Evelyn Dellcerro

Don't you worry your sweet heart Brian.. Love is coming your way and so far this is a beautiful story. I just hope that we can make it a reality. I have been so busy with summer fashion and haven't even had time to get on this thing (computer).. Love you, miss you, and the biggest tightest hugs from us both..

I became a DL at the tender age of thirteen, I don't think the internet was even in it's infancy.. I loved diapers and I loved to poop my panties from the age of twelve. For me it was an orgasm, not just a thrill,, and also lots of fun !! Y'all gotta remember this was 1978. They did have poop magazines and scat magazines and believe me, I searched them out and made plenty of diaper loving friends. There was snail mail and parties to be had. Many would say I took chances, but what is life all about, we all take chances one way or the other...

I havent written here in forever !! Let me introduce myself @Csimmonds.. I am Evelyn, and have been here for about 3 years. I've made many friends here, and I know exactly what you are going through. My nephew now 19 as well has been a DL since the age of 14. I myself have been a DL for 43 years. My reason for being DL is purely sexual, and I found this out at the young age of 13. I couldnt express this to my parents in 1978. You are 50 and you know what would have happened if I told my parents. I would have been locked up in some asylum and forced to take some good mind altering drugs. I kept it a secret and still do from my mother which is now 81 years old. You say that youre trying to learn what it all entails. That is a very positive attitude and I commend you.. He is your son and as a parent we do our best to understand. I dont know how far he has gotten into this fetish (if he is into bottles, pacifiers, plastic pants, wetting, pooping, toys) See ABDL is just the other side of me. I am into the pleasure the diaper brings me when I poop (being honest) My nephew is in college, and doing great. Quick story so you understand. I adopted my nephew at age 13 because his father kicked him out of his house because he came out as gay. I love my brother, but I hate what he did. So my nephew under my and my partners care went from failing his grades to a straight A student and skipped a grade. I make sure he is always doing well. What I would recommend is that you sit with your son and have a long, and I mean long talk. Dont be scared to ask him any questions. If you love your son you will listen to his every word. Listen from your heart. Please dont judge him, I dont know what part of the US you are from, but sit outside in your yard and just talk. You did mention that you are married, and I would expect you to discuss this with your wife also. I will be honest with you many youths go through the binge and purge cycle. They think of themselves as not normal, or a freak and they will stop cold turkey, just to realise that this fetish will pull them back in. I wore diapers all through high school and college, and no one ever asked, and I never told anyone but a close friend. Lets just say I was married to a lovely man for 25 years and he didnt like that I wore diapers but he accepted it. I lost him in 2012 to war. I remarried 8 years later to a person that was on my level being a diaper lover for 20 years himself. Just listen to your heart and be there for your son is all that I can tell you. Unconditional love I have been preaching all my life. Love cures all if you just open your heart. I have said enough for now and thanks @~Brian~ for bringing this to me. I will be getting on more often now that I am on vacation until Jan 4th. Hugs and kisses to everyone and I am glad I could be any help..

Its always a risk,, but definitely fun !!

Those are the best kind, you sit on them to squish em down and you feel it !!!

I was so glad to have had you and Jade here for the weekend and as usual thanks for your wonderful company. Was glad to have your mom here and enjoy her laughter and her sorrow together. I know it was a very rough weekend for all of us, but it proved to me the love of family and friends can overcome just about anything. We all lost a lot 20 years ago, and we vowed to each other never to forget.. Hugs to you all !! Thanks for the overwhelming response everyone !!!

