Are plastic pants a sexual turnon for anyone?

My answer to the topic "Are diapers a sexual turnon for anyone?" prompted me to start this topic, because plastic panties most definitely turn me on sexually. I became aware of my fascination with and my liking for soft vinyl plastic when I was a little kid in the 1940's and 1950's. Since no one in my family ever talked about incontinence or wearing diapers I didn't have the kind of exposure to them that lots of people do - that may be when I got hooked on plastic instead. I remember a booth outside the county fair that had all kinds of plastic items for sale; raincoats, aprons, shower curtains. My mother made herself an apron out of dark blue translucent plastic, and we had a shower curtain made of dark red plastic with big white stars on it.

But it wasn't until much later in my life that I found out that there was such a thing as plastic pants for adults. Instead I would scrounge any kind of plastic I could - from aprons, laundry bags, or whatever. I found some plastic bathroom window curtains and figured out that I could tie them into sort of a diaper, and those were actually my first plastic pants. I would wear them in bed, and had my first orgasm in them. Well, if I thought I was hooked before, that sealed the deal.

I always kept this fascination with plastic hidden from my family, and so I continued to keep it to myself after I got married. At first I thought that I'd lose my attraction for plastic now that I had a normal sexual outlet, but I soon realized that a fetish is a lifelong thing. Inevitably my wife found out about it, and although she never wanted anything to do with wearing plastic she eventually realized its importance to me, and tolerated it as long as I kept it out of her face.

I saw mail-order ads for adult plastic pants from time to time, but these weren't at all common or easy to see, and it wasn't until I got online in the 1990's that I discovered how easy it was to obtain adult-size plastic pants. Since then I've never been without plastic pants. In addition to them being a sexual turnon for me I discovered that they are a comfort item as well. I worked a lot of graveyard shifts, and discovered that it felt good to sleep in plastic panties when I was in bed by myself. Eventually I convinced my wife that not only could I sleep better in them, fall asleep more easily, and feel better waking up, but that this would help her to sleep better as a result. I've been sleeping in plastic pants now every night for eleven years.

I lost my wife two summers ago after being married more than fifty years, and since then I've worn plastic panties more than ever. It is really amazing that a bit of soft vinyl plastics and some elastic bands can provide so much pleasure. It certainly seems to me that I was meant to be a plastic lover.

Sorry about you loosing you wife vvp.

Yes, plastic pants hold a special fascination for me. Always have, going all the way back to when I was a toddler, and still wore them, in the early 60’s. I had no conscious understanding of it back then, but I knew I was attracted to them. I can still see myself, with a pair of plastic pants on my head, running through the house yelling, rubber pants, rubber pants! I never missed a chance, when out shopping with my mother, to go down the baby isle, to look at the plastic baby pants. When I was a bit older, I too, salvaged anything plastic, I thought I could fashion into plastic pants. Not even excluding the plastic sheet, I had for my early bedwetting. Shower curtains, plastic clothing storage bags, trash bags, you name it! I pawed over any periodical, that I thought might have pictures of plastic pants in them. Catalogs were always a favorite too. (Now they are once again, for the nostalgia). Once, I found a very large pair of plastic pants on the sidewalk, near home. I grabbed them up, with much stealth, and ran home, like I had found diamonds! At the time, they just still fit me, and I was in heaven. When I got older, I ordered some of the ones, you would see advertised in magazines. I knew the sold plastic pants for bigger kids/adults, at the drugstores and such, but I didn’t have the guts to march in a buy them. Wasn’t till the internet came along, that I got my first real plastic pants again. And, here we are!

Yes, vvp, honest condolences about losing your precious wife, especially after so long. I do pray and wish you only lovely memories.

I'm a rubberist from back in my teens and still going strong at 65, but it has to really be rubber with the right look, feel and aroma. Some encyclopedias, dictionaries or texts speculate that rubber and PVC/plastic fetishism may occur because it appears like a second skin especially when worn tightly or snugly. I definitely appreciate that element of it but it's necessary but not sufficient.

