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My diaper wearing started late in life long after I was
daytime potty trained at the age of three and a half.
Diapers came back into my life six years after loosing
my right to wear diapers during the day because of being
potty trained. My brother Timmy was bourn and I wanted
to wear them badly but mom was always there watching. I
knew they were too small for me anyway so I did not try.
Then when Timmy was bourn two years later Billy was
still wearing them at night and he was big for a three
year old. But I still was afraid to try them.
Now I had just had my twelfth birthday a few weeks ago I
was finely old enough to stay at home alone when mom was
out doing things or going to work for the day.
While mom was out of the
house going to work or other places my two brothers
Billy and Timmy had to go to daycare. Billy age five and
Timmy will be three soon had to go to daycare when mom
was at work. She didn’t want me to be responsible for
them it was hard enough for her she didn’t think I could
I was good at changing Timmy’s diapers and caring for
him and Billy. Billy needs diapers only when he sleeps
at naptime and at night. Mom just did not want to leave
me home alone with my brothers all day long. She knew I
was good at caring for them but not that good.
Even though Timmy was almost three he was still using
diapers fulltime Billy wore night diapers, I still wore
a nighttime Pull-ups not the expensive Good-Nites.
Diapers were a normal thing in our house and due to
mom’s rules every bed wetter had to wear protection.
Both my brothers still slept in their own crib because
mom said cribs were easier to keep clean. She would tell
me every morning when she woke me up I should be
sleeping in a crib too. She told me I still wet my bed
more times than both my brothers put together.
Mom would allow me to wear
Pull-ups to help me keep my big boy bed dry. Wearing
Pull-ups did help keep the smell in one place in the
diaper pail in my brother’s room. For the most part the
Pull-ups worked for me until last month when my Pull-ups
started leaking onto my sheets about half the time. If
they leaked I had to wash my own sheets, blanket, and
I did like wearing the Pull-ups because when they worked
I did not have to wash everything, every morning. I did
not want mom to find out how much I liked wearing my
glorified diaper wishing they were more like real baby
diapers. That was my secret I have really wanted to wear
real baby diapers again sense Billy was born. I was
seven then and afraid to try wearing them. I was always
afraid that mom would get mad if she caught me trying
one on. Then Billy started wearing size five and size
six diapers they were more my size. I knew that they
would fit me because my Pull-ups I wore at night were
for the same weight kid.
A year after Timmy was bourn
I learned how to change both of my brother’s diapers. I
could barely contain myself. The fear of getting caught
by mom stopped me for even thinking about trying one on.
I never wanted to chance getting caught by mom.
Wearing my Pull-ups would
have to do. I knew mom thought it was good that I wanted
to keep wearing my little boy underwear to sleep in. If
I wore Good-Nites I wore size small and they cost more
than toddler Pull-ups and they fit about the same way
just looked more like big boy underwear than toddler
Now that I was going to be home alone, things were going
to be different. I was going to have the whole house to
my self now. No going to school because it is out for
the summer. I was excited about what I could do when mom
and my brother were gone. I did not sleep very much that
first night. Morning came and my alarm woke me up the
same time as usual. I did not have to get dressed right
away so I pulled down my pajamas and tore my wet Pull-up
off. Then I just pulled my pajamas back up and went to
my brother’s room. I tossed my used Pull-up in my
brother’s diaper pail next to his crib.
Mom was coming in their room when I started waking up
Timmy. I knew he had a diaper full of poop and pee I
could smell it. This is his first messy night diaper in
many months but I was still used to messes in diapers.
Four years of changing both my brother’s diapers had me
immune to the smell.
I was not big enough to pick
my brothers up and put them on the changing table. I was
twelve but the size of a seven or eight year old. I wore
size 6 small underwear and pants and size 8 tee shirts.
I was 46” tall and weighed almost 45 pounds. Timmy
weighed 40 pounds and far too heavy for me to carry.
I asked mom to put him on the changing table so I could
change his poopy diaper. Mom strapped Timmy on the
changing table and I went to work on changing Timmy
while mom went back to helping Billy change out of his
dry night diaper. Mom only needed to supervise him while
he did most of the job sense he was dry again this
morning. She watched him pull the tapes off his dry
diaper and pull on his own big boy underwear. Mom told
him this makes nineteen dry nights for you Billy soon
you will be a big boy and not need those diapers. She
told him to put a star on his chart.
It was no big deal for me to me changing Timmy’s messy
diaper I have doing it all of Timmy’s life. I found that
Timmy had just messed a little this time no pee. By the
time I had Timmy wearing a clean dry diaper Billy was
finished dressing him self. Mom told me to take Billy to
eat breakfast while she helps Timmy. She started
removing his diaper for some reason as I left the room.
Billy and I were eating our cereal when mom and Timmy
came in the kitchen. Mom sat Timmy in his highchair and
put the tray in front of him. Mom told me Timmy did a
pee pee in the potty. We all ate our breakfast and when
everyone was finished mom told me my chores I needed to
do today. She told me to do the dishes and dump the
diaper pail that was my daily jobs every day.
