Most embarrassing event? Oh, that's not hard for me to recall.
When I was 18, my mom needed to go out of town for a few days to visit my grandfather (a close friend of his died, and my mom wanted to be there for him and to attend the funeral). This was near the beginning of March and I was in my senior year of high school. Because my mom would be gone during a school week, I had to stay home so I could go to school and watch over the house. Not that I was complaining; I liked being home alone at times.
At this point in time, my interest in diapers had been revived for about three years (Later, I'll post the story of how I got back into them).
Anyway, a few hours after my mom left on Sunday morning, I went up to my room and unlocked my old trunk (the place where I would hide my diapers). I removed all my clothes and put on two large white disposable diapers. I think they were Tena Slip Maxi. For a few hours, I hung out around the house in just my diapers. I did my homework, ate lunch, and played some video games.
At about two o'clock, I looked outside and saw that it was sunny and bright. Where I come from, this was unusual for March weather conditions, so I decided to enjoy it and go sunbathing in the backyard (we had our own pool and lawn chairs). I decided to wear just my diapers outside.
I put on some sunblock all over my body, donned my sunglasses, and laid down on my back in one of the lawn chairs.
I laid there for a good long time, savoring the warmth of the sun's rays, the thickness of the soft diapers between my legs, and the feeling of pure relaxation all at once.
About a half-hour later, unbeknownst to me, my next-door neighbors daughters (three girls of 6, 11, and 14 years of age) went out into their own backyard to play. The three of them got onto their giant trampoline and made their own contest to see who could jump the highest.
At one point, whilst in the air one of them happened to look over into my backyard and see me sunbathing. Even from that distance, she was able to tell that I was wearing diapers.
At this point, I remembered hearing the sound of giggling from over the fence. I quickly looked up. All three of the girls were gazing at me from their trampoline, giggling as if they were never going to stop.
Initially, I felt as if I was going to faint or throw up. But I didn't. I actually just laid there and ignored them. After a minute, they started calling out things like "Oh, look at the cute little baby!" "Is baby comfortable in his diapers?" and "Careful not to get a sunburn or diaper rash, baby!"
At this point, I was certain I was red in the face. Not from the sun, but from the remarks the girls made. I could tell they were really getting a good laugh.
After about ten minutes of almost uninterrupted giggling and comments about my attire, the three of them stopped jumping on their trampoline and got off. I decided to go in then. I picked up my towel and sunscreen and waddled my way back inside.
By this point, I was worried that the girls would tell an adult - most likely their parents - about what they just saw. Fortunately for me, they didn't. At least I assume they didn't, as their parents never mentioned it whenever my mom and I had lunch with them in the future. I like to think that the girls were just respecting my privacy by keeping it to themselves. However, the summer of that same year, The 14 year-old accidentally hit her volleyball over the fence and into my yard. When I went to return the ball to her, she smiled and said "Thanks for bringing this back... baby boy."
I don't know if she thought I was wearing a diaper at the time (I wasn't), but all the same, she gave my bottom a firm pat when I left. I just smirked and went home.
The girls never again mentioned the sunbathing event. Perhaps they've even forgotten. I sure haven't. It was the most embarrassing yet one of the most exciting diaper experiences I ever had!