I'm also a lifelong D/s switch and I love being submissive to the right Domme partner. I started experimenting with disposable adult diapers about a year ago as another way to add a bit of submission and humiliation to being given enemas. I do enjoy that aspect of being made to wear a diaper over my enema catheter while I'm being filled and then holding an enema - it adds a nice bit of humiliation when I'm with a real or fantasy Domme. But adding plastic pants over it would do very little if anything to enhance it. For me, there is something intensely erotic about the feel, sound, and aroma of real rubber or latex not present in any type of plastic. If I could find real rubber/latex pants to wear over the diaper, however, it would be a real thrill. I can certainly buy rubber underwear at any number of rubber sex shops online, but I haven't seen any true rubber pants for use over a diaper out here in the vanilla world. Any suggestions, or are all the over-diaper pants these days made of plastic? BTW, more power to you for any of you who really do get a thrill out of your plastic pants!

Eric

Vvp sorry you lost your wife.i too lost my wife of 32 years,about 19 months ago.i never tried plastic pants till I was in my teens .I was an occasional bed wetter as a child an was punished for it.i have had a fascination for cloth diapers since I was 8 yrs.old an my mom died.i never really found good fiting plastic pants I liked till some years later.about 6 years ago I started having problems with getting up multiple time a night to urinate an not sleeping.i had long been diabetic and developed neropathy an prostate problems was my drs. diagnosis.on my wifes suggestion cause I already liked diapers that I go to wearing them nightly.i checked an my medicare would not pay for any of my needed supply.so I stocked up on plastic pants and cloth diapers and now wear every night an away from home,with the blessing of my primary dr. and urologist too.

I seemed to be in love with Plastic pants from the day of being a toddler .Then it stopped ,I must have been about six years old when My mom had a daughter , ,so I could always remember rushing around the hose fetching and carrying Baby nappies ect , But the smell of the clean plastic pants ,still got to me ,I tried to ignore it but it was too late ,I was again hooked , I remember pinching some from the airing cupboard ,and straight away I rushed up into my room to see what would happen WOW ! My body acted like it was different ,what ever it was ,and as young as I was Excitement ! . Then one-morning I watched our next door neighbour come around-as usual ,and I remember like yesturday "Jean " picked up my baby sister who was still in her night clothes -Nappies & Plastic Pants ect hold her on her Lap rubbing the plastic pants on her legs & tights . I then did spring into life as it were !. I just thouight over the years it was only me who loved Plastic Pants ,and watching them go puffy like a large balloon .-A real turn on ! . I was lucky enough to find "Well-Padded " & AB Kingdom showing thousands of photos through out the years of like minded people like me who loved wearing Plastic Pants !! . My turn on is watching girls dressed in stocking & wearing Plastic Pants ,Just like the days of seeing our neighbour rubbing the plastic pants on her tights Wow ! . But also in truth as a youngster I did raid washing lines at night looking for Babies Plastic Pants . But IM just so pleased Well-Padded & AB Kingdom showed me Im not alone !

Oh absolutely, just like diapers. For me, they are two sides of the same coin. You put on your thick, soft, bulky cloth diapers, then the plastic pants. Though for some reason, the plastic pants seem to be a little bit more humiliating, especially the ones I have--most are pink and / or have very babyish designs on them. When pulling them up over my diapers I tell myself "And now it's time to put on your shameful plastic baby panties!" And I also love the way they smell--when they're new and have that nice new vinyl smell, and also as I use them and they start smelling like pee.

Plastic pants are just another "essential" item that adds that final bit of extra security, so the answer is a "no" but I could quiet understand why they get some nappy/diaper lovers excited.

I have to admit that they do sometimes feel very nice and possibly even exciting on one or two occasions ?

Yes it is for me .i started at 9 .i fond my sis plastic pants and tryed them on they fit me so i whent to bed in them.the next moring i was very hard so i played with my cock in them and got off in them.no mess in my bed lol.i fell in love with them.just seeing plastic pants made me horny

Short answer? Yes. But plastic pants are THE reason I wear diapers. Without those wonderful " waterproof plastic baby pants" I would never put a diaper on. When I was little, diapers were just a pile of cloth. The plastic pants were what brought the magic out. Us kids were constantly threatened with "rubber pants and diapers" when one of us had a bedwetting accident. Being the second oldest of a bunch of kids, I heard this threat many times in my youth. With my share of the threats directed at me. I think that threat developed a strange fear/thrill attraction in me. Added to that was the fact that diapers on a baby weren't usually seen. It was the plastic pants that were on display. Billowing out and rustling with a babies every move. This made all those threats focus on the shameful rubber pants.

