LonLon

The pension plan of the private sector is now known as a 401-K, still requires employees to pay into it and some one else to manage the money. Not alwasy a good deal, as many a 401-K is tied to the stock markets and we know how much that goes up and down every month.

Have you ever worn a diaper so long that you completely soaked it and it leaks the next time you wet it? I have done this a few times in the summer during a bon fire gathering of the family. My family likes to sit around a bon fire in the summer swapping stories, shooting the shit, and out right bragging. Now my family all know that I wear diapers and have accepted the fact that I use them for their intended purpose. On a few occations I will thickly diaper up and join them around the bon fire. It is not hard to tell that I am in thick diapers and the only comment I hear any more is, "looks like you came prepaired to do some heavy drinking" . I will sit and enjoy cold beverages weather it is beer or soda depending on night and not get up out of my chair all night. I have soaked my diapers to the point where they leak and continue to sit there untill I am ready to waddle back to my house for dry diapers and dry pants.

Have you ever wet your pants on purpose when not wearing a diaper? I have done this a few times and find it to be quite injoyable. I like to sit out in a lawn chair on a warm calm summer evening with a cold case of beer and drink until I have completely soaked my pants. I keep the cold beer in a cooler next to the lawn chair that way I don't need to get up for another beer and when I need to pee I just pee sitting in the lawn chair.

Well I dont much care what you think, Rude comments like yours is why I seldon post anything on this web board. Unless you grew up in the same house as I did you have no idea what my childhood was like.

Back in 1975 with summer fast approaching I decided to test mom and dads threts of severe punishment if I was caught wearing a diaper again. So I carefully planned out my plan of action. I would asked to stay home when they went to town to shop was my first step. Next was to make sure I had a diaper and duct tape ready, and lastly was to make sure I got to stay home by myself. This was a treat in our household back than, to get to stay home by yourself while the rest went to town. I had been asking all week to stay home this time when the rest of the family went to town. I was warned that if anything happened I would be in big trouble and that I had better stay away from the babys room and the diapers. I asked mom to count the diapers befor she left and again when she got back to see if any where missing, she assured me she defently would be counting all the diapers. Off to town they went, and now to throw my plan into action, the first thing I did was go up to my room and get out the diaper I had stashed away a few weeks earlyer, next I strippd off all my clothes and fastened the diaper onto myself and secured it with the duct tape. I only had 2 hours to be ready for their return from town to I did not want to waste anytime. I quickly shit in the diaper and than piss in it . I had been fighting the urge to piss and shit all morning just to I could go in the diaper as soon as they all left for town. I was enjoying wearing this wet & messy diaper when I noticed the time and it would only be a few minutes befor everyone arrived back from town, so I had to act fast to put the rest of my plan into action. I dashed out of the house in only my dirty diaper, I hid behind some bushes a few feet from the house and waited for everyone to get out of the car and go into the house. I know the first thing mom did was to go and count the diapers in the babys room, I bet she was supprised to find the count was the same as befor they went to town. As it was only a few minutes later when mom and dad came outside to look for me and congradulate me for not taking any diapers think I had learned my lesson last summer when I had got caught and was forced to wear a diaper for the rest of the day. Little did they know that the son they where so proud of was now wearing a wet & messy diaper and waiteing to be caught wearing it, and get caught I did, at least they thought they had caught me, as they did not know I had planned to get caught just to see if they would hold true their threats of punishment. When they rounded the corner of the house there I was, playing in the sand box in only a diaper, a wet & messy diaper none the least. This made both my parents very angry and I would have gotten a ass wipping if it had not been for the messy diaper I had on. Dad said fine, you want to dress and act like a baby, fine than, you will wear diapers and you will piss and shit in those diapers just like a baby, and you will be told when you can change your diapers, and you will only change your diaper when your told to. He than told me that I would be wearing diapers no matter where we went or who came over to visit. That I had better get used to being teased all summer cause thats how long I was going to be forced to wear diapers as punishment. Again little did he or mom know that, thats just what I wanted to do, I wanted to wear diapers, I wanted to piss in my diaper, I wanted to shit in my diaper, heck I was happy to hear I would be wearing diapers all summer long. But as far as they knew I was upset that I had to wear them all summer and I had to make it look like I was not enjoying it or they would take the diapers away and give me a different form of punishment.

