Name: Matthew S.
Email: [email protected]
Ages: 13, 14
Current Age: 14

I have worn diapers many times in my life. All of which were of my 
choice. Like many other DL's out there, nobody knows that I like 
diapers. Although I don't have a job yet to get money to buy diapers, I 
have found many ways in which to get them. One of the first times was 
when my mom and my aunt bought a whole bunch of bags of diapers up 
north when I was on vacation. My mom bought two bags for gifts at 
upcoming baby showers. One night when I was alone, of course I needed 
to be diapered. This was my first time, so I was very cautious. I went 
to my mom's room where she had the diapers in her closet. I went in 
there and the bag had already ripped open, so I thought to myself that 
this couldn't get any better. I had to take two of them because they 
were only infant diapers, but with some heavy-duty tape, I made them 
fit perfectly. So I did this as often as I could due to not wanting to 
be caught, I had to watch how many diapers I was taking, I didn't want 
to take to many because after a while they would've gotten really low. 
So after I used about 20 diapers in one bag (actually 10 because of the 
two taped together) I started in on the other bag and had about the 
same results. I still remember the first time that I had that diaper on 
my bottom I was in heaven. I also peed and pooped in the diapers 
numerous times, of course which DL hasn't? Who doesn't love the feeling 
of being able to pee and poop at a moments notice without care. And 
both feelings are quite exceptional, I love the warmness of the pee as 
it flows and the squishiness of the poop as it rubs against my butt. 
It's the greatest feeling ever.

After my mom had used the diapers as gifts, (by the way she didn't even 
notice anything), I had to find another way to get my diapers. I was 
diaper dry for about half a year (oh my God!). I needed to somehow get 
diapers. Then the opportunity came. My parents were going on a vacation 
to Vegas and it would be my brothers and me at home. My mom gave my 
brother $20 and me $20 to spend on food. My other brother was old 
enough so he could by his own. So like the second day they were gone I 
came home from school and nobody was home and I knew I wanted to take 
the money and go get diapers. I was debating whether I should, but I 
did in anyway. I rode my bike to the nearest Walgreen's. I went in with 
my money, looked around at my selection, also looked to make sure 
nobody I knew was in there and I hesitantly took a pack of Huggies 
Supreme Size 5, they didn't have size six and that really ticked me 
off, but anyway, I went to the checkout, made some lame-wad story, paid 
for the diapers and left for home, hoping one of my brothers wasn't 
there.

I got home and thankfully nobody was home. I went in and tore the bag 
open and stripped off my pants, I took one out and tried it on, and 
what would you know, it's too small, by like an inch. So I had to go 
back to my old method and tape two together, so while nobody was home I 
taped every single diaper I would. I eventually had a whole stack. YES! 
Success! I put one on, this time with so much room I didn't know what 
to do with it all, so I strapped it on as tight as it could go. I 
figured if I had the room that I shouldn't waste it. I also walked 
around my room and house many times in just a diaper when no one was 
home, hey, why not, it's more comfortable.

So then after about 20 minutes one of my brothers came home. Luckily I 
had my pants on over it because otherwise he would've seen. So I went 
through about what I think was about 13 diapers, which would've been 
more but you know.... So after those were all gone I had to go dry 
again for about 2 months, which came to this day that I'm writing this 
story, 5-31-04. My aunt wanted to know if I wanted to take my little 
baby cousin to go get his pictures taken. I wasn't doing anything so I 
decided why not, this could be another chance. My dad took me to my 
aunt's house and dropped me off.

I went inside and she said to me that she was going to put him in to 
different outfits. One was a train engineer outfit. She also really 
wanted a small train for him to hold while he got his pictures taken, 
but she didn't have one. So she went to her neighbor's house across the 
street to ask him if he had one. So she left and I was the only one 
there. So I made sure the coast was clear and I went to my little 
cousin's room. There were stacks of diapers everywhere, although I only 
had time to get what I needed and get out, so I went to a stack and 
took two off the pile, of course because I knew they were way to small. 
I quickly went into the bathroom and tried to figure out what to do 
with them, just as my aunt walked in the house. She called my name and 
I told her I was in the bathroom. She said okay and left me to go about 
my "business". Just then I figured I would unfold both of them and use 
them as "stuffers" in my underwear, not intending to use them just yet.

So for the rest of the day I was with my aunt. The whole time I had a 
pretty noticeable bulge in my pants, (that's also because I was already 
wearing two pairs of underwear, I won't explain right now why). But 
anyway, yeah, there was a pretty big bulge. I kept trying to adjust 
them all day without my aunt's knowledge. During the 4-5 hours I was 
with her and the baby, she never even knew at all that I was wearing 
diapers. I was great. When it would be just my cousin and me alone, if 
my aunt wasn't there at the time and I had to watch the kid, I would 
say to the baby " I'm wearing diapers just like you!". Of course him 
being only 6 months old he had no idea what I was saying, but it was a 
thrill nonetheless. When my aunt had dropped me off at home I needed to 
try to tape these two I had stuffed together. Finally came a time when 
my brothers had left and my mom and dad were in the living room. So I 
went to my bedroom, and with some masking tape seamlessly put the two 
diapers together. I had to tape the sides also because I had already 
taped and un-taped the sides about two times before, so they didn't 
stick. But when the operation was done I was left with a diaper, which 
at this time I am wearing while I write this story. What else would I 
wear? So these are my diaper experiences, all of which I will remember, 
and I am hoping that in the future I can get some good diapers that 
fit...lol. But for know, hey, at least these are diapers.