I remember at around 4 yrs old I was powdered, diapered and put in plastic pants because of my bedwetting. I screamed like hell and it didn't do any good. I was to play with my 2 brothers until it was time to go to bed. When I went to bed that night, All I could smell was baby powder and the aroma of a brand new pair of plastic pants. When I awoke I was wet as usual and I slid the diapers and plastic pants off. I left them on the floor next to the bed. TODAY, I wish I hadn't just to see if my mother would have changed me or put me in underwear. Years later, I went to a friends house after school. We played in the backyard and I had to pee. I was about 7 and when I entered the bathroom on the floor next to the bathtub was my friends little sisters soggy diapers and plastic pants. I quickly lock the door and took off my clothes. I put the soggy diapers on and slid on the pair of plastic pants. It felt good to be a baby again. I soon took them off and went out to play. Years later I was married and my wife's sister was to have an operation. She was to be put up for 3 weeks. Her 3 children were to be divided among relatives until her full recovery. My wife and I were to take the youngest who was a 4 yr old. On the 2'nd night with us she told me that he wets the bed. I made the idea, that if she would buy some diapers and plastic pants that would take care of things. She refused and I told her I would and I did. I went and bought cloth diapers, powder, plastic pants, and diaper pins. When I got home, I gave the bag to my wife. She took it upstairs to our room. About an hour before bedtime she took Danny upstairs and where gone for about 30 minutes. When they came down it was obvious that he had been crying at one time. He just wanted to stay still, rather than draw attention to the fact that he was in diapers. HOW I WISH IT WAS ME We never made fun of him or called him names so it was a normal thing to see him waddle around the house and do his thing. For me though, I was climbing the walls. I WANTED TO BE IN DIAPERS. Danny, usually gets put to bed around nine. We usually eat supper around 5:30 to 6. At around 6 my wife cleans the kitchen and lays on the couch with me. At that time, Danny comes down the stairs and asks Cindy if he could ready for bed now? He has got 3 hours to go. Cindy, looks up at him and says "If you want to". She gets off the couch and takes him by the hand and leads him upstairs. I was so jealous knowing that his clothes were being removed and replaced with diapers. I went into the bathroom and masturbated into the toilet. How I wished my wife would do that to me. After awhile, its not that Danny seemed to enjoy it, but there was a time he seemed to wait to be diapered before he peed. He was in diapers 15 minutes and he was wet. Cindy asked him if he needs to be changed and he said No. So she left him in soggy diapers until it was time to go to bed. How I wished it was me. I do not wish anyone any harm but I sure hated to see my sister- in-law get well. I miss the days of coming home and watching a boy walking around in diapers. The day I had to pack his cloths and toy-box and take him home was like a death in the family. I enjoyed every minute of it and to this day I don't know if he wears diapers or not. Just walking around the house and getting himself a drink from the refrigerator was more than I could handle. I always came straight home from work and to see him in diapers was unbearable. There was a time that , I had Danny go play with his toys so that I could BANG the wife. Those were the good ole days.