My Padded Life -- (Author) gbab65

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Author: gbab65
Timestamp: Aug 18, 2024 at 9:20 AM
Content: This is my personal history with wetting and using nappies.
I would appreciate any and all feedback.

My Padded Life 1970-73 Growing up in England in the 1960’s and 1970’s meant that there were certain sights that were common wherever you went. For me that was the rows of white terry nappy squares hanging on the washing lines that seemed to be on everybody’s back lawn. I never thought of the fact that having nappies on the line meant that there was also a nappy wearer in the house as it was just ubiquitous.

1970I’m 5 in 1970 when my parents had my younger brother Ben and so now even our washing line had a row of white nappies fluttering in the breeze. I was fascinated by it all.
Mom and Dad had an extension built so now we had 4 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms. It still meant that me and Ben were sharing a bedroom, but we got the biggest room.
I had started school and one of my friends Phil, did a pooh in his pants quite often and the teacher would have to take him out of the class and he would then come back a bit later in different trousers. That is until one day when he started coming to school and his shorts looked different. I asked him and he said his mom was making him wear nappies again until he stopped filling his pants at school.
There was also one girl in our class who never did PE with us. All of us boys had to put our shorts and vests on and all of the girls went in their vests and knickers. But Elaine never got undressed and just sat on the side watching us. We were in the classroom doing craft and Elaine and Susan were on the opposite side of the table to me and Phil, Phil had dropped his pencil and went under the desk to get it, he came back up sniggering to himself and whispered me to drop my pencil and then go under the table to get it but look at Elaine. I did that and as I went under and looked at Elaine, I could see straight up her skirt at her under wear. Her under wear was a bit bulky stopping her from putting her knees together and I could see clearly that she was wearing a nappy under her dress. I was smiling as I came back up and said to Phil
“That makes 2 of you” and giggled at him. Phil just smiled at me and said
“Yeh, but I can have a wee whenever I like and nobody knows” I knew he did as well as he always had a droopy bum and no crack in the middle of his bum cheeks like everybody else did, but just one big smooth round bum. A lot like he was wearing a wet nappy.

1972I’m now 7, obviously, I knew that Ben wore nappies and now I was getting interested as we shared a room. He went to bed before me but got up after me but didn’t have to get up in the night if he needed the loo as he just wet his nappy. I hated having to get up as it was always dark and cold and I was scared as it was so dark. On more than one occasion I had wet my bed for fear of getting out and going to the loo in the dark.
We had gone out one day where we caught the bus to go to a park near where my mom used to live, there was mom, me 7, my sister Cindy 9 and my brother Ben 2 in his pushchair with bags and coats and stuff all pushed under the pushchair.
Whilst me and Cindy were playing, she jumped off a swing but landed funny and stated crying. My mom rushed over and picked her up to take her back to the bench where she had been sitting. Mom checked her ankle and said it wasn’t broken just twisted but Cindy was still crying as she had wet her knicker’s a bit but still needed a wee. The problem was she couldn’t walk and the loos were too far to carry her to and then me and Ben still needed to be watched. Mom fixed this the way only moms can, she got one of Ben’s nappies out of the bag, pulled Cindy’s knickers off and pinned a nappy on her bum, she then rifled through her bag until she found some Baby Pants that fitted Cindy snuggly. Cindy then squeezed into the pushchair and me and Ben had to walk by the side.
I was fascinated as I never knew that bigger kids could wear nappies too and not only that but as Cindy was wearing a dress and squeezed into the pushchair I could see her nappy between her legs and also saw it getting darker like Ben’s do when he wet’s it. Cindy was wetting her nappy in a pushchair and I was jealous.
A few weeks later, we had gone out to see one of mom’s friends Annie and her two boys Leo 5 and Simon 3. It was quite obvious that Leo was a big boy but Simon was still in nappies. That is until about bedtime when Annie started getting the boys ready for bed and changed Simon’s nappy and put his PJ’s on him and then undressed Leo and put a nappy on him too. Followed by his PJ’s and I couldn’t stop watching.

1973I’m now 8, I was playing with my older sister Cindy. We were playing mommies and babies, Cindy had decided that I would be the baby and I had to put a nappy on inside my pants whilst we played, when a little while later, our mom then called us to come downstairs for our tea, I decided it best to quickly remove the nappy so as not to get into any trouble.
I liked this game and we started to play more in the holidays from school with Cindy actually pinning the nappy on me over my pants, it was always a bit loose and falling off me but we just found this funny and we were eventually got caught by mom. Instead of being shouted at though, mom found it funny too. She told Cindy she was doing it wrong and sent her off to get a clean nappy, pins and a pair of baby rubbers. Mom then lay me and my baby brother Ben down side by side and told Cindy to copy her.
Mom then took Bens shorts off. She pulled his baby rubbers down to his ankles and unpinned his nappy. She used the bit at the front to wipe him then picked his ankles up and pulled the nappy out. Mom then got a clean nappy and folded it in half and slipped that under his bum while telling Cindy that they don’t need pants if they’ve got a nappy on. Cindy then unpinned my nappy then lifted my legs up and pulled my pants off, she then folded the nappy in half and put it back under my bum.
Mom pulled the nappy up between Ben’s legs and fastened a pin each side. Cindy then did the same thing with me but was struggling with the pins, so mom showed how to get the nappy on tight and put the pins in.
Mom then got Ben’s baby rubbers and pulled them up his legs and over his nappy then started checking that everything was tucked in while telling Cindy what and why she was doing it.
Cindy followed and pulled the baby rubbers up my legs and over my nappy. She then got me to stand up whilst she checked no nappy was sticking out. We were then left to play with Cindy pretending to feed me and burp me and telling me what a good baby I was. A few hours later I slid the nappy off and got dressed again but Cindy was not happy that we weren’t playing anymore.
A couple of days later and Cindy persuaded me to play again and soon had me in a nappy and baby rubbers but only this time for much longer. We had been making a camp in the garden with me and Ben just in our nappies and T shirts. Ben was sitting on my legs when his nappy started getting really warm on my legs and I told Cindy. She said
“yes, it will, he’s just wet his nappy” and then she ran off to the loo herself.
I realised I wanted a wee, so me and Ben started up the garden towards the house. Mom was just inside the back door where she had been washing up and watching us play and asked
“have you finished playing now?”
“no, I want a wee” I said, smiling at me mom said
“not a problem, come here mister” and I went to her but she started tickling me and laughing.
I wet myself just as Cindy was coming back out. Well actually, I wet my nappy. Cindy looked shocked and mom was still laughing. She then said
“Babies in nappies don’t need toilets as they can just use their nappies” Cindy then started grinning, she liked this twist in our game and we started to play it more often, in fact we started to play all of the time and mom never complained about my wet nappies.
Cindy even started to make sure I had a nappy on for bed and I started to wake up in a wet nappy too. No point getting out of bed and going to the toilet if you are wearing a nappy. Mom didn’t mind as we were having fun and with Cindy playing at being mom too, she was helping mom a lot. Often in a morning mom would say to me
“Are you going to see Cindy and get that wet nappy off.” I would go and find Cindy upstairs and tell her mom says my nappy needs changing and she would then take it off and wipe me clean before just putting another nappy on me,”
Cindy was not only keeping me in a nappy as part of our game but she was also changing Ben’s wet nappies as well. The more time I spent in a nappy, the more often it got wet, but this just seemed to be part of the game and expected.
One time we were playing and I was in my nappy and mom said we need to go shopping, we moaned as we were having fun so mom said
“Just put some shorts on over your nappy then and no-one will know.” Cindy liked this idea and went and got my shorts for me, a bit tight so you could see the outline of my nappy at the front and the back but also nappy showing under the legs of my shorts. We went on the bus into town with Ben in his pushchair and me and Cindy following behind.
We had been in a clothes shop for ages when I felt I needed a wee. I told Cindy that I needed a wee and she told mom. Mom just turned and smiled at us and quietly said
“its OK, he’s got his nappy on, he can just use it” I just stood there and stopped holding it and soon felt as I wet my nappy, a really nice feeling and absolutely no sign on my clothes of what I had just done. I liked this as it was so much easier and nicer than having to go to the smelly men’s toilets which I hated.
Going back on the bus and Ben had filled his nappy and it was only a bit smelly. I suddenly felt I needed an urgent number 2 badly too so remembering that mom had said I can just use my nappy, I stood by the pushchair on the bus and after pushing a bit as if I was on the toilet, I filled my nappy too. This did not feel nearly as nasty as I expected, in fact I liked the feeling of the pressure on my bum and I did not seem to smell anymore than Ben did and I felt much better. Cindy noticed something though and she asked me
“Gary, have you gone in your nappy?” I just looked at the floor and then Cindy said
“Mom, I think Gary has gone in his nappy”
“It’s OK I know, I told him he could have a wee”
“I think he;s done a pooh as well”
“Gary, have you had an accident?” and then mom came round and felt my bottom and said
“Gary, why have you filled your nappy?”
“you said I could use it” I whined back
“I know I did but I only thought you needed a wee”
“I know and I did but then I needed a pooh and Ben had already filled his nappy so I did too”
“OK never mind” and we were off. Cindy kept her distance and was holding her nose while laughing at me and calling me stinky baby.
Sure enough, the first thing mom did when we got home was change Ben into a clean nappy but then she also changed me into a clean nappy too. Apparently, you can’t be changed out of a dirty nappy and straight into clean pants!
Cindy started to become bored of our game but I liked it so I carried on putting nappies on myself and just putting the used ones in the nappy bucket.
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We were going on holiday and mom told us we were going early, I didn’t really think about it the night before and just thought no school in the morning so I can wear a nappy to bed, I doubled it up to folding one in half down the middle of the second that that then had the edges pulled to the center to make a kite shape. Mom had bought Ben some bigger rubbers and these fitted me perfectly over my super comfy nappy. I knew that I could sort it all out when I had my shower in the morning so I even did something different as I had also had my bedtime wee in my nappy too instead of in the toilet. No point wearing a nappy if I’m not going to use it. Unknown to me though, we were got out of bed in what felt like the middle of the night. I was having a dream that Mom got Ben out of his cot and with a quick nappy change, put his PJ bottoms back on. In my dream Mom then came over to me and pulled my bed clothes off, PJ bottoms down, rubbers down followed by a nappy change and rubbers pulled back up and my PJ shorts back on. We were then guided and put in the car still in our PJs before settling back down to sleep in the back of the car.
I was aware that we stopped just as it was getting light and Dad went to the loo first then Mom and Cindy were going, Dad did ask if I shouldn't go with them but Mom just said no and me and Ben would be ok. I was lying semi asleep under a blanket trying to work out what was happening. I felt I needed a wee but could also feel that my nappy was dry. I had somehow got a dry nappy in a dream. Not been able to put the pieces together, I just stayed in the back with Ben and wet my nappy before falling back to sleep.
A while later we finally arrived and Dad had already got the keys for the caravan by the time I woke up and Mom and dad were taking the luggage in. I was then woken up and lead into the caravan where Mom suggested I have a quick shower to wake up then get dressed ready for the beach.
I went into the shower room and locked the door before getting undressed and separating my nappy and rubbers into the nappy bucket that Mom had already put there and had my shower. I then got dressed and we went out on to the beach for the day.

On the beach, Cindy and I had been playing in and out of the sea when we then went back to Mom and were playing in the sand. I had lay down and Cindy had started piling sand over me to turn me into a sand mummy paying extra attention to molding the damp sand around the top of my legs and then stood back looking very pleased with herself. Mom then looked over and laughed saying
“You look like you’ve got your nappy on already!”
Cindy then jumped on me and started tickling me, I was fighting to get away but ended up wetting myself while still sitting in the sand. Cindy got off me as I started to try and get out of the sand when Cindy hid behind her hand laughing and said
“Look, he’s wet his nappy too.”
Mom also laughing said
“It doesn’t matter, go and wash the sand off now then” and sent us off to a rockpool nearby where we could rinse off.
Back to the caravan after our first day on the beach and I was first into the shower to get properly clean. I don’t feel right as I cannot get rid of the sensation of needing a wee but can’t do anything when I get there, then I get an idea. Back in mine and Ben’s room, Mom had left my baggy shorts and a long T shirt on my bed. I’m in the room to get dressed, the nappies are here, the big rubbers are here and Mom is expecting me in my baggy clothes anyway.
By the time I went back into the lounge area, Ben was just in his nappy and T shirt playing on the floor, Dad was in the shower and Cindy was in her room getting changed, Mom was making a cup of tea and I had got a nappy on under my shorts and I didn’t have to worry about having a wee.
We went out for a chippy tea as Mom didn’t fancy cooking so after a long walk through our caravan park and along the seafront we came to our seaside town. We stopped and got fish and chips, but after eating I was feeling poorly and just wanted to sit down. Mom saw that I wasn’t feeling good and asked
“are you feeling OK”, I said
“No. My tummy is hurting and I feel funny”, Mum asked again
“Do you want to go back to the caravan, I think you have had too much sun?” I didn’t know but felt as if a hot cloud came over me and almost passing out then felt as a load of runny poop erupted out of me.
Mum must have guessed what was happening and just said
“Ah!”
A quick discussion with Dad and Mom got Ben out of the pushchair who with Dad went off in search of Cindy who had found a beach shop that she was looking round.
Mom told me to jump in the pushchair and we would go and find a loo.
The toilets were in the basement of the car park at the bottom of the hill and there were four doors, ladies, mens, disabled and baby change. I thought Mom was going to send me to the men’s but she pushed me into the baby change room.
There was another Mom in there as we went in with a girl who looked about 5 and her Mom was just changing her nappy too as we went in. Mom got me to stand up to assess the damage and pulled my shorts down.
“Good job you’ve got your nappy on today then mister!” Mom then hoisted me on to the counter and got to work cleaning me up. Mom did not hesitate to put another nappy on me and then got me dressed again. Feeling much better Mom put me back in the pushchair and pushed me back up the hill to find Dad, Cindy and Ben still in the same shop.
I got out and went and found Cindy looking at the shells in the back of the shop and she asked me
“What happened?” I just said
“I was feeling poorly and an accident in my pants.” Cindy was not looking convinced asked
“You wet yourself”
“No worse” I told her
“But you’re still wearing the same clothes, if you had an accident like that then Mom would have needed to get you clean clothes. Unless?” Cindy then took a step back to look at me more carefully. She then put her hand over her mouth to stifle her giggle.
“You were wearing a nappy weren’t you. Then you had an accident in your nappy and Mom had to go and change you. But Mom changed you back into another nappy which you are still wearing because I can see it under your shorts. It all makes sense now. When we driving here this morning, we stopped so we could go to the toilet but you and Ben didn’t get out. Ben wears a nappy all the time so he doesn’t have to so if you were wearing a nappy as well then you wouldn’t have to. Haha Gary’s got a nappy on Gary’s got a nappy on, but it will be our secret”
We got back to the park and it still wasn’t late so it was decided that we would go to the club house to see the entertainment and Mom & Dad could have a drink. Mom got us to us to put our PJ’s on first but leaving my nappy on me saying
“it is what everybody does here.”
Me and Cindy decided to have a wonder round in the arcade which was strangely empty. Cindy has stopped to watch a kids show in a little 4 seater video cinema while I was wondering round looking at the machines. 4 older boys were also in the arcade but they were misbehaving and trying to rock the machines. I felt like someone was watching me or worse still following me when I went round from behind this machine and saw the little girl I had seen earlier in the changing room. We smiled at each other as we got closer. She was also on her own looking round the machines. She was wearing a nightie and a dressing gown.
“Hello my name is Susan, What’s yours?”
“Hi I’m Gary, I saw you earlier in town”
“I know” she said “I saw you too” whilst blushing a bit “I’m nearly 7, how old are you”
“I’ve just turned 8” to which she giggled and leaning in she said
“and I saw you getting your nappy changed”
“yes and I saw you had yours changed too” and we both giggled. Susan then went on
“I don’t always have to wear nappies, it’s just easier for me and my Mom when we are on holiday and nobody knows us.” She said
“I was poorly and my Mom thought it was safer, lucky too as I had an accident” I replied
Just then two of bigger boys, who were about 10, jumped out from behind a machine making loud noises scaring us both. Then the other 2 boys came out from behind us surrounding us in the lane we were in.
“Come on boys we’ve got the Sissy” then ran up to me and pulled my shorts off and started chanting
“Debagged, debagged”
Hearing the commotion, Cindy appeared round the corner and went face to face with the boys
“Is that the best you can do, go round scaring little kids. You losers” Just then one of the staff came into the room and up to us as the boys ran off laughing but taking my shorts with them. That left me standing there just wearing my T shirt and my nappy. It scared me and I just stood there wetting my nappy whilst Cindy and Susan were watching.
Susan put her arm round me as she could see I was upset
“It’s OK, it is what nappies are for” she said
“Oh I’m so sorry about that, I had just turned to check the CCTV and saw what they were doing to you” the lady said.
As we were walking out of the arcade, our Mom and Susan’s Mom saw Cindy Susan and me coming out with the staff lady and a security guard had also come over to us which the staff lady was talking to.
Both Mom’s rushed over to see what was going on just as I saw my shorts had been thrown up on top of lamp bracket and were hanging down. The security guard also looked up and saw them
“Are they yours” he said to which I just nodded. He reached up and grabbed them but they were a bit torn on the back seam. Still better than nothing.
We went back to our table and Susan’s Mom came and sat with us as she had been sitting on her own. We were soon having fun again with Cindy Me Susan and even Ben trying to do the party dances. A couple of times while doing spins, Susans dressing gown and nightie would lift a little showing her nappy off and then when we sat on the floor for the row boat song, there was no hiding the nappy between her legs but there was a hole in my shorts so I expect people also got a glimpse of my nappy too.
The Staff lady, the security guard and another man went over to where the boys were with their parents and after some arguing they all left with the security man. Once they were gone, the staff lady and a man in a suit came over to speak to us all. They apologised for what had happened and told us the families were being evicted from the site for unreasonable behavior. As a token of good will, dad was given a free bar for tonight and tomorrow. Mom and dad said thanks and Susans mom agreed. I could see that dad was very pleased to have a free bar,
Later when we got back to the caravan, Mom changed Ben’s nappy in the middle of the living room with him lying on the floor following which she said to me
“Come on then buggerlugs, lets get you changed too”. A little surprised, I scooted on to the floor next to Ben where Mom started to change my nappy in exactly the same way she had just changed Bens. She got me unpinned then asked Cindy to pass the baby wipes, apparently I was still a bit poorly and had a mess in my nappy again. She didn’t even bother with my PJ bottoms but just left me in my T shirt and nappy just like Ben.
The following morning when I woke up I was surprised to find that my nappy was already wet without remembering wetting it but also feeling much better. Me and Ben were got out of bed by mom and I felt I needed a wee but instead of being led to the bathroom like normal, mom just led us into the living room.
“Sit and play then we can have breakfast when dad has finished in the bathroom” she said. I couldn’t go to the bathroom if I wanted to so just sat on the floor and wet my nappy while playing with Ben.
Breakfast then a shower, I was about to go to our room to get dressed when Mom called
“I’ve already got your clothes here” so went into the lounge with just my towel round me” come here she said as she got me on Ben’s changing pad where she then got a couple of nappies pinned on me and the larger rubbers followed by some tighter shorts and a T shirt. I then noticed that Ben was wearing an identical outfit, just a smaller size.
“We’re not going to the beach today, I think you had too much sun yesterday so we are going in to town and then the SeaLife center. I’ve put you in a nappy again as your were quite poorly yesterday and I don’t want to take any chances and spoil the day. Is that OK”
I didn’t see that I had a choice and didn’t mind either. Cindy just laughed and said
“I’ve now got 2 baby brothers today”

