I thought I was a freak. You see, I am a girl and I like wearingdiapers. When I say diapers I mean diapers and rubber pants. Iwas glad to learn that other people, especially women, wore diaperstoo.
It started when I was sixteen. I had a friend take me to get mydrivers license. I was taking the written examination when Inoticed the girl across the counter from me was dancing around. She was hopping from one foot to the other. I thought she was sonervous she would never pass the driving test even If she passedthe written test. Just as I finished the written test I heard hersigh with relief and I thought she must have finished too. I soonfound out what she had finished. She had just finished peeing. She had been dancing around trying to hold it in but had finallylet go. It was not obvious that was what had happened. But, asshe came up to turn in her test I heard a woman say "You wet yourdiaper, didn't you?" The girl said "Yes momma, I tried to hold itbut could not wait any longer." I made It a point to look butcould see no sign that she was wearing a diaper, let alone a wetone. Her mom must have noticed her dancing around and knew whenthe girl quit what had happened.
I was told it would be about an hour before I could take my drivingtest so I decided to use the ladies room while I waited. As I cameout of the stall in the ladies room I saw the same girl. She waslaying on the floor with her skirt around her waist. She waswearing a wet diaper which her mother was removing. I washed myhands real slow as I watched in the mirror over the sink. When thediaper was off her, her mother washed her up, put another diaperunder her and pinned it In place. She handed the girl a pair ofrubber pants. The girl stood up, pulled the rubber pants up, lether skirt down and they left the room. By the time I got out ofthe ladies room they were calling my name to take my driving test.
I do not remember taking the driving test but I passed It and gotmy license. All during the test all I thought about was seeing thegirl get her diapers changed. On the way home I told my friendabout It. I do not remember telling him about it either. He toldme later that I had told him. I guess I was to preoccupied to knowwhat was happening at the time.
Jerry often walked me to school as he lived down the block from me.Shortly after I got my license he was walking me to school andasked If I had thought about what we talked about. I said I had noIdea what he was referring to. He said "About the diapers." Isaid "What diapers?" He then told me I had told him about seeingthe girl wearing diapers and getting them changed and he had askedme If I wanted to wear diapers. I told him I did not recall anysuch conversation and I had no Intention of wearing diapers. "And," I said, "even If I did want to wear diapers I would not beabout to tell you." Jerry said if I changed my mind, he would liketo see me In them. I slapped him and walked faster.
On the way home that afternoon Jerry caught up with me and said hewas sorry, he did not mean to upset me. I told him I accepted hisapology. He asked If I minded If we talked about what I had seen. I asked why. He said he diapered his sister at night and sometimeshe diapered her during the day too. He was just wondering if othergirls wore diapers. I said none that I knew of. He said that hewas trying to be honest with me when he said if I wore diapers hewould like to see me In them. In fact, he said, he would like tochange them for me. I slapped him again and walked home alone.
About a week later Jerry caught up with me as I was walking homefrom school. He said he had a surprise for me. He gave me anicely wrapped package. Jerry said I was not to open it until Iwas alone. That night I opened the package In my room. Itcontained two diapers, pins, baby powder and rubber pants. I wasmad and if he had been there I would have slapped him again. I donot know why, but I did not throw them out. I put the package inthe back of my closet. Every few days I would get them out andlook at them.
Jerry was right, I did want to try on the diapers. I just did notwant to admit it. Before long, I was not just looking at thediapers, I was taking them out and feeling them. Finally, I triedthem on. They did not feel as good as I had Imagined. Later Itdawned on me, I had not used the powder Jerry had given me. Thenext time I tried the diapers, I powdered myself first. Thediapers felt better then, but they still did not feel right. I hadno idea what was missing though.
Just before school was out for the summer, I wore the diapers toschool. As usual, Jerry caught up and walked with me. We werealmost at school when he said I smelled good, like baby powder. Then he said "You are wearing the diapers aren't you?" I said Iwas not but he did not believe me. He asked If I was going to lethim see them. I denied having them on and slapped him for asking. I made sure he missed me going home that afternoon.
A couple of days after school was out Jerry and his sister cameover. They were going to get an ice cream and wanted to know if Iwanted to go with them. On the way back Jerry asked if I wanted tostop at his house and play Monopoly. When we got to his house Ifound out his mom was not home. I was not supposed to have boysvisit unless my mom was home but was not sure if I could visit hishouse. Since his sister was there, I decided it would probably beokay.