It was a beautiful Tuesday morning as I left for work at 3:45AM. I was at my desk at 4:30AM. The day was great all duties were handed out by 7AM. We were all sitting at the big table plotting our positions at a runway show scheduled at 9AM just a few short blocks away. We were doing a pre take of a Versace show and thats when the chaos hit. The monitors were switched over to the news CNN. The first plane had just hit the North Tower 8:45AM. The audience was lead out and we were packed in record time. We saw what was going on from street level. We parked our trucks in the lot and my boss hugged me and told me "get out of here". I remember hugging and kissing him and my crew, and just high tailing it out of there. I remember driving up the West Side Drive and people pulling over on the shoulder and taking pictures. This was the first time in my life I did not want to stop. I wanted to get home. I knew in my heart this was an attack, and my husband was probably home getting dressed. He had just gotten home a week before on leave. I blasted through traffic. Just as I was pulling into my driveway my husband comes running out the door. We hugged and kissed and went inside to watch what was happening on the TV. Watching on tv the replay of the second plane hit I saw my husband put his head in his hands and just start sobbing. He knew this was trouble. I went upstairs to my radio room and put on all the radios and tuned in. We had lunch and dinner in my radio room that day. It was horror ! America was under attack, and there was nothing we could do. The al qaeda terrorist organization of saudi fugitive osama bin laden, they were allegedly acting in retaliation for America’s support of Israel, its involvement in the Persian Gulf War and its continued military presence in the Middle East. I got lucky that week, my husband was called back a week later. I got to spend another week with him. That whole week my boss told me to stay home, and he will contact me on the weekend. I spent the weekend with my father and mother, and we reminisced about the times we spent sight seeing at The Towers when I was a child. My first helicopter ride I was 9 years old back in 1974 and The Towers were just opened a year before that. I still have the picture I took from the helicopter. I think back to that somber day and I cry for the 343 firefighters and paramedics, the 37 police officers from the ny/nj port authority, 23 police officers from new york city, 8 emt private paramedics, and one patrolman from the fire patrol. That day 2,977 people lost their lives in a blatent act of terrorism. Also I want to send prayers out to the families of the 125 military personnel and civilians that were killed in the Pentagon, along with all 64 people aboard the airliner, and to the 44 people aboard flight 93. It truly was a day to never forget !! Just to think of how many lives were altered that day I bow my head down in silence. This is how I want to remember The Towers,, as an innocent 9 year old girl... God Bless America !!

I take a bath every morning before work. I get home in the afternoon about 3PM. I shower when I get home. Many times after I shower I crawl into bed with my partner and take a few hours to nap. If he is up for a little fun, not a problem. We take a quick shower after sex and come back to the bed. If the day is warm, like its been lately, I take a shower when I wake up. I am a water person,, I admit I take an average of 3 showers daily, and of course if I am messy, I hose down then shower.

Scorepio I havent seen you in the room as much but I do miss you, A very long time. that has passed, hope to chat soon, Summer is almost over and the room will get packed once again. Hugs and sweet kisses my friend.

Make you a nice tequila and guava juice and lime juice with shaved ice, I wont forget the little umbrella for you Brian..

Cuse we have spoken many times and believe me I feel your pain. My first husband as much as I loved him, diapers were not for him. We did everything you can possibly think of sex wise except for diapers. In my first husbands own words "that is your thing and I will never interfere" he didnt mind that I wore or even wore going out. He just didnt find them romantic and never had sex or touched me if I had a diaper on. We did have a wonderful marriage, just without diapers. After he passed, I met Elle four years later, and we are inseperable. Being with someone that loves diapers and shares the life is something still new to me. I havent had this much fun since college. Compromise is always good and you never know. Hopefully you know that you are never alone and there is a whole site of people here including me that are willing to chat and put you at ease. Hugs to you Cuse and speak to you soon in chat.

You always have friends Marc, and we all think you are awesome !!

Yes taking the dogs out for a walk in a messy diaper has always been a weekend thing for me and my partner. We bulk up on extra oatmeal and apples. Take a walk from one end of the park to the other, and feeling the poop spread is glorious. Many of the times we hide behind a tree and play grab ass and I squish his diaper and he squishes mine. The orgasmic feelings are just wonderful. Then to walk home and leave the dogs in the yard while we cover the bed with a tarp and just go at it like two teens. The walk home was our aphrodisiac..

Rather than tell my partner about my diaper I showed them. Many would say I have a fairytale romance and in all honesty I prayed for many years and went out searching for many years. I am not a religious person, but someone was looking out for me that fateful night May. 23, 2016.. I went to a dance club to let off steam. I have always loved dancing. I saw this beautiful woman sitting by herself and just fidgeting with her drink (I thought it was a woman).. I walked up and asked for a dance. He grabbed my hand and we danced for a few songs, sat and talked and danced some more. I was always the brave one and while dancing I put my hand on his ass. Now I know all of you reading know what "Deja Vous" is. When my hand touched his diaper covered ass my mind just left me and went blank and all I could think of was "this is not real, someone is playing a cruel joke" We went and sat back down and had a drink. The thought of feeling that diaper refused to leave my mind. I asked him to come with me to the bathroom. The look on his face was blank. We went in the bathroom and I looked him right in the eyes and helped him raise his skirt. I didnt know whether to cry or get on my knees and pray. I stood there and couldnt speak. I raised my skirt and showed him my diaper. The part that gets me to this day is that we were both wearing pullups. In a matter of about fifteen seconds I grabbed his face and I just kissed him, like someone was pushing me to kiss him, and he kissed me back. We kissed for what felt like hours. After our first kiss we went and sat and talked for hours. We told each other everything, and when I say everything the kitchen sink was included. I have loved this wonderful man and crossdresser for five years now. I sit here holding his hand sitting in bed. both of us crying and just reminiscing of that wonderful, fateful, beautiful night, even remembering the songs we danced too. He a diaper lover of 23 years and me a diaper lover of 43 years. Life has been wonderful and very inspiring to me. This is how we both shared our love of diapers. Like I said I love reading stories and posts here, and it hurts my heart when I read stories with negative reactions. I cant see rejecting somebody because they wear diapers. We love from our hearts.. I truly hope this encourages people to never give up on hope, and love. Thanks to you all... Never lose that love !! Cherish that woman and make her as happy as you can

