When I was eight years old I went to spend the night at my mother's
friends house. My mom was going to have a girl's night out with my
sisters. This left me with Carla her two boys, and there sister. The
other boys were six and four. We had fun playing and screwing around all
night. It was great.
Then at about seven thirty Carla yelled out, "Boys time to get ready for
bed." We all came upstairs and into the living room. Carla told me that
I could just wait here and watch TV. She led the boys back to their
room. I sat on the couch and watched some toons. About ten minutes later
the four year old came walking out of the room and down the hallway. He
was giggling a little bit. The only thing that he had on was a diaper. I
was in shock. Then his older brother came out into the living room with
a diaper on as well. I could not believe it. I wet the bed at night too
but I did not have to be diapered.
I could not stop looking at them walk around in diapers all night. They
were both standing at the kitchen counter getting some ice cream. All
that they had on were bright white disposable diapers. Their mom made
them wear them around the house for hours before bedtime. Finally we
went to bed. The boys had their beds and I slept on the floor in a
I was awoken suddenly. It was Carla. She got me up and walked me to the
bathroom. She led me over to the toilet. I had wet my bed. No big
surprise I still do two or three times a week. She told me to change out
of my dirty clothes. I got down to my underwear and stood there. She
said, "Hurry up everything off." I slowly slid my briefs off. Then with
me standing there completely naked she opened the closet and pulled out
We walked into the living room. It was late so no one was around. She
knelt down on the ground and told me to lie down. She put the diaper
next to her. I laid down in front of her and stared at her. She
straightened out my legs. She then grabbed the diaper and opened it up.
I just sat there naked looking at her and thinking, "She is going to put
a diaper on me." She set the diaper down again. Then with one hand she
grabbed both of my ankles and lifted my legs up. Then she used her other
hand to position the diaper under me. She lowered my legs, grabbed both
ankles and spread my legs apart. Using both hands she pulled the front
of my diaper up nice and snug. She fastened one side and then she
fastened the other side. She told me to stand up. We walked back to the
bedroom. I crawled into bed. I could not believe that she just diapered
me. It felt weird.
I awoke the next morning and my mom was already here. We all came out to
the living room. All that we had on were diapers. My mom was surprised
but did not say anything. Carla explained the wet bed and my mom
understood. Carla was going to bring me back when she remembered that I
forgot to bring clean clothes for the morning. My mom said that is OK.
Carla offered to use her son's clothes. But my mom said that we were
going right home and that she could change me then. "My mom was going to
We got home. I ran up stairs still wearing only a diaper. My mom yelled,
"I will be up in a minute to change you." I sat on my bed thinking how
it would be. She came in and told me to come over. She sat down on the
ground and I laid down in front of her. She spread my legs out. Then she
undid the tapes of my diaper. She pulled down the front of my diaper.
Then she brought my legs together and lifted my legs up and pulled the
diaper out. She set my legs down and said, "There you go."
That night right before bedtime I was in my room playing when I heard
someone come in. It was my mom she was shutting the door behind her.
When she turned around I could see that she had a diaper in her hand. I
was scared. She knelt down and told me to take my clothes off, that she
was going to help me get ready for bed. I told her no way. She said, "I
am not asking you too, I am telling you that you are going to wear a
diaper to bed." We argued a little but finally I gave in and stripped.
She said, "Lay down now." I walked up to my mom naked and lay down in
front of her. "This will be much easier for both of us. No more wet beds
or dirty laundry." Then just like Carla she began to diaper me. She
lifted my legs, slid it under and lowered my legs. Then she pulled up
the front of my diaper and taped it shut nice and tight. Then she made
me stand up and turn around. Using her fingers she followed the diaper
liner to see if it was on good. My mom was now running her hands around
my diaper only centimeters from my privates. She turned me to face her.
She gave me a stern look, pointed right at my face, and said, "Don't you
even think about taking that diaper off."
I woke still in a diaper. I just sat there not knowing what to do. Later
my mom came in and removed my dirty diaper. I got dressed and went to
school. This nightly ritual went on for years.
When I was eleven my mom came to my room to diaper me. She knelt down
and said, "Lets get you ready for bed." Then my older sister came in. My
mom told her to have a seat next to her. I froze, "What is she doing
here?" My mother said, "I told you that tomorrow I start my night job.
Your sister will be helping you get ready at night." I was horrified. We
argued for a while but I gave in. My mom told me to take all of my
clothes off. I had to do it right in front of my sister. I began
removing my clothes. It seemed like it took forever. I got to my
underwear and slid them down. My mom and my sister were sitting there
watching my every move. I was now naked in front of my mom and my sister.
Mom said, "Lie down now", as she tapped the ground in front of my
sister. I slowly walked completely naked up to my sister and lay down. I
was so embarrassed. I had to lie there at eleven years old and let my
thirteen-year-old sister put a diaper on me. My mom instructed her on
every move. She lifted my legs up like a pro. She grabbed the diaper and
placed it under me. Then she lowered my legs down onto the diaper. I
just lay there while she took control and did the work. Now she pulled
my diaper up nice and snug covering me. Then she rubbed my tapes tight.
I couldn't believe that my sister had just diapered me. My mom had me
stand while she showed my sister how to check for a good fit. Then my
sister swatted my butt and said, "Go to bed." I lay there all night
thinking how weird it was to be diapered by my sister.