/dpr/ - ABDL: Diapers & Babyplay

>>1620

I don't know. I've thought about it a lot throughout the years, but giving a definitive answer is harder than it seems. On one hand I would say yes, because that way I probably wouldn't be incontinent now and because growing up wearing diapers wasn't easy at all. However, it also made be a better person in some ways and I think it had a positive impact on my character. Besides, despite all the shit I went through, I didn't have such a bad childhood and now I look at it with nostalgia even though some of the things I've talked about in this thread were at some point uncomfortable memories. I don't think it was worth it, but that doesn't mean I would change it.

>>1625

For how long did you stop wearing diapers (or when did you start using them as a fetish)?

>>1633

It's hard to pin down the time frame because before my parents switched me to pads, I was wearing diapers in my underwear (kind of like pads) for a year or two, but I think I probably quit wearing diapers around 10. I was already kind of enjoying them by that point, though. I'd say by 12, the fetish was full-blown and driving me nuts. Any time I walked past a diaper aisle or saw an aunt with a diaper bag, I desperately wanted to be in diapers again. I felt extremely ashamed and confused about it, though, so that time is a bit of a blur. But I do remember my parents buying diapers instead of pads a couple times, because the store was out of the latter, and literally shaking with excitement as I put a diaper on. Then around 14, I found an old diaper in a drawer (probably mine from years before), and just kept looking at it whenever no one was around, wanting to put it on. I finally did and had an orgasm almost immediately, without even using it or any kind of touching. After that, I was hooked. I swiped diapers from aunts' diaper bags, and even started buying and hiding them in my room (telling the cashier they were for a cousin or something). It was… odd. They felt amazing and exciting, but I always–and I mean ALWAYS–felt terrible and guilty afterwards. Thus began a cycle of buying diapers, using them a few times, loving/hating them, throwing the rest away, trying to be "normal," eventually breaking down and buying diapers again, etc. Looking back, I suspect my parents knew but just didn't say anything.

i was a bedwetter all the way through 8th grade. wore goodnites to school almost every day if i woke up dry.

I never had any actual diaper experiences growing up. I was potty trained before I can remember, but I know I tried peeing the bed on purpose when I was 4 or 5 to try to get put back in diapers, but chickened out before I achieved my goal. I remember trying to get diapers in the house by telling my parents that my sibling wants to wear them but it never worked. And living way out in the middle of nowhere, buying some from the store wasn't an option.

Just a quick one… I remember when I was in the 3-5 range and after messing my diapers, I used to rub them like crazy, my kid-logic being that if I couldn't feel the mess anymore, it wasn't really there. Sometimes, this meant simply reaching back and rubbing the outside of my diaper. At some point, though, I had the bright idea to slide my bottom down the stairs like a dog. My mom was less than pleased by this strategy.

I remember when I was in daycare there was this mentally challenged girl in diapers even though she was our age.

I remember one time one a field trip to the park, the teacher laid her down in the grass and changed her diaper while all the kids gathered around in a circle watching, oohing and ahing.

I remember feeling both intensely embarrassed for that girl and intensely jealous at the same time. I think it’s one of the significant moments of me developing my diaper fetish.

>>1786

That reminds me of something, though the memory is pretty vague.

>>around nine years old

>>summer

>>still incontinent, diapered 24/7 (as referenced by a bunch of memories above)

>>parents send me to some kind of weekend church camp

>>drop me off in the early morning, pick me up around noon

>>don't send extra diapers or anything (I guess they figure they'll just change me when they pick me up)

>>nervous, shy, etc

>>soak diaper

>>diaper leaks

>>try to conceal wet pants by untucking shirt

>>out of either politeness or stupidity, nobody seems to notice

>>later, during recess or something, see the teacher (probably just a church volunteer, more like it) changing a little girl's diaper on the playground

>>don't remember much about her except that she was "too old" for diapers but didn't seem shy about it yet, so I'm guessing she was 5-ish

>>watching along with the other kids

>>fascinated and embarrassed, etc

>>other kids make fun of her (behind her back) which makes me even more self-conscious