She told me to be good and
not go anywhere stay in the yard. We lived out in the
country far away from other houses so there was no place
for me to go anyway. I watched them drive away down the
dusty country road.
I went back to the house and did then dishes and went to
my room to take a shower and get some clothes on. After
my shower dried off and started for my room. Then I
looked into my brother’s room. I saw the inviting
changing table calling me. I walked in their room naked
with all their diapers calling my name. My heart started
pounding as I picked up one of my brothers thirsty
looking diapers. Both my brothers wore size 6 diapers
and there were plenty of them all around the room.
I rubbed my hand over the thick diaper looking at it
thinking would it really fit me or not. Then my hands
started shaking. I did not know if I wanted to do this
or not. I have been dreaming about wearing them for
years. Now is my chance it was either I do it now or
never. I stepped up on the stool I use to stand on to do
Timmy’s diaper changes and put the diaper back on the
shelf over the changing table. Then I climbed all the
way onto the soft padded table. The plastic mat was cool
at first on my naked body but it quickly warmed up. I
thought I can still stop and not do it I lay there on
the changing table thinking.
Then I took a deep breath and
I grabbed the baby powder and powdered my crotch. Then I
quickly grabbed for the diaper from the shelf above me.
When I pulled on it and a pacifier fell into my face and
landed next to my shoulder.
Without thinking I picked it
up and placed the pacifier into my mouth Timmy has not
used a pacifier in months. Only if he or Billy cries
does mom make him take a pacifier. My hands were shaking
my heart was pounding. I was getting scared I almost got
off the table to forget about doing this. But sucking
the pacifier calmed me down enough to go through with
this. I had a diaper in my hand now so lifted my bottom
off the changing mat and slid the diaper in place under
My heart was still almost ready to jump out of my chest
as let my bottom all the way on the soft padding of the
thick diaper. My whole body was shaking as I pulled the
diaper snuggly up between my legs. I was instantly calm
and stopped shaking first thing I realized was these
diapers were about two or three times thicker than the
Pull-ups I have been wearing at night.
I was no longer nervous I had a diaper all the way
tapped on, I was happy now. I just lay there on the
changing table smiling and sucking the pacifier feeling
the thickness between my legs. I was in heaven finely my
dream has came true I was wearing my first diaper that I
could remember. I slowly got off the table and walked
around the house proud of myself for what I have finely
I went to the playroom
feeling like I was walking on air. I wanted to get
started playing. I did not know what to do first there
were so many things I wanted to play with. Things I
always wanted to do but was not aloud to even try with
someone around that would tease me or yell at me.
I was playing with some of
Timmy’s plastic trucks and cars when my morning need to
poop came. I was not sure I want to do this in my diaper
wetting was one thing pooping was a big thing. Timmy has
started using the potty for his poop most of the time
and pee some of the time. He would soon be potty trained
and Billy was getting his bedwetting under control so
the diapers would be gone in a few weeks or months.
Wearing a diaper is one thing but using it for poop was
quite another. I decided to hold it until I could not
hold it longer. Then I could go use the toilet like a
big boy, Timmy has started to come to someone and said
go poop. We would take him to his potty he would say
hurry me got to go. We would remove his diaper so he
could go poop in the potty sometime he did not make,
that’s why he needs diapers still. I think I will try it
to do it Timmy’s way and make it a last minute need.
I kept play thinking of what
it would feel like wetting in my diaper for the first
time. I have always been asleep when I wet and never
felt it getting wet. I felt wetting in the diaper was
different I did that thing nightly anyway it was no big
deal. It did not take long before my need to pee came to
I noticed the diaper first got warm giving me a
wonderful feeling I have never felt before. I had always
been asleep when this happened. This feels was a good to
me it was a pleasant surprise to me. A few minutes after
my initial wetting my diaper did not even feel damp. I
thought I had wet a very large amount of pee but when I
stuck my finger in my diaper to feel how wet I was my
diaper only felt damp. I was surprised that my diaper
did not even feel wet at all.
I was so excited I did not
know what to do next. I looked over at the playpen
thinking I could start playing in there. Before I did
that I went to the kitchen and fix a baby bottle for me
to drink because I was thirsty. When I returned to the
playroom I climbed into Timmy’s playpen. I wanted to
start sucking the bottle but I still had the pacifier in
my mouth so I removed it and started sucking the bottle.
When I finished I was still thirsty so I put my pacifier
back into my mouth and climbed out of the playpen to get
I ran to the kitchen and
filled the bottle with milk. I took it to my brother’s
room and climbed into Billy’s crib and lay down for a
I wanted to start sucking the bottle again but and found
my mouth was still occupied with the pacifier. I had to
fix this so I reached over to the dresser and grabbed a
pacifier keeper and snapped it to my tee shirt and put
the pacifier on the keeper. Now when I change to sucking
a bottle I would not loose track of my pacifier. I lay
down in the crib and replaced the pacifier with the
bottle and started sucking the bottle. I was asleep
within minutes because I had not gotten very little
sleep last night and I was tired.
I was awakened two hours
later with the very bad need and urgent need to poop. I
jumped up and started to get out of the crib. I was so
much in a hurry to get to the potty I was not
concentrating on my need to hold my poop. All I knew was
I needed to get to the toilet. When I raised my leg to
climb out of the crib poop came out of my butt quickly.
