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Yeah, I think mine tends to get kind of over excited and then I get a little scared. But I think he's beginning to realize that we need to go slower than if he was dating someone that was a pro at it. But I think it's getting better. Your guys' comments have really helped a lot, and I will be sure to PM both of you soon, lol. I just haven't had much free time lately, so I promise that I'm not just ignoring your comments. Thanks, guys. <3

I started writing this story almost three years ago. Over the past few years, I've toyed with the idea of coming back and working on it. There were even a few times when I tried but I couldn't remember my password or get a new one.(Hence the reason that I have a new sign in name.) I've gone back and cleaned up the original postings as well as add a little bit more. I hope that I'm able to go further this time. Growing up, I had a friend who was also into wetting. He wasn't nearly as into it as I was, but he still enjoyed it. I loved the way he would "break in" a new pair of underwear. He'd wet them. I felt like if I ever wet my pants over at his house that I wouldn't get into trouble. I never did anything more than "dribble," but it was fun to imagine. This never happened, but I always fantasized that it would. I know that no one here would know these people, but I decided to change some names and appearances out of respect. "I love U.E.A!" Edward yelled, as he threw his backpack on to the floor. "Four days of nothing but fun! It's even better when it's a long sleepover." Edward and I gave each other a high five as we sat down on one of the family room couches. "It's going to be the best ever!" (UEA is a teaching conference that teachers in Utah go to during the second weekend of October. The teachers go there to discuss teaching strategies and other things to help students.) I picked up an N64 controller. "I love when my parents go out of town." I looked over at Edward, as he put in Perfect Dark and turned on the console. "It means I get to spend the weekend with my best buddy." My parents decided to go on a romantic retreat over the weekend. Since my older sisters were away at college, my younger sister and I were sent off to friend's houses. They didn't think that I was old enough to baby sit. I didn't care. In fact, I didn't put up much of a fight. Being a fourteen year old boy meant spending time with friends, playing video games, and talking about girls. I didn't want to stay home and watch my sister. It only seemed like we were playing for a few minutes when Ed's mother called us for dinner. Ed paused the game and laughed when he looked at the score. "I'm beating you." He stood up and walked to the stairs. I looked at the statistics and rolled my eyes. "One kill, big deal." When Ed was up the stairs I un-paused the game and quickly killed one of the bots. I put down my controller and grabbed his. I quickly cycled through his weapons and found what I was looking for. I smiled as I aimed at the floor. " Duh, I don't know how to use the rocket launcher. I wounder what this button does." I said, in my best confused sounding tone. I laughed as the fireball engulfed his screen. "Who's winning now?" I paused the game and ran upstairs. The lasagna smelled incredible. I practically floated up the stairs on the scent. I walked into the kitchen to see everyone already at the table. Ed's kitchen table was usually full, but tonight it seemed to be somewhat bare. Ed's father was away on a business trip and his older brothers were off somewhere going to college. I was hoping to see his older sister, but she was absent. That left Ed's mother and his two younger sisters, Anna and Tisha. Anna was only a few years younger than Ed and I. Tisha was eight. His mother smiled at me as a sat down at the table. "I hope you are hungry." I smiled back at her."Definitely." I responded. My eyes lingered for a second on his mother. I couldn't believe how beautiful she was. She was a blond haired, five foot six inched, angel. I came back to my senses and realized I had sat down in the middle of a conversation. "Can we mom?" Anna said as she chewed on a bread stick. "You said that we could the next time we had time off of school." Ed's mother smiled as she picked up her cup. "I don't remember ever saying that." Ed giggled as his other sister Tisha, the youngest of the family, got an annoyed look on her face. "Mom, don't be silly. I remember what you said. You promised that we could play it." Ed looked over at his mom. "You did say that, I remember." Ed's mom smiled. "Maybe I did say something about that, but we have a guest." I immediately acted as though I had never seen a glass of milk before. I didn't want to be brought up in whatever it was they were talking about. Anna, Tisha, and Ed responded at the same time. I couldn't tell what any of them were saying individually, but what I code decode from the roar was that I would enjoy the game. I was about to ask about the game, but Ed bumped me and gave me a look that told me to keep my mouth shut. "Don't worry mom, I told him about it and he thinks it sounds like a lot of fun." As soon as he finished his last word he stomped on my foot. "Yyeess." I grimaced out. "I would love to play the game." Both girls shot their attention back to their mother. "Can we please?!" They asked in unison. Ed's mother smiled. "Fine, we'll play." The girls cheered. I looked over to see Ed with a big smile on his face. I moved in close to him and whispered "What is this game?!" After dinner, Edward and I returned to our video game. "You suck." Edward said, when he saw the new count. "I figured you were up to something when it took you forever to come up to dinner." Edward started the game. "I'll get you back." We played for a few minutes before I brought the question up again. "Ed, what is this game that all of you want to play?" Ed sighed. I knew he was trying to find the right words. He paused the game and looked at me. "A few years ago, my mom got really baby hungry. She and my dad talked about it, but they decided they where too old to have another baby. This didn't really help my mom's desire. At that same time, Anna started having night terrors. Because of the terrors, she would wet the bed." Ed stopped for a second and picked up his soda. "Then what happened?" I asked. "Mom and dad took her to the doctor and he gave her some medication. It helped a little bit, but Anna still had some problems. Mom found out the best way to help her was to rock her to sleep. This didn't stop the bed wetting, so they had her wear diapers to bed." Ed took a gulp of