My favorite most memorable diaper experience

I usually start goodnites but every once in a while I like to wear pampers or luvs.. One time it had been a while since I had worn pampers so I decided to buy some. Just thinking about them would get me hard. When I got to the store to buy them I instantly got an erection.. Luckily I was wearing briefs and I was able to hide my hard on.. I bought the pampers got home. Pulled one out.. Stretched it out.. And pulled my clothes of and as soon as I pulled my underwear off I got hard. I sat down on the pamper to put it on and had the biggest erection I have ever had even to this day . As was trying to strap the diaper on I had to try and cover my hard on.. As soon as the diaper touched my erection I started to spot my load all over the place.. It was and still is one of the best orgasms I have Ever had..

All of them.

First time wearing in bed with my wife (after many discussions + a few wet beds). Woke up to hwr rubbing the front to a incrrfible orgasm.

I’ve had many over the years but I think one sticks out. this took place when I was younger, before my wife and I had kids. I was changing the light fixture in my dinning room. I took the old one out to the trash. I tried stuffing it in there, but I ended up putting my hand through it. I ended up getting lots of stitches in my hand.

We got back from the hospital and I was playing it up half joking I couldn’t pull down my pants with my hand like that. My wife put a diaper on me and we went to bed. When we woke up she changed me into another diaper for the day.

Since I was off of work for a week, this is how things continued. I wore diapers the entire week and never used the toilet. I changed myself a lot of the time because my wife had to work during the day. She did change a few wet diapers when she was around though. I’d always make sure I was soaked when she would get home.

I was always in charge of the messy diapers. after dinner she would go shower and I would shit my pants and go change. Then usually she would jerk me off into my new diaper. I was on pain meds too so that made it even better.

Once in while she would catch me. She knew I liked this. She would send me downstairs to the laundry room so I didn’t stink up the house. When I’d start pooping my pants she would come down with the garbage or something and watch me do it. I loved it. So embarrassing but so exciting. After I was done I’d tell her I pooped my diaper, and she‘d say I guess you better go change.

I pretty much wore diapers most of the time before I had kids, but something about wearing and using for a straight week was great. I can remember around this time I went like 3 months doing every poop in my diaper. Those were the days! I still do it when I can, but not as frequent.

Hard to narrow it down to one. I would have to say that my most memorable diaper experience is having been out in public in just diaper. There is something about being “out there” that is fantastic, very liberating and very exciting. I have written in other threads about my diaper walks here in town in Montreal. I have also written about being caught by a neighbour (as an adult) in my backyard (mine not the yard of my parents house), and how I ended up in hers, yes in just a diaper and running shoes. I have also written about letting myself be “caught” by my brother, not once but twice in a diaper and my pj top. All of those experiences were different in some ways, different times places and people, but all were the same type of experience: Exposed diaper (no pants) some embarrassment, and an incredible rush of excitement once they had seen that my pants were plastic, and quite thick!

Like eddyj says, when one has been into diaper wearing for most of one's life, it's impossible to limit to one memorable experience, there have been so many both enjoyable and unpleasant, if not downright humiliating. Telling a girl I was dating I had a diaper on for the first time was always both nerve wracking and exciting, never knowing how she would respond, but always hoping for that rare girl who might have fun with me. The times my wife has told one of her girlfriends that I wear diapers and rubber pants and then had me show them what I was wearing even though I had already wet myself and my diapers were all wet. Or the time my wife told our waitress that she needed to change her husband's diapers and asked if she could use their restroom. Or when one of my neighbors in our apartment complex found my diapers and rubber pants in the laundry room and asked me about them. That time I was wearing diapers and rubber pants and had wet myself already and my neighbor not only asked about the diapers she found in our laundry room, but also asked me if I had diapers on now and I admitted I did. Then she wanted to know all about my diapering and ended up helping me with my laundry and seeing each other a lot. But my fondest memories are of my mother pinning my diapers on every night until I stopped wetting my bed when I was 17. When I was older and stayed up later, she would diaper me when we both were going to bed. She always washed my pee-pee and bottom before she powdered me, and I often had erections while she was trying to pin my diapers on. And I could see her breasts and nipples under her nighty. Sometimes her nighty would fall open and her breasts would brush against my chest or face as she leaned over to pin my diapers on or pull up my rubber pants and I'd get so aroused but couldn't say or do anything until she left. When my dad was away she liked to lay next to me in bed until I feel asleep, but I never could because I was so excited. But I would wet myself and feel how warm my diapers felt lying next to mommy.