I could not stop it, it just jumped out.
I stood in the crib feeling poop sag into my wet diaper
as it fill my wet diaper. I could not stop my poop from
coming out. Now I know what Timmy was going through when
he needs to poop and why he sometimes don’t make it to
the potty and does it in his diaper. I really did not
want to do it but it happened anyway I was almost ready
to cry. I know now what Timmy goes through when he has
an accident. I will have to be more thoughtful to him
when he says he needs to go poop.
Now I had to climb over the
top rail and have poop smashed all over my butt big
time. I know from cleaning my brothers messy butts up I
was going to have a big job the way it feels moving
around in my diaper.
I stood for a few minutes with tears rolling down my
face. I wanted to tell mommy I didn’t mean to do it. But
mommy was not here. I grabbed the pacifier hanging on
its keeper and started sucking it hard. I was trying to
think of a way to get out of the crib without smashing
my poop all over my butt. I got tired of standing and
sat down smashing the poop between my legs and up my
back. It felt like I had ten pounds of poop in my wet
I knew I had to do the climb or stay here in Billy’s
crib until mom came home. She would help me get out and
change my wet and messy diaper. I carefully climbed over
the top of the crib rail smashing the poop big time. I
carefully waddled to my bathroom trying not the smash
the poop any more than I already have.
I stepped into the bathtub
and removed the messy diaper to find it far less messy
than Timmy’s small messes were. I thought I would need a
shower again to get the big mess cleaned up. To my
surprise it took just a couple of baby wipes and I was
I happily rolled up the wet
and messy diaper with the wipes and took them proudly
back to my brother’s room and dropped them into the
pail. I climbed onto the changing table and quickly put
a clean dry diaper on lying on the changing table.
When I finished taping my diaper on I lay there on the
table thinking to myself that messing in a diaper was
not half as bad as I thought it would be. Messy diapers
would be fun to do if I needed to do them. I climbed off
the table and grabbed the bottle from the crib and
waddled to the kitchen where washed it out. I refilled
it and got a hotdog and put it in the microwave. I fixed
some soup. Then I pulled the highchair next to the
counter where my food was sitting. I cup climbed into
the highchair fastened the seat belt pulled the tray in
front of me. I put my food on the tray and began to eat
my lunch sitting in the highchair. This was cool I did
not need to get up and get anything because everything
was in front of me.
I was halfway finished eating when I needed to pee again
without thinking I let it out into my diaper. Wearing a
diaper has its advantages I thought no more running to
the potty every time in need to go. My diaper got a nice
warm feeling again as I smiled. My first day home alone
I used two diapers wetting in both and pooping in one. I
know that I could have fun the rest of the summer
playing like a baby.
I cleaned up my lunch dishes including my bottle. Then I
played for another three hours wetting two more times in
the same diaper before I changed into my big boy
underwear. After I was dressed in big boy clothes I
emptied the diaper pail like mom told me to do. I went
around the house making sure everything was back in its
When mom and my brothers came home they did not know
what I did all day. Mom asked me what I did all day I
told her I played outside a little and some with the
Lego’s just what ever I could find. Mom told me the
house looks good and I did everything she told me to do.
She told me tomorrow I would have to cut the grass and
keep the house clean like it is now.
The next morning when I woke up I left my wet Pull-up on
while I did my morning chores changing Timmy and
cleaning the kitchen. When mom and my brothers left the
house I ran to their room and changed my wet Pull-up for
my dry diaper. I put on a tee shirt that hid half of my
diaper. I put on my shoes then went outside and started
cutting the grass wearing a tee shirt, diaper and shoes.
I live at the end of a dead end dirt road so no could
get here without me hearing them first. That way I could
run to the house and no one would be seeing me wearing
While I cut the grass I wet and messed my diaper. By the
time I was finished cutting all the grass I was thirsty.
It took me less than an hour to do the grass. I walked
into the house to get a bottle to drink then I realize I
was still sucking the pacifier. I had to be careful
sucking the pacifier so much has become a habit. I did
not want to get caught doing a baby thing like that but
it was relaxing. I removed my shoes and was dressed in
my diaper ready for playtime. I got my bottle ready and
I was off to the playroom.
First thing I saw was the spring horse and decided to
ride him for the first time in years. Mom always said
that it was for babies not big boys. I sat down sucking
my bottle then realized I had forgotten to change my
messy diaper. Poop smashed all over the place in my
diaper. The poop felt real good as I continued to ride
him sucking my bottle feeling the poop smash with every
bounce. It felt real good not what I had thought it
would be like. About a half hour of bouncing I was
sucking a dry bottle and smelling the poop badly.
I looked down to check my
diaper to find poop leaking all over the place. So I
climbed off the horse and waddled to the bathroom to
remove my leaking diaper. I was standing in the tub as I
untapped the mess. I rolled the mess up like mom would
do and put it in one of the little bags mom kept in the
bathroom for this reason. Timmy used to have lots of
very messy diapers. Mom had things set up for his messes
she would always change his leaking diapers while he
stood in the tub. She could use the shower wand to clean
his bottom and dry him. Then she would take him to the
changing table for a new diaper on him.
