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Wet wipe – My ABDL Life

Greg’s Diaper Days Chapter 1

Story written by Babymatt

It was summer and school had just let out. Greg was 13 years old and ready for summer to begin. When the bell finally rang he ran out the door screaming with everyone else. He ran over to where his mom’s car was parked and they went home. When they got home Greg’s dad was out in the garage working on the car.

Greg went out to the garage to see his dad.

“Can I sleep over at Brad’s house tonight?” he asked.

“Sure.” said his dad. “But you better be home early in the morning so we can go buy summer clothes.”

“I will be.” said Greg.

He ran out, got on his bike, and rode to Brad’s house.

When he got to Brad’s house he knocked on the door and Brad’s mom answered the door.

“Is Brad here?” he asked.

“He’s up in his room.” she said.

Greg went in and up to Brad’s room. When he got up to his room he knocked on the door.

A deep voice said, “Come in.”

Greg walked in the room and Brad was sitting there in just a diaper. Brad has been wearing diapers every since he was 6 years old because of wetting problems. Greg knew Brad wore diapers and had no problem with it. Greg had asked a lot of questions about it and was okay with everything.

They sat in Brad’s room, listened to some music, and played video games. As they played the games and listened to the music Brad sat there in his wet diaper. Greg kept looking at his diaper. He couldn’t help himself. He thought it was so cool that Brad got to wear diapers.

“Why do you keep looking at my diaper?” Brad said.

“I just think it’s so cool that you get to wear diapers.” Greg said.

“Well, if you think it’s so cool.” Brad said, looking at Greg. “Why don’t you put one on and see how cool it really is.”

Brad wore medium Attends, and since they were both the same size the diapers would fit Greg.

After a couple minutes of thinking Greg finally agreed.

Brad went to the bathroom and got Greg one of his diapers. He went back to his room and Greg laid on the bed and took off all his clothes. They were used to seeing each other naked since they had Phys. Ed. together. Greg put the diaper on and stood back up. He felt really good having the diaper on.

“Well, they look as good on you as they do on me.” Brad said.

They went back to playing video games and listening to music till Brad’s mom called them down to dinner. When she did, Greg started to take the diaper off so they could go down and eat.

Brad stopped him.

“If you like it, just leave it on.” he said.

“But your mom will see me.” Greg said. “What will she say?”

“She won’t care.” replied Brad.

“Alright.” said Greg.

And with that they went downstairs and into the kitchen wearing just a diaper.

When they walked in the kitchen Brad’s mom, Carol, was standing at the stove finishing up cooking dinner.

“I see Brad got you into liking diapers, too huh?” said Carol, as she looked as Greg.

“Yep.” said Greg, as he smiled at Carol.

When they were all finished with dinner they went in the living room and sat down to watch some TV. When they sat down Carol noticed that Brad’s diaper was wet. She went into the bathroom and got a clean diaper for Brad and then came back downstairs. When she came back Brad was lying in the middle of the living room floor. Carol came over and got down on her knees in front of him. She undid the tapes on his diaper and took the wet diaper off. She took a wet wipe, cleaned Brad off, then slid the dry diaper under him and fastened it up. After he was diapered Carol went upstairs to do some work on her computer. The boys sat and watched TV for awhile.

“You’re lucky to have a mom who will diaper you and even change you.” Greg said.

“Well, if you want, she’ll change you, too.” Brad said.

“What do you mean?” said Greg. “I don’t even have a wet diaper on.”

“Well, wet it and then she’ll change you.” Brad said, looking at Greg’s diaper.

Greg didn’t really want to wet the diaper, but he did want to be changed by Brad’s mom.

Greg just sat there for awhile and pondered the thought of wetting the diaper. After about 15 minutes Greg finally wet the diaper. When Brad noticed he had wet his diaper he looked at him and smiled. Greg smiled back and they sat there in their diapers watching TV.

After about 20 minutes of being in a wet diaper Carol came back downstairs to get a drink and went over to check Brad’s diaper. Brad had wet it again. She then went over to where Greg was sitting and saw that he had a wet diaper on too. She went back into the bathroom and came back with two dry diapers. She changed Brad first and when he was all dry diaper she looked at Greg.

