She lifted me off the counter and said, "Follow me," and made me follow her out to her car and once inside she drove to the nearest drug store where she made me follow her into the diaper aisle as we made our way past several people who were giving me the hairy eye ball. She laid me back and began to un-tape my diaper saying, "So you want to wear diapers and wet yourself like a baby do you?" I was to frightened to do or say anything so I just lay there while she removed my wet diaper and changed me into a nice fresh one.Īfter she taped me into the diaper she paused for a second, studying me, "No, I don't like the way that diaper fits you," she said to herself. She led me into the bathroom where she proceeded to remove my shoes and my pants before lifting me up onto the bathroom counter. She grabbed me by the hand and said, "Follow me!" "You come over to babysit and when I'm gone you steal Russell's diapers and proceed to pee your pants like a little baby!!" she yelled. I heard her sniff the air and then she said, "OK, you smell like baby powder, the back of your pants are wet and there's 3 inches of white plastic sticking up above your pants.Would you mind telling me why you're wearing a diaper?"īefore I could say anything she yanked my pants down around my knees completely exposing my soaked, sagging diaper. Once I was standing in front of her, Barb made me turn around. That alone might not have been enough to get Barb's attention but in addition to that when I wet the diaper a second time it had leaked and there were 2 very noticeable dark 'half-moon' wet patches on the back of my pants.īarb called me over to her and as I walked over to her I became acutely aware of the crinkling sound my diaper was making with every step. What I didn't know was that while I was sitting in the living room watching the movie my pants had slid down leaving about 3 inches of my diaper exposed. I got up and began tidying up, I was bringing my empty glass into the kitchen as Barb entered the room. ![]() No more than 15 minutes later Barb came home, she asked how things were, whether Russell behaved etc. Just before the movie was about to end I needed to pee again and just let loose in my diaper without a second thought. I sat there enjoying the feel of my wet diaper and continued to watch the movie. I loved the feeling of my diaper growing warm and wet as I pissed myself. I waddled back out to the living room and relaxed in the big easy-chair and began watching a movie.Ībout a quarter of the way through the movie I felt the need to pee and since I was wearing a diaper I just relaxed and wet myself. I pulled my pants back on and put my underwear in my jacket pocket. It felt so good to be wearing a diaper again, the feel of it snug against my crotch, the scent of baby powder all around me, the way it crinkled whenever I moved. I sprinkled my crotch with way more baby powder than I probably should have, then pulled the front of the diaper up between my legs and taped it in place. ![]() I unfolded the diaper and laid it on the bathroom floor before lying on top of it. I grabbed a diaper from the stack of Pampers sitting on the bathroom counter as well as a container of baby powder. ![]() So I went into the bathroom and locked the door before taking off my pants and underwear. Russell's mother (Barb) kept a supply of diapers and changing supplies in the bathroom as well as in Russell's room. I was fairly small for my age and found that his diapers, while a little tight, still fit me. One night while I was babysitting, after I had put Russell to bed I decided that I was going to wear one of Russell's diapers. Russell was just starting potty training and spent most of his time in diapers, which was fine with me because I secretly loved diapers. When I was 10 I used to babysit my neighbor's 3.5 year old son, Russell.
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