How I Became A Baby
Summary: a boy tries a diaper for the first time since he was potty trained and becomes a diapered baby. It all started on summer afternoon when I was 8 while I was at the pool. I was in the bathroom when I looked down and on the floor was an unused Little Swimmers size L. I had always wondered what they felt like so I pulled of my swimming trunks and slipped the diaper on quickly. I pulled my swim trunks back on and quickly ran out to the pool and jumped in and played. We moved to another part of the swim park and I realized I had to go again, but I didn’t know where the bathroom was so I asked my mom. She said that it doesn’t matter because I was already in my bathroom, I looked down to see the top of my diaper sticking out the top of my swim trunks. I was shocked and knew that she actually wanted me to use my diaper, by now I was ready to explode so I allowed the mess to fill the back seat of my diaper and I peed too. I swam for about half an hour and then mom came and told me it was time to go, so as we were leaving I was heading for the boys’ changing room but I was stopped by my mom. She said babies can't change by themselves and that I would need help changing my dirty diaper. She laid me on the changing table and left me there for just a minute and came back with some wipes and a fresh pampers size 6 diaper. I asked what the diaper was for and she said that if I wanted to be a baby so bad, then I was going to wear diapers like a baby. Being in diapers was not a totally new thing to me since I still wet the bed, but I still did not like the idea of wearing diapers, so I was changed and the diaper was somewhat too big for me, but it would have to do. Instead of going home right away she drove us to the mall to pick up a few things. She had not given my pants back to me when we left and at the time I was not concerned because I thought we were going home. I strongly protested about going in the mall with just a diaper and a shirt, but there was no way I was getting out of this one. So with my head hung low we marched through the mall to a store that sold baby supplies and other things. As we entered my mom asked the sales lady what size diaper she should get for her baby boy. It didn’t take the lady long to come back with a size 3 Pamper that had baby prints all over it. I was led to the back where mom proceeded to take my diaper of and found it to be wet. She then told me that she was going to let me out of diapers if I didn’t use the diaper, but it was too late to undo my mistake and my fate was sealed. I soon found myself encased in yet another diaper and as luck would have it, it was a perfect fit. The legs and waist were snug on my body. We were soon on our way out with 6 packs of size three Pampers and 6 packs of boys’ medium Pull-Ups and swim diapers like the one I had on in the pool. Also in the cart were some outfits, pacifiers, wipes, powder, bottles, a playpen, a stroller, and other necessary and unnecessary baby items. As I walked through the mall some people stared at me in my diapers because I had the disadvantage of looking my age. It was a two-hour drive home and on the way we got McDonalds from the drive-through and I wet and messed my diaper again. When we got home I was changed and put into 6 pampers so that I had not choice but to waddle or crawl around the house. I was then put in my new playpen to take a nap, but before I was allowed to take my nap I was given a big bottle of milk that had some stuff to make me go potty. I slept for a good hour and woke up to a wet and messy diaper, but this time I was left to sit in it until all my diapers were filled. I was forced to crawl/waddle around the house for the rest of the day in just my diapers and a t-shirt. I had to admit I was getting my wish to wear diapers had come true and the diapers were very comfortable. That night I was put to bed with a bottle and a pacifier that had a leash on it so I would not lose it in the middle of the night. I was awakened by my little sister at about 10:00 and I found that I really had to go pee, so I got up to go to the bathroom and my sister asked me where I was going. I said I had to go to the bathroom and she said, “You are in your bathroom,” I had completely forgotten that I was wearing diapers. Suddenly I found myself being tickled from behind and as I was being tickled I wet my diaper so my sister yelled for mom to come and change my wet diaper. I was changed and this time I was only put in one diaper because using 6 diapers at once was a waste so I got lucky. I was told we were going out and again I was not given any pants instead I was dressed in one the new shirts my mother had bought me the night before. The shirt didn’t even cover my diaper at all and I begged my mom to let me have my pants back but she said that it didn’t matter that my diaper was showing because I was a baby and that it was normal for me to go around in my diaper and shirt. So we went to the store and when we got out I was placed in my new stroller. I didn’t want to be put in a stroller but at least the strap that buckled me in covered some of my diaper. While we were in the store hardly anybody looked at me and I soon found out why, in one of the store windows I could see my reflection and I saw that I looked like a two year old and that I belonged in diapers. While we were at the mall we bought more diapers, a crib, changing table, car seat, and other very babyish items. We ate lunch at the food court and I was placed in a highchair and feed my Happy Meal had my drink in a bottle. During the meal I wet and messed my diaper and it was obvious that I had. I was taken to the ladies’ room and changed on the changing table in front of everybody. It was so embarrassing because I got an erection every time I was changed and I thought I was going to die right there. I was placed back in the stroller and we left the mall and headed to the car. I was then placed into my new car seat and strapped in and even though I tried as hard as I could to release the restraints their was just no way you could do it while sitting in the car seat. When we got home I squirming to get out and mom said ! I looked excited to get something or do something. After about 5 minutes she finally let me out, but before I could get away I was quickly scooped up and put in my new crib for a nap. During this time I found that if I rubbed the outside of my diaper long enough I would get a pleasurable feeling in my penis. I later found out that what I was doing was masturbating. I woke up with a slightly wet diaper so I wasn’t changed right away instead I was sent outside in a light blue onesie and a diaper. The rest of my days before school started were filled with playing in my playpen and outside and as always I had a diaper on. I could no longer control my bladder or my bowels so it was a necessity that I have a diaper on at all times or I would make a big mess. On the first day of school I was allowed to wear pant for the first time since I was diapered. The bad part was that I was wearing two diapers a blue onesie with snaps in the crotch, jeans with snaps in the crotch and a blue shirt to cover the rest of my onesie. I was sent to school with some extra diapers to give to the nurse because my mom didn’t have the time to give her some extra diapers for me. For the most part you couldn’t tell I was wearing a diaper except for the huge bulge in my pants and the loud crinkling noises when I walked or moved. At recess I needed to be changed because I had wet and messed my diaper pretty good and I was in danger of leaking. I was changed again latter during class in the class bathroom. I was surprised to find that the bathroom had a changing table. So I was cleaned up and redressed in my baby clothes and for and added effect on me the teacher put baby prints on my shirt. As I came out of the bathroom everyone knew that I was wearing diapers and that I was a baby. I didn’t mind because I knew that they would be busting by the time they got home and I wished that they would all end up in diapers. My school days were filled with much of the same events and activities except the one time my diaper leaked and I had to go around in just my onesie and diaper. The diaper was clearly visible through the onesie and when I ran it was more of a waddle and I looked just like a toddler who was running from his mommy so he wouldn’t have to stop playing just for a diaper change. Another time I was in the bathroom and a girl walked in on me while I was naked. Now I knew what sex was and so did she and she was also a girl that I liked a lot and she just didn’t know it. She offered to help me change my diaper witch was extremely embarrassing because I got another erection. She very calmly played with it for about five minutes before I came and she taped up my diaper and that was that and she also said to go to her if I needed to be changed again. School finally ended and once again my pants were taken away because it was summer and it was to hot for them any way. The first day of summer I was asked by my mom if I wanted to be potty trained again and goes back to wearing underwear. I think I replied too quickly because I said yes with obvious excitement in my voice. Before I could get another word in I was quickly diapered put in my green onesie, given a bottle and pacifier and put down for my afternoon nap. And so I carried on like this for 8 years until I had to be retrained because mom was getting tired of changing me and that night was the last night I would be in my crib as a complete baby, that is a complete baby that is not going through training. I knew that I would still be in diapers for a while until I was trained, but after that there would be no more diapers and no more baby.