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Author: gbab65
Timestamp: Aug 18, 2024 at 8:07 PM
Content: My Padded Life 1974-761974I’m now 9, there were a few other small children who lived in our street and besides the neighbours at our sides there was also a family in a cottage at the top who also had a little girl. Mel was the mom and Morris was the dad and their little girl Chloe was nearly 3.

Cindy did some babysitting for them from time to time and sometimes I would tag along.

Mel would always make a point of changing Chloe's nappy on a changing mat on the living room floor just before they left for their evening out whilst Mel and Cindy were chatting.

I used to sit there transfixed watching Mel getting Chloe changed and I was also aware that Mel was watching me watching her.

The following morning after one of these babysitting evenings, Mel was outside getting her car ready to go shopping with Chloe and we were chatting whilst I was out playing. Mel said she was going shopping with Chloe and asked if I wanted to come too as I could then help her by watching Chloe.

I ran back home to ask mom then ran back to Mel's to go with them. As I got back, Mel had taken Chloe in and was changing her nappy and I went in and watched as usual and started chatting with Mel. As Mel finished getting Chloe changed, she then turned to me and asked if I wanted to wear a nappy too? Of course I did but I couldn't tell Mel that. As it turned out I didn't need to tell Mel already knew I was interested. Mel said

“come on then” while gesturing to the nappies and rubbers in the basket and guided me round to the changing pad

Then it just happened, Mel took off my shorts and pants before getting a couple of nappies and folding like I had seen mom do. Nappy pinned on, rubbers, pants and shorts pulled up and I was ready.

“does that feel better then”?

I had no words and we were soon in the car with Chloe in her baby seat in the back and I sat in the front with Mel.

We went to a big supermarket and put Chloe in the seat of the trolley which I pushed round following Mel as she started loading up the trolley. I began to feel like I needed a wee and must have been jiggling about to attract Mel's attention as she looked at me and giggled. She then whispered in my ear that little boys in nappies don't need to wait for a toilet as they can just use their nappy. I whispered back that I didn't know that I was allowed to. Mel knelt down in front of me and started tickling me and it didn't take many seconds for me to wet myself.

“Nappies just get used, if you could ask then you would not need a nappy”

No longer needing a wee and my wet nappy hidden in my shorts, we finished the shopping and got the car loaded and were soon heading off back home with me thinking about what Mel said, you don’t need to ask to use your nappy.

Once back to Mel's, I helped unload and unpack the shopping and even had another wee in my nappy whilst we were doing it but it was soon time to go home. I slipped my shorts and nappy off and got my pants back which I pulled on along with my shorts. I thanked Mel for a great day and she thanked me for helping and said we could do it again if I wanted.

That started to become our routine that on a Saturday, I would go up to Mel's and then go shopping with her and Chloe. Chloe worked out what was happening too as when I got there on a Saturday morning, she would go and get a nappy and baby rubbers and give them to her mom saying

“Gary nappy” at which Mel would put a nappy on me followed by my shorts. We would then climb into the car and off to the supermarket. It was guaranteed that by the time we got back to the car that I would have a wet nappy.

On the one occasion as we got back to Mel's and were unloading the car. Chloe was behind me and said

“Gary wet” not knowing what she was meaning, Mel pointed out that there two wet marks on the back of my shorts where my nappy had leaked but not to worry.

Once inside, Mel took me into the living room and onto the changing mat, she whipped off my shorts and pulled the baby rubbers to my ankles and unpinned the wet nappy. With my bum still in the air, she slid another nappy under me and pinned it into place before pulling baby rubbers back over my nappy. Mel then said that I will be ok like this while she gets my shorts dry.

I went back out in the garden with Chloe, now just wearing a nappy and a T-Shirt and we started playing while Mel rinsed out my shorts and put them in the tumble dryer.

Whilst we were playing, I noticed that someone else was in the kitchen talking to Mel. It was her sister Mandy who was my age. Mandy's mum had dropped Mandy off at Mel's as they were driving past. I had met Mandy on a couple of occasions, we liked each other but now I felt a bit stuck as I was outside in just a nappy clearly on show.

Mandy had been born with a disability which meant that she need help walking and sometimes used a wheelchair.

Mandy came out into the garden using a pair of crutches to find what me and Chloe were doing and found us in the sand pit. I sat there playing in the sand as Mandy came and sat with us and with my nervousness, began to wet my nappy in front of her. Mandy smiled at me and said

“has someone got a wet bum” but leant over to Chloe and checked the state of her nappy whilst still smiling at me!

Mel then appeared with a tray of drinks for us all. Me and Chloe stayed in the sand pit but Mel and Mandy sat in the chairs on the patio. Mandy was wearing a short summer dress that came half way down her thighs but as she was sitting at the table, from our viewpoint on the ground, I could see clearly up her dress and from the distinctive bulge, Mandy was wearing a nappy too.

Mandy noticed me looking and looked me straight in the eye then down to my nappy then back to my eyes and giggled.

We finished our drinks and Mel said that my shorts were done. We all went inside and while Mandy and Mel were talking, Mel slid my wet nappy off me and passed me my shorts and pants which I pulled on. With Mandy and Mel still chatting away like it was the most normal situation in the world with not one comment about wet nappies.

Following that weekend, Mandy started appearing regularly on a Saturday and we all went shopping together only now I had to sit in the back with Chloe as it was easier for Mandy to get in the front. Every Saturday though, I would be pinned into a nappy as soon as I got there.

On a couple of occasions, we went a bit further to a much bigger supermarket and we even had a drink and a cake. After my first leaky nappy incident, Mel was not taking chances and on returning to the car, she got me to lay down in the back of the station wagon so she could change my nappy. Mandy stepped in and changed Chloe at the same time.

The following week and I was in my nappy again and we were heading for the bigger supermarket. I was pushing Chloe as usual and felt as I looded my nappy whilst waiting for Mel and Mandy to catch up. Mel and Mandy were a bit closer than I thought as I was looking the wrong way but I felt as Mel put her hand on my bum and said

“Oh dear, someone needs his nappy changing” and Mandy was just sniggering.

We finished the shopping first and then back to the car for nappy changes before driving home.

Mandy and I tried to get closer to each other with attempts at kissing and cuddling but in effect all we were doing was pressing our nappies together. Still we were both grateful that we were not being mocked. I went on to find out that Mandy had always been in nappies due to her disabilities and although now could usually make it to the loo most of the time, she was still not reliable so kept her nappies as well. She had been teased a lot when she was little because of her nappies so Mel had manipulated my interest in nappies to help Mandy feel better about herself as she was not the only one our age wearing them.

We got back to Mel's and put the shopping away before going into the garden to play. Mandy had pushed me over before wrestling me to the ground and then sitting one me. I could feel the smooth plastic of her baby rubbers and the padding of her nappy on my tummy and whilst staring at me felt warmth then heat as she wet her nappy. With a bit more wrestling and a bit of tickling, I was soon in a wet nappy too.

1976I’m now 11 and my dad died. This hit me hard, it hit us all hard, but I started wetting my bed. I was really worried that I was going to get in to trouble. Ben was now 6 so all of the nappies had gone.

I then started to take small towels out of the airing cupboard that I did not think would be missed and used them as nappies.

I now had a kind of nappy to lie on if I wet but I kept moving about in my bed,

I knew that my mom had some nappy pins in her sewing box so I took a couple of those. I figured that if I pin the towels on on then it would still be under me if I moved. Success.

But some days the wet spot would be quite big and my bed was then still damp so I got a carrier bag out of the kitchen and cut the corners off and then slid it up over the towel and I’d nailed it. My bed now stayed dry and if I washed the nappy in the shower in the morning and then put it on my radiator under my towel then it would be dry again by the time I went to bed.

The carrier bags were only a single use thing though so I need some Baby Pants. Plastic pants to go over my nappy and keep my bed dry even though everybody called them Rubbers.

Around this time, Cindy and I had been to youth club at the school and we had been in the swimming baths. On getting out in the changing rooms, someone had left a clean nappy on the side and some of the boys in there were making fun of whose it might be but left it alone. We were all soon back in the main building getting ready to go home when I got the plan to nip back to the now empty changing room and get the nappy which I did.

I now had a nappy and pins then eventually I plucked up the courage to go in the shop in the village to get some Baby Pants. I waited until the shop was empty before going in and asking for a pair. I was asked what size, I didn’t know they came in sizes so just asked for medium. I paid and got out quick.

Fortunately, I was a very skinny child and the Baby Pants still fit me although slightly snug and I now had everything I needed to keep my bed dry. Better still I actually quite liked wearing them as they were snug and comfy and made me feel safe. That night as I lay in my bed in my actual nappy and actual Baby Pants, I felt great. Something that I didn’t feel often as I was a small skinny child who was constantly bullied at school and didn’t really fit in with most of my classmates at home either as I wasn’t interested in football or cricket so didn’t play with them. As I was lying there, I felt I needed a wee and for the first time that I remember, just lay there and wet my nappy before drifting off into a deep sleep, now feeling relaxed and finally complete.

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Author: gbab65
Timestamp: Aug 18, 2024 at 8:11 PM
Content: My Padded Life 1977-791977I had a paper round and a bike so I was able to go to the other villages around us and slowly get more bits and pieces. I found one shop that sold nappies individually so bought a couple of those at a time and then saw that another shop sold XL Baby Pants. Bingo and went in for a couple of pairs.

With the extra supplies I now had, even though I was now wearing a nappy every night and waking up in a wet nappy every morning, I was able to have fun with them as well and started putting my nappy on when I got home from school before going off to do my paper round and leaving my nappy on under my PJ’s in a morning when I got up at weekends. As it was summer, I just made sure to wear my baggy running shorts over my nappy during the day so it was hidden and I made full use of my nappy whilst wearing it.

On one occasion I had cycled into the next village to get some XL Baby Pants called Kintal, I had used these before and was actually wearing them at the time with my nappy. I went into the empty shop and waited to be served when a lady walked in behind me with a little girl who was quite energetic jumping and playing whilst we waited. A lady came out and I asked for 2 pairs of the extra-large Baby Pants. Just as I was asking another girl came out from the back and it was my mates older sister Susan who I had met a couple of times at school but where I was a 2nd year, she was a 5th year. Susan heard what I had asked for and said she would get them and popped down the stairs at the side of the shop. Just then the little girl behind me asked if my mom had a baby, I getting tongue tied said something about a friend visiting who had forgotten spare Baby Pants and so I was just running an errand. Susan then came back up the stairs and into the shop with a grin on her face. She said these were really good for older boys and then whispered to me to look at the little girl and the way her nappy kept peeking out the back of her shorts which they were. She then said she could see my nappy peeking out under my shorts too, especially when she was down the stairs, though my secret was safe with her.

My next discovery was Boots Brumas Extra Extra Large Baby pants. These were great and a bit bigger than my Kintal Baby pants. They had a forward facing leg which meant there was a lot more space around my bottom. The actual effect though was that my nappy was a lot more likely to be sticking out the bottom of my shorts though. But I liked the bulky feeling.

I had also found Paddi-pads, disposable pads designed to be used with special pants which were just too small for me. The Paddi Pads however were perfect as a booster in my Terry nappies and not as bulky as doubled up Terry nappies.

Me and my mate Mick had this game where we pretended to have to wear Paddi Pads when things got scary, one two or sometimes even three if something was really terrifying. Makes me wonder, I was actually wearing Paddi Pads at times, I sometimes wonder if Mick was too.

I woke up one Saturday morning with an ache for a number 2 but I was nice and snuggly in my bed not wanting to move. My nappy was already wet and with barely a thought felt my bum release and I filled my nappy. A little while later when there was nobody upstairs, I snuck to the bathroom to get sorted. I pulled my nappy off, dumped it in the loo and off in the shower wringing the nappy out as best I could then going back to my room to hide it under my towel and put the Baby Pants behind the radiator to dry and straight back into another nappy.

I did not dare wear a nappy for school but had my routine sorted and built up a collection of nappies Baby Pants and pins that I kept locked in an old sideboard in my bedroom. Every day, home from school, upstairs uniform off, damp pants off, nappy and play clothes on before going back out to do my paper round. I would then come home for tea, do my homework, go back downstairs to watch some telly before going back upstairs to get ready for bed and a nappy change as well. Sometimes I would even put my PJ’s and a nappy on early and come down to watch telly dressed like that and nobody had any idea what I was doing. Or so I thought.

On one Sunday, me and Cindy had gone out on our bikes to go to a park a few miles away. Whilst cycling I was wetting but tried to just carry on as if nothing had happened. However, Cindy asked why there were two wet marks were on the bottom of my jeans at the top of my legs. As usual I was tongue tied but Cindy realised that my bum looked too big like a nappy, not just wearing a nappy but wearing a wet nappy. We stopped by the side of the road and a gate entry in the middle of nowhere and I admitted that I was wearing a nappy. She asked why and I just said because. She said she thought my bum had looked funny on a couple of occasions as home, like a nappy under my PJ’s but she just dismissed it. Now she knew better.

I grabbed the bag off my bike and hid behind the hedge to change my wet nappy, fortunately I had planned that I might need a nappy change and had brought a spare nappy with me. I was struggling a bit so Cindy said that provided I’m covered up then she will help with the pins which she did a better job than me, she even held my Baby Pants open to step back into and pulled them up over my nappy. The wet marks on my jeans soon disappeared as it was a warm day. She reminisced over the last time she wore a nappy as a little girl but then I reminded her on the swings, she said oh yeh but she was only wearing it but I told her that I still remember her wearing it and saw her wet it too. She just shrugged and then said come on then Baby, let’s get going.

I had come home from school on one Tuesday and went upstairs to get changed as normal, nappy and shorts on and out to do my paper round. As I was coming home I was wet. This was not unusual and but I used my nappy again while putting my bike away without even thinking. I knew I was quite safe though as it happens sometimes and everybody was always busy doing something at this time of night so just snuck through the house and upstairs to my room to change without really being noticed.

As I got upstairs my mom was in my room sitting on my bed waiting for me. Quick thinking I turned round to go to the loo but she said she needed to talk to me first. I had been cornered and worse still I was wearing a very wet nappy.

I went into my room and she told me to close the door and then she coaxed me to sit on my bed next to her. She then started to tell me what she knew and she knew a lot.

