My Diapering

Summary: About my diapering from when I was 5-13

It all began one day when I was 5 me and my twin sister were playing a 
game and she said I get shot with a magic ray that made me a baby so I 
had to wear one of her doll's diapers. I hesitated but said, "okay", so 
I went to the bathroom and put it on. I felt weird (our mom was out in 
the garden sunbathing.) She said, "No, no, no, you need to wear nothing 
but the diaper." I said, "But I look like a baby and I am not a baby." 
She giggled and said, "duh that's what the game is about." I said, 
"Erm... okay." so I took off my clothes and was in just my diaper. We 
carried on playing and she said, "Now you need to go for a nap," so I 
did and when I woke up my diaper was taped on with mailing tape and I 
had to go bad. I shouted on my sister. She came up to me and said, 
"What is it, you cute baby?" I got quite mad and shouted, "What have 
you done? Help me get it off! I need to go bad!" She giggled and said, 
"Just go in your diaper, you are a baby." I started to cry and she left 
the room and locked the door. I was in there and I lay back on the bed 
and felt sleepy again and then when I relaxed I felt a warm stream of 
pee go in to my diaper and it leaked a little on to my bed and I 
shouted my sister. Again, she came in and said, "Aww, the baby peed in 
his wittle diaper, time to get changed!" I was stunned for a moment and 
then tried to run but she tripped me and I must have got knocked out 
because I woke in my normal clothes. I felt glad but I secretly liked 
diapers, which nearly got out when I was 7.

I was walking with Gemma (my sister, forgot to say) and my mom in the 
mall I felt the urge to poop and I had a weak bladder. I told my mom 
but she said just hold it. About 10 minuets later the urge got worse. 
My stomach was really, really sore and I told my mom and she said, "We 
are going to the check out now. I was glad and then it happened. I 
pooed right in my pants. My mom was shocked and mad. She told Gemma to 
stay by the girls' toys part of the shop and she dragged me to the 
toilet. She took me straight in and I was really embarrassed. She 
pulled down my pants and underwear, took my shoes off and socks and 
then my pants and then my underwear. She wiped my underwear as best she 
could and put them in her bag and I had to go until we got home with no 
underwear on, which was very weird.

Then when I was 10 we went on holiday to England and I went into a joke 
shop and adult sex shop. I went up the back and seen the best thing I 
ever seen in my life (until I seen adult diapers) it was a big baby 
set. It had a guy wearing a baby hat sucking a massive pacifier in a 
diaper and had a real working bottle on it. I looked around to see if 
anyone was looking and I picked it up and it had all the stuff in it as 
the picture showed, so I went up to the desk and paid for it. I took it 
back to the apartment we had rented for the holiday and I went in and 
there was nobody in, so I went in to the bathroom and stripped, put the 
diaper on. To my disappointment it was a cloth (only because I liked 
the feeling of disposables) I peed in it and it soaked it right up, so 
I kept it on for the day, but I didn't poop in it. I was having so much 
fun on holiday I forgot I was wearing it and I fell asleep in it and I 
woke. It was really wet, it leaked all over the bed (thank God it had 
rubber sheets) I got up first as usual and changed out of it and threw 
it outside in to a bush. I hid the bottle and the pacifier under the 
bed (classic, eh?)

When I came back to the apartment after a day of swimming my sister 
went to sleep and so did my mom. I was up for ages. I finally got the 
guts to fill the bottle up with warm milk. I put on the baby bonnet and 
drank the milk and put the pacifier in my mouth and went to sleep. I 
woke and my sister was hanging over me and said, "what are you doing?" 
I answered, "erm...can you keep a secret, Gem?" She said, "sure." I 
said, "Okay, well, I like acting like a baby and wearing diapers." I 
started to cry she hugged me and said, "It's okay. I don't think you're 
weird. I will keep your secret, but under one condition...you let me 
baby you and change you, okay?" I said, "O-o-ok." She smiled and patted 
my head and she did baby me when we were alone until we were 13 when 
she said she would stop because we were getting too old. I said I was 
going to continue acting like a baby and wearing diapers. She said, 
"Okay, but don't do it when I have me friends over, okay?" I replied, 
mumbling "fine." I was kind of annoyed because she brings her friends 
over every weekend for a sleep over so I thought to myself I would risk 
it at the weekends.

It became Saturday quickly and her friends came in and I was wearing a 
diaper ready for my big stunt tonight. They all said hi to me and all I 
did was smile and say hi back; nobody suspected a thing. We all had 
McDonald's and after that they retreated to my sister's room. I 
couldn't wait but I was a little scared. I was in my room watching the 
TV. They were all laughing about something and they were playing truth 
or dare, and that's when it came to me. I will go in a play and reveal 
my secret and embarrass Gemma, so I went in and said, "Can I play?" 
They said "sure" and we played. Gemma's friend said to me, "truth or 
dare?" I took truth. Of course she said, "What's your biggest secret?" 
I said, "I wear diapers" she giggled and said, "no, really?" I said "I 
do and I can prove it." I took off my pants and showed my diapered 
self. They were all shocked and one of her friends broke the silence 
and said, "Awwwww, you look really cute!" and I blushed and because of 
the silence I got nervous and wet and I wet a lot. You could see it 
through my diaper. I was more embarrassed than Gemma. They said they 
would keep it a secret if they were allowed to baby me for the rest of 
the sleepover. I agreed, so they did and they changed me and they 
giggled at my erection and because I was to act like a baby the most 
nice-looking one wanked me and I tried to hold it in, but I exploded. 
My cum went all over my new diaper. I was embarrassed but nobody said a 
thing about it. They were feeding me and changing me and just totally 
babying me. In the morning I woke wet and soiled. I had wet before but 
never soiled in my sleep. I was a little embarrassed, so I changed my 
diaper.

