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I would have to say ZityBiz is also a wonderful site to get to know people, everyone there is respectful. Also ADISC is pretty decent. FetLife just absolutely sucks in my opinion.

I have done it many, many times, and still do (although dry). I will put on my diaper and plastic pants, snuggle up to my girl and she'll ask if "her baby is hungry" and I'll start suckling. She'll then ask if baby needs to go poopy, and talk me through it while I fill my diaper. She'll say things like "Shoo...my baby is really stinky!". It is sexual for her, and let's just say she ends up as rewarded as I am...

Can't even find a good disposable diaper for sale in any stores these days. Its all made to look like underwear. Don't know if these silly seniors are buying this stuff, because they sure don't hold much!

Does anyone know if Loving Comfort diaper company is still doing business? I have ordered several products from them in the past, and found that they were very high quality. Unfortunately I can't seem to determine whether their site is even secure anymore, and phone calls are not returned. If anyone knows the status, please let me know...

Yes, I DEFINITELY get that same tingle. I've gone as far as backing up the DVR or DVD several times, just to hear them say it over and over again. I'd love to hear Julia Roberts, Drew Barrymore, and too many others to list say all those words. I've gone as far as to get pretty women I meet say it as well, although I'm absolutely certain they have no idea what I'm up to!

I'm pretty much with everyone else, I can think of no good reason why your mom needs to know about your DL lifestyle. My mother doesn't know about mine, and I'm certain she has done things that I never want to know. Should she ever find out by accident, you can just simply say you are experiencing some "bladder issues" and leave it at that. I fear she would more than likely be very uncomfortable knowing about your secret desires. Every one of us have them, have you ever found out something about someone where you thought "eww...I wish I didn't know that about them!"? This would fall into that same category. I vote you keep it to yourself, you still have many friends here you can share your interests with. Trying to persuade someone who has no idea what this is all about almost always ends in disaster.

I have to admit, this one made me laugh!!! Yes, we have had more than our fair share of "spirits", and usually imbibe on the weekends, bit only every other, as I have my son every other weekend as well, and we NEVER drink around him. I hope I didn't confuse everyone, I'm not "worried" about what classification I should be considered, just curious, more than anything. I realize I have a good thing going for me, and it took a long time to get to where I am today. I am pleased to see that there are others that are experiencing the same things I am, it is so much fun!!! *hic*...LOL

I personally enjoy making a big #2 in my diapers. I've been doing it for a long time, and I wouldn't waste my time putting on a diaper unless I was going to make a mess in it. By now, I have it down to a science, when it comes time to clean up, I am able to do so with minimal work (and a nearby shower). I always wear cloth, so it's easy to un-pin one side, take the cloth liner to wipe off any excess, throw the liner in a Wal-Mart bag (I can't think of anything better to put in a bag that says "Wal-Mart" on it!) that is lined with newspaper, use a paper towel to clean up any additional mess (Viva is the softest) and then jump in the shower. I have a hand held shower massage with several settings, I place it on "turbo-blast" and everything washes right off, I never even get it on my hands. But...I can certainly understand someone who doesn't want to deal with this type of activity, the clean-up is not the most pleasant thing you'll do that day! I've just learned over time how to be discreet and quick when it comes time to attend to my personal hygeine.

