How was your first time diapered again?

How did you feel the first time you tried diapers on your own or with a partner?

I was about 12 or 13 when I felt this overwhelming urge to wear diapers again.

First time I tried it the feeling was amazing and I didn't under stand it

but I was hooked on the feeling of being a baby again.

how was it for you?

I guess this is harder to answer than I thought? Ok. my feelings surprised me

were you surprised too?

I was was interested in diapers at a young age but i never told any one

Aight i got 1 4 u, it was christmas and i was at a friends house. this was when we where about 12 or so. they where still opening presents when i got there. so i decided to just watch and see what he got. and then the last present he opened, was a big pack of diapers. his mom then told him to undress and put one on in fornt of evry1. isnt that messed up?!!

Well i always kinda liked them but the thing that set me off was when i was in the hospital whan i was 20 and paralyzed from my neck down from a nerve disease the nurse pulled out my catherter and proceded to diaper me against my will she said i didnt have the controll to not be diaperd so that was the first time since babyhood for me. I dont ever think she realized the monster she created that day hehehehehehe

I grew up with uncontrolable bowel movements, something to do with weak muscles. so i wore diapers then pull-ups, and then i went to big pads, until i was 14, then i decided to try and improve my muscle strenght, and so i actually made diapers so that i could gain some control, and it worked after a month of that. so i really did not think much of it. untill i got an erection doing it, then i started to want to wear them just because,even though i did not need them. but i could not wear them because i lived at home. now that i'm on my own i enjoy them again, but it is not as much a sexual thing as it is a security thing now. mentally i still perceive that i still have that problem, and the diapers reduce stress.

DLfarmer

I have been wanting to wear diapers for quite a while but it wasnt till las august that i finnally bought my first pack. now i buy wear and use them nightly (all by choice no real accidents yet but i am trying) truth is i will probably be heading to walmart later today to buy more. not quite out but i have the money right now. Heck if someone in my area wants to find me i will be going to the walmart on hiway 99 just north of airport road in everett. Those in this area should know where that is but i will not say when i am going. oh and you may be able to spot me i seem to like the color black.

I had wetting accidents , 2 or 3 different times when I was 4 and while my grandmother dried my pants she pinned a towel on me and my aunt called it a diaper. I guess it was. Mom and dad devoriced and while at a foster home I stole a pair of plastic pants and wore them over my underwear. I was 5 at the time. When I turned 6 I took a pamper out of the trash it had only a tinny wet spot on it. I thought to my self it wasn't really used so I put on. It didn't fit well, must have been new born size, but it was a diaper and man did it feel good. The next time I got to put on a diaper I was about 7 or 8 when I stole disposable diapers from house my dad was working at. This time they did fit, they where just big enough. I was in baby heaven. From then on I was hooked on diapers. I would put one on when ever I got the chance.

Marvelous marvelous! I was so desperate to be diapered that I made this pathetic thing out of a pillow case hehe but...I enjoyed it and grew from there over the years.

Now I don't enjoy wearing them at all really, my raised level of consciousness only causes me to wonder what is enjoyable about it and if I do try it again i'm only dissapointed, so I stick to my illogical mental fantasies and pics.

About two years after my mom-in-law passed away. My wife and I were going thru boxes and cleaning out things - when there they were - an almost full bag of depends...All I know is - I got a buz just thinking about them, and somehow

they ended up at my house... 😉 The first time I put it on

my heart was racing. My wife was upstairs asleep. It did not take long for me to climax...I was so excited, I did not even get to wet in it first...wow - what a rush...I have been hooked ever since. I now have told my wife that I need them to get by at work...she's ok now... 😄

Well i kinda of hate it at first but after 2 or 4 months of wearing due to bed wetting i starts to love it. I never love wearing diapers at all until i really have to wear and super love diaper now 😜 I remember my mom used to diaper for me for only a short period only and after that she wants me to diaper on my own cos that time im wearing a goodnies 😁

When I was 8 or 9 I tried to wear my baby brother's diapers but they didn't fit. I was just so fascinated by diapers, but I sort of got over it for awhile.

Eleven years passed and I met a girl with a desperation/wetting fetish. Not only did my fascination with diapers continue, but it multiplied by millions. The first time she diapered me and I diapered her, it was... I can't describe the bliss and euphoria sweeping over me. Soon afterwards I started buying them on my own.

I was spending the night at a friends house and his little brother was wearing pull ups at the time and so i had the urge to take one so i waited until they all went to bed and i went in and toke one and i wet it like 5 times that night and i have wanted to wear one 24/7 again after that.

When I was young about 6 making diapers out of doll blankies and stuff no one knew but Oh how I loved the feeling.

When I was in the 6th grade I told my grandma that I wanted to wear diapers and she said ok and took me in my room and put a diaper on me made out of a green bath towel and then sent me to the living room to watch t.v. with my dad and brother. They both teased me unmercifully and then my dad told me to go take the diaper off. I was embarrassed about being teased but I loved it and did not want to take it off. I was so sad.

