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Call me naive, but I doubt any parent has ever made a kid wear diapers at times when it is completely unnecessary, not at night, but during the day, just to be mean. And made to suck a pacifier?! No way. No parent has ever done that. And themselves carried a diaper bag while going out with the kid?! Again, ridiculous. I know some consider Redemption as serious art film, but it's soft porn really.

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Toddler Pampers: There was a case here in Canada where foster parents forced their foster children to wear diapers and sleep in cribs. While technically not the actual parent it does happen in today's society from time to time.

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From Angela's comments on the Veoh site I understand this is based on a true story. The mother's behaviour and the child's reaction ring true to me, as does the child's later development of an ABDL syndrome - an experience common to so many of us. (I use "syndrome" rather than "fetish"; there is no suggestion that she gets a sexual thrill from the ABDL habits). I doubt if this can be a "recovered memory" situation, as murders do tend to be thoroughly investigated and documented.

I think it is important to show that emotional abuse is not always a matter of sexual mistreatment of a child by a male adult, as the propagandists would try to make us believe. Abuse is primarily mental and emotional bullying, and the physical features (beating, buggery & rape) are really just the visible symptoms. The common feature is that one individual is desperate to control another and will use evil methods to do so. Abuse can occur between any two or more individuals; it is just that children are so much more vulnerable to it as they have no viable means of escape. Secrecy is the sine qua non of abuse; an abuser will always try to isolate their victim.

I note that Veoh have now taken the video down. This smacks of a Victorian approach; conceal an awkward problem and pretend that it doesn't exist. It is really very cowardly, and ultimately counter-productive. I recall that Elizabeth Fritzl ran away from her father to Vienna, was picked up by the police and returned to him, whereupon he locked her in a cellar for twenty-four years. Had the police been a little more conscious of the reality of abuse they might have asked her why she ran away, and nipped the matter in the bud. There is very good reason to make the nature of abuse better known, and Veoh's puerile decision runs counter to this.

Chad Varah founded the Samaritans after burying a fourteen-year-old girl who had committed suicide after she had had her first period. She had no-one to whom she could turn, and thought she had cancer. The Rev. Varah opened a portal for people like that. Ironically, in later life, he opposed the confidentiality of the doctor/child relationship, and thus tried to close another portal. (vide Gillick competence)

Once, as an adult, I was cornered in an abusive situation, as one of a stress-loop of three oppressive parental, medical, and employment elements. I came within an ace of murdering my Munchausens mother - as an introvert I recognised my snapping point was upon me when my hackles rose and my shoulder muscles pumped up ready to strangle her, an adrenalin rage I have never experienced before or since. I reached the point where the combination of these factors drove me to drive out looking for a suitable hosepipe to fit the exhaust. I drove past the office of a family member, and, on an impulse, called on them and explained the situation. She tackled my mother, who realised that the secret of her abuse was out, and sheered off. I blew the employer out with threat of litigation and changed my job, and I also changed my doctor. The new doctor diagnosed gallstones and fixed them. Moral: Tell someone, enlist their help, and kick your way out of the stress-loop at all points.

With the need to talk comes a need to listen. We need to make ourselves available to other people, to listen to them, and if necessary to take positive action - it is no good looking down into a grave and wishing we had acted in time. In order to do this, we need to be aware of the many natures of abuse.

This film would help people to become aware; it should be completed and released irrespective of the ruffled feathers of the establishment.

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Just my Mother diapering me once privately, caused massive emotional damage to me as a 10 year old. It got so I prayed I would be treated like Ayla in the movie and did a lot of things hoping to get caught from 11 to 16. Like have a diaper bag with bottle, diapers, and rubber pants next to my bed. Going outside wearing only my diapers and staying out until my family got back. Racing back inside to my room to change with the hopes I would be too slow or noisy. Wearing diapers under my clothes in front of them. My parents don't remember any of it as I didn't ask about it until I was 35. My Mother was shocked to hear she diapered me and she never saw the diaper bag though she changed the wet sheets on my bed all the time (we moved when I was 16 and the bed wetting & putting myself into diapers stopped.)