Ok, before you continue to read this, I want you to know it may be a little more information than you want to know, so no need to go further if you have a weak stomach. I have always had a diaper fetish since I was knee-high to a grasshopper. I tried various forms of diaper wearing, from towels, to garbage bags lined with a lot of paper towels. I'm very embarrassed to admit this, but I use diapers for both wetting and messing. As I reached puberty in the late 70's, I discovered magazines (Letters, Nugget, the occassional Hustler, etc...) that mentioned adults wearing diapers, and they were called adult babies. (yes, "I thought I was the only one" applies here as well) I figured that is what I am, because, after all, I am an adult, and I like to wear and use diapers. I also discovered, by accident, that I am sexually turned on by wearing and using, and you can pretty much figure out on your own how that progressed. It wasn't until the late 90's that I learned of the term "DL". This is when I also discovered the internet, and DPF. As I learned more, I realized I'm not really into baby things, I just like wearing and using diapers. Pacifiers and baby bottles just don't do anything for me. So...I must be a DL. At this same time I was going through a heartbreaking divorce (not to worry, to this day she and I are still very much friends, we have a son together and long ago put our differences aside for the sake of our son, then discovered we really do like each other. And she knows about my desire to wear diapers, but was not a participant, just something I would do every couple of weeks when she was not there) and got my own place and wore them frequently, both cloth and disposables. I knew I was never going to find another woman that would at least be accepting of my diaper wearing, much less participate. I could not have been more wrong, but it certainly didn't happen overnight. I started dating my current girlfriend back in June of 2005. She is an extremely attractive woman, short, blonde and curvy. We've been told many times that we are an attractive couple, and I couldn't be happier! I would have given up diapers for the rest of my life to be with her once I got to know her well. After a few dates (and a few drinks) she informed me that sometimes she likes to be babied. She knew nothing about adults that like to wear diapers, she simply meant she likes to put her hair in pigtails, be given a bath, and be baby talked. Well, you can imagine, all sorts of alarms went off, and I quickly informed her that I would be more than happy to fulfill her desires. After a few more dates and conversations (and drinks) I was able to talk her into wearing a diaper. I had also told her by this time that I had a diaper fetish, but I didn't have to wear them around her. Well, she stated that if she was going to wear them, I should join her, after all, it was harmless, right? (cha-ching!!!) We happily indulged each other many times, and one night, after more drinks than we should have had, we both wet them together. (well, actually, she flooded hers, and was leaking!) We made such great love that night. I will never forget the night that I actually messed mine in front of her. We were sitting on my back patio, and I informed her that I needed to go to the bathroom, and I needed to do more than just pee. She had already had a few coctails, I'm sure she wasn't feeling any pain, and dared me to do it in my diaper. I told her that if I did, we would both probably regret it in the morning, and she said she wouldn't, to trust her. She then pulled down the front of her blouse, and said "c'mon baby, you can suck my breast while you do it". I was very nervous, but against my better judgement, I did it. I remember her whispering "just let it all go..." I couldn't believe I actually messed my diaper while sucking on her breasts! After the dirty deed, I went and cleaned up, she made me another drink, and yes, we made love. As expected, the next morning I think we were both embarrassed, and barely spoke of the incident. A few months later, for whatever reason, the same exact thing happened, with the same results the following morning. I admitted to her that I had never been more turned on by this, but I needed to respect her bounderies, and even apologized to her, I felt like I was taking advantage of her, and I loved her too much to take advantage of her. She told me not to worry, we wern't hurting anyone. But she did admit she wasn't too crazy about it either, stating that she was thinking in her mind "hmmm...I'm not sure about this". One Saturday morning (when we wern't drinking!) I had just made us breakfast, and she asked if I would like to be diapered. I told her that I needed to wait until I went to the bathroom, and the urge had not yet hit. She said it didn't matter, if I wanted to mess them, she could deal with it, she knows this is a part of me, but if I had to go, I had to suck on her breasts while doing it. After making absolutely sure she would be fine, I put one on, and pretty soon nature called. This was the turning point, for whatever reason, she stated that it really turned her on, especially when my face would turn red while I was completing the act. For some reason, the smell just didn't bother her. Then, the most amazing and unexpected thing happened. She got off the couch (I was kneeling beside her while she was laying down) and asked me to the bedroom. She checked the back of my diaper and stated "shoo...baby made a really big mess! Do you want to come to the bedroom and lay down with mommy? Mommy feels like she needs to be naughty" Well, of course I did! I get to use my diaper and have sex? Have I died and gone to heaven? We laid down in bed, she pulled down the front of my diaper (I wear a thick cloth pull-up with a cloth liner and plastic pants) and made incredible love. I couldn't believe it, it seemed all my dreams had finally come true. Afterwards, she asked if I would "stay in it for just a little while. This led to another session of love-making an hour later, and I finally cleaned up. She admitted that she doesn't know why it turned her on, even asking me if I thought she was normal, but she likes me being her little baby, although the only baby thing I do is suck her breasts. She has asked me several times if I minded her being my "dirty little girl". Since that time, I have bought both of us some cloth diapers, I got her some pink plastic pants, as well as some ruffled panties, and I also diaper her frequently. (she only wets hers, she doesn't like to be messy, although she has tried it a couple of times) She also had me pick out a printed pair of blue and yellow plastic pants for myself. Almost every weekend we indulge in this activity (And yes, we also have normal love making sessions throughout the week) and there is nothing better than sucking on her breasts while messing my diaper, then making love. I love it when she tells me "c'mon baby, go poopie for mommy, mommy loves it when you make a big messy!" and "are you through, or does baby have to go any more?" She'll even have me lay on my stomach and always checks to see what I have done, then pat my bulge in the back before I roll over to make love to her. Before I met her, I never actually considered the "Mommy" aspect, I just liked to wear and use diapers. I never considered wearing printed plastic pants that look babyish, and never in my dreams did I ever think I could lay with a woman and do all the things we do. I still do not have a desire to expand beyond what we do, and I have never had her change me (except for the occassional wet diaper) But I do like having a "Mommy" now, I just don't want to suck on a pacifier, drink from a baby bottle or play with baby toys. So...the question is: Am I a DL with some AB tendencies, or just strictly DL with a partner that happily indulges in this lifestyle?

