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An actual interesting topic, hooray!

Anyway:

It all began on the planet Krypton... Wait, that was Superman, I get us confused sometimes, its probably the tights.

I was born in the closest place to the sun that human beings can actually live and function as a society, Bakersfield California. At the time it was pretty much a hick town, not much going so not alot of people who understood the alternative lifestyles that I know of. I grew up pretty normal, the oldest of two at the time, my brother being a scant year behind me. We were each others source of entertainment for a long time as there weren't many kids in the neighborhood and my mother was a bit overzelous about keeping us safe. But as all kids do we grew old enough to have some semblance of sense and got to go outside and socialize with other children.

Now of course I was a bedwetter through all of this which may be some of the source of my current disposition in the community, though at the time I didn't really care about that. I think what really got to me is when I met a kid who was normal outside of his house, but was treated in a very babyish manner when he was inside. Now don't get me wrong, we were like four or five, so it was completely non-sexual just him being geniuenly non potty trained and clingy to his old stuff.

I didn't really think of it much at the time, but I think that was what planted the seed. Bakersfield still stayed the same even after I moved out, and I still consider it a hick town because I moved to San Francisco during my Junior High School years. This was about the time that a couple of things started happening, one I started to realize that I was empathyzing more with the girl caste of the school system, but unallowed to really hang out with them on the grounds that it would have been 'creepy.' And two I started to notice a carnal need to be taken care of, which lead in a whole bunch of different directions.

At first I looked around D/s communities on the internet, while it was all basically porn at the time, I did find out enough to know about the Dominant, subserviant roles effectively. To this day I'm still looking for a Master or Mistress to actively collar me, but thats pretty beside the point. What happened while I was exploring was that I stumbled across a Master who had punished his sub by diapering her and leaving her bound for a whole day. This interested me to no end and I started to explore that, finding the diaper sites and realizing that I was indeed a TB at the time. This was back in the day when the only real sites around were [That site] and DPF, but I continued to search around.

On a sidenote this is why I can't really be mad at the Fifteen some year olds for coming to these areas and chatting. Because at one time I was the same kind of person. If you old farts in the community want to be mad at them or me then feel free, but its bullshit for us 20 some year olds to feel that way just because we're scared of being called pedophiles. I'm not, and I'm comfortable enough to talk to people without having to approach them sexually, so bullocks to the rest of you.]

Back on topic: The story actually doesn't end there, shortly thereafter I found out about sissies which also intrigued me. While I didn't really enjoy the idea of dressing up in pink frills and and smelling of perfume and cheap make up. Still something got to me and I realized that it was more about the idea of acting girlish that intrigued me, and soon after I found out about transgenderism. Thats about the extent of my beggining, alot of searching around the internet. I can't really identify the exact instance that caused me to be a baby subserviant, but I've got my guesses.

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Well i post what made me like diapers and dont think you all want to hear that agen so i just tell you when i found out, my sister was hurt as a kid and was in a coma she had to wear diaper and when she came home the sent some home well about 3 years later she foun them put up in a box and started wearing them as a joke with her friends but it fill me with joy thinking of puting one on but i never did, and then about a year later i seen a cartoon about a babby super hero name max,and i think that when i found out that i want to wear a diaper i still have never worn one, i cant i still live at home with my mom and dad becuse i never realy made the money needed to get a place, and i dont have a place where no one could find them and i realy surpess it all my life i did not even know there were other like me untell a month ago when i join this site. untell then i thought i wa wird and hide it and did every thing i could to forget about it but i nerve could

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All I can remember is when I was about 4 and my younger brother was one, I would wake up very early at the weekends when my parents were asleep and sneak downstairs and put on my brothers nappies, wet them and then go back to bed. I can't remember my parents reactions to this at all, except they moved the nappies out of my reach. It seems that I've always had the urge to want to wear and be a baby again. Recording pampers adverts of the TV and stealing the odd nappy or pull up off relatives.

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For me, I was introduced by one of my girlfriends who wear it for convinence and during our monthly periods. Wearing diapers are nice when ur out in public and you don't know how clean those public bathrooms are. They are great for those long road trips and during times when u can't make it to the barthoom
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Well it is a good question to start with. I think it touches parts of my diapered and diaper related life so I kinda made a CV from it which can be found under story time - first try. my reply can be found at this Link directly My diapered and diaper related life

I posted it under story time because i have already wrote a part as a story and it matches there pretty good too. the story posted there is part of my real life except the being caught part which is invented and hasn't happened yet. Replace Kevin with Andy in the story at post one and you have it.

