AbabeBill

I'm a strait AB/DL male in my early 50's. I like to dress as a sissy toddler sometimes too. I'm married to a great girl, who knows about this side of me. She does participate, and has her own fetish side too. I've always loved diapers, as far back as when I was still in them as a child, 2 1/2-3? That's about when I was potty trained. I was an early bedwetter, till about 6. Not a fun time! I guess I was a bit lucky, I stopped at 6. I had a plastic sheet on my bed during this time, mom wasn't going to have me still in diapers! Maybe it would have been better, if I had night diapers? But not my choice. All through my early years, I loved diapers and plastic pants. I didn't miss an opportunity to be near them, when I could. I'd watch other moms change diapers, I'd go to the baby sections of stores, be mesmerized when on TV. I would put several pairs of underpants on, so I could pretend they were thick diapers. If I could get an old towel, I'd pin it on, and tape trash bags up over it. Later, when I could, I would buy pairs of plastic training pants. The ones that were cloth inside and had plastic covers. I would then cut 2 of them in half, then sew the 2 pants together to make a bigger pant, that I could actually wear. Or, I would do the same for plain plastic pants, but used glue to hold the 2 together. I can remember the excitement I felt, trying to get them done in a hurry. That was for two reasons, one because I didn't want anyone to find out, and two, because I wanted to wear them right away. When disposables started becoming more widely used, and available, I would buy a box of toddler sized Pampers, and I would stitch 4 of them together. This made me a huge, very close to the real thing diaper to wear. This is back when they were, basically a flat rectangle. You just needed to pull the middle pleat out. They were good enough, for me to feel what it was like to wear a real baby diaper.

The early years were rough, being a DL kid and young adult. I had no idea why, I liked doing these things, and I for the most part felt, I was the only one like this. There were times here and there, when I thought others might do this, but I was to scared to come right out and ask. There was one time, around the age of 11-12? My younger cousin, by 2 years was visiting. We were in my basement playing, and I had a pair of plastic baby pants, that I had