    My Life with Kevin

    It all started when I was 18 and getting ready to move out, and rent a
    room at a friend’s house. As I was packing up my things to move, some
    of it was coming with me, and some of it was going into storage, and
    some of it was marked storage but was really coming with me.

    As I put the last onesie in the box marked “storage” that I was
    bringing with me, mom came into my room. I was startled but I was able
    to keep my composure and quickly tape the box shut.

    “Well I guess that about does it, I’m going to take all of this stuff
    to my mini-warehouse, and then I’ll be back to pick up everything
    else.” I told mom. “I’ll see you when you get back sweetie.” Mom said
    as she gave me a hug.

    Before I go any further I should tell you a little about me. I am a
    closet adult baby/diaper lover, meaning that no one that I know knows
    about me wearing diapers.

    The only reason that I am moving out is that mom needs to sell the
    house, and get something smaller since she would be the only one living
    in that house. She just doesn’t want to clean the whole house, or need
    to walk up stairs since she is getting a little older.

    The room that I am going to be renting is at a friend’s house. His name
    is Kevin. The great thing about Kevin is that he always has people over
    and he is just a blast to hang out with. He is 32… I know, I know, but
    he is single so I do not need to worry about interfering with anything
    when I move in. the only downside is that he does not know about me
    wearing diapers, either.

    After I put my stuff in the mini-warehouse, I go back home and get all
    of my stuff packed into my truck to go to Kevin’s. “I love you, and I
    will see you in a few days.” I told mom as I was getting ready to
    leave. “I love you to.” She said choking back the tears. “There is no
    need to cry,” I said. “I am only going to be about 5 minutes away.” “Oh
    I know, I know…” she said. “It’s just that it will be hard getting used
    to you not being here.” “Well, I will see you soon.”

    I drove to Kevin’s house, unloaded all of my boxes, and started
    unpacking. “What is this doing here?” Kevin said. “This box is marked
    for storage” “Oh that… ummmmm” I had to think, and FAST!!! “Oh that is
    a box that I overlooked when I took all of the other stuff to the mini-
    warehouse, I’ll take it there soon.” “Ok” Kevin said as he began to
    help me to unpack the rest of my stuff.

    It took the rest of the day to get everything unpacked and put where it
    should be. I went to bed about an hour after Kevin went to bed. Before
    I did I opened the box marked “storage”, got out an “abena abri form X”
    the thickest diaper on the market, a binkey, and a onesie, and put the
    diaper and the onesie on, and went to sleep sucking a NUK 5 binkey.

    Kevin had to go to work at about 6 the next morning so I had the house
    all to my self until he got home. So I lounged around in my clothes
    that I went to sleep in and drank a big bottle of chocolate milk (mixed
    with a little laxative), and had some other snack foods.

    At about 4 in the afternoon I had LOADED and SOAKED my diaper. So I got
    in the bathtub and took off my diaper, folded it up, and put it in a
    trash sack to put in the garbage later. About 2 minutes after I put the
    diaper in the garbage, Kevin pulled up the driveway. “That was close,”
    I thought to myself, but I did not let on at all to Kevin.

    I soon found out that Kevin had brought a girlfriend home with him. She
    was in her early thirties, her name was Sonja (pronounced Son-ya) after
    we were introduced Kevin decided that we should go and see a 5:00 movie
    together. “That would be fun.” I said. “Gimme a minute to get ready,
    and I’ll be out in a minute.” “Okay, we will be in the car.”

    I ran into my room, slipped off my shirt, and shoes, and listened for
    the sound of the door shutting. When it did I took off my pants and
    underwear, and pulled one of my diapers out, and taped it on. As I got
    re dressed I could have swore that I heard the floor creek, but when I
    cracked my door open I did not see anyone in the house.

    I quickly put on a pair of slightly bigger jeans so that there would be
    no diaper bulge. After we got into the theater and got seated I got the
    sudden urge to take a crap. I did not want to go in by diaper due to
    the smell, but I did not want to miss out on the movie. So while I was
    thinking everything through I started to poop. I almost panicked, but I
    realized that it would do no good. I continued to poop in my diaper
    until I was finished.

    When we were leaving the theater I got a strong whiff of poop, but I
    ignored it. When we all got into the car I had to go again. When I did
    I farted really loudly as I pushed a load of soft, squishy, warm poop
    into my diaper, luckily the windows were rolled down so all of the
    smell went out the window.

    However my luck changed when we got home. Kevin asked Sonja if she
    would like to stay for dinner. I realized that there was no way for me
    to get out of my wet and poopy diaper anytime soon, but I would need to
    keep them from finding out, somehow.

