Name: D-Diaperman
Ages: 14
Current Age: 14
This is my story of how 2 months ago I was put permanently into
diapers.
I had started wanting to wear diapers again a little after I turned 14
(about 3 months ago). I kept looking for teen diapers and teenage
diaper stories when I came across deeker.com. I soon went looking
crazily all over it at the stories and QOTW's. Soon I found the diaper
rating survey and looked at disposable diaper ratings for seeing how
well different diapers that were available at the small grocery mart
near my house (about a mile). I found that Luvs and Pampers Cruisers
would be the best for me. (I did not want to buy cloth because I did
not want to have my parents find out I wore diapers as I would have to
wash them and keep the smell down eventually).
I then biked to the mini grocery mart and found they did not carry Luvs
but did carry Pampers Cruisers. Since this was a baby diaper I needed a
big0sized diaper and luckily for me, there was a pack of 18 size 7
Pampers Cruisers! I was so excited! I quickly paid for the diapers the
way that deeker.com said to pay for them and left (also it is a good
idea to look like you are getting diapers for your "mom in who is in
her car" by having the money kind of clenched in a fist of your hand
(meaning already out); this will look like your mom gave you the money;
getting your wallet out or getting the money out of your pocket might
make the clerk suspect something). Halfway home I stopped and stuffed
the bag of diapers in my backpack and sped home.
When I got home I hid the diapers in a bush in my backyard and went to
see if anyone was home. When I got in the house my younger sister was
at her friend�s house, my dad working in our basement as we were
remodeling it, and my mom was out getting groceries at stop and shop.
SO CLOSE! My dad was in the basement and my room was down there (we had
already had that part finished, he was putting in flooring where the
basement TV room would be) so, I waited in the living room on the floor
watching TV with the diapers concealed under the couch and I waited for
him to go to the bathroom or get more flooring from the store (I knew
we needed more because my dad buys it whenever he needs it, not in
bulk) he soon left to get more flooring and I ran downstairs as soon as
his car was out of view and I went and took the diapers to my room in
the basement and took one out.
I was surprised at how big the Pampers Cruisers size 7 was for a baby
diaper. I put it on and it fit me very well but a little tight around
the waist so it had a lot of room in the bottom. It felt really good to
be in diapers again. I walked around in it and sat in it. Soon I
decided to use it and peed in it after waiting for so long to do so. It
felt really good to have the warm pee run down the diaper and get
absorbed into it.
My dad was gone longer than expected, long enough to pee two more times
into and change my self (I followed the instructions on deeker.com,
they work well). Considering I had time, I then proceeded to test the
diapers on how well they held poop. I then took a good load into the
diaper and walked around with it squished against my butt. Again,
another good feeling that I had missed. Right in the middle of changing
out of the poopy diaper, I heard a car pull in. I quickly wiped myself
(not very well) and threw the diaper into my closet underneath some
dirty clothes. Then I hid the package in the ceiling as I had a paneled
ceiling in my room. I finished just in time for my mom to come
downstairs to get me to have me help her with the groceries. I went up
to help her.
She soon left to go with my sister to my sister's soccer game (my
sister went with her friend as her friend was on the same team). My dad
had come home after this but left again to go meet his friends to hang
out (it was Friday night and a college football game was on). This was
great! I had all this time to hang out in diapers. With my family away
I soon got back into my Pampers diapers and hung out in them. I soon
got the idea to see how much one of these diapers could hold. I
proceeded to poop into the diaper three times over the next two hours
and pee in them 4 times. After the fourth wetting the diaper started to
leak. I was wearing pants so I stripped them off so I could clean up
the mess. Unfortunately, though, the pants were supporting the diaper's
weight and the tapes let go, spilling the 3 loads of poop all over the
kitchen floor.
My parents were to be home soon and I freaked. I frantically cleaned up
the mess, got back into my underwear, and sprayed Lysol all over the
kitchen. My parents came home around the same time about 20-30 minutes
later. When my mom got home she smelled the Lysol and asked why I
sprayed Lysol. Having no other good excuse, I blamed my dog as she was
old and was having trouble holding it all in. My mom believed me and
soon went on her way. I had to be more careful.
I left the diapers alone for about 3 days when I started wearing them
to bed only and forcibly pooping or peeing in them at night or when I
got up in the morning. I would then change myself before I came
upstairs for breakfast. If my diaper was clean I would wear underwear
and pants over them until I got in just underwear. (this was summer
time so I had no school). Luckily for me with my bedroom in the
basement once I say goodnight to my parents I would not be heard from
until the morning. So that meant my parents will never know (hopefully)
that I am using diapers at night. I started putting my dirty diapers in
a garbage bag and putting the garbage bag in the back of my closet.
