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I found this gem in the archives of a long defunct bulletin board. I don't know who DTC/Dander9876 is/was - the only reference I can find is on the old Alt.Sex.Fetish.Diapers NewsNet group, and that is to a defunct AOL link. But from the time-stamp (GMT-5), it was someone in the Easter part of the US. Either way, it is a sweet story - enjoy. _______________________________________________ From: (Dander9786) Subject: WAITING FOR THUNDER chapter One Date: 3 Jan 1996 16:50:56 -0500 Waiting for Thunder BY THE DTC Introduction Who said the weather can't change your life? It changed mine. It all started when I was eleven years old. Chapter One THE FIRST TIME It started as a one night thing. Ever since I was really young I was afraid of lightning, and yes I wet myself when there was thunder. This one time, the weatherman said thunder was coming, and I got worried before it even got there. My mom pulled me aside and told me "Mikey, remember when grandma stayed with us and she wore diapers, well we have some left. I think you should wear one tonight since there is a storm coming and you know, you'll get scared." I couldn't argue with her, mainly because it sounded kind of fun to wear a diaper for one night. "Can you do it yourself or do you need me to do it for you?" She asked. Kind of a dumb question. I was eleven I had no clue how to put a diaper on. She did and my hand and led me to her room and had me lay on her bed. She was about to get me undressed when she stopped "You know, since it's getting late already. I think I'll just get your PJ's for you, and get them on you as well. I laid there nervously but a little excited as I waited for her to return. I was a little surprised to see she had picked out the footed sleeper my demented aunt had gotten me for Christmas, before I could argue she explained "I know, but I just figured it would hide the diaper better in case anyone came over tonight" As if anyone ever came over unannounced, but I opted not to complain. I stared at the ceiling as I felt her hands unbuckle buckle my belt and pull it free from my pants. She set the belt down next to me, and unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. I raised up a little so she could slide them out from under me and down to my ankles and finally completely off. She checked the pockets as always before throwing them in the clothes hamper. "Sit up honey" she said as she started to lift my shirt up, I did, and she pulled the shirt up over my head, and tickled me some while she had me blinded by my clothes. she threw my shirt in the hamper with my pants, and then had me lay back down. The last of my clothing, my underpants were slid out from under me as I turned red from embarrassment. My mother smiled acknowledging my embarrassment but didn't stop. She got up and grabbed one of grandmas diapers from the bag in her closet and returned to me. Again I raised up as she slid the diaper under me, and then pulled it tightly up my crotch. It was a little big for me, but mom said that would just make it work better, as she fasted the two tapes on each side. With my diaper on I stood up and mom helped me into my sleeper Zipping it all the way up, she smiled, kissed me on the forehead and said "You look so cute, I could just leave you like this forever, would you mind?" I jokingly said "Sure, why not" and she sent me with a slap to my well padded bottom, to go watch TV for a while. About an hour later, the thunder started getting close, and I instantly got scared. I yelled for my mom as I ran toward her room. I hoped on her bed and she grabbed me tight and held me as the thunder boomed above us. About the third lightning strike I felt myself wet my diaper. But I was too scared to care. I just let it flow into my diaper as I held on to my mom. Within an hour the lightning and thunder had gone off into the distance, and the sound was now so faint, it didn't bother me. My mom, seeing I had calmed down. Let go of me, and I wiped the tears from my cheeks as she patted my head. "Did you use your diaper honey?" I remembered my wet diaper, and was surprised that I hadn't felt wet, I felt dry, and it was kind of nice. "Yes mommy, I did" I said almost proud of the fact. My mom nodded to let me know she knew what I was thinking. "Well, I'll change you in a little while, why don't you go clean up your room some." I told her I would, and waddled off down the hall. The squishing of my diaper between my legs was somewhat comforting. It made me feel, I don't know, safe to be wearing a diaper. and somewhere in the back of my mind, I heard myself say I liked it. Chapter Two- THE CHANGE I had my room all clean and was watching TV when my mom finally came in to change me. To my surprise (and delight) she was holding another diaper. "Mikey honey, The weatherman says there might be more thunder tonight, so just to be safe, I think we should go ahead and put another diaper on you." I tried to hide my inner joy, but it escaped with my joyous response "OK!" as I started unzipping my sleeper so that my diaper could be changed. As I was undressing I saw myself in the mirror for the first time, and I had to admit, I did look cute in a diaper. Even if it was now sagging in the crotch from being heavily wet. I kicked off my sleeper and laid down on my bed, so Mom could change me. Mom giggled and talked to me as she changed me. "You know, it's been almost eight years since I have changed your diaper. You've gotten so big so fast, but you'll always be my little baby" I smiled at that. I loved it when she called me her little baby. Before I knew it I was diapered again, and my mom was handing me my sleeper