As a child or adolescent, did you ever have to go back to wearing diapers, and what was it like?

No. Not until later once regression started. Then, it was back in diapers, using baby 🍼 bottle again, bibs, dependency.

As a child I had many accidents and my parents forced me to wear a diaper. It was uncomfortable at first but got used to the routine.

As a child I had many accidents and my parents forced me to wear a diaper. It was uncomfortable at first but got used to the routine.

I was in nappies at night time till was 14-years old for bedwetting

I wet my bed most nights until my mid teens when I started to have dry nights-dry diapers when I woke up. It took sometime but by the time I was nearly 18 I stopped wetting my bed completely and mom decided I didn't need to wear diapers to bed any longer. Every night until then, my mother pinned my diapers on at night and changed me in the morning. She insisted on doing it herself despite the fact that by then I was fully developed physically. The only diapers she used were flat diapers so she used at least three folded in a certain way which she pinned on with diaper pins. Of course she also had me wear plastic Gerber baby pants over my diapers-the largest size she could find but they did fit well and kept my bedding and clothes dry. She also had me wear diapers during the day when ever we were out for a long time, especially longer car rides. Any time there was a possibility of falling asleep in the car, or having to wait a long time to find a restroom, she made me wear diapers just in case. She always had me wear diapers to see a movie. Drive-in theaters were fun, my sister and I with our diapers on watching a movie on a huge screen, eating popcorn and cokes. My diapers would be so wet by the time I was home. What I realized was it was just a lot easier, more convenient, to wet in my diapers than try to find a restroom or hold it when traveling, so I never made an effort not to wet my diapers, or even mess in them if necessary. The other thing about having diapers on, especially at night in bed was how easy it was to play with myself, masturbate inside my diapers. Once I started doing that around 12 or so, I pretty much always got off in wet diapers. The best time was in the morning when I woke up, my penis erect, hard, stiff, and my diapers soaked. That was when I would jerk off in my diapers and my orgasm felt the best.

I never lost my desire to wear diapers, even though I no longer needed them for bedwetting. After a few year hiatus while going to college I started wetting diapers and plastic pants again when I was on my own, my own place, living in another state with a new career. Before than, I did wear diapers a few times when I was home on holidays, but again not because I needed them for protection, just that I liked having diapers on and wetting and jerkin off in diapers. Once I was on my own, at first I'd pin a diaper on for an hour or two, wet or mess or both, jerk off and the clean up and do this once a month or so. But as time went on as much for stress release as anything else, I started spending weekends fully diapered, and just enjoy myself, doing as much as I could with diapers and rubber pants.

Yes. When I was 8 we moved, & I transferred schools. My parents had just discovered I was hyperactive, (called ADHD now), & explained that to the principal, who was an asshole. He deliberately targeted me & had my teacher fail me on purpose. I was only there 2 semesters before switching to a private school, but the damage was done; I started bedwetting again from the stress. Mom put me back in diapers nightly then, which lasted until I was 14.

My mother said I was fully toilet trained by the age of one. I can recall very reluctantly being made to wear diapers again around age five for maybe about a week at bedtime. I remember feeling poorly and having a burning itchy penis. I now believe I likely had a urinary tract infection that produced incontinence that needed to be controlled overnight. I remember it well due to it being so extremely humiliating for me. They were cloth diapers with vinyl over panties.

I wasn’t put back into diapers by my parents, but I started stealing and wearing my younger brother’s diapers when I was about 10. I remember really enjoying it, until eventually my mother found my “stash” and put an end to it, which was a traumatic experience.

After that I started using hand towels as “diapers” which worked well enough, at least the sensation was correct.

I started bedwetting when I was about 10 and we initially thought this might just be a "one off" but when it happened again a few days later, a waterproof cover was put on the mattress. After a few weeks my mother suggested I wear "overnight protection", I was very resistant to this idea and always refused whenever it was mentioned. When we went on our annual holiday the suggestion became an insistence and I was told that I would have to wear diapers and waterproof pants to prevent damaging the bedding. After we returned home It seemed unreasonable not to continue wearing them, even though I found waking up in a wet diaper very damaging to my self esteem. I grew out of bedwetting in my early teens and no longer needed to wear my night time diapers. After several months I started to miss wearing them and by my mid teens I started wearing again secretly.

Yes I did because I was a chronic bedwetter throughout my childhood and into my teens.

When I was 11, back in the early 60’s, mom greeted me after my evening bath with the news that she was putting me back in diapers. She was tired of washing bedsheets every day and it would be much easier to wash a few diapers every few days. That first night, I threw a regular tantrum, screaming, stomping, crying and promising that I’d never wet the bed again. Well, that didn’t work and I ended up as a diapered 11 year old. Since all that was available at the time was terry cloth diapers, mom diapered me every evening. I hated it at first, but I very quickly learned how soft, comforting, the feeling of security and freedom the diapers provided. I was free to wet my diaper without getting in trouble and also to wake up in a dry bed every morning. Mom continued to pin my diapers on until I was finally staying dry at almost 16.