She knew I wore a nappy to bed every night as she comes to tuck me in and sees it when the covers are pushed off me in my sleep.
She knew I had a wet nappy every morning and washed it in the shower as she recognised the shape of a wet nappy under my PJ’s and she quite often felt it when she was tucking me in at night.
She knew I tried to dry my nappies under my towel on the radiator as she had been taking them to wash and dry and then put back under my towel while I was at school.
She knew I came home and put a nappy on before going out to do my papers as she could tell the shape of my nappy bum under my clothes.
She knew that I got ready for bed early so I could change my nappy at the same time as she could hear me.
She knew that I was wearing a nappy when I came down in my PJ’s to watch telly as she could see it, both the shape of my puffy bottom and could actually see the nappy hanging below my shorts when I was lying on my front in front of the fire to watch telly.
She knew that I was wearing a nappy in the morning at weekends as moms can smell and spot wet nappies from miles away.
She knew that I was wearing a nappy all day at the weekends as I had the unmistakeable nappy bulge under my clothes.
I wasn’t nearly as good at being sneaky as I thought I was. I then noticed that there was a pile, an actual pile of nappies sitting on top of the old sideboard where she used to put Ben’s rather than hidden inside where I kept mine. She went on to say that she knew I was having a problem since my dad had died and that she was here for me if I needed her. I was tearing up not knowing what to say so saying nothing.

She asked me if I had been wetting the bed to which I just nodded, she said that made sense then. She asked me if I was wetting during the day to which I shook my head half yes and half no. She asked me if I had a problem with pooping to which I shook my head no. With a big smile on her face she turned to tickle me and then said ok then Mr. Soggy Pants lets get you sorted. She said

“It’s OK, don’t worry, we will get through this together.” She then lay me across her lap. Completely unexpected but a manoeuvre I had seen her perform many times before when she was changing Ben’s nappy.

She had my shorts off in a flash leaving my now obviously used nappy on display. She lifted my legs and pulled my Baby Pants off before unpinning my nappy and wiping me with the wet part of the nappy that had been at the front. She then took a clean nappy and lay it on my bed before taking a second nappy and folding it half placed on the centre of the first nappy. She then folded the front edge over making a truncated triangle shape and placed me on top. A quick dusting of baby powder and the nappy pulled up between my legs. She pinned the nappy nice and snuggly on each side and the pulled a larger pair of Baby Pants over my nappy.

Talking to me while changing my nappy, mom said

“I’m not sure what is happening here, I don’t mind that your wearing nappies but I do think we need to find out why you are so I want you to go and talk to the Doctor”.

I could feel straight away that the nappies were not my normal ones as these were much thicker and softer. Now sorted, she told me to just put my new stretchy PJ shorts and T-shirt on and come down for tea.

My brother and sister joined us at the table. Ben never said a word, smirk or grimace but Cindy was grinning like a Cheshire cat as she obviously knew I was wearing quite a bulky nappy under my new stretchy shorts as they did not hide much.

Mom did not get into a habit of changing my nappy and just left me to it but she had put a bucket in her bathroom and told me to put my nappies in there after I washed them in the shower and she would sort them. As I was wearing a nappy twice or three times a day in the week and at least four a day at weekends and usually doubled them up as well, that was a lot of nappies a week and there were soon more white terry squares hanging on our washing line again just like our neighbours and mine were kept in a pile on the sideboard in our room just as they always had. I don’t think Ben even noticed they were back as they had always been there before.

A few weeks later and mom took me out of school for a Dr’s appointment. The doctor referred me to see a ‘Sexual Psychologist’ who told me straight that she had never heard of anything like this before. She tried me on relaxation therapy and asked me to think of nasty things every time I played with myself in my nappy and then to think of nice things when I played with myself over girlie mags. I went to see this psychologist regularly for about three months; even wearing my nappy on some visits, but decided to stop, as it was making no difference to my nappy regime. The thing is, nappies were never about sex or girls or any of that. Nappies did not excite me in that way. Nappies are just for wetting and pooping and that is what I did, I wet and pooped my nappy, all of the time. My mom agreed with my decision and said she would see how I went on, as she did not really think it would be a problem until I was about 20 and by that point I would probably have grown out of the habit anyway.

I was mainly changing my own nappies now but mom was staying on top of the washing for me. There was no attempt to hide it from Cindy and Ben and mom just told them I was poorly and to be nice to me as they wouldn’t like what I had but they could not catch it. Ben didn’t argue with that. Cindy however was not sure what was really going on, so she just went along with mom that it was something I needed medically.

A few times I was in the house with my nappy and shorts on and knowing that my shorts left my nappy a bit on show beneath, especially when I had my XXL Baby pants with forward facing legs leaving about an inch of nappy and baby pants hanging below my shorts and mom would sing

I can see your nappy, I can see your nappy.

Another time, I was out in the village having just been to the shops to get some vegetables for mom when a kid I knew called Billy was out in the street and started bragging about how good he was at stealing. He said he could prove it, he would go straight home and steal one of his moms cigarette’s and bring it back to me. I laughed at him, I said

“Cigarettes are easy because they are small, you need to try something bigger.”

“Like what” he said

“I don’t know, something that nobody would ever expect” I smirked at him

“I’ve got a little brother, I could steal his dummy”

“Too easy”

“I could steal a nappy”

“No, you wouldn’t dare as you would never get away with that”

“Wait here he said” and was gone. He came back 10 minutes later empty handed but rather padded under his shorts,

“Mom caught me” he said “She asked me where I was taking a nappy to and I said you dared me. She didn’t believe me and looked out the window and could see you waiting. She is now making me wear a nappy as punishment and she is going to see your mom.”

“Shit” was all I said and got on my bike to get home quick and then I could just deny everything.

An hour later and there is a knock at our door and it is Billies mom with Billy and he is holding a carrier bag and still wearing a very obvious nappy under his shorts. Mom answers the door to them

“Oh hello Mrs. Harris, Billy, how can I help you”

“Oh hello Mrs. Butter, I just need a quick word with you about our boys.”

“Yes Mrs. Harris”

“The thing is Mrs. Butter, I caught Billy stealing one of his brother’s nappies, he is normally such a good boy, he said that Gary had told him to, I could see Gary waiting at the end of the road so I believed him.”

“Yes Mrs. Harris”

“I told Billy that his punishment should fit the crime and I have put him back in nappies to help him think about what he has done. I know that you will support me with this”

“Yes Mrs. Harris”

“So I have bought you some nappies and baby rubbers so you can punish Gary the same way.” Mrs Harris said while passing my mom the carrier bag.

“Oh, thank you Mrs. Harris” mom said while accepting the bag. “I will sit him down and right now and have a stern word with him.” And then mom closed the door and looking at me said

“We need a word in the kitchen, now,”

As we got into the kitchen, mom turned round and she was laughing and she said

“Could you see Billys nappy hehehe Billy a good boy, well that’s a first. Well at least she has given you some new nappies, they look clean enough but I’ll still boil wash them first to be sure and these baby pants are huge, they will easily fit over your nappies, Billy must be wearing them all of the time as they are too big for his little brother. It took me all my strength not to shout back at her, but I thought it best not to make a scene. Now as Mrs. Harris said, the punishment must fit the crime so go upstairs to your room now and take your trousers off.”

I went upstairs and took my shorts off exposing my wet nappy. Then mom came up with some fresh nappies that she had just washed and dried and told me

“Get on your bed” and she started changing my nappy for me.

“You are such a naughty boy that I am putting you back in nappies too” she said giggling to herself.

“But mom, I’m already wearing a nappy” I replied

“Yes I know, but you did that, Now I’m putting you in nappies. My decision not yours” she said as she unpinned my wet nappy and pulled it from under me.

“Why did you tell him to steal a nappy?” she asked “and I know you did as Billy is not smart enough to make up a story like that. Mrs Harris also knows Billy is not smart enough to make up stories either which is why she was round here blaming you.” As she put a clean nappy under me and started to pin it tightly.

“Because he wanted to steal cigarettes for me and what would I want a cigarette for” I said. Mom just giggled and pulled my baby pants over my nappy and gave me the biggest hug.

“You really are my smart and clever baby but be careful who you tell about nappies, some people will mind very much. If you want nappies in future then just ask me and I will get them for you, don’t ask other people to steal them for you and especially not Billy Harris.”

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I thought I just did as I liked and wore as I liked and used as I liked. However, Mom had noticed that there were patterns that went along with my mood and stress levels. I was being bullied at school, but this was the 70’s so it was just a case of suffer in silence. If I had a bad day at school then mom would know as I used my nappy and would need a change before I had even gone out. Really good days and I might not get my nappy on until just before I left for my paper round. I had no control at night now and very little control in the day. I could go to school in underwear, but I had to ensure that I visited the toilet at the beginning and end of every break. Even then, it was not unusual to have damp underwear by the time I got home and changed into my nappy. Mom made sure I had nappies on the side in my room and that I had a nappy and baby pants on whenever we left the house for more than 10 minutes, mom was at least subtle about this with a comment of

“We are going out in 10 minutes and I have left your things on your bed”. This was my que to go and change my nappy. She would usually put a nappy and baby pants out with my clothes in a morning when not at school and make sure that there were nappies available for when I got home from school.

I loved weekend mornings when I could just come down, still in my nappy and watch the telly while lying on the floor in front of the telly and just lie there and wet it again if I liked. Sometimes Ben and Cindy would come down just whilst I was sitting in my wet nappy. Ben seemed to have no idea anything was different, but Cindy would state

“Someone needs his nappy changing and I’m not doing it” and then she would sit on the settee cuddling Ben. If mom came down and caught me, she would just say

“Go on then, I think you need a shower”

That year I went on my first School trip and we went to Switzerland. I was more nervous about I than mom was and was also scared about how I would cope with bedtime and nappies. Mom persuaded me that I will be OK as I am able to look after myself at home when necessary so 6 nights away should be doable. I asked straight

“How”

“Easy pack 6, you’ll no doubt be wearing 2 for the trip there and then wash and dry the pairs as you go.

Leave your nighttime nappies in your bed, then have a shower and wash last nights and what you wear in the day and leave them on the bathroom radiator like you do at home.”

So that was the plan.

On the way to Switzerland, I was wearing my normal double nappy and had packed 6 nappies and 3 pairs of baby pants under my clothes, I was paired with my mate Mike and he seemed as nervous as me with the sleeping arrangements. We had dinner at the hotel and we were all keen for an early night and then went up to our rooms. We went in and sat on our beds and chatted for a while when Mike said he was going to get ready for bed. He tool a smaller PE sized bag out of his suitcase and is pyjama’s and locked himself in our en-suite, I knew this was my only chance, I quickly undressed and slid my nappy off before going under the clothes in my case for my clean nappies and pants. Laid out, pinned on and pants pulled on in record time then pyjamas on. I put my damp nappy under my towel with the intention of sorting it in the en-suite and closed my case just as mike was coming out. I went into the en-suite to brush my teeth with my nappy bundled in my towel. I rinsed everything through and towel dried my baby pants then put the nappy on the towel rail covered by another towel then got into bed leaving my baby pants wrapped in my towel on top of my suitcase. The bed crinkled a bit as it had a mattress protector on but lights out and I was asleep in minutes.

The following morning, I woke up and worked out where I was. Quick as I could, I slid my nappy off and left it in the bottom of my bed and then put my damp baby pants there too. Hid my clean nappy and pants in my towel them when mike finished, I went in for a shower taking my bits with me. Showered and dressed, I went back into room where Mike was already dressed and I finished getting dressed then we went down for breakfast. After breakfast, Mike said he needed something out of our room and ran up the stairs. He reappeared a couple of minutes later saying no-go, the cleaners were already in our room making our beds. I panicked at this point, I never thought of the hotel making our beds. Nothing I could do about it now so I let it go as we had our first day out.

Just like the previous day, I could feel my nappy was getting a bit wet but I went and tried to wee in the toilet every chance I got by locking my self in a cubicle, pulling my trousers and baby pants down a bit then unpinning one side of my nappy, wee as much as possible then put myself back together.

This method worked quite well and at the end of our first day, I was wet but not leaking and that was the main thing. We went up to our rooms with a sense of dread descending on me with each step. On entering our room, it looked how we left it just that the beds were made. I tried to keep calm as I noticed the package I had left in the bottom of my bed did not appear to be there as the bed was flat.

Mike went into the en-suite and closed the door and I quickly checked between my sheets and I could not believe what I found. Lying down the middle of bed under the covers, were 4 pristine white nappies folded in half and lay in a pile. By them were 2 pairs of my baby pants that some how looked like new. Somebody had washed and dried my nappies for me and left them in my bed, I remade my bed just as mike came out and we went down for dinner.

We all went into the games room afterwards where we were playing games and drinking Coca-Cola. I was sat with a girl called Elizabeth from my class but we didn’t really know each other so we were chatting about where we lived and what we liked. Elizabeth lived in a different village a few miles from my house and she lived on a farm that her parents ran and she had a 3 year-old sister that she was always having to look after.

Eventually after an hour or so it was getting late and I wanted to go to bed. Mike was still playing on the pool table so I took our key, telling Mike to just knock, me and Elizabeth walked up stairs together, her room was first so we stopped and said good night and tried to kiss but neither of us knowing how just gave a quick peck and then I left. Undressed and wet nappy off followed by clean nappy on and spare nappies in my suitcase. Pyjama’s on I was just about to go and rinse my nappy when I heard the door knock, it was Mike. I got into bed as mike took his things into the en-suite and came out a few minutes later and straight into bed, lights out and asleep immediately.

The following morning and I was in a dilemma, were they going to sort my nappies again? I took the chance as I had enough time to wash and dry with 4 full sets available so left 2 nappy bundles at the bottom of my bed as I bundled a clean nappy and shorts into the en-suite as mike came out.

Dressed and I headed down to breakfast, I saw the cleaning lady outside the room next to mine and feeling a little brave, I quietly said to her

“Bon-jour madame comment alez vous, les couche, merci bien” she gave me the biggest smile and replied

“Bon Bebe” I then noticed Elizabeth had come up to get me and she was chuckling to herself, good French and we immediately started chatting. Mike was off with Louise so I spent the day with Elizabeth.

On returning to the hotel later, I went up to our room first as Mike was hanging out with Louise. The first thing I did was check my bed and sure enough, there were all of my nappies and baby pants gleaming and immaculate. Moved half my stash to my suitcase and left the rest for later.

There was a soft knock at the door and opened it to find Elizabeth

“You ready for dinner then”

I followed her out and locked the door and passed the key to Mike on the staircase as he was on his way up with Louise.

We ate dinner together and stayed together all evening in the games room. We stayed up a bit later but I walked her to her room to say good night.

“I do know you know” she said to me

“Know what I replied”

“when the time is right we can say”

I quick peck and she was gone. I hadn’t seen Mike all night and on knocking the door was asked

“Who is it”

“It’s Gary, I want to come into the room” Mike opened the door a crack to check I was on my own then let me in.

“It’s all over for me” looking visibly shaken

“What’s all over”

“Louise”

“Come on mate, no big deal, you’ve only known her two days”

“I know, but she knows”

“Knows what?”

“She found out about me when we came up earlier, She started going in my suit case and I couldn’t stop her, then she found them”

“Found what”

“You must swear that you will never repeat a word of this, go on swear”

“OK I swear, I really do swear”

“OK she found my pads, I have always had an issue with going to the toilet and I have to wear pad to keep my clothes dry. You know where we play that game and we say 1 pad or pads, well I really have to wear pads and she found the pack in my suitcase and I actually have Paddi-Pads with me, she knew what they were straight away as her sister used to have them.”

“Don’t worry mate, just deny it, I bet your not the only one in our group with some kind of similar issue. I was told it is 1 in 10 at our age so with 30 of us here, there will probably be another 2.”

“1 in 10, who told you that”

“My therapist”

“Why do you need a therapist”

I just pulled my trousers down and stood in front of him in my wet nappy. Mike looked, rubbed his eyes and rubbed again then said

“Are you wearing a nappy?”

“Yes and I need to change it for bed.” I grabbed my clean nappy and baby pants along with my pyjamas not even trying to hide it now then went into en-suite to get ready for bed.

I woke the following morning to find Mike lying on his bed with his Paddi-Pad and popper pants and trying to fasten everything. He still seemed upset as I got out of bed and in to the en-suite for a shower. I came out naked and stuffed my wet nappy bundle at the bottom of my bed then took my clean nappies and pinned them on and got my baby pants on with Mike watching.

“How do you get away with that” Mike asked

“No idea, I have no choice so just get on with it”

“I used to wear proper nappies but mom got me these as they are more discreet, not as good but less likely to be seen.”

“So what did Louise actually say”

“Not much really, something along the lines of Oh I don’t believe this, my baby sister has these and then she ran off laughing to herself. Leaving me to sit here with no idea of what happens next”

“Well don’t panic yet, she is sharing with Elizabeth, she will sort it, I know she will,”

We went down to breakfast and sure enough Elizabeth and Louise are already in there. We get our breakfast and took a table on the other side of the room from them and started eating. I see Elizabeth coming over to our table and Louise is left on her own staring at the floor.

