diapers and put them on during the night when everyone was 
asleep. Later that week, I accidentally left the diapers in the trash 
can and my mom saw them and asked whose are those. I said that my 
cousin (Erin) left them in the trash can. My mom emptied the trash can 
that week, diapers and all.

For the next 4 years, I would try and construct my own makeshift diaper 
out of household supplies. I used towels, Swifter sheets, and even pee 
pee mats for dogs (I know it sounds strange, but it had a diaper-like 
texture on the outside and had a soft inside that absorbed the pee). 
Later in 2003, I discovered Deeker's website on the internet when I 
typed "diaper" on Google. I was happy to that there were many others 
just like me. I decided to tell my mom about my love for diapers. When 
I did one day, she didn't understand and was sad. She thought I was and 
average kid and didn't have insecurities. She later started to 
understand and accept the fact that diapers weren't bad.

I later asked her if she could buy me some diapers at the store and she 
agreed to buy me some. I decided to have a change of heart and told her 
not to buy diapers for me and that I would get these thoughts out of my 
head (just to make her feel better). But of course, the thoughts didn't 
disappear because diapers were so natural to me. I later started 
reading articles on makeshift diapers and I had an idea..........

I took a white bulky towel, 3 white disposable trash bags with leg 
openings, and a pair of white/light blue boxers. I would fold the towel 
so that it fit between my legs and was long enough to cover my crotch 
and butt. I then put one trash bag and put it on over that. Next, I 
took the boxers and put it on over that (I rolled the leg openings on 
the boxers up so it resembled a diaper more). I then took another trash 
bag and put it on over the boxers/bag/towel. And to make sure you 
couldn't see the stripes on the boxers, I took the last trash bag and 
put it on and took all of the excess trash bag and folded it and tucked 
it in the waist/leg openings of the boxers.

It was perfect I thought. It had the thickness and bulkiness of a cloth 
diaper but the trash bags made it feel like a disposable diaper while 
the elastic waist on the boxers kept the diaper from sagging. Every 
time my parents and sister left the house, it was diaper time. I 
couldn't put the diaper on at night, because the trash bags were way 
too crinkly and could wake somebody up. I later moved again, this time 
to O'Fallon, Illinois. I now had a basement room which was almost sound 
proof. I could wear my diapers anytime now and no one could hear!

My mom in the meantime had done lots of research about people who liked 
diapers. She knew that it would take a shrink to get rid of the diaper 
thoughts. I admitted to her that I still had thoughts about diapers and 
sometimes tried to make one and agreed to see a shrink. The shrink was 
a nice lady who told that wearing diapers was okay and not strange at 
all. We mostly focused on trying to get rid of the thoughts, and I told 
her that I was improving, which I really wasn't.

To date, I still wear my makeshift diaper (I'm wearing it as I type) 
and my mom thinks that my diaper thoughts have vanished. For some 
reason, I wet the bed recently even though I'm not a bedwetter for no 
apparent reason (I hope I start wetting more so I can wear diapers). I 
have written a letter and plan to give it to my mom and ask her if I 
can wear diapers. I know she will understand but all I can do is try. 
I'll update this as soon as I give her the letter and she responds.

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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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