When I used to go to the bars

I used to go out to the bars virtually every night where I would get absolutely trashed and on my drunken walk home 9 times out of 10 I would intentionally wet my pants (so I’d have an excuse to put myself in diapers once I got home). A couple of times things went off the rails like when I ran into my next door neighbor while in the middle of pissing my pants and having her escort me to my house only to promptly forget she was there as I put myself in one of my diapers only to wet myself a moment later right in front of her (having grown up with her as my neighbor she knew that when I was younger that I wore diapers for years because I wore them 24/7 and she used to babysit me. She wrenched my mind back to reality by speaking, causing me to realize she was there when she chuckled and said, “I can’t believe that after all these years you still like wearing diapers. Does my little baby need Auntie Barb to change his diaper?” Even though I was totally shocked by her question I eagerly agreed and climbed onto my bed and began sucking my thumb. “Well luckily I was paying attention so you don’t have to show me where your changing supplies are.” She grabbed a diaper, wipes and baby powder and knelt on the bed in front of me and proceeded to change my diaper but after she changed my diaper she took off her clothes and climbed under the covers with me and then she offered me her breast and as she eased her nipple into my mouth and I began to suckle at her tit I felt her hand cupping the crotch of my diaper and I heard her moan just as I began wetting it and as I lay in her arms and peed in my diaper, sleep took me.