I have seen this and the best I can tell you is work on your eating habits. Apples. Apples are a good source of fiber, with one small apple (5.3 ounces or 149 grams) providing 3.6 grams of fiber ( 2 ). ... Prunes. Prunes are often used as a natural laxative — and for good reason. ... Kiwi. ... Flax seeds. ... Pears. ... Beans. ... Rhubarb. ... Artichokes. Rice. .. Oatmeal. .. Wheat/white bread. ..

I love all of you here and I read this and all I can think of is losing my husband back in 2012. I sit here crying and wonder to myself why ? I lost a good man that I loved and held for a quarter of a century and all I can ask or say is why. No words can really come to mind. Love you all...

I'm sitting here with my partner, and after we read all the responses, I have to admit my response would be "Where Is The Lazy" ? People think it is lazy for us to wear diapers. Now if you actually sit and think about this seriously. We put on a diaper. we dirty the diaper (pee, poop, cum), now we play in the diaper. Still in one swipe here, we have to take off the diaper, clean ourselves, dispose of the diaper, physically wrap it up so we get no excess smell that permeates the air or house. Now imagine the lot of us that wear cloth diapers and plastic pants.. Those of us that actually have to clean the poop out of the diaper, wash the diaper, disinfect the diaper, then dry the diaper... Please explain to me where is the lazy ? I see it as triple the work here. We could have easily been a toilet slave and used the porcelain king. I know many people that love to throw that word (lazy) around like it means something. Many people think diapers is the lazy way I know this, also many people (society) love to judge and bitch and moan and put AB & DL alike in horrible groups. I am lazy,,I could have regular sex, wham, bam and done, but NO !! I want to have diaper sex, me and my partner have to cover the bed with a tarp so we dont stain or ruin our 2,000 dollar mattress, We have diaper sex (very enjoyable), Now there is diaper gel, poop, pee, female ejaculate, sperm, all over the tarp. We cant just get off the bed and run around leaving a mess on the floor. We use towels to wipe our bodies and our feet, and to protect the parkay floors. We have to throw towels in a bag and seperate them from regular laundry. We hose off and bathe. We must remove the tarp and clean it or toss it (I buy tarps wholesale)... Think about it, This is lazy ? In my entire life I have never been called lazy. From the age of seven I cooked, cleaned, went food shopping, cut the grass, did laundry and cleaned and vacuumed the entire house for my parents and I praise my fellow ABDL friends that wear cloth diapers and plastic pants everyday. Those are the diehard people, I cant even write out a list here, because it is way too long. I use disposable, for very special occasions and anniversaries I love cloth diapers and believe me they are still as soft and as fluffy as the day I bought them. I have loved diapers from a young age. I have cleaned all my messes from junior high school, high school, and college. I love you guys and please excuse me for being brutally honest and blunt. I dont come here to hide behind a keyboard, I come here to tell it like it is. So next time someone says diapers are lazy,, LAUGH AT THEM !!! SOCIETY IS WARPED !!!!

Nothing like being at home all comfy in a diaper and tee shirt walking around the house. Sounds like fun to me !!

I love to add just enough sugar, dont wanna make Brian a diabetic, and enough spice, not too much to make his poop burn.. lol ..... For me whenever hiring I always gave hands on training, and have trained quite a few of my collegues. I always wanted people to feel comfortable on a job, and if anyone ever came to me and said they needed a diaper, my first question would be "will it interfere with your job"? and second would be "will it interfere with anyone elses job" ? I have worn diapers throughout my job and have never had a reason to tell anyone or even to disclose. So I would expect nothing else from my crew.. Kisses Brian and Elles gonna write her post in a bit,, she sends hugs..