It was scary and exciting, almost like my first time having sex. I was shaking and nervouse but loving every minute of it.

I have worn diapers when on my own throughout my life and I wouldn’t be able to pick out which was my first time alone, however, being put into diapers by my fiancée for the very first time took my fetish up another level as since being a baby I had only ever diapered myself! There was a bit of trial and error at the start as we didn’t have any diapers in the house let alone ones to fit an adult, I had first diapered my fiancée a couple of weeks earlier using a towel and tiny safety pins that barely held the bath towel diaper in place and a bin liner protecting the bed, it was hardly a dignified way to introduce her to the fetish especially after she had seemed somewhat coy about it after my initial confession a few weeks earlier.

When my turn came I was bound to the bed naked and had been left there for some 10 minutes to contemplate what she had in store for me. She returned to bedroom with the white bath towel over her arm and smiled. My stomach knotted with excitement and although I then knew what she was going to do I still felt my cheeks flush red with embarrassment. She folded a third of the towel over, asked me to lift my bum off the bed and then slid the towel beneath me. She then promptly left the room again saying she’d be back in a while... Then I heard our front door shut!

I was left alone in the house and had been tied to the bed just laying on a bath towel for over an hour by the time she returned! In that time I’d had all sorts of thoughts, from worrying if something happened to her to also if she was playing a trick on me and was going to return with friends, I was so paranoid! However she had come home safely, alone and was also holding a “Boots” carrier bag. Upon seeing me again she simply shook her head and exclaimed she had forgotten diaper pins! She came around the side of the bed and produced a large tub of Vaseline from the bag, I suddenly became very aroused as she scooped a large handful and began to wipe it all around my proud manhood and between my bum cheeks, I still had a hot feeling of embarrassment but I also loved the sensation of vulnerability I was feeling. After forgetting to get diaper pins she took the cord from her dressing gown and slid that beneath me and then pulled up the diaper tightly between my legs, as she pulled the sides over and secured my diaper with the cord I closed my eyes and felt awash with a feeling of emotion and childish security. I then had a bin liner placed beneath me to protect the bed as I had previously done for her which although not quite like a diaper still crinkled as I shuffled with my somewhat limited movement on the bed. I was blindfolded and then left again for a while to anticipate what would be next. My fiancée returned again a little while later asking if I was thirsty and if I would like a drink. Upon saying yes I had a baby bottle thrust into my mouth, this came as a complete surprise to me as although I liked diapers I didn’t say that to her that I would like to be babied by her. As she had gone to the effort of what she thought I might like I didn’t complain and didn’t want to be ungrateful especially as she had only just started out with my diaper fetish. The other little surprises that she had in store for me in her little goody bag was a jar of baby food that she also spoon fed me a while after my bottle feed of orange squash, and then a dummy that she placed in my mouth for the remaining duration after.

Although our first few diaper sessions together were makeshift to say the least and were a lot about discovery of each other I still regard them as some of our best. My fiancée loves to build anticipation in all of our bondage games but if I had any disappointments from being diapered by her that very first time I would probably say that it was my lack of being able to wet my diaper properly. Although I loved every minute of it even with the added shock at being babied too I guess my nerves and a slightly sheepish feeling got the better of me back then.

The first time was exciting but I was so nervous. I couldn't pee. It took me two or three times of wearing them before I could actually use them

It was such a turn on me diapered at 18, but i'm not sure why.

I was diapered again at age 11 by my aunt because of bedwetting and pants wetting. It was very humiliating because she put the diapers on me in front of my cousins. I cryed when she put them on me, but it did make me feel "different" and kind of "special" in a way I couldn't explain.

Very weird. Mom made me lay on the bed and 10 minutes later she came in with them. When she was diapering me, I was shivering all over. I was just shaking. It was a weird sensation. After that, I hated them and what she was doing to me. It was a very embarrassing and humiliating experience.

It was so long ago, I don't remember. I'm sure it was good, otherwise I wasn't in a diaper today.

From the time I was 3 years old I would put on my brothers'(I had two brothers then),I would put on their cloth diapers and plastic pants. Iused to also make a plastic diaper by pinning on a plastic crib sheet and walk around my mom's bedroom looking at myself in her mirrors. As I got older and bigger, I used to wear only the plastic pants as they were easier to come by. After I was in my teens and found adult plastic baby shaped panties, I went back to cloth diapers. I was able to find packages of Curity "21x40" and put four together to make a nice but not too thick diaper and pulled on the plastic panties and it felt wonderful. I now wear cloth diapers and comco(my favorite) plastic pants 24/7 and wil never give them up. 😁 😁 😁 😁

First off, I put the Attends on the wrong way. The tapes slipped off and it didn't fit me real well. I've gotten better at it.