My gosh, that must be why I never did like Attends, I hated that plastic lining, it sucked! Hve they improved them since the 80's?

Anyone know where you can get some old baby-care books or movies? It would have to be from the 1970's or older. I love watching the women learning how to cloth-diaper their babies, and all the care that it took to properly raise a baby. No Dr Spock, that book is still on the market. I'm talking about movies or books that would be shown in Home Ec in high school, etc... In case you're wondering, I am 46 years old, so I got to see the diaper revolution change from cloth to disposables, and I happen to enjoy both of them!

I have 2 Cloth pull-on diapers (very worn, starting to fall apart, apparently Loving Comfort went out of business) 2 Cloth Pull on's from FetWare (I don't really care for these) 4 pairs of plastic pants 1 Pin-On diaper from Loving Comfort (God I Miss that company!!!) Some disposable diapers for when my Girlfriend is here and I make a messy I've heard that BabyKins has a good pull on diaper, is it anything like Loving Comfort? LC diapers were very thick and lasted for several years.

It's entirely possible, Sparkplug, that you might actually invite some of these looks, stares and comments because you enjoy the humiliation and embarrassment of buying diapers. Nothing wrong with it, lots of people enjoy different things, thats what makes this world a wonderful place to live! I live here in the states, and have purchased many, many times, and not one word was said, not a question asked, no weird looks. It's a fact of life, we all need to buy toilet paper to wipe our butts, tampons for menstrual periods, and diapers if we cannot control our bodily fluids. (Or, we simply enjoy the freedom of wearing) I have two favorite answers when someone asks me a question that is none of their business (Or, if anyone were to question why I needed to purchase diapers.) 1. "You tell me how it will benefit you to know what you just asked me"... and 2. "What, are you writing my biography?" Shuts them up every single time! Fortunately, here in the states, we have Self-Checkout registers, so even that problem has been eliminated.

My GF knows that I wear, and she also likes to participate in wearing as well. She likes it when I mess in mine, although all she'll do is wet. Something about my messing my diaper turns her on, and often times I'll pull down the front of my diaper and she'll get on top when we make love. I know it sounds kind of strange, if not unbelievable, but it's true. Everyone has different tastes, and we found ours.