When I started out at my job I never revealed that I did my own drawings and that I had been into photography as a hobby. I had done drawing in animation and cartooning back in high school. I was hired for a worldwide company as an accountant in 1995. I was there at a desk in an office alone working and of course I had my pullup on as a regular diaper lover would have. I was at my desk doodling on down time, and in comes my manager and the owner of the company, I had not a clue who this man was. My manager introduces me and the owner shook my hand and was staring at my doodling. I was bored and had been drawing some old cartoons I know. I always had a warped sense of humor and my exact drawing was Gumby and Pokey having sex. I was trying desperately to cover up the cartoon with my elbow,, but it was in color and was out in plain sight. I was a bit embarrassed as the owner picked up the pad and just burst out laughing like Santa yelling Ho Ho Ho !! He looked at me and asked if I had a portfolio of drawings and I loved to doodle and had my case with me. He was looking through my work and shook his head. My manager was standing in the background quiet and what looked to be a bit fearful. The owner took my hand and asked if I ever worked with animation. I told him honestly that I did draw for my high school paper back in 1981.. he asked me to come in the following morning bright and early at 4:30AM. The following morning he was waiting for me at the service door with a security guard Joe. We sat over a cup of coffee and he explained to me what was going on. He mentioned the cartoonist that did the ads you all see in newspapers was retiring and he wanted a fresh face, something totally new and he wanted to do this with me. I really had no idea that I would be in charge just a year later and that I would have my own crew of photographers and videographers to go out in the field and do runway shows and convert many of these dresses and gowns and fashion into animation. The company actually paid for my basic computer skills. I loved it and I realized I could still wear my diapers. Weird thought right. It was wonderful and I got to pick and choose my crew. The owner of the company is a great man and turned out to be a wonderful boss and friend. I was honored that he actually wanted me to do his wedding pictures a few years later. I'm sitting here crying thinking of the chance this man took on me and how life changed for me. Here I was with college degrees in accounting and business drawing on a computer screen with a mouse and making triple of what I started out as. I love my job, I love my crew, and they are like my second family. My first husband was so proud of me and I loved the support he gave me. Up to present day I still love my job and it has opened so many opportunities for me. I am still a very humbled Latina that grew up in The Bronx and never took anything for granted. I want to dedicate this to a loving face that I saw every morning Mr. Joseph. He was the security guard that opened the doors for me every morning for twenty two years and walked me to my office. He passed from the covid virus last year and I do miss his wonderful smile and sense of humor. I never asked about his personal life and he was always the perfect gentleman. Joe this shot of tequila is for you buddy !!! Many people will never understand my dedication to my job, but I was given a million dollar shot at a future. The owner took a chance on me and I am proud to serve a company with all my heart and energy. I think about it and I have six years to retire, What will retirement be like ?? And I still love my diapers and wear them faithfully. I also wish to thank @~Brian~ for giving me the chance to read this question..

I love a great poogasm ! And many people will not understand how the pleasure a good solid poop feels to me. From the age of 13 pooping in a diaper has been an orgasm to me. If I pooped in my panties, if I pooped in my diaper, even if I pooped on a toilet the poop exiting my anus is what makes me orgasm. I dont even have to touch myself unless I want a multi orgasm. Like this friday, I left work and pooped my diaper as I was looking into my trunk. While holding on th the edge of the trunk I orgasmed. I waited a minute to get my bearings and then sat down and squished the poop and drove home. I got home and my partner was in the basement waiting for me. My partner hugged me and grabbed me and squished my diaper more and we made love right on the basement floor under three showerheads pounding our bodies. My partner hosed me off and cleaned me up and wrapped a towel around me and we went upstairs. My partner had made lunch and we relaxed with a good lunch and went to bed for a 3 hour nap all cuddled up. I have never, ever lost interest in pooping my diaper, and I dont ever think I will. It has been a very long journey for me. There are still many that dont have partners or have never told their their partner about their diapers. I cant help but love my partner more and more. My partner poops a diaper and we will have a good few hours of fun together. There is never a time we dont enjoy our diapers. Many times we poop our diapers together and sleep and cuddle for hours on the weekend together enjoying our diapers. I dont think a climax stops me from having a good time at all. We can climax and still have more diaper fun.

Sounds like you're really enjoying the diaper fun @rusty pins. Hey when I was on vacation a month back it was great being diapered for a period of six weeks and travelling with my partner also diapered. Changing in the truck and just peeing and messing our diapers any chance we had. Was great , and we have to get back to reality and work. Messing at home or on the go has always been fun for us. Glad that you are enjoying it and hope you have many more exciting ventures like this. Hugs to you !! Kisses ducky !! I hope you kept a nice log in that diaper, lol... Logs are always fun.

I read it as "Told a few people about wanting to wear diapers, they have been very understanding and accepting, and only two weren't".. I have never told anyone that wasn't a diaper lover since the age of thirteen and I feel it is my business and mine alone. My husband knows, my diaper lovers friends do too. That is it. The world is not accepting and we are looked upon as the scum of the earth and even worst. I think of us as the chosen few. Many have read what society thinks of us and quite frankly I really have no time to worry about societies woes @NappyJames. You enjoy that diaper and you have plenty of accepting friends here. Hugs to you sweetie and sport them diapers as if they were made of gold..