To All Of Our Diaper Wearers

My hopes with this post is to understand you all better and the fetish that you so love. I won't for one minute pretend to get it or understand your love for all things diaper. I am not trying to be offensive by any means and I hope none of you will be offended by my questions or statements.

We tell our members that if they don't like something or don't agree with it to not read it or skip over it. Well as a moderator I can't do that. I try to read most of all the posts looking for issues and other moderator type things. Needless to say I have read tons of posts from you diaper wearers and I have noticed a common thread.

Many, and I do mean many of you talk about things that happened to you as young children. Which for many of us here our fetishes have developed out of events of our childhoods. This is true for me as well. I love injections and I only like them in my butt and I like it when they hurt a bit. For most of you in this section that doesn't make sense and you don't get it. Our events from our childhood definitely shape us as adults.

So I have noticed that for so many of you events in your childhood have caused your fetish. That is normal as I have said, but so many of your stories just make me so sad. It seems to me that your parents or caregivers for lack of better terms abused you, humiliated you, almost tormented you about your bathroom habits.

You guys talk about being punished for messing in your pants or peeing in them after you were out of diapers so your parents put you back in diapers. Some of you were made to walk around and some of you even out in the yard in diapers and plastic pants as punishment for doing this. And I could go on and on with other examples of what most would consider abuse and or torture.

Do you not see what happened to you as abusive and or cruel because most of us on this side of your fetish see it as that. Do any of you harbor resentment for how you were treated as a child, tortured?

Again I hope my post hasn't offended you as I am just trying to understand what makes all of you tick. I greatly appreciate any and all responses from our diaper loving individuals. Thanks for your time.

Mashie

Mashie, what a great trend. I'm totally speaking for myself hear and not trying to offend anyone. When I read post on different trends in all of Zity, I sometimes wonder if it's really what happened or is just a fantasy. I DO NOT believe in abusive or cruel punishment for anyone at any age. I agree that some post on how some members have been treated as punishment in their childhood are sad or even upsetting. Believe me when I was punished in my childhood it was because I needed it for whatever reason. I'm sure their where times I wasn't punished and should have been. Punishment is NOT to be cruel or abusive, but a learning tool for misbehavior.

To answer Mashies question of what makes me a diaper wearer tick. I do wear diapers 24/7 because i'm urinary incontinent from a spinal cord injury. I only wear diapers because of a medical condition, not for a true fetish. Since I have been wearing diapers 24/7 for over seven years now it can be easily turned into a fetish. What I mean by that is a person could easily become a DL after a period of time. I want to make it clear here if I didn't need to wear diapers I surely wouldn't. I look at it this way, it's not easy needling to wear diapers 24/7 because of incontinence. Like many medical reason diaper wearing Zity members here it somewhat becomes easier physically and more mentally for the need of diapers as a DL. What I'm trying to get at is if I truly need to wear diapers, I might as make it the best as I can. I do consider myself as a DL. After accepting the fact of needing diapers for the rest of my life which wasn't easy for me, becoming a DL made it easier for me mentally. I understand this maybe hard for others to understand.

When I became incontinent at 41 I was so angry, embarrassed, confused, and humiliated. THANK GOD I found ZITY and likewise friends that truly helped me thru my big change in life. After sharing all my feelings with many Zity medical diaper wearing friends I took many of their advices. The best advice I got and did was to accept it and make the best of it, possibly have fun with it as a DL. As being incontinent the DL side of it makes it mentally easier, mentally I'm not just wearing a diaper for incontinence but for my love of wearing diapers.

I don't know if this helps answer your question or even makes sense Mashie. But this is what makes me tick. With all due in respect to you and all. Indiana

Mashie, you've always struck me as a very straight-shooting, open, honest, unpretentious, understanding, fun, loving and compassionate (as well as kinky and sexy as hell) individual. Speaking of fetishes we don't get, I to this day don't remotely understand anyone deriving satisfaction, let alone sexuality and arousal, from either S&M or anything related to pain, including one of your big favorites, injections. I admit it right up front - I don't get it. Pain to me is probably the biggest, most instant turn-off and arousal and orgasm killer I know of. But I'm glad you and many others here enjoy it. If you have any insight as to where that kink/fetish comes from for you, let us know, as I'd be curious. Personally, though I find it very interesting, I only have vague speculations and little true understanding of the origins of my own kinks. These stem mostly from extensive infant and childhood exposure to rubber products as a result of a lot of infant and childhood illness and surgery through age 13. Other than that, I can't even speculate where my eclectic group of fetishes comes from.