his soda. "To make a long story short, she didn't wet as much, but then Tisha started having some problems at school and started wetting the bed as well. Mom decided to rock her to sleep too." Ed stopped for a minute and sighed. "I got a little jealous, so I wet my bed to get some attention." I was surprised. I never knew about this. He continued on before I could say anything. "Eventually the bed wetting stopped, but mom missed the closeness of rocking us all to sleep. She decided to start a game called the baby game. Basically, mom would put us all in a goodnite before we went to bed. During the night, she'd come and check on us. Who ever wet the most would be her baby the following day." I couldn't contain my questions any more. "What does your dad think? Do you enjoy this? When do you guys play?" I didn't really think about them, they just came crashing out. Ed smiled and went on. "My dad is gone a lot, so he's not around when we play. To be honest, I don't know if he knows. We don't do the game very often because of school. We do it every now and then when there are a few days off. Yes, I enjoy it and it is really fun." I continued with more questions. "So what happens when you.. um .. win?" Ed laughed. "We are basically treated like a baby the next day. Usually we have freedoms, we can play and go places, but sometimes we have to spend the day with mom. It is actually relaxing." Ed suddenly looked at me with a serious expression. "Can I trust you not to tell anyone about this?" I looked at Ed and smiled. "You're my best friend, you can trust me." Ed smiled back. "Thanks. So, are you going to play?" I looked down at the floor for a minute as I tried to get my thoughts together. A day as a baby?! Is this for real?! I looked back at him. He looked nervous. I had a feeling that he was worried about what I might say or do. "I'm in." He smiled. " It'll be fun, I promise." I smiled and nodded as Ed un-paused the game. "You are going to pay for cheating." As soon as he finished saying that I detonated my remote mine that was stuck to his back. "I hate you!!" I was surprised at how fast the night went. It seemed as though we had only been playing for 10 minutes when his mother came downstairs. "Ok boys time for bed. Edward, the goodnites are on your bed. You know the drill." She walked over and gave Edward a hug. I was surprised when she walked over and gave me a hug. "Have a good night." Edward and I both said goodnight to his mom and walked into his bed room. Edward grabbed his goodnite and his pajamas. "They go up just like underwear but they feel a lot better." I picked up the goodnite and looked it over. It looked like a larger version of a pull-up. Edward was already changed and laying in bed. I walked out of the room and into the bathroom. I wasn't thinking. The first thing I did was use the toilet. I smacked myself when I picked up the goodnite. "That was dumb." I couldn't really help myself. It was a habit to use the bathroom before I went to bed. I pulled up the goodnite and was surprised at how good it felt. That wasn't the only thing that surprised me though. The second the goodnite was up I started to get an erection. Edward and I talked for a few minutes after he turned off the lights. "Mom will be in sometime during the middle of the night to see who is the wettest." I could tell Edward was smiling when he said. "I made sure to drink a lot tonight." I thought back to when we were playing games. He did drink several cans of soda. I mentally kicked myself for being stupid and using the toilet. "Good night buddy, thanks for playing." I awoke in the middle of the night to footsteps coming down the stairs. I knew it would be Ed's mom coming to check on us. My bladder wasn't very full, but I wanted to give a good shot at it. I tried to relax, but nothing came out. I knew that she would be in momentarily it was now or never. Moments later, I started to wet. At first it was a little trickle, but soon it became a steady stream. I was surprised by how good it felt. I loved how the goodnite felt as it started to bulk up. It didn't take very long until my bladder was empty. The door opened softly and Edward's mother came in. She walked over to Edward and gently slide her hand under his blanket and down his pajama bottoms. "Who's winning mom?" Edward asked groggily. I wasn't surprised to hear his mom respond that he was in the lead. I felt my blanket move down and I felt a few fingers slide into one of the leg holes of my goodnite. Even though I had my eyes closed, I could tell that she was shining a small flashlight down on to my goodnite. She turned off the light and pulled the blanket back up. She stood up and walked over to Edward. "Sweetie, you're the winner for tonight." The only response she got was the sound of some heavy breathing. I turned my head a little to get a better view as Ed's mom pulled down his bottoms and took off the goodnite. I didn't notice it when she walked into the room, but under her arm she had a large white diaper. I held my breath as she diapered him. She was a master, she removed the goodnite, wiped him with a baby wipe, and had a diaper on him in about 30 seconds. I had to win. I could hardly sleep that night. I could think of nothing but winning. My heart would skip a beat every time I heard Ed's diaper crinkle. I couldn't believe it. A teenager aching to be diapered. I had no idea what had come over me. While I listened to Ed's diaper crinkle, I focused on how good my goodnite felt. I loved how it would continue to bulk up every time I wet. Almost instantly my hand would slide onto the goodnite and start to rub my crotch. It was an amazing feeling. I woke up to the sun shinning through the window. It must have been around 8 or 9. My mind immediately became fully awake when I heard that wonderful crinkling. This crinkling sounds was different than last night however, it was constant. I turned my head to see why it was constant and then started to laugh to myself. I should have known. Ed was rubbing himself through the diaper. Almost instinctively my hand moved down to my own crotch. I was surprised to feel that the goodnite was no longer bulky, it felt like a new one. I lifted up the blanket and looked down, sure enough it was a clean one. "She changed you during the night." Ed startled me and I dropped the blanket. I looked over to see him looking over at me. "She checks everyone twice. The first time is to see who the winner is and the second time is to change everyone. She doesn't want anyone to get a rash." Ed smiled. "What do you think?" I laid my head back down and smiled. “I'm jealous. I wanted to win.