The other thing is all the magical sensations that baby pants bring for me. The softness and warmth when worn. Plastic pants heat up almost instantly once they are in place bringing a wonderful sensation that cloth never has. And then, when I put them on without a diaper. Wow! That's when the magic REALLY happens. All that childhood shame and thrill gets transferred directly from my baby pants to me when there's no diaper to insulate me from their amazing power. Once I have them on all is lost. Any will power is gone. I know I'll be messing my baby pants. I'll be failing to controlling myself as surely as when I was a toddler. It all starts while I'm still holding my baby pants. The feel and sound of them in my hands make me dizzy. There's usually a faint scent of pee in them from previous use when I soaked my cloth diapers like any other toddler. Just another reminder why I need them. As I shake them out they make that rustling sound that only plastic pants can make. I recall that sound from when I was little and about to have my thick diapers enclosed in those soft plastic symbols of failure. No "big boy" here. Just another bedwetting baby who needs his diapers and rubber pants...

After a few moments it's time to put then on. I remember when I was handed my plastic pants years ago. Standing there in only a thick diaper pinned tightly around my waist. The overwhelming sense of humiliation as my parents stood over me threatening any resistance in my sentence. I had to put them on myself. Proving that they belonged on me because I wet myself like a baby. The situation pumping massive doses of adrenaline thru me. I feel it again years later as I slowly slip my feet thru the leg openings. I pull them up until the elastic begins to grip my calves. I shudder bit as I remember that feeling. The soft waterproof plastic is on me now. As well as the elastic doing it's work sealing my legs from leakage. Slowly I bring them up to their intended place. Riding up my thighs, the elastic gradually tightens it's grip on my legs preparing for the messes they were designed to contain. I look down seeing the billowing plastic pants coming for me like a wild animal intent on consuming me. I'm fully condemned by now just like a prisoner going to execution. I pull the waist band over my throbbing member. I dew bead already present on it's tip ready to defeat any ability to control myself. I pull the waist elastic up and all the way out and let it go. With a snap and a poof I'm imprisoned in my naughty baby pants. I watch as they slowly deflate and hang limply around me ready to do their job at containing any lack of control on my part.

Within seconds my offending parts steal away my remaining control and I uncontrollably dribble in my plastic pants bringing another layer of excitement to the moment. I picture myself back when I was little. Waking in a very wet diaper wondering how I could wet myself while asleep. Here I am now. Leaking in my plastic pants all over again making them wet and not being able to stop it. Just like when I was little. I try to slow things down and savor the delights that plastic pants have for me. But by now I sense my impending failure at controlling myself like a "big boy". All those childhood memories of being punished in diapers and seeing others in them fuel my upcoming disaster.

I'm lost now to the moment. My brain is a fog. My shaking fingers drift down to meet my plastic pants and burning desires that lie inside them. I press the leaky wetness against me and feel my member slip and slide in my lack of control. Its about to happen. My fingers go to work satisfying the needs inside my rubber pants. It's really wet inside my them now almost as if I peed in them. I look at my imprisoned member straining in it's plastic prison. Leaking away making a mess of things just like when I was toddler. It's clear now that I belong in plastic pants. I still can't control myself. A couple more slight touches and it's too late. I can't stop it now. My ability to control myself is tested and I've failed again. I explode inside my rubber pants in a brain shattering orgasm. I see (and hear) my immaturity fill my naughty little baby pants. Overwhelmed and shaking I catch a glimpse of what I did in my plastic pants. Filled with a shameful mess that should never have happened.

I drift off into a deep sleep in very messy plastic pants still amazed at the power they have over me.

I love wearing my plastic pants they are such a turn on they feel so good against my skin

Well, plastic pants not necessarily . . . but latex YES! I love the feel of latex against my skin. I love the smell and the feel of latex. I love the look of latex, especially on a woman.

Plastic pants are one of the main reasons I joined this group! I have had a love of plastic pants since I was a child and it never has gone away! I love the smell of vinyl and the soft feeling. I do on occasion wear a diaper under, but it has to be a cotton or terry pin on style. This is what I was raised with 60 years ago, there was no such things as disposables back then. It was great then because diapers and plastic pants had to be washed, and in my childhood neighborhood, I could get my fill seeing plastic pants hanging out to dry on laundry lines! I now have all styles, snap on and pull-on, and I'm in them every weekend. Oh, I have some pretty good stories about my years with plastic pants, but they would fit in with other discussion topics! Thanks for listening!

Well, plastic pants not necessarily . . . but latex YES! I love the feel of latex against my skin. I love the smell and the feel of latex. I love the look of latex, especially on a woman.