“Can we join you please, we really need to talk.”

Mike was like

“But erm argh” and I say

“OK” Elizabeth clears her throat catching Louises attention and nods her head. Louise walks over they sit down and we all feel the tension at the table. Elizabeth looks at Louise and says

“Well” Louise looking at the table mutters

“Sorry” not loud enough for Elizabeth, Elizabeth says

“Properly” to which Louise lifts her head up looking straight at mike and says

“I am sorry that I laughed at you last night, it was really cruel of me, I would like you to forgive me so we can all carry on enjoying our holiday” Mike now looking more pleased, but keeping her voice down so only us 4 could hear, Elizabeth elaborates

“What she meant to say was that up until only last Christmas, she was also still a bedwetter and her mom used to make her wear nappies to bed and in the car. OK, Gary come with me a sec” and we left Mike and Louise to just look at each other before they then started chatting.

Sitting down with Elizabeth, she looked at me and cupped her hands around mine,

“I would never do that to you, you know that don’t you” and I was just trying to think what she knows “I told you I know and tonight was a little too close for comfort so I will just say it so we know where we are or more importantly, you know where you are with me”

“But I have no idea what you are talking about” I replied

“Ok here goes,

yesterday on the mountain railway, Louise could see up your shorts and said it looked like you were wearing a nappy,
I looked too and it was quite obvious as you had your legs spread
I could clearly see your nappy up the leg opening of your shorts,
I told her she was seeing things.
Then when we were finishing lunch you bent down to tie your laces back up and your shirt rode up and I could see your nappy and baby pants above the waistband of your shorts
then when you were talking to the French lady doing our rooms you said Good Morning Madam how are you, the nappies, thank you very much and she said beautiful baby.
I know you are still in nappies and I should find a more grown up friend, but I don’t care providing you are nice to me, after all as my mom was always telling me, better wet nappies than wet knickers”

“I don’t wear knickers!”

“I know you don’t, but you do have wet nappies” now chuckling to herself

I clearly I wasn’t the only one with a smattering of French.

“Also I have a little sister so I know a wet nappy bum when I see one and you definitely have the cutest little nappy bum I’ve seen.” Leaving me speechless.

“I wanted to say thank you as they have been washing and drying my nappies for me without asking, it only seemed right to say thanks an so now I have plenty and takes the stress of me trying to wash them”

Louise and Mike come over to join us and now holding hands again. We are all in the corner of the room without anyone near enough to hear our hushed conversation. Louise is first to speak

“Sorry, I got all of this completely wrong and I was completely out of order. Thank you for letting us get back together. I used to have to wear things for bed an being so relieved to be past that babyish stage, I was surprised to find that I was not the only one and reacted badly.”

“babyish” prompted Elizabeth

“well that is what mom always said, baby pads, baby nappies, baby rubbers, baby habit”

“OK” said Elizabeth then Mike seemingly now more comfortable with the conversation joined in

“Well my Paddi-Pads are clearly aimed at children a lot younger than me and Gary’s nappy and Baby pants are exactly what a baby wears” Louises’s eyed went wide as she looked at me

“I knew it” she said “You were wearing a nappy under your shorts yesterday and I saw it. Oh my god!” when Elizabeth then jumped back in

“Yes, he was and just think how brave you have to be to do that. I couldn’t do it but both of these can. I think we should support them with their issue like we would need if it were ours, don’t you think?” Louise was deep in thought,

“are you really wearing a nappy right now.” And I nodded “I used to love the feeling and comfort of my nappies but mom was always telling me off and to stop being a baby and getting really cross at me. I sometimes wish I could go back” Elizabeth was hatching a plan

“Gary could we borrow some of your supplies” seeing where this was going I said

“Of course” and passed her our room key. Elizabeth and Louise then ran off giggling together.

“I think you going to be safe” I told Mike “if they are doing what I think they are doing then they will not tell on you.” Elizabeth and Louise came back and sat with us

“OMG this is amazing” Louise muttered while Elizabeth just handed me the key back.

“What is” said Mike

“Elizabeth just put me back in nappies and it feels amazing” lifting her skirt to look at her nappy

Mike giggled and hugged her, I think we all know that feeling

“Not me” added Elizabeth, “but one of us has to be the grown up.” Mike and Louise got up to go for a walk before that days events started and I just caught a sneaky glimpse of something hanging below Louises skirt

“Is she wearing a nappy?” I asked,

“Well apparently 10% of children our age have issues with toileting so out of 30 kids that would make 3 still in nappies. I even think I might know who they are” Elizabeth said grinning at me

1978I’m now 12 coming up to 13, I woke new years day feeling very refreshed but as usual also in a wet nappy. Even so, I went downstairs to say good morning to everybody and have my breakfast. I sat on the floor in front of the telly watching cartoons and eating my cereal. Mom came in a little while later to say we were going to see Annie and the boys. I was told to go and get a shower then get dressed in the clothes mom had put on my bed. I went up into the bathroom but did not feel like sitting on the loo so just got in the shower and rinsed my nappy and Baby Pants out before wrapping my towel round me and taking my wet things to drop in the bucket in mom’s bathroom. I then went to my room where I found my shorts and shirt on my bed on top of a couple of nappies and Baby Pants. I soon had the nappy pinned on with the Baby Pants pulled up and my clothes on over the top hiding everything.

When we got to Annie’s it was still morning and although the boys were up, they were still in their PJ’s and I could also see that Simon was in a nappy even though he was now 6. Ben and I just joined them on the floor playing with Lego bricks and making things to be broken down and made into something else. Annie then took the boys upstairs to get them dressed and then they came back down again. Simon still obviously in a nappy and Leo in his big boy pants and shorts. We were still playing with Lego’s when Leo went behind me and started giggling, My Shorts had ridden down and my T-Shirt had ridden up exposing the top of my nappy and Baby Pants and he was pointing at me and singing

“Gary’s got a nappy on”

Annie told him to hush or you will be back in a nappy too.

Annie and my mom were sat talking and Annie was telling her that Simon had some developmental delays and was still wet day and night. Mom then went to tell Annie that I had been wet at night since losing my dad and quite often wet in the day but never at school! My mom had no issue with my wanting to wear nappies so she just let me.

We carried on playing for a while and then we all went to the park. All running around and climbing everything in sight. We then went into town.

Whilst in town we went to a burger bar for lunch and we all drank loads of pop as it was free refills. Following that it was back to the park on the way home. I was doing the monkey bars with Cindy when I just soaked my nappy! No effort and unexpected.

Later, we finally walked back to Annie’s. Annie went upstairs to change Simon and and brought him down in a clean outfit. Mom asked Annie if she minded whilst looking at the stairs and Annie said of course not. Mom then told me to come with her and I followed her up the stairs to the boy’s room where there was a changing pad already on the floor. Mom knelt down on the floor before beckoning me to lie on the changing pad. Grabbing my ankles, she lifted my legs and pulled my shorts off completely and then my Baby Pants. She then unpinned my used nappy and pulled it from under me with the normal wipe down and clean up with the wet end of my nappy. She got some baby wipes, a clean double nappy and clean baby pants out of her bag and wiped me down before sliding the nappy back under my bum. Nappy pulled up between my legs and pinned into place she then got me to stand up and step into my Baby Pants that were pulled up and checked for escaping nappy in the leg elastics. Used nappy and stuff into a carrier bag then into her bag. Shorts pulled up and T-Shirt pulled down, we went back downstairs to continue playing.

This pretty much set the routine for the next few years, I was wearing a nappy most of the time out of school but I could also be a big boy if I wanted or needed to. Mom also settled into the routine where I was looking after most of my own nappy changes but she was still washing and drying them for me. On a couple of occasions she would change me, like the one time I had the flu and didn’t have the energy to get out of bed and then on another time on my 13th Birthday where she changed me in the living room on the floor in front of the fire as we were going out for the day and she wanted to spoil me.

I very rarely remembered to take spare nappies with me when we went out I was very fortunate that mom always seemed to have what I needed in her bag.

1979I’m now 14, that year we also went on holiday with another friend of mom’s and her family. Uncle Dave, Aunty Sylvia, Grace 11 and Leo 2. We were staying in an old cottage that had loads of bedrooms but no indoor loo. Me Ben and Leo shared one room then Cindy and Grace shared another. I did not pay too much attention when we first arrived as we were just playing outside on the beach and helping unpack the cars. The beach at the front of the house was called a tidal beach and it was unsafe for us to go very far onto so we had to stay by the cottage. Uncle Dave set up a chemical toilet in a bedroom to save anybody going outside at night. Glad I didn’t have to use that as I was staying in my nappies for this week. Obviously being only 2, Leo was also still in nappies.

The first morning I was already awake when Aunty Sylvia told us to come down for breakfast. My nappy was wet but not leaking and Leo looked to be in the same state as me. Ben had to make a quick stop at the Porta Potti but my mom was in there and Cindy was waiting to go to in front of him. I went downstairs where Grace was sitting cross-legged on the floor and I could see under her nightie that she was wearing a nappy too.

We had breakfast and then I went upstairs to get dressed. Mom had laid out my shorts and T-shirt for the day with double nappy and Baby Pants underneath. She knew me too well with what I was going to wear. There was also a light yellow bucket in the room with a cartoon Donald duck on the front. Mom came in whilst I was getting dressed and started helping me get my Baby Pants on over my nappy that I had already pinned on. She told me the bucket was for my used nappies and to just put them in there as she had put some Nappisan in there already to soak my nappies in.

I finished getting dressed before going downstairs. Once everybody was ready, we got in the cars and went to another beach where people were already setting up their windbreaks and sub-bathing.

We did the same and then whilst hiding between mom and the wind break, I slid my nappy and shorts off together in one big lump and pulled my swimming trunks on quick. The girls already had their bathing costumes on under their clothes, very sneaky I thought. We spent the day at the beach, running in and out of the waves and building sand castles. We soon made some friends on the beach, there was Tara 14, Amy 7 and Jessica 4. They were also on holiday for the week with just their mom Jane. They were staying on caravan Holiday Park very near to our cottage and had the same beach at the front of them.

I soon found myself wanting a wee and was thinking about how to get my nappy back on. Mom saw me lean over to get it but she just said that if I need a wee then just go into the sea and I then did that, making sure that the water at least covered my trunks then nobody would know. I’m fairly sure the girls were doing the same but who knows!

When it was getting time to leave, we all had to go and stand under this cold shower to get the sand off and then run back to our space to get dried off. I was freezing and shivering but mom helped dry us off.

Leo was laid down on a towel whilst his nappy was put back on and then mom told me to lie on the towel by the windbreak so she could do my nappy. I was a bit reluctant but mom said nobody will notice if we are quick and we will never see these people again anyway. As usual, mom got her way and she soon had me pinned into a clean double nappy and I stood up so she could pull my Baby Pants up. Just as she was doing this, Tara, Amy and Jessica came from behind the windbreak and stood watching. I pulled my shorts on quick and then they asked if we were going to be here again tomorrow. Mom said she didn’t know yet, but they were welcome to come and play if we were here and they wanted to.

We started heading back to the cottage and stopped at chippy on the way for tea. I had pie and chips instead of fish. I don’t like fish because I can still remember when I was little and got a bone stuck in my throat, I had to eat bread and butter to move it, haven’t eaten any fish since.

When we got back to the cottage, we could see the caravan park on one side of the lane as the cottage was on the other. The very last caravan right opposite the cottage had a big deck out the front and sitting on the deck was Tara Amy and Jessica with their mom Jane. We started waving to them and then they started waving back.

We got out of the car and the girls came over asking if we could play for a bit before bedtime. The girls already had their nighties on and mom said we could come back out after we were ready for bed. Grace and Leo’s mom agreed and we were all shooed inside to get changed.

As usual, my nappy was wet but not soaked but I slid my nappy and Baby Pants down my legs and then fished the nappy out of my Baby Pants so I could take the pins out and then put my nappy in the nappy bucket. I got a clean double nappy pinned on and went for white Baby Pants to cover it. This followed by my PJ shorts and T-Shirt. My shorts were quite baggy but you could still tell that I was wearing a nappy especially from behind with my big round bum.

I went downstairs to wait with Ben and turned to see the girls coming down in their nighties. I caught a quick glimpse up and saw the unmistakeable bulk of a nappy and Baby Pants that Grace was wearing under her nightie.

We all went outside where the other girls were waiting for us and we formed a big circle in the sand and started playing catch with a tennis ball. I was quite good at this for a change and was jumping everywhere to catch the ball. It didn’t take too long to notice that Amy and Jessica were both wearing a nappy too.

We had being playing for about half an hour when Jane the girl’s mom came over to say potty break. Tara announced that all the big ones had to go to the toilet and all the babies should stay with Jane. Cindy Tara and Ben all took off in different directions to go to the toilet leaving Me, Grace, Amy and Jessica with Jane. Jane looked at me quizzically and asked if I didn’t need the toilet too. I said that No I was ok. Jane then realised what her girls had been saying in the car and asked if I was the big boy in a nappy. She then answered her own question when she noticed my nappy sticking out above my shorts where my T-Shirts had got tucked in.

“Ah, Ok”

She said as she looked at my midriff.

Jessica had been listening to this conversation and asked me

“Have you got a nappy on your bum?”

I just smiled at her and Jane who was chuckling and said

“Yes”

Jessica was giggling, Jane was giggling and even Grace was giggling.

Jessica then asked Grace

“Have you got a nappy on your bum too?”

Grace still giggling said nothing.

Jane stood there smiling and shaking her head gently and then said

“Ok, but let me know if any of you need changing.”

Jane then walked over to our parents who were sitting outside the cottage and introduced herself. She was soon sitting with the adults enjoying a glass of wine together and chatting about what they had been up to and what they were planning.

We spent the rest of the week in pretty much the same vein with Jane and the girls coming over in the evening to sit with the adults while we played in the sand. Tara and Amy never questioned me as to why I wore nappies and just accepted that I was a big boy in nappy. However Jessica was always asking me

“Have you done a wee in your nappy?”

With Tara and Amy trying to hush her up!

On the last day as we were packing up, Jane and the girls came over to say goodbye. Tara came over and told me to come with her for a moment and we went behind the cottage out of site. She was wearing a rainbow coloured summer dress and gave me a big hug and a kiss on my cheek. I put my arms around her too and let my hands slide down to her bum while she had slipped her hand down my back but back under my T shirt on the waistband of my shorts and held each other as we said goodbye.

“I can feel the top of your nappy under your shorts but its cute with you.”

Tara smiled at me before planting another kiss on my other cheek and said

“Just like my sisters, we’ve got a 3 hour drive to get home, mom said that they will probably fall asleep so should put their nappies on.”

As we went back round to the front of the cottage, I could see the unmistakeable bulge of nappies under both Amy and Jessica’s dresses.

All of us kids sat cross legged on the floor in a circle facing each other to say our goodbyes. My shorts were very short and very baggy so my nappy could easily be seen up the legs of my shorts. Amy Jessica and Grace were all in summer dresses and could easily see all of their nappies too. So out of 7 kids aged between 4 and 16, only 3 were not wearing a nappy for the drive home.

And I thought I was the only one.

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Author: gbab65
Timestamp: Aug 18, 2024 at 8:12 PM
Content: My Padded Life 1980-831980I’m now 15 coming up to my last year at school and me and my mate John used to meet his girlfriend Jackie off the bus and walk her home before going off to do our paper rounds. Sometimes she would bring her friend Jenny and then we would arrange to meet up as a foursome to do something in an evening.

I was still getting home from school and putting my nappy and rubbers on first as with my baggy shorts, nothing ever showed. So, one evening John and me had met the girls, went back to Jackie’s so they could get ready then we all went to the park to play tennis as mixed pairs. I am rubbish at tennis and I was leaping about everywhere, even fell over loads but John was really good and the girls were both good and wearing proper white tennis dresses too.

Watching Jackie, she even had on what I presumed are tennis knickers as they were covered with pink ruffles on the bum. Very much like frilly baby pants I thought.

It was around this time that Jackie and John split up, John was spending more time with his football and less time with Jackie, so they just drifted apart. I however carried on meeting Jackie from the bus after school every night as that was our routine. I would meet her off the bus and push my bike with her while we chatted and walked the 10 minutes back to her house and then I would stop on the end of the drive as she went in and then I would cycle off to do whatever I was doing.

Some days if it was nice then I would wait while she got changed out of her school uniform and then we would walk over to the park or go for a walk down the canal and just generally hang around together as a couple of mates. I was still wearing my nappy all of the time out of school as I knew she would never find out as we never actually touched or held each other unless we climbing trees or scrabbling over turn-styles.