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That movie was just sad. Makes you stop and think twice about the whole ab/dl thing. One person's fantasy is another person's nightmare.

Well that can be said about many sexual fantasies and fetishes. Bondage, Rape, Torture....these are all heinous crimes however if they are participated in and by consenting adults then it all is alright once again.

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Hi,

This video enforces the idea thatchildhood traumata may cause AB . I myself was mistreated in a children´s hospital.

Kvetinka

It does indeed. I have no doubt that childhood trauma can cause someone to become an AB (not to mention other fetishes) but I don't accept this is the cause in every case. Simply because there are so many AB's that have had no childhood trauma.

Beth

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I, for one, cannot remember any significant childhood trauma that turned me towards diapers. I wet the bed and used diapers for that reason. In fact, I never really grew out of bedwetting...just got better at hiding it as I got older.

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I had a bad experience with diaper punishment during and after a camping trip when I was 4. It was not caused by my parents but by my mom's friend and her husband. That is why I'm into this whole thing and why ab stuff draws me in. A lot of the abuse that girl went through with regards to humiliation, emotional and physical abuse. Theres this guy on Love Line that says that the things that tramatised kids come back as desires when they enter puberty and or adult hood. If I ever came out about this whole ab thing to anyone that film redemption would help me explain a lot of things to that person.

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I know some consider Redemption as serious art film, but it's soft porn really.

Totally with you on that one. I'm in film school and I see a lot of crappy, unartistic, amateurish films, but this one takes the cake. The fact that it treads on what is very emotional ground for a lot of people only makes it worse. This movie is so effed up and poorly done on so many levels that it makes me feel more than a little ill.

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Call me naive, but I doubt any parent has ever made a kid wear diapers at times when it is completely unnecessary, not at night, but during the day, just to be mean. And made to suck a pacifier?! No way. No parent has ever done that. And themselves carried a diaper bag while going out with the kid?! Again, ridiculous. I know some consider Redemption as serious art film, but it's soft porn really.

I'm gonna call you naive. Similar stories do periodically get reported, and indeed, the cases involve a great deal of child abuse in which diaper punishment is just a single part of a much larger case of abuse and/or neglect. Some of these have even made it to court cases. I'm not going to sit here and say it is pleasant to know that, because it's not. It's completely sick and twisted, just as this film makes it out to be, but then again, all abuse is pretty sick and twisted, if you ask me.

I went looking for a citation I could give you, and Google was not too helpful, but I know I've personally read at least three or four such cases in respected newspapers and periodicals that described such horrific treatment, and the criminal cases which followed them.

One thing to note, though: Usually, these kids are not actually "taken out". I vividly remember reading of one child whose "parents" (I don't believe parent is the right word, so I've put that in quotes) would lock him in a closet wearing a diaper basically leave him there, sometimes bringing him food if he was lucky, and because he was left there, he would wet or soil his diaper and basically have to sit there like that until such time as his "parents" chose to feed and/or change him.

These things do happen. We can all sit here and wish they didn't, but there are some really sick twisted motherf*ckers out there who actually do this stuff to their kids.

As for the film, which I just watched on account of seeing this thread, is it art? Yes. Does it deliver a message? Yes, a powerful message at that.

Some years ago, I saw a production of the musical "The King and I". Even knowing it was a theatrical production, there was one scene in which the kind directs that a child, who had learned about snow from the teacher, was to be punished by way of flogging for being a heretic talking about snow, something which obviously did not exist. (hmmmmmmm) and I believed in that moment in time, because of the intensity of that scene, that that child was really going to be hit. It was theater, so the child wasn't hit really, but in the real world, such authoritarian figures do exist in a child's life (maybe not quite like a king, but still) and sometimes, those authoritarian figures make serious mistakes and lapses in judgment about what is best for the child.

So what about this diaper punishment idea? It seems, on the whole, to be a really bad idea, but as with anything else out there, I'm sure one could devise situations in which it might be appropriate if used in a very narrow manner for a very specific set of circumstances. I'll leave it as an exercise to the reader to determine what that might look like. As a general rule, I find it hard to believe that the only two rational options for any specific circumstance is "all or nothing". Sometimes, something in the middle is much more desirable.