Thinking back to my childhood, I remember wanting to be put back in diapers. I sort of just grew beyond the desire but once I needed to wear diapers again, because of a medical need, it all came back! I do have need to control my constant peeing now and have to wear something. I have discovered, over time, that I truly do LOVE wearing diapers. It is a security thing. I am just not comfortable or secure if I am not diapered. I wore a catheter and leg bag for a time but always got sores on my pee pee, so tried diapers and found that was what I need to wear. I love my diapers and plastic panties. Especially the nursery print ones. I also wear a onesie all the time to hold up a soaked diaper. This must be the AB coming out along with the DL. ??? 😳 😃

The times when I was put back in diapers for wetting the bed as a kid were always humiliating. Even though I already felt an attraction to diapers at the time I was very ashamed at not being fully potty-trained. I'm sure I was also (rightly) worried about the teasing I'd get when the secret got out.

When my mom told me she was putting me in diapers at 9 I pitched a fit, got spanked, and cried into the night after being put to bed. It took a few weeks before I settled into it and wouldn't try to resist my mom at bed/diaper time. My mom used to say to me "We can do this with or without a spanking - your choice!" I cried as she diapered me every night for the first month or so.

After that I dried up for a while when I was 10, only to start wetting again and go back to diapers shortly after I turned 11. Even though by then I was excited about wearing diapers I was still ashamed of myself for actually NEEDING them. I knew from experience that trying to resist was pointless so I did as I was told that first night and every night afterward until I stopped wetting at 12. I cried my self to sleep the first couple of nights but soon got over it and admitted to myself that I actually liked the feeling of wearing them and being Mommy's (and my big sister's) good girl at diaper time.

The last time I wore for actual bedwetting was early in my freshamn year at college. Again I was humiliated at not being potty-trained at 18, but enjoyed the feeling of wearing them and the attention, concern, and gentle teasing I got from my roommate, who turned out to be very supportive and became my best friend at school.

To be honest, I've been in nighttime diapers my whole life. The first time I was put back in daytime diapers I wasn't to happy about it, but I went along with it because I didn't want to get into any trouble.

I remember being sick in the hospital and the boy next to me in ICU was in a coma. They had put diapers on him. Between that and my own curiosity before; this really helped start me in wanting to wear diapers. After the hospital, during my pre-teen and teenage years; there were rumors of a couple of school mates that had to wear diapers because of wetting problems. I started to make "make-shift" diapers out of things around the house (old underwear, etc). I finally got the courage to purchase some Attends briefs (they looked the best) when my parents and sister were going to be out of town for a couple of days. I had to be about 18. These were when the Attends came in the cardboard box and were really thick - for any that remember those days. I put my first one on and was in heaven. The padding, the thickness was awesome. The feeling I had was great - and that cinched it for me - been a DL (mostly, a little AB) ever since!

I was in diapers awhile when young but was returned to them by my wife due to medical reasons diabetic and prostate problems the feeling was really weird no just like other underwear.

My first time being diapered happened when I was 4 years old as a result of constantly wetting me bed. I tried to resist being diapered only to receive a spanking. My mother would strip me down and laid naked on the bed were she would powder my private area, and place me in a cloth diaper with yellow safety pins and plastic pants. The next morning I awoke in a soaked diaper but my bed was dry.

I was putting myself back into nappies in my teens but I remember the first time that my SO put me back into nappies.I had met a lovely lady who I fell in love with at first sight ,perhaps in the first few months I told her my secret but we was very busy for the next few months moving homes aand starting a new business together.During this time we was chatting and getting to know each other and I was being asked what I liked I then showed her my collection of Forum magazines that I had kept all of which had articles or letters about adult nappy wearers.Nothing was said for a few weeks I did not know even if she had read any of tthem I didn't want to push anything but one evening I was called up from work and asked to come upstairs.

I was taken by my hand and led into the bedroom to find a large towel on the bed mummy who now my girlfriend was calling herself quickly unbuckled my jeans and pulled them and my pants down to my ankles and pushed me back onto the towel.I was shaking with excitement and blushing with embarrassment and leaking pre cum with every emotion wafting over me.Mummy took all of my clothes and shoes off I was feeling very vulnerable naked and having the lady of my dreams fully dressed telling me that I am her baby and I was going back into nappies.

I did not know but mummy had gone to a carnival shop to buy a baby outfit and a chemist for the wipes and powder.Up until this time I had only used nappies and plastic pants ,now I am being dressed into full baby mode,nappy,plastic pants,a vest,bonnet,bib and an over sized dummy on a ribbon I was in dreamland.Mummy gently rubbed the front of the nappy and I came instantly .That was the start of my road to a wonderful life I shared with my wife

The first time I went back into diapers after being toilet trains as a child, I was 52 yrs old. The best word I can think of is captivating. Here I am 2 years later, full time in a diaper. I committed to 24/7 about 4 months ago and have stayed with it about 85% of the time since. Most of the time I love it, other times I just don’t feel like it, but tape up anyway. The times when I go without always end up with a reminder to go back, so that’s what I do.

I suffer bouts of self consciousness, but am otherwise happy with my decision.