There are many, but probably when my babysitter diapered me back in the early 1990s when my mom was away on another business trip.

I was six years old and after we had our bath time, I followed my babysitter into my sister's room to watch her diaper my three year old sister. Our babysitter was a cute young woman in her 20s. She had long dark brown hair, brown eyes, and an easy smile.

My babysitter saw my little stiffy, and asked me if I wanted her to put a diaper on me too. I said yes, so after she was done diapering my sister, she put me up on the changing table.

My babysitter seemed to be having fun with this because she started to tickle my bottom. She rubbed baby lotion on my bottom, then spread my legs and rubbed baby lotion on my little boner. That felt incredible!

After that came some baby powder, and then she diapered me with a pink Luvs diaper for girls. I could hear that wonderful plastic baby diaper crinkle sound as she unfolded and then slipped the diaper under me. When she pulled the diaper up between my legs, I couldn't believe how hard I was and how good it felt as she taped the diaper on me. My babysitter thought it was cute too.

I wore my diaper to bed that night and humped it until I had a couple of dry orgasms, and then wet it on purpose before I fell asleep. I may have wet my diaper even more during the night because when I woke up, it seemed soggier than what I remember.

The next morning she noticed my wet diaper and asked if I wanted her to change me. Of course I said yes, and I got to wear diapers for the rest of the day and had fun wetting and playing with myself.

I played outside in the backyard wearing nothing but a diaper, and my babysitter would occasionally check my diaper and change me when I needed it. My sister thought it was funny at first, and we both laughed about me wearing diapers too.

That night I wore a diaper to bed again and humped my diaper and wet it before falling asleep.

Mine has to be the first time I ever wore diapers in public. Cloth diapers, pink carousel plastic pants, wet, and ultimately messy. Scared shitless (literally), excited, and embarrassed.

My favorite time was when I wore plastic pants over my diaper and over all that I had a underwear on so it would be less noticeable.

When my diaper was soaked, I went into a public bathroom to remove the diaper.

I removed the diaper and then realized I would end up with my plastic pants under my underwear.

So I ended up with plastic pants underwear..haha

Payed attention to my layering technique after that

I have a few, but one that jumps to mind immediately is when I was in the backseat of a car, tinted windows, in just a (very full) diaper, with my paci in my mouth and my dino named Siggi in my arms. As I was dozing off I heard my friends in the front of the car talking and asking each other “is the little one asleep?”. A very special memory to me.

Spikey

What i really loved is when i wet my diaper (the next morning) after a hard spanking! When the pee hits my bottom it starts to sting all over again. Reminding me that i am stiil a little boy who needs to be diapered and SPANKED! 😃!