“Do you want to stay in that wet diaper or are you gonna come over here and let me change it?” She said.

Greg looked a little nervous but went over and laid down on the floor in front of her. She unfastened the tapes on his diapers and took it off. She took a wipe, cleaned him all up, then put the dry diaper on Greg and stood him back up. They went back to watching TV for awhile.

After about 2 more hours of watching TV Carol told the boys the had to start getting ready for bed. They went up to Brad’s room and started getting ready for bed. Carol came in and changed them both again. After she had them both changed she went over to the dresser and got into the top drawer, grabbing Brad’s footed sleepers. They weren’t heavy so he wouldn’t get hot. She went over to the bed where Brad was still laying put the sleeper on him. Then she looked at Greg.

“Do you want one too?” she asked.

He looked at Brad and then back at her.

“Sure.” he said.

She went back over to the dresser and grabbed another footed sleeper. The sleeper had Rugrats on it which is Brad’s favorite cartoon which Greg liked too. She went over to the bed, laid Greg down, and put the sleeper on him.

She brought in a cot for Greg to sleep on and it had Rugrats sheets and blankets on it. Just as she started to walk out the door she reached in the top drawer and got out a pacifier. She walked over to Brad and stuck it in his mouth. She looked at Greg figuring he would want one too. She walked back over to the dresser, got him one, and stuck it in his mouth.

She walked out the door, shutting off the light behind her, and halfway closed the door.

After she left Brad took the paci out of his mouth and said, “Now how do you feel?”

“I love this.” Greg said, pulling the pacifier out of his mouth.

“I know what you mean.” Brad said, smiling at Greg.

They put the pacis back in there mouths and went to sleep.

The next morning the boys woke up at 9 o’clock. Since Brad had a wetting problem he always woke up with a wet diaper on.

When Greg woke up he had to go to the bathroom really bad but didn’t want to get up so he just laid in bed and peed in his diaper.

“You got a wet diaper on now too, don’t you?” Brad said, looking over at brad, smiling, with his pacifier in his mouth.

“Yep.” replied Greg.

Carol came in when she heard them talking, carrying two diapers in her hands. She went over to Brad’s bed, took off his sleeper, and threw it on the bed beside him. He laid down and she took off his wet diaper and put a nice dry one on him. She then walked over to Greg and took off his wet diaper and cleaned him up. When she went to put the dry diaper back on him he stopped her.

“I have to go home now and I better not wear a diaper home.” he said.

“Well Greg.” said Carol. “If you really don’t want to be diapered again I wont, but I think you should, and see what your mom says when you get home.”

Greg didn’t know what to do now but agreed to let her diaper him anyhow.

Carol diapered him all up and Greg grabbed his things and rode home.

When he got home he walked in the door and to his surprise no one home. He thought they had all left to go shopping with out him. He went in all the rooms and there was no one home. He then looked in the garage and the car was gone, too. He went in the living room, took off all his clothes, and ran around the house in just his diaper. He sat on the couch and started watching TV. As he watched TV he laid down and fell asleep wearing only a diaper. As he slept his family came home to find him lying on the couch wearing just a diaper.

“Looks like they had a good time last night.” said his mom, Pam. “From the looks of it, Brad taught him something new.”

His dad, Steve, just smiled and walked away.

As Greg lay sleeping on the couch his baby brother, Joey, who is two, came over to him and woke him up. Greg jumped up and grabbed a blanket to cover himself up.

Pam walked back in the room.

“It’s okay hunny.” she said. “We already saw you in your diaper, and it okay with us if you want to wear them.”

Greg was shocked and happy by what she had just said.

“If you want, when we’re out shopping today we’ll buy you some diapers.” Pam said.

“I would love that.” Greg said, looking at his mom.

Greg sat on the couch and took the blanket off, grabbing his brother, and sat him on his lap. Joey was also wearing just a diaper and that made Greg real happy.

After about 15 minutes his mom came in and told him to get his clothes on because they were going shopping now.

“Can I wear my diaper?” Greg asked.

“I don’t care.” Pam replied.

Greg threw his clothes back on, dressed his brother, and they went and got in the car.

