| Title:
| How It Began
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| Name:
| Jason
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| Email:
| Not given
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| Gender:
| Male
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| Current Age:
| 31
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| Whom Story is About:
| Myself
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| Posting Date:
| 01/25/09
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| Life Periods in Story:
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| Post-toddler |
| | Preteen |
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| | Teen |
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| | Adult |
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| Ages in Story:
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| 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18+ |
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| Story Contents:
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| A- Post-toddler (4-8)* | ● | R- Sisters, other girls* | ●
| | B- Pre-teen (9-12)* | ● | S- Babysitters |
| | C- Teen (13-17) | | T- Masturbation |
| | D- Adult (18+) | | U- Sexual situations |
| | E- Cloth diapers* | | V- Gay |
| | F- Disposable diapers | ● | W- Erections | ●
| | G- Pee | ● | X- Bedwetting | ●
| | H- Poop* | | Y- Accidents |
| | I- Exposed diapers/pantslessness* | ● | Z- Punishment/Diaper
Discipline |
| | J- Multiple diapers* | | 1- Female Domination* |
| | K- Baby paraphernalia | | 2- Enemas |
| | L- Mother | ● | 3- Restraints |
| | M- Father | | 4- Crying |
| | N- Aunt | ● | 5- Spanking | ●
| | O- Uncle | | 6- Humiliation | ●
| | P- Brothers (diapered) | | 7- Babying |
| | Q- Brothers (not diapered) | | 8- Regression |
| | *Denotes Deekerian story elements
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| Summary:
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A story of how I bacame a DL.
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This account of how I think I became a DL covers the ages of 6-13 years
old, being born in 1977 and growing up as a bed wetter every night up
until about 11 years old.
When I was about 7.5 to 8 mom stopped using Pampers on me for
bedwetting. We just left plastic sheets on the bed and it was my
responsibility to strip the bed and to help put clean ones on in the
morning. It was just after the first of the year when she done it, even
though I was still a bedwetter I felt grown up not having to wear a
diaper anymore, or so I thought.
The next summer right after school let out for the summer my dad and
uncle rented a house at the beach for 2 weeks. We haven�t been on
vacation for a few years and we were excited to go on one. When we got
there we were assigned rooms and I was going to sleep with my cousin
Jamie. He was 7 and we were the youngest. The room had bunk beds and I
claimed the top. When it was time to go to bed we went to get ready for
bed, before which mom said to make sure to go pee. I did all that and
went to our room where mom was in there. When I looked in her hand I
saw a diaper. I said, �I did not know that Jamie wore diapers.� She
then informed me that it was not for him and to lie down on the bed. I
freaked out and said that I don�t wear diapers anymore. She said for
vacations that I was. I yelled at her and said NO, I wasn�t. She then
grabbed me by the arm and gave me some hard swats on my bottom. I then
was led over to the bed and was told to lay down or I would get it. So
I lay down. She took off my shorts and underwear and diapered me. Jamie
saw this and had a heyday with it, seeing his older cousin wearing a
diaper. I just became the baby in his eyes and he teased me pretty bad
to the point that his mom threatened him with a diaper of his own. I
went thought this for the whole two week we were there. There was some
more with family but they new about it so it was not a big shock like
the first time.
A couple years later mom and dad were going out of town for there
anniversary for a long weekend. I was 10 at the time and wanted to stay
at my friend Ryan�s house instead of with grandma, (which I would of
not worn diapers there because she had a plastic sheets on the bed).
She said she will call Ryan�s mom to see if it was okay. She called her
that night and set it up and it was cool. Ryan and I were both excited
since it was our first sleepover together. We went to his house after
school. Mom had already dropped off my stuff earlier that day when she
and dad were leaving. We started playing video games, etc. Around 9:30
Ryan�s mom said time to get ready for bed. I had talked to mom earlier
that night and she told me not to give Ryan�s mom any trouble or I
would get it when they got home. We went to his room then I heard his
mom call out to me from the living room to come see her for a sec. She
told Ryan to go do something for a sec to get him out of the room. She
told me that my mom told her to put this on me, when I looked up she
was holding a diaper. She said that it was okay that I was a bed wetter
(Ryan knew I was but not about the diapers). She said that mom did not
trust me to tell her or even were them on my own. So she brought them
to her. Ryan came back to the room to see her with the diaper; I looked
at him and told him I had to wear it for bedwetting while away from
home. He said okay, at least he was not going to get wet. She knew that
I did not know how to put it on myself. We went back to Ryan�s room and
she told him to leave but I said it was ok he could stay. I must have
turned 4 shades of red from embarrassment as I lay down on the bed. She
took off my pants and underwear (she asked mom how to diaper me and mom
must of said like a baby or something), she then opened the diaper up
which was Pampers, looked down and smiled as she grabbed my ankles,
lifted my but in the air and slid the diaper under me. Pulled the front
up between my legs and taped it up like nothing at all. After she left
the room there was some silence then Ryan said nice diaper and left it
at that. We went to bed and that was that. I was diapered two more
nights by his mom.
The last time I remember that it stuck in my head was when I was 12
years old. At this time I was not wetting every night. I would go
sometimes for 2 weeks without wetting. We were going on a big family
vacation with all the aunts and uncles and cousins, a big bunch of us.
We had a couple of big houses, etc. Our family was staying with my aunt
Shelby and her family. My oldest cousin Amber was her daughter. She was
my favorite one. She paid a lot of attention to me when I was a little
thing and up to this time she still did. She was about 14 years older
than me. She always told me she saw me naked and stuff like that just
to tease me a little.
All the adults were out on the deck talking and drinking in which a few
got a little drunk. Mom said, �time for bed,� so we went to get ready
for bed. Mom must have told everyone that she had to help me get ready
for bed. She had already told me that I was going to wear a diaper just
in case. I did not like that but I lost the fight on it. Amber told her
she would make sure I got ready. Mom told her that she had to put a
diaper on me (I was kind of small, I guess, because the largest Pamper
still fit me). Amber told her to relax, that she could handle it. (I
found out about this conversation later). I was in mom�s room waiting
for her when Amber walked in and started talking to me. She went over
to the suitcase and grabbed a diaper and turned to me and said, �Let�s
get it over with.� I said, �What?� She told me that mom wanted me to
wear a diaper and to lie down. I did. I was in them years where it
would pop up at anytime and here it did here, as she took down my
shorts to my knees. She did not pay any attention to it and diapered me
like she used to when I was younger. To this day I�m still embarrassed
by it but am some way I enjoyed being diapered at that age.
Now that I�m older wear diapers by choice, not all the time, but for
fun, which I think this past was what started it. I asked mom why I did
not diaper myself and she told me that since I did not wear them all
the time there was no need to show me how to do it.