Not sure which day I saw the other kid getting changed (if it was the first or second day), but I definitely remember going home in wet pants both days. Also, kind of a side note:

>>kindergarten or first grade

>>parents take me to derpy church picnics pretty often

>>picnics are on the school playground

>>mom routinely takes me behind a tree and changes my diaper

>>remember the feel of the grass, looking around and seeing pine cones and tree roots, etc

>>at least once, a kid wanders up, sees what's happening, and laughs

>>embarrassed

>>"oh anon, nobody cares"

Don't remember who the kid was who spotted me. I do remember he was younger than I was, though, so I'm guessing I was saved by the fact that he was still too young and dumb to form sentences and tell everyone what he'd seen.

first memory of being in nappies was pre-school

>>probably age 5

>>had an accident on the minibus on the way back to the pre-school from a play

>>wasn't allowed to go outside to play and >>instead i was taken inside, washed my pants and shorts and put me in a nappy for the rest of the day

>>cant remember if i liked it or not but it was definitely the event that planted the seed in my head

>>next memory probably age 7 in primary school

>>wet my pants and was put in nappies for a few hours until the washed pants were dry

>>remember how comfy they were and how easy the entire thing was instead having to faff around with toilets

>>eventually made a friend with a girl in my age group and played together all the time, eventually started staying over at her mum's house for weekends or whenever the family went on holiday because i never wanted to go

>>first sleepover i find out she's a bedwetter and gets changed into nappies a few hours before bedtime after baths and changed right before bed if needed

>>shes super embarrassed and i jumped at the opportunity and offered to say so am i so i should wear some

>>highly doubt the mum bought it but she thought it was cute and obliged me

>>every-time i stayed over it was a weekend with the same routine where we had a bath and were both put into nappies right after being dried, drank juice and watched cartoons or films until we got changed before sleeping top and tail in her bed

>>constantly getting told off for staying up late way past that

>>couldn't wait for the next time i could stay over

>>eventually we lost contact because we went to different schools after primary school

>>wonder if she is adbl aswell

>>cut all the way to university

>>stressed to fuck, depressed to no end >>ended up starting to bed wet infrequently, >>decided fuck it lets go all the way

>>confided in my freinds that i'd lost the plot and become incontinent from stress

>>started wearing 24/7 except when i went to visit family

>>eventually had a bit of an existential crisis after nearly 8 years of 24/7 and slowly worked my way out of being basically dependent on them, into pullups and then out of them entirely

queue present day and i now own a house and am definitely gonna start wearing when im at home once i have the money to commit to it

I didn't want to hog the board but since things are slowing down, here are a couple more…

Age 7 or so

>>family trip to an uncle's ski lodge

>>still incontinent as fuck

>>the drive takes all day

>>five of us packed in a car

>>frequent stops for bathroom breaks

>>mom keeps my diapers in her purse but wants me to start changing myself when we're in public

>>shyly tell her I'm wet

>>"Here, anon."

>>tactlessly pulls diaper out of her purse and hands it to me in the parking lot, in front of everyone

>>blush, hide it under my shirt, head for the gas station restroom

>>occupied

>>stand there awkwardly

>>attendant (a grumpy old bastard) sees me acting suspicious and comes up, asks what I have under my shirt

>>can't remember if he makes me lift my shirt or I do it voluntarily, but he sees I have a diaper, says something about me being too old for that, and goes back to work

>>embarrassed, cry in the bathroom but don't tell my parents about it

>>later at the resort, dad tries to get me to go skiing but I'm nervous about changing clothes in the locker room, others seeing me in a diaper, so I stay in the room with my mom

>>for some reason, she goes back to changing me like a baby when everyone else is gone

>>at some point, I shyly confess that I prefer her changing my diapers (though I'm not sure how I phrased it)

>>she says something about how I'm getting too old for this and I need to start changing my own diapers

>>feelsbadman

Later, on the drive back…

>>stop at a rest stop

>>"Come on, anon. I'll change your diaper."

