It, I think, has been used as punishment on far many more Abdl's than would care to admit it..I totally understand..this "may" be the place to talk about it fairly comfortably though...I hope so....:)

Yes I was punished and shamed for bed wetting by prolong nappy wearing having to sit in my wet cloth nappy and plastic pants at breakfast table and often had face rubbed in wet nappy

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Just curious.. about those of us that were punished for wetting the bed and or their pants or got caught stealing or sneaking and using baby diapers and or plastic pants covertly by this seemingly hidden urge, by having pissy diapers, plastic pants and or wet sheets rubbed in our faces or made to wear them for long periods of time when we were in our formidable years..as well as being ''put back into'' diapers and or plastic pants(most often "not'' nearly sufficient or thick enough to do their full job leading to wet and constantly smelly beds and rooms and smelling like pee more often than not) and or being teased and humiliated for being in the wet or messy Diapers, often that we were "made" to wear, using these punishments..even though, I can honestly say that I "Never" ever "tried" to wet the bed or my pants or diapers..It was something I just legitimately, couldn't control..just trying to find out what makes me tick and why I enjoy this so much..and continue to still, safely, when I can or when my wife suggests to me that, maybe I should just go ahead and "get in your Diapers" now, before the movie starts..:)

Memories like this are hard to hold on to sometimes. We end up experiencing them as kids, and we will always remember them, and sometimes we end up returning in our dreams to times when we feel or here something that we remember. Smells are the hardest thing, because sometimes it is very hard to duplicate the scents we smell. I'll never forget certain smells that I remember as a kid. One of these was my mother's chicken, or my mother's pork fried rice, or my moms ham or Turkey. Those bring back the most memories for me. Sometimes I get sad when I think of those types of things in my head, because probably I will never be able to experience these again unless somebody else prepares those type of things for me - there are also smells that remind me of certain individuals, or certain environments. When I was a kid I used to go to my grandmother's linen closet, open it up and take a sniff of her clean laundry. I would also go into my grandmother's laundry room and be able to smell clean white towels that she would have on the clothes bar. Don mistakable smell of something like bleach or whatever she used for soap in those days was unreal. It always brought back good memories I'm not sure how many of us actually remember very much about our baby and toddlerhood. For me, I would always remember the smell of pampers diapers. Pampers diapers were about as common and in use as a vacuum cleaner was. Everybody had them, or they used cloth diapers. I would go to different places that had little kids, and you would not be able to go too far without running into a box of them, or being overloaded by the smell, and then ended up being tossed back into good memories of how it smelled, and all the things that it meant. It is a pity nowadays that you cannot really relive the smell of the olden days without spending about 40 to $50 a bottle on sense that you put into current diapers. Now that they took the perfume out of them, the only way to do that would be to buy a box of pampers from the 70s for a pretty close to 400 bucks or more. When I was a kid, I would have friends that were younger, or cousins that were younger, or I would go to babysitters. Because of the prevalence of pampers, they were everywhere, so they were very unmistakable, and you knew when you walked into a room with a box of pampers in it exactly what it was going to smell like. I'll never forget that smell, and I'll always think good thoughts when I think of that smell Harriet I think that is part of the reason why I feel I like diapers so strongly is because of the smell and the reactions that they elicit. I'll never forget that smell as long as I live, and sometimes I wish I could smell that again. Nowadays, the only way that you're going to smell something like this, is if you were to get ahold of a bottle of baby powder that had baby powder scent, or if you grab Johnson's baby lotion, or anything that reminded you of your youth. Such as baby shampoo or other things. They took the perfume out of diapers a long time ago, and probably because everybody thought that it would not be a good idea for a baby to have to deal with that heavy smell. What I heard was that Procter and gamble put that smell into a diaper because mothers liked the smell, and that is why they did it. When they started removing dyes and perfumes from diapers back in the late 90s to early 2000s, you ended up seeing very few things that whatever come close to the smell that we experienced as young kids. It's a crying shame that we have to spend so much money to be able to relive that particular smell, but I do understand the reasoning for removing perfume and other dyes from diapers. They really weren't necessary to the health of the baby, but I guess the reason why they had heavy perfumes was because it masked the smell of a used diaper. I think it is because of the smell of diapers in my generation that I have a strong attraction to them. Additionally, I guess I like the crinkling Ness and the idea that a diaper allows you to release, and because of the diaper itself, there should be no guilt or shame in doing so. I still have these strong feelings because of the smells of diapers or the memories they elicit, and these will never go away. I will always have the feelings I had, or the memories that I carry, but I don't know if anyone would ever be able to relive that 100%, because whatever they used for perfume may not be able to be made exact, but we get pretty close. Diaper smells do bring back a lot of memories: I could probably go on for a long time, but let's just say this: diapers are diapers, and each generation had their particular name brand available. For me, it was the pampers diapers calling for others, it could be Huggies or Luvs, but each of us had diapers that were very unique in their generations. Too bad they couldn't remake some of these, but if we made the type that kids used in my generation, for an adult, it would cost millions of dollars to do it because you would need special machinery. Diapers are intoxicating when they smell good: they elicit reactions that put me in orbit or in heaven: there is no mistaking a diaper of my generation versus a diaper and someone else's generation because of the perfume: I realized they had to take it out, but we will always have the good memories of someone who is willing to take care of us and make sure that we were happy safe contented and loved. Brian