They all headed for the store with Steve driving. As they drove Greg wet his diaper. He didn’t really know what he was going to do but he wet it anyway. That made him even happier. When they arrived at the store Greg got out, put Joey in the stroller, and they went into the store. As he walked his mom noticed the bulge between his legs looked a bit bigger.

“Greg, did you wet your diaper?” said Pam.

Greg looked at Pam and said. “Yes.”

“Alright.” She said, as they walked in the store.

When they got in the store they went immediately went to the adult diaper aisle and picked up a bag of Attends and went to check them out. After they paid for them Greg and Pam went out to the car and Steve and Joey stayed in the store. When they got to the car Pam told Greg to get into the back seat and lay down.

He got in the back seat and laid down. Pam stood outside the car and leaned in, pulling off his pants and taking off the wet diaper. She opened the bag of fresh diapers and took out a dry one, placing it under Greg’s butt. Greg began to form an erection and became extremely embarrassed as his mom fastened the tapes.

“Don’t worry about it.” said Pam, smiling. “All boys your age get those.”

She pulled his pants back up and they went back in the store.

After about 2 hours of shopping for clothes they were finally done and ready to go home for the day. By the time they got home Greg and Joey both had a wet diaper on. Pam took Joey in the nursery and changed his wet diaper. While Joey was getting his diaper changed Steve took Greg to his room and changed his diaper.

After his diaper was changed Greg looked at his dad and asked “Can I go back over to Brad’s house for awhile.”

“Sure.” said Steve.

Greg put his pants back on, got on his bike, and rode back over to Brad’s house.

When he got there he went straight up to Brad’s room where he was sitting in just a diaper listening to music. Greg told him all about what happened today and Brad was amazed. Greg took off his pants and shirt so they were now both in just a diaper and Greg told Brad everything that happened including how his mom and dad both changed his wet diaper.

After Greg told Brad everything that had gone on they went downstairs and Brad told his mom that Pam and Steve were okay with Greg wearing diapers and they even changed him.

“Now if I can only get them to get me a bottle and pacifier and maybe even some sleepers I would be so happy.” Greg said.

“Well, ask them and see what they say.” Brad said. “You never know, they’ll probably buy you them. If they’re okay with your diapers then they shouldn’t have any problem with you wanting a bottle and a pacifier.”

After awhile of talking with his mom Brad asked if Greg could spend the night again.

“Sure, hunny.” she said.

They went upstairs and called Greg’s parents and they agreed to let him stay over.

After they finished talking with his parents Greg and Brad went downstairs. Brad remembered that he had run out of diapers so they got on there bikes and started toward the pharmacy.

When they go to the pharmacy they both went in. They went straight to the adult diaper and Brad picked up two bags of Attends. They thought it was really cool so they walked around the store for awhile carrying the diapers so everyone could see them. Just about every aisle they went down someone gave them a stare. Brad and Greg just chuckled and walked right by. They were having a lot of fun walking around carrying diapers.

After they had their fun they went to checkout. When they got in line they were standing behind a guy and his teenage son, who were also buying adult diapers.

After the father and son checked out they went and stood right outside the door.

Brad checked out and as they walked out the door the guy stopped them.

“I see your buying diapers too.” said the guy.

“Yep.” said Brad.

“If you don’t mind my asking, who are they for?” said the guy, looking at Brad.

“There for me.” said Brad.

“Really?” replied the guy.

“Yeah, I have a wetting problem and have been wearing them since I was six.” Brad said.

“I’m Tom and this is my son Tyler.” said the guy, holding out his hand to shake theirs. “He’s had a wetting problem since he was twelve and has began to like them.”

“I also like to wear diapers for the fun of it but have no need for them.” Greg said.

“Wow.” said Tom.

“Would you mind if Tyler came over to my house?” asked Brad.

“I’d like that.” said Tyler, looking at Tom.

“That’s fine with me.” said Tom.

Tom piled Greg and Brad’s bikes into his car and drove them back over to Brad’s house. When they got back Carol was sitting on the couch watching TV. They introduced Tyler and then went up to Brad’s room and started playing video games, sitting in just their diapers. Tyler thought it was really cool to be hanging out with these two guys in just a diaper.