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Call me naive, but I doubt any parent has ever made a kid wear diapers at times when it is completely unnecessary, not at night, but during the day, just to be mean. And made to suck a pacifier?! No way. No parent has ever done that. And themselves carried a diaper bag while going out with the kid?! Again, ridiculous. I know some consider Redemption as serious art film, but it's soft porn really.

I haven't seen the movie, so I can't comment on that.

But believe me, the diaper stuff happens!

When I was 6, my mother (a sick, psycho-fuck if there ever was one) made me go outside our house, on a Sunday morning, in a pretty-good-sized neighborhood, without any pants (or underwear) on and wash out my undies and pajama bottoms because I'd wet the bed the night before. She took pictures of it and used to show them around every chance she got (yeah, even once I was an adult) and tell people what a "piss-baby" she had to put up with.

When I was 7, she beat me for some reason and when I wouldn't stop crying, she told me that if I was going to act like a sissy baby, then she would dress me like a sissy baby. Diapers, plastic pants, and one of my older sister's old Sunday-school dresses. She kept me dressed like that all day, I hated it and refused to go outside and let anyone see me in it. She made me. I promptly ruined the dress by getting it all greasy in our garage, and she beat me for that. Yeah, I know it sounds like one of those fantasy stories people write, but it happened, which is why I hate those kinds of stories.

Around the time I turned 8, when I was still wetting my bed, I was forced back into diapers and plastic pants. Not to protect the bed, mind you, but to humiliate me. That whole "if you're going to act like a baby, I'll treat you like one" shit again. If I woke up wet, I had to wear diapers the whole next day if it was a weekend day or in the summer when there wasn't school. No matter what we did or where we went. Grocery shopping, clothes shopping, church, whatever. In the winter, or if we were going someplace "nice", I was allowed to wear pants. In the summer, I had to either wear short-shorts that showed everything or go pantsless in just my diaper. My mom's theory was that humiliation and embarassment would make me stop wetting the bed "like a baby". If it was a school day, I had to wear just a pair of plastic pants under my underwear, sometimes the same ones that were still damp from the night before. If my relatives were visiting, I had to go through the routine like normal no matter what and my mother would sit there and cry to everyone about how lazy and stupid and ungrateful I was because I refused to grow up and was making everything so hard on her. And my relatives all agreed with her.

This went on until my bedwetting just stopped around 9. After that, she couldn't use the diapers on me to humiliate me anymore, but she had lots of pictures to show people.

Just because you might be a sick, psychotic motherfucker doesn't mean you can't have and torture children. Especially in the 1970s when parents were always right.

--Floaty

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Guest Naruto Uzumaki

I haven't seen the movie, so I can't comment on that.

But believe me, the diaper stuff happens!

When I was 6, my mother (a sick, psycho-fuck if there ever was one) made me go outside our house, on a Sunday morning, in a pretty-good-sized neighborhood, without any pants (or underwear) on and wash out my undies and pajama bottoms because I'd wet the bed the night before. She took pictures of it and used to show them around every chance she got (yeah, even once I was an adult) and tell people what a "piss-baby" she had to put up with.

When I was 7, she beat me for some reason and when I wouldn't stop crying, she told me that if I was going to act like a sissy baby, then she would dress me like a sissy baby. Diapers, plastic pants, and one of my older sister's old Sunday-school dresses. She kept me dressed like that all day, I hated it and refused to go outside and let anyone see me in it. She made me. I promptly ruined the dress by getting it all greasy in our garage, and she beat me for that. Yeah, I know it sounds like one of those fantasy stories people write, but it happened, which is why I hate those kinds of stories.