This last post of yours below just continues to demonstrate the kind of person you are, and I was both impressed and gratified that you posted a piece offering understanding and potential help to those of us enamored of wearing diapers, another kink of which I have little understanding. Once again, your class act shines through and I'm pleased and proud to know you and have the occasional delight in talking with you about my own particular set of peculiarities (like we did recently about sneakers and rubber suits, which I'm rather sure a very large number of people don't understand either). Thanks for being you.

Eric

Indiana, thank you for your insightful post. Your perspective is enlightening.

Eric, thank you for all of your kind words. I just love you to pieces and respect you more than you can know.

Mashie

People like Mashie that has all these great personalities is what makes ZITY GREAT. I agree with Ericmacson. I have no idea and dont understand why Mashie loves injections as a fetish, all I can think is OUCH! But on the other hand she may not understand my fetish. Just because we dont understand doesn't mean that we can't learn or have some sort of understanding. I maybe opening a can of worms by asking this, but does anyone know all the real reasons for their fetish or fetishes. I'm not so sure myself a on a few of them.

MASHIE, I respect you because you respect me and others here. I cant thank you enough for all the time you spend keeping ZITY a safe friendly place for all these fetishes and such. Yes we may not understand each other at times, but we are humans and that is what makes us the same. Lol. So keep being yourself the way you are. HUGS TO OUR FRIEND MASHIE!

Thanks for the interesting post Mashie. Its nice to be able to see questions from individuals outside of the diaper fetishists.

For me, there is no doubt that my love of all things diapers formed in my childhood.

Interestingly, i cant go back far enough in my youth to pinpoint the time where it developed. I suspect that a tactile bonding of sorts came into play very early in my infancy. Diapers, and in my case plastic pants too, had a definite sexual aspect as early as I can remember.

Back then it was a sexual tension that came across as a thrilling sensation. Sort of like riding a roller coaster. Real sexual feelings didnt arrive until puberty naturally.

As I grew up in a large Catholic family, there was constant exposure to all aspects of diapers that only reinforced those feelings.

For me there is also a very strong submissive aspect. I think it may have come about by the fact that diapers are very difficult for a child to remove and creating a sort of bondage expedience. Added to that, is the fact that a large family is somewhat militaristic in its operation. Theres not much time to spend coddling one of six kids. So anything that works to resolve a problem, is good. Youve probably heard the old saying " kids dont come with an instruction .manual". I know for certain that I didnt. .....pass me my rubber pants, would you ease...lol

I wish I could point to or remember why I like diapers and pee play. I was the youngest and hardly was around diapers or plastic pants but did of course wear them until I was two, in 1949. As far as I can remember I was never abused and had a very pleasant childhood. I had a slight pee fetish starting around age six. Then at age twelve I all of a sudden took a big interest in diapers and plastic pants. I started making diapers from old tee shirts and using plastic shower caps for plastic pants. At sixteen I got real diapers and plastic pant that I had been eyeing in the Wards catalog for years. I have always been a D/L with some age play, I never have been into the A/B side. So the burning question for me has always been why.

The reason I can give for my like nappies and plastic pants is that i was bed wetter until I was 8 or 9 and had t wear them every night until I became dry. My mother said she was keeping me in nappies to cut down on the laundry she never spanked for the bed wetting or ridiculed me in anyway. I was teased a bit by my older brother and sister when they became dry at night at a normal age. A good 3 to 4 years before I became dry at night but even that was kept to minimum.

Over the years of my bed wetting I became used to wearing my nappies and plastic pants and when I became dry i missed them and occasionally used towels as a make shift nappy but never wet them I just loved the feel of them between my legs. I also liked the smell and sound of plastic pants.