>>perk up, start to feel nervous, not sure why

>>takes me into the ladies room

>>multiple stalls, other women in there

>>feeling super-shy

>>realize I have to go

>>mom has me lie down in a stall, opens my diaper, etc.

>>start to pee a little

>>mom folds the diaper over my dick to soak it up

>>"anon, do you have to go potty?"

>>embarrassed, say no

>>for some reason, she believes me

>>she tapes a dry diaper on me

>>get back in the car

>>try to hold it, no such luck

>>spend the last 2 or 3 hours of the drive in a soaked diaper

>>2075

Age 11 or 12

>>taking a trip to the ski lodge again (another of many)

>>wearing pads and plastic pants now, but frankly still need diapers

>>mom keeps pads in her purse the way she used to keep diapers

>>hands me pads when I need them at gas stations, repeat of previous embarrassment, etc

>>keep thinking back to being in diapers and wishing I were in them again

>>later, playing by myself outside the lodge, in this little wooded area

>>sudden desire to be naked

>>don't know why but I took off my clothes and walked around for a while like a psycho

>>wasn't spotted or anything, but it felt weirdly thrilling just to be naked

Age 12 or 13

>>in the bathroom, looking at the package of thick pads my parents bought me

>>they're called double-doublers, show a big baby on the cover

>>instructions say they're supposed to be worn inside diapers

>>meanwhile, pulse quadruples every time I walk by a diaper aisle or overhear moms talking about changing diapers

>>feel like the whole universe is telling me I should be back in diapers, too

>>wtf, universe?!

Age 16

>>working at a crappy fast food place

>>two co-workers are older single moms

>>one starts talking about how her toddler recently started pulling on his diaper when he needs to be changed

>>big weird grin on her face

>>other mom talks about how she has to constantly check her daughter's diaper because she won't tell her when she's messy, only wet

>>swap tips on diaper cream, homemade remedies for diaper rash, etc

>>whybonerwhy

>be me 10yo

>mom goes back to work in the summer time, hires 14yo girl to watch me at her house during the day.

>14yo girl has little brother, 3yo (or so) still wearing diapers

>neighbor girl and I find ways to pass the time from day to day.

>2 weeks in she asks if I want to play house

>sure

>get told that I have to be the baby. “Ok”

>she asks if I want to wear a diaper. “Sure”

>lays me down and puts pampers on me.

Plastic with Barney on the front. Feels good.

>proceed to play baby

>she asks, don’t you want to try using the diapers? Tries hard and finally ends up Peeing in diaper as she watches. Feels really good. She asks if she can change me into a new diaper.

>throws diaper into little brother’s diaper genie. No one ever knows.

>everyday forward she would put a diaper on me and we would play house.

>week 3, asks to pretend breast feed me. I agree. Takes shirt off. Diamonds in my diaper. She enjoys this fact immensely.

>whole summer of diapers and caretaking.

>she tells me she has always felt the need to baby someone.

>school comes around, and it ends.

>they move at Christmas time. No idea where she ended up.

>me, major diaper fetish since

>>2085

Reminds me of something that happened to a female friend of mine. I don't think she has any particular fetish because of it (at least not that she shared), but she told me that when she was around 5 or 6, a high school girl was babysitting her and would force her to play house by nursing on her breasts. She said that's all that happened, i.e. "only" nursing and no other touching, but that it happened a bunch of times. She said she never told her parents and, looking back, just figured the babysitter was lonely/abused and this is how she acted out.

>>around 11 years old

>>still using Depends pads for mild bladder problems

>>drynites don't exist yet

>>going to spend a week with relatives in the middle of bumfuck, nowhere

>>mom doesn't pack enough pads, run out

>>local drugstore doesn't carry them

>>mom: "just use your aunt's menstrual pads, anon."

>>me: "gross, no way!" (or something like that)

>>mom: "okay, diapers then."