I'm with WET here. Plastic or PVC pants or clothes, not really, but rubber or latex pants or clothes or shoes, definitely. It has a lot to do with the look, feel, stretch, sounds and smell of rubber and latex, which are all very arousing but not the same at all for plastics. I already wear sneakers (usually white rubber) almost constantly, like right now writing this, but I'd be delighted to wear something else rubber as well anytime. I love wearing my neoprene wetsuits, latex catsuit and gloves and hoods and real rubber raincoat anytime along with my sneakers. I just wish I had more excuse to wear them. Now if you dressed me in a diaper and real rubber not plastic pants over it and sent me outdoors in say jeans and sneakers, I'd be hard pressed (no pun intended) to not be walking around with a constant erection under my rubber pants.

Eric

Nope not a turn on !I have been wearing diapers and PP of one kind or another for the last 27 years of my 52 years , i have plastic,vinyl,rubber, PUL ,Each excels in certain situations over a similar product ,i rarely wear disposable sticking to cloth most of the time .

I can understand people having a fascination with them ,as they are very unique compared to any other underwear you will ever use , I wear snap on or pull on plastic during the day over custom contoured diapers , my night wear is full on super heavy weight diaper with extended coverage rubber bloomers .

I dont no if plasticpants are a turn on suppose they are as they do look good on but they are also practical as they do help keep leaks in and they do add to the puffyness of your babybutt when out so guess they are a bit of a turn on was a good question

Plastic pants have always been a turn on for me. It's the basis for my DL life. When I was young my interest in plastic pants was never about wearing diapers. Just those amazing enchanting rubber pants. The thrill of them came from a sense of diabolical threat that they represented. we as kids were constantly threatened with being forced to wear "diapers and rubber pants". While it never really happened, they chilling thought of being forced to wear them struck a chord in me that is probably more bondage and discipline than DL. I guess the rubber pants became an icon of sorts that represented those feelings. Also, the sensations of the soft plastic against my skin just fused the scene into a sexual turn on. It wasn't till many years later in life that I realized that those childhood feelings were sexual. I never dreamed a six year old was sexual.

With the onset of puberty came the full on desire for plastic pants. As the fantasy grew in my head th desire to include diapers was no doubt to expected. Of course if you are wearing diapers and rubber pants, it only seems right to experience what it was like to use them for their intended purpose. And when I did, WOW! So now, I cant imagine wearing my wonderful rubber pants without my diaper, it's still my plastic pants that are the real turn on...

I absolutely adore wearing my plastic pants by themselves, as underwear. The feel of the plastic around me is so gorgeous. When I was a child my mum used to call them rubbers so that is what I call them. The word rubbers has a massive effect on me when I say, especially when I am wearing my rubbers. I can’t stop myself buying more and more rubbers. I have no control over it. I certainly have aftershocks for rubbers. I particularly like my pink ones which I call my pink baby rubbers. I am wearing my pink baby rubbers as I write this.

it all started when I was a teenager, in the early sixties. I had younger siblings and one day I found baby rubbers lying around. I suppose it was the feel of them, that lovely soft plastic feeling. I remember the smell, they had lanolin on them then, it had such an effect I had to try them on. I recall they were a bit tight but the feeling, oh, oh, I could not believe it, I was hooked straight away. I took a few of them (I don’t know where my mum thought they were going) and started to wear them as much as I could. I wore them when I went to school under my school uniform. Trouble was as I got older they were started to split. I plucked up the courage to go into a pharmacy and ask to buy some baby rubbers. I would ask for the largest size which lasted me for a while. There then came a point when even these wouldn’t fit so I stopped buying and wearing them.

it was about fifteen years ago when I went on the internet and it came to me I could search for rubbers, particularly adult baby rubbers. From then on until this day I have continued to wear baby rubbers as often as I could. I used to work away from home a lot, staying in hotels. On these days I wore my rubbers twenty four hours a day for days on end, talk about being in heaven. I recall I have worn my rubbers at my daughter wedding, my mums funeral and the like. If I could wear my baby rubbers twenty four hours a day, every day of the year I couldn’t ask for more.

my rubbers were a sexual turn on when I was a teenager and continued to be so when I found them again. I used to keep some larger ones, I do prefer them a close fit, as my wank pants. God how the wearing of rubbers made me hard. Most of my baby rubbers I didn’t want to mess up as it is the wearing of them I adore the most. Certainly now, that I am much older, I don’t want in them much these days. I do wear multiple rubbers some of the time, two pairs, three pairs, even up to six, seven pairs and the like.

