Name: Donald
Ages: 6
Current Age: 32

It all began in the winter of 1980. I was to have a babysitter stay the 
night with me for the first time that I could remember. My parents were 
going out of town for the weekend. It was a Friday evening and the 
doorbell rang. I was a shy kid so I kind of hid in the hallway. My mom 
opened the door for the babysitter. She was 14 or 15 with beautiful 
blonde hair and blue eyes. Her name was Anna. I was scared to meet her 
and I remember my mom saying, "hey, Donald, don't be a baby, and come 
here." I reluctantly came out to meet Anna. She was carrying a bag over 
her shoulder. I thought that it was her clothes and things. My parents 
said goodbye and left.

I was standing at the door when Anna said, "So you are a little shy." I 
nodded yes and walked to the couch to watch TV. She was nice and asked 
if I was hungry; I wasn't. Later on she was in the kitchen and said, 
"Come on, you need to eat." I walked in and noticed that she had made 
some ravioli so I sat down and ate. All seemed normal after dinner 
until she said, "we need to get you in the bath." Well, I could take a 
bath myself but she was very insistent that she help me. I kind of 
whined a little. Anna said, "quit acting like a toddler or I will treat 
you like one." I didn't have any idea what that meant but I didn't want 
to find out. I was very modest and when I getting undressed I tried to 
hide my privates but It was no use, she would not leave me alone. I 
again whined a little and Anna was very stern.

"You are a little boy who needs to be taken care of, I told you that if 
act like a baby I will treat you that way." She proceeded to bathe me 
and it was all I could do not to bawl. She saw the tears in my eyes and 
said, "its okay, baby." When I stepped out of the tub she wrapped me in 
a towel and carried me into my room. She then sat me on the bed and I 
noticed a big thick Pampers diaper and some baby powder. That was it. I 
busted out crying and Anna said, "it's okay, baby, we don't want you to 
have any accidents." I pled with her, "I am not a baby! I don't need a 
diaper! Please don't put that on me!"

It was no use, she had her mind made up. She said, "now lay down so we 
can get you in your diaper." I was terrified, I couldn't believe that 
this was happening. I lay down on my back and she sprinkled baby powder 
on me and rubbed it in as tears ran down my face. I watched as she 
picked the diaper up and opened it. She then grabbed my ankles and 
lifted my feet so she could slide the diaper under me. As she laid me 
on the diaper I started to cry. Anna said, "now baby, we are almost 
finished, it's okay.". As she pulled the diaper up between my legs I 
realized that it was really thick. The sound of the crinkle and the 
smell of baby diaper filled the air I was so embarrassed. Anna taped 
each side of the diaper and said, "that's a good boy."

After that I sat up on the bed and looked down at this thick diaper 
between my legs and couldn't believe that I was wearing a diaper. Anna 
then said "come on, you can come to the living room and watch some TV 
before bedtime". I stood up and the diaper crinkled and made me waddle. 
It was the most embarrassing thing ever. As I sat watching TV I saw a 
Pampers commercial and got really embarrassed again. Anna said, "What's 
wrong, baby? You look so cute in your diaper." It was all I could do 
not to start crying again. Later on I had to use the bathroom but Anna 
said, "well baby, you just need to use your baby diaper and I will 
change you." I couldn't, I was a big boy. Not long after that I wet my 
diaper. Anna picked me up and started talking baby to me, laid me down 
on the bed and changed my diaper. Later she tucked me in and told me 
that if I took my diaper off that I would be in big trouble.

The next morning came and my diaper was dry. That didn't mean anything, 
though. Anna kept me diapers all day and that night. On Sunday she took 
my diaper off finally and said that I was a good boy. When my parents 
got home I didn't say a word about it. I was too embarrassed. I never 
saw Anna again bet she left me with a great memory and diaper fetish.