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I just turned 18 so I am finally allowed to post and play here! Here's my story:
 
When I was eleven I was having a really rough year. I was already behind in school, on the verge of failing, and then I got a really bad case of the flu. I was out sick for two weeks and got so far behind I didn't think I could catch up. I started getting so stressed out that I was having nightmares and wetting the bed, and then started having daytime accidents too.
 
My mom signed me up for daily tutoring, and also made me go see a shrink twice a week to help me relax. On the second or third visit the shrink asked me what I thought I needed to feel better. I had been thinking about it for a few weeks, and even though I was nervous I decided to tell her that I wish I could wear diapers so I wouldn't wet my pants anymore and would have one less thing to worry about. To my surprise she thought it was a good idea as it was something I could do to make my problems easier. I told her I didn't have the nerve to tell my Mom about it, so she said she would.
 
Near the end of the session my shrink went to the waiting room and asked my Mom to come in. I sat on the couch not looking at my Mom as the shrink told her "Jared feels things would be easier for him if you'd let him wear diapers until his wetting problems go away." They talked back and fourth for a few minutes and then Mom asked me, "You're sure about this?" Without looking up I nodded 'yes' and Mom said "Okay, we'll get some diapers on the way home."
 
We went straight to a hospital supply store and my Mom told the store worker - an old woman - what we needed. The woman walked us over to the aisle of the store with all the diapers and such and ripped open a clear bag. She pulled a white plastic diaper out of the bag and handed it to my Mom. My mom looked it over then handed it down to me. I felt the soft plastic and fluffy inside and handed it back to her. The woman then suggest we see if they fit me okay, and I stared up at her in horror, but she quickly laughed and said "Over your pants." to calm me down. Mom then knelt down in front of me and put the diaper on me. They had me turn around, and they checked the back. Deciding that they "fit just fine" Mom let me take the diaper off and the clerk rang up a case of the diapers. Mom stuffed the box in the back seat and we went home.
 
As soon as we got home Mom helped me put my first diaper on and showed me how to to do it myself though she said she'd change me if I want her too.
 
Well, I've been wearing diapers ever since (7 years now.) My mom changed me until I was fourteen, and then I started doing it myself. My wetting problems went away after a couple of months when I got caught up and started doing better in school. My mom never asked why I kept wearing them, just told me once to tell her if I want her to stop buying them. Recently we did talk about it again, and she told me that she knew that diapers were my security blanket and that she's fine with me continuing to wear them if I feel I need them. She told me everyone has things in their life that they use to feel okay with the world, and that diapers are mine. She also said that she'd rather I wear a diaper to unwind than take up drinking or smoking.
 

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