I took a quick shower dried
my self off and went to the changing table. I powdered
my crotch and grabbed a diaper I had it in place in
seconds. I was getting good at changing my own diaper. I
was now wearing a clean dry diaper again ready to play
in less than ten minutes.
I stared to play but I still
smelled poop in the playroom. I had to find out where it
was coming from. I looked at the horse there was poop on
the seat and on the floor I had to go clean up the horse
and floor where my diaper leaked.
I had to clean up the horse
and floor even a trail of poop drops from the horse to
the bathroom needed cleaned up before I could go back to
playing. When I finished that clean up I washed my hands
and was feeling hungry I had to eat lunch first. I went
to the kitchen and fixed my lunch and ate in the
highchair like I did yesterday except this time I was
wearing a bib that was on the tray left from Timmy’s
I was eating a peanut butter
and jelly sandwich and chicken noodle soup. I thought I
was eating neatly until I got out of the highchair. I
started to leave the kitchen and realize I was still
wearing the bib. I removed the bib to see jelly and a
noodle on it. I looked at the tray it to had jelly and
soup on it. I must be a messy eater with this much mess.
I cleaned up the mess grabbed my pacifier and went to
play. I put the bib in the washer along with my bed
sheets and stared it.
As I walked down the hallway
I felt my diaper sagging but I don’t remember wetting in
it. I checked my diaper to see if I really did wet my
diaper. I was surprised when I found it was really wet.
I really didn’t care it was just one of those things
that happens I must have just forgotten that I did wet
it anyway. There was nothing to it I thought.
I started play with the
toddler toys having more fun than I can remember. I was
playing with my brothers Thomas train set for what I
thought was a short time. I looked up to see I had less
than an hour to get cleaned up because mom would be
home. I ran to the changing table and removed a bloated
diaper and put it in the diaper pail ran to take a quick
shower and got dressed in record time. I ran around the
house checking the house make sure there was nothing out
of place. I emptied the diaper pail so mom would not see
the extra diapers that I used.
When I finished my mom and
brothers walked in the house. I was lucky everything was
in its proper place. I was getting a drink of water and
mom smiled and asked me how my day was. She asked me
what I did all day long. I told her just played with the
Lego’s and Knex. I played some Xbox games just hung
By the third day I was
wetting the diapers I was wearing even more without
realizing I was wetting it happened every hour. I was
not too worried because I have not wet my pants by
accident in front of mom in years. I knew I could
control myself well enough to prevent a baby thing like
that from happening in front of my family. Timmy was
starting to use only one or two diapers a day. He has
not poop in his daytime diaper in over a month mom told
me she was proud of her big boy Timmy.
Friday came and I had the
best time so far I wet five diapers and messed in one. I
used four daytime diapers. I did not care because mom
had just bought two more large bags of size 6 diapers
Huggies. There were more than 150 diapers in the house.
I could not figure out why she has bought so many
diapers because Timmy was almost potty trained and Billy
has almost stopped wetting his bed.
I never gave it another
though as I changed out of my diapers into my big boy
underwear and emptied the diaper pail, just in time. Mom
and my brothers walk in the house and I was playing Call
That was a close call I
almost got caught. Mom had started a new rule last week
about pants wetting accidents. If you wet your pants you
will wear a diaper for the rest of the day and the
following day too. That was because Billy had a lot of
pants wetting accidents last week and Timmy was starting
to get potty trained. Billy stopped wetting his pants
from that point on so she did not have to put him back
in diapers yet. She kept saying pants wetter’s need to
be diapered no matter what. That help Timmy try even
harder to get big boy underwear.
Mom had dinner ready about a
half hour later while my brothers and I played. I was
showing my brothers how to do things something I had
never done before. They were learning and I was teaching
we were having fun. Mom was pleasantly surprised when
she walked in to tell us it was time to eat. She noticed
right away that Billy had wet his pants. She grabbed his
hand and led him to the changing table. I could see from
the playroom the changing table she gave Billy three
hard spanks. She told him he knows the rule and he still
wet his pants. She started to get him cleaned up.
First she removed his wet
clothes wiped him off with a baby wipe and powdered him
before she diapered him. When she was finished she
carried him to the kitchen and sat him in Timmy’s
highchair. She sat Timmy in Billy’s booster seat. Mom
told Billy this is what happens to pants wetting babies.
We ate our dinner Billy had
to eat baby food wearing a bib. I sort of wanted to
trade places with him but was afraid to say so. Billy
was too slow eating so mom started feeding him. Billy
was whimpering constantly getting fed by mom.
When dinner was finished mom
told Billy and Timmy it was potty time and took them to
the potty. Timmy used the potty and returned to the
playroom wearing Pull-ups. Billy returned wearing his
diapers crying sucking a pacifier.
Billy and I were playing for
an hour when mom had entered the room she wanted to
check my brothers pants. She was still mad at Billy she
had him stand up and gave him three spanks and told him
HE KNOWS THE RULES. She removed his wet diaper and
cleaned him up she placed him on the changing table and
slowly diapered him snuggly.