I don’t know this is my favorite however it was memorable for me. I had turned 15 several months before this incident and also started puberty. My bedwetting had finally abated except for one incident while backpacking a few months earlier. My parents announced that they were going out of town for a long weekend to celebrate their anniversary. They were going to have my cousin that was attending college nearby stay overnight with us. I thought this would be a perfect opportunity to indulge my growing fascination with diapers since I had a room in the basement and my cousin would not be coming downstairs to do laundry like my Mom. I had borrowed some of my younger sisters cloth diapers that I would use safety pins to put together a proper diaper. I thought I was very clever in using a plastic trash bag that I cut the corners out of and then pulled up and then tucked in the top of the diaper. Only years later would I find out almost everyone from my generation used this method for make-shift plastic pants. I went to bed wearing my diaper and plastic pants intending to wear overnight and then saving to wear the final two nights when my parents were out of town. Around 5:00 AM I awoke to a familiar feeling, I had wet the bed unintentionally! The sheets and blanket were also wet even though my diaper was soaked, it turned out that I had torn a hole in the plastic bag at some point. I totally panicked at this point as I feared my cousin would find out about the diapers, he had already known about my bedwetting from family vacations in years past, I did not know if he knew it continued into my teens and I did not want to provide any proof. I decided in my panic that I would would place the used diapers in an old shoe box and took them to the trash can and buried them under some other trash. I then washed my sheets as I was old enough to do my own laundry. Later I would regret throwing away the cloth diapers, my mom must have given away the rest because they disappeared from my sisters closet. I could have easily washed the diapers with the sheets however I was so upset from wetting the bed for the first time in months that I just wanted to get rid of the evidence. That was the last time I wet my bed until it came back in my 30’s.

Mine has to be the first time I ever wore diapers in public. Cloth diapers, pink carousel plastic pants, wet, and ultimately messy. Scared shitless (literally), excited, and embarrassed.

This may well have been my most memorable experience as well. I had recently finished college, but was still living at home with my family, soon to leave town for a new job and career. I had been wearing diapers off and on in the safety of my home when I was there on holidays for several years after no longer needing them for my bedwetting problems. This was all long before the internet, or even VCR's, and even before disposables were readily available-I was still wearing my old cloth diapers and Gerber style plastic pants I'd worn throughout high school for my bedwetting. One evening I decided to venture out fully diapered for the first time on my own go to a local movie theater that showed adult movies(really what would be called soft porn today). In retrospect, I should have waited until I was in my own place, a new city and job, but the urge to do this was so powerful at the time. Diapers had been an object and opportunity for me since I was 13 to enjoy myself sexually, pleasure myself, especially after wetting my diapers. I know this was at least in part because I so shy around girls, virtually never dated, so the idea of watching an adult movie alone in a dark theater wearing diapers and rubber pants, and wetting myself was so overwhelming. I was already wet by the time I bought the ticket. I was so nervous, sure someone would notice I had diapers on under my jeans, but of course no one did. I was surprised to see so few people inside, easy to find a seat away from anyone else, and felt relieved, thinking I was safe. Remember this was my first time watching an adult movies and all that goes on in them. To say I was horny would be a gross understatement. Anyway, I sat down with a large coke, bag of popcorn to watch the movies, and as soon as the movie began I was instantly hard, too hard to even pee again. I rubbed myself some over my diapers just to feel good, and then waited until my erection softened so I go potty again. I always felt so cool when I wet in my diapers, I knew it wouldn't take long to get hard again. By now I was pretty wet, enjoying the movies and the girls boobs, nipples, pussies and all. Watching them play with themselves, I don't think any had vibrators that long ago.

Well, as luck would have it, I had a sudden urge to poop, something I never did wearing diapers before. My mom knew about my wearing diapers, knew I wet them, but would never have though I'd mess in them. Well, I needn't tell you more-you know. Once the urge was there, I lifted my butt a little, and right away a huge log slipped out, filling the back of my diapers with my warm soft poop. I couldn't belief how good it felt, plus I was instantly erect again and this time I knew it wasn't going to relax on its own. So I sat back down, felt my pooh squish all over the back of my diapers, and up the front making contact with my ball sack, between it and my legs. Another slighter urge developed so I lifted my butt again and another large but smaller log slipped out, completely covering everything inside my diapers. In fact I was concerned it might extend over the top of my diapers into my jeans. At that point I started to smell myself, and worried others would notice, but looking around no one was close enough to notice. I relaxed again, still hard and began squishing in my seat to feel my pooh move over my skin, and then rubbed myself some more making me even more turned on. For whatever reason I didn't want this to end, so I avoided cumming for as long as I could until I finally ejaculated. By then the second movies was nearly over, so I got up to leave before anyone else to avoid anyone noticing I was stinky. I walked carefully out to my car with fully soaked and poop filled diapers and rubber pants under my jeans hoping no one would notice. On the way out the girl selling snacks asked how I liked the movies and mentioned how it was so nice to see a young man here, most guys were much older. I smiled as she looked at my bottom region which was really full and bulging and said it looked like I had enjoyed myself. Once I was out, and in my car, I realized I was truly sticky and wondered how I would manage to make it home and not have mom or my sisters notice what I had done-well I didn't succeed, but honestly it was worth the humiliation and shame I had when they found out what I'd done.