Then one day we got to her drive and we were planning on going to the park but instead of waiting outside, she invited me in. I was hesitant but she was insistent, so I relented and followed her in. Her mom said hello Gary like I had been there a million times, then I just sat and waited in the kitchen staring at the clothes rack with Jackie and her little sisters things drying on it.

I couldn’t help but notice what looked like the frilly tennis knickers put on the rack, I knew they were baby pants though as I could see the shiny plastic inside. Jackie was soon down and we were off down the park, scampering up and down the slide and doing our ape impressions on the climbing frames before settling on the swings. This became our new normal with me waiting while Jackie got changed upstairs.

Then it happened, me and Jackie were at the park playing on the climbing frame and I paused to wet my nappy but totally flooded it as well. Not knowing what to do I just told Jackie that I needed to get home quick and left her there. The following day, we were sitting in her kitchen, she asked me

“Why did run off and leave me yesterday” I just said

“I needed to get home”

“But why did you run off like that”

“I farted and I needed the toilet really quickly” She was then doing it again, head cocked to onside but staring straight into my sole.

“Did you make it”

“Kind of”

“Or did you mess your pants” she asks now giggling at me

Then feeling a little brave I asked her if the frilly pants were hers to change the subject. She just laughed and said

“No, they are my little sisters baby pants that she wears over her nappy. Would like to try them.”

Like we were taking about an inanimate object “would I like to try them”, hell yes but that was the last thing I could say. But it was a good job I was wearing my nappy as I knew I was weeing.

Jackie was just playfully toying with me even though I was lost for words and I was saying oh no I was just curios from when we were playing tennis. Jackie just cocked her head to one side smiling at me as I was trying to compose an audible sentence.

We were then off as if nothing had been said and were off down the canal picking blackberries. Whilst we were doing this, the clouds suddenly went black and it started raining really heavily. We legged it back to Jackie’s house but were both soaked by the time we got there. Jackie’s mom was waiting for us with towels and we were told to strip our wet clothes off so she could put them in the dryer. Obviously I couldn’t do this but was eventually allowed in to the garage to take my trousers off and wrap a towel around myself before coming back in. Then for the first time, we went up to Jackie’s bedroom to listen to some music while my clothes were drying. I was sitting on the bed against the wall when Jackie jumped off the bed and sat on the floor in front of me, looking up at me while she was getting her records out and putting them on. She then said I could probably stay the night as it was the start of the weekend and still raining really heavily outside.

I was trying to think of reasons I couldn’t that she would accept but Jackie would have none of it and called my mom to let her know I was staying. I got to speak to mom briefly and all she asked is if I was sure to which I said yes as Jackie was still hanging on the phone with me. When we hung up, Jackie asked what had my mom meant when she said am I sure but I just brushed it off as I lead the way back up to Jackie’s room while still wearing her dressing gown and Jackie tagging along behind me.

Once in Jackie’s bedroom, she then got a sleeping bag out from under her bed and said she would find me something to wear for bed and went back downstairs. A few minutes later she came back up with what I thought were towels and put them on the bed and I saw that the frilly baby pants were also there and realised the white towels were actually a couple of nappies.

I looked at her confused and then she said it.

“We can see your nappy needs changing so mom says you can use these” I was trying to say something but came out as

“But….But….”

To which Jackie then said

“Look, I can see your wet nappy under the dressing gown while I was following you up the stairs just. I’ve known for ages after mom told me. She can tell by your droopy bum shape that looks like a nappy and since she said that now I can’t not see it. I’ve also seen your nappy up the legs of your shorts when we are climbing, in fact your nappy is sometimes so far down under your shorts that I thought you wanted me to see it. Also, when you bend over, your nappy and baby pants show over your waistband of your trousers. Then you never go for a wee anywhere when we are out, ever and then you have your accidents! I know you don’t think I know but I know you have poopy accidents in your nappy and that is when you run off and leave me, I know what a poopy nappy bum looks like because I have a little sister.” She then lay on the bed next to me as I sat there looking like a deer in the headlights. She then said

“It’s ok though as I thinks it’s quite cute.”, “are you going to get your nappy changed now then or do you need my mom to help?”

I lay there a little shocked and felt as I began to wet my nappy again, with Jackie lying so close to me, she heard the hiss in my nappy too and grinning at me

“I’m glad you’ve got your nappy on otherwise you would have just wet my bed”

1981I’m now 16 and I left school and started at work and college. I still needed a nappy at night as I still woke up wet most mornings. I had started to be better during the day and didn’t always put a nappy on as soon as I got home normally leaving it until bedtime. Ben and Cindy never commented as it was just the way it was. I had had some kind of nervous breakdown when my dad died that had left me with enuresis and a weak bladder.

That year I upgraded my bicycle to a moped and was soon zipping around everywhere and that was also the year that we moved house to a new city. I now had my own bedroom as mom thought it best I have a bit more privacy. Ben had never said anything, but mom thought it best. With moving, work and college I had no time to keep my old friends and started to make new friends instead.

1982I’m now 17, I had my motorcycle test 3 weeks after my 17th Birthday. I didn’t wear a nappy every day during the day and rarely on my bike for fear of a crash and trying to explain to a hospital why I was wearing baby nappies. On the day of test though, my nerves got the better of me and I made a wet stain on my jeans before I even left the house. My mom noticed this and just said

“You’d be better put your nappy on as you seem as though you are going to need it. I’ve left a clean nappies and Baby Pants on your bed.”

Yes I was still wearing Baby Pants. The Kintal XL size easily covered my bum and double nappy and I could even just squeeze my jeans over. My nappy was covered and hidden unless you know what to look for.

I took my test and thankfully passed first time and could feel myself wetting my nappy as I went back to my bike after my test. On getting home I had two half-moons on the backs of legs where my nappy had started to leak. Mom saw this and then asked

“How did you get on?

And I told her

“I passed”

With a big grin on my face.

“Aw well done”

She said

“Looks like you your nappy needs changing, we’d best sort that”

Not really knowing what she meant I just did as I was told but took my bike boots off first so just now being in my jeans and T-Shirt. Mom then came in holding a couple of my nappies and Baby Pants

“You are my clever big boy who passed his test but you are also my clever baby boy and my clever baby boy needs his nappy changing.”

She then she then let me change downstairs in the living room Lying in my spot in front of the fire. I was then told to stand up so I could step into my clean Baby Pants and those were pulled up and my stray nappy bits tucked in.

“Just for today, you’ve earned it.” She said.

I was just left in my nappy and T-Shirt for the rest of the day even though we were sitting outside on the patio. We were fortunate though as nobody else could see into our garden because of the way mom had landscaped and planted it. That was apart from the neighbours at the side of the patio who we got on really well with. That was Pete and Mary with their kids Deanne 15, Paul 12 and Bella who was 3. Bella was still in nappies and they were usually fluttering on their washing line as were mine on our line.

Mary had come over to the fence holding Bella and asking

“Hi, how did the test go then?” I could see her looking at my nappy but she never said anything

I said

“I passed”

“Oh well done.” She said with a big smirk on her face then asked

“Any chance you could pop over and sort the video out for me, there is only me and Bella here as Pete and the kids won’t be back for a couple of hours.” I quickly pulled some baggy shorts on and hopped over the fence and into their living room and soon got the video working again so Bella could watch her cartoons.

Bella came in the room to watch me and then said

“Have you got a nappy on your bum?” Mary came in behind Bella and said

“Yes he has.” I was looking quizzically at Mary wondering how she knew and she saw the look of surprise on my face and said

“I’ve seen the nappies on your washing line and then you sitting there in your nappy, obvious really.” Shaking my head in disbelief and shock, I had been outed again as I felt my bladder empty into my thirsty nappies.”

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Author: gbab65
Timestamp: Aug 18, 2024 at 8:15 PM
Content: My Padded Life 1983-861983I’m now 18. There was a gang of us regularly going into the town at weekends to go round the pubs seeing our friends and having a beer or several.

The one weekend someone came up with the idea of a toga party to which we all agreed for the following Saturday as we all had some preparing to do.

The following weekend I got ready to go out with half a bed sheet over with my head through a hole in the middle and strip of material as a belt, my toga just came down to my knees and of course I had my double nappy and baby pants on.

A girl in the pub kept catching my eye and I smiled at her a few times whilst we were sitting in the upstairs balcony. Unfortunately, the bar was downstairs with a spiral staircase. I had gone down to get some beers and the same girl appeared next to me. Her name was Cassie.

I got her a drink too and she followed me upstairs. We found a booth a bit away from the gang where we could talk and started chatting and getting to know each other. She was just 16 so should not have been in the pub really. We had been chatting for about an hour

“I’ve just got to nip for a wee” and then she was gone, returning a few minutes later as I saw her coming up the stairs.

“its alright for some” she said as she sat down “its rammed down there and you cant move”

“What do you mean?” I asked and she giggled.

“When I first saw you tonight from over there” pointing to he other side of the room “I was unsure what I was seeing as I caught a glimpse of your underwear under your toga and they seemed shiny and padded. Now I’ve got a little sister who looks like that but that is her nappy under her nightie. Then I followed you up the stairs I hung back a bit and could see up your toga and I could also see your nappy.” Cassie was now sitting next to me and we were holding each other but her hand was on my leg stroking it. I was quite nervous of the situation and knew my nappy was getting wet as I felt the heat between my legs. While chatting, Cassie had slid her hand under my Toga and was touching my baby pants.

“and by the feel of this, somebody has just wet his nappy” she said giggling “that way they don’t have to go down there to get to the toilets” I was dumbfounded what to say. Cassie had it all worked out and I was speechless.

“Our secret” she said as we came to embrace and started snogging.

I worked in a big factory that had security guards on the gates who every couple of months would check people’s bags as they left the factory. I took my sandwiches in my bag but also kept a couple of spare nappies in there. I was quite safe at work wearing my nappy as I also wore a white lab coat so that hid everything. Walking to the gate one evening to get on my bike and security were out in force on the gate. I had my bag containing my empty lunch box, a used disposable nappy balled up from where I had changed my nappy after lunch and an unused nappy. My luck held out though and the security in front of me went to check a ladies shopping bag next to me allowing me clear passage with my bag on my back like a rucsac. Didn’t mean I wasn’t wetting myself in fear of getting revealed as I walked through the gate though.

I got home and was putting my bike away soaked my nappy while still in the garage. Going into the house, mom and Cindy were in the kitchen getting tea ready.

“let me know when you’ve changed as I need to do a white wash anyway” Cindy was stood their giggling as I turned around and headed up to my room I heard Cindy say

“has he used his nappy”?

“I think so” said mom “but that is what his nappy is for” and then they were both giggling.

1984I’m and 18 and 3 weeks before my 19th Birthday - Bang!

I had a proper accident and not just in my nappy this time. I crashed my bike and injured myself quite badly. I had come off my bike on a bend whilst out with a load of mates. I had hit the curb, 2 road signs, a chain linked fence and an apple tree. An ambulance eventually got there and I was taken to hospital.

I was unconscious with serious head injuries
I had a broken femur (Thigh Sylviae)
I had a broken humorous (Upper arm Sylviae)
Abdominal injuries
Broken ribs
The surgeons wanted to put plates on my arms and legs but the consultant decided it was too risky to give me an anaesthetic. They then realised that my abdominal injuries were internal bleeding so after a clinical decision not to operate as I was too poorly, they then had to operate on my abdomen anyway.

I regained consciousness 3 weeks later with no idea where I was or how I got there.

My leg was on traction in bed, my arm was in a cast and my head was in a constant daze.

Over the coming weeks in hospital, I eventually started getting my head straight although to this day do not remember the accident. After 8 weeks I was discharged with my leg in a hinged cast from my waist to my ankle. I could sort of walk on it but only with crutches as I had my cast removed from my arm I was still very weak and very skinny. I was able to get back up to my bed using the crutches and the bannister and taking one step at a time and very slowly.

Believe me, the first thing I did on getting home was to try and get my nappy on but could not get the Baby Pants over the cast. Bugger!

Two days later I fell off my crutches with a loud clatter.

Mom picked me up and took me back to hospital where they x-rayed me to check what I had broken and fortunately is was just my arm again. I was put back into a plaster cast which now meant I could not use my crutches and was forced into a wheelchair. On the way out of hospital, mom nipped into the disabled living shop and came out with a pee bottle and something in a bag.

When we got home, Mom Cindy and Ben all moved the furniture round in the living/dining room by pushing the table up and against the wall and then brought my bed down and into the room so I didn’t have to try and get upstairs. Mom said something to Cindy and she left the room whilst mom guided me on to my bed and started undressing me. I was too worn out to care or pay any notice until Cindy came back holding a couple of nappies and pins.

I said to my mom

“I’ve already tried that but I can’t get my Baby Pants over my cast” Mom just told me to hush and lay me back down as she finished undressing me. She then got the two nappies and folded as usual, slid them under my bum whilst easily lifting me to do so. The nappy was pulled up between my legs and pinned in to place. She then got the object out of the bag that she had bought with the pee bottle, they were popper plastic Baby Pants, Baby Pants with poppers at the sides so they could be undone. These were unfastened and slid under my nappy, pulled up between my legs and fastened back together. Mom then gently checked that my nappy was tucked in to my Baby Pants and put one of my sister’s nighties over me as it was easier than my PJ’s.

I lay back nice and comfy, back home and in my nappy with my mom. Without even realising I need to go, let a little wee out anyway.

The following day, mom had got me up and changed my nappy for me whilst giving me a bed bath. Clean nightie on, she was able to get me into the wheelchair she had borrowed and took me out onto the patio in the morning sun and left me facing the fence and listening to the radio whilst she went back in to do something.

Sometime later it was starting to get cooler and I called for my mom but she didn’t hear me. I was getting a little uncomfortable as I need a no. 2 and I was unable to move myself. Just then Mary appeared at the fence holding the now 4 year old Bella and I knew from the nappies on the line and the bulk between her legs, Bella was still in nappies.

Mary asked

“How you getting on then, it’s nice to see that you’re back.” I blushed a little feeling a little exposed but still fidgeting, Mary noticed and said

“are you OK?”

“no I need the toilet” I said

“well it looks like your mom has put you in a nappy and that is for a reason and she wouldn’t put you in a nappy if she didn’t expect you to use it!” I thought for a second then l relaxed let go using my nappy, can’t argue with female logic.

Mary said

“That’s better then” as she could obviously see my nappy getting wet up my nightie with how I was sitting.

And then Bella said

“Has Gary got a nappy on?” As she could obviously see as well.

Mary phoned my mom to say I need her and my mom appeared a few seconds later to say that her and Cindy had found an old photo album and had lost track of time looking through it.

Mary told her I needed changing and I was moved back inside and to my bed where mom then changed my dirty nappy for me without any complaints.

The following day Mom, me and Cindy went out shopping with me in my wheelchair and a nappy. We stopped at a sports shop and got me some baggy tracksuit bottoms with poppers at the side and we were able to get these over my cast and cover me up a bit better.

I had some mates come round a couple of weeks later and they persuaded mom to let them take me out down the pub. Mom took me down in the car and got me out into my wheelchair, she had made sure to change my nappy just before we left so I had a nice clean double nappy and Baby Pants on under my tracksuit bottoms.

I was taken down to our usual pub where everybody knew me and I was given plenty of space with everybody telling me that they were glad I had made it through. Being part of a gang of mates all riding motorbikes, we had lost a few friends and fortunately I wasn’t one. One of my friends, Cassie was there and she said

“I’ll look after you.” And she was quite happy to push me to the next pub when it was decided we were moving. Cassie asked

“Do you need to go to the loo first” but I said

“I’m OK at the moment thanks” This surprised Cassie as I was always going to the loo when we were together. Cassie asked again

“Are you sure?” and I said

“I’ve already been” Cassie was really curious now and I had dropped myself in it. Cassie asked

“How does that work then, I’ve been by you since your mom dropped you off and I know you haven’t been in the toilets yet” I called her closer and told her

“I’m wearing a nappy and I’ve wet it” Then I saw a wave of realisation pass over her.

She leant over me and she said

“some things don’t change then, I thought that was only part of your fancy dress when you were wearing your Toga, I’ll help you at the next pub if you’ve got clean nappies with you as they have a disabled loo” Cassie pushed me to the next pub and straight into the loos locking the door behind her. She got me to stand whilst she undid my tracksuit bottoms, popper Baby Pants and wet nappy. She wiped me down with baby wipes and then put two nappies together on my wheelchair and got me to sit down whilst she pinned it on. She then got me to stand again whilst checking the nappy was on tight enough then popper Baby Pants were put back on followed by my tracksuit bottoms. With a gentle tap on my freshly padded bum I was back in my wheelchair and then into the pub.

Around 9:30 it was getting late for me so Cassie took me back to where we had agreed that mom would pick me up.

When mom arrived she got out and thanked Cassie

“Oh thank you so much for taking him out and looking after him” Cassie smiled and said

“No problem, I’m doing pre-nursing at college anyway and we’ve covered some of this in theory so a chance at a practical was good. I’ve changed his nappy and his wet ones are in the carrier bag where his dry ones were.” Cassie stood looking very pleased with herself.