When she came leading Billy
back in where we were playing to tell us Billy is a
diaper real baby now. She checked walked over to Timmy’s
and checked his Pull-up to find it dry and asked him if
he needed the potty, he said. NO! But when she looked
over at me she got a puzzled look on her face.
Then she smiled and ordered
me to stand up. I then realized I had a damp place on my
pants. Mom led me to the changing table just like she
did Billy. She removed my wet pants and then sniffed
them. She yelled this is pee then she spanked my bare
bottom three times hard. Billy had his clothes on the
first time and a thick diaper on the last time when he
got his spanks. I complained Billy was dressed when he
got spanked as tears rolled down my face. She told me I
knew better than to do such a baby thing. She yelled
that I was twelve NOT TWO. She told me Timmy is going to
be wearing underwear before I would be if I keep this
She told me the new rules
about wetting my pants and they apply to me too. She
thought I was far too old for the need to be in potty
trained. She asked me why did I wet my pants it looks
like I did need to be potty trained anyway. She said I
was the only one that has not had a dry night in more
than five years. She said my bed wetting has not been
improving. While she worked at getting me ready for
diapering. She told me no matter how old I was diapers
would be my punishment.
Mom quickly lifted me onto
changing table where she said she hopes that these baby
diapers will fit such a big boy like me. I knew that
they would because I have been wearing them for a week
and I started to cry. I did not want my brothers to see
me wearing diapers. Mom told me Billy and Timmy doesn’t
cry like a baby so she put a pacifier into my mouth.
I wanted to explain to mom it
was an accident I did not mean to do it. But she held
the pacifier to my mouth until I accepted it into my
mouth and started sucking. She told me I better keep it
there until she tells me I can remove it. Mom continued
talking saying she just diapered Billy for this very
reason you are no different just a little older.
I was sucking the pacifier
while mom was diapering me telling me my punishment.
Having mom diaper me was not like me diapering myself.
When I diapered myself I had total control of it, it was
my choice. But having mom diaper me is her choice I had
no control. I could not say no stop I don’t want the
diaper mom was in control as she snuggly diapered me.
When mom released the chest strap she lifted me off the
changing table and stood me on the floor she told me to
go play with my brothers like a good baby.
I waddled to where Billy and
I were playing wearing a diaper sucking a pacifier. I
looked just like Billy did when he walked in a few
minutes ago in size and now dressed the same way. Billy
gave me a big smile but not much else. There were no
giggles or talking. He knew why I was wearing a diaper
like he was so he did not say a word. We played silently
with me the only one in the room sucking a pacifier now
because mom had removed Billy’s pacifier.
We played for two more hours
then mom came in the room to take my brothers to give
them their baths. Forty minutes later mom had finished
bathing my brother and was coming for me it was just
8:00. I told mom it was too early for my bedtime bath.
Mom gave me that look and said. “NOW.” I got up and felt
my diaper sag and I knew I was in trouble. Mom had the
bath water ready for me and started removing my wet
diaper without saying a work about its condition.
Mom treated us all the same
we were taken to the potty every hour and making us pee
in the potty. Billy got his big boy pants Saturday night
and was a big boy for the rest of the weekend. I was
aloud too played with my brothers getting taken to the
potty every hour to pee with Timmy.
Sunday night mom started
explaining the rules I would be following tomorrow while
here at home alone. She told me I was not aloud out of
the house unless I want to go out wearing just diapers.
She told me she has removed all my clothes and all my
brother’s clothes from the house that I could wear. She
had 7 diapers with numbers on them. She explained that I
will start with wearing number 1 tonight in the morning
she will changed me into number 2 when I wake up.
She told me she has a wetting
sensor in the diapers numbered two through seven. The
buzzer will record the time of my wetting to the
computer locked in her room. She told me I would have to
go to the changing table and deactivate the buzzing
diaper by pulling off the taps on it. Then I had to
activate the next one within fifteen minutes by taping
the next numbered one on. She showed me the web cams all
over the house and explained she has been watching me
sense school let out. There are cameras all around the
house so you can not hide they will stay on all day
long. That way I can keep an eye on you.
I was in big trouble now mom
knows everything I have been doing all day long. Mom led
me to the changing table and quickly changed my
diapered. My brothers were sound asleep and did not see
me getting a diaper change. With my diaper snuggly in
place mom led me to my room and tucked me in for the
I woke up the next morning
feeling dry thinking I had not wet I got out of bed with
a big smile on my face. Only to realize I was wearing a
wet diaper not a dry Pull-up.
Mom came into my room as I
realize what I was wearing she quickly led me to the
changing table. I now remember what mom had told me I
had to do. Billy and Timmy were already eating breakfast
in the kitchen and they did not see me getting another
diaper change, I was happy about that.
Mom lifted me off the
changing table and told me to go to the kitchen and eat
breakfast. I asked for some clothes but mom just gave me
that stare. I waddled down the hall into the kitchen. My
brothers did not say a word about me wearing diapers
like they were wearing. Diaper wearing was normal in my
house but not for me.