When I began to look for plastic pants on the internet, there were so many, I had no idea. The compulsion to buy baby rubbers became to much and I began to try differing types. Based in the UK I had to buy from sites based here. I did try to buy some get ware but for some reason they never arrived. For those first few years I liked the bikini style but I am more used to the traditional style. I absolutely love the feel of all that plastic between my legs.

in the beginning I bought baby rubbers from a firm called Arizona Care. I remember when I first put them on, oh bloody hell. I was working at the time and I recall having to go to London for a few days working. I wore my rubbers all the time, I even slept in them at the hotel. I can’t even begin to say how I felt.

in thos days and the following few years I took with me a number of pairs because I wanted in them many times. The feeling of all my spunk in my plastic pants was awesome. The feeling of it squishing around whilst I was working wearing my spunky rubbers. After a while I would feel a little guilty (not of wearing rubbers) because I had messed them, so that’s why I would have other pairs with me so I could put a clean pair on.

Too be honest I don’t really like to wank in my rubbers, it’s the feeling of goodness and calm that I get from wearing them, I’m in heaven when I am wearing them. When I put on a fresh new pair of rubbers my legs nearly give way, the feelings I have blow my mind. Of course from my teenage years and as I have got older I do often get overwhelmed by the sexiness of my rubbers and then I wank away to my heavenly baby rubbers.

the next stage of my time wearing baby rubbers will follow another day.

All the very best to my fellow plastic pants lovers, I have been wearing my pink baby rubbers again today.

I was a bedwetter and my mom put me back into cloth diapers and plastic baby panties when I was 7. She had threatened me with diapers and plastic panties many times earlier but the time came one morning when I was sitting at the kitchen table eating cereal when my mom brought my wet sheets and blanket down to the basement to wash. She told me that my bedwetting was too much laundry and that I was going to get put back into diapers and plastic baby diaper panties that night. I was actually glad. The threat did come true and she did pin cloth diapers on me that night and pulled up a pair of plastic baby panties over my thick night cloth diapers. I loved it that night and have loved being in them ever since and I still wear cloth pinned on diapers and plastic pants. In the 1960's I would go to Woolworths, Kresge's or Grants and look at the plastic panties and I would get quite aroused. Many times I went home and put on my own night diapers and plastic panties to make the arousal "go down":. I really did wet the bed until I was 14 and I wore night diapers and plastic panties for an extra 15 months after I quit wetting at night just in case. (during that last 15 months my diapers were dry every morning under my plastic panties but there always seemed to be a small yellow stain up closer to my waist. My mom never said a word about the stain that was about a tablespoon in size or about me wanting to stay in my diapers and plastic panties "just in case".

When I was 12 I did out grow my baby plastic panties but my mom took me to a hospital supply store where I got Klienert plastic panties. They looked just like baby plastic panties but they fit me as a teen age bedwetter and they made them for adults too.

Plastic panties are so important to me and I love every aspect of them. I get aroused in my diapers and plastic panties if I see plastic panties, if I hear about plastic panties, if I read about plastic panties and of course if I wear my plastic baby diaper panties. I look at myself in the mirror when I wear only my diapers and plastic panties and rub my plastic panties.

Yes most definitely. My baby girl has roughly 40 pairs I bought for her over the years. I have a strong fetish for all things plastic, pvc/vinyl, rubber/latex and leather as long as it is on a female! She also has an assortment of rainwear that I bought her.

Not a fan of plastic panties on bare skin. However they are, for me, a must over diapers, cloth or disposables. Like the feel...like the look. It 'seals the deal' so to speak. As mentioned sometime back the diapers are important but having the plastic panties pulled up ones legs and fitted over your diapers is the final 'babyfying' act. one part of the 'dream' is to have an attractive lady force me into my diapers and then make a fuss about pulling on my plastic panties. second dream? I'm forcing her into her diapers and pulling up her plastic panties. Is it a turn on? You bet!