Hello, I'm French and since I was a teenager I've always loved diapers and peeing. My imagination first led me to make my own diapers with kitchen paper and a plastic bag cut at the corners to make the product waterproof. In fact, it wasn't really! And the leaks came. Little by little, I wanted to play other games with pee and diapers. And then, finally, I started collecting them. And so, after some fifteen years, I've collected and explained nearly a hundred games to play with a diaper (or without a diaper, but with pee). To make things easier, there are game categories: 💛pee, 🚻several, 👓 exhibit, 🧪 experience.

It can be accessed via this link: https://rebrand.ly/playdiap

The game ideas come from various diaper enthusiasts met via chat or email (and of course, your ideas will always be welcome to enrich this golden list!).

The main thing is to have fun and enjoy yourself!

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I wouldn't say most memorable experience since there were many, but buying at the supermarket was always a thrill.

They switched to cloth-like when I was in high school, but I'll never forget the rush of walking down the diaper aisle knowing I was going to buy a package of crinkly plastic-backed Luvs or Pampers. The aroma in the diaper aisle combined with the smell of baby lotion and baby powder was like nothing else, and so many diapers!

Actually getting up the nerve to get a package off the shelf was really something too. If there was a mom lady in the diaper aisle, even more so. Some looked at me maybe wondering why a young guy like me would need to buy baby diapers. At least that's I was thinking. If they only knew that when I got home, I was going to have some fun “trying them on”! The extra large sizes almost fit me too.

Then again, maybe they did know.

If I was feeling particularly brave, and if they were available, I would buy Gerber Toddler size plastic panties too. The three-packs were the best. I figured you could never have enough of those, and also some of my favorites. Those even still fit me back then even though they were a bit tight. That new plastic panties smell would almost make me swoon, and I couldn't wait to get them home. The plastic panties would help hold the Luvs or Pampers diaper on me too.

Then it came time to actually purchase my selections. I would always try and go to the store early in the morning so there wouldn't be too many customers.

It was always better if there was a female check out clerk to ring me up, but I still did get the looks and the occasional questions and comments. Sometimes a question was "are these for you?", and sometimes a comment such as "I'm not sure if these are going to fit you". It was all part of the fun.