Around the time I turned 8, when I was still wetting my bed, I was forced back into diapers and plastic pants. Not to protect the bed, mind you, but to humiliate me. That whole "if you're going to act like a baby, I'll treat you like one" shit again. If I woke up wet, I had to wear diapers the whole next day if it was a weekend day or in the summer when there wasn't school. No matter what we did or where we went. Grocery shopping, clothes shopping, church, whatever. In the winter, or if we were going someplace "nice", I was allowed to wear pants. In the summer, I had to either wear short-shorts that showed everything or go pantsless in just my diaper. My mom's theory was that humiliation and embarassment would make me stop wetting the bed "like a baby". If it was a school day, I had to wear just a pair of plastic pants under my underwear, sometimes the same ones that were still damp from the night before. If my relatives were visiting, I had to go through the routine like normal no matter what and my mother would sit there and cry to everyone about how lazy and stupid and ungrateful I was because I refused to grow up and was making everything so hard on her. And my relatives all agreed with her.

This went on until my bedwetting just stopped around 9. After that, she couldn't use the diapers on me to humiliate me anymore, but she had lots of pictures to show people.

Just because you might be a sick, psychotic motherfucker doesn't mean you can't have and torture children. Especially in the 1970s when parents were always right.

--Floaty

Wow. That sounds a lot like my childhood. :(

I was kept in diapers, the whole baby thing, not potty trained etc until a very late and unusual age. My parents had "problems". I don't like what they did but they're still my parents. I don't hate em or anything ;)

Might sound like one of those fantasys, but i assure you its not. These things happen more often than you might think

Naruto

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My parents use to threaten to put me in diapers if I didn't behave, and actually kept a diaper around to threaten me with it. It ended up being the one I took and wore, which was the start of my own diaper obsession. Also, sometimes our teachers (up until the 6th grade) would occasionally threaten to put the whole class in diapers if the majority were being unruly.

As far as abuse and diapers: That also happens. In one of the forensics shows (one of the real ones [Forensics Files or something], not CSI or one of those), there was one such case. A woman's body was found along with a bunch of baby diapers and the cops figured that she'd had a baby that might have also been killed or had been kidnaped. It turned out that she had been abused and killed by her mother, who chained her to a bathtub and forces her to wear baby diapers. Apparently, the mother was incredibly mentally unstable and sadistitic.

Also, locally, there were some parents who were arrested for child abuse because they'd strap their kid down and give them enemas and make them wear diapers as punishment. Apparently, they were turned in by the kid's grandparents (who're friends of my grandparents).

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I think there are a lot of women(especially single moms) who dont want their kids to grow up. I knew a lady who still gave her seven year old son a bottle and baby food. I know he was diapered at night and I believe some of the time during the day. I heard him ask her in a grocery store if other kids his age still used a bottle and ate baby food etc and she told him some did. She also pointed out that so many older kids and adults wore diapers that large sizes were sold in every grocery store. She was loving and certainly not abusive but, I guess some would consider that abuse. I havent seen them in years but I sometimes wonder if there is one more AB out there somewhere because of her actions.

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I think there are a lot of women(especially single moms) who dont want their kids to grow up. I knew a lady who still gave her seven year old son a bottle and baby food. I know he was diapered at night and I believe some of the time during the day. I heard him ask her in a grocery store if other kids his age still used a bottle and ate baby food etc and she told him some did. She also pointed out that so many older kids and adults wore diapers that large sizes were sold in every grocery store. She was loving and certainly not abusive but, I guess some would consider that abuse. I havent seen them in years but I sometimes wonder if there is one more AB out there somewhere because of her actions.

Yeah that does happen. my parents never wanted me to grow up. I was potty trained unusually late. Amongst other things. probably the reason i like diapers now.

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Frankly, I wish my parents were believers in babying their kids or at least using diapers. I was diapered a couple of times around the age of eight as a way of discouraging my bedwetting, like I was doing it on purpose. Not using diapers was worse. Waking up in a wet cold bed with the plastic sheet holding the puddle until your drenched PJ's soak it up is not fun. I have also seen babyish treatment work in another way. A friend of mine had a seven year old boy :whistling: who was always in a huge rush to eat his meal so that he could go on doing whatever. As a result, he was constantly spilling his food and drinks. After trying everything else, he was put in a high chair in a bib before the rest of the family came to the table. He used a training cup for his drink and was not let out of chair until everyone else was finished and had left the table. After a week of every meal in his high chair, he was cured of the need to rush off quite so quickly and everyone was happier.

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