Name: Devon
Age: 6
Current Age: 30

It all started when I was six years old. I always had an interest in 
diapers but never wanted to admit it. My little brother was 2 and wore 
pampers; it was about 1980. The Pampers were very thick. I would 
examine them when my mom would ask me to get a diaper for him during 
his changes. I would always watch, as she would change him. My mother 
was going out of town on this occasion for the weekend and taking my 
little brother with her. I was to be left at one of her friends' house, 
who had two girls and a boy. He was 4 but still wore Pampers all the 
time. He had nothing wrong; I guess he just had a hard time potty 
training. I thought it was very interesting and asked him a thousand 
questions. I asked, "Do you feel like a baby? Are they really thick? 
Are you embarrassed when you get your diaper changed?" He just acted 
like it was just normal so I stopped asking questions. We would play 
and his diaper would crinkle, I couldn't keep my eyes off of it.

His sisters were older, 5 and 12. The 12 year old would check his 
diaper every now and then. When bedtime came around it was bath time 
the brother and sister got undressed and into the bath. After they were 
finished the twelve-year-old told them to go to the bedroom to get 
ready for bed. When they came into the bedroom big sis said lets get 
you guys in your diapers. I was amazed that they just acted like it was 
a normal thing. I knew he wore diapers but I didn't know she did too. 
she laid down on the bed and her big sis powdered her and then picked 
up a pamper and slid it under her bottom and pulled it up between her 
legs and taped it up. I was amazed and a little embarassed for her. 
Then the brother lay down for the same thing. Then she said, "Devon go 
take a bath." I went into the bathroom kind of jealous but kind of of 
scared, also. What if she wants me to wear a diaper to bed? Oh no!

I finished my bath and got dried off. When I walked out of the bathroom 
the little brother and sister were in PJs watching TV. I walked into 
the bedroom and noticed the baby powder and a diaper on the bed. I was 
so scared but also kind of of excited. Then Big sis walked in and said, 
"let's get you diapered for bed." I just froze, I said, "I don't wear 
diapers! I'm a big kid!" She said her mom wanted me to since I wasn't 
at home and might have an accident. Then she motioned to the bed and 
said, "Come on, it's okay, lay down; it will be quick."

I slowly walked over to the bed and kind of got tears in my eyes as I 
said, "I'm not a baby." She was very gentle as she powdered me and 
said, "it's okay, the other kids wear them, too." As I lay naked on my 
back she unfolded the Pamper and lifted my bottom up as she slid the 
diaper under me. It was very soft and when she pulled it up between my 
legs I started to cry a little. She taped it up and said, "there you 
go, all done."

I stood up and the diaper was so thick it made me walk funny. I put on 
my PJs. Then big sis said go watch TV for a while. I felt like a baby 
as I walked to the living room, all the crinkling and such. I sat down 
to watch TV and the other kids said nothing about me being in diapers. 
When bedtime came big sis asked if we needed our diapers changed and I 
said no. Off to bed we went. The next morning I woke up dry the other 
two were wet, big sis checked me and said I could take my diaper off if 
I wanted but I didn't. She changed the other two and we played all day. 
I never wet the diaper; at lunchtime I took it off and used the 
bathroom. When bedtime came it was the same routine I got diapered and 
went on to bed. I have always from that time been a diaper lover I 
would steal them and wear them whenever I got the chance. I still do 
every now and then.

Name: Devon
Ages: 6
Current Age: 30

This story is about the second encounter with diapers after being left 
at the babysitters for the weekend. As you may recall I was put into a 
diaper for bed time and at first I was very embarrassed about it but by 
the second night I was prepared and actually kind of liked it. A month 
or so had passed and I had really forgot the whole thing until the 
older sister came over to babysit me and my little brother overnight. 
Her little sister came along it was going to be a sleep over. We played 
outside and all of the normal things a six year old does. When 
dinnertime came around we went in and older sister was changing my 
little brother's diaper and I walked in his room to ask what was for 
dinner. Older sister took one look at me and said, "get those wet and 
dirty clothes off and put them in the hamper."

I was shocked I really didn't think I was that dirty but I did as I was 
told. She called my name from his room as I was putting on my clean 
pants, "Devon come here for a second" in a nice voice. I finished up 
and walked down the hall and she said, "let's get you ready for bed," 
and it all came back to me.

I froze. This was very different, I was at my house and was not used to 
this. She Pulled a diaper from the Pampers box on the changing table 
and said, "take off your pants and undies." I started to complain, " I 
don't wear diapers I'm not a baby!" She said, "it sure looks like it to 
me!"

As I slowly pulled my pants down her sister walked in and said, "what's 
going on"? Older sis said, "you're next!" As I lay on the floor looking 
at her she unfolded the diaper and slipped under me I started to cry.

"Its okay baby, don't worry." she pulled the diaper up between my legs 
and taped it up. My little brother pointed and said, "baby" I was so 
embarrassed. Next her sister laid on the floor in her little dress and 
got her diaper put on. We went to the dining room for dinner. After 
dinner I put my Pjs on and little sis did, too. We sat in the living 
room and watched TV. One of the commercials was a Pampers commercial 
and a rush of embarrassment flushed over me. Next thing I Knew I had to 
pee really bad and I told older sis she said, "you have a baby diaper 
on, its okay." I let it go and she picked me up and carried me to the 
changing table and put a new pamper on me. The next morning I was 
changed into regular underwear and nothing was ever said. To this day I 
don't know why she did that to me but I have had a diaper fetish ever 
since. The first time I ever got off I was wearing Extra Large Pampers. 
Just the thought of these stories makes me, well, you know...