A week after the next sleep over my sister went out and I was in with 
my mom and she shouted me in to the kitchen and I went, not thinking of 
what would happen. Next, she sat me down and told me to look in the 
bag. I noticed one of my diapers in it. I went bright red, my mom asked 
me what was going on and I said, "Mom, I like wearing them. Please 
don't take them away from me. I like peeing and pooping myself. I hope 
you understand." She said, "if you want to act like a baby then you 
will be one again." I was confused. I said, "Mom, what do you mean?" 
She said, "I mean you will be treated like a baby until you learn to be 
a grownup." She went up to my room with loads of boxes, went in to my 
room and took all my clothes (including my underwear) and all my toys 
and games and took them to the garage and put them under loads of heavy 
things so I couldn't get them. She said all my new things will be 
coming today. I was even more confused than before. I said, "What 
stuff?" She said, "Your cot and diapers and new clothes, toys and 
games." I was stunned. She took my bed out and everything I owned. The 
room was emptied; even the wall paper was gone. I had to sleep in her 
room tonight because she would be working through the night. I woke and 
my diaper was wet and soiled again. I felt less embarrassed than the 
first time but I got up and I walked in to my room and the new 
wallpaper was baby blue with teddies and rainbows on it, and there was 
a special-made cot for bigger kids. My toys were now Fisher-Price toys 
and my new games were like Barney interactive learning CDs. I looked in 
my underpants drawer and it was full of disposables and cloth diapers. 
I looked in my t-shirt drawer and took one out and it had buttons on 
the bottom of it to fasten under me, and had messages on the middle 
like "I (heart) diapers" and, "Just diaper me" and "Warning: Loading 
zone in the rear". I looked in my pants drawer and it only had more 
diapers in it. I asked my mom why she done this and she said that I had 
become 2 years old again and after 2 months I was allowed to go back to 
normal. I asked her about school she said she had talked to the head 
and she agreed to let me wear just a diaper and t-shirts to school and 
on cold days I was allowed to wear dungarees with them. I had no way 
out of it. When my mom's mind was made up it was made up.

I was back at school and my friend rang the door bell for me to go to 
school with him as normal. I opened the door I was wearing my "loading 
zone" t-shirt and my dungarees. I was glad it was cold. He looked at me 
and said, "dude you look like a 5 year old." I said "AND" I looked it 
him in an angry way he said, "chill man, I was only saying." I said 
sorry and since it was a still an hour to school I sat down in the 
living room and explained what had happened during the summer. He just 
looked stunned and said, "Okay, I will keep your secret, dude." I was 
so relieved, but you could see the bulge in my butt and you could hear 
them crinkle we walked to the bus stop and waited on the bus. It came I 
walked on I sat down next to Shawn and we just talked about what 
happened in our summers. A kid overheard me saying about my diapering 
and shouted, "HEY, THIS KID WEARS DIAPERS!" Everyone turned to look at 
me and just laughed at me. I was so embarrassed. Then he slapped the 
back of my head and I got mad and punched him right over two of the bus 
seats. Everyone stopped laughing and just went back to talking with 
their friends as if nothing happened. The lessons were just really the 
same as usual and everyone, except that I wore diapers and that was 
that.

The two months had come and my mom said I could have my old stuff back; 
I was so glad. Later that day I went out skateboarding to celebrate and 
Gem was with me. I was gonna show off to her and her friend. I tried a 
trick. I was practicing before this had all happened and I was a little 
rusty. I got the jump perfectly and grinded the handrail perfectly 
until I just slipped and fell. My head collided with the stairs. All I 
remember after that is opening my eyes in a puddle of blood and Gem's 
friend hugging me and saying it will be all right. Then it all went 
dark and when I woke again and Gem ran up and hugged me and I tried to 
say, "What the fuck happened?" but all that came out was drool and the 
faint goo gaa sound like a baby. I thought, "Huh? What the hell?" She 
shouted on my mom and she came running in and hugged me, but I had a 
blank look on my face and she just explained what happened. She said, 
"well, this is what happened; you hit the stairs while skateboarding 
and went to hospital went in to a coma for 3 weeks." I was shocked. The 
nurse walked in and so did the doctor and they told my mom what was 
going to happen to me. I overheard him and my mom talking. He said, 
"Well, your son will regress in age in his mind by day until he reaches 
the lowest age he can get to, which will be 1 month old." He said he 
ran a test and it would go no lower than that, but only in mind." He 
also said, "but at one point, even if he does not reach that state of 
mind everything will come flooding back to him and he will be as 
normal. He will be able to talk and everything but now he can't talk or 
walk. He is probably a one year old state of mind right now." I 
thought, "What? I will regress?" I thought, "Awww, shit!" and all I 
remember after that is getting pushed home in a stroller and getting 
laid in my cot with a dry diaper on. It must of been because of the 
regressing in the mind I only remember back to that point and to last 
year when my mind must of just came back. I was so glad, but I still 
wear diapers. My bladder control never came back to me.