Amanda was sitting in the main room of the house not knowing what to do and or say. It was early that Friday afternoon and she had the whole weekend to do nothing but relax and let the nanny do what she had hired her to do. Amanda thought back over the events of the past few years that had lead her to come to the nanny's house and the events that lead up to her wanting to do this.

As Amanda sat there waiting for the nanny to come back into the room her thoughts drifted back to when she first started having these urges. She was a teenager who just turned 18; she was normal by all means of the word. Then that one eventful Saturday morning came into her thoughts.

She was at home alone her parents were out of town. She had wanted to experiment with her feelings of wanting to be a baby and she thought to herself: Well Amanda it is now or never. You are home and there is no one else here. You were brave enough to go to the store last night and get the things that you thought that you would need. You are sitting here in your room siting on your bed with diaper sitting right next to you. You even went as far as to make yourself a bottle. Come on Amanda all you have to do is lay down on it, pull it up between your legs, pull the sides together, and tape it on. That is all there is to it. You have wanted to do this and now you can. All you have to do is do it.

As she sat there on the bed looking at the diaper, that she had pulled from the package. As she sat there all she could do was look at it. She felt like it was something that was bad and she was doing wrong but there was a part of her that wanted this more than anything. She finally reached over and picked it up.

As she sat there holding it she kept thinking to herself: Come on Amanda all you have to do is lay down on it. That is all. That's what I can do I can lay down on it and see how it feels.

She took the diaper and unfolded it and opened it to its full length and width. She just sat there on her bed looking at the diaper she could not believe that she was actually doing this. She then finally got up the courage to lie down on the diaper. She laid down on her bed, still in her pajamas, took the diaper and slid it under her body. She then pulled it up between her legs and held it into place: this is not too bad. Why was I worried so much about this? As a matter of fact this is quite nice. Now all I have to do is pull the tapes and it's on.

So with little effort at all she pulled the sides of the diaper up and taped them into place: Amanda why are you wearing your pajamas under this diaper? The diaper is supposed to be under the pajamas and not over them? Well I am just seeing how it feels first and then if I like it, then I will put it on under my pajamas. And if you don' like it then what are you going to do with the other ones that are in the package? Yea that's right had to buy the biggest bag they had didn't I? Well I guess I will cross that bridge when I get to it.

She leaned herself up into a sitting position on the bed. When she did, she heard the diaper underneath her rustling: that is a sound I have not heard in a while. I like that sound. I wonder how I look? I am going to go and look at myself in the mirror.

When Amanda stood up and was making her way to the other side of the room, so that she could see what she looked like in the full length mirror, all she could hear was the rustling of the diaper she was wearing: This is totally weird. That rustling noise is loud enough that anyone around me could hear it, but I like it.

When she got to the mirror and saw the person standing in front of her she almost went into hysterics: Amanda what are you doing and why? I look so weird but I feel totally relaxed. Maybe if I put the diaper on under my pajamas I won't feel so weird. Not to mention I will not look as weird as I do now.

She made her way back over to her bed and laid back down. She undid the diaper she was wearing, leaving it in place under her, and then took her pajama bottoms down to her ankles. When that was done she then laid her naked bottom down on the diaper. When her bare skin hit the liner of the diaper she felt totally weak inside. She just fell into the waiting hands of the diaper and laid there. After a few minutes she reached down and pulled the diaper up tight between her legs. At the very moment that the liner of the diaper hit her crotch she was in totally ecstasy. She did not know what to do with her self.

Amanda just laid there in thought: this is great why did I wait so long to try this? I have wanted to do this for as long as I can remember and I am mad at myself for waiting this long.

She tried to let the diaper go so that she could tape it into place but she did not want to let it go. She did not want to lose the feeling of security that the tightness of the diaper gave her. After arguing with herself for a few moments she finally was able to let go and tape the diaper into place.

After a few minor adjustments, and a few pulls of the elastic bands, she had the diaper on just like she wanted. She laid there with her hands on the top of the diaper not wanting to move: this is so relaxing I love this. I am going to lay here all day and enjoy this.

As she lay there she found her hands wanting to explore the inside of her diaper: why do I want to do that? Why do I want to put my hands in my diaper? This is so weird but I love it. I know what I can do. I can drink from my bottle.

Amanda leaned over to her nightstand and got the bottle that she had made for herself early that morning when she had decided that she was going to go through with this. She took the bottle and laid down with it. She then took the bottle, stuffed the nipple into her mouth, and started to nurse. While she laid there drinking from the bottle she pulled her teddy bear close and held him in a death grip. Within only a few minutes Amanda was in a total relaxed state of mind and did not have a care in the world. As she laid on her bed nursing her mind drifted off to another place and also another world. Before Amanda knew it she was fast asleep.

After an hour or so past Amanda woke and found herself in a wet diaper, laying in her bed, with a bottle and her teddy bear lying next to her. For the first few moments she was in terror and did not know what to think. And then when she was finally awake she remembered the events that lead to her being where she was and also the way she was dressed.

A small smile cam across her face, "I can't believe this. I wet myself. It feels weird but for some odd reason it feels nice. I had better get myself cleaned up."

Amanda got off her bed and went over to the bag were she had all of the things that she had purchased the night before. She pulled out a package of baby wipes. She then went back over to her bed and laid back down. From there she untaped the wet diaper and started to clean herself. When she was satisfied with her cleaning job she laid there in thought: should I put another diaper on or should I go ahead and get dressed? Oh what the heck why not get another diaper on?

She walked back across the room, grabbed another diaper, and the baby powder. She then went back over to her bed and started to diaper herself again. As soon as the diaper hit her bare skin the same feelings came back to her. When she was finished she stood up and took a peek in the mirror: now that looks a lot better. It looks a lot better with out my pajamas hanging out from the sides of the diaper. This is not as bad as I thought it was going to be. I like this and I am going to have to do this more often.

As Amanda stood there admiring herself in the mirror she let out a little giggle, "Oh yes, I am going to have to do this more often. I am enjoying this." Amanda went back over to her bed and picked up the baby bottle and her teddy bear. “I think I am going to go into the kitchen and try and find me something to eat. That formula was good but it did not fill me up.” Amanda left her bedroom and was heading for the kitchen when she heard the sound that her diaper was making when she was walking, “this diaper makes a lot of noise. I sure am glad no one is home or I would be busted.” As Amanda walked down the hallway towards the kitchen the top that she was wearing just swayed in the wind. The diaper that she was wearing could be readily seen with out a problem. Amanda was so happy and also excited that she had finally decided to do through with this. She was dancing around the kitchen looking for something to eat when she finally decided on some cereal, “this will work. I am going to get a bowl of this and then go and watch some cartoons.”

Amanda had the bowl of cereal in hand when she went into the den. She plopped down in the lounge chair and hit the button on the remote control. When she plopped down in the chair and also when she was sitting in the chair her diapers did nothing but rustled: this is so neat. I am actually sitting in the living room watching Friday afternoon cartoons in nothing but my pajama top and a diaper. This is so neat.

As Amanda sat there in the armchair watching cartoons and eating her cereal she thought to herself: Okay, it is Friday afternoon mom and dad are outta town and I have run of the house. What am I going to do this weekend besides stay home and do nothing?