to put back on. I got it on and zipped it up to the top. "Well, it's almost your bedtime, why don't you go brush your teeth and then get on into bed a little early tonight?" I usually would not have agreed, but for some reason I did tonight. I slept better than I had in years that night. My sleeper was so soft and warm, I had to admit I liked it, even though I cursed my aunt (behind her back of course) for getting me such childish clothes. There was no more thunder that night, but I used my diaper anyway. I had a bad dream and woke up in the middle of he night needing to pee real bad. But the dream had scared me and I didn't want to get out of bed, because the monsters might get me, so remembering my diaper, I just let it out. It was kind of nice, not wasting half the night about going to the bathroom. I just let it go and went right back to sleep. Chapter Three- DREAMS I woke up early since I had gone to bed early, so I went downstairs and turned on the TV, not really watching as I was still a little groggy, but I liked to lay on the couch and listen, and usually fall back asleep for a while. I did fall asleep on the couch, and I had a bad dream again, something was chasing me, I couldn't see what but it was after me, it finally grabbed me and I fell to the ground, and it grabbed me and..... I woke up screaming, but suddenly realized where I was. Mom was standing over me taking my wet diaper off of me, and I Jumped up and hugged her crying from the dream. mom sat down on the edge of the couch and just let me hold her till I felt better. After a few minutes I stopped crying and calmed down. "Well, are we feeling better now?" My mom asked me, I told her I was better now and said I was sorry for acting like a baby. "It's okay honey, we all get scared sometimes, it doesn't make you a baby" Mom always made me feel better. Mom went back to changing me, and with the wet diaper off she wiped me with a wash cloth to clean me up. "So am I putting another diaper on you?" The question confused me, Why was she asking me, there was no thunder in the morning, she can't possible know how much I like them, can she???...... Chapter Four- YES OR NO "Well, you can't stay naked all day, diapers or underpants?" She asked me again. I didn't know what to say, I knew I liked the diapers, but didn't want to admit it. " Mikey, There is a good chance there will be thunder this afternoon, but it's up to you" Possible thunder made it easier for me, and even at my young age I knew that mom had said that to make me feel better "I better wear a diaper then" I said trying to sound like I was giving in to my needs and not my desires. "Good choice" Mom said as she picked up a diaper she had brought with her. She got me diapered, then told me to get up and go get dressed. I ran upstairs to get dressed with the crinkling of my diaper following right behind me. I had to struggle to get my already tight jeans on over my diaper and upon looking in the mirror it was obvious I had a diaper on. I grabbed a baggy shirt from my closet and left it hanging out over my jeans to cover my bulging rear. Then I ran back downstairs to join my mom in the living room. Chapter Five- TO PEE OR NOT TO PEE I joined my mom on the couch and sat close to her as we watched the morning talk shows. My mom put her arm around me and held me closer to her, and I just stayed there enjoying my moms loving touch. Half way into the show I had to pee, and I had to pee bad. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to use my diaper cause I might get in trouble since it wouldn't be an accident, and I was kind of embarrassed to tell my mom to take my diaper off so I could go to the bathroom. I held it while I thought. Within minutes it was getting tough to hold it in, and mom finally noticed my straining "What's wrong honey" she asked me. I told her I had to pee real bad, and she looked at me and said then go pee! "But mom, I can't use my diaper if I don't have too, can I?" I asked in a tone that begged her to give me a yes answer. She did give me a yes, and with a sigh of relief I relaxed and let my bladder empty into my diaper. "Feel better now?" Mom asked me. Sighing again I said yes. "Do you need me to change you now?" she asked me next. "No, I can wait a while" I told her, I liked the feel of the diaper when it was swollen with pee and warm and squished when I moved. Mom just smiled and we went back to watching TV. After OPRAH mom changed me again. Commenting on how tight my pants were she suggested we go out after lunch and get a larger pair. I agreed even though it seemed silly since I was only wearing diapers for a day or two....... _______________________________________________ That's all there was. I've toyed with a continuation, but cannot find the original author to get permission. /WSwriter

Would be interesting to hear everyone's store of almost being discovers, caught or even having a stash found. I've had a few times where my wife was questioning me if I wore a diaper and I've said no then she goes off and says she's going to check the garbage. Luckily she hasn't yet. She's come close to finding a couple stash's and I really don't care of the plain white diapers but am very scared if she finds my Rearz baby footprint diapers in the guest room closet.

I was writing the synopsis to my next ABDL inspired story and I freaked out.

I need some good advice. I recently figured out that I like wearing diapers. This being the case I am also struggling with accepting it. Now I am considering letting my future husband in on my new secret but would have no idea on how to do this. Plus once I tell him I am terrified of how he will react. How do Tell him my secret?