I have yet to see a bath tub in any public bathroom, nor have I seen a bed or cot in any public rest room. What we need to do is start calling them by the proper name, its either the shitter room or pissing room. And whats up with all these so called baby changeing stations, I have yet to see a baby change into anything else. They go in as a baby and come back out as a baby. I never have to go look for a place to drop a load or empty my bladder as I am always wearing my "toliet facilities" and have a hard time finding a diaper changeing station large enough to accomadate me when I need to change my diaper.

As a child growing up in a house with 9 other sibblings getting caught wearing a diaper was easy enought to do, not getting caught wearing a diaper was the hard part. I was lucky enought to be te 3rd oldest of the 10 so there where plenty of diapers in the house most of my life. My youngest sister was just getting potty trained the year I graduated from highschool. I was caught many different times growing up and recived many different punishments for wearing a diaper. If I was caught wearing a diaper and it was wet the punishment fit the crime, and getting caught is a wet & messy diaper was the best punishment of them all. I can clearly recall the spring of 72 when I was caught the first time on the new farm we had just moved to from the city. It was during the early morning and the faimly was out picking rocks off the field so it could be planted. As it was a warm day I had foolishly decided to wear a pair of cut off shorts, not knowing what was to happen latter on. As we where out clearing the field of rocks, which requires a lot of bending over, the diaper I had stuffed into my underwear had slipped out of place and was showing out the back side of my shorts. When dad saw the diaper I was sent to the house after getting a ass wipping and told to tell my mom why I was back at the house. I knew I had better do as I was told or face another wipping so apond getting to the house I promptly found mom and told her I had been caught wearing a diaper and recived a wipping for wearing it and was to report to her when I got to the house. All mom did was inspect my pants for the diaper I was wearing, and said it dont look like you used the diaper, its still clean and dry. I am thinking to myself, whats up with that, I did not use the diaper yet. Mom told me to go get the diaper rash ointment from the babys room, so I did as told. When I returned she was standing there with a roll of duct tape in her hand. I begun to wonder what was about to happen, I soon found out. Mom removed my pants and underwear, applied the diaper rash ointment and layed out the diaper I had been wearing on the floor and told me to lay down on the diaper. I knew enought not to argue with my parents at the time so I did as told. Mom secured the diaper onto me useing the duct tape, lifted me up off the floor and told me to get back out to the field and help with the rock picking. I reached down for my shorts, and they where abruptly taken out of my hand, mom looked at me and said, you wont be needing those for the rest of the day, now get out to the feild. I headed out to the field and as I got closer I could hear my older sister and brother calling me a baby and other names not worth repeating. After 20 minutes of taunting from them dad told them to knock it off or they would be wearing a diaper also. Everything was going fine until I needed to go pee a few hours later. Being a farm boy I decided to just walk over to the edge of the field and wip it out and go pee. Good idea, bad timeing, when dad saw me heading to the edge of the field he stoped me and asked me where I tought I was going, I told him I needed to go pee. All he said was, if you got to go piss, piss in your diaper, now get back to work. With that I went back to work, still needing to go pee but not wanting to pee in the diaper, cause I knew if I peed in the diaper my sister and brother would tease the living hell out of me. At dinner time we all headed to the house to get something to eat and drink. Not knowing a whole lot about how the body works I ate and drank my fill like the rest of the family. Soon afterwards I felt the need to pee again, only this time it was a more intence feeling and I felt I could not hold out much longer so I went and told my mom that I needed to go pee but dad said that if I had to pee I was to pee in the diaper. Mom said, thats right, if you need to go pee you need to pee in the diaper, after all a baby does not go pee in the toliet he pees in his diaper. I cried, but I am not a baby anymore I am 10 years old and know how to use the toliet. Mom looked at me and said, well if your no longer a baby than why is it we caught you wearing a diaper this morning. I stood there with a blank look on my face, but soon came back to my sences when I felt my bladder let go and flood the diaper I was wearing. However the diaper could not hold all of the pee I let loose into it and began to leak all over. Once the piss stoped running down my leggs mom told me to go change out of the wet diaper, so I headed for my room to change out of the soaked diaper and put on some dry underwear and pants. When I came out of my room wearing pants I was yelled at for wearing pants and told that I would only be wearing a diaper for the rest of the day as punishment for wearing a diaper when I did not need to be wearing a diaper. So it was off with the pants and another Pampers was secured to me useing duct tape once again. I was told again that if I needed to go pee I was to pee in the diaper. About 2 hours after dinner I felt the need to go poop, and seeing how I was stuck in this diaper I decided what the heck and just squated down and filled the diaper and promptly wet it after messing it. Now this diaper was quite full and I was going to be wearing it for a few more hours befor being allowed to finially change out of it. This is what I rember what happened the first time I was caught wearing a diaper, it was not the last time I was caught waering a diaper and the punishments only grew each time I was caught.