Cassie then helped me into mom’s car and helped mom put my wheelchair in the boot, she then came to my door and kissed me on the cheek saying

“Until next time” And then bouncing off down the street back to the pub and our gang.

1985I’m now 20 and I’ve still got a 26” waist and can still wear baby nappies and Baby Pants. Since my accident, it is now obvious that I don’t just want nappies but I need nappies. Again, I am wearing a nappy for bed every night and it is wet every morning. I still come downstairs first thing wearing my wet nappy while I have breakfast and will quite often wet it again whilst doing so. We have now discovered disposable nappies and the biggest I have found are Peauduce Babyslips. I can get away with a single terry nappy and a disposable nappy as a liner. This way if I catch it right, I can pull the disposable nappy out a slide a new one in without having to change completely and the disposables are so absorbent, but they do swell up as I found out with my jeans. I had put my new double nappy combination on and then my stretchy jeans and was quite convinced it was very discreet.

Me and mom had gone out for the day as she wanted to go to the garden centre and I went with her. I had wet a few times whilst walking about when I realised that my jeans were getting tighter. I stopped to look in a mirror and there was no mistaking the outline of my nappy front and back with how it was swelling, it looked like triple nappies and inflated balloon in the back of my jeans.

Mom just laughed and said

“No one will notice and no one will care if they do notice” so I just went along with her.

We got back to the building and mom told me to wait there whilst she went back to the car. She came back a few minutes later holding my rucsac that doubles as my Nappy Bag and led me into a disabled toilet.

In no time at all mom had me on the pull out changing cabinet and took my jeans off me. She then picked my legs and pulled my Baby Pants off before unpinning my nappy and pulling it down. The terry nappy was still dry and just my disposable very wet and swollen. Mom pulled this from under me and balled it up in to the nappy disposal bin. She then got a clean disposable from my Nappy Bag and positioned it under me and up between my legs before pulling my terry nappy back up between my legs and pinning it in place. Off the table and standing up while mom pulled my baby pants up and tucked the edges in and then my jeans were pulled up. I was back to being discreet inside 2 minutes. Moms are good at this.

As New Year’s eve came round, mom told me that we had been invited to another of her friends to see the new year in. On the evening we were to go, I went up to my room and mom had left me a shirt, trousers, two terry nappies and baby pants. I looked at her and then my pile of clothes as she went past and she said two terries have more capacity than the disposable and don’t swell up as much. She then came in and pinned them on me followed by my baby pants. I finished getting dressed and met her downstairs and then we were off with my obligatory nappy bag on the back seat.

On arrival we went in and started all of the normal welcomes and introductions. I was a bit bored at first and sat in the study reading a book as there was nothing else to do. Then another couple turned up with their daughter Clare. Clare was thin as a rake and looked about 12 although when we were introduced, I was told she was 17.

The most remarkable thing for me though is that Clare was wearing skin tight bottoms and she looked like she had a discreet nappy bulge front and back. Clare was very shy and hiding behind her parents initially but we eventually started chatting.

We moved into the small study to get away from the adults and just chatting everything and nothing. I kept glancing at her slight bulges in her pants and I think she was doing the same with mine. We had been sitting on different chairs but after getting some nibbles and drinks from the buffet, we returned to the study and sitting together. She was hesitant to drink the coke I had got her, she said

“I shouldn’t drink that because it makes me wee” I smiled at her as I took it away and put it on the side,

“No problem” I said

“You don’t have to drink it you don’t want to in fact you don’t have to do anything if you don’t want”

Clare blushed and looked away from me

“There is one thing that I want to do though” She said

“What’s that?” I asked

“I want to kiss you” Clare replied

“That’s easy then” I said as I leant towards her and softly brushed our lips together.

We leant in again as we slowly built up the kisses and the connection with each other and our arms around each other. I felt as her hand slowly slid down my back and under the back of my shirt. I was ready for the rejection as she felt the top of my baby pants and the terry nappy within but she just hugged me tighter, I could feel her fingers feeling between my Baby Pants and my nappy.

I then let my hand drift down her back to the back of her blouse, Claire kissing me more passionately even with what she now knew as my hand descended down and then under the back of her blouse to the back of trouser waistband and then I felt it, the soft smooth plastic of a disposable nappy sticking out the top of her trousers.

I relaxed a little and wet my now damp nappy.

Clare felt it and asked

“Are you ok?” I just gazed into her eyes and said

“Yes, more than OK.”

“What was it” she asked.

“Nothing really, but it’s taken care of” I replied

“Come on, tell me” She pushed

“Just a little unexpected reaction” I countered

“Did you just wet your nappy?” She asked

“A little” I confirmed

“and you” I enquired

“No, I just can’t get to the toilet fast enough when I need to go and so I keep wetting my knickers. Normally I just wear a pad for school but they aren’t very good and leak a lot so mom gets me nappies for when we go out, they are really slim and discreet until they get wet and then they swell up.”

As I looked at her sitting there nervously I could hear a feint hiss and looked down to see her rapidly expanding nappy in her trousers.

“Are you wet too, was that what I could hear?” She asked

“I am a little, you stay here and I’ll find your mom. That will save you having to walk in front of everybody with your nappy showing” I told her.

I got up and went into the main room where the adults were, quickly found Clare’s mom and whispered

“Clare needs a hand.” Clare’s mom came back with me and they went upstairs carrying a bag. They came back 5 minutes later with Clare obviously in a clean nappy as it was discreet again. Clare’s mom asked me

“Do you need your nappy changing too?”

but I just shrugged it off saying

“I’m OK thank you.” I asked Clare

“How does she know I’m wearing a nappy?” Clare just shrugged and said

“I told her, I told her we were kissing and my hand was on your back and I could feel your nappy and Baby Pants and then we were still kissing even though I knew and then your hand felt my nappy and you and then I heard as you wet your nappy.” I smiled, I had to love this girl.

Mom then appeared and told me to come with her and I was lead upstairs to the bathroom. Mom came in with me and locked the door before undoing my trousers and getting me to lie on the floor. My Baby Pants were pulled off my nappy and my wet nappies unpinned and removed. Balled up in to a carrier bag inside my nappy bag, two more clean nappies were pulled out and pinned in place. I was stood up and my baby pants pulled up followed by my trousers.

“That should see you through” Mom said as she followed me out of the bathroom and back downstairs.

I met back up with Clare in the study and she asked

“Has you mom just changed your nappy too?”

“Yes” I confirmed, oh yes.

1986I’m still 20, I woke up on New Year’s day 1986 in my own bed at home and still a bit sleepy but I got up and went downstairs. It was about 8:30 so I made cups of tea for me and mom then took hers up to her in bed. Mom loved a cup of tea first thing and never wanted to move till she got hers. I went back downstairs to watch some TV while I drank my Tea before trying to decide what to do for the day. Nappy change and get dressed first were in order so back up I went to get sorted.

I had now managed to pass my car test, first time of course and now had a little purple Mini. On my route home from work, I always saw this same girl standing by a phone box outside the railway station waiting for somebody and she caught my eye and I waved to her. She was about 5’6” and slim but curved with long wavy blond hair, a perfect 10 you may say. I smiled at her every day and then she saw me and smiled back. The next day I waved to her as I was driving past and she waved back. After a few days of smiles and waves I decided to drive into the station and drive up to her. She obviously saw me coming as you don’t get many purple Minis. I rolled my window down and said

“Hi”

“Hi” she returned.

I got out of my car and we started chatting. Her name was Susan and she was waiting for her mom to pick her up as she was on her way home from college. She was more perfect up close than she had been driving past and after a few days of stopping and chatting, we agreed I could take her home and we instantly became boyfriend and girlfriend.

I always kept my nappies very discreet at work, a single terry nappy and baby pants sufficed and I made sure to go to the loo a lot whilst at work. Nobody ever mentioned anything about this at work but they all knew about my bike crash and I still walked with a limp. I was nervous about what I would say to Susan if she found out.

This was not a relationship I jumped into with gay abandonment but I took my time. I didn’t just take her to bed on the first date but we spent weeks going out together each night. I would pick her up outside her house, we would go to a pub together for the evening and then I would take her home and drop her off outside her front door with a kiss and a cuddle in the front seats of the car. Surprisingly. Susan was quite a shy girl and I was her first boyfriend. She had always felt to be an awkward ugly duckling growing up but now she had flowered into a beautiful young woman and she was mine. Taking her into the pub and I could see everybody turning to look at us as she had that radiant beauty.

We had been seeing each other for about a month when she invited me in for the first time. She didn’t want to go out that night and I was taken up to her room to listen to music. As youngsters do, we lay on her bed kissing and cuddling. As we were lying together on her bed, both fully clothed, she lay on top of me grinding her hips into me whilst kissing. This was the most incredible thing that ever had happened to me as I started grinding back. We all know what happens next and with a violent jerking I came in my underwear. Susan did not know what had happened at first but soon worked it out and she apologised. Bless her sweet soul but she apologised for giving me the time of my life. She then asked if I needed help to get cleaned up and I was still a little bit delirious as she started to undo my jeans so she could help me with a hanky. No doubt she was expecting boxers or Y-fronts not baby pants and a nappy. Completely unfazed though, she announced

“No clean up required here then” and lay by my side stroking me shrinking member with her hand on the outside of my baby pants and nappy. She then felt as the heat rise as I wet my nappy involuntarily.

“Good job you got that on then” She teased and we just got back to our kissing and cuddling as I was unable to talk about what just happened before I left for the evening as it was now getting late.

I didn’t go round for the next night as I was still a bit embarrassed. Don’t know why but I wanted a normal relationship and had failed within weeks. Unbeknown to me, Susan had been on the phone to my mom telling her that I had been upset and my mom had been round to Susan’s to get her and bring her to me. The first I knew of t was when Susan walked into my bedroom, closing the door behind her. Instantly lighting the place up with just her presence as she came to sit on my bed next to me and just kissed me.

The first issue was that I was sitting on my bed watching TV in just my T-Shirt and nappy, quite normal for me but not with my amazing girlfriend in the room.

She just laughed it off and said

“Let’s get you changed and then you can take me out. Where do you keep your clean nappies?” I pointed over to the pile of terry nappies and stack of disposables on the side.

“Ok what’s it to be then, cloth nappy or disposable nappy for my little Gary?” I told her

“I normally use a disposable nappy as a liner inside my terry nappy” as I got one of each on my bed, folded the terry nappy and placed the disposable nappy down the centre.

“Ok, lie down then!” and I was soon on my back with my legs in the air and Susan sliding my changing pad under me.

“Don’t want to get your bed wet” She said.

With a practiced art, she had my baby pants off before my legs came down and unpinned my wet nappy and dropped it in my bucket. Susan then got my legs back up and slid my clean nappy under me. She stretched out the disposable nappy under me and pulled it though my legs covering my stuff and flattening the front out. Terry nappy pulled though and pinned into place nice and tightly. Next came my baby pants and Susan chose a lemon yellow pair I had and pulled these up over my nappies.

“Who’d have thought that my boyfriend could actually wear actual babies Baby Pant’s” She said with a big grin on her face. Susan then picked out a pair of my shorts from my drawer and got me to step in to them.

“Have you got a bag we can put your supplies in?” She asked me.

I looked at her not catching on immediately.

“I need a bag to put your spare nappies in, in case I have to change you again!” Now I caught on and passed her my old book bag from college, Susan placed a couple of Terry nappies and a handful of disposable nappies in the bag and closed it.

“Come on then” She beckoned holding me in one hand and my now nappy bag in the other.

Once downstairs, she announced to mom that she had changed and dressed me and we were now going out as I was sitting at the bottom of the stairs trying to get my shoes on.

So much for my shy pretty girlfriend.

We stumbled through the next couple of weeks with my nappies seemingly to be her main focus, with her hand up my shorts on my baby pants, feeling as I wet or stroking me till I came. That is until we got to the point where she told me

“This is not what I want. I love you, I love being with you. I dream about the day when I have a baby to look after but I never thought it would be like this.”

I tried to stammer that I’m not really a baby, but she just turned and said

“No you’re not. When you are being big Gary then I think that you are amazing but I know that inside big Gary is little Gary and little Gary probably needs his nappy changing and I can’t do it anymore.”

Susan was crying, I was crying and I took her home and said our goodbyes as she walked in through her front door. I sat there for a moment sobbing and realised that my nappy was getting wet. Susan was right, big Gary was an emotional wreck and little Gary did need his nappy changing.

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Here we go again. I had been round to a mate’s house, a mate that is a girl, trying to persuade her to come out clubbing with me. The more I tried the more she said no but her elder sister said she was up for it so I took Jennie instead. Still sticking to my two pints of shandy and lots of toilet stops, we had a great night and promised to repeat it again.

Now Jennie’s parents lived 15 mile west of me in the town where we went clubbing but she actually lived 30 miles east of me where she was a Student Nurse. Our relationship built up over a couple of months to where I would collect from halls on a Friday to take her to her parents. We would go out during the day on Saturday and then go clubbing on Saturday night then I would collect her on Sunday and take her back to halls.

Then she asked me if we couldn’t just stay in halls one weekend. Most of the girls went home anyway and only a few stayed and so I agreed. It was a bit of a squeeze in her single bed and I put her pink dressing gown on each time I had to nip down the corridor for the loo. Obviously staying over and unprotected I could never really sleep as I was up for the loo every couple of hours throughout the night but it wasn’t too much of a problem as it was only 2 nights at the weekend.

That was until it wasn’t ok and I fell asleep, fortunately it was not a massive flooding as I had been to the loo already a couple of times since we went to bed but I still wet her bed. The woman who had said

“I want to be the mother of your children.” And now I was lying in a massive damp patch where I had wet her bed. She took it well but wasn’t pleased and we did her laundry and aired her mattress.

We went for a long walk in a nearby park and I was trying to explain what had happened. I went into detail about my motorcycle accident and how it had left me and how I deal with wet beds, Jennie just sat and listened and we had a quiet walk back to the car where I then took her back to halls. Our relationship had suddenly cooled off.

The following weekend, I turned up at halls as normal on a Friday and took a bag with my things in.

Jennie was still very frosty and said asked what was in the bag. I said nappy and rubbers for bedtime. She turned round and told me didn’t want me to stay and I should just leave

That was it, we were done.

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Timestamp: Aug 18, 2024 at 8:16 PM
Content: My Padded Life 1987-19901987I’m 22 and I was in the pub with the lads and it was busy. We were sitting around a small raised table in the middle of the pub just passing the time when a girl just walked up to me, practically nose to nose and said

“Hi, I’m Zahra” I was floored by this as it never happens in real life. But here I am, face to face with a girl who appears to be about 20, about 5’ 2” and fairly slim with a mass of curly hair down to her shoulders. What could I do.

“Hi” I replied.

“I’m Gary”

“I know” she said and that was it, my next relationship preparing for failure but it was a journey I had traversed before and will no doubt traverse again so here we go.

Zahra and I were kissing each other’s faces off within minutes and I walked her home that night. I was going through a phase of trying to be as normal and discrete as possible so just wearing a single terry nappy and rubbers under my jeans or even a more daring just a disposable nappy lining my underwear. This was all very risky though as either could leak very easily so spent my evenings in the pub, visiting the toilets every 30 minutes.

Zahra was already aware of more frequent toilet usage as she had been watching me for a while before introducing herself. Something which she says she had never done before but I’m not complaining as she is as cute as a button and I was instantly smitten.

She asked me about why I was always at the toilet and why I had a limp and with a little pestering told her about my motorcycle accident and the damage I had done.

Now whilst I was in the pub every night, I only ever drank 2 pints of shandy between 8:00pm when I got there and 11:00pm when the pub closed. As such I was able to drive there and back and of course this lead to me picking Zahra up and taking her home.

Within a couple of weeks of meeting, it was one night as we got into the car and I was fidgeting a bit as I had forgot to go to the toilet before leaving. Zahra had got in the passenger side and leant across to start kissing and slid her hand on my back. She leant back and asked me what was wrong and I sought of mumbled about needing a wee but she said we would be back at hers in 10-15 minutes and I could use her loo.

She then leant back in kissing me more as her hand went down my back and under my T-Shirt to feel my skin. Unfortunately for me, she also felt my baby pants and the terry nappy sticking a bit out of the top. Pulling back and giggling she looked me in the eyes and said

“I don’t think we need to rush in finding you a loo” then leant back in kissing me more deeply.

Transfixed by what was happening but also enjoying the moment I felt as my bladder emptied. Zahra must have heard or sensed it too as she pulled back and said

“There, that’s better then” and carried on kissing.

I took her home and walked her to her door, kissed her good night and as I turned to leave got a quick swat on my bum as I heard a dull thud and Zahra stood giggling in the doorway.

We did see each other most nights for about 3 months but then Zahra ended our relationship as suddenly as she started it. She was moving away to a Nursing job, something which I had known would happen since we met. I had however hoped that we would still be seeing each other but Zahra had decided that she did not want a distant relationship. She put up with my nappies when she had to but ultimately they were a barrier in our relationship and so that was that.