I started wetting myself at a very young age. Around 6 or 7 I would put a pair of my mom's panties on and pee in them I love the smell and could not get enough of it. I could not tell you why I did this but fell in love with it. I spent the next 40 plus years wearing, smelling panties and wetting/messing my pants. About 2 months ago I tried diapers and fell in love with it. Now I wet and mess myself everywhere. Nothing turns me on like rubbing a wet stinky diaper all over my face. thank you nice to meet like-minded people

...The last thing I can only somehow vaguely remember..was seeing Heidi and Deecie sweetly gazing down at me drifting uncontrollably off to sleep, our hands together "wubbing" my totally soaked, messy and squishy stinky Diapeez and plastic pants .. and the life changing, "Blissful" out come...MMmmm..I recalled..but Now?!..wait a minute..mmm..I was'nt in my room (newly turned into a "Abdl nursery") anymore..and a strange realization suddenly came over me..where was I..?!..and how did I get here?..where did all the people from school go?..I did notice that I felt Soo fresh and clean and must have been put in more, clean, Very thick Diapers and Plastic pants again though!..as I was trying to clear my head and remember what had happened to me and where I was, I noticed that I couldn't move my legs freely..it was "ALL" starting to come back to me..piece by piece. I had been put in an elevated Crib-bed, on a very thick soft puffy mattress with a pastel pink plastic nursery print sheet on it, my legs and wrists had again been put back into soft pink restraints and a leg spreader put on me..and now I had puffy soft pink vinyl covered Mittens put on my feet and hands!!.. and I could feel something in my bottom and something soft coming out the back of my diapers..and then I remembered some of Heidi's words..the pink "ribbon".. and that I Must be at the "New" school Heidi said I would be spending "Alot" of time at from now on!!..but..what about my previous life..Graduating School!?..All the "Big" things I used to do..What was I going to do?..I tried to struggle and wiggle a little..but I knew by now, it was "NO" use at all!..all I could hear was the increasingly seductive sound of my thick Diapers and plastic pants "wubbing" babyishly, noisily and helplessly against the soft plastic pink crib sheet I'd been put on as I squirmed..I finally just Gave up!.. my eyes tearing up.. as I finally had just "Begun" to let it sink in, that I actually might be here for awhile, stuck in the "Diapee Baby" life I "Knew" and had known for Soo long now, that I craved. Almost as long as I can remember..only "NOW", I had been caught!, and Mom and Dad and "Heidi" were most assuredly going to give me a taste of what I thought I wanted.. Just then the door suddenly opened!..and Heidi, smiling ever Soo sweetly and looking at her cute pink watch, gently and firmly looked at me and said, in Baby talk..Howzze "My" sweet wittow diapee baby giwwl today?!..Hhhmm?..She then, immediately and firmly but gently placed a huge "ba ba" in my mouth..that familiar yummy warm milk, juice and that somehow, strange but now memorable"other"taste?..MMmmm..MMmm..?..She said, cooing at me..and began to gently wubb my plastic pants n diapees..MMmm..Hhmmm, she babyishly said and sweetly giggled at me, looking me directly in my helpless eyes..I helplessly wiggled and squirmed beneath Her soft but firm hand as she confidently and knowingly slid her hands fully up n down my diapeez..There was "nothing" I could Doo!..and "She".."Knew it"!!..I just began to babyishly cwwry..ahhh..ehhh.bwwaahh..I vaguely sounded, through my Ba ba filled mouth..Ahhaaww..theww, theww.."My", "wittoww Diapee babee toddleww gewwrl"..thatz wwrite"Baby"..you just cwwryy, wiggoww n fuss aww you want now!..But I Expect "not", to hearww "ANY", "Big" talk form you "what so ever"!!..just "Baby" talk n "Baby" sounds from now on..Mmmkay?.."Mmm Hhmm" I sounded out obidiently..Gooood diapee baby!!..she said, while gigglinly, gently leaning over me cooing and looking me in the eyes again, as her wonderfully fragrant, light brown hair dangled down and tickled me as it softly touched my bare skin on my face, legs and undiapered, stomach and gently brushed against my plastic pants..she then leaned down further and put her face on them and gently kissed and sniffed them..then raised her head a little and said, Mmm..nice n clean Diapees..Mmm..HHhhmmm..Well, let's just seeee, how long "That" lasts.. and again, She confidently and knowingly looked and smiled up over my diapees at me..and then gently and carefully removed my "leg spreader" and ankle cuffs, held my legs apart with her hands and kissed my huge Diapees one more time..only this time she firmly stuffed her Face into my plastic pants and "wubbed" them "joyously" with her nose and lips.."giggling" (muffled) into them and smelling them too!..Mmmmm..Mmmmm.. she giggled into them again!..She then gently stood up, removed my wrist cuffs..but not my bulbously round, mittens or booties..covered in slippery pink baby print vinyl..I wasn't going to get a good grip on any thing around Me!.."That's" for "Sure"..since my "last" memory anyway..I again had never felt "Sooo" "Helpless"..and at the same time..Somehow Sooo Wonderful!!?.. Once again, the door opened and a young woman entered and looked at Me and just "smiled" and held her face in a knowingly sweet kind of sarcastic "Frown", as though I had been caught and was in trouble for something and said Ooooh..Mmmm..what a "Cute" wittow baby giwl!, then looked at Heidi and said is "she" ready now?!..She just giggled and said, yes she "wooks hungrwy"..Hhmm?..baby?..bring her, her "num nums"..well, help me get her to her "Highchair" "Kendall"..so that was her name..hmm..a beautiful woman in her mid thirties.. she had long blonde hair tied up in a bun on top of her head and strikingly blue green eyes, slender and taller than me for sure.. and quite fit with fairly big breasts. "Heidi" was probably just about 3" taller than her with a somewhat similar stature, both slender and physically fit! Heidi was a little older though, probably 40 something or so....Her breasts just a little bigger..anyway..they were "Both" taller and seemingly "stronger" than me..Psychologically anyway for Sure!..and they most certainly "Both" knew their business and knew "Who" was in charge. Gently grabbing me together by my, now free arms up and off the bed, giggling as kendall said,"someones "Diappeez" aw awfuwy Big, Hhhmmm?..then "ssszzz..sszz", we all heard loudly as my plastic pants "full" of Diapers slid against the the vinyl mattress cover as they helped me down and stood me up, patting my Diapeez and brought me, "toddling", to and set me up and in the" very pretty", Pink Highchair in my room by the window..my wrists and ankles were immediately secured to my highchair...and then Kendall pulled a pink fuzzy strap from the seat and another around my waist, attached them together and pulled the seat strap up tightly over my bulging diapers and plastic pants..MMmm..mmm..I helplessly and pointlessly protested through my by now, enjoyably and often used "suckee" paci..the girls just "giggled" some more, wubbed my diapees and said, "mmm..theww now!"..Hunnggwwyy Diapeww girwwl?..the tray was now snapped into place in front of me and secured and Kendall said, if you are good we will free your hands later, both giggling at me from experiance I assumed..yet another girl, then brought in a tray of mash potatoes and gravy, a big new bottle of warm juice n milk and that..? flavor, oat meal and a big jar of Gerber baby food.. apple sauce..and then left the room.. Mmmm..mmm "Baby", Awwll these yummy num num's for Uuuu!Sweetie!..Heidi, now said, baybyisly and excited for me smiling..