A few years back I had a good friend whos 2nd oldest daughter wore diapers up to the day she started kindergarten. I rember her mother telling me and my wife that the daughter woke up wet as usall and as usall changed her own diaper, but when it actually came time to leave the house wearing a diaper and having extra diapers in her back pack so she could change her wet diaper at school, she decided right there and than she no longer needed to wear a diaper and never had a wetting accident at school all her firts year.

I am far from being bigoted, just simply stateing the known opinon of those within the location I reside. Being from the central part of the US, the genral public around these parts are not as open to trasvestites and or gays, beit male or female. But are however more open minded to personal choice of artical of clothing one choses to wear even it that artical of clothing is a diaper. Now with that comes another problem, if you chose to wear a diaper and not "use" the diaper you are judged differently than if you chose to wear and use a diaper, if you have no medical reasoning for wearing a diaper. However if you happen to have a medical reason to wear a diaper no matter how flimsy the reasoning is, most folks around here will not care if you wet or mess in the diaper you are choseing to wear. I know this to be truthfull as I have done my own exsperiementing with diaper wearing. I have gone out in public wearing a diaper under my shorts in the summer, with the diaper being very noticable. Either by wearing a colored diaper that shows up well through the white shorts or by being thickly diapered. When approached by someone who just wants to let me know that they can clearly tell I am wearing a diaper, I thank them for letting me know that it is vissable. If they ask why I am wearing a diaper I will some times say it is due to medical reasons and the responces I recive are very pleasent. If I say I am wearing the diaper just because I like wearing diapers I get a totaly shocked looked from the person, and some times they will ask if I actually use the diaper. Again if I say, no I only like wearing them and would never think of useing the diaper I get a totaly different responce than it I say, yes! I also like useing the diaper for what a diaper is intended for. Which the usall responce is of total discuss. Like I say, it takes all kinds and types to make the world go around, and to each its own. I do not care what other people lifestyles are nor will I bash them for it. I just happen to know the general feeling of the populas in my area of the world when it comes to accepting different lifestyles.

Now to explain why I said what I said. As a male child you could probly justify wearing a diaper to a straight father & mother, but try justifying wearing a dress. Lets see, I like wearing a diaper because it keeps me from wetting the bed at night or it keeps me from wetting my pants during the day. I like wearing a dress because it makes me feel more feminine, or because it is cooler than pants on a hot day. I know it takes all types to make the world go around, but you cant just dismiss generations of up bringing and belifes just because it dont fit the moderen attitude of todays society, or because it aint politically correct.

Having a son who like wearing a dress is far worse than having a son who likes wearing a diaper. Thats my story and I am stickiing to it.

Hello from the Chippewa Valley Farve who?

