What caused this fetish?

When i was really young i was very interested in diapers. i do not have a real good reason why. one day i even mentioned to a friend about diapers and she seemed interrested too and told me that her 17 year old sister wore once for a medical reason. i did not have access to my on diapers or the internet so i just basiclly had my thoughts to go on. i felt wierd and like i was alone until i found internet sites that had real people who enjoyed diapers. through the years my intrest have changed. for instance i used to only like seeing girls in goodnites and pull ups and now i like a little of everything. now-a-days i do not wear much but my girlfriend does. i found out that i was not big into wearing them but meeting girls who where into wearing them. my whole diaper perspective has changed and i still can not explain why diaper sexually stimulate me. i even catch myself in aqward positions where i see diapers and imagin girls in them when i am jsut walking around and i get side tracked. it is wierd to see a girl fully clothed and then suddenly she is diapered. i guess it is all in my mind and i should just leave it at that. can anyone else relate? does andyone know why they like diapers?

I am the youngest in my family so i never saw my brother or sisters in diapers, for me it was just a natural progression, so it must be in the genes, i remember buying diapers when i got my first job and suddenly remembered what it was like to be a baby and have worn diapers ever since.

I am the oldest by two and a half years by my next oldest brothers and then another three years another brother and another year later a sister.m So there were always cloth diapers and plastic pants around the house, since I was born in the late 40s. I didn't want to be toilet trained and was jealous of the attention my brothers and sister were getting when their diapers were changed. So i would steal the plastic panties to feel like a baby and I'd pee pee and ca ca( as my mommy would say) and feel like a.baby. Then when I'd the how girls would fuss over babies and their plastic panties, it made me want to be a baby even more. I loved it when as I grew older that I could find adult plastic panties that would fit over thick cloth gauze and flannelette diapers.

Not sure what causes this fetish as most people state. just seems as long as I can remember I have always had the desire to wear diapers and plastic pants. was never a bedwetter so can not use that as a reason. I just have to presume that something in my mental state as I was growing up created this desire and now in my mid 50s the desire is still as strong as ever. 😃

Well as most of you all know by reading some of my posts that I wet my bed until I was 9 and wore cloth diapers and plastic pants for this. When I had stopped wetting every night My mother decided to stop diapering me every night. I still had the occasional night time accidents and would be diapered for a few nights after. I think the defining moment came when I was 10 in the summer of 1968 and we visited my fathers(my father had passed away in a auto accident the previous November) relatives in New Jersey. My two younger cousins wet there beds and wore cloth diapers and plastic pants(they wore them to bed until the mid 70s). My mother had informed my aunt that I had stopped wetting every night less than a year ago and also had an accident once and a while. So after my bath that night my aunt called me to her bed room. She explained that children that wet there beds or might wet them wear diapers to bed in her house. I was a little surprised by this but did not fight it. I was diapered thickly and my summer time pajamas were no help in showing the rest of the world that I was thickly diapered. And being that were good that day we went out for Ice Cream. My younger cousin saw the look on my face of dread and said we do this all the time. She was 4 at the time. I said but everyone will see my diapers. My aunt said its either Ice Cream or bed time for me. So I chose the Ice Cream. We got to the Ice Cream stand(we drove)and had to get out of the car to order ,and also to eat our Ice Cream. I remember a few other kids there and some of them were diapered too. But not as thickly as I was. I also remember waking up very wet in the morning and my aunt said that means diapers for you at night for the duration of your stay with us. We were there for almost 2 weeks(enjoying the close proximity to NYC and the Jersey shore). They also had an above ground pool too. Well after all said than done I wet my diapers at night a least almost every night while staying there. I think it was my subconscious realizing that I was and liked to be diapered. I also enjoyed seeing my cousins in there thick diapers in the evening before bed time. We also had them on on the morning until after we all ate our breakfast. I think this was the part I liked most. Being in wet diapers and not having to get out of them right after getting out of bed.

I did a little research and came up with this theory. Your brain makes path ways ( a connection of sorts) from what is to what feels good. Take this for an example, your sitting in the sun it's 98, your hot, you move to a shady spot, you feel better. Again your sitting in the sun, it's 45, you move to a shady spot but now you feel cold. Your brain will make this connection and you will not even have to think about it the next time your body temperature is uncomfortable. The same is true with diapers, for what ever reason you have made some type of a connection to feeling good in diapers. Now here is a proven fact. The more you act on what ever it is that makes you feel good the stronger the path way becomes. This is why it is near imposable to be "CURED" of wanting to wear diapers. I went to a head doctor who told me he knew of only 6 qualified sociologist in the whole USA who could help with a fetish but it would take over 6 years and tons of money. So his advise was to just relax and enjoy it.

Great post Laura. I took was fond of diapers at the young of age 11. Could never figure out why. A hidden fetish for years for me, however after time I was able to just do what you say...

Enjoy it....

My mother once punished one of my sisters by making her wear a diaper. I was so curious that I stole one and tried it on and have had an interest in the m ever since. I always tried to raise hell as a youngster to get the same punishment, but I never got the diaper punishment, just good old fashioned bare bottom spankings. She did put me in panties once, but that was not a punishment. We were on a family trip and I ran out of clean underwear and was forced to wear a pair of my sisters panties until my mother could make it to a laundry and clean cloths.