    As we were sitting down to eat, I knew that they would smell poop,
    there was no way around that, I smelt it. To my surprise no one said
    anything.

    After dinner we sat on the couch and watched TV. I was so embarrassed,
    I mean I knew that they had to know, or maybe they did not, I mean I
    had been taking pills to make my poop less stinky, so maybe since I was
    the only one that knew that I had a diaper on, I was the only one that
    smelled it. While we were watching TV I pooped and peed in my diaper
    even more. This was about the first time that I got to know Sonja. She
    was sweet, and compassionate, most of the time she was cuddling me, and
    just being affectionate, almost motherly, but I thought nothing of it,
    I mean she was getting to know Kevin, so she might as well not be rude
    to me in the process.

    By the time that we were done watching TV it was almost 3:00AM, my
    diaper was completely soaked, and filled with mushy poop, luckily I had
    a pack of baby wipes so I could change in my room. I usually keep them
    in case of emergencies such as this on where I cannot use the shower to
    rinse the poop off.

    After I was out of the diaper, and cleaned off, and put the diaper in a
    plastic grocery sack, I put on a pair of boxers, and went to bed. I
    thought about wearing a onesie, but I didn’t want to risk Kevin seeing
    me in the morning.

    When I woke up I showered, brushed my teeth, ate breakfast, and went to
    work. When I got off of work I stopped in to see mom for about an hour.
    When I got to Kevin’s, he was already home. “Hey Mark” Kevin said, “How
    was work today” “Oh… Nothing out of the ordinary” I replied. “oh and by
    the way… Sonja is coming over a little later” Kevin informed. “Cool,” I
    replied. “Any idea what we will be doing?” I asked. “Probably just
    eating dinner, and hanging out here.” He said. “Any idea when she’ll be
    here?” I questioned. “In about an hour.” “Cool, I am going to take a
    nap, I will be up before she gets here,” “Alright.”

    After went into my room, I got in a diaper and a pair of sleep pants,
    and quickly drifted off into a sound sleep. I think that I overslept,
    because I was woken up by Sonja and Kevin coming into my room waking me
    up. Tired, and almost panicked, I covered up as tight as I could. “Aaw
    come on, Marshall, wake up.” Kevin beckoned. “Let me get dressed and
    I’ll be out in a minute” I replied. “We’re not going anywhere, so you
    can come out in your jammies.” Sonja replied. “Are you sure? I mean I
    don’t mind changing.” I asked. “Sure, come on, Kevin rented movie, and
    ordered pizza.” Sonja beckoned. “Okay,” I replied, somewhat meekly.

    Unable to get out of my diaper I walked into the dining room to get my
    pizza. Unfortunately I was in my thickest diaper, and my jammies did
    not muffle the crinkle sound, so I knew that they heard the crinkle,
    and saw the bulge.

    We watched the Lord of The Rings Return of the King, the extended
    version, which is three hours long. I had already wet my diaper a
    little, but since I had drank some soda before we started the movie I
    was to get kind of wet by the time that it was half way over. Sonja was
    cuddling me and I was really enjoying it. It felt really good to be
    cuddled by a woman while I was in a diaper. I never had the ability to
    have mom since she didn’t know about me wearing diapers. By that time I
    was also needing to go poop at the time. I thought about going to the
    bathroom, but I realized that I couldn’t hide the diaper in the
    bathroom. Also I knew that if they didn’t hear the diaper before, that
    they were going it when I took it off, since the bathroom was close to
    the living room.

    Soooo, I had to poop in my diaper in front of them, (again) I had
    diarrhea, and it smelt like raw sewage. This time I got a reaction out
    of Sonja, “Pheew, I smell a poopy diaper.” she said as she looked in my
    direction “Did you poop in your diapers?” she asked. I started to
    whine. “Oh now… don’t cry baby. I’ll get you out of that dirty diaper
    in no time.” She said as she picked me up (I am pretty small for my
    age) and carried me into my room, and laid me down on my bed. “Now
    where are your diapers, and baby things?” she questioned. “In that
    box.” I replied while still whining, and slightly crying. She got out a
    Abena diaper, a binkey, a onesie, and a bottle, she then pulled off of
    my jammies , my shirt, and then took off my dirty diaper, she proceeded
    to clean the poop off of my diaper area. After that she re-diapered me,
    dressed me in a onesie, and then put as binkey in my mouth, and picked
    me up off of the bed and carried me into the living room.

    When I was carried out into the living room Kevin commented on how cute
    I was, but not in a teasing manner. Sonja set me down, and went into
    the kitchen. When she returned she was holding a bottle of warm milk.
    When she sat down, she picked me up and put me in her lap, and put the
    nipple of the bottle in my mouth. I started to suck on it, and I sucked
    on it until it was empty. She then put me over her shoulder and burped
    me.