Well I just want to say I've been around awhile never posted but probably read every topic and story here lol. For the first time I actually have something to say. So I've wanted to tell my fiance about the whole diaper thing for the last few months. I kinda figured it was something that I should get out before the wedding. Well for the last few months I've been joking about getting her some pull-ups because I was already taking care of her like she was a little kid. She kinda took to the pull-ups thing as like a joke and would laugh about it. So one day after work I figured what the hell I had to stop at the store anyways I'll get her a pack and see how she takes it. Well it went better then I ever thought it would... I left the pack in the bathroom seeing what she would do and without me saying a thing she put one on and really liked it ( shes really tiny like were talking 103lbs). I'm not sure if she liked it or though I really did but ended up leaving it on for several hours. Now on to tonight.. so we were drinking and I made a joke as she got up to pee and said she should wear one of her pull-ups. So I went and got her one and she let me put it on her. At that point I figured why the hell not went and put on a X-plus and walked out with my shorts on and sat down next to her. She asked me whats up I pulled her sweats off so she was just in her pull-up and pulled down my shorts and told her about my loving diapers. The funny thing was she was actually mad that it took me so long to tell her and that she loved me and hell we all have our own quirks. I've read stories here about how things can go either great or really bad and I do have to say I'm really glad I ended up on the right side of that one. She now wants me to get her larger pull-ups (ie goodnights) and a onesie lol. I'm loving life right now! sorry about the poor typing its 6am and I still havent gone to bed I'm so hyped right now I'm going to have to call in sick to work and go shopping lol! Gonna have to buy some goodnights, cushies, bambinos, and a onesie for her... all she said was they have to be cute LOL!

seriously, for a forum where the main theme is to sit in a diaper and maybe soak it or mess it and act childish... dont you think both sides of the grammar fence are taking this way to seriously and way to far. it should get to a point where people are slinging insults at each other. some folks are good at it, or can be arsed, and some dont/cant...get over it and move on. You can only lead a horse to water.

