I started becoming interested in diapers right after I had left them. When my sister was about 3, she was out of diapers. However, we used to take this blankets, tie them around us, and call them 'diapers'. I did that for a couple years after she stopped... or stopped to my knowledge. After I stopped that, my interest wouldn't be rekindled for some time.

When I was about 10 or 11, we got new neighbors. They had a daughter my age and a son one and a half years older than me. I remember being over there almost as much as I was at my house. In fact, the neighbor boy (we'll call him 'Andy') and I both considered each others' houses our own (I still often walk in without knocking over there).

Andy was always shorter than I was, in fact, he's still about 6 inches shorter. He also weighs a lot less, perhaps even 70-80 pounds. As far as I know, he never wet the bed or anything. His sister did say that he wet a sleeping bag a lot, but I never did believe her. I figured she was angry at him for something.

Anyway, about 2 years after they moved in, I was sleeping over one night. I randomly asked Andy something about diapers. It's a shame I don't remember what it was. He responded, and I think we went to sleep. I believe I started asking diaper questions more and more as we had more sleepovers. If I'm not mistaken, diapers became the only "sleep-talk" topic.

One day, we decided to bike up to the local grocery store and buy some. Sadly, we didn't have the courage to buy real diapers (at age 13, I believe I was. I think Andy was age 14.), so we bought some Goodnites. I was lucky to even fit in them, we got a medium size pack. I was about 180 pounds at the time, so you can imagine... However, they weren't as gratifying as I'd hoped. They didn't feel like much, so I started wetting them to get rid of them. Andy's actually lucky I took his last one and did this before he went to his dad's place. His mom cleaned out his closet when he was gone. I suppose I was even lucky I did the same, because when I went to California later in August, my mom did the same.

When I helped a friend babysit, I would take his little cousins Pull-Ups and use them. Although they didn't fit, there was still a very thing string that stayed connected at the top of the Pull-Up, so I was fine. I didn't help babysit as much I could've/wanted to.

Well, after that, it was about another year before I had diapers of any sort. One day, I had a random longing for one. So I decided to do something about it. I didn't have enough money for the real thing, being the clever bastard that I am, started making one. No no, not the classic towel one. I was actually making one. I took paper towels, and some packaging tape (the clear, really adhesive stuff), and started forming a diaper shell. After it was about halfway done, I showed it to Andy. Andy started making one, of course. I used Velcro for the 'tapes', and more paper towels for the 'pad'. It was actually quite comfortable, excepting that it dug into my loins every now and then. That thing actually lasted through about 50 wettings before I decided to kill it. I only decided that when it had begun the molding process.

I'm sure my mom found it on multiple occasions. She found a few drawings I did one night while I couldn't sleep. She also found some files from the internet (>_> . Mom has yet to confront me about all the stuff. Although, she did tell me to kill the files from the internet. I did. However, I just hid them better the rest of the times. She killed the drawings on her own.

We fast forward to today now. I'm 15 and Andy's 17. I recently had him drive me up to a drug store to buy diapers (yes, real ones this time). His friend called him right when he got in the drugstore, but I went back to the diaper section. I found Depends overnight "fitted briefs." There was almost nobody there, excepting the two cashiers. It was about 6 o'clock in the evening, and it was a Saturday. I find this is a great time to buy them. There was a boy about my age there, and that worried me for a moment. However, I quickly summoned the courage and said to Andy 'screw him'. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that Andy told his friend that lived like a block away from the drugstore that we were there. I knew that his friend gets bored easily. So I knew I had to be quick. I quickly took the Depends to the counter, and sort of silently laughed because that horrible kid who sat there was too interested in his magazine to realize that I was even there, much less buying diapers. And! y said he recognized the girl from school. (Oh GREAT, I thought. -_-

I still bought them like they were a greeting card. She rang them up (I know I turned red, but I was sunburned from my sister's birthday party that day), and asked if I wanted a bag for them. I sort of shrugged and coolly said 'sure'. I made sure to hustle to Andy's car after leaving.

Anyway, we brought them back to his house, and I was excited to try them. I went to ask if I could sleep over (the answer is almost never 'no'), and as I was bringing my pillows and sleeping bag back to Andy's, his friend pulled into the driveway. He said he had looked for Andy and I at the drugstore (I KNEW IT!), and that he ended up at Andy's randomly. "UGH," I thought. So we went inside and I told him he should probably leave at 8:10 so he could watch his favorite anime. He thought this was suitable. So we watched Andy play Tenchu: Wrath of Darkness for about an hour, then they played Gran Turismo 3: A-Spec. Andy's friend ended up leaving at about 8:15. We went down and watched TV. for a half hour, then went up to bed.

I took one immediately and threw it in my sleeping bag for wear. I found that it was impossible to tape up without seeing what I was doing. Then after I could see, I found it impossible to tape up anyway. So I just taped it up and slid it up, pull-up style (hey, it's better than not wearing one at all). I wet it a lot to see what it could do (there was even some that I don't remember wetting. >_> . Anyway, I found that it had leaked while I was half-asleep. When Andy left at about 3:30 A.M. (he has a really early job at a golf course), I took it off and moved to his bed (after putting on boxers, of course). It was REALLY painful sleeping on the floor ;_;. I slept until about 10. Andy supposedly came back around 7:30 because it was a tournament day. It was about 11:30 when I went home. I left a Depend in the care of Andy hoping that he'd wear it.

I went to Andy's the next day, asking if he'd worn it yet. He replied - to my dismay - with a 'no'. I went back home later, I think he came over. He didn't wear one, but I was wearing one while he was over. I changed out a couple times due to paranoia of my parents coming home and finding me in just a diaper, no less, and finding Andy there with me. That would not be good.

The day after the one described in the previous paragraph (which is also today; or the day that I wrote this), nobody was home. My sister had slept over somewhere, dad's always out too early for me to care, and mom left after the dog wouldn't leave my room. I took a shower with my diaper (the one I wore the previous night, I wet it in the morning in case my mom found it [then I could have an excuse]). Boy, was that an odd shower. I let water balloon my diaper up to bigger than my torso. It was quite thick and heavy. Of course, the crystals popped out and as such, it wasn't usable again, even so, it was great fun. After that, I took a dry diaper, and tried to tape it up normally (since I'd been putting them on pull-up style), and succeeded! It felt really good. As I write now, I'm in that dry diaper.

I haven't been using any boxers since about 9 o'clock last night, so that makes this a new diaper record. So far, 13 hours straight of diaper wearing. Oh, it's good to be me. I'm going to see if I can go 24 hours, even when people are home.