Dear Mr. Fantasy

I can remember exactly how my mom would change me when I pooped in my diaper. First, she'd sniff the air and say something to me in sing-song voice like "You're stinky, it's time to change your diaper." Then she'd pick me up and carry me into my room and lay me on my changing table. She'd take off my clothes and then untape my messy diaper. Once she did that she'd say something like "Pee yoo!" Then she'd show me the mess. She'd take some wipes out of the tub and clean me off, stuffing each wipe into the dirty diaper when she finished using it. Then she'd roll and tape up the poopy diaper, lift the lid to my plastic lined diaper pail, and drop the stinky diaper into it. After disposing of my old diaper, she'd get a fresh diaper from one of the shelves of my changing table and wave it around to entertain me. She'd then unfold it, put in under my bottom, and powder me. Then she'd tape the new Huggies diaper up, dress me, and then lift me off the changing table to wash my hands. Then I'd be ready to mess another diaper.

yeah but what if he leaks?

RIP old school Pampers....

piss, crap, and jerk the gerk.

I've worn diapers while playing guitar and the thing is that I'm so heavily concentrated on music that I forget that I'm even wearing a diaper in the first place. Hell, I even forget my name. Btw, the name Dear Mr. Fantasy is a reference to my favorite song by Traffic. I thought it would fit this forum best though.

Hi, all. I'm a nub to DD, even though I have been lurking here a while before I decided to sign up. I love diapers a lot, but I would chose music over them every single time. I really wish I was wearing some now though, but money has been pretty tight lately.

I am one of those people who can remember back to having their diapers changed as a baby. I remember my mom taking off my poopy Huggies diapers and showing me what I did in them and then she'd wipe me clean, put my wipes in the poopy diaper, open the lid of my plastic-lined diaper pail and drop the dirty diaper in. Then she'd get my clean diaper, wave and shake it about to entertain me, powder me, and tape the fresh diaper up on me. For some reason, watching my mom throw away my diapers was my favorite part of being changed. I really don't know why. Is there anyone else who likes that part too? But really, I loved the entire process of the diaper change. It not only made me feel secure and warm, but I also later found it was kind of a sexual attraction too. Anyway, a few years later, I wet the bed a lot and had to wear Pull-Ups every night. I liked them, but I don't think mom never changed me out of them or anything like that. Well, going foreward to around my seventh grade year when I was 13, I found I wanted to wear diapers again. I told my mom and I even talked about it with a therapist. Eventually I got some diapers (although, for obvious reasons my parents never changed me). I bought diapers three times from my seventh grade to my eighth grade years until my mom told me she didn't want me to have anymore. I wore diapers occasionally in my highschool years, but I've really just been too busy and too tight on money to go out and buy more lately. Besides, although I love diapers, I will chose music over them every single time. However, it still makes me smile to remember how my mom would clean me up and toss my stinky diaper into the pail.

Currently nothing. :{

great story, Pink Nappies. Hope there's more to come. For some reason, it vaguely reminds me of the Double Life of Ariel Crawford, one of the best AB/DL stories ever written. Not to say that this one isn't great. In fact, it's definitely one of the better stories I've read. Keep up the great work!

^ I guess more on myself. < Is wishing I had a diaper (specifically Pampers Size 7) on for the first time in a year and someone to change me. v Do you play a musical instrument?

I love pooping in my diaper, even though I don't like the cleanup. But it's always worth it to have a full diaper to me anyway.

OKMe, you are so lucky. I wish that was me. Sadly, I have never been changed except for in babyhood and I really don't have a lot of time to wear either anymore.