Serious question

😎 Do you think your love of diapers is a result of your toilet training? Or even as a result of the love your Mother swaddled you with as a baby? Remembering that the first and most contact in your infantile state was from Mom when she was making you more comfortable in a new clean soft diaper.

Definitely! But not because my mom lovingly changing my diapers but because my parents wanted me out of diapers too early(before eighteen months) and also seeing other babies getting their cloth diapers and plastic panties changed in a much more loving way than I did and being really jealous.

I think it's possible??? And my mom was very proactive in getting her kids moved along, and out of diapers as soon as she could. She wasn't going to standing for dealing with dirty diapers (cloth) for any longer then she felt necessary! She deiced when her kids were ready!!! I think I may have been rushed into, or out of something to soon! I may have been physically ready, and able to go without my diapers. But I may not have been ready mentally, to be out of them. It was also deiced I would not be using diapers at night, even though I wet the bed sometimes.

Honestly, I don't think my toilet training was unusual. I think if anything it came from the intense pleasure and security that is felt when wearing a diaper.

Having that cloth pushed up against your genitals is arousing. Whether you're male or female. Well, for me having anything pushed up against my genitals was arousing.

That was until I started having unwelcome advances that included fondling.

Jigme

Like JigmeDatse I just love the feeling of wearing a diaper (or wearing panties for that matter) largely due to the arousing stimulation it provides. My potty training was totally normal and happened around age 2 or so. I still loved wearing diapers, though, and my parents let me keep wearing them and bought me some more until I got to school age.

Once I got to about age 11 or so I remembered my love of diapers and discovered a love for panties, as well. Diapers and panties both make me happy in the pants. 😁

I have no recollection of diaper training at all. However I do have clear memory of having allergies at age 4, and for some weird reason my mother diapering me at night and that I awakened in the morning having had an accident in them. I am sure she gave me some medicine, probably castor oil, on the advice of a nurse she knew at the time. I remember it being a most pleasant and desirable sensation and asking to wear diapers after a few times. I also remember the disappointment when she refused, and stopped whatever the bedtime ritual had been.

I grew up through teens and early 20’s trying to furtively use pants, very occasionally when the opportunity presented, which wasn’t often, but after marriage and our first child, the first opportunity for diapers presented itself, and now, with the family long since grown up, I have discovered the joys of using adult diapers.

Nope. Was trained just fine and i don't even remember those times. I do remember me waking up before my mom got me up around kindergarden times and putting on some left over diapers. I'd hear her, go under my bed and take them off and go back in bed.. She'd find them every morning, i didn't know and it wasn't "weird" at my age. That's probably what started it.

As Raymondtan63 and JigmeDatse say it was the arousing stimulation that got me interested in diapers and plastic pants at about age 5 which is about when my memory tells me. I always just loved the feel of thick diapers and the great feelings it provided my body. Never was bedwetter or late in potty training issues.

In my case yes. I was a bed wetter until the age of 10. My mother diapered me every night before bed and removed the wet diaper every morning. I missed the attention after I stopped wetting plus I missed the feeling of the warm,wet diaper in the morning.

No on the other hand being disabled and in a self contained classroom until 2nd grade I can trace it back. The kids who were either never going to be toilet trained or just hadn't gotten there yet were all changed in the same place. The problem was there was no division between the teaching area and the changing area. Some of the older kids were obviously a little put off by this. I was to still to young to understand the concept of embarrassment or personal space but looking back on it the person who designed that set up needed to shot. I mean they had a privacy screen that they never closed and individual holders or cubbies for a persons supply of diapers with a tag that stated the name of the child. I know this sounds like one of those idiotic stories where everyone at the school is kept in diapers but this actually happened.

I have an incident report really the only time I was "bad" in school that young. I was watching some of the kids and touching myself apparently. It makes me terribly ashamed of myself to relate it but I must have been jealous of the close and personal attention some of the other kids were getting.

Probably not toilet training itself, I don't remember it, and it doesn't seem significant. It seems like just a regression to a simple, comfy place in life.

For me the fasination as a child was watching other kids my age being diapered. When I found a pair of plastic pants in my closet at 4yo, trying them on after being potty trained for nearly 2 years was the trigger I believe.

I wet the bed til after I was 10, before I had sexual urges I had medical fantasies.

Well my mom and dad got divorced when my mom was still pregnant with me, then after I was born my dad got custody of me so Im not sure if that would be related to me being a Diaper lover

I am convinced my chronic bedwetting as a kid and a teenager has a direct conection with my love of nappies. When I started wetting again I very soon started enjoying it again just as I did as a teenager.

I had a pretty normal potty training (if there's such a thing) at around 18 months. I don't think it had a thing to do with my kink.

It's said that humans are sexual even in infancy. I have come to believe that's the case for me. That sexual tingle I got when a circumstance involving diapers arose is directly related to just that. They "turned me on" right from the start. Let's face it. They feel sexually awesome! Even better wet... The tactile sensations of plastic pants on my skin has always been a driving factor in my kink. The fact that I was raised in a large family only helped to promote my enchantment by keeping plastic pants and diapers constantly in my attention. Also, a large part of my ab tendencies involve humiliation. Humiliation involving an ab theme is like a drug for me. I attribute this to the times I and my siblings were put back in diapers for occasional wetting accidents. I vaguely remember crying, kicking and fighting to stop my parents from diapering me. I don't recall, but strongly suspect that I ended up diapered anyways, as in those days a child inevitably submitted to the parents desires. When the diapering happened there was always a good dose of ridicule. This humiliation was no doubt allowed from my siblings as a further incentive to end ones infantile wetting behavior.

