I am now semi-retired but have had a long standing interest in diapers and plastic pants. When I was about 12-14 I was playing at a friends house and went inside to use the bathroom. I remember seeing a pair of rubber pants hanging in the shower. I felt them and was immediately attracted to them. When I returned to play, I asked my friend about the rubber pants. He told me that once in awhile he had wet the bed and his Mom made him wear rubber pants to bed with a diaper at night. Subsequent visits increased my desire for diapers and rubber pants so much that ZI purposely wet my pants one day hoping my Mom would make me wear rubber pants. No such luck. My Mom was so understanding. Even after a few wettings, she just consoled me and asked I not do it again.
As I grew up I would always walk by the baby section in stores and feel the plastic pants on the shelf. I would look at Sears and J.C. Penny catalogs and get aroused by the description and pictures of plastic pants. Masturbation became a given each time I would see/feel plastic pants. This interest became stronger as life went on. Unfortunately, I didn't know how to handle it very well. After reading hundreds of stories about adults being forced in to diapers and plastic pants through regression, I ordered some plastic pants online and found them very satisfying to have close by when nobody was around. As time went on, the internet became more robust and I would see pretty girls in diapers and plastic pants. I read stories of others that were either DL's or AB's and became even more interested. I remember attempting to introduce my wife at the time to diaper play and should called me several names I won't mention. Needless to say, I was shut down from further activity along the ABDL line.
As it turned out, we divorced and now I lived alone. I began experimenting. I bought many kinds of plastic pants. Pull-on, snaps, PVC, etc. I would wear them over my underwear at night. Than one day I bought some disposable diapers and put the plastic pants over them at night. Each and every time I would get aroused. The attraction finally grew until I began experimenting to see how much each type of diaper would hold, confirming for me the plastic pants were very justifiable! lol
I now knew that I was a DL, but interested in the AB side as well. At one point I found a Adult Baby Nursery in Florida and decide to go for it. What a great experience!!!! I began regression that had been bottled up and REALLY enjoyed the Sitter changing my diaper and putting on fresh plastic pants with baby powder and such.
As I sit here and write, I am in a wet disposable diaper with blue plastic pants wishing I could find a lady in my life to share such wonder experiences. However, reality is such that at my age it most likely won't happen. So DD serves as somewhat of a help supporting my desire and keeping me from thinking I am a freak. This week, I may just wear a diaper and plastic pants under my jeans when I go to the grocery. Baby steps, eh?