Now I have my own trouble at
home with mom keeping an eye on me with this web cam
thing. When they left I went to look to see if mom
really has taken all the clothes that I could wear. An
hour of looking and not finding anything to wear my
diaper started to buzz loudly. I was in trouble had wet
my diaper so soon. Now I would have to go change my
diaper right away or mom would be mad. I hoped she was
not watching wile I changed my diaper on the changing
table. It took me just three minutes to change my wet
diaper because I did not want to be in front of the
camera for very long.
When I finished my change I
went to play with the toys in the playroom because there
was nothing else for me to do. I tried to play but being
in diapers with mom knowing everything that I was doing
in them was shameful for me. I went and lay down in the
playpen because it was the only padded thing away from
where the camera could see me it was a good blind spot.
I fell asleep but was
awakened by buzzing I jumped up to the noise. Then I
realized I had an urgent need to poop very badly. I
quickly climbed over the playpen rail. On the way over
the rail I filled my wet diaper with a load of poop that
I could not stop. Now what am I going to do mom will
know I wet my diaper during a nap and pooped in my
diaper too. I know the punishment for pooping in your
pants was a full week in diapers with no bathroom
privileges. Mom always said babies that poop in their
diaper don’t need the potty anyway so the potty was off
limits to all babies. She told Billy the same thing six
months ago when he pooped his underpants by accident.
She told him real big boys use the potty not their
She punished him with a week
in diapers saying it was OK for babies to poop in
diapers. After going to daycare for a week wearing and
using diapers. He told me he would die before he put
poop in his pants again.
When mom came home she was
very mad at me. She told me it was bad when Billy did
that. Remember what he had to do for doing it very
thing. She yelled at me saying I was supposed to be a
big boy not a little baby that needs potty training.
Billy knows better sense he went through his punishment.
It looks like it is your turn now. She said. Billy
passed his potty test today so he has his big boy pants
She told me I will have to go
to daycare and be in Timmy’s baby toddler class for a
week of my diaper punishment. She told me I would stay
there until I could prove to them I was a big boy not a
diaper boy. She told me all my big boy clothes are gone
she dropped them in the Goodwill box on the way home.
She told me that Timmy is going to start fulltime potty
training tomorrow. He will be using my old bedwetting
Pull-ups. She told me potty training usually takes about
four days for slow learners or one day for quick
learners. So Timmy will be out of diapers before you
Donny. Billy will wear the Pull-ups at night until he is
dry for three weeks just like Billy did when he got out
of his night protection last night.
I asked what about me when
can I get out of my diaper punishment. Mom said I had to
finish my week of punishment before I start potty
training from the beginning.
Mom told me to climb in the
highchair so I could eat my diner while she cleans up
the nursery and get tit ready for me. I ate the baby
food she had warmed up for me.
I heard a lot of banging and
clanging while I ate my meal of nasty baby food. When I
finished mom let me out of the highchair and led me to
the nursery and said this is you new room Donny it is
all yours. There was a crib, changing table and the
playpen from the playroom. She told me sense I did the
ultimate baby thing a real baby can do today I should be
treated just like a real baby. I asked mom. What does
she mean? She told when she saw me changing my poopy wet
diaper like I have done it before that sealed my
She told me that Timmy has
only pooped in one diaper in the last month. That was
the one that I changed a few days ago. She told me he
always asked to use the potty to poop. Timmy is even
starting to stay dry at most of the day and nighttime.
She asked me how many times Timmy has he been dry in the
morning this month.
It looks like in few days
even Timmy will be a big boy during the day not a diaper
boy like you are Donny. The daycare has requested that
he start wear cloth training pants tomorrow.
I tried to tell her I was
only playing around I did not need diapers. She asked me
if I knew when the last time Billy wet his bed more than
twice in the same week. I said. No. Mom said it has been
at least six months. She told me she asked Timmy why he
pooped in his diapers at night he said he could not get
out of the crib. That he had too to do it in his diaper.
He said that he always wakes up and pees in his diaper
because he can not get out of his crib.
Now that he has a big boy bed
he can get up and pee in the potty like a big boy he
will no longer have to use a diaper. Even Billy said he
would not pee his night diaper if he gets a big boy bed.
He said if he could get up and go to the bathroom it
would be easier that diapers. I asked mom what about
making me sleeping in a crib. That would make it hard
for me to get up and go o the bathroom too. Mom asked
when was the last time I woke up to go pee in the potty.
I answered I did not know. She said maybe wearing my
Pull-ups made it easier to just pee in them and not
bother to getting up like a big boy should.
I had to think if she was
right. Mom said. If I did it on purpose I will need to
learn a lesson and wear diapers. She told me if I peed
in my sleep without knowing I was doing it I still need
diapers. No matter witch way I need diapers right. I
hung my head knowing the answer was diapers for me. I
said but the crib is for babies and what about school?
Mom said. Until I could prove to her I really want out
of diapers I would be wearing some sort of diapers
fulltime. At school I could wear Pull-ups until I had
six weeks of staying dry at school. The school told me
you would no longer have special potty times.
It was up to me to try harder
to keep my diapers clean and dry so I could get my
underwear back. It was my choice now. She said.