>>me: speechless

>>for some reason, tiny drugstore carries adult diapers but not pads

>>mom buys big-ass green diapers that I have to put on extra-tight

>>loud and crinkly

>>younger asshole cousins tease me (until ordered to stop)

>>simultaneously humiliated and turned on for some reason

>>try to use the toilet throughout the day and just wear the diapers in case of dribbling

>>one night, decide to soak them on purpose

>>feels amazing

>>come almost instantly

>>"Wtf?!"

>>luckily have a room to myself so some privacy

>>keep wetting throughout the trip, often while lying in bed

>>fetish born

(tried to get parents to buy me more diapers when we got back home but they refused)

>>also during stay, get seen wearing just a diaper a few times

>>once, a bratty cousin barges in while I'm still in bed and pulls back covers

>>literally the one time I didn't wear pajamas over my diaper

>>embarrassedasfuck.jpg

>>shitty cousin runs around screaming, "ANON'S WEARING A DIAPER!" until stopped/punished by parents

>>another time, I'm changing before bed

>>upstairs bathroom door lock doesn't work (white trash family in shitty house)

>>always stay up late so other cousins will already be asleep (i.e. no risk of them seeing me)

>>adults drinking downstairs

>>have wet diaper off, dry diaper half-on when I hear someone coming up the steps

>>me: "i'm in here!"

>>drunk aunt barges in anyway

>>me, eleven, with a gigantic diaper half-on

>>aunt says she's sorry but she's kinda laughing

>>can't decide if i'm humiliated, turned on, or both

>>kind of want to be seen in a diaper again but resist for the rest of the trip

>>notice aunt smiling a few times when i crinkle by, though it might be imagination

>>kind of leave my diaper sticking out of the back of my jeans one time

>>she tugs on it a little but pulls my shirt down to cover it

>>start to fantasize about being changed, nursed, etc

>>thanksbrain.jpg

(I'm sure my aunt wasn't actually flirting with me or anything. She was probably just trying to make light of it and be sympathetic in a dumbfuck way.)

>>also during trip, at one point go to a shitty kids' movie with family

>>wear extra long shirt to cover pants but still embarrassed going out with a diaper on

>>parents dumb and unsympathetic

>>later in theater, feels weird sitting in the dark in a diaper

>>get idea, start to wet a little on purpose

>>feels great but I stop, not quite ready to come next to my parents

not else very eventful happened but here's the last bit:

>>last day of visit

>>shitty cousins staying up later than usual

>>only been dribbling throughout the day but diaper is soaked by now

>>too nervous to change in upstairs bathroom with bratty cousins running around

>>try to play it cool and wait but can feel diaper starting to leak a little

>>consider quickly changing the diaper in an empty room but cousins keep following me, laughing/teasing me

>>pretend i'm not totally soaked

>>eventually, diaper is reaching critical mass

>>only other bathroom is downstairs, off the kitchen, where adults are drinking/visiting

>>kids have been told not to use that and stay upstairs (not sure if adults were doing drugs or what)

>>eventually slip downstairs with clean diaper under shirt, go into bathroom

>>hear dad make some kind of joke about kids being where they shouldn't be but that's it

>>inside bathroom, untape diaper as quietly as possible

>>put dry diaper on

>>red-faced as fuck when i come out, sure they heard the crinkling

>>aunt and mom smile at me but that's it

>>morning of departure

>>mom (loud and clueless as usual): "do you have a diaper on, anon?"

>>me: "um… yeah, mom."

>>a couple diapers left but leave them at my aunt and uncle's for some reason (which i later regret)

>>long drive home, wet a little

>>stop at a gas station at one point, i go in but wet in the diaper instead of on the toilet

>>almost come but feel guilty, take off wet diaper and just freeball it the rest of the way home

>>dribble a little but parents don't notice

>>start wetting pads on purpose sometimes

>>diaper fetish ever since

>10-11 years old

>still wearing diapers

>going on a trip to a lake with the school

>worried about being seen changing or not being able to do it at all

>luckily, the day goes on normally and somehow I don't soak my diaper

>before we go back they tell us we can go swim in the lake for a while

I knew this was coming, but I thought I would have time to prepare

>cannot go anywhere to take off my diaper

>cannot refuse to go in the lake because everyone is going and they might start asking questions