Well I think mine would have to be the day I got my mom to put me back in Pampers when I was 4.5. I would go to preschool in the morning and to daycare before noon. One day at daycare I was in the basement playing Keplunk with a 6 year old girl named Tanya. As we played the game I noticed that she began fidgeting and squeezing her legs together and occasionally putting one of her hands between her legs, then suddenly she got up and said that she needed to pee bur instead of going upstairs to the bathroom, she walked into the middle of the carpet, spread her legs and started peeing her pants. I sat mesmerized as I watched her pee streaming down her legs as well as pouring straight through the fabric of her crotch and just pouring onto the carpet. One of the other kids must've gone and told one of the daycare workers what was happening because no sooner than Tanya finished peeing than one of the daycare workers took her upstairs to the main bathroom while the rest of the kids were sat down for lunch. About 10 minutes later Tanya came out of the bathroom but her red cotton pants were gone ane in their place she was wearing a Pampers diaper. All of the other kids started laughing at her but for some reason I didn't anw I didn't know why. After lunch we were all put down for a nap and when it was over we were allowed to play. But no one would play with Tanya except me. So Tanya and I started playing Connect Four and about halfway through the game Tanya started fidgeting and squeezing her legs together again but then she suddenly stopped and spread her legs and started peeing in her diaper and the more she peed the bigger her smile grew. She saw me staring at her as she peed her diaper and asked me if j wanted to feel her wetting her diaper and I said yes. So she took my hand in hers and placed it right against the middle of her diapered crotch and I could feel the warmth and sense the wetness as she continued peeing herself. But as soon as she finished peeing she went right back to playing the game as if nothing happened and it wasn't until the game was over (she won) that she went upstairs to get her diaper changed. Not too long after my mom came and picked me up and on our way home we stopped to go grocery shopping and as soon as we got to the diaper aisle I asked my mom to buy me some Pampers and she said no, so I begged her to buy me some Pampers and again she said no. So finally I threw a full blown temper tantrum, kicking and screaming until she gave in and put a box of Pampers in the shopping cart and as soon as we got home and brought the groceries in from the car she stripped off my pants and underwear and diapered me right on the kitchen floor and sent me off to my room to play. About half am hour passed when I felt the urge to pee and I was about to get up and go to the bathroom when I looked down at my crotch and remembered that I was wearing diapers so I spread my legs and relaxed my bladder and started wetting my diaper and I just sat there in the middle of my rug peeing my Pampers and savoring the sensations and when I was finished peeing I resumed playing as if nothing happened. About half an hour later mom came to check on me and found me sitting in my soaking wet diaper just playing without a carw in the world. She went to the bathroom and got a damp washcloth and changed my diaper and told me that dinner was ready so I waddled downstairs in my fresh diaper to the dinner table and ate dinner and halfway through dinner I wet my diaper again. Mom didn5 notice that I had wet my diaper until dinner was over and she looked at my diaper and decided that I wasn’t wetting enough to warrant changing. So we went to the family room to watch TV. We were watching The Wonderful World of Disney and I felt the need to poop so I got on my hands and knees and spread my legs as far as my diaper would allow and gave a quick push and immediately began filling the seat of my diaper with a warm load of poop and I felt the logs of poop push out of my bum and push against the inside of my diaper before breaking off and falling into the empty space between my legs and as soon as the last log of poop fell into the seat of my diaper I immediately sat down in the middle of my mess and lay back and started peeing. I simply lay back and stuck my thumb in my mouth as I continued wetting my diaper. It took a couple of minutes for mom to notice the smell that was coming from my diaper which took her by surprise and she asked me if I had pooped in my diaper and I said yes. She brought me upstairs to my room and laid me down on my bed and pulled the tapes of my diaper open and we were hit by the full aroma of my messy diaper and she said, "Wow!! I guess that you REALLY wanted to go back to wearing diapers. Or I hope you really wanted to go back to wearing diapers because you're going to be wearing them for quite some time." She changed my diaper and tucked me into bed and i fell asleep fairly quickly and I woke up a few hours later with a huge urge to pee and was just about to get out of bed when I heard my diaper crinkle and remembered that I was in diapers now so I lay back down and started to relax my bladder but nothing came out so I tries to visualize myself standing over the toilet ready to pee and I closed my eyes and relaxed and slowly I began to pee, just a couple of drops at first and then a few more, then a little trickle, followed by another and another, then managed a little stream that slowly built up until finally I was peeing full force into my diaper and I started to drift back to sleep and when I woke up my diaper was wet.

I went downstairs to watch Saturday morning cartoons and I remember squatting behind the couch while my sister and I were watching Scooby Doo and I was pooping in my diaper and when I was finished my sister told me that she wasn’t changing my diaper and I'd have to wait until mom woke up before I could get my diaper changed. So I sat there in my messy and very wet diaper for an hour until mom got up. She walked into the family room and sniffed the air and said, "I think someone is wearing a stinky diaper, Michael, did you go poopy in your diaper?" I nodded a yes and mom went and grabbed the changing supplies and cane back and knelt between my legs and began changing my diaper and I remember putting my thumb in my mouth and sucking my thumb while watching cartoons as mom changed my diaper. I wore Pampers 24/7/365 until I was 7 years old.