| Title: | True Dreams, True Wishes | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Name: | James A. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Email: | [email protected] | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Gender: | Male | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Current Age: | 19 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Whom Story is About: | Myself | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Posting Date: | 05/17/09 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Summary: | My True account with a little personal advice: Take what you will-hold nothing back! | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Deekerian Score (10 is max.) [What's this?]: | 8 (40%) |
My true story of how I became interested in diapers starts, as with many, when I was young. Here I shall outline the most predominant factors in what has made me a diaper lover. I will also include some of the controversies and close calls that I have had in the past. Please note: I am an only child. The earliest that I can remember wearing a diaper goes back to when I was 3 or 4. It is very vague and I was unable to remember any instances that actually took place that made me want to wear a diaper. When I first wanted to wear a diaper I was about 5 or 6 years old and was in the first grade. This one kid named Chandler was real scrawny and had always been picked on. Then one day after I came out of the bathroom my classmates were talking about how they believed he wore diapers and were making fun of him. I believe it was because he was stinky. Soon after, though, he was gone within a week. I always wanted to ask him about it but never got the chance. Around the same time I was watching TV and saw this one report that was talking about how one child had been punished and was in diapers. The problem was that he had been in diapers for so long he needed to be re-toilet trained (not so much a problem) and his parents had neglected him (huge problem). It made me wonder what it would be like to use diapers. The way my parents punished me was to mainly scold me and spank me. I was always scared though that I would end up being put back in diapers. I was scared of the thought but was also yearning to know what it would be like to wear diapers. At the time (from 3 or 4 years old to 4th grade) I wore white briefs. When I was in the 3rd grade I was walking out to the pickup zone and felt something in my pants. I reached back and realized that I had slightly, and only slightly, pooped on myself. When I got in my dad�s truck I moved it to the side so that I would not feel it or sit on it. I was asked about my movements but denied everything. When I got home I changed and hid my underwear. Later when I went back to pick it up I noticed it was gone. Nothing was ever said to me but I was still terrified. Later in my life I had to move in with my grandmother. It was my father, mother, grandmother, and I. I was plundering through some of my grandfather�s old stuff and found 2 diapers he had had to wear when he went through chemo. Any way I put it on and I decided that I wanted to know more about wearing diapers. I was 11 -12 at the time. From then until I was 16 I used whatever I could get my hands on. I folded old shirts over and pinned them up, I used old briefs and once when I was at the beach I was able to get one of my cousins little swimmers. Nothing that I was wearing really satisfied my curiosity/ urge. I would pee occasionally in them but since they mostly leaked extremely badly I did not use them to pee often. Instead I would take a large poop and the occasionally masturbate in them. The poop added a feeling of gratification that I could not get unless I was in the diaper. Anyway. When I turned 16 and could drive, one of the first places I went was the Dollar Store. I couldn�t go anywhere else because if I had then I would have been recognized. I lived in a small town where everybody knows everybody or thereabouts. I went in and got a package but was so nervous I almost put them back. I changed my mind right away and put them on the counter. I walked out of the store with the largest adrenaline rush I had ever had. I used them and went back for some more except I devised a plan to ensure that I would not get nervous. HEY GOOD TIP HERE: go in with a buggy and put the diapers in the bottom and also pick up a few other items. I always get pens or paper because I am a student but anything you use often like junk food or something like it works as well. When you go up to the counter, tell the employee to do 2 separate receipts. First put up the diapers (and any accessories) then your other stuff. In your wallet (before you go in) have money separated out (a ten in front of some ones then a larger bill) this gives the effect that someone gave you the money and you are buying for someone else. No questions asked! Anyway After that I had some problems and a few close calls I got careless in how I was disposing and I had my parents ask me �what�s that smell?� I was good enough in conversation to divert their attention or give them simple responses like �I farted� or something of that nature. My mother knew I had a problem with my nerves causing me to have diarrhea that when she accidentally saw me with a diaper on, I simply said to her that I had it on to keep accidents from happening, which was true at the time. I stopped for a while but then realized how much I actually did enjoy them and how they kept me �cleaned out� better because I would often go in them more than I would go to the toilet. Due to my current situation, I have wavered back and forth from wearing diapers. I have recently gone to college and since I had to live with roommates I declined from actually using diapers but now that I will have an apartment all to myself I am going to start back again. I would like to say that if used in the correct way, in a way that doesn�t offend the public, then wearing diapers can be beneficial. I myself have come to realize this because of the approach that I have had to diapers. Not only can they be a sexual stimulant (so to speak), but they can keep your colon clean and regular. Also they make you more aware of what is around you. Think about it for all of you who have to hide yourself when wearing a diaper. You don�t want to be discovered but yet you want to have the maximum enjoyment of it so you constantly pay attention to when where and how you use the diaper. I know for me I found that I had a heightened sense of awareness around me even when I wasn�t wearing a diaper because of the practice I had growing up. It also helps a person to try and understand opposing views. (This possibly only in my case but try and understand the explanation) you yourself don�t want to be ridiculed for wearing diapers but you want to be instead accepted. If you are caught, then you need to be able to give a logical explanation and the best way is if you understand the opposing side and are able to give a quick rebuttal to it. Now take the circumstances in this and surround it with something totally different but using the same method of understanding. (For those of you who know this is sort of like a Rogerian Argument style) Any way I was able to get extremely off track there. I will say in conclusion that there are good things and bad things about everything. Take into consideration your circumstances and your Ideals and see if they match up to what you want/need. If so good; if not change them using wise methods and not being foolish. The End.