>anxious because I know that the diaper will absorb a lot of water and they will be able to see the outline through my swimsuit

>accept my fate and go in with the rest of the kids

>feel the diaper swelling up as it fills with water

>no one notices because I make sure the the water covers at least my bottom half at all times

>time to leave

>kids start coming out of the water and I do as well

>the diaper had increased a lot in size and the shape was perfectly visible through the swimsuit

>try to run to where my stuff is as fast as I can

>while this happens I feel extremely humiliated and embarrassed

>quickly change to a new diaper and dry clothes

>on the way back no one says anything about what happened, so I try to convince myself that no one saw anything

>>2172

This is pretty adorable honestly.

Are you a different anon from the 1 or 2 others who were totally incontinent in these threads?

>>2198

Thanks! I had a few posts about childhood stuff earlier but I didn't post this one because it seemed comparatively tame. My family didn't have much tact so stuff like this was very common when I was growing up. I also have tons of memories of public accidents when I was in pads, no diapers, but I rarely post about those since they were more traumatic and didn't directly involve actual diapers.

>>2201

So did you have full blown accidents frequently, or just occasional/constant dribbling? What causes that? (If you dont mind answering, I dont want to bring up memories that you would rather forget or anything).

What does something like this do to you mentally on a hour to hour basis growing up? Like were you just constantly in a state of worry/distress about having accidents? Was it constantly on your mind, or did you have times where you would just be a regular kid who was just sitting there playing with legos and not worrying about wetting yourself?

>>2205

No worries, I'm fine talking about it now, if anyone has questions. I just meant it might not exactly be sexy. Yeah, I pretty much lived in a constant state of anxiety. Messes you up pretty good. I had constant dribbling, but full-blown accidents were very common (to the point were going home in wet pants was more common than going home dry). Naturally, I would try to go to the bathroom as much as I could, but I would have a lot of trouble emptying my bladder. For example, plenty of times I would leave the bathroom and almost instantly have a bladder spasm that would cause me soak my pants, no matter how hard I tried not to. The cause was scoliosis and neurogenic bladder, though I think that was really just more of a catch-all explanation.

>>2219

Aww, that makes me just want to go back and give kid you a hug! Im glad you feel fine with it now though!

Not really Childhood Experience from my life, but I was part of one Childhood Experience tonight.

http://logs.omegle.com/8cb2cbfe19c0c673

A Feels Good kind of chat.

>>2275

Thanks! :)

>>2187

>>1365

Another little one, to keep the thread alive

>>around six years old

>>in kindergarten but on winter break

>>parents going out of town for a few days

>>staying with grandparents

>>grandpa retired, grandma still working

>>grandma helps me in the morning, changes me like a baby, etc, then goes to work at noon

>>left alone with grandpa until evening

>>he's kind of a dick but not too bad

>>instead of having me lie down like grandma does, he changes me standing up (feels weird bc I'm not used to it)

>>grandpa has a big old wood stove

>>always burns my diapers instead of throwing them away

Usually, they threw them away for me, but I definitely remember carrying my wet/messy diaper to the stove a few times, too (either during that stay or maybe just other times we were visiting or they were watching me).

I'd mostly forgotten that until I was a little older and there was a big family gathering with a couple little cousins in diapers, and yeah, Grandpa kept yelling at people for not throwing the diapers in the stove instead of the trash.

>>2297

Oops, sorry. Didn't mean to tag >>2187

>>2297

Another one, since I'm high as fuck

>>second grade

>>mostly changing my own diapers by now

>>definitely shy about my incontinence

>>still dribbling constantly

>>stay in wet diaper until I feel them start to leak

>>mom still sometimes changes me when she comes into my room in the morning

>>wake up to the aforementioned

>>mom notices I’m rashy as fuck

>>”anon, you need to change your diaper every time it’s wet!”

