Posted by jereab on October 27, 2003 at 06:06 [67.30.207.184]
In Reply to: How'd you start? posted by Michael on October 24, 2003 at 04:15
I'm a 60 year old AB/DL. For as long as I can remember I wanted to be a baby and in diapers. I can remember earlier than age 5, asking my mom what it was like when I was a baby and wet and pooped in my diapers. She would tell me things like "it was stinky" or, "you got diaper rash sometimes" , but never what I really wanted yo know, which was what it felt like to wet and poop in my diaper, actually I was more interested in the pooping, because I still wet my bed and I knew what wet pants felt like. I wasn't diapered for bedwetting and had to endure the discomfort of waking with soaked sheets and wet PJs. I never liked wetting my pants until much later because of this. Finally at age 5, I deliberately pooped in my pants for the first time. I think I liked it, but I only got to be messy for a minute or so before my babysitter (my Irish grandma) grabbed me up and hauled me into the bathroom where she spanked me on my legs and changed my pants. I didn't poop in my pants again until I was 7 or 8 and had a big accident in my pants at a family reunion. I won't go into details, but although I was very ashamed and embarrassed about pooping in my pants, I secretly enjoyed the feelings it caused. I still wondered if this was how a baby felt. I had 2 younger cousins by then who were about toddler age and still in diapers. I used to enjoy playing with them, and enjoyed watching them as they wet and especially pooped in their diaper. The main discovery I made was that they weren't the least bit embarrassed by pooping in their pants, ever later when they were being potty trained and went in a pair of training pants. I was almost 10 when I decided I'd try again. I was unable to steal diapers, my cousins were nearly potty trained, and I was an only child, so I didn't have any around my house. So, I skipped pooping in the potty (I went every morning) and went out in the back yard to play with my toy cars. It awsn't long before I had to poop. I pretended I was wearing thick training pants like my cousin still wore and I tried to poop in them. I remember that I couldn't do it at first. I kept trying, and eventually pushed so hard that I peed in my pants just a little. I went behind some bushes and peed si I wouldn't wet my pants, then I squatted and tried again. Slowly the poop started moving. It was at this point that I chickened out and atarted to walk towards the house to go in the potty. Then It happened, My tummy cramped and the poop just started coming out in my pants. I felt just like I was a naughty toddler, pooping in my pants because I didn't want to stop playing and waiting until it was too late. That time I got away with telling my mom I had an accident when I got caught, but after a bcouple of more accidents during the next month or so, she realized I was doing it in my pants deliberately. Then I started getting spanked for doing it. Over the next couple of years I averaged pooping in my pants once or twice a month, always pretending I was a 2 or 3 year old in training pants. I kept hopeing my mom would punish me by making me wear diapers and rubber pants like I wore when I was a baby. Then my mom took me to the doctor about my pants pooping, and unknown to me, he suggested that she try and shame me out of it by putting me into diapers. The next time I pooped in my pants, my mom took me out and got 2 dozen birdseye diapers and the biggest rubber pants she could find, even holding the rubber pants up in front of me to see if they fit. I didn't care at all, I was going to be in diapers again for the first time since I was 2. I was supposed to use my diapers for everything, and was only allowed into the bathroom to be changed. Whenever we went over to my grandma's and I played with my cousin. I was diapered and my mom carried a diaper bag with several spare diapers and more rubber pants. It was susposed to embarrass me, but it didn't happen that way. Instead I proudly walked around in a wet or messy diaper until my mom changed me and I didn't care who saw me. The diapering only lasted for one weekend, although I was susposed to be in diapers for the whole summer vacation. My mom decided I enjoyed diapers too much, so it was back to going in my pants occasionally. It was around then that I made the mistake of pooping my pants a couple of times when I was out playing with other kids. Once because I waited too long and once because they dared me to do it. After that I was called a lot of things, like "baby", stinky", "poopants" and others. I didn't have a lot of friends after that, but I didn't mind. Finally when I was 17 I bought diapers for myself for the first time, and like some of the others here I bought a pair of "Futuro" incontinence briefs to wear with them.I have been in diapers off and on ever since. I do still go in my regular pants from time to time, but it is always more like a naughty toddler than a sexual thing like the people on the poopers board.
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