When I was 10 years old, a new kid moved into the neighborhood. We became friends and one night we decided to have a sleepover at my place.
We were watching TV in my room, and a Pampers commercial came on.
After the commercial, my friend wondered what it would be like to wear diapers again. I said he could sort of find out. He asked me what I meant by that, and I told him about my stash of plastic baby pants, and how I liked to wear diapers and plastic pants. I would have told him about the diapers I had too, but at this point, they were getting hard to come by. That changed when I got a paper route, but that's another story.
At first he acted like he couldn't believe what I said, but I got them out of the box I had stashed in my closet, and his eyes went wide.
I asked him if he wanted to try on some plastic pants, and he seemed more than eager.
We then took our clothes off, and put on our plastic pants.
He said he couldn't believe how good they felt on his stiffy, and I told him that's why I like to wear them too!
That night, he came up with the idea of us having a diapers and plastic pants club. He said he could probably get some diapers from one of his cousins.
After that, we set about to building a makeshift clubhouse out in the woods, he brought some Pampers he swiped, and I brought some plastic pants. He also got a hold of a few old Playboy magazines.
We would often spend time in the clubhouse wearing diapers and plastic pants and looking at the models in the Playboy magazines and pretend they were diapering us.
He moved away a year later, and I wonder if he still has a fetish for diapers and plastic pants.