Name: John C. Ages: 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18+ Current Age: 26 Hi, my name is John and this is my story. I can remember always having a hard time using the potty. I never wanted to use the potty and preferred going in my pants. My mom was a single parent so I had to grow up fast. I think I was potty trained at an early age. I can remember pooping on the potty once and my mom not diapering me again after that. When I was growing up my mom would wake me up and then she would go take a shower and I always had to pee when I woke up so instead of going into the bathroom I would get out of bed and open my closet door and take off my PHs and pee in my undies on the floor of my closet. This went on for some time any time I had to poop I would hold it all day then when I got home I would poop my pants. My mom didn't like this but refused to put me in diapers. So I kept on using my pants. One day my mom got mad at me for pooping and peeing my pants she spanked me as hard as she could. Finally I kind of out grew this stage. When I was about 10 I would make a makeshift diaper out of old undies and tee-shirts and ride my bike to the local park and when I was playing I would use the diaper that I made. Finally when I was 12 I met this new kid at school and the subject of diapers came up and I told him that I wanted to do a test and see how much a diaper could hold he told me that his little brother was potty training and that he wore Pull-ups so I asked him if he could sneak one for me. Later that day he came over with it and I went and tried it on the sides started to rip It was too small so I got some tape and put tape on it so the sides would not rip anymore. I got it on and I told him, "okay, let's go for a bike ride." We ended up at a river with woods all around. By this time I had to go and go really bad. I told him this and he said, "okay, then go." I took off my pants because I was not sure if it was going to leak first. I peed and it felt so good. Then the urge to poop came, so I squatted and pushed a hard poop out; it was a big load. I started to pee again. This time the Pull-up leaked down my legs. I kept pushing and then when I was done I sat in the poop, what a feeling! I later took it off and cleaned myself up and we went home. When I got home my mom was not home yet, so I took my allowance money and rode my bike to a store and bought some Pull-ups, this time the right size. I snuck them my room and my mom never found them. Then one day my grandma came over and asked me to go for a walk with her and so I went but before long I had to poop. I asked he if we could stop and rest so we did; then I was able to hold back the poop. We were on our way back and the feeling came back this time. I could not hold it, so I let it in my undies, wishing that I wore a Pull-up. We got back and I ran upstairs and did my homework. I sat in my mess for 4 hours. It felt so good. I wore diapers on and off for years never got caught. Now I am 26 and I am getting married next year and my fianc�e is fine with me in diapers. It's great to marry some one who understands this.