So, thanks to my strict mother, I have a love of diapers, I yearn to be spanked by women and when I am not wearing diapers I am wearing comfortable sexy panties.

I've enjoyed and appreciated the replies here.

it is all emotional.

in my case life stress drove me to long for the safe (and sexy) sense that plastic panties give.

but before that?

i was coming into puberty, confused, scared.

i had asked a friend if he masturbated and he said no. i was shocked. then i passed a woman standing in a doorway wearing a wet amber-red rubber apron. it shined. i felt something strange and uncomfortable. i felt guilty for looking at her apron for so long. [here's my friend who never wanks! i must be a real freak.. i thought.]

then, one evening i saw pairs of plastic panties bobbing on a washing line, blown by the air. i couldn't take my eyes off them. in an instant i knew i wanted them, and in a flash i had a plan to "borrow" them. and i did.

i realize that jumping into plastic baby panties was a real way of controlling my sex. contain my sex urges. do you know what i mean? i was disciplining myself, as well as indulging my desire fully. i felt guilty again. very quickly i learned to enjoy punishing myself in my plastic baby panties.

yes, my fascination with plastic baby panties is emotional. and you can see it seems to come from a wish to be punished - in this sexy fetish way of course! so, in my case, there's an earlier wish to be dominated and disciplined. i don't know if that's true for anyone else.

and i wonder if "it's emotional" is true for you. is it?

best wishes

babyplasticpanties

I naturally started wanting to wear diapers at the age of 9 or 10. Right around the same time I started goig threw puperty and wanted to wear diapers, even before the sexual urges came.

I would fake wetting the bed, I stated I needed them and such. aiat totally uncontroble progressed from there.

Since I was 15, I found an old diaper that was my as a baby,

I tried it and it felt good.

For me it started when i was a kid. i watched that tom and jerry cartoon, baby puss, and thought it would be sexy to see people diapered and babied like that.

The liking of diapers can be caused by many different things, but most of the time it is how you perceive something for the first time that gets stuck in your head in cases of many AB's the first time they saw a diaper they connected it with things like safety, security, of the lack of necessary responsibility

When I was 23-13 I got very interested in women's underware. I had no sister so I tried on my mother's. She worked a lot so I was home alone often. I would try on her bras and panties, slips, nylons and dresses. I stuffed nylons into the bra to make it seem as if I had breasts. I realize now what I was doing but the strange part is that I was never satisfied with just a single pair of panties. I would put them all on at once. I really enjoyed the feeling of having 20 pairs of panties on and the smothness of my crotch was almost feminine. When I got a little older I started to switch to old bedsheets for underware because my mother started to suspect I was in her things. I would make a thick panty out of the sheets and stuff it with toilet paper. I really enjoyed the feeling. One day I was playing with my sheet panty when my mother came home early. I jumped into bed because I had no time to take off my stuff. She fussed over me for some time thinking I was sidk because I was in bed. She stayed there so long that I ended up peing myself because I could not get away. The feeling was wonderful. I was hooked. I still wore mom's things but my entire focus shifted over time to diapers and wetting. I now wear most of the time.

For me, I think it was the feeling of security and specialness that came with being changed.

I have no idea what started it, but apparently i was in and out of diapers until i was five and i would be fully toilet trained and then pee my pants again and would have to start all over

I cant really remember when i started becoming a ab and weather it is classed as a fetish i think it is more logical problem, i knew i had bed wetting problems when i was young and also child abuse and very frightened i didnt know what to do has i was young,i always had to wear nappies and plastic pants, untill my late teens,then on/off though out i have been in out of nappies .Now at the age of 38 i am now a adult baby i wear nappies 24/7 also i want a mummy to hold me tight with hugs and kisses. i dont know why i am like this at my age but i know one thing it is not a fetish.

I don't know why it happened for me. I was the oldest among my sister and cousins living nearby so I saw them in diapers but never remembered myself wearing them. I felt like I missed out. I don't know how it became an obsession but I now know that I have Aspergers Syndrome so I wonder if it is somehow linked. Like since aspies tend to develop narrow highly detailed interests, I wonder if that played a part in turning a curiosity into an obsession.

Im not sure why with me. i think it may be because my mom had me and my lil brother 13 months and 1 day apart. she potty trained me at 14 months. but if i was sick or something re put them on me. and at 9 would use them so she didnt have to wash my panties out of blood she she would make me stay in them for a week every month. i think with me it may be becaus e when i was diapered she gave me attaion and was kind and if i got in trouble she wouldnt get so mad about it. but when i was not diapered and got in trouble she would get mader then hell at me and my lil bro could do the same thing and nothing would happen to me but ill be in more trouble then hell i think its i want to be loved like that again. and want to be babied so much.

Great topic !

For me, wearing a diaper and pads designed for the same basic purpose has been "mostly" due to medical need. I have been round and round with doctors, medications, exercises, and the like, with (to date) operations being the next potential "cure".

