How I started in diapers
I
was born and raised in southern California
with a sever foot deformity
I spent the first 10 years of my life in hospitals or at home
with both of my feet
and legs in casts or braces. At this time I could not walk by myself
or get to the bathroom by myself so I was kept diapered with cloth
diapers and rubber pants and was pulled around in a red wagon or
pushed around in a wheelchair by my parents or my older brother and
sister. Since I was in diapers I was never toilet trained and had to
go to special schools where they had facilities to change me and was
full of crippled kids.
In 1967 I finally had my last surgery and by 1968 I learned
to walk and was soon potty trained so I could now go to regular
schools with my brothers and sisters. In 1976 when I was 16 I had my
own car and started to remember how I liked diapers and when I seen
an ad in the sears catalog for Attends adult and youth disposable
diapers I drove to a town near me and ordered2 packages of
diapers. About a week later I got a notice in the mail that my
diapers had arrived so I drove like crazy to sears and picked them
up. When I got home I quickly stripped my cloths off and laid on my
bed and slipped a diaper under me. After fastening the tapes I stood
up and rubbed the front of my diaper till I came what seemed like
gallons then pissed my diaper full. I walked around in just my
diaper till it was time for my mom to get home then I removed the
wet diaper and hid it in the trash. Over the next few years I did
this many times then in 79 for my 19th birthday several
of my friends had scheduled a fishing trip and invited me along. I
had agreed to go along because they were known to always have beer
along their trips and I figured I could wear my diapers at night
after every one was asleep (story Gone fishing).
The
first night when everyone was asleep from drinking beer and fishing
I stripped down and put a diaper on then climbed into my sleeping
bag. The next mourning I slept late so the guys decided to dump me
from my sleeping bag into the lake. When I stood up in nothing but a
flooded diaper the guys started to make fun of me and call me the
camp baby. When the guys found my other diapers they decided since I
appeared to like to wear diapers that was all I could wear and when
one of the guys made a beer run he also bought more diapers. Over
the next few days I spent my time in just a tee shirt and my diapers
but also had been raped by all of the guys and since I sort of
enjoyed it I figured I was bi-sexual.
Later
that year I started to drive trucks and after I was married I
started to drive semi trucks across country and wearing diapers
while I drove without my wife knowing. In aug of 84 I fell from the
top of my truck and ended up paralyzed while I was in the hospital I
was told I would need to wear diapers 24/7 but the doctors
couldn’t figure out why I wasn’t up-set. While I was in the
hospital my wife had given birth to my second daughter and had told
the doctors that she couldn’t take care of me and the new baby. My
doctors decided to put me in a nursing home until my wife was able
to deal with me. They placed me into a nursing home only about a
mile from my house so my wife and kids could visit me every day.
While I was there the nurses used cloth diapers and
style yellow rubber bloomers. One day my wife asked if she could get
me plastic pants would the use them instead if the bloomers that
left marks on my legs and they told her they would. Two weeks later
my wife showed up with some Comco plastic pants for me and the
nurses after putting them on me at diaper changes they asked if she
could get me a few more pairs. After a few days my wife showed up
with 4 more pairs of Comco pants and some novelty pants in nursery
prints and the nurses thought they were really cute and used them at
night. Weeks later when the nurses were talking with us about my
discharge date the told my wife they miss the homes baby (I was the
youngest patient there by 20yrs and the had been referring to my
room as the neo-natal room. On the day I got out my wife showed up
with a blue onesie tee shirt and sweat pants. When the nurse asked
about it my wife told her it was to help conceal my diapers. The
nurses agreed that it was a very good idea and they would have to
check into them for their other patients
On
the way home I asked my wife about the baby stuff she told me she
had found a place called DPF and they had lots of adult diaper stuff
and she thought that since I had to wear diapers we might as well
make it fun. I agreed that that was ok as long as no one found out
then I told her about my love of diapers and my use of them while on
the road and she said it was no wonder I didn’t mind when the
doctor told me I would be in diapers the rest of my life. As she was
changing me into a dry disposable diaper and another pair of plastic
pants with bears on them I also told of my fishing trip years before
and I knew I was bi-sexual but did and would always love her. My
wife was sort of shocked and asked if I really enjoyed it and when o
told her yes she said that DPF also had little girl clothing and she
could dress me as a baby girl and when I agreed
to let her she hugged me. In 1988 I started to start to learn
to walk again and my wife started to invite some of her friends over
and their husbands as well as some of the guys who were on the
fishing trip years before and when they would come over she would
have me dressed as a baby girl and the would force me to service
them.
In
89 my wife left me and our 3 daughters due to my dislike of her drug
use I had met a few people and found I liked men better but soon I
moved to northern Nevada so my kids would hade better schools and
seasons as well as no gangs (schools down there were starting to
have real problems). The real problem was that there are no adult
babies around for me to play with so I only get to dress up once a
month when I get a motel in
Reno
Sissybabytimmy