>>ok, if you say so

>>start changing my own diaper, like, every half hour or so

>>”anon, why are you wasting so many diapers?!”

>>”but mom…”

>>”ok, it’s fine, just stay in the same diaper until it’s wet.”

>>how wet?

>>”like it’s about to leak.”

Don't remember what I said after that, but at some point, she tried again to explain again how wet was wet enough. Eventually, we just went back to the old system: either I changed myself when I felt my diaper start to leak, or she’d notice that I smelled–to which she’d smile and say, “You’re peeling paint” and “go change your babboo” (her occasional pet word for diaper when she wanted to soften the blow, I think)

>>1678

Interesting that you wanted to wear them, even though you didn't remember potty training or have any experiences with diapers. What do you think sparked it?

>>1840

>>wet my pants and was put in nappies for a few hours until the washed pants were dry

Wow, you mean this happened at school?

>>every-time i stayed over it was a weekend with the same routine where we had a bath and were both put into nappies

How old were you then? I was bathed/diapered with cousins a few times, but I think that all stopped by the time I was 6 or 7.

>>2302

>Wow, you mean this happened at school?

primary school yeah, people in primary school are between ages 5 and 11, they have nappies in backrooms as a just in case scenario

>How old were you then? I was bathed/diapered with cousins a few times, but I think that all stopped by the time I was 6 or 7.

probably around the same age, 7 or 8 or so. this is going back over 20 years ago, nowadays ill bet parents wouldnt allow it

>>2310

>primary school yeah, people in primary school are between ages 5 and 11, they have nappies in backrooms as a just in case scenario

What? Ages 3-5 (although unlikely) it's somewhat believable because some kids may not be fully potty trained and accidents are much more frequent at that age, but for kids older than that I can't imagine it being a thing anywhere. Most parents would be against it and could even sue the school for putting children into diapers since that can incite bullying and teasing and be very traumatic for the kid.

>>2318

Ha, fair point. As a naive cynic, I assume most people are lying–but I also know from my own childhood experiences just how fucked up things can be (especially when you incorporate uneducated redneck parents), and I'd understand if people didn't believe a lot of what I've talked about either.

>>2310

>>nowadays ill bet parents wouldnt allow it

Yeah, things were very different back then. At least in my family, kids' diapers were often checked/changed by whatever adult (or older kid) happened to be nearby. I was changed without hesitation by a couple teachers, though they were older women from a previous generation that gave zero fucks. Back then, the thought of giving a kid privacy while you changed his diaper probably would have seemed ridiculous. To them, wiping a kid's bottom was like scrubbing a potato in the sink while you carry on a conversation. Hell, I remember being 7+ and my mom reusing the big boxes from my Pampers to deliver stuff to family/friends, hanging out my plastic pants on the clothesline right in front of everyone, etc.

i've just a couple of story where i pee my pants / see someone piss him/her self. Does it interest you folk?

>>2380

yes.

I have a few like that as well, may have told some of these in the past though.

In the first one, I would guess I was probably 3 or 4. Its a really fuzzy memory though. I remember standing in the hallway in our house and just peeing onto the carpet a little bit, then stopping, taking a few steps forward, peeing a little more, then repeating. I have no idea why I was doing this.

Second one: I was probably around the same age, and I was just playing out in our front yard/driveway and I had to go poop, and I remember thinking to myself "I just want to go in my pants this time" and so I just squatted down on the driveway and went. Not sure if I was wearing a diaper/pullups or not. (I was developmentally delayed in a lot of areas, didn't talk until I was 3, was late in potty training, etc)

I also remember another/several time(s) where I apparently had had an accident in my underwear (sometimes pee, sometimes poop) (I don't remember this happening, only the aftermath) and some of the time my mom would ask, kind of frustrated "Do we need to put you back in diapers?" and I remember always wanting to say yes, but I knew that I was supposed to say no, so I always did.

