Name: Ricky
Ages: 7, 8, 10, 18+
Current Age: 27
I first began to like diapers and baby things when I was still a little
boy, maybe 7 or 8. I remember one of our neighbors had a handicapped
son a few years older than me. He had been in a major car crash as a
baby, and had permanent brain damage. As a result, he was in a
wheelchair and diapers for the rest of his life. His Mom was my
babysitter for a while, and I used to swipe some of Patrick’s diapers
from time to time. That lasted until I got caught stealing them, and my
Mom and Dad made me apologize and agree to whatever punishment Mrs.
Watkins set out for me. It was kind of a fun punishment.
For the next two days, I had to live like Patrick did. I was confined
to one of his spare wheelchairs, I wasn’t allowed to speak, I had to be
spoon fed, and worst — or best, depending on how you look at it — I had
to use the diapers for everything and wait to be changed by Mrs.
Watkins. The deal was if I did talk, or complain at all about anything,
I had an extra half day added to my punishment. The original two days
would up being six and a half before the ordeal was finally over. What
my Mom and Dad allowed Mrs. Watkins do was abusive, no doubt. But it
fulfilled my desire to wear diapers for a while.
The next big time diaper memory I have was when I was 10, and had wet
my bed. I was a part time bedwetter, and I guess that this particular
wetting, combined with Dad being a little hung over from a work party
the night before, set him off in a bad way. He dragged me out of bed,
pajamas obviously peed in, and forced me to go to the local grocery
store with him, dragging me to the diaper aisle. He made me carry a
package of the old style Luvs (you know, super thick and super crinkly)
up to the register and ask the cashier if she thought they would fit
me. I was so embarrassed, but deep down, I loved it.
As it turns out, they did fit, and Mom and Dad made me wear them every
night. If the diaper was wet in the morning, I had to wear one the next
day. If it was dry, I would just re-wear the same diaper to bed until
it was wet. They made me do this for almost a full year. Despite my
pleading to not make me wear them, I loved it deep down.
When I was 13, we moved to a new town, and I got into sports, mostly
baseball and wrestling. Sports where my small size wasn’t as big a
deterrent to me playing. I loved football, but I was too small. At 13,
I was in ninth grade, but I got teased by everyone in my school,
including the sixth graders (the middle school was in the high school,
so 9-12 grade kids were in the same building as 6, 7 and 8 grades) for
being so small. I was by far the smallest kid in school. As a result of
my newfound love of sports, however, I drifted away from diapers.
After high school, I went away to college. While I was in school, I
opted to not live in the dorms, and instead got my own apartment.
Within a week, I had bought my first package of adult sized diapers. I
was in love again. The first package I bought were Attends, but I
didn’t like that they weren’t white (if I recall, they were blue), so
the next package I bought were plain store-brand ones.
All through college, I wore diapers and used baby items when I wasn’t
in class. I quickly became known as a loner, but that was OK by me. I
didn’t have t worry about people inviting me to house parties or
anything like that. My one big adventure in college was to wear a
diaper to class one day. I only had two morning classes, so I wore one
under a pair of super swishy track pants to hide the crinkle. I have no
idea if anyone noticed, because like I said, I was a loner anyway, and
nobody bothered me.
After college, I went to work in a bank, putting my finance major to
good use. I love working at a bank because of the hours. My bank opens
at nine and closes at four most days, except Friday, when we’re open
until six.
When I’m not at work, I am at home, in my apartment, totally dressed as
a three year old boy. About three years ago, I discovered
foreverakid.com, and have gone slightly nuts buying things from there.
I have shorts, overalls, rompers, and onesies from there, all nearly
identical to real little toddlers clothing except for the size (and the
price, obviously). I have three Nuk MedicPro Large “size 5” pacifiers I
got off of eBay, and I got a specially made baby bottle from a website
a couple of years ago as well. The nipple is three times bigger than a
regular baby bottle nipple, and the bottle itself is a full liter
instead of 8oz. I have a large toddler bed I got from babyapparels.com.
My parents know I role play as a toddler, and partially blame
themselves for it, but I tell them it’s OK. I tell them there is
nothing wrong with what I do, that I have freely chosen to live my life
as a toddler. Still, it freaks them out a little when the come to visit
and find me playing with my Duplo blocks or watching Barney.