Name: Joe Ages: 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13 Current Age: 17 I wet the bed until I was eight years old and my parents had me wear diapers at night for protection. My older brother had a sleep over and he told his friends that I wet the bed and wore diapers, but some of them said they didn't believe they made diapers big enough to fit me. So my brother went to my bedroom and got one of the diapers and his friends held me down while he put a diaper on me. They then spent the whole night, not letting me go to the bathroom, trying to get me to use the diaper I was wearing. When I finally did end up just wetting the diaper my brother threatened to have his friends hold me down and he would spank me unless I laid there and let him change me. It was very humiliating being changed by my 13 year old brother while his friends pointed and made fun of my tiny penis and the fact that I had no hair "like a baby". When my mother found out what my brother and his friends had done my brother was grounded and those friends of his friends were never allowed in the house again. But they would still tease me whenever they saw me, calling me names like "diaper baby" and when I would tell them to shut up they would say, "Oh why don't you run off and cry to your mommy, diaper baby." They would also often punch me or push me to the ground and one of them liked to try and make me eat dirt. The next school year my brother's friends told everyone in the school how I had to wear diapers and would call "diaper baby" whenever they passed me in the halls. Later my nickname became "Diaper Boy" in middle school, and I actually wore a diaper to school on "Freaky Friday" and dressed as a baby one Halloween. I'm now a "diaper lover", and I think it was because of that.