As they played their games Carol came in sporting a camera.

“Would you guys like some pictures?” she said.

“Sure.” said Greg.

They all stood up and Carol began snapping away.

As she took the pictures she stood there thinking about how cute they looked and came up with a wonderful idea. Her idea was to let all three boys have a sleepover all weekend and not let them use the bathroom and treat them as total babies as the so desired to be.

Story written by Babymatt.

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The Hotel Owner’s Daughters

Every year when I was a kid, my parents would take me along with them as they went on a trip to visit relatives. I would always have to stay in the same motel room with them, and I always hated it. Finally, when I was 15, I was able to get them to allow me to have my own room next to theirs. I thought at the time that they finally realized my need for privacy – of course it never occurred to me that perhaps they were missing their privacy just as much, if not more, than I. Besides, what kid or teenager wants to think about their parents having sex? ::Shudder:: I’m sure you see my point.

So anyway, that was how this whole screwed up trip started. I was supposed to be more grown-up like, since they were “trusting” me with my own room and all. But, what I wanted to do with this new found freedom of having my own room was anything but grown-up. I had also noticed another strong need in my teen years, stronger even than a need for privacy, and that happened to be a yearning to dress and act like a baby. Right down to wearing diapers and drinking from a bottle.

Yeah, I know what you are thinking. “That’s pretty screwed up, dude.” Well, I look at it this way. I’m not out getting boozed up or doing drugs or having wild unprotected sex like some guys my age, so what’s the big deal anyway? And too, it’s not really any of your damn business. I’m only telling you so that you can understand the story, so don’t give me any of your “holier than thou” attitude. Who’s it gonna hurt if I pretend to be a baby? And NO, it has nothing to do with me wanting to have sex with babies. That’s just sick, and perverts who get off on that shit ought to be castrated.

So anyway, you know the secret now. Well, so does somebody else. Only she wasn’t supposed to find out.  Nobody was supposed to find out. That was why I was so pleased to have the private room. Well, let me start the day before the trip, so you can get a feel for the whole thing.

I hopped on my bike and rode it five miles out so that I could make my purchase in a store not too close to home, and hopefully without running into anyone I knew. I sat in the parking lot, watching people come and go for awhile, waiting for the Drug Mart parking lot to be pretty empty, so I wouldn’t have to be seen by too many people. All the employees would see me, but that couldn’t be helped. A few customers would have to see as well, since I could not see a point when there were none at all. Hell, if the cops had seen me, they probably would have thought I was casing the joint for a robbery. Finally I got up my nerve and went in the store.

It would probably help if I explained at this point that I had never actually bought diapers before. I had laboriously searched through our house, and found old cloth baby diapers that I had pinned on myself, and had simulated plastic panties by pulling a trash bag up over the diaper, but I longed to get the feeling of wearing a real disposable diaper. Of course, I wouldn’t do it at home. Usually one parent or the other was there, so I might get caught. Plus, how would I get rid of the used diapers? And what if they could tell I was wearing one? So all in all, having diapers at home seemed not a very good idea. But, this trip would provide me with plenty of time, every night, to get into a diaper and maybe experience a few other baby things as well.

Anyway, I looked around and the store looked pretty empty. Acting like this was something I do every day, I tried to look nonchalant as I went down the aisle of baby supplies first. This was always my favorite aisle in a store. I would look at all the items, and think about what I might get for myself. Now I finally was going to do it. I grabbed a baby bottle first, one with a nipple that said it was a quick flow for older babies. I also grabbed the largest size pacifier they had, and some baby powder and baby wipes. I decided that was really all I needed, but as I was walking away, one other thing caught my eye. A baby thermometer?  You mean the kind they stick…I turned it over and looked at the back of the package. Yep.  That’s where they stick it all right! I was about to put it back, but curiosity finally won out, and I threw it in my basket with the other items. As an afterthought, a grabbed a travel size Vaseline as well.

Now I only needed diapers. I about had a heart attack as I went down the main aisle and passed a lady customer. She just passed on by and went about her business. I had to laugh at myself – of course she just passed me by. What did I think she was going to do, have me arrested for having a shopping basket of baby care items? She didn’t know why I had them. Nor did she care.