Rubber diapers, that's what my wife calls them, plastic panties were a turning point for me, that's when she told me that my bedwetting in bed, that I'm going to have to be diapers and with a rubber diaper in bed every night. This threats made me focus on the fact that I'm going to have to wear shameful plastic panties. I remember that noise that the first time she was about to put on my thick diapers it was that loud rustling of plastic panties. The overwhelming feeling of humiliation and shame, having the plastic panties pulled up my thighs and mounted on my diapers, I shudder and remember that feeling of the waterproof plastic on me. It is now clear that I had my place in plastic diapers and panties. But now I feel my impending failure to control myself and wake up in my wet diaper and that she is punishing me for getting my diapers wet and having leaks in our bed, like when I was little she well add a little humiliation when she said to me, "And now it's time to pin your cloth diapers and put on your rubber baby diaper for your nap come on baby!" I have to admit it's nice and even exciting like when she shakes them in front of me, and they make that loud rustle that only plastic panties can make me remind me of why I need them. Whereas now, that I have adjusted to being a bedwetter, I am excited to have to stay in my plastic diapers and panties day and night and to have Madame force me to be in diapers and rub the front. my plastic panties to see if I peed.

The plastic panties she kinda got sensual to me

I grew up in the era of rubber pants. I never got over the helpless feeling of having them slid up over thick diapers. Funny even when they became vinyl or plastic everyone still called them rubber pants. Grandmother also would knit thick wool diaper covers that made your diaper almost impossible to walked in. Mom was famous for too too thick of a diaper and Grandma's wool diaper covers did not help.

They are OK. I am a straight up plastic tape tab disposable diapers boy. Lay down, and a Pamper on you is changed. Change my diaper with a slight sprinkle of baby powder, done.

Tie a cute little teddy bear or nursery print plastic white bib on me, feed me my bottle, and call it a day. I’m fed and dry, a good day.

Absolutely, but not plastic, I wear (I´m wearing right now) rubber pants. I have periods... Some time every day, another times I don't wear for months.

They have been for me since I was a young boy starting around 11 when I first touched and played with myself under my pin on diapers and rubber pants shortly after my mom diapered me for the night. She called them rubber pants and I have always referred to my plastic pants as rubber for over 60 years but they are in fact plastic pants. I'm not sure how I can separate the erotic arousal I feel when I pull up my rubber pants over my pin on diapers from actually going potty in my diapers because both a such turn on for me. I used to get erections every time my mom pinned on my diapers at night and again in the morning after waking up in my wet diapers and masturbating. Now a days I tend to get aroused and at least partially erect when I start to go potty in my diapers and of course when my fiancee changes me, especially while being wiped clean and powdered and continuing until she pulls up my rubber pants.

I fell in love with plastic pant around the age of 4 or 5, any time they where on show, washing lines, babies new pack's in the shop's i was looking and longing for them, even bought some large toddler size ones but they where far too small form me as a teen and the split the first time of putting them on, so i lined my undies with then, as a teen going through puberty plastic pants always featured in my fantasies. As my children came along i could feel and touch and hold plastic pants when ever i wanted then of course the children grow up and move on from nappies. In my late 30's i discovered i was not the only guy who liked plastic pants when reading Fiesta adult magazine and there was a story about a young man wearing nappies and plastic pants, I told my wife about the story and she said i should look into getting some. The next day i went to Boot chemist and found adult plastic pants, I have never been with them since, Now i live alone i have a large number of pairs and wear them when ever i like and wear just about every night over my nappy in bed and love wetting my nappy knowing my plastic pants will usually keep my dry

Normally diapers arent in my thoughts but serveral times in my life ive witnessed women who peed their panties and got an errection. I guess that i like😊

I fell in love with the idea of wearing plastic pants and rubber, from the many stories I'd read. Now I own a nice collection and wear them with my disposable ones. I of course do everything I can to minimize the heat build up when doing so I've learned my inner legs are extremely sensitive to heat being trapped and if untreated it gets nasty. I get so turned on after I've got my diaper on to feel my plastic pants riding up my legs to further help prevent leaks and to humiliate with those cute patterns. Even when I'm protected for long durations I still wear them because they are, well, addictive to wear. I have a bunch of cute pattern ones or solid colors and I love them all. I actually plan to have even more adorable variants. I'm no longer sure if I'd wear rubber as the heat build up sounds much harsher in my case. I might have to try it just to see how it goes.

They sure are for me. It started when my little sister was two and I was five.

I used to sneak her plastic pants and wear them. It wasn't long before I started sneaking her diapers too, but that's another story.

I always thought plastic pants felt wonderful, and that's probably how my diaper fetish and being a DL started.