………………….

Another one I met in the pub. There was a big gang of us there most nights and every weekend just being loud and having fun. We moved around to different tables within the pub depending on who else was in there. We were after all only patrons so we had no right to claim any one spot and we were all always chatting with different people in the pub with different people getting off with each other at the same time.

My mate was one of the John’s who was in a long term relationship with a girl called Claire who we didn’t really know and who only came to the pub every other Saturday. As such John was also seeing another Claire when main Claire was not about, which was most of the time. The other Claire and a friend called Stephanie and they were both Nursery Nurses and I started getting friendly with Stephanie as we were both single and living with our parents.

On more than one occasion, Stephanie had offered to drive me the one mile home and I normally refused as I was happy to walk, however one night after a couple too many beers, I relented and agreed to the lift. On getting into her car, I leaned over and kissed her and she kissed back.

Driving home, there is a commercial estate that we knew to be deserted at this time of night which Stephanie drove into and parked before leaning back in for a kiss. We had both undone our seatbelts and removed our coats too turn in and facing each other as we kissed with more energy. My hand drifted to her leg and felt her cool skin of her thigh.

Likewise, her hands and fingers had been on the leg of my jeans and had moved up to my not so subtle padding. With her obvious confusion of what she had felt and whilst still in a passionate embrace, her hand moved round to my back and beneath my T-shirt following the line at the top of the back of my jeans. All the while kissing and feeling my cool skin she finally rested her fingers on my cool shiny and slippery baby pants with finger exploring within to find my terry nappy. She then stopped and looked me in the eye, I knew I had blown it and another woman running for the hills. She then asked me

“Can I change your nappy for you? It’s my job and I’m quite good at it!”

I was there again with my

“Err, ahh, okk, erm, ayy.”

Stephanie leaned across and reclined me in my seat before getting to work and getting trousers and baby pants down and unpinning the terry nappy, pulling the front down to expose my wet disposable nappy which was duly pulled out from under me and wrapped into a ball. She had done this before! Leaving me sitting there exposed and vulnerable.

Stephanie had the supplies necessary to put a nappy back me on with first a clean disposable nappy from her handbag and then my terry nappy repined holding the smaller disposable in place and then my baby pants pulled up and finally my trousers. More kissing and canoodling and we off.

This didn’t happen every night but it did happen a number of times.

That weekend, I picked her up and we went to another town and there massive park for a walk and a chat. We had been out for about an hour and were heading back to the car holding hands when Mel sensed that I was tensing up and leaned in to ask if I was ok. Stumbling for words as the pressure built, I knew what was coming next. Apparently, so did Stephanie as she leaned in

“You’ll be OK” she said

“You’ve got your nappy on, just let it happen.”

We stopped under a large tree, away from everybody and I turned to hold and kiss Stephanie, using my nappy at the same time.

Stephanie just held me tighter until I was done.

We went back to my car and drove to a deserted spot on top of an empty multi story car park and after getting me to scoot my seat back and recline it, she set about changing my nappy.

I don’t know why it was but with Stephanie, we were never able to get to the next step. We went out together, we went to the pub together, we had sex, she changed my nappy regularly but there was something missing. That ‘Je ne sais quo’.

1988I’m now 23, I had gone clubbing with a mate and we had got off with two girls, Gemma and Chrissie, who were friends and we were dancing in the club. A little later, Gemma and I getting a bit frisky and in a quiet corner, Gemma and I were snogging as her hand, which was on my back, went down momentarily feeling the skin of my back under my shirt but also the top of my baby pants and nappy sticking out the top of my trousers. Gemma’s other hand moving to feel my padding at the front she then leaned in and said

“Who’s a naughty little boy then?” and then snogging my face off.

We had all swapped addresses and telephone numbers before Jenny’s mom picked the girls up to take them home and I drove Russ home before going home and to bed myself.

It had been a late night as I did not get to bed until about 03:00 but still up by 09:00 and downstairs for my breakfast in a very wet nappy. How I was not leaking, I have no idea but my Baby Pants held firm.

Washed changed and dressed, I was out by 10:00 to get my car cleaned. I picked Gemma up at 12:00 and we went for a drive. We were chatting and getting to know each other. We had stopped after we had gone out some distance from the town into the countryside and had gone for a walk on the public footpaths across the fields.

Surprisingly Gemma was a farm Labourer even though she was only just 5’ and weighed no more than 7 ½ stone. Blonde hair cut in a bob, she was cute as a button still with the body of a younger teenager even though she was 19. It didn’t take long for the subject of nappies to come up.

I just told her about my bike crash and showed her the scars on my leg and abdomen. She was completely understanding of my issue and leaned in to cuddle me said

“I love looking after babies”

We had walked a mile or so from the car and I felt an urgent need for a number 2 and was stumbling a bit as we walked.

We had stopped walking and Gemma had put her arms round me, with her hand up my shorts, was feeling the heat in my nappy as I was wetting it.

Whilst I was still trying to form a comprehensible statement, Gemma said

“Look, you’ve told me you have a problem. You deal with it by wearing a nappy. You are wearing a nappy at the moment and that is what they are for so if you need to use your nappy then just do it”

What is it with me and females who can just take charge? I felt as I did my business in my nappy and Gemma knew as well as her hand felt across my backside. With a big grin on her face said

“Come on then. Let’s get back to the car then as someone needs his nappy changing.”

The car park was empty of people except for us. Gemma reclined the passenger seat and got me to lie down. It was no shock when she raised my legs and pulled my shorts followed by my baby pants. Nappy unpinned and disposable nappy. Clean terry nappy and disposable nappy positioned under me and terry nappy then pinned into place followed by my baby pants and shorts.

“All done then, nice and clean again then baby”

As she leaned into kiss me and rub the nappy bulge on the front of my shorts.

How is it that girls just know this stuff? I thought I had invented the idea of positioning a disposable nappy under me even though I could not fasten it on but held in place with my nappy underwear. Yet here I was again with another girlfriend, apparently just doing the same like it was an everyday occurrence.

I took Gemma home before going home myself to shower and change as Gemma and Chrissie had arranged for the four of us to go out. That evening we went to an Indian Restaurant, Me and Gemma with Rob and Chrissie. For some unknown reason Rob was making out he was expert with Indian Restaurants so we just went along with him. Rob being very loud once we were in as we were escorted to our table where I said

“As Salem Alaikum”, an Arabic greeting meaning “Peace be with you” and the waiter responded with a grin and

“Wa Alaikum Assalaam” meaning “And peace be with you”.

I also knew a little about Indian Restaurants too. No comment from Rob but the girls were giggling without any idea of what I had just said. Looking through the menu we all decided to go for mains so I ordered the Jalfrezi, Rob ordered the Vindaloo and with the girls having no clue, I recommended the Chicken Tikka Masala and we all had Naan breads and drinks.

When the meals were served, we all tucked in. Rob had gone purple with his first two mouthfuls and the girls and I were enjoying ours. Gemma asked me what the little green runner beans were on mine to which I told her they are green chillies. One nibble of the chilli and she was uncomfortable and panting. I told to eat a fork full of rice to reduce the heat which made her a lot more comfortable and obviously Rob had given up and was wolfing his down his naan bread and guzzling his beer. He impressed me!

A night out and I had avoided changes but I was leaking a bit by the time I got home after dropping Gemma at her mom’s.

The following week it was decided that we were going ice skating with me driving as usual. Gemma said that she had been once before and Chrissie said that she had never been. I said that I had been a few times and could get round where Rob was telling us that he was nearly semi-pro. I was looking forward to how much we could learn from him.

As expected we got our boots on and made our way to the ice. I was on first and held Gemma while she got her balance and we made our way round slowly but both showing we had the basics. On completing our first lap, we found Chrissie hanging on the barrier by the entry and unable to move, on further inspection, Rob was 5 feet further down sitting on the ice unable to stand. Gemma and I didn’t smirk at all.

We spent another ½ an hour skating, we had got Rob and Chrissie the learner penguins to hang onto as they tried to get round, Rob was certainly making it look hard. I then said to Gemma

“I’ve just got to go somewhere” with the intention of going to the disabled loo to just dispose of my disposable nappy. However, Gemma caught on immediately and followed me off the rink. Walking down the side she said

“How are going to do that then, you haven’t got your bag” Trying to not be heard by anyone else I was mumbled

“I’m only going to remove inside layer” but still on the ball Gemma came back

“I’ve got a better idea so let me help you” so without any idea what she was thinking, we made our way to the disabled toilet and Gemma just walked in after me and locked the door.

“Turn round then” as Gemma then knelt in front of me and started undoing my belt and trousers. Trousers down then- Baby Pants down, she then unpinned my nappy telling me

“hold onto the sides so it doesn’t fall on the floor” as she then let the front of my nappy fall open and she pulled my bloated disposable nappy out and balled it before putting in the nappy disposal unit. She then opened her handbag and pulled out a clean disposable nappy.

“I was expecting this” she said as she opened the disposable nappy and fitted it between my legs, over my bits and pulling my terry nappy though to hold the disposable in place and then the terry nappy pinned back into place. My baby pants were pulled up, nappy bits tucked in and my trousers pulled back up which I was allowed to fasten myself.

“How did you know that I might need this” I enquired?

“You’re not the first nappy wearer that I’ve looked after” she said with a grin. I just hugged and kissed her, I couldn’t argue with the logic.

We found Chrissie as we made our way back towards the rink, she was still toddling about on her skates.

“Where you been” Chrissie asked?

“I just had to go and change his nappy” Gemma replied much louder than I would have preferred.

“Does that feel better now then?” Chrissie said giggling at me. My secret obviously not being as secret as I thought it was.

“Don’t worry about it” Chrissie said seeing the look of surprise on my face, “I saw the nappy in her bag earlier and asked her what it was for? She said you had damaged your abdomen in your bike smash leaving you with a problem. If you need nappies then you need them, better wet nappy than wet pants.” Obvious really.

We went back to Chrissie’s moms for tea during which it was decided that we could all stay over to have a drink and a laugh. The girls had obviously planned this in advance as Gemma said she had some PJ’s for me.

After Tea, Chrissie and her mom were tidying up and Rob had gone out for a smoke when Chrissie’s mom turned to Gemma and said

“Why don’t you take him up and get him changed and then both get your PJ’s on, I’ve set the back room up for you.” As we got up we went into the backroom where a new PJ T Shirt and shorts in my size were sitting on the bed with nappies and rubbers sitting on top next to my change bag out of the car and a changing mat too. I obviously need to pay more attention as I never saw any of that happen.

We went out, we split up and then I left.

1989I’m 24, I had changed jobs and was living in a work based hostel down south. The toilets were a bit of a trek from my room but no problem as I was wearing my nappy most of the time anyway.

I also got a part time job with a kissogram agency where I did some work for them as a stripper just for fun. It was a very small company being the 2 owners Lucy and Max and about 5 of us who did gigs for them. They lived in a small house with a big garden in a rural location so no neighbours close by and I used to go round at weekends to see them as I had little else to do. Their daughter Louise was 3 and slow to potty train so she was out all of the time in the summer playing in the garden in her bulky nappy under her dress as her mom preferred cloth.

I got quite friendly with one of the girls Michaela. Lying on my bed in my room reading a tech magazine one weekend morning and there is a knock at my door. I open the door and there is Michaela, she had persuaded reception to let her in and up to my room. I was in shock but also still in my PJ’s and in a wet nappy. She came in and she sat on my bed whilst I sat on the stool and we started talking. She had bought a new car radio and Lucy told her I could fit it for her and now here she was.

Now here is the thing, we both work as strippers and we have both seen each other naked and I need to get undressed to get changed and in to my day clothes. Trying to be clever I slide my PJ bottoms and nappy off together to try and hide it but Michaela does no more than lean over to grab my PJ bottoms and fold them neatly while she is making my bed tidy. This leaves my nappy and rubbers sitting in a ball on the floor.

“where does this go” she asked picking up my discarded nappy off the floor.

“in the bucket in my wardrobe please” I replied. While still standing in front of my wardrobe, Michaela asked

“what do you want, nappy or pants”?

“nappy please” and Michaela passed my a couple of terry nappies and a pair of baby pants.

She then just sat on the stool and started chatting about her car and radio while I lay on my bed and got my nappy and baby pants on followed by shorts T shirt and sandals. We then went downstairs and I set about changing her car radio which took a couple of hours.

A couple of hours later and we were done so we jumped in her car and went to a pub for some lunch on her, a nice meal on a nice day and as we were getting ready to leave, Michaela said

“I’m just going to nip to the loo then we can get you back home and get your nappy changed”

A few weeks later and I had gone round to see Lucy, I was in the garden with Lucy and Louise. Lucy had asked if I could fix her outside tap, of course, no problem. I got soaked doing it. Lucy just said to give her my shorts and T shirt and she would get them dry. I was hesitant to take my shorts off but Lucy then with a big grin on her said

“Its OK, I know about your nappies, I’ve noticed them every time you’re here and Michaela told me about you changing your nappy while she was at yours and how you tried to hide it.” Outside tap finished off and I’m under the car in just may nappy fixing some spotlights. Struggling and straining a bit with the light and I soaked my nappy, unexpectedly. Lucy came out and told me

“Your clothes are clean and dry now but I don’t think your nappy is” while chuckling to herself

“You can use the downstairs bathroom to get changed” I went to my car to get my bag and then into the bathroom and changed.

A few weeks later and I was round Lucy’s again when 2 new girls were round talking about jobs and gigging for Lucy, we said hi as Lucy introduced me as one of her star performers. The girls were looking impressed when Lucy said

“and he has a secret. Undo his shorts and you’ll see” the girls stepped forward and each grabbed and untied the cord of my shorts then pulled them down leaving me standing there in my gleaming white nappy and baby pants”

“nappies” they both squealed in delight putting their hands over their mouths

“and he uses them” Lucy said. The shock led to the inevitable and I wet myself standing there being watched which only delighted the girls more

“Haha, wet nappies” as they watched my nappy change colour in front of them.

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The job and the life wasn’t working for me and me and Gemma had got back together. I was going up to see her most weekends and sofa surfing with friends and then I found a new job near home. Gemma and I moved in together, initially at my moms but then we rented a place of our own. It was tricky with it being the first time we had each lived with a partner and we had our ups and downs but Gemma went too far.

I found out she was pregnant but seeing someone else. Then I came home one day after work to find a disposable nappy taped to my front door and “Welcome Home to Nappy Land Gary” written across it in marker pen. The house was empty and on checking my wardrobe, all of my nappies and baby pants were missing. I noticed the loft hatch had been moved and on inspection, found all of my nappies and stuff had been thrown into the loft. I got them down and into my car and took them all back to my moms house which was currently empty. I arranged for a removal company the following day, early while Gemma was not there. I took all of my furniture but left what we had bought together. She did turn up before I left but was she more angry with me for leaving her and telling me that it was her brother and Ross who had moved my stuff and made the door sign. She allowed it to happen and I was out of there.

I couldn’t stay at my moms as she had moved in with her new partner and her house was sold. After a week in a B&B I moved in with a mate of a mate Steve who had separated with his girlfriend and had a spare room.

We went into town for a pint on a fairly regular basis and it was quite surprising how many friends we had in common. I told him about my disability, and he says it is no problem providing I don’t hang around in the house with nothing else on. In town we were soon making quite a stir with the ladies who after finding out that we were not gay despite living together started hanging out at house with us.

Obviously, I was reluctant to sleep over with any of the girls as I was trying to keep my secret a secret. Steve however soon had a lady, Leigh, who was staying regularly and helping around the house. I was in the box room at the back with a bed Steve had made and my own mattress. A wardrobe and a set of drawers. All of my nappies that I could keep at the house were in a single suitcase in the wardrobe. My wet nappies were in a bucket with a lid in the corner of my room but they were only damp as I was mainly using my disposable nappies. I came home from work one evening to find Leigh looking very pleased with herself.

“I was bored today so I decided to sort your room out for you and do your washing.” She said still very pleased with herself. I went into the living room and looked through to the garden to see the washing line full of nappies and a couple of my shirts along with a few pairs of socks. I went up to my room to find she has sorted my drawers and emptied my suitcase into them. I was stunned. Leigh came up and was standing outside my open door.

“You don’t need to do this” I stammered “I was trying to keep it private” I said

“oh, sorry but I found your washing in your bucket and saw your suitcase was full so I was just trying to help” Leigh replied.

“Thanks but I’ll sort it”

“Your nappies will be easier to get to in your drawer and I’ve put the bag of baby nappies in the bottom of your wardrobe” and then she left.

Steve had the hots for another girl Laura in the pub despite being with Leigh but she kept saying no. We were in there with a big gang the one night and Laura asked me if she could have a word in private to which I obviously agreed.