I am officially "middle aged" now and at this point in my life, I have accepted my intermittent lack of control and problems with wetting at night, as this has been my life for as long as I can recall. I have at some point, tried just about every incontinent product out there (that I am aware of) and have returned to the "ol faithful" Abri X-Plus during the day on "bad days" and depends "pull ups" during the day the rest of the time, except for pads in swim wear and the like where depends would show. At night, I'm nearly 100% cloth as I find it the most comfortable - and maybe the most "comforting".

Where I'm going with this is that this topic struck a nerve for me... Why do I usually look forward to being thickly diapered at night ? As I get older, the children get older and much more independent, my husband gets more involved in his hobbies, etc and generally less interested in being close to me at night... I seem to be getting home, getting my bath, and getting "ready for bed" earlier and earlier these days. I used to get home, prepare supper, do laundry, clean up the house, etc, then betting my bath and ready for bed, followed by reading or TV entertainment while my hair dried. These days, I seem to be getting my bath immediately after getting home and cleaning up the house. I'm then in my diaper, night gown and robe while I get supper, etc. I guess that this makes more sense as the "kids" get home from school and hang out with their friends for awhile, and all, then we all eat later than we used to, so to some degree, it's making all the pieces of the puzzle fit. I can't help the feeling however that I "enjoy" being diapered in the evening. Being diapered seems to have a calming effect on me, though I'm not sure why. All of this to say that there's more to my wearing a thick cloth diaper than medical need, though I'm somewhat at a loss to explain why I feel so. What I do know is that I'm not satisfied with "thinner" cloth diapers any more. As my thick diapers get older, they loose their thickness. When it gets to a point where I have my "favorites", I'm usually on the web site to order several more or double diaper with some of the thinner ones.

Well, it's obvious that I can't fully explain why I feel this way as I'm not at all sure. All I do know is that when I'm curled up on the sofa in my thick diaper, I feel content, safe, secure,... When my husband decides to pay attention to me, with me in a thick diaper, it's usually very sensual and absolutely wonderful !!!

For me, it was mostly sexual. I just assume to wear a diaper if I dated a woman, because I don't want to get her pregnant, if she wanted to become romantic. Besides to me it's just much safer than a condom.

I feel that it was caused by my mom punishing me in them and how it imprinted on my brain!!

I had been abused when I was very young and there was damage to the anal sphincter. Of course my mother thought I was just not trying to get to the bathroom in time so she would punish me by putting me back in diapers and making me play with my cousin's across the road. Hence the fetish later.

This is one of the best discussions of this subject that I have ever read. While it is often unclear how the diaper fetish (or any other fetish) begins, it becomes connected to a feeling of pleasure--sometime security and even love. But the other side of the coin is that fetishes are not considered "normal" or "correct" ways of obtaining sexual satisfaction. This is where the shame element comes in. Accepting oneself is the only way that we can live a good life. This doesn't mean that we have to tell others about our fetishes. Most people will not understand unless they have faced the same issue, and even then many are in denial and may become angry when faced with reality. Be happy. Be tolerant of others. Be kind.

The only real psychological reason I can think of as to why I like diapers is that my younger brother was born at the same time as I was beginning to be potty trained, and as with any family having a new born, my younger brother got most of the attention, especially since he had a few medical problems when he was born. So I was transitioning out of diapers at the same time I watched my parents show a lot of attention to my little brother, who was of course still in diapers. My theory is that while I experienced this I began to connect getting love and attention with being in diapers, as I saw my parents shower my baby brother with attention, and I connected being out of diapers with being ignored, and since I was so young that connection became embedded in my personality and is still there now. Even though I know that no such connection actually exists, my subconscious still attracts me to diapers because of that experience as a child. I think that's at least a possibility of an explanation of my love for diapers.

For me, I don't know. It goes back a long way though, and is really important to acknowledge. The issue I have had is that it comes and goes in waves. Sometimes I have no interest really in it for a good long while, then I get all into it again. Then I "purge" myself of those desires. Just how it goes for me.

I got into it from my old girl friend when she used to put me in diapers

Great question ! When I found other people liked plastic pants too I thought the motovations would be similar to mine. I was surprised to find a huge veriety of core attractions to the same object. One question,how many possible answers?

I cannot remember a time when I did not want to wear a nappy. I remember aged about 4 taking one of my father's handkerchiefs and wrapping it round me. My mother found it when she came in to wake me up to use the potty - I used to wet the bed. Then from time to time when I was not much older I "borrowed" my younger siblings' nappies - once leaving a wet one in a pair of plastic pants under the bed, causing my mother to be quite cross. Although as a child I would have given anything to stop wetting the bed - especially at boarding school - I fantasied about being put back into nappies. Eventually a very kind house-master's wife supplied me with nappies and plastic pants to help me to hide my nightly wetting from other boys but, very sadly, she never actually put the nappies on me.

A few things can cause this

1. having a younger brother or sister born just after your out of diapers or potty training and you feel the baby is taking your mommy away so you regress back to a baby too

2. horrifying potty training exspriance that makes you wish you still had the comfort and protection of a diaper

3. punishment while potty training for wetting or messing your pants

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