Last night for the first time in many years I had three of my six sisters visit for the evening. My sister Lee, Wendy, and Molly came over to have dinner, drinks, and have a look at my now completed new home. This has been the first time together in three years that we have had a sit down and chew the fat from years ago.
My sisters Lee and Wendy have what is the remainder of my Mom's old business. It now manufactures industrial curtains and high grade cotton linens used in surgical situations. No longer in the production of cloth diapers and dressings as it had done since 1950. Just for old time sake they brought me an old gift that I just loved. They had their sewing team manufacture a dozen of the same old cloth diapers my Mom made and sold to parents for their bed wetting children. They are just exactly what was put on my bottom through out my youth and teenage years until Mom stopped diapering me.
As an added treat my sisters took me to my bedroom and through the laughs about our past and the odd things we had done they diapered me as if we were just kids again. The bulky thick folded cloth diapers and a pair of my plastic pants. My sisters many many years ago gave myself and my friend David diaper care for years under the instructions of my Mom.
As I lay on the end of my bed my older sisters did their usual fine job in professionally securing my bottom in the new diapers and their thick secure softness. Then drinks in hand we toured around the house, barn, and stable hands living quarters. It felt so very natural to be walking around with my three older sisters wearing only my new diapers and plastic pants with my jammies and slippers.
I wish I had had my best friend David here to experience this? The number of times I watched these three girls take charge of David and lay him down and diaper him soundly while I would watch.
As I am fully aware after the years of psychological counseling these are the deep set roots of my diaper fetish. These are the three people in my life that did the most part of my toilet training as an infant and then routinely returned me to the security of diapers. This was all done under the guidance of my Mother and her drive to test her manufactured diapers and bed wetting products. This fetish is set in the very fabric of my past and also is part of my sister Molly's makeup.
Molly is also very much into diapers and is also a gay women. She has had many of her love interests over the years in diapers full time. Molly had the tasks of testing for Mom until the baby brother came along 18 months after her. Lucky me.