The final thing that got me really interested was when I 18 or 19 years old I was staying with my Uncle and Aunts for a few days. One off my cousins was a bed wetter and his mother kept him in nappies for his bed wetting and seeing him running around in nappies got me wishing it was me.

Again would use towels as make shift nappies. And as time went on I found magazines and books on adult babies. So over the years my interests in being a adult baby grew and developed into being spanked and forced to be the sissy baby I am today.

I would like to add I do not think I was abused in any way it is just the fact that I wore nappies longer than average.

One final thing i am glad zity is around so I can read about and chat with like minded people.

I need to add. Like I said, Diapers fulfill a sexual need for me, and probably all the other diaper lovers. I read the posts of members who started to wear only after they became incontinent. When they were forced to overcome the stigma, they found that they enjoyed the feel of a diaper.

Diapers, once stripped of the social stigma, have a huge sexual aspect. They combine so many sexual aspects. Thick softness in the nether regions and wetness combine to massage a person in all the right places. Plastic pants add another huge tactile aspect. Much like sex, diapers have a forbidden aspect that adds a strong dynamic. I like to call it the "naughty factor". Diapers also exemplify loss of control. More so when incontinence is involved . Especially for the male, wetting is very similar to an orgasm. Involving much of the same biology and sensations. Wetting is kind of like an orgasm, when climax is reached, the ability to control your orgasm is lost. Everything needed to get a guy over the top is there. All you need to add is your personal fantasy.

I think many of us acquired the diaper fetish at puberty. This for me was a time when sexuality exploded in me with no idea of what was going on. The subject was taboo in the 60's. Girls were not fully on my radar and when they were, the awkwardness of adolescence made access to the girls difficult. Add this to the above and the recipe for the development of a major fetish is there. Diapers and rubber pants were accessible to me. As well as the tactile memories and emotions of infancy. It all became the perfect outlet for uncontrollable sexual urges in the privacy of my own bedroom. Even the danger of getting caught added to the amazing feelings of young sexuality. With an active imagination, I learned to heighten my orgasmic thrills by fantasizing all sorts of diapered scenarios. So no angry parents to object to your interest in girls or the financial aspects and awkwardness of dating. (although the growing desire to be with girls was there, just out of reach ) firmly imbedded the diaper fetish in me.

The downside? Social isolation and loneliness. I lived with this huge freak factor. Always hating myself for being weird. I felt that no girl would accept this aspect of me. It wasn't until in my 20's that I owned my fetish and realized it wasn't going away any more than my head . I accepted that any relationship I had with a partner would have to include this part of me. When I finally met the person of my dreams I bared my soul about my diapers only to find that she was quite ok with it. (not to say it hasn't caused problems though).

Darn it. why'd you have to ask....lol...

Mashie; thanks for your heartfelt concern about our childhood welfare regarding this diaper link to our sexuality.

My link didn't involve any punishments, or humiliation although a younger sibling arrived as I turned 9 y/o. I remember being fascinate by the whole diapering process (maybe the pre-puberty sensual interests). I just recently remembered making pseudo-diapers from my pillowcases and wearing them overnight in my pajamas, and the pleasant naughtiness of doing something unusual (both parents were typically conformist and conservative). I was always an early waking child so no worry about being caught ( I understood that it wouldn't be perceived as appropriate even back then).

That link of sensuality and diapers carried forward to full puberty onset, and the next connection when I found a washed and dried flat 3 ft. x 3 ft. flannel diaper and plastic pants at a local laundromat. The plastic pants were very snug and held everything in close contact creating delightfully soft friction against my boy bits. The link was powerfully reinforced by my surging hormones. Yes, I understood this wasn't typical even then, though I was interested in girls too, but never thought anyone else could understand this desire, which I didn't understand myself.

I feel very lucky to have found someone who willingly plays with my diapers, which has led to some possible risks when travelling in conservative places.

I'm glad we have a place to give voice to these things that are outside the realm of typical, and that gradually there is more acceptance non-standard behavior, as long as the participants are willing adults.

PP

As a small kid, my parents never abused / humiliated / punished me in any way for diapers / accidents. Honestly, my mother had me out of them so early that I don't have any memories of being in them. I do have a few faint memories that had to be from that time--one faint memory of my mother doing the wash and putting diapers through the wringer of the old washing machine, and another of me sitting there watching her fold diapers and they HAD to be mine. But, no memories of sitting there consciously thinking "I'm wearing diapers". So in my case, that had nothing to do with me growing up to have this fetish.

