Name: John
Ages: 14, 15, 16, 17
Current Age: 21

I have always loved diapers. Since I left them and I always wished I 
could wear them again. Since I had no real good way of getting them I 
just dreamt about it until one day I was home alone, except my sister 
Kathrine. I was bored, so I came here to read some stories as I was 
getting on and waiting for it to load. I turned around and there stood 
my sister, her hands behind her back. I quickly tried to close out or 
minimize but I accidentally made it larger, so I stood up and got in 
her face trying to block her view and shove her out of the room, but 
this really didn't work because she was so much bigger than me. When I 
finally got her out and about to shut the door she stuck her hand out 
in front of her. When I looked at her hand she was holding a big white 
disposable diaper. Then she said, "here's your diaper, now why don't 
you take off your clothes so I can put it on you."

I quickly grabbed the diaper and chucked it across the hall. She 
apparently had two because she pulled out another and said, "come on, 
let's get your diaper on." I just stood there thinking about it. I 
really wanted her to put it on me but yet I was embarrassed. She then 
tackled me down, took off my pants and boxers and told me not to move. 
A minute later she came back with wipes and powder. She got down then 
started to wipe me down, front and back. Then she powdered me and 
rubbed it. Then she got the diaper, lifted my legs up nice and high, 
shoved the diaper under my butt then laid me down on it. After that she 
pulled the diaper up between my legs, taped it up. Then she did 
something I never thought she would ever do-- she started to rub my 
dick.

"You like that, don't you?" I just lay there feeling so happy. After a 
minute I felt the need to ejaculate. She kept rubbing my dick and it 
finally came out; it felt so good. This went on for twenty more 
minutes. Then she stopped got up and left. Ten minutes later my mom 
came home. Not wanting her to see me in my diaper, I ran to my room to 
get dressed I opened up the drawer where my underwear was supposed to 
be, but found only diapers. I could hear my mom coming up and getting 
closer to my room. As she walked in I grabbed a blanket just in time. 
She then asked if my sister, who was right behind her, if she got my 
diaper on okay. She said yes, and then she said how much I loved it. 
Then they walked away.

My life consisted of changings for three more years until I was out of 
the house, and even though I'm out of the house and I don't have to 
wear diapers I still do today.