Name: Bobby Joe
Email:
[email protected]
Ages: 11
Current Age: 18+
SHOPPING BOY
My name is Bobby (age 18+), and a very serious Diaper Lover. Plastic
Pants and Diapers are my biggest fantasy! I spent most of my youth in
plastic pants, and typical cloth diapers, being held up with your usual
large diaper pins. Now, as an adult, I only use cloth pull-up diapers.
Let me explain! I live alone and I don't have any contact with other
diaper users, therefore it's too much work (or trouble) to wet or mess
in them. Although I do accidentally wet about once a month, and mess
about 1-2 times a year. Also, I am obsessive-compulsive, so I am pretty
restricted to just playing in them, or engaging in masturbation by
myself. Anyway, on with my story.
Sometime around the year 1998 I was grocery shopping at my local
grocery store. After selecting about 10 items for my shopping cart, I
made my usual pass down the "baby aisle". Hardly ever purchasing
anything from this particular aisle, it was still my favorite. As I
always did, I was down on my haunches, looking at the toddler-size
Gerber's baby pants. I could never resist this, even though I always
ordered my diapers and plastic pants on the internet. This was just
before they completely stopped selling them in regular stores. It was
just that I always got a mental-rush just visualizing them and
remembering my childhood days.
Unbeknownst to me at that moment, a heavy-set mother and her young son
were pushing their cart behind me. The Boy looked to be about 11 years
old, and looked to be just barely pre-puberty. He was a very cute
skinny boy, with brown hair, and his haircut looked pretty much like a
bowl-style cut, but a little longer. He also squatted down, about a
foot from me. While I was still getting my excitement from looking at
the plastic pants, he was rummaging through various brands and styles
of pacifiers.
Now I am still confused. At the time, I had seen many kids, from about
eight years old to their late teens, walking on the streets with
pacifiers in their mouths, sometimes in small groups. I didn't know if
this was just some weird club they belonged to, a dare, or if it had
anything to do with regression, or wearing diapers? At that time I knew
nothing about AB/TB/DL. I wanted to ask this Boy why he was looking at
pacifiers at his age, but was afraid to ask because of his obviously
being a "minor", and the fact that his mother was with him.
He finally put his choice of pacifier in his Mom's cart, and then they
both slowly moved further down the aisle. I was still looking at the
triple-package of plastic pants, but my mind was really on what the Boy
had just purchased. As I slowly started to stand up, I noticed his Mom
had just stopped with her cart, at the far end of the aisle, looking
away from me. At that moment the Boy reached into his Mom's cart and
picked up the pacifier he had previously chosen. He then ran back to my
side, and put the earlier pacifier back on the rack, and was obviously
making a new choice.
With his new chose in hand he, for the first time, glanced up at me
with a curious look on his face. I then surprised myself, as I asked,
"I was just curious, but why are you buying a pacifier"? He continued
to stare back at me with just a surprised look on his face. I then
searched in my mind for what to say next, when I asked him, "I mean,
are you getting it because you need it, or because you want it?" He
slowly let out a small smile on his face and muttered, "uh --- um",
waited a few more seconds, then put his thumb inside the front of his
elastic-waisted blue jeans, and pulled his waist-band forward, exposing
his semi-transparent blue plastic pants. I was just in shock, and
continued staring! He then gave me a big smile, turned around, and ran
back to the end of the aisle. He then put his new-chosen pacifier in
his Mom's cart, and together they turned the corner and disappeared.
Now I was strangely excited and very confused. I must have spent the
next five minutes aimlessly, but slowly walking with my cart down
another aisle. I knew I was trying to figure out what had just
transpired. When I finally snapped out of it, I tried to locate the
mother and son again, because I wanted to see if the Boy's pants were
puffed-out, and if he was obviously wearing a diaper. I was also
curious to see if I could tell if he was wearing a cloth or disposable
diaper. I couldn't find either of them, and they were both obviously
gone. I never saw either of them again, either in the grocery store, or
anywhere else.
When I got home with my own groceries, I spent about 20-30 minutes just
reflecting back on what had happened at the grocery store. This Boy was
wearing a pair of plastic pants just like some that I had purchased for
myself, but obviously a smaller size.
It took me about two years, thinking back about this incident, to
finally figure out my own interpretation of these events. Now, and only
now, I really think this Boy "was" a pre-teen baby. I have other
thoughts about it too, especially as I am extremely naive. Now I
wonder, did this younger kid know about Deeker's, or about AB/TB/DL
"way" before I did? And did his Mom or Parents, know and accept this?
If I tried to buy a pacifier, or show that I liked my diapers and
plastic pants when I was a child, my Dad would have spanked me right in
the grocery store parking lot!
Even today, I am extremely jealous, on one particular aspect, in
reading Deeker's stories. My biggest fantasy as a child, would have
been to openly "enjoy" my DL side, without having to associate it with
shame, punishment, and it being considered a physical weakness.
I know my first story might be a bit boring, or too mild, for some of
you. So I apologize if this is true. Most people I know consider me
fairly intelligent, but slow and naive in thought. I would enjoy
receiving any advice, positive criticism, or comments. Thanks.