My name is Daniel I wear diapers and get breastfed. It all started like 
this:

I was 11 years old and was home alone. I had started wearing diapers a 
week ago and my parents didn’t know yet. I would poop and pee in them 
and then masturbate with my brother, who was also wearing diapers just 
because he wanted to. We had bought the diapers at our local store with 
money we saved up. Then one day my mom caught me wearing diapers. She 
didn’t look mad. She said that we could wear diapers on one condition-- 
we were to be treated like babies and wear diapers to school and away 
from home. We agreed. Just then I let out a big load in my diaper and 
then my mom changed me for the first time since I was a baby.

The next day she bought more diapers baby bottles, binkies wipes and a 
changing table, plus plastic sheets and a diaper trash can. She told me 
and my brother that she talked to the school and that the nurse would 
change us she asked if I was hungry and I said yes, and she made me and 
my bro some formula. We both drank from our bottles happily, then she 
asked if we needed to changed. We both smiled and said yes. She set up 
the changing table and got out two fresh diapers. I got up on the 
table. She took off my poopy diaper and I got a big hard-on. She wiped 
me all clean and then put a fresh diaper on me.

The next day at school I was in class when I let out a load of pee and 
poop. I asked to go to the nurse and when I got there she knew why I 
was there. I got on the cot and she undid my diaper and said, “My, my, 
that’s a messy diaper.” As she wiped I noticed that there were other 
diapers than mine in the cabinet. I felt so glad.

2 years later my mom just had a baby, so she said, “Now I can breast 
feed you, too,” so she unbuttoned her shirt and me and my brother both 
suckled on breast milk. She even bought a pump so we could take some 
milk with us to school and I was having the time of my life.