While we were playing Monopoly, in the living room, Jenny got upand wet towards the bathroom. I assumed she had to go until shecame back carrying diapers, washcloth, and powder. Jerry said wewould continue the game as soon as he changed Jenny. With that shepulled her skirt up around her waist and laid on the floor. Justlike the girl I had seen before, she was wearing rubber pants overa wet diaper.
Jerry pulled down her rubber pants, took off her wet diaper, andwiped her with the washcloth. Jerry pulled a dry diaper under her,powdered her, pinned the diaper in place and pulled her rubberpants back up. After she had been changed we continued our game.
Jenny asked if I wore diapers too. I started to deny it butInstead admitted I did. She asked if Jerry changed me when I wet. I told her of course not and she wanted to know who did change mewhen I wet. I said I never wet the diapers and I put them onmyself. She said that was no fun. Half the fun was wetting thediapers and the other half was getting them changed. She asked IfI was wearing diapers then and I said no. Jenny said Jerry wouldprobably diaper me if I wanted and she would loan me hers.
Jerry said he would be glad to diaper me and Jenny could watch. Iwas reluctant and at the same time I wanted to say yes. Jenny ranInto the other room and came back with diapers, pins, and rubberpants. By then I had decided that as long as Jenny was in the roomJerry would not try to take advantage of me. I pulled my skirt uplike she had done and laid on the floor. Jerry took my pantiesdown, pulled a diaper under me, powdered me, and pinned the diaperIn place. He tried putting the rubber pants on me but they weretoo small so I pulled my skirt down and we continued our game.Jenny was right about one thing, having Jerry diaper me was a lotbetter than diapering myself.
Jenny said I was as hairy down there as Jerry. I asked if she hadseen him getting his diapers changed. She called me silly sayingboys did not wear diapers, only girls. I asked how she knew he washairy down there and she said she had seen him in the shower. Shesaid it as If I was asking silly questions. What I was hoping wasthat he wore diapers so I could diaper him like he had justdiapered me.
We had just finished the game when Jerry's mom came home. I hadplanned on leaving before she got there so we would not get introuble. She did not seem to mind that I was there when no adultswere present. Then I realized I was in a diaper and my pantieswere on the floor behind me where she might see them. She did too,she picked them up and asked If they were mine. What could I do?I said they were. She simply said that be naked under my skirt wasnot acceptable behavior. Jenny said I was not naked, Jerry haddiapered me. I thought we were really in for it then. Jerry's momsaid that was okay then, as long as I was not naked. She thenasked if I wanted to stay for supper.
After supper we played another game of Monopoly. When the game wasover I had to go to the bathroom. Jenny had wet her diaper andJerry had changed her while I watched again. When I said I had togo to the bathroom Jerry's mom said I should wet my diaper andafter Jerry changed me I should be getting home before It got dark.
I said I did not think wetting the diaper was a good Idea as I didnot have any rubber pants and my skirt would get wet. She said ifI pulled up the skirt It would not get wet.
I did not want to wet while they watched but I seemed to be in aposition where I had no choice so I did as she said. Even thoughshe was in the room, she paid no attention as Jerry changed me. Hetook down my wet diaper, washed me, powdered me, put a dry diaperon me and I went home wearing the diaper. Again, Jenny was right,wetting the diaper and having Jerry change It was fun. I went homewearing the diaper. I never did see those panties again.
I knew that my mom would not have the same attitude as Jerry's momabout my wearing diapers, let alone having Jerry put them on me andchange them when I wet. I intended to wear them and wet themwhenever Jerry wanted. Because of this, I spent as much of thesummer as I could at Jerry's house. He did not diaper me all thetime but I let him know I would let him diaper me whenever hewanted. His mom even bought rubber pants that fit me so I couldwet my diapers without having to worry about getting my skirts wet.
The first time Jerry changed me when his dad was in the room I wasso nervous I started to pee again once he had my diaper down. Jerry calmly held another diaper over me while I wet. He thencontinued to diaper me as If nothing had happened. His dad wasreading the paper and I do not think he even noticed that I wasgetting my wet diaper changed, let alone that I peed while mydiaper was down.
Jerry continued to diaper me for the next two years. After highschool he went away to college. I went to a different college. Itook diapers and rubber pants with me but It was just not the same.
I have not seen Jerry since we went away to college. I have notmet anyone who I would like to diaper me so I do not wear themoften anymore. Maybe some day I will meet Jerry again, or at leastsomeone who I would feel comfortable telling my secret to.
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