Funny that you mention this. When I returned to school (technician college) I learnt that a lot of the grammar and spelling rules in my native language have been given up because pupils failed the PISA test twice in the language. So clever politicians decided to give up on these rules because pupils failed to learn them. I felt, and still feel, that the true problem was adressed the wrong way in order to make the statistic way nicer. It almost feels like a miracle now, how I was able to learn my native language without all these simplifications. For what it is worth, I still use the grammar and spelling rules I used to learn as a school boy. This most often earns respect but in one or two occasions made me not getting a job because the decider on the other side of the desk was already committing to the "new" grammar and spelling.

Ryno, I have to congratulate you on two things: The first is personal for having the guts to tell your brothers, well brave! And then on having brothers like that, they are real heroes for not dissing you and giving you just the right advice (in my opinion). Its not an issue, really. If you live in a community that does not burn you for being ambiguous about your sexual preferences, don't worry about it! And if, it nobody's business but your's and maybe your family's. Good luck!

Ditto the above, as much as I love Bambinos products, they do sit a bit to low and the origional ones were still a bit tight on me, but as above, the larges were just to big *sigh* The new ones 'fit' but barely, and I haven't tried the larges ...yet, but I figure that they too will be to big, as before. I know they can't 'custom tailor' these things to everyone, but they do need to re-adjust their sizing. Mediums don't fit and larges are to big....me thinks something is amiss. Anyways, I found that Abena M4's work just fine, and though they aren't bams, and have the funky outer shell markings, I might just have to stick with them until something else changes. *shrug*

May the Schwartz be with you

If you want to do it naturally, then eat a lot of high-fiber foods and/or supplements. (**REMEMBER** to increase water consumption if you do this) Unnaturally, there is always glycerin suppositories or enemas. Stay away from laxatives though.

Hi CautiosMommy, I became a new mommy recently as well. (November to be exact) I have a file that i read that really helped to explain alot, its lengthy but definately worth it. PM me if you would like it or you have any questions on how i adapted to this new lifestyle and what helped. I bet your boyfriend is happy your trying, mine was ecstatic lol

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As well as being a writer, I am also a voracious reader. The real clue to becoming a competent writer is reading. After all, we learn to do pretty much everything else in life by observing others and seeking to emulate them. So why is it that so many internet denizens struggle with the real basics of writing? I know that grammar is no longer taught the way it should be and that some have suffered through the idiotic educational period of time when correct spelling was 'optional', but so what? Is it that big an ask to expect people to grow beyond what they learned (or not) at High School? Was the last skill you acquired thrown at you by a disinterested teacher 10 years ago? In chat rooms and rapid fire communication venues, spelling and grammar can become a bit ordinary at times and understandably so, but this is not one of those places. It is a forum. I can understand spelling mistakes and typos. I can accept that some people have better education and that some are brighter than others. But this is a written medium. There is no excuse for the grossly substandard messes that some people contribute. When there are spell checkers and grammar checkers abounding, there are fewer and fewer excuses for posts that are almost unreadable. The OP was understandable, but torturous. Some are a lot worse, but most are much better. If you want to communicate effectively in a particular forum and wish to garner respect and understanding then the least you can do is to improve the level of your writing. If your writing is grossly substandard, almost unintelligible and you cannot even spell 'diaper' correctly in a diaper forum, then expect to be ignored or mocked. We deserve better than that.

Thank you all so much for the advice. We're finding our neutral area yet still trying new things. He's been great since we talked! I'm so thankful for this site

Feel free to PM me about this, I am a new mommy as well and I can go through my history with you if you'd like to discuss how I was introduced and how we went about it. You are wonderful for wanting to look into his wants and see where you fit in.

@SquareDuck - No worries, they don't do noodle enemas at the duck restaurants I go to. Actually, it is strange that most duck soup doesn't even have noodles. Mostly it seems it is beef soup that has noodles, I would guess this means that SquareCow is doomed. I haven't checked but I don't think he/she is a member here yet ;-) @freddie84 - Why feel so offended by one or a few peoples comments about punctuation and why not just view it as constructive criticism? Just curious. And sorry pisspants that I in part helped redirecting the thread. Can we all go back to border crossings now? I will take my Roasted Duck recipes to the "Rest of Your Life" forums. SD will appreciate this for sure! :