Put Back In Dipers At 14
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Put Back In Diapers at 14 Years Old This is a true story on how I was put back in diapers at 14 years old. Also I started to ware dresses and sissy rhumba panties too. My step mother added the little girl clothes then because she learned that I like to ware diapers and she wanted to make me a sissy baby. It started when I was seven years old. A typical little boy that would occasionally have accidents involving wetting my pants. One day when I came home from school, my stepmother told to to go in my room and take off my pants and under clothes. I didnt even think about what was going to happen until I saw a white cloth in her hand. She told me that I was going to speen the rest of the afternoon diapered like a baby, because she was tired of me wetting my pants. I faught her like crazy but to no avail because a seven years is no match to an adult woman. She got the diaper on and of of course I was crying like a little baby and quickly got under the covers. It was time for dinner and I started to put my pants back on and my step sister told my step mother and she said that I cant do that. I am suppose to come out and set at the table with my diaper and t shirt. I expose to the world and ate my dinner and ran back to my bed room and she said to set in the front room. She gave me a bottle of milk and told be to drink it all from the pink baby bottle or I was going to get spanked real good. I had to lay down in my diaper and t shirt and drink the bottle, I was definatley embarrased but still had to take the bottle and laid there till it was time to take my bath then I could take the diaper off. I brought it out to her and she ask me if I learn my lesson. Then she said if I wet my pants again she was going to make me ware it again. I told her that I wont. It was a little later that my step mother grounded me from going out to fly kites with my dad and brother and sister. I dont remember what it was I done but I couldn't go. It was a little later she look at me and said that I look pretty cute with a diaper pinned on me and she asked me to let her put another one on me. I didnt get to answer because dad and my other two siblings came home. She said that my daddy was home and that we couldnt do it. But this stuck with me and puzzle me why I wasn't going to get diapered by because of that. It was about three years later that I kept waking up at night and found my self thinking I wanted to know what it would be like to diapered and have baby pants put on me. That all that it was, just a thought and kept it to my self. There was many times I wanted to ask her if she would do it. But I would chicken out and left it at that till I was 14 years old. At 14 my dad got killed in a car accident and I didnt know what was going to happen to me. But when I was getting dressed for the funeral I told her that is it would make her feel better that I would ware a diaper for her. She just said that I was a big boy and she didnt need to do that.. I thought that was the end of it but it wasnt. I had gotten a severe tooth ache and after she and I got it fixed at the dentist and we were walking home. She asked me how I felt. I just said that I was tired but at least that I didnt have a pain. Then she ask me if I wanted to ware a diaper to sleep in incase that the sodium penthol kept me from waking up and using the bathroom. At first I started to say no but then it crossed my mind that it would be the perfect time to get diapered and put in baby pants. I said to her will she keep it between me and her she said yes. I told her then I want to see what it would be like to ware diaper, diaper pins and pink rubber pants. I thought she would say just the diaper but to my supprise we went to a store and she got a dozen birdeye diapers, diaper pins, pretty pink rhumba baby pants and a bottle. As we were leaving the store she said that she would do that cause she like it the time I wore a diaper and that I would be settle down and did look cute. When we get home you get undressed till you naked and I come in a diaper you and make you look cute. As we were walking home all she did was smile and hold up the bag that my baby stuff was in and said that you are going to look so cute. After we got home I complied with what she said. She came in and laid out the diapers and panties a t shirs that said baby and a bib and baby bonnet that she had. She took the baby powder and sprinkled it on me and of course I got excited and she just smiled an then she laid me over her lap and powder my but and said sissies have to have there little butt powder. She grab my ankels and lifter my legs because I was small for my age. The she took 4 diapers and put the together and slid them under me. I felt so soft as she pulle the diapers up between my legs. Also she said that she had been wanting to put me back in diapers for a long time. The she pin the diapers on uing the pink ducky baby pins. She told me to stand up and she commented on how cute I was and pull out the rhumba baby pants out and told me to insert my legs and she pulled up on me. The I sat on the bed a little shy but she said that it would be al right as she tied the bib on me and then she got one of my sisters pink barbee style nighty and put that on me to and pull the bib out from underneth the dress. Then she put the baby hat on me it was pink to with lace around the face. Then she got a baby bottle and told me to lay down and gave to me. My step mother was smiling and telling me how cute I was to be a sissy baby and I was going to stay like that all day and she want me to wet my diaper so she could change me like a baby. This went on till I was about 15 and we found that there was a problem with dad life insurance and that my brother and I had to go an be with our real mom. We would ofter visit her to my brother would go to the school and visit his friends. I would stay home and be a sissy baby for her. Sometime I would ware yellow and some times I would ware purple. But pink would be my favorite color and would ware girls shoes a lacy socks for her. I did this till I was 21 and enjoyed it and the I went in the service and would ofter think on how I felt and the years that I wasted by not telling her that I like to be dressed like that. Before we lost contact because of life and the different avenues that it took us she had met my Wife then and she would tell her how she would dress me and that I like it. My wife was supprise to say the least and she ask me why I never told her. I just said that I was to afraid. My wife said that it wasnt nothing to be ashamed of that her little brother like it to. Then she pull out the diapers and baby pants and said go get your boy clothes off that I was going to spend the day as her sissy baby.