There was also a time in pre-school when I was 4 where I had had an accident during nap time and I remember crying and being taken by the hand by the teacher to the classroom to get my "big red bag" (which everyone had, they contained an extra set of cloths and probably other stuff for "just in case" kind of situations). I remember being upset, but also genuinly confused, because I didn't actually feel like I had had an accident. I dont remember being able to see or feel my pants being wet, and I dont remember feeling or smelling evidence of me pooping myself.

I have a lot of stories from early childhood to high school which I could share if theres interest

>>2405

I would be interested.

>>2408

>>2410

So for me, I've always been into diapers. I was late to potty train, not until age 3 or so and still had accidents after. I remember there being diapers in my grandma's because of my siblings, so I would sneak a diaper and try to put it on and she caught me the two times I tried it. It was so embarrassing. I must have been 4 or 5. Scolded me saying I was too old for it.

I remember in the 90s there being just tons of characters in diapers too, like on Nick or Cartoon Network, which only fueled it for me because I wanted to wear them. I think my early sexual experiences involved thinking about diapers. I recall my heart racing when I'd see one in the trash at a store bathroom. My mother says I had to go into every bathroom as a little boy, even if I didn't need to use them. One time, at my parents, I found a diaper in the trash and press it some, and the smell became more noticeable, which got me excited. I remember the excitement of not wanting to get caught by my family, and my heart racing. It was a sort of hyperfocus, just analyzing the tapes, the crinkling, the smell, etc. I so desperately wanted to wear one.

I have more as well I can type up later, but more school experiences.

Only semi-related but the other day, my cousin found some old childhood pictures and obliviously posted them on Facebook… including one where I'm sitting on my mom's lap, about 2 or 3, wearing a VERY wet diaper. Like, my PJs are bulging out and one whole pant leg is soaked.

>>2413

>> I think my early sexual experiences involved thinking about diapers. I recall my heart racing when I'd see one in the trash at a store bathroom.

Same here. As soon as I entered adolescence, even the sight of a diaper made me blush and feel really… funny.

>>2422

Yeah, and for me, smell played a big factor. If I smelled diapers and powder, I'd get blushy. Doubly so if they were dirty too. The few times I found dirty diapers as a kid, it was the sight and smell of them that got me excited. I would lean forward and smell them, put my face to them. I was a very weird child.

>>2424

Eh, only "weird" in terms of being unconventional to society. For your experiences/kidbrain, it made perfect sense. I was mostly embarrassed when I went to the bathroom in diapers but sometimes I remember filling up my diaper uncontrollably and really liking how it felt, and wondering why. But the brain doesn't give a shit (no pun intended) what society says you should like/dislike.

Just a little one to keep the thread alive (from the guy who had to stay in diapers for medical reasons and whose parents were kinda clueless). I don't remember this one super-well but a few times, I remember being in the bathtub with a diaper on. Specifically, I remember the feeling when the diaper filled up with water and swelled up, and my mom leaning over the tub and kinda laughing and poking at it. Not sure why I would have done this (maybe I had diarrhea and she was worried about me going potty in the bathtub?) but I remember at least once asking her if I could do it again, and her saying no because of how the stuffing leaked out and made a mess. I do remember having mini-flashbacks to this when I wore a diaper under my swim trunks into a hotel pool (probably around age 6 or 7), so I'm guessing that happened earlier around 4 or 5. I have other little flashes of memory related to that but I'm honestly not sure if those are real since they're so vague, though.

>>2428

I wonder how much of my diaper obsession is related to my autism. I have mild aspergers and I think something with sensory was triggered. Wanting to use every public bathroom I saw as a little boy was not typical lol

Not sure if this counts as a childhood experience, it's borderline adult, but when I was 17 I decided I wanted to become incontinent (had been obsessed with it since age 15). I had had continence issues when I was smaller, which I capitalised on (doctor didn't mind I had no medical record of incontinence, as I had two doctors for parents, which meant I had no personal GP). I read a lot of the doctors' manuals and position statements of the medical academies and was able to convince the doctor (it wasn't hard) I had an overactive bladder and nocturnal enuresis.

