I was caught wearing baby sister's (1 year old) diaper and plastic pants when I was 8. My parents thought that embarrassing me would make me want to not do this again. They treated me exactly like my little sister for a week in the summer. They came to my room before bed one night and told me that if I wanted to be a baby I could be a baby for a week, but I could not stop being a baby and would be on the exact schedule as my sister, including diapers, baths, bedtimes, etc. I was led to my sisters room and mom picked me up and put me on the changing table, talking baby talk and saying that I was a good little baby boy and mommy loved her little baby, as she took my clothes off and put a diaper and plastic pants on me. They put a porta crib in their room and moved my sister in there for the week and had me in her room, in her crib. I was talked to like they talked to her in only baby talk and lost all big boy privileges. If I tried to talk regular they would say that they thought they heard a big boy talking but they only have two babies so it could not be. If I talked like a baby I would get a response. In the afternoons mom would take my sister and me out front and put us in the playpen and talk with neighbors. That is where I was humiliated most when kids in neighborhood would come by to see the big baby. After awhile they would get bored with me and go off and play. My family all knew and I can still remember my mom and aunt changing my diaper and my cousin or sisters diapers right next to me and talking like it was a normal thing and I was just another baby. I spent that week and some more time that summer as a one year old and a lot of it in just a diaper, plastic pants and t-shirt no matter where we were. I think this heavily reinforced my feelings about being babied.