Or--if it did--in my case it was completely the opposite: I do think that being out of diapers so early did cause me to be envious of the other kids who still got to wear them and who still had accidents. And there were many and they were all girls--younger cousins and kids in the neighborhood--who did. One in particular, a girl about my age who lived next door, who intentionally wet her pants until we were 5-6 years old and (I later figured out) was diapered at night at least through Third Grade (when we moved away).

I'd see her wet her pants a lot. On one occasion I went to her house and she was sitting on the porch in shorts/panties in a big puddle of pee, very much enjoying the fact that she'd had to go then sat down and intentionally peed in her pants. This prompted me to begin my early experiments with wetting. I'd say I was about 6-7 years old at the time. And THAT'S when I did experience some humiliation--there were a few times that my parents found my peed-in underpants and it was "If you don't stop doing this we're going to put you back in diapers!" But by that point, that sort of discipline was appropriate. (And secretly, I almost wished that they would. Ha.)

About this same time, I made the mistake of telling the kid across the street--my best friend at the time--about my fun habit of sneaking down to the basement and peeing in my pants. He then blabbed it to the other kids and for a few weeks I was relentlessly made fun of for this. Also about this time, a kid in my Second Grade class pooped his pants at school and I then just HAD to go home and try it and when my parents caught me doing that, I REALLY got in trouble.

And that's why I quit doing this for a while, until I was about 11, was entering the early throes of puberty and discovering girls. That's when I started visiting the girl next door, going to her bathroom, and smelling her panties. I know that's a controversial subject around here, but I admit I did it and loved it, because this particular girl's panties had big pee stains in the crotch. This brought back memories of my early wetting fun and had the added element of "girl" added to it. Then I found out that the older sister of a friend across the street--who was in high school--still wet the bed and on several occasions I found and "enjoyed" her wet sheets and panties in their basement. It wasn't long after that when I started wetting again and that quickly led to the diapers--there now was a very sexual aspect to it, and I've loved it ever since.

But it had nothing to do with being mistreated by my parents or any other adults.

I'm sure that the vast majority of those who WERE shamed in this way absolutely hated it and did not grow up to have diaper fetishes. But of the handful who did, many probably enjoyed what they were doing at the time, secretly longed to be back in diapers, and longed for everyone to know it. As adults, there are lots of us who love our diapers and constantly experience what I call "the diaper dilemma"--half of us wants the entire world to know that we love wearing and using our diapers, while the other half of us is scared to death that others will find out that we love wearing and using our diapers.

For me, this "ongoing tension" is what has often prompted me to go out in public in diapers, scared of being noticed while secretly WANTING to be noticed and even laughed at. Because, that means that for that one instance, with the people who notice your diapers and giggle at you for it, the 'cat is out of the bag'. You're in public in your diapers, other people know that you're in your diapers, and for a brief second, you're truly free and being who you want to be (a big baby) and it's great.

Now, that being said, I should point out that I don't do this often and no, I'm not trying to shove my fetish into other people's faces. I'm careful about when and where I go and who may notice (for example, I always go during hours when kids are in school). I always dress in ways that it's obvious that I'm in diapers--IF YOU LOOK CLOSELY--but otherwise most people never even notice. The situation is always such that, 1) there's no way for them to really know if I'm doing it for fun or out of necessity, and 2) though I love it, the act of them staring at / giggling at me is very much an act of them invading my privacy and I don't think that's any worse than me going out in public diapered in the first place.

Well, anyway, those are my thoughts on this topic. Thanks for asking.

@metoo time to rewrite the late great amazing Marvin Gay's "Sexual Healing" to include diapers .here let me start.

Tape up ,tape up, let's get diapered tonight,

Wake up,wake up ,no one else tapes it right, baaaabby I am hot like your lovin' .

Common man bust out some lyrics !make us proud ,

If you do it right "big daddy" at Pacifier Records will get you in the top 40 ,endless stream of diapered royalty fees.