I wanted an official diagnosis so I didn't feel like a 'liar', which is weird of me but oh well. It's what I wanted, and as the dedicated weirdo I am, I succeeded 100%. Didn't even feel like an act after the first hour with the doc. Whenever I went, I had to be examined at the start, and as it went on I started to wear"the control's become worse". She didn't mind, it was treatment-resistant (for real, in most individuals with OAB 'from childhood', it can't be fixed at all). Feel like it was easier because it was still under 'childhood issues' even when I was 17. I'm now 20, still wear 24/7 for 'medical reasons'. Even was offered one when I went for a surgery a few weeks agoI suppose it must have been listed on the medical records. Am I a retard to have done this?

>>2440

Fuck, it shouldn't be purple. That's meant to be a hyphen, it's put it into HTML somehow. Now I am an actual retard.

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>>2440

Ha, no worries. Looking back, I really wish I'd done something like this, too. In my case, I really needed diapers, but my family downplayed the problem, causing me to pretend it wasn't a big deal, too (even though it was). Would have been great to be able to wear diapers openly. So you started wearing them regularly after that?

I had a friend growing up who had 2 younger brothers, one of them wet the bed. Somehow this came up in conversation and he told me that he had actually stopped for a while, but then he had asked his parents to wear pullups again because he was afraid of wetting the bed again, so they let him, and after a night or two he started waking up wet again. My friend told me he didnt understand it because he didnt start wetting the bed again until after he went back to wearing pullups. The kid was pretty young, so Im wondering if maybe it really was a "little kid brain suddenly feels afraid of something" deal. Alternatively, maybe he actually was waking up wet a few time before…

Hope we can get things going again. Seems like this thread happened six lifetimes ago.

Just a couple little ones, since it's been a while. I won't greentext, since they're more general. First is when I was 8 or 9. It was toward the end of when my parents changed my diapers. Naturally, being in Smalltown, Nowhere, they didn't have diapers for kids my age, so they were trying to fit me in the biggest Pampers at the store (I specifically remember the big gold box and how I always made sure it was hidden when my friends came over). Well, since the diapers were too small, my dad got in the habit of adding extra tapelike, that wide electrical tapeto each of the diaper tabs, nice and snug, plus one big long piece down the middle, front to back (I guess to keep the diaper from ripping in half, which I remember happening a few times). Didn't think much of it at the time, actually, but looking back, it definitely made the diapers even tighter and more crinkly. I also remember that it made it feel… different when I used them, I guess because they were practically skin-tight at that point.

Another little one, somewhere between age 6 and 8. My grandpa didn't change me often but when he did, he always did it with me standing up, and he usually screwed it up somehow. One time while he was watching me (grandma and parents out), he put half the diaper on backwards, i.e. it got twisted around while he was pulling it up between my legs but he didn't notice. I remember it felt… weird, but everyone thought it was hilarious when they got there.

>>2466

> One time while he was watching me (grandma and parents out), he put half the diaper on backwards, i.e. it got twisted around while he was pulling it up between my legs but he didn't notice.

That twist is one way to fold cloth diapers, so it's possible he got mixed up and didn't realize how to use a disposable.

>>2467

Yeah, could be. I remember him pushing it through and awkwardly pulling it up. Even as a kid, I could tell he didn't really know what he was doing. It's foggy as to whether or not I actually used the diaper. Obviously, a heavy wetting would have been a disaster. But I'm guessing I dribbled a little, which leaked (since the plastic was on the inside).

when i was around 8 i still had some huggies in a closet from my brother who was recently trained. My cousin came over to stay and found them. I joked with my cousin about how humiliating it would be to be pranked and wearing those diapers while asleep..at some point while i was sleeping,he put one on me and took pictures…secretely i enjoyed it but i kept telling him he shouldn't be doing this to me and congratulated him on a well done prank. everytime he stayed over after this, i always endedup diapered….even when the supply at my house was out, he found baby diapers from somewhere else and brought them. Before we went to sleep each night, he would pull out the diaper and say "you know you will end up in it by morning"..and i would say no i will not….but knew i would be