Mom dressed me in one of
Billy’s old playsuits that was too big for him. We went
to our medical supply store that we owned. My dad got
killed in a robbery three years ago and mom runs the
store now. She knows all about diapers for babies to
adults. When we got in the store I found out what mom
had in mind.
She stacked three dozen
triple thick cloth toddler diapers on the counter. Then
she went back to toddler area sense I was small enough
below the waist to wear toddler size. Mom bought a dozen
pairs of plastic pants. My eyes were starting to tear
was she bought big diaper pins too. I knew what was
going to happen when I got home.
The minute we got home mom
started the washer with half the thick diapers in it.
When we got back home my
checked my diaper while I sucked on a bottle she had
given me. She announced Donny’s got another wet diaper.
She asked Timmy if he wanted to go pee in the potty like
a big boy. Timmy smiled and said OK. When Timmy returned
he was wearing a pair of big boy underwear saying me a
big boy now.
By the time I had finished my
bottle mom had put the cloth diapers in the drier. She
released me and led me to get a diaper change. I wanted
to fight her but what would I wear were would I run. I
let her change my bloated heavy diaper. When she
finished I did not want to do very much so I waddled to
the playroom and sat down thinking of something I could
do to get out of my predicament.
By bedtime mom had my cloth
diapers folded on the changing table ready for me. Mom
came to the playroom grabbed my hand and led me forcibly
to a waiting bath. I was withdrawn to what she was doing
to me I just let it happen. I don’t remember my bath
that night. Then she led me to my first cloth diaper in
my life it was folded and waiting on the changing table.
Mom quickly lifted me onto the soft cloth diaper and
with speed had it pinned out in seconds. Things were
happening too fast as the plastic pants were pulled over
the bulk of the thickest diaper I had ever felt.
The diaper felt a foot thick
but weight almost nothing. The plastic pants were smooth
and neat feeling. I did not get a chance to see my new
style underwear when mom had a new style tee shirt over
my head and snapped closed in my crotch. I was in the
crib and the lights were now off. I was worn out by
everything mom had just done to me. I wanted to get up
and climb out of this crib and run away but where could
a very small twelve year old run to.
I closed my eyes and wanted
to just go to sleep and forget about things. I felt the
nipple of a bottle pressing into my mouth. I slowly open
my mouth and started sucking. I opened my eyes slightly
to see it was Timmy giving me my bottle. I was too late
to refuse it now so I continued to suck. I didn’t
remember anything until the next morning when mom had me
on the changing table changing a very wet cloth diaper.
I was on my back mom was pulling off my plastic pants
then I felt I cool air hit my wet skin. Mom said. DONNY
you must have wet all not long to get this diaper as wet
as it is.
She removed the pins and
pulled the wet diaper from under me. I heard it hit the
bottom of the empty diaper pail with a loud thud. I
heard Timmy giggle he was watching mom do my diaper
change. Mom had me in a dry cloth diaper and plastic
pants in seconds. I was carried to the highchair and fed
more baby food my third baby food meal. Before I knew it
we were on our way out the front door to daycare.
Mom unstrapped me from
Timmy’s car seat and grabbed the big diaper bag from
behind my seat. I wanted to hide from my old friends
that I saw walking down the sidewalks in town. Even
though I was walking in the open they must not have
recognized me. On the walk to the front door of daycare
I walked by me best friend and he did not even know it
was me. He was eleven and still went to daycare in the
older kids’ class. I was led to the front door wearing a
snap crotched tee shirt with plastic pants showing at
the leg holes. I felt the need to fart so I let a big
one out to find it was not a fart it was a sticky load
of poop. I tried to not let anyone know and ran to start
playing with Timmy while Billy went to his class.
Nobody knew that I had just
messed my diaper I wanted to keep it that way. I was
playing with another diapered boy when one of the
caretakers walked over sniffing the air. She looked at
me and asked if I have poopy in my diaper. I tried to
play like I did not. She grabbed my hand and had me
standing she turned me around and pulled the back of my
plastic pants and looked down. She announced she found
the poopy one its little Donny here.
I was ashamed of what I had
done but it was a true accident I thought it was a fart
but how could I tell the caretaker it was an accident. I
was wearing a diaper for a reason. I found myself on my
back sucking a pacifier getting my first diaper changed
at daycare sense I was here eight years ago.
Things were coming back to me
now I do remember doing this. I was laying there
thinking of what I could play with when I got off the
table then I felt the cool air again meaning I must have
wet my diaper too. I just sucked my pacifier while my
diaper was changed. I heard that thud again and the dry
cloth being pinned in place followed by my new plastic
pants. I was back on the play mat where the other little
boy never moved. Bottles and sippy cups were passed out
I received a bottle most kids got a sippy cup.
By lunchtime I had wet again
but I don’t remember the wetting. My diaper was changed
before I was seated in a highchair for lunchtime where I
ate more baby food. I had another bottle before it was
naptime. My lunch was quickly followed by my naptime in
a crib with only three boys in their own crib the rest
of the boys had a sleeping mat to sleep on.
I sucked a bottle feeling
another fart knowing it was more likely poop not a fart.
