Name: Dak
Ages: 16, 17

I had no real reason to go back to wanting to wear 
diapers. I did not wet my bed or poop my pants, and I 
progressed normally through toilet training. However 
there was something about them, the thrill of wetting and 
pooping myself and not having anyone know about it.

Therefore one day I decided that I would try to wear them 
once again. After a quick trip to a shop which was out of 
my way (as not to be recognised) and making sure my 
parents were not at home (my brother is at uni), I went 
and purchased a packet of diapers, the largest size I 
could find. I was never more eager to get home in all my 
life. Thankful that my parents were still away, I ran 
upstairs and quickly stripped. Opening the package I 
slipped one on and thankfully it fitted my waist (I am 
rather slim.)As soon as it was on I was in heaven. They 
were quite thick and very white. Then I had to wait until 
I needed to pee or poop. Luckily within half an hour, I 
could feel my stomach cramping, telling me to release a 
large load into the back of my new diapers. Not wanting 
to rush the whole thing I made sure the doors were locked 
so I would not be interrupted and then went back to my 
bedroom. I sat down on the floor, with my legs underneath 
me, and slowly let my poop come out and fill my diaper. 
The feelings that I got were numerous and I felt like 
there was nothing in the world that could feel as good. 
My poop spread over the back of my bum and continued to 
flow. Finally I stopped and looking at my diaper I could 
see that I had dumped a large load of mushy poop. Then I 
slowly let out a stream of pee to compliment my already 
full diaper. Thankfully it never over flowed or leaked so 
I continued to wear it. As I walked over to my chair I 
could feel my poop moving from side to side. Sitting down 
again it spread even further, reaching my balls and 
covering them. Suddenly I felt another cramp once more, 
and needed to dump another load! This time I lay on my 
back as though I was about to have my diaper changed and 
pushed another pile out. This is getting fun I thought to 
myself, and started to rub the back of my diaper, rubbing 
the poop around even further. My hands made their way to 
the front and pretty soon I was rubbing my dick 
furiously. Soon I had blown my load into the front and 
laid back thinking of this new found enjoyment. Looking 
at my clock I realised my parents would be back soon, so 
I headed off to the bathroom and cleaned myself up (no 
easy task!) Then storing the diapers under my bed, I 
waited until my family arrived and acted as though 
nothing out of the ordinary had occurred.

As it neared 10.30 I decided to go to bed, and so saying 
goodnight to my folks I went back to my bedroom. Climbing 
into bed I thought about the day and what fun it had 
been. However the thought occurred to me. I wasn't 
wearing a diaper and I need to go bad. Pulling one out 
from beneath the bed I fastened it on and realising that 
if I messed it now I would have to sleep in it, I dumped 
another large load. The smell quickly made its way around 
the room, but my parents never disturb me at night so 
they wouldn't smell it. Settling down with a sizeable 
amount of poop in my diaper I drifted off to sleep.

The following morning I woke up and immediately felt the 
mess between my legs. Being a Saturday, my parents had 
gone off to do the weekly shopping so I was alone once 
more. Cleaning myself up in the bathroom once more, I 
disposed off my diaper and put on a fresh one. Throughout 
the time my parents were absent I pooped and peed to my 
heart's delight.

That then is how I got back into wearing diapers, albeit 
in secrecy because if my parents found out they would 
both throw a fit. However by keeping it secret I can 
ensure that I use my diapers when I want to, and without 
any hassle.