Author: David T.

My fourth grade teacher, Mr. Graff, passed out permission slips to the whole class to take home and be signed. The school district required parents to approve of their children's attendance at the drug and sex education movies to be shown in the classrooms. I could feel that something was about to change the course of my life, but it was a destiny I felt I could not avoid. I reluctantly took home the slip, had it signed and returned it to my teacher.

The following week, I was sitting in front of a projector screen with all but a few of my classmates. Some parents were outraged at this school event and refused to allow their children to participate. The screen lit up and the series of films began. I can still see some footage of the movies in my mind today. The part about sharing a cigarette as being the same as sharing a toothbrush still makes me roar with laughter in my mind. To think that adults thought I would be so stupid as to believe that fairy tale was absurd.

But there were other parts of the movie which struck a chord in me. I was only 9, but I realized that indeed I would soon be going through puberty. I could see from the perverted behavior of the adults in my life that I would soon be captivated by this thing called a sex drive. The change I sensed was taking effect. My mind was suddenly consumed with pondering and waiting to see what would happen to my sex drive.

When I was ten, I was sitting in the privacy of my own fort I had built in the backyard. My mind was aimlessly drifting that hot sultry day when a thought occurred to me. I was particularly amused by the source of this thought although its content was also striking. It seemed as though someone was talking to me through my mind. The exact wording of the thought was, "why not wear diapers to control your sex drive?" I remember my next thought was to question its origin. Why would I think something like that?

After concluding that I was being instructed by an inner voice, I thought about where I could find a diaper. As it turned out, my baby-sitter had 8 children, the youngest of whom was in diapers. Against my better judgment, I went to the baby-sitters and stole some diapers to try out. That was the beginning of my life wearing diapers.

I was not at all disappointed by my discovery and felt that I had solved the problem of how to deal with my sex drive. About a year later, at the age of 11, I was walking down the sidewalk and turned into our driveway. I happened to glance at the sky through the trees when I was temporarily transported beyond time and space in my mind. I saw my future wife and her name was Nancy. I saw my two children, Dana and Vincent, a girl and a boy born in that order. I could see that we were living in a mobile home in the country surrounded by lots of green trees. A voice spoke to me and told me that I would not need to worry about finding a girl friend or having sex with anyone. When the time was right, I would be told and my wife will come to me. It seemed to have been predetermined by a previous mutual agreement.

So, through my teen years, when my sex drive became strong, I would wear diapers. The sensation was so completely satisfying that I had very few other thoughts about sex. When I met girls, all I saw was a human being, equal to me. I never saw anyone as an object of my sex drive. I recognized perversion all around me, but I had no desire to participate or investigate. I remember the many futile attempts by my step-father to get me to look at sex magazines and sex paraphernalia. I simply had no interest in such things.

When I finally got to dating age, I went on dates and enjoyed the friendship of the opposite sex, but had no desire for sex. With one particular girlfriend, we both explored each others bodies and probed with our fingers. But we both had the sense to refrain from intercourse. We knew we were too young. Inwardly, I also knew that when the time was right, I would be given an unmistakable sign.

As a result of wearing diapers and having an outlet for my sexual energy, I soon discovered that my desire to be wild and mischievous was related to long periods without sex. I also discovered that too much sexual expression caused me to lose interest in other worthwhile pursuits and so I had to exercise restraint as well. There were a few moments of intense stress in my life where I entertained some perverted thoughts, but the diapers and my conscience quickly dispersed them.

I remember hearing the news reports about child molesters. I had to ask myself what a child molester was and upon reflection realized how vulnerable I was to becoming a pervert. I am thankful to this day that I was never physically approached by a pervert in my life, because I feel I easily could have been misled. After considerable reflection, I determined that I would never allow the thought of having sex with anyone other than myself enter my mind. To this day, I have never mentally undressed anyone or even fantasized of having sex with anyone, whether they be man, woman, child or beast. Only twice have I had wet dreams, once with the girl whose body I probed with my fingers and the other with the woman I married.

My wife came to me as I had foreseen and I saw the unmistakable sign I was expecting. I told her of my sexual outlet soon after we met. Through our marriage, I still wore diapers. I will admit, I was amazed that my wife didn't mind.

I know it was because of the diapers that I was able to focus on my family and meet all their needs. My needs were met and I was satisfied. It was only natural for me to want to extend this humanitarian thought to everyone I encountered. I made certain my wife and children were well fed, clothed and sheltered. And because I had no guilt from perversion or other mischievous deeds, I was able to focus intensely on our spiritual needs as well. I led the happiest, healthiest and most spiritually fulfilled family in the world.

When my wife left me for her own personal reasons, I became very depressed. My life was devastated and I went to live in a monastery. In the monastery I tried to completely overcome my need for sex. I did not succeed. I found that even a life of spiritual dedication was not enough for me to overcome my sex drive. Eventually I left the monastery. I was still wearing diapers.

Once again, diapers were my saving grace. Through all my depression and anger, I always had something I could turn to for releasing my energy and strength. I successfully avoided all temptations to become violent and hateful by retreating to my diapers. By this time I was beginning to see a very clear picture as to how beneficial diapers are to men in our civilization. The root of all problems I encountered and the root of all my successes was in my sex drive. The key to being a balanced male human is in having reasonable control of our sex drives.

As a result of wearing diapers, I have never sexually harassed, assaulted anyone or even fantasized of doing such. As a result of wearing diapers I have only had sex with the woman I married, I have never had a sexual disease, and I have avoided the suffering caused by inconsiderate and shallow relationships. As a result of wearing diapers I was able to prevent my emotions from becoming extreme and unmanageable. As a result of wearing diapers I was able to prevent and alleviate the causes of violence and hate within me. The end result is that I am able to fully focus on my spiritual pursuit of divine and unconditional love without many of the blockages inherent in guilt, hate, and anger.

I still wear diapers today, but I am not ashamed. I am very thankful that I have listened to my inner guidance and followed his advice. I feel as though I have discovered the key to my spiritual door within. I feel as though I have healed the weakness of the body. Just as a healthy diet, good breathing habits, and fresh water are useful for good heath, so is personal sex management also useful. Sex management is useful for the balance of the body's strength and emotions, and removes many obstacles to the mind's will.

I'm not certain that diapers are the only way or the best way to manage the sex drive, but they have performed excellent for me.