Let seen now, the thickest I have ever been diapered while out in public. That would have to be when I decided to wear what I call my super diaper 2 Attends large taped together to make one extra long diaper ( middle chest high) with a Banbino as the first layer, next 2 of my super diapers and to hold it all to gether 1 Attends Xl diaper as the final layer. The fun part is to wear this diaper set up until the outter most diaper becomes wet or it leaks in the crotch after repeated wettings. Here is a sample of my super diaper

Now that quite the statement, and as far as wasteing my money by choseing not to use my diapers is no more of a reasonable idea than YOU wasteing YOUR money by USEING your diaper. If you think about if for a second, purchasing diapers to use for the intended purpose of said diaper without actually having a medical reason to be wearing a diaper is a WASTE of money no matter if you actually use the diaper or just enjoy wearing the diaper and not useing it. I enjoy wearing diapers, I just do not enjoy wetting or messing a diaper and I realy do not care to wear a wet or messy diaper. I will however defend my right to wear a diaper in my own home and on my own land. As I am not exsposing myself to others, and no one seems to have a problem with a child under the age of 2 running around in just a diaper. I do not go out in public and walk around in just a diaper, heven forbid I did that as I know the local police would have a hayday with that and charge me with all sorts of public disorder charges. When out in public my diapers are well hidden under my pants and no one can even tell I am wearing a diaper unless I chose to let them know. However when I am at home, if I chose to walk around my house or yard in just my diapers, than who ever comes around my place had just better bite their tounge about how I am dressed of exspect an ear full from me as to how they are dressed , as I am sure I could find fault with the commond dressed person.

Hi, I have wanted to wear diapers 24/7/365 since I was 11 years old and now that I have been out on my own for the past 3 years I have been enjoying wearing diapers every day, all day long. My parents where not thrilled when they found out that I decided to wear diapers full time after leaving home. But than again they where not supprised either, as I had been caught many times with a diaper on while living under their control. They can not except the fact that their otherwise normal son would chose to wear a diaper instead of underwear. I have tried to exsplain to them untill I was blue in the face that I just prefer to wear a diaper in place of underwear. My mother even went so far as to check my dresser to see if I had any underwear to put on and found 2 drawls full of diapers but no underwear. My parents knew of my diaper wearing desires when I got caught at the age of 12, and when I asked to wear only diapers their responce was , my father said that when I and got my own place, I could do wear ever I wanted to, but if he ever caught me wearing a diaper again I could exspect , so I was very carefull not to get caught. Each and every time I did get caught my mother would and my dad would say that I was . Well now that I am have my own place to live and a job to support myself and my desire to wear diapers, I no longer have to live by their rules and can wear a diaper when ever I want, and I chose to wear them 24/7/365. I however do not use the diapers as they are intended for. I have never messed in a diaper and have only wet a diaper maybe 4 or 5 times, only because I could not hold it anylonger and there was no place for me to relive myself in the first place. I do however change my diapers on a regular basis just as if I had wet or messed in them, what I do is after every second time I relive bladder, I change my diaper even though it is dry. I just pretend that it is wet from the 2 times I emptied my bladder and is in need of changing. When ever I go #2, I need to remove my diapers anyhow to use the toliet so I just roll up the diaper I was wearing and put on a fresh diaper after the job is done. I have even had my parents come over to my place unanounced, and found me outside doing yardwork in just a t-shirt and a diaper in the summer. Mom just shooked her head and dad refused to talk to me, having mom ask me to go put on a pair of pants. I did this the first couple of times they came over and caught me in a diaper without any pants on, but no longer. I told dad that he would just have to get used to me wearing a diaper or stop comming by. After all it was my place and I can wear what ever I wanted to wear, what ever makes me feel comfortable. If you ever wanted to see my father get mad and see a look of shock on my mothers face you should have been standing behind me last summer when for some unknown reason I out of the blue decided it might be a good time to wet my diaper in front of my parents. I tell you that was a priceless moment. You see I needed to go pee real bad and my parents could tell that I needed to relive myself by the way I fidgiting around. Well I dont rember who it was that said it but one of them said, looks like you had better relive yourself befor you end up wetting that diaper. So I said, yeah I need to go pretty bad, but why should I waste a perfectly good diaper and emptied my bladder, luckly the diaper held it all and I did not leak. Now that was I sight to see. Now some here might also think I am for doing this, but I wanted my parents to get it through their thick sculls that they no longer controlled me and I was going to do what I wanted to do, when I wanted to do it, and if that ment pissing in a diaper in front of them, than that is what I was going to do.