I went along reading the signs on the aisles til I came to the one that said “Incontinence”. Of course, the only two things in the aisle were adult diapers and feminine hygiene, not a regular place you would see a teenage boy. I went in, quickly grabbed a package of Attends Youth Briefs (diapers), and got back out as quickly as I could. I glanced once again at the package at the size to make sure it would fit. I was pretty small, so they would fit perfectly. I blushed as I thought I was only one or two sizes above regular baby diapers anyway.

Now I had to buy these things.  That meant being seen.  My heart beat rapidly, my throat was dry, and I felt like my face was on fire as I put the items on the counter of the boredest looking clerk. At first she barely looked at the items as she dragged them across the reader to total them up, but as she grabbed the package of diapers, a strange look came over her face as she looked back over the array of stuff I just bought. Inwardly I kicked myself as I realized how it looked. I should have bought the diapers and baby supplies at separate stores! She didn’t say anything, however. Just put it all in a bag and gave me a one raised eyebrow look as she told me how much it came to. I gave her the money, then grabbed the bag and all but ran from the store.

Back out in the parking lot, I waited a minute for my blood pressure and heart rate to go back to normal. There – that wasn’t so hard, I lied to myself. I mounted my bike and took my package of “new toys” home.

Chapter 2

Once home, I quickly packed all the things I had bought into an old diaper bag I found in the attic. From what I remembered of my toddlerhood, it had actually been mine. It was a little raggedy looking and dusty, and a spider had taken up residence in it, but all it took to get it looking like something you might really carry for your baby was a good cleaning and cutting some of the loose strings and frayed edges. Hidden inside I had found a few goodies – a travel case for baby wipes, a pack of diaper pins, and a changing pad – all in good condition. If I took my big suitcase, I knew I could easily hide the diaper bag down in the bottom of it.

After washing them (they were new, but heaven only knows what happened to them before I bought them), I slipped the baby bottle and pacifier down the side pocket. I literally filled the travel wipe case as full as I could, and slipped it along with the changing pad, diaper pins, and baby powder into the front pocket. The Vaseline and baby thermometer went into the other side pocket. Then I opened up the diapers.

That wonderful scent of a fresh package of diapers filled my nostrils for the first time, and I was hooked. It was heavenly. I reached in the package and drew out a diaper and unfolded it, looking at the thick padding, plastic backing, elastic legs, and tapes. Just like a baby diaper, except bigger. I really wanted to put one on right then and there, but I knew I ran the chance of getting caught if I did; it would have to wait. I slipped as many diapers as I could – about a dozen (remember, diapers were thicker then) into the main compartment of my now quite full diaper bag. Then I took the whole thing and put it in the bottom of my suitcase, wedged it in between two shoes, with the jeans above it, and a few shirts covering it.

I had one other thing hidden in the suitcase. A few weeks before I had been at a garage sale, and seen something that about made my heart pop up and stick in my throat. On one of the tables was a big blue one-piece footed sleeper. It had a zip to the waist, and the biggest surprise was the obvious roomy seat and snaps in the crotch! I picked it up and realized it was just the right size for me. Noticing the lady who was doing the sale looking at me, I laughed nervously and said, “Umm – I didn’t know they made them this big.”

“Oh, they don’t,” she told me. “I made those myself for my son a few years ago when he still wet the bed and needed to be diapered at night.”

“Ohh.” Her son was nowhere to be seen, so I did not know how long ago that might have been. I put the sleepers back down and moved on, and then when I thought she wasn’t paying attention, I grabbed them and stuffed them in with a few other things I was buying. They were only $3.00.

Of course she still saw when I paid. I guess I was hoping she would be in a hurry and not notice what I was buying. But she took the sleepers and folded them neatly and put them in a bag for me, with an amused expression on her face the whole time. She handed me the bag with a little wink and said, “Have fun.” Now what was THAT supposed to mean?? Whatever.

I had also hid this sleeper in the suitcase, and I intended to wear it. It was summer, but hotels have air conditioning. After a once over to make sure I got all the clothes I needed in, and other essentials like toothbrush and deodorant, I zipped the suitcase closed, and locked it (hey, I was no idiot) with a small key that I was keeping in my pocket. Then I dragged it out to the Living Room.