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I honestly can't remember. I remember finding a diaper in my home (I think there was a visiting baby) when I was about four years old. I'm pretty sure it was a cloth diaper since I'm in my forties, and I think I was caught trying to put it on. I didn't really understand why I wanted to wear it at the time, I probably just thought it would feel good.

I don't remember having any desires or thoughts of diapers until years later, when I was a pre-teen. I didn't even know there were such things as larger diapers that might fit me, but I found some large (toddler) plastic pants at a Ben Franklin general store and thought they might fit me. Well, they were tight, but I got them on and immediately knew that this was something special. So did my penis. Then again, at that age your penis things everything is pretty special. :P

One time I came up with the brilliant idea of wrapping a huge amount of toilet paper around my penis and taping it into place. That would surely be enough to absorb any amount of pee, right? Yeah, well, I think we know what happened next.

My attraction to diapers has come and gone over the years, and came back with a vengeance when I began traveling for business. Then I found the Internet and learned that I was far from alone out here. I may not know where my love of diapers came from, but now I know it's a part of me, and that's okay.

-RMS

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  • 3 months later...

As far as I can remember I was a normally potty trained child with a younger sister who arrived just about as I had been weened out of nappies, this meant that there was a lot of nappies and rubber pants around the house always drying (big problem in those days in England as its always wet :badmood: )I do remember putting on one of my sisters rubber pants and getting the rollicking of my life from my mum who kept saying "you dont need those your grown up" and that was that for many years.

We went on a family holiday and I wet the bed on more than one occassion and was threatened with "Nappies" by mum, these words held no fear at all for me but I didn't wet the bed again for many years :)

I again came to think about Nappies at somewhere around the ages of 12 to 14 and suddenly realised that they were such a turn on that I couldn't possibly use them for their intended purpose until I took them off (ironic that :rolleyes: ) after that I was never really bothered by the subject again until my late thirties when my decidedly small bladder was becoming very inconvenient and a BIG problem to say the least as I always had to leave for the toilet during films, lessons, and indeed any function where one would be for any length of time including work etc :badmood:

And shortly after that my bladder seemed to go on auto-pilot and I would either have a few seconds or NO seconds to get to the toilet resulting in wet pants on many ocassions.

So having done all the docs and specialists etc here we are, Fully nappied pretty much 24/7 and enjoying this site and the people on it as I find that I am not alone as I once thought :roflmao:

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For me, my earliest memories of diapers were when I was 4 and seeing the day care lady take care of a baby and I had a thought that she would take care of me. My mom never potty trained me correctly and wiped me up until the age of 6. I would call her from the bathroom to come wipe. Then one night my drunken father came instead and put a stop to it by forcing me to wipe myself in front of him and in my mind I started desiring diapers and dreamt about me wearing them in a diaper commercial for weeks. A potty training toddler gets put back into diapers whenever trauma happens, but since I was 6 in my mind that desire was not acceptable to have. I never told my parents to diaper me and instead got my neighbor to give me his gerber plastic pants as I was "playing a joke" on my sister. I was cunning back then. The first time I put it on I was in the bathroom and soaked it, my pp was loose and wild and it was going everywhere inside of the plastic pants and at first I was scared, but then I released all control and I loved it, I am pretty sure I felt like a baby at that moment. I stood over the bathtub and pulled them down and then dried everything off with a towel and hid the plastic pants under all the towels in cupboard. That event hooked me and I vowed I would eventually wear diapers. I wore those plastic pants on many nights under my pajamas and was never found out. When I was 10 we got Medium pampers for our stuffed animals. They never fit right and I never fully wet them cause they would leak but I used the whole box. When I was 12 I went to the local convienence store and bought large pampers and hid them and one night I had my first orgasm in it. I was completely hooked from then on. When I was 14 I put an attends on and finally achieved nirvana. I am now 31 and wear diapers at night and can't imagine ever being without them.

Super Diaper Baby

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I think I failed the whole potty traing thing, or it just wore off. Anyhow, around 4 or 5, I started asking my mom things like "hiw was it when I wore dispers, or when I pooped in my diaper. She would say things like it was messy, and I'm glad you are a big boy now. She never could really tell me what I wanted to know, which was how did it feel when I pooped in my diapers. One day, I was laying on my tummy, coloring at my grandma's house, while my mommy was out grocery shopping or something. I had to poop. I just kept coloring and at the same time thinking, "why not poop in my pants so I can see how it feels". Finally, I was just about to the point where I either had to go sit on the potty or poop in my pants, so I just pushed and filled my pants. I loved it. It didn't take long before grandma noticed what I'd done, and I got spanked for it, but I was now hooked. It was a year or two later, but I had to do it again.

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