Soon I had 2 diapers left and needed to get more. When my family was
not around I biked to the same mini-mart and went through the same
procedure. This time though they had the "economy" size with 108
diapers or something like that. My wanting took the best of me and I
bought the economy size diaper pack of Pampers Cruisers size 7. When I
got to the register the clerk asked that one dreaded question: "So who
are these for?" This time I was prepared for and said for "My mom...
she's in the car and sent me in." The clerk took this well and I went
on my way. I had to put the diapers in my backpack but had some of the
pack sticking out and had to cover it with the bag that I got from the
store to hold the diapers in. Right when I got home I hid the diapers
under the same bush in the backyard and went to see if anyone was home.
It seemed no one was home so I also checked the garage, just to be sure
that the cars were gone (you never can be too careful). There were no
cars. I then went out to the backyard and grabbed the giant pack of
Pampers and went and hid them in the paneled ceiling of my room. They
almost were too big to fit in the ceiling. I got so excited that I had
so many diapers at my disposal (no pun intended) that I peed myself out
of sheer excitement. Just my luck, too. My mom had just walked in the
door. She saw that I had wet my pants and asked why. I lied by saying,
"I was taking a nap and it just was an accident." She followed this up
by, "Try not to have it happen again." I then proceeded to go bike
riding.
When I got back I heard my mom call me from downstairs. I went down
wondering what she wanted and pondered that she found my diapers.
She did.
When I got downstairs she asked me, "What are these?" pointing to the
108 pack of diapers. I noticed that the ceiling panel was broken and
all over the floor.
I replied with, "Um, I don't know. How'd you find them?"
She replied with, "I think you know what these are. When I was putting
dress shirts in your closet I noticed a really bad smell. I looked
around your closet and came across this bag." she then proceeded to
pull the bag out. "I found this filled with dirty diapers. While I was
wondering why you had these and why you were using diapers this
happened.-" she then pointed to the ceiling where the panel was
missing. "Those packs of diapers came out of it when the ceiling panel
broke. First you wet yourself, and now this?! I think you are using
those diapers and you shall be punished for this. Diapers are for
babies, not 14-year-olds."
And of course, some more news. The news I was somewhat dreading and
somewhat happy to hear.
"I just talked to your father on the phone and we both agreed
that you will finish using these diapers that you bought. When you run
out you will be using the same brand. Also, I will be doing this. She
then pulled out a trunk with a lock on it. She opened the trunk and
started putting my pants and shorts in it. While doing this she said,
"you will wear only diapers for the rest of the summer, so this means
no shirts or pants until the day after labor day. I will only let you
use the clothing when you go outside. But at home, you will wear
diapers 24/7."
She then proceeded to take all of my shirts and put them in the trunk
with my pants and shorts. Now for the underwear, t-shirts, and socks.
She then said, "I hope you friends will be accustomed to you wearing
diapers, because even when they are at the house you still will be
wearing just diapers. Once all of my clothes were put in the trunk and
locked up, my mom proceeded to put all of the remaining Pampers
Cruisers in my dresser drawers.
At first I was dreading my parents� decision, but then I was happy. No
more secretiveness, and no more of only wearing diapers on a fixed
schedule of when my family was not around. I would be wearing diapers
all the time.
My mom then had me stripped of all my clothing and I was stark naked in
the middle of my room. She then lay me on the floor and took out a
diaper. She then lifted up my legs and put the diaper under me. After
securing the diaper she went on her way. On the way out the door she
said, "oh, and if you need to be changed, please don't hesitate to
ask." I knew she meant anytime I needed to be changed I would have to
ask, even with company and friends around.
I decided to go bike riding so my mom gave me some clothes to put on. I
was out a while as I went around town. I was away for about 2 hours
before I returned. When I came home my mom came over and had me take
off all my clothes. She then checked my diaper if it needed to be
changed by pulling the back of the diaper to check for poop and pulling
the front of the diaper forward and stuck her hand down the diaper to
feel for wetness. I had both peed and pooped in it so she laid me on
the couch and changed me. When she changed me I started getting an
erection. This did not bother her and she continued to wipe me with a
damp paper towel. When I went to go look at myself in the mirror with
just diapers on I found that the bathroom doors had locks on them. My
mom then saw me there and said, "Oh, I see you can't get to the
bathroom. That's because little boys who wear diapers don't need to use
the bathroom."
I went downstairs to my room to find that there was now a changing
table in my room that was big enough to fit me. On it was baby powder
and lotion. Next to it was 2 more "economy" size pack Pampers Cruisers.
I noticed she knew to get the size 7. I went into my dresser (or should
I say, diaperer) drawers and all 5 drawers were filled to the brim with
fresh diapers. I thought that it could've been the diapers out of the 2
boxes of diapers, but those were unopened. I went upstairs to ask why
there were enough diapers to last a lifetime (I exaggerated). She said,
"Your father and I decided that you would be wearing diapers
permanently," (yes, meaning for good I would be wearing diapers.) "and
since those diapers worked so well and do not leak, that's what you'll
be wearing from now on."
"Even in school?!" I asked.