    We continued to watch the movie until it was over. When we were done
    Kevin and Sonja were about to explode, they both rushed to the
    bathroom. While they were in the bathroom I sat there wetting my
    diaper, and thinking about what had happened. Why were Kevin and Sonja
    babying me, but at the same time letting me be me? How did they find
    out that I wore diapers?

    When they dot out of the bathroom, they both walked into the living
    room where they had left me. “I need to ask one thing.” I said, with a
    slight babyish sound in my voice. “Well,” Sonja started. “Kevin and I
    found out that you wear diapers, for fun, and we also saw some of the
    websites that you visit.” (I had visited several websites related to
    diapers since I moved into Kevin’s house.) “and we thought that it
    would be fun to baby you, Since we are getting engaged soon. There will
    be a few rules. First off, this is by your choice, you do not being
    forced into being treated like a baby, but you do have an incentive… if
    you do Kevin will let you live here rent-free. Secondly you can be
    babied however you want, it is your choice how you are babied. Thirdly
    we will treat you as if you were our own, we will punish you if we need
    to, but we will be fair. The one thing that is non-negotiable is that
    you will wear diapers 24/7.”

    “Well,” I replied. “I guess you want to know how I want to be babied,
    but I’ll need some time to think on it.” “Ok,” Kevin replied. “Why
    don’t you sleep on it?” “Yes, it’s time for our baby to get a good
    night’s sleep.” Sonja said sweetly “Oh well I need to set his crib up
    first.” Kevin added, as he walked into the guest bedroom (not my
    bedroom) and started setting a crib up.

    While Kevin was doing that I was getting really tired, and grumpy. I
    started to cry a little, but Sonja put my head over her shoulder and
    started to pet my diapered butt. I slowly stopped crying, and drifted
    into a sound sleep.

    I woke up the next morning in a crib. I looked at the room that I was
    in; it had been decorated like a nursery. It had a changing table, a
    rocking chair; it was all decorated in a baby theme. After a few
    minutes I realized that I had pooped my diaper in my sleep. I started
    to cry softly. No sooner that I had started, Sonja and Kevin came
    running into my room. Sonja picked me up and sat down in the rocking
    chair, and held me like a baby. “Would you give us a little privacy?”
    Sonja asked. “Not a problem” Kevin replied. When Kevin left and shut
    the door. Sonja proceeded to pull her shirt up, and then she took her
    bra off. I instinctively put my mouth on her nipple, and started
    sucking. She cradled and soothed me as she started rocking back and
    forth. In about 10 minutes I was finished, and she got up sat me in my
    crib, and put her bra and shirt back on. When she was done she picked
    me up and carried me into the bathroom where she had already drawn
    bathwater.

    After I had my bath she took me into my nursery, put a diaper on me,
    and then put a onesie on me. She then took me by the hand and led me
    into the kitchen and set me in a hi-chair, and went into the kitchen.
    When she returned she had a bowl of cereal. “Now you can feed yourself
    if you want to, or mommy Sonja, or daddy Kevin can feed you” Sonja
    said. “I want you to feed me Mommy Sonja.” I said in a babyish voice.

    I had awakened in a incredible circumstance. The other day I was a
    closed diaper lover, and today I am an adult baby being babied by
    someone whose boyfriend I just moved in with a few days ago, and to
    think that there was no period of adjustment for anyone involved.

    When I finished eating, Sonja picked me up, held me on her hip and
    wiped off my face. She took me out on the front porch and showed me my
    new present. A STROLLER!!! One that would fit me comfortably. “Mommy
    Sonja, are we going for a walk?” I beckoned. “Yes, a short one today,
    but we will go on a walk.”

    While we were on our walk, I thought some more on what had happened… I
    had started to regress slightly. When we returned, Kevin showed me
    another surprise. A CAR SEAT!!! He picked me up, and buckled me into my
    car seat. I was so excited to be treated like a baby.

    After a short ride around town, we came back home, there were a few
    more surprises waiting for me, a playpen that was about 10 feet square.
    It was fantastic.

    Well, to sum it all up. I have been living with Kevin and Sonja for 6
    months, since I have been in diapers for a while, I have become
    incontinent. They got married a few weeks ago, and are looking for an
    adult baby adoption agency to adopt a sister for me.

    About the way that I am treated. I am dressed in onesies, diaper
    shirts, or footed sleepers around the house. In toddlers clothes when
    we are going out. When we are home, I am allowed to watch TV, play
    videogames, or sleep in a playpen. I only drink from bottles, sippy
    cups, or I am breast fed.

    I have had a wonderful 6 months, and I am looking forward to spending
    more time as a baby.