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I Wear Pampers

my wife is now my mommy and i am back in diapers.
She always buys me pampers for big babies. But when we shop, I can always put two or three Pampers Baby dry size 8 in the shopping cart. We live in a very small town where everyone knows everyone. I proudly go to the cash register with mommy and put everything on the cash register. My mom always waits until the cash register is very full. With the pampers Baby dry, I always wait until she says loudly, my baby, don't forget your pampers, everyone will then look - and I will put them on the band. The cashier often says, bright ben, will you get your pampers again today?
I answer her well, yes aunt loreen.
It's nice that you always wear it well ...
I still get very red ... and then I can carry it to the car myself. I think everyone knows that the pampers are for me. Mommy now has a sticker on the car - Pampersbaby in the car

She says everyone knows that the pampers are for you
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When I was 8 years old, I was back in diapers for the first time, I was not nice to my younger sister, I annoyed her often. one evening my uncle and aunt came, it was not unusual because they live not far from us and they often came to play cards in the evening. my mother called me to my room and I went to her. I did not understand and my father came from behind and he took me in his arms - like a baby. my mother got a changing mat and put it on my bed. My cousin, who was also there, she was four years old and she called - hey this is my old changing pad. I got a fright. My father put me on the bed like a baby and he held me down and my mother took off my pants and underwear. My aunt took my legs and held them up like babies do when they change diapers. My mother cleaned me with baby wipes, then she took a Pampers (baby pampers that were for bigger children) and put them under my bottom. She then took baby powder and powdered my bottom. I cried and tried to free myself, but against my father it was hopeless. Then my aunt put my legs down and my mother powdered me very thickly in the front. She folded the Pampers up and then she closed the tapes, I was diapered like a baby. My uncle took some tape and where the tape is, they taped it all around. There was no way I was going to be able to open the Pampers. I wasn't too big at the time. My cousin went out for a moment to get something in. I couldn't see what it was. Then my father put me in his arms again, like you put a toddler in your arms. He said, isn't he a sweet baby, a sweet diaper baby. Then he held me up and everybody saw my pampers and he lowered his arm down - he put me...in my cousin's old walker.
I was now in pamper and sitting in a baby walker. I wanted to get out, but I couldn't. So I tried to push off with my legs and I could slowly roll forward.
Isn't he a cute baby our little ben?
That's how it all started, I thought if I got married I would be rid of the diaper discipline. but then it really started.
mejustme · 61-69, M
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