I still let it out. Soon I was asleep wearing a wet
messy diaper. I quickly found out that I was the only
poopy boy in this class.
TO Be Continued.
By the end of my first day
back in daycare wearing cloth diapers was not at all
like I thought it would be. Wetting cloth diapers was a
lot different then wetting in disposable diapers. When I
wet in my cloth diaper I felt it immediately but the
second wetting I never felt. Messing in my diaper was
too quick because of the thickness I could not hold my
butt closed enough to stop it.
When mom came to take us home
they told her I use as many diapers as a one year old
does. I was not even close to being ready to be potty
trained. They gave mom Timmy’s potty report card and my
potty report card. Timmy’s card had all stars mine had
diaper change count of eight. They told mom they passed
Billy an hour after he got here so he went back in his
They said if Timmy is as good
tomorrow as he was today he will be passed to big boy
underwear. After a week in big boy underwear he will go
to preschool class.
They told mom that I was too
immature at using the potty that I need to work on
holding my potty needs. They told my mom the doctor is
right my problem is my bladder size. They told her I
don’t try to hold it very long that I just pee whenever
I need to. I heard them talking like I was not there I
want to add my feelings but I was too ashamed of my
soaking wet diaper.
Mom looked down on me saying
looks like he needs changed right now. She led me
waddling to the changing station and quickly changed my
diaper before she got Billy to go home.
Mom asked Timmy if he liked
being a big boy. Timmy said big boy pants are better
than baby pants like Donny’s. I wanted to yell at Timmy
but I was sucking my pacifier and it would have fallen
out of my mouth and Billy would just put it back in my
At home I wanted to go look
for my big boy clothes again but mom told me to stay in
the playpen or get a big bare bottom spanking. I stayed
in the playpen like mom told me thinking I have my dream
of wearing diapers coming true. The problem was I did
not want everyone to know I was diapered like a baby.
I suddenly felt the need to
pee so I wet my diaper feeling it get wet and warm that
made it feel good but the feeling did not last that long
before Billy called out to mom that Donny just wet his
diaper. Mom came in the room picked me up and took me
for a diaper change on the changing table. When she
finished she carried me to the highchair and started to
feed me MORE baby food. Before I finished my meal I had
to fart again meaning more poop in my diaper.
I needed another diaper
change after I ate my meal. That makes four times I have
pooped my new cloth diapers. Mom cleaned me up and
started a washer load of my new diapers. I was playing
in the playpen wearing clean dry diapers while my
brothers ate their dinner. I wanted to sneak out of the
playpen but mom would get very mad so I started to play
with Timmy’s baby toys.
When my brothers were
finished eating mom changed my diaper to find that I had
already wet it so again I was changed making it three
diaper changes sense we got home from daycare. Mom told
me daycare is right you are like a one year old when it
comes to potting in your diaper.
I told her it was her fault I
am not aloud to go potty so I use my diaper. Mom told me
most babies over a year old can hold their pee more than
an hour. She said they only poop one or two time a day
too. Not every time they eat. I felt belittled as she
started telling me what I need to be doing. I told her
just let me have my big boy stuff back and I could show
her I could do it.
Mom told me I could wear a
pair of Billy’s training pants until bedtime. But if I
wet them I will go back to diapers and finish my diaper
punishment. I was playing with Timmy and Billy when all
the sudden my pants started getting warm. Then it was
too late I had fully wet my pants and Timmy and Billy
were telling mom.
I started crying while mom
diapered me and had me in my crib for the night. Mom
shoved a bottle nipple into my mouth and held it there
until I stared sucking. I sucked the good tasting bottle
trying to think of a way out of my dream come true. But
sense I was not getting teased or tortured and I was
having fun play with the toys I always wanted to play
with. I decided to keep going on with what me mom wanted
me to do.
Then next morning I was
awakened by mom changing my wet and messy diaper. I had
pooped in my sleep maybe I was going to far doing this.
Mom saw me whimpering feeling upset about it and told me
it was OK accidents happen.
I was feeling good by the
time I was being fed breakfast. Then we were on our way
to daycare and poop came out filling the car with the
smell of a poopy baby. Timmy said. DONNY POOPED AGAIN.
Billy and mom giggled saying we know we can smell. But I
could not smell what they smelled.
By the end of the week one of
the caretakers started changing my diaper and told me to
just look at my nice white plastic pants they have poop
stains on them. That tells the world this baby still
poops in his diapers. Those stains will never wash out
you will be labeled a poopy baby for a very long time
I wanted to tell her I could
not stop it, it happens before I can stop it. I guess
that is why I am wearing diapers again. Mom must be
right putting me back in diapers.
At the end of summer Billy
was off the kindergarten I was going to go to ninth
grade except I was expelled for needing diapers. So I
was home schooled wearing diapers and changing my own
diapers when told to. The tutor was there only two hours
a day I did my home work and played the rest of the
I have the better of two
worlds now a baby’s world and a preteen’s world. Except
now I am a teenager needing to get socialized with kids
my own age. I wanted to be accepted by kids my age but I
like being a baby too. How can I tell mom that I don’t
need diapers when I have too many accidents in my
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