Title:
| Cory
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Name:
| Cory
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Email:
| Not given
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Gender:
| Male
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Current Age:
| 13
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Whom Story is About:
| Myself
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Posting Date:
| 02/01/09
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Life Periods in Story:
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Post-toddler |
| Preteen |
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| Teen |
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| Adult |
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Ages in Story:
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5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18+ |
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Story Contents:
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A- Post-toddler (4-8)* | | R- Sisters, other girls* |
| B- Pre-teen (9-12)* | | S- Babysitters |
| C- Teen (13-17) | ● | T- Masturbation |
| D- Adult (18+) | | U- Sexual situations |
| E- Cloth diapers* | | V- Gay |
| F- Disposable diapers | ● | W- Erections |
| G- Pee | ● | X- Bedwetting |
| H- Poop* | | Y- Accidents |
| I- Exposed diapers/pantslessness* | ● | Z- Punishment/Diaper Discipline | ●
| J- Multiple diapers* | | 1- Female Domination* |
| K- Baby paraphernalia | | 2- Enemas |
| L- Mother | ● | 3- Restraints |
| M- Father | | 4- Crying | ●
| N- Aunt | | 5- Spanking |
| O- Uncle | | 6- Humiliation |
| P- Brothers (diapered) | | 7- Babying | ●
| Q- Brothers (not diapered) | | 8- Regression |
| *Denotes Deekerian story elements
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Summary:
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My name is Cory, and I'm only 13 years old. I'm a very popular kid at
my school, and have a girlfriend who is a freshman.
I don't know why but I love diapers. I would even pretend to wear
diapers at night to make myself feel good. I soon started to have total
urges to wear diapers worse than ever before.
One Saturday, my Mom had to go to Walmart, which was 2 towns over,
where I knew no one, so I didn't mind going with her (I'm usually
embarrassed to be seen with my parents).
We got there, and she told me to stroll around and she'd call me when
it was time to go. I wandered the store for about 35-40 minutes when I
got the call. I started to speed walk to the checkout aisles where my
mom would meet me. I suddenly looked to the left and saw the baby
aisle; I just stopped.
I went down the baby aisle and stopped at the diapers. There were
several other people there, but didn't care, for I did not know them. I
looked for the largest size and grabbed pampers size 6. Some people
stared and one kid who was about my age had started laughing. I was
embarrassed at that point.
I rushed to the checkout line and remember my mom was going to be
there. She was at cashier #3 and I went to #18, took out my $15
allowance and paid for them, got them bagged, and tried to hide the
package as my mom loaded her cart with her purchased groceries and
such. I slipped the diapers into the cart when she wasn't looking.
At this point I was TERRIFIED! My mom didn't notice and blindly loaded
the bags into our car, and we headed home.
We reached our house, and she told me to help her bring the bags into
our house. I quickly grabbed my diapers and some other bags and dashed
for the door.
I brought my bag to my room when she was not looking. She ran out to
pick up my sister from her friend�s house and left me home for a little
bit. I took this opportunity to unload the diapers into an old box
under my bed that no one ever looked in. I figured it was a good hiding
spot.
I didn't even dare put one on, as my mom and sister would be home very
soon.
Later that night, my mom had gone out to a party down the street. I
decided not to go (we all know why), and my sister went with her.
After they left I go to my room and pulled out one diaper. I put it on
and it was H-E-A-V-E-N!! I went around the house for an hour and just
pretend to be little again. I was small and it fit like a dream.
My mom and sister would be gone for another several hours, so I had
plenty of time. I wandered about the house and went into my mom's room,
and found some boxes containing my old baby stuff, I took out my bib, a
bottle, and a pacifier.
I filled the bottle with warm milk and went to my room. I drank it and
watched T.V. for a bit. I got a bit sleepy and crawled into my bed,
hoping I would gain strength to get up and hide my diaper, and my old
baby things. I pulled the covers over me and fall asleep with the
pacifier in my mouth, bib on, bottle to my side. I was facing the wall.
The next morning I was freezing cold as I noticed my mom was trying to
wake me up. She hadn't noticed the bib, bottle, pacifier and diaper at
first, but after a second, things came into visual for her. I was still
half asleep and she was... confused. The next thing I remember, is
waking up in a crib, and seeing a changing table where my T.V. used to
be. Uh oh...
I noticed I was in a wet, wet diaper and started to tear a bit, I could
not get out of the crib because it had a top and locked on every side.
My mom walked in and explained to me what was going on. She first told
me "Baby wet his diapy? Good boy! Now let mommy change you!"
She placed me on the changing table and started to change my diaper.
Obviously she had found my box with diapers. I was crying at this
point. She explained to me the new rules. She told me that she was
wanting to have a baby for a while, but since my dad left us, she was
unable to, so I was going to be her baby. I was pissed and sad.
She told me that I was an around-the-clock baby, 24/7, yada yada. She
told me that I was to wear diapers at all times, and do everything as a
baby. She told me that I'd wear diapers to school, and including gym
class. She would make sure lunch supervisors made me wear a bib, feed
me, and all that.
And finally... She told me that my girlfriend Ashley, would babysit me
on weekends. I was bawling!!!
Next weekend, Ashley came over, and after a week of being a complete
baby, I was still getting used to the new lifestyle and cried almost
every minute of the day.
Ashley came to my playpen and said "Aww, you look so cute baby! Wanna
play with Momma?"
Ashley picked me up (I'm small) and took me over to the couch to sit on
her lab, "Oh stinky baby!" she exclaimed, and gave me a pat on the
butt, and carried me to my room where my changing table was. She took
off my diaper, cleaned me, and placed the new diaper under me, as I
started pouting she rubbed my penis, and started giving head to my
already hard penis!! It felt amazing!!
I was in true Heaven now! That was the best night of my life. I played
baby with her that whole weekend and every weekend since then. I'm now
a loser in school though.
There's my story.
Note: This is 100% true, and if you're wondering how I'm on the
computer, I'm allowed to use it twice a week.