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Title: | Max The Diaper Lover
Name: | Bill
Email: | Not given
Gender: | Male
Current Age: | 15
Posting Date: | 08/02/09
Story Contents: |
A- Post-toddler (4-8)* |  | R- Sisters, other girls* | ●
B- Pre-teen (9-12)* |  | S- Babysitters |
C- Teen (13-17) | ● | T- Masturbation |
D- Adult (18+) |  | U- Sexual situations |
E- Cloth diapers* |  | V- Gay |
F- Disposable diapers | ● | W- Erections |
G- Pee | ● | X- Bedwetting |
H- Poop* | ● | Y- Accidents |
I- Exposed diapers/pantslessness* | ● | Z- Punishment/Diaper Discipline |
J- Multiple diapers* |  | 1- Female Domination* |
K- Baby paraphernalia | ● | 2- Enemas |
L- Mother | ● | 3- Restraints |
M- Father |  | 4- Crying |
N- Aunt |  | 5- Spanking |
O- Uncle |  | 6- Humiliation | ●
P- Brothers (diapered) |  | 7- Babying |
Q- Brothers (not diapered) | ● | 8- Regression |
*Denotes Deekerian story elements
Deekerian Score (20 is max.) [?]: | 12 (60%)

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    My name is Max, I am fifteen years old, but I look like I am ten. I
    have a brother who is thirteen, called Oliver. I also have a 3 year old
    sister, called Mia.

    Since Mia was born, I have had a strong urge to wear nappies and be
    treated like a baby again. Oliver was really lucky, up until he was 11
    he wet the bed, so he wore diapers to bed. My mom still has his diapers
    in the hall closet. I knew I had to put one on, to see what it was
    like, so I waited until an opportunity to do so came along. It did, It
    was towards the end of summer vacation, Oliver was still at summer
    camp, Dad was on a business trip.

    Mom had been invited to go to New York for three days with her friends.
    Mom trusted me to be left alone in the house for a weekend. Our
    neighbor Ms Wilson, agreed to check on me once a day, so I couldn't
    spend all the time in diapers, I could only do it in small sessions.
    Ms. Wilson was in her early sixties and her husband had died three
    years before.

    On the day, my Mom took Mia to my Grandma's house and told me not to
    burn the house down or anything. After she had gone, I wasted no time
    hanging round, Ms Wilson would be checking on me at 9:30 and it was
    already 6:45.

    I opened the hall closet and dug around in there until I found the
    diapers. I took a diaper off the pile. I led down on my bed and slid
    the diaper underneath me. I taped up the diaper and stood up. It was
    very thick and it made me walk funny.

    I didn't put my pants back on, I just walked around in my shirt and
    diaper.

    I found a pacifier in the hall cupboard and started to suck it while I
    watched TV. After a while I fell asleep, I was woken up by Ms. wilson!

    "Max, why are you wearing a diaper?"

    "I...Uh...Uh!"

    "Have you wet it?"

    She checked my diaper.

    "Yes, you have, let's get you sorted out."

    She led me down on the floor, untaped my diaper and put it in the
    trash, then she got a fresh one from the pile in the closet. She slid
    the diaper underneath my bum and sprinkled some of Mia's baby powder on
    me.

    Once she taped up the diaper she said, "I think you had better come and
    stay with me, I never trust little boys to change their own diapers."

    I opened my mouth to say something but she put the pacifier in my
    mouth. She went into my room and packed me a bag. Then, she pulled a
    pair of socks on my feet, followed by my sneakers, and then she took my
    hand and took me next door, to her house. I was embarrassed being
    outside with my diaper fully exposed, but luckily no one was out, and
    all of the neighbors' curtains were closed.

    When we got in her house she took my shoes off and led me up to her
    guest room. She took my shirt off and got my pajamas out of my bag. She
    had packed yellow footed pajamas that were Oliver’s from years ago.

    She pulled a pair of plastic pants over my diaper; "We don't want any
    leaks now, do we?" she said.

    She had me step into the pajamas, then she pulled them up and zipped up
    the back, surprisingly they fitted me.

    Then she tucked me into bed and turned off the light. I had never been
    to bed that early on non-school nights. I still couldn't believe that I
    was wearing a diaper. I loved every moment of it.

    I woke up early the next morning, I hadn't peed in the diaper but I
    needed to go, so I went. I went back to sleep and I woke up a little
    while later, needing to poop bad. Peeing was one thing but I didn't
    want to poop in the diaper. I got out of bed and ran to the bathroom, I
    couldn't undo the zip, and l couldn't even reach it. I ended up pooping
    in the diaper. It was horrible, warm and squishy.

    I glumly went back to bed. I looked at the clock and saw that it was
    only 6:30. I turned over and went back to sleep. It seemed no time at
    all before Ms. Wilson was waking me up.

    "Good morning stinky! Did you leave me a nice surprise in your diapee?"
    she cooed. She unzipped the footies and untaped my diaper.

    "Poo! Someone's been busy!"

    She cleaned my bum with wet wipes and put a fresh diaper on me and put
    the footies back on.

    "Breakfast time!" she said.

    She led me down to the kitchen by the hand. There was a highchair
    there. I guessed it was from when she had kids, the highchair must have
    been old, since her youngest was about thirty.

    She lifted me into the highchair, strapped the belt and put the tray
    on.

    She fed me porridge (yuck!) and bottle-fed me baby formula (double
    yuck!) After breakfast she let me watch TV. She tuned into a kiddies
    channel though and took the remote so I had to sit through that for
    hours. During that time I wet three times and pooped, The diaper
    couldn't have held much more. She came downstairs at 1:00 and turned
    off the TV. She changed my diaper and dressed me in the footies again
    before sitting me in the highchair and starting to cook lunch. Lunch
    was macaroni and cheese. I hate cheese and I was nearly sick when she
    started feeding me it.

    After lunch, she made me take a nap on the couch. When I woke up, my
    diaper was soaked. After she had changed my diaper, she fed me a bottle
    of baby formula, she cradled me in her arms all evening, while she
    watched TV. At 8:30, she changed my diaper, which was wet again and
    tucked me into bed. I was starting to get scared now, my mom would be
    home the next day and I knew that Ms. Wilson would tell her.

    Ms. Wilson woke me up the next morning. After peeling off a wet and
    messy diaper, she bathed me. I was then taped into a fresh diaper and
    dressed in a clean shirt. "Ms. Wilson, could you please not tell my mom
    about this?" I said.

    "She already knows" she said "I called her the other night, she can't
    wait to see you in your diapers!"

    I was starting to wish I hadn't tried those diapers, Mom was gonna kill
    me now, I would be grounded until my hair was gray!

    But I was wrong, when mom rang the doorbell, she wanted to see me
    immediately. I ran and hid behind a chair.

    "I can see you max!" said my mom "Come out from behind that chair so I
    can see you properly!"

    I came out from behind the chair and looked at her face, expecting to
    see it angry, but it was smiling.

    "Ooooooooooooh! you look soooo cuuuuute!" she cooed "don't worry honey
    you can wear diapers all the time! I have already ordered a large
    supply!"

    "But..."

    "And we need to get you some new clothes, your old ones won't fit over
    your diapers....!" she carried on and on talking very fast.

    TO BE CONTINUED...

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