Name: Jeremy
Ages: 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18+
Current age: 22

	I began wearing diapers again after my brother, who is a year 
older then me, took some from my aunt's house, where she had a baby, 
and dared me to wear them. This was at the age of 7 or8. I was hooked 
on them after this point and tried many ways to get my hands on some. 
Then my mom got remarried and had a baby so I took some every weekend I 
visited her. This went on until I was 11 and started babysitting for my 
dad's friend who had a kid that was not potty trained at the age of 4 
and wore Pull-Ups, so I took some. I wore the Pull-Ups but they were 
nothing like diapers to me.
	At the age of 12 I moved to Wisconsin and had no way to get 
diapers. I meet this kid in school who hooked me up with one of the 
moms he was babysitting for, and gave me the job. On my second time 
babysitting I got there before they got home and had a key, so I let 
myself in and look around the house. On the kitchen table was a bag 
from Wal-Mart with two packages of extra large Pull-Ups. I started to 
wonder who they where for since the kids I babysat were 8 and 10. They 
got home and the mom explained to me that the 8-year-old started 
wetting the bed and they were for him. I got really excited because I 
got to help him with his Pull-Up. He then switched to Goodnites for the 
next year and a half; all the while I was taking some every so often.
	My dad almost caught me in diapers when I was 13. He came home 
from work early and I had on a Goodnite. I pulled on some pants and 
left the apartment and took it off. I lost my place to get them from 
when I stop babysitting. I got a job part-time at a restaurant. We 
moved in to a house where I had my own room and got some size 4 
diapers, but they were too small, so I taped two of them together.
	I got up the nerve and went to the small mall in town to a family 
dollar store and bought some extra large baby diapers. I had to then 
share a room with my Dad's girlfriend's boy. so I hid them on the side 
of my waterbed under a bunch of junk. This is when I was 17. One day I 
came home from school and my dad's girlfriend cleaned my and her son's 
room, finding my diapers aside my bed and asking me what they were for. 
As it was around homecoming, I said they were to stick on teachers' 
cars. I don't know if she ever told my dad because nothing more was 
ever said about them. I took them and hid them in my locked gun 
cabinet.
	At the age of 18 my dad moved back to Minnesota with my brother 
and I got to live in the house alone till I move to go to college. I 
ordered some diapers on the Internet and had a good old time until I 
moved to the other side of Wisconsin to my own apartment. I wore 
Goodnites and small adult diapers every night for the next two years. I 
bought some baby bottles, tried the hypnosis tapes to make you wet and 
bought some adult baby clothes.
	At the age of 20 I moved back to Minnesota after I got my two-
year degree to look for a job. I got rid of most my AB items except the 
diapers which I buried in boxes and got them by my dad to my new 
apartment where I lived with my brothers. It was kind of covert diaper-
wearing for the next year.
	Now to 2004: I live with one brother and he pretty much stays in 
his room so I wear diapers all the time. I got some more AB clothing 
and other items. This brings me to now July 7, 2004 when, I'm writing 
this, in diapers, plastic pants and a onesie.

Thanks for reading my true story.