"Yes, It seems those diapers are thin enough for you to conceal under
your clothing. So you'll wear them to school, 24/7."
Soon after this I had to help set the table for dinner. My 11 year old
sister had come home from her friend�s house for dinner to find me in
just diapers. She was all confused at the sight of me in diapers. My
mom made me explain to her the whole story of how I ended up in
diapers. My mom had not heard the story that had led to this and found
out about deeker.com, and when she asked about it I told her it was a
site for boys of all ages who wear diapers. She then said, "Oh, so
you�re not alone. You have friends all over."
I had my dinner and then had my diaper changed in my room on that new
changing table as I had wet my diaper twice and had soiled it once. My
mom wiped me down with the new wipes and put baby powder in my crotch
area. This was a little awkward because I was not used to someone
seeing me naked and touching my privates. This time, though, she put me
in 2 diapers. She then said, "Time for bed, little baby."
Then I complained, "Why do I have to go to bed, it's only 6:30!"
My mom said, "because babies don't stay up late and you must be tired
after all that happened today. Now I put you in two diapers in case you
go more than once tonight."
She then tucked me into bed and turned out the light and went upstairs.
Getting used to the diapers was easy, for the most part. They were
comfortable to sit and lay in, especially with 2 diapers on. But, the
diapers kind of held my legs open and I couldn't sleep on my side. I
had to lay on my back or stomach. I ended up staying awake all night.
Since I had lots to drink for dinner and had 2 helpings of everything
for food at dinner, my bowels and bladder were working a lot. I ended
up pooping 3 times and peeing 4 times, probably only because I was
awake. The two diapers held really well, considered to the one diaper
that had had the tapes pop off. I liked the feel and smell of the pee
and poop in my diapers and how my poop squished around when I moved and
the warmness of the pee and poop.
Morning came and my mom came in at about 7:00 to change me before she
left for work. When she saw how much I had used the diapers that night
she said, "boy, aren't you a messy one, I'm going to have to put 3
diapers on you at night and 2 during the day to keep up with this
mess!"
She then put me into two fresh new diapers. I had gotten used to
wearing diapers really fast, as I loved to be in them, no doubt about
that. I loved the feel of wearing them and the feel and smell of my pee
and poop. I just loved, DIAPERS. I still do as I write this with a load
of poop in my diaper. My dad was away on a business trip and my sister
was still at her friend�s house for a sleep over, and with my mom gone
to work, I was home alone. After being bored for 2 hours, I went back
to the idea to see how much my diapers could hold (why I wanted to do
this at the time, I don't know). I found the laxative that was in the
medicine cabinet and took 1. I then ate 3 toaster pizzas and drank 3
bottles of water (after all, it was lunch time).
This.was..a..big.mistake. 30 minutes after eating I felt the urge to
poop, and it came right out. And I had to pee all of a sudden, too, and
started to pee my guts out. In the next hour I used the same 2 diapers
for 4 loads of poop and 4 wettings (I guess four is a lucky number,
because guess what's next). My mom soon came home to check on me and
change me as I was not allowed to change my own diapers. When she saw
the bigger mess I made in my diaper, She said, what you do, eat a whole
bottle of ex-lax? (funny she should've asked this) I replied that I ate
only one laxative and it was a big mistake. She said, "What a good
idea!!!! I'll give you laxative so I have to change you when other
people are around!!! That should embarrass you right out of these
diapers."
My mom was thinking of every way to try to embarrass me enough to make
me stop wearing diapers. But I wasn't going to give up because I loved
diapers and she didn't seem to understand that.
We then went downstairs to my changing table and she had to wipe down
everything that was covered by diaper because of the size of the mess.
She then put me in 4 diapers (told you) and said I would regularly be
in this many diapers from now on. Now I had to waddle to get around due
to how many diapers I was wearing. Because of this for the next few
days poop came right out of my body without warning because my legs
couldn't hold it in. I also became accustomed to wearing diapers really
fast. It was as if I was made to wear diapers. All of a sudden I would
not think of having to go or try to hold in my waste. It would come
right out. I would have the urge to pee or poop for a millisecond
before my body let it out. This led to more frequent diaper changes by
my mom and a more stinkier trash can.
Because of all this diaper stuff I began worrying about school as I
started high school in 2 weeks. My mom told me that she already
arranged for the school nurse to go and change me and I would only wear
1 diaper to school (she had given up on the laxative because it did not
bother me to ask to be changed while company was around).
Now hear I am, finishing up my story of how I ended up permanently in
diapers two and a half months ago. I am a month into school and no one
has found out I wear diapers due to how thin the Pampers Cruisers are
and how quiet they are. My only study hall is spent in the nurse's
office. She changes me and after that I go to the library and do my
homework. I still wear diapers (duh) and took a break two paragraphs
ago to be changed out of my poopy diaper. (For the record this took me
an hour to type up)
Hope you liked it.