Curiously I also was threatened with being put in my sisters dresses when I misbehaved or showed too much interest in the neighborhood girls. I'm sure the intent was to humiliate me into their desired idea of my behavior.This was in my early grade school years. Interestingly,this threat always come from dad and mom was strangely silent on this subject. To this day, the threat of being put in little girl dresses is insanely arousing.

It's also been noted that our sexual tendencies decrease considerably in our late childhood and then return with a vengeance at puberty. This was definitely true with me.

I was kinda relieved when my interest in diapers disappeared during this period. It felt good to write it all off as a childhood notion. Boy was I wrong! When puberty hit, it was diapers and rubber pants (that's what we called them) oh yeah, and GIRLS! that took over the number one focus of life for me....

I feel my love of nappies/ diapers come from being potty trained too young. Taking away something I really loved & told its something bad now. It confuses a child & deprives a child of something they have come to love & enjoy, even when it comes to wetting & messing & staying in the wet/ or messy nappy/diaper.

I have no idea how I started to enjoy diapers but now I find them to be extremely sexy. Being an Adult baby is mainly for the love, comfort and security of loosing all control by letting someone else take care of me. I do have a birth mom but I don't talk to her anymore and never will again. Lets just say I feel in my heart I never had a mother. That I was cheated of my childhood growing up and I now crave it as a means to deal with my stressful adult life. Diapers simply add to being an adult baby as I don't have to stress over getting to the toilet or worry about interrupting a nice relaxing cuddle. Diapers to me are not only sexual but are a constant yet gentle reminder that I am loved and safe.

I was told by my mother that I was dry and clean both day and night by the time I was 30 months but just before I was 3 my mother lost a baby and was ill for several months. I wet the bed when staying with friends of my parents who had children a little younger than me who were still in nappies. Their mother threatened to put me back in nappies if I behaved like a baby - waking in that wet bed, missing my mother and the threat are the earliest things I can remember. Ever after that I wanted nappies and I wet the bed throughout my childhood, though for years I longed not to do so. Aged about 4 my mother found me with one of my father's handkerchiefs as a pretend nappy when she "lifted" me at night. Aged about 7 I "borrowed" my baby brother's nappies and plastic pants and have always wanted to be nappied and babied - and sometimes humiliated for needing nappies and "behaving like a baby".

I wore diapers for bedwetting until I was 17. My mother diapered me every night by cleaning and powdering me, pinning my diapers together, pulling up my baby pants and tucking me in bed. She was a wonderful, loving mom, but tended to be closer than she should have been when I was an older diapered teen bedwetter. I got aroused when she diapered me, and sometimes it was quite embarrassing for both of us, but she continued to pin diapers on me, take them off in the morning always quite wet and with ejaculation covering my penis. She wipe my cum off my pee-pee, help me get dressed for school and then clean and diaper me again at night. Sometimes she was dressed for bed herself and I could see her boobs and other stuff, and I'd get excited again and touch myself. I enjoyed diapers, masturbating in wet diapers and having my mother diaper me that diapers became a highly sexual experience for me.

Related. Regression came much later. But, when it did, it grew real strong real fast. Took over. Small pp definitely played a role in how I got here. A little of everything.

Nope the two had absolutely nothing to do with each . I was out of diapers by the time I was two, and they weren’t even on my radar as an interest or fetish until I became incontinent , I never had an interest or thought about them either way until I had to, since then I learned to love them , probably because I can “ afford” to love them .

nobody to hide them from ,there is no stigma ,shame or humiliation for being incontinent that anyone can level against me .

nobody knows for sure that I use diapers ( as far as people who don’t actually know me ) however most people assume all disabled people in wheelchairs “must“ .

as Part of me loving diapers , I wear different brands for an entire day before having an opinion positive or negative and if you know anything about diapers , you know there are some I would hesitate to use on a paper cut . So as you can imagine I may or may not have had some spectacular failures during “testing” this is where “affording “ comes in if I have a huge diaper failure it’s not a big deal my aide changes me and gets Me squared away , with the proliferation of audio video devices that fit in your pocket would you want to be the Baboon that goes viral making a big deal about a guy who “must“ wear diapers , diapers leak that’s what they do !

so be it my normal well established preferred diaper I have confidence in or a any brand test subject that should fail to adequately protect . John/Jane public doesn’t know and doesn’t care the difference ( normal people don’t play Russian roulette with diapers or even know it exists,shhhhh our little secret ) so all kidding aside everyone who knows me knows “I am confined to a diaper and a power wheelchair“ and strangers assume I am , so nobody makes a peep should the diaper become evident due to failure .

and yes I am the guy who thinks Every question deserves an answer young or old ,kinda stupid to intelligent & bold , I am happy to discuss my lived experience or opinions on anything ( another secret about disabled people many people think either A. we are dumb ,B. we were born “this way “ , or C.thank us for our service in the war )

and Just in case you don’t know me , I see nothing wrong with those who chose diapers before they choose us , tape up ,pin up do your duty be it fun or functional .