One of my favorite Diaper fantasies..kind of an on going story really, is posted at "Diaper Messers" Club in "favorite fantasy in messy diapers" under "Fantasy"..I noticed that there were about 200 views..so a few of us must share some like minded Abdl dreams..I will continue the "Fantasy" story here at our club..let me know if and what u like about it and I may add to it accordingly.. oh and feel free to do the same ..thanx, deezy..:)

For a few yrs around the age of 10yrs old I shared a bedroom with my brother and stepbrother , they had an always wet unprotected bed, I was so jealous of them . I didn't pee the bed at that age, so I had my own bed . I loved the smells sooo much, I would get undressed and lay in there wet bed and wrap up in the soaked blankets,,, I didn't know at that time what it meant when I got aroused, but I was very hard. I just know I felt soo good, and still get very excited when I think about that bed. If I could I would have a bed just as smelly as that one. I keep things somewhat under control for my wife. I would love nothing better than to share a soaking wet unprotected bed??????.

The smell of wet, dry or almost dried peed sheets, diapers, undies or pajamas always has excited me. A neighbor kid and his brother always had a pee smell on them, it was obvious they were both bed wetters. Loved to be around them. My friend Mike and his brother Tom were chronic bedwetters but never hid that they were. I loved their room they always had wet sheets and underwear and the room had a wonderful pee smell all the time.

Good for you buddy!?? Happy wife, happy life!

I have also since a kid loved the powder etc smells, it's kind a like the new car smell it will make me feel secure because when I was a baby mom used powder and that must trigger it in my head?? cause I will use that smell to make planets etc smell good. I have the Dreft soap smell in a spray bottle, they sell it as a fabric re freshener , I think they still sell it, I bought a case a yr or so ago so I mount run out. I spray my carpet in my room, our blankets, our big dog likes to sleep on our bed, and I spray the top of the bed spread. I haven't even told my wife I just do it, she hasn't complained???

I mostly remember my own diaper smells..but I do also recall that "Everytime" I did smell Baby powder or lotion or even walked down the "Baby" isle at a store, it somehow seemed to Soo excite my senses..even at a young age..and it still does to this day..:)..P.S..and Oh! Congratulations!..You are the very "1st" person or member, other than myself, to Post a comment or anything for that matter at this club..Nice!!..I knew someone could do it..Thank You!!..:)

I remember when I was 6 and 7 years old, I use to go in my sister's room and sniff her diapers. They smelled SO GOOD and intoxicating!☺️?❤️??????? That was the very beginning of my Diaper Love!??❤️???❤️??❤️

I have heard it said that our "olfactory" (hope I spelled that right) or sense of Smell, is one of our strongest senses related to triggering long distant, past Memories..anyone interested or know any thing about this and or want to share Diaper smell(s) experiences or memories, feel free..:)