My Diaper History

I'm in my late 20's and have worn diapers for quite a while. My background in a summary goes like this. My brother when he was younger had a problem with accidents and was aggressively forced to wear diapers for quite a while during his childhood. I also had a problem with accidents when I was younger, and for a while was getting away with it, and tried my hardest to control myself. After a while Mom told me that I would be treated like a baby all day long if I continue to have these accidents. While I was in the kitchen, unfortunately Mom went into my room and began unpacking bags and was up

there quite a while. Mom then told me to come upstairs into my room and to my astonishment, Mom had setup up a changing table

with all baby accessories, powder ,lotion, wipes and had also placed a new diaper for me. I told Mom that I did not want this.

Mom then lifted me up to the table, .pulled my pants down and proceeded to clean me, change me into a diaper and told

me that until I stopped having accidents I would stay in a diaper and under no circumstance whatsoever am I able to urinate or have a bowel movement in the toilet until I would promise to my mother that i would never have a accident again and until then even more humiliating was that every baby gets changed by his mom so that she would come in and change me. After many years of no accidents, I moved out and have decided for the purpose of just in case of a accident at night and during the day, when alone I have worn diapers. Now I enjoy wearing them. I now powder my bottom just in case Hope that I did not bore you, just a little FYI

I asked my mother if I could have friends over to the house and she said yes(this was the first time that I was in diapers). My mother said yes but she said under no circumstance was I to use the toilet for bm. or urinating, I was to tell mom and then got with her to my room to get cleaned and changed. I said ok, reluctantly. I then had my friends over and felt very weird that I was unable to have them up to my room because of my changing table and cleaning products. After my friends came over, we played ball for a while and during that time I drink a little soda and a sandwich. After a while I felt uncomfortable and had to go to the bathroom. I then went over to mom and told her that I had to go, and then went toward the bathroom and mom got to me first, and told me that was not able to use the toilet and by that time I had done my business in my diaper, so uncomfortable. Mom then told me to get on the changing table, my mother then took off my pants and untaped my diaper. At that time I would only hope that she would either hurry up and clean me up and put a new diaper on me or put a new pair of underpants on me. My luck first came the powder, then the lotion and then mom told me to sit up for a moment while she slide a diaper under me. I did as told. She then taped me up and redressed me.

While I was put back into diapers, I would have no choice while at home or outside but to tell mom that I had to go and it was time for a change. I remember one time that both mom and I were in a store shopping and I had just had a big lunch and something to drink. After a while I had to go to the bathroom, Mom saw that I had to go. She asked the salesperson for the ladies room,

Mom also knew that they had a changing table with cleaning products in the ladies room. She told me that I was to use my diaper and when we got to the ladies room that I was to get changed there. So then Mom and I went to the ladies room and luckily no one else was there at the time, Mom then told me to get on the changing table and then she pulled off my pants

and then untapped my diaper and cleaned me up and slid a diaper on me. I was so embarrassed. Mom while changing me would tell me that since I'm having accidents like a baby that she would treat me like one. If I continued to have these accidents that I would get a spanking.. Mom occasionally would tap my behind to see if I went, or make sure that I drank to the extent that I had no choice but to use my diaper to go.

When I went to school I was privileged to use regular underpants, but the very instant I would walk in the door Mom took me into my room told me to lay down and began to check me for accidents and then placed a diaper on me. The only true enjoyment that I did not mind while wearing diapers was when Mom would sprinkle powder on me, because of the clean smell that it would give me after I would have an accident.

While being changed Mom would also give a massage with rubbing alcohol which I would enjoy.

When I was younger and in diapers I asked to be changed standing up but Mom would insist that I must lay down on the changing table and be treated like a baby. I would ask Mom often for this request and after a while she would either tell me to be quiet or she would put a pacifier in my mouth or give me a spanking. I would not always go along with what she had requested and was forced to use a pacifier while changing me. It also seamed the more that elapsed while wearing diapers, the more I take care of business in them while at home. After a while of being in diapers, I would also Mom for underpants and she insisted that I wear diapers until I would not have accidents. This did not happen because my instincts were to do it in the diaper and not in the diaper.

On some occasions I have gone outside in diapers underneath my pants. These times have been far and few between because I do not have enough courage as of yet to do it often. I wish that I had a companion to change me and check to see when I was wet.

Mom and Dad had to travel much and to keep the house together, Mom had a nanny named Jenny for me. She was very nice. Mom would tell me and the nanny that all baby's take daily naps and have pacifier's and that I was to take a nap daily and that the nanny was to check on me for wetness or any accident while I was sleeping. If I did not take nap, Mom told Jenny to keep a list and that for every day that I did not have one she would extend the time that I was in diapers. Jenny told me that these were Mom instructions and that I was to do it or pay the consequences. So I gave in and had a pacifier and my nap, but not in my bed but in a big crib. It was uncomfortable but I had no choice. While dozing off and after having lunch, I was about to have an accident and Jenny insisted that I have it in my diaper and she would change me. Well I had no choice, Jenny told me to get on the changing table and she continued to undress me and take out a clean diaper, powder and lotion. I told Jenny that Mom usually gives my a massage with rubbing alcohol after changes and it soothes me and I would prefer if she would also. Jenny continued to change me and clean me up. Jenny apologized that she had to do this, but was told to do so by Mom. As of today I do not have anyone to change my diaper, but would like to share this with someone in the future.

My brother knew about how I was being treated because of his prior experiences. He knew that he had to go along Moms commands or she would yell at him. He would be told to check on me and make sure that I would not use the bathroom and have my business in my diapers. I thought one time that I was able to go the bathroom without Mom knowing while she was away. I had just gone over to a friends house and my brother cam along. Only because so he could keep an eye on me and take care of me. One time after a gathering with friends and eating much and drinking. I had to go bad. I held it as long as possible. While not knowing, one of my friends by accident had opened my bag and had seen my diapers, powder and lotion. I was so embarrassed. I tried to explain to them that I was forced back into diapers indefinitely by my mother. Luckily my friend understood and said when he was younger he wet his bed but was able to control himself after a while. Well after that my brother took me into the bathroom and told me to undress and he will change me. This was the most humiliating thing that ever happened to me. He told me to lay down and he slid a clean diaper under me. My Dad's partake in the activity would be close to same.