“Honey, do you have some extra room in that suitcase?” my mother asked, walking toward me with a few items. Uh-oh.

“Umm – nope. Don’t think so, Mom,” I said, trying to keep cool.

“But, you’re taking your big suitcase, and it’s just a few days,” she said, perplexed.

“I got a lot of clothes!” I said, defending myself. “Besides, we’ll be in two different rooms.” I never missed a chance to point that out, as though I was afraid they might forget, even though the reservations had already been made.

“My goodness. You pack almost as much as a girl,” she said, walking away and shaking her head. As she did this she gave me a love-pat on the bottom.

“Mom!” Jeez – she acted like I was still five sometimes.

“Sorry!” she said. She didn’t SOUND very sorry. Good thing I wasn’t wearing one of those diapers!

Chapter 3

The whole ride in the car, all I could think about were those diapers in the suitcase. How I wished I could have worn one for the car ride.  I even fell asleep as we were traveling, and dreamed that my mother was getting me ready for the car trip, and that she was actually putting me into diapers for the car ride so that I wouldn’t “have an accident”. In another dream, one of my young girl cousins was looking down at me over the bars of a crib, which I apparently had been placed in, calling to my mother and saying she thought I needed my diaper changed. In the dream, I heard my mother call back and ask her to change me. I woke just as she was about to undo the diaper. I woke from that one pleased and frustrated at the same time – pleased I had been able to have the dream, and frustrated that I woke before she got to my diaper change.

We finally got there, to the hotel, and my parents signed in and got our room keys. I went to my room, and unable to wait any longer, I opened my suitcase and drew out the diaper bag. I went into the bathroom with it and smiled as I drew a breath and smelled the scent of the fresh diapers when I opened the bag, the ran my fingers over the outside covers of the diapers.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. I frowned as I lay the diaper down on top of the diaper bag and walked from the bathroom to the door. I opened it, and standing there was one of the prettiest girls I had ever seen up to that time. She had a stack of towels.

“Umm – hi,” she said. “My Dad runs the hotel, and he sent me to make sure you have enough towels. Sometimes Melissa – that’s the maid – forgets to put new towels in the room.” Wordlessly, I stepped out of the way and let her in the room before thinking about the fact that towels go in the bathroom – where I had just left all my newly acquired “interesting” items. “My name is Sydney, by the way,” she said, as she slipped by me into the bathroom.

“Good thing I came by. You needed towels,” she said from the bathroom. I said nothing, numb from embarrassment. There was no way she could miss the diaper bag – it was sitting right on the counter. She came back out of the bathroom and looked at me a minute, with a somewhat bemused expression on her face. “Umm – you ARE the only one staying in this room, right?” she asked.

I nodded. “Then, can I ask you a really personal question?” she said, with a bit of a sparkle in her eyes. I thought about saying no, of course. But then she would have just drawn her own conclusions, or she may have said something to my parents – who knew what she might do? I nodded again.

“Are you a bed wetter?” she asked. Well, there was a nice twist. She had actually just given me the excuse I needed. Of course, it was still embarrassing, but better than having no excuse at all. I blushed and stuttered out something just intelligible enough for her to take it to mean she was right. “So, I guess you have to wear diapers for it, huh? You must really hate it…”

That sounded about right. Obviously, if someone wet the bed and wore diapers for it, they would hate it, so I agreed with her. “Gee, that’s too bad,” she said to me. “I was rather hoping you enjoyed diapers.” With this and a smile, she left my hotel room, pulling my door closed behind her, and leaving me with my mouth hanging partly open in shock.

Copyrighted by sparkles.

You can read chapter 4 to 12 here: http://sparklestories.lefora.com/topic/3377194/The-Hotel-Owners-Daughters#.Us1yhbR7_Iw

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It seams like Toyapup have a very wet diaper here. It is kind of strange that this wet diaper dont have leak yet. It seams to be quite wet right now. But maybe it is some new super absorbent diaper that he wear or something. we can only hope that he dont turn out to get any diaper rash from this soggy diapers. that should be relay bad.

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