“I don’t want to go out with Steve because I want to go out with you!” she stated, after thinking for a moment I said

“OK but lets keep it cool until we’ve told Steve” turns out Steve did not really care and me Steve, Leigh and Laura all drove back to the house with Leigh and Laura in the back of the car having a quiet chat that I could not hear. A quick chat downstairs and then we went up to our rooms. Leigh with Steve and Laura with me.

We had our fun and I was considering the logistics of what I need for bed when Laura looked in my eyes and said

“I’d better get you ready for bed.”

By this point I have not mentioned anything about disabilities or nappies or anything, Seeing panic, Laura cuddles me and says

“Don’t worry, I’ll do this for you. My brother is a bed wetter too, so I am always doing his nappy for him before he goes to bed and then change him in the night if he has a nightmare.” Laura then got out of bed and opened my bottom drawer to get a nappy and baby pants which she put on the bed then reached into the wardrobe for a disposable. All layered up and pinned on in seconds.

“Leigh told me what you needed and where it was” so much for my complaining about interfering.

Laura did not last long as there was no spark for me and then I got chatting to Sheila. I had known Shei;a in the pub for a while and then she came round one a Sunday afternoon. I had just done a wash and my nappies were out drying on the line where were sitting out on the patio.

“It’s true then” she said to me

“What’s true” I replied

“Your baby habit” she replied. Seeing my look of disbelief she continued “Only joking, but there is a rumour that you wear nappies. I didn’t twig at first as I just thought you had washed some towels but sitting here now, I can see they are baby nappies. Big ones but baby nappies non the less. Also now I am looking at you, I saw that when you went in the house you have a definite nappy bulge in your trousers front and back. Doesn’t bother me though. When I was younger I had a habit of wetting my knickers and my mom used to get cross with me and threaten me with nappies. Then when I was 12, I was out shopping with my mom and I wet my knickers walking to the precinct. Mom went berserk at me and dragged me into Boots. She bought the biggest baby nappies they had and pulled my knickers off and put a nappy on me in the shop. I didn’t mind though as no-one could see it under my skirt and it was more comfy than wet knickers. She then made me carry the bag of nappies round town until we got home. I wet the nappy in defiance before we got home so then she made me wear a nappy day and night until the bag was empty to learn my lesson. It was all in the summer holidays from school and I just made sure to wear a skirt whenever we went out, so nobody found out. It was not as much as a punishment as mom hoped though as I didn’t mind the nappies. I think that annoyed mom more than it punished me as all the nappies were wet by the time I took them off.”

“Oh wow” was all I could say.

We finished our drinks and Sheila took the pots in the kitchen. I stood up and started to collect my laundry and without warning just soaked my nappy whilst doing so.

“Didn’t do that though” says Sheila standing in the doorway watching me. “I can see your shorts expanding from here and now you have a bigger nappy butt” Sheila says giggling to herself.

We were planning to go to the cinema so I go in to change my nappy and get cleaned up, making sure to use some nappy cream as using my nappy can leave me sore later. I came down the stairs back to Sheila and she says

“Where’s mine? If you’re wearing a nappy then I want one too.” So we go upstairs and we sort her out with a Terry nappy and baby pants but she puts them over her knickers not wanting to be naked with me there.

I turn to go back downstairs and she says

“Give me a sec and I’ll be down” as I go down to find my shoes and keys. Sheila comes down a couple of minutes later with her knickers in her hand.

“I might need these later” she says as she stuffs them in her handbag “I was thinking I’ll just wear a nappy for fun but these feel great so I took my knickers off in case I use it”

Dressed and tidy and we jumped into my car and went into town to the cinema. We got drinks and pop corn and the cinema was quite empty so nobody was sitting right next to us and we settled in to watch the movie. 45 minutes in and Sheila has emptied her drink and is squirming a bit in her seat. I whisper to her

“You OK”

“Yeh but I need a wee” she whispers back

It is a quite bit in the film and I hear a hiss coming from her seat and she has a silly grin on her face.

“Better” I ask

“Yes, much better” she grins back

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Author: gbab65
Timestamp: Aug 18, 2024 at 8:20 PM
Content: My Padded Life 1991 - 19941991I’m 26 when I met my Bernie, I told her all about myself from day one. She was three years older than me and a divorcee with a couple of disastrous relationships behind her. At first she was happy to help and did everything she could, even changing my nappy as needed. We were soon engaged and went on holiday together camping in Wales. She let me wear nappies the whole time we were away and as I hate public toilets, she said I could use my nappy as I wished provided I changed myself straight away. Our annual camping trips went on like this ever after. I would wear a nappy 24/7 whilst we are on holiday and use it for everything, provided that I didn't embarrass her.
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Andre my neighbour when I met Bernie, he had split with his girlfriend Tammy but had agreed to fit a washing machine for her as she had lots of washing with her 2 year old daughter Lisa.
I had gone round with Andre and we had taken the washing machine up into the flat and I was getting it plumbed in. Tammy was in the room with us playing with Lisa and starts singing to Lisa

Gary’s got a nappy on, Gary’s got a nappy on.

, then giggling to herself. fortunately, Andre already knew about me but was a bit embarrassed for me at the same time.
We moved house with a change of my job and Bet was our new neighbour. She was living next door with 6 year-old Kelly as she had just split with her husband so me and Bernie would often pop round in an evening and hang out with her. It didn’t take long for Bet to find out I was in nappies and Bernie made no attempt to hide it, openly asking
“does your nappy need changing” while next door at Bet’s and we are all sitting in the living room is kind of a dead giveaway. Bet barely raised an eyebrow by the statement and started telling us how her Dad used to get Kelly’s nappies from the nappy factory up the road as they were lots cheaper.
I used to help out Bet with odd jobs from time to time. We were fitting a new carpet in Kelly’s room when I realised, I needed to go to the toilet very quickly. Part of my condition is that I cannot bring myself to sit on other people’s toilets. Bet already knew this and as I was telling her that I needed to leave, she just said
“oh come on we are so nearly done” to which I said
“I know, but I need to go to the loo” while picking up my tools.
“yeh I know that but can’t you just go in your nappy!”, “please, just so we can finish” and that was it and I stopped thinking about it and usedF my nappy while fitting the carpet. Even Kelly ran off giggling to herself.
Going out sometimes with Andre and sometimes with Bet, we eventually took them out at the same time and they got together. They moved in together initially in Andre’s house and then moved a couple of times before having John together and ending up living by the sea.
On one occasion, I had taken John to the beach by ourselves. I had received strict instructions to take his shoes and socks off if he wanted to go paddling which I did. He was soon splashing about in the water up to his knees and a couple of waves caught him up to waist height. I had been paddling with him and found a hidden trench in the sand which I stumbled landing on my bum in a pool up to my waist height as well. We were not overly upset by these incidents and soon decided to return home, both pleased with the fun that we had. As we walked back down the drive of his house my wife and his mom were both in the front garden and both saw us and burst into hysterics. Unbeknown to me, we both had waterlogged nappies that were hanging nearly round our knees, even the casual observer could see that we were both wearing very wet nappies.
It was at this point in John’s life that he was just working out what to do with clothes. He would sit there in a morning as his mom dressed him saying "trousers on", "socks on", "shirt on" and whatever else he was being dressed in. On one morning he walked in on me as I was just getting dressed and he saw me lying on the bed. He then started his familiar chant with "Gary's nappy on" as I pinned my terry nappy around my waist, "Gary's pants on" as I pulled my rubbers up over my nappy and he then went to describe every other item of clothing that I was wearing. I apologised to his mom that he had seen me but she said
“Don’t worry about, he has no idea who does and doesn’t wear nappies”
The following day it was raining really heavily, and I had taken Andre into town and dropped him off. When I got back, in the time it took me to get out of the car and into the house, I got completely soaked. Bet casually told me to take my wet clothes so that she could dry them for me. I tried to object but she pointed out everybody knew I was wearing nappy anyway so what was the problem. I was soon stripped down to just my nappy without another word.

1992I’m now 27, it is summer and Bernie and I are on holiday camping in Devon. My best friend Don from when I did my apprenticeship had moved down here with his parents to be near his sister. I knew his family well from when they lived in the midlands and treated me like their own family. It was Don’s sisters Birthday and she was having a party at a hall in the seaside town and we were invited. Don has always been a bit of a clown and joker and everybody knew this about him. Bernie and I had tuned up at the venue just as everybody else was arriving too. We went into the hall where everyone was gathering so we could see who we knew, which was quite a few.
The next thing I know is that my shorts are pulled down to my ankles leaving me standing there in my nappy. Don had sneaked up behind me and debagged me as a joke having no idea what I was wearing. This would normally be bad enough but tonight I was wearing a fairly bulky baby print disposable nappy. Slightly less bulky than my terries but there was no mistaking that I was wearing a nappy and a baby nappy at that and I had already wet it. Don just laughed and scarpered off leaving me to pull my shorts back up as quickly as I could. Fortunately, Bernie standing so close never really saw what happened and I didn’t know who else had seen and nobody said anything straightaway, I don’t even think Don noticed my nappy.
A little while later and our friend Sharon came over to chat with us
“nice pampers” she started with. So I had been seen.
“yes sorry about that but you know what Don is like, just a little gift from my bike smash” I replied
“don’t worry about it” Sharon said “at least you’ve got the good disposables, I used to use them on Becky” Becky was her daughter and she continued “nothing worse than a cheap leaky nappy. If you a wearing a nappy you might as well wear a good one”
“slightly smaller size I expect” I commented
“you’d be surprised” she said “but in bed at night, who knows”
Sharon did seem to know quite a lot about nappies!
“you seem to have lost some stars though!” she continued. I am obviously with a nappy expert here who can spot details and specifics across a crowded room in seconds. To be fair though, Sharon had her four children in a 10 year period with 2-3 years between each child. This means that with her comments, she has been changing nappies every day for at least a 12 year period, I guess that would make you an expert.

1994I’ve got another job now working in a data centre and on-call support with it, Getting called out in the middle of the night and I’m the only one there in the Admin Block where the data centre is. There are people in the warehouse but they don’t need to be in the Admin Block so I have the place to myself and not worry about what I am wearing. Usually I will just throw jogging bottoms or baggy shorts on over my nappy as I’m normally in and back out in 10 minutes, The pre-plan girl, Collene, comes in at 6 and works just outside the data centre printing all of the picking lists and despatch notes for the days operation. Being just outside the data centre, pre-plan were also fed by the positive pressure air-con of the data centre that is fed through floor ducts and it is only a glass wall between the two. The problem here is that when you enter pre-plan from the admin block, there is a massive rush of air out of the door but also a massive rush of air through the floor ducts. Collene stands over one of these air ducts in her blouse and skirt enjoying the draught. However, when someone opened the door the draught used to blow her skirt Marilyn style giving her quite the shock. This had happened half a dozen times when I was going in and we became good mates laughing at her predicament.
Sometimes however, I might get called in at 4am and still be there at 6am when Collene gets there and obviously, I am in my joggers and nappy. Collene knows what size I am as she sees me during the day when I’m in my suit and tie trying to be very discrete in a pullup. So, after the first few occasions of me surprising her with a draught up her skirt, she then surprised me turning up for work in pre-plan and being able to see me in the data centre and we got chatting. No comments at first but after I had been there 6 months or so and bumping into Collene early in the mornings she asked
“you look different in your joggers” she said
“Oh” I replied
“My niece looks like that in her leggings” she said
“Oh” I replied
“Yeh, exactly the same as you do. You don’t look like this later when you’ve got your suit on but when I come in early and you’ve been working through the night, you always look the same as my niece, But she’s only two”
“Oh” I replied. Collene now chuckling to herself says
“I know you’ve got a nappy on”
“Oh, sorry. I keep getting woken up in the early hours and I was hoping to be out of here before you start and expecting to be going back to bed, I haven’t had chance to change yet. I have an issue following a motorcycle accident and I need good protection for bed and light protection during the day.” I reply.
“I knew it, I haven’t said anything to anybody else, but I knew you were wearing a nappy!” chuckling to herself “have you used it?”
“Excuse me” I say but she is still chuckling
“Its ok, it is only you and me here and you see up my skirt all of the time. It is only fair I know about your under wear” she replies and now I’m chuckling with her.
“If I am being honest with you then yes, it is wet. I am unable to use the toilet wearing these so it use it or remove it. I choose to use it.” I say
“When, just now, did you wet it while I was here” she is now quizzing me.
“OK fair cop, yes I wet it while you were here in fact I wet it just as I was coming out here.”
This became the banter between us. I would ask if she had flashed her knickers recently and she would ask if I had wet my nappy.
It was a couple of months later, I had 5 nights in the trot of being called out at 10:00pm the 4:00am and I’m still there when Collene comes in.
“Morning” she greets me “You look knackered”
“I am” I reply but think I’ve finally got this bug out of the system. The elation was short lived as I stood there chatting and without warning, I used my nappy. Collene stood there and guessed immediately what I had just done.
“I think you need to get home quick and get your nappy changed” she said while grinning at me.
She wasn’t wrong.

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Author: gbab65
Timestamp: Aug 18, 2024 at 8:22 PM
Content: My Padded Life 2004-20122004I’m 39, Bernie and I have split up, again. My neighbour Monica persuades me that I should just go on holiday and her sister-in-law works in a travel agents and they get me booked up for a week in Majorca on my own. The hotel was OK, a bit basic and a bit off the main promenade but it was OK and there was an Irish bar just round the corner.

I am still in nappies most of the time, I did leave it off when I went scuba diving and there was a wet patch on my shorts when I got back to the hotel that evening but it looked like it had been caused by putting my shorts on top of my wet speedos after getting out of the sea.

The toilets in the bar were not nice so I made sure I went out in a clean nappy every night. No way was I going in the toilets if I didn’t have to. I got chatting to a couple of girls, Sally and Tina on my second night in there and they came over and found me every night after that. They were both really friendly and about 10 years younger than me but we all hit it off and had a great time. They were both Nursing Assistants in a care home for young adults with learning difficulties. I was chuckling at this and Sally thought I was been mean and smacked my bum. It was a bit noisy in there but both Sally and Tina heard the dull thud has she smacked by bum. The wrong sound and they both looked at each other and started laughing. Sally turned back to me and said

“I know that sound” and with her hand feeling under my bum she said “and if I’m not mistaken, somebody has got his nappy on.” Outed again.

They then started asking me about it and I told them about difficulties I had following my bike smash. They accepted my story but were then discussing whether I needed blue, pink or green, apparently the colour indicated the size of nappy in the home where they worked and they decided blue were too small and pink were too big so I must be green.

“White actually for me” I said

”But then yellow” Tina replied while they were both giggling. Sally went behind me and pulled up the back of my shirt exposing the top of my nappy and my plastic pants above my shorts

“No, blue cartoons here tonight” as she pulled my shirt back down and put her arm round me before starting to kiss me. Her other hand went down between my legs just as I let go a stream into my nappy and obviously feeling the heat she said

“You should be ok for a bit, it doesn’t feel full yet” and we then all sat together enjoying the night. Tina commented that it must be enlightening for me as a bloke to have to think about changes when I go out. Sally and Tina both laughing that it is normally just a girl thing.

On my last night there, we were in the bar as normal but coming upto getting ready to go back to my hotel and Tina disappeared leaving just me and Sally together. She came back to my hotel room with me and undressed me and took my nappy off. She wiped my nappy area clean with a baby wipe and then pulled me into my bed and we had some fun. Lying there afterwards, she leaned across and kissed me before getting out of bed. She pulled her underwear back on and slipped back into her dress. Sally then got the baby wipes and came back over to the bed and started cleaning me. She then got one of my big nappies and said

“lift up” so I raised my bum off the bed as she pulled the nappy under me

“down” and I dropped down on to my nappy which she then pulled it through my legs and taped me up securely. She then got my blue carousel plastic pants and fed them up my legs and getting me to lift again settled them in place over my nappy. Kissing me again she said

“there you go, you stay here as you have to be up early in the morning” and she left.

The following morning and I am up early. Shower and nappy change then down for breakfast and out of the hotel by 8 for our transfer to the airport leaving me feeling what could have been.

2005I’m 40 and Bernie is back again and we are trying to make it work. It is summer and we are over at our neighbours Reg and Monica's for barbeque and Bill and Kiley are there too. It is very warm and we are all in shorts and vests. It is getting later in the evening and still very warm and we have all been drinking since the afternoon when the silly games start. First it is the drinking games but the girls didn’t think that fair so Monica comes up with the dares. Take your top off then take your bottoms off to your underwear then run 2 doors up to the end of the street in your underwear. I was obviously reluctant but after all of the girls had took there tops off to their bra’s and bottoms off to their knickers they said I was being unfair not taking my shorts off. Whether they were all too drunk to notice or just didn’t care, it was only Monica who squealed with delight when I took my shorts off revealing my nappy. I did the end of the street and back too then we just got back to sitting around drinking and chatting in our underwear. We did pull our T shirts back on but no bottoms and nothing said about my nappy at first but a little while later and everybody is taking it in turns to go to the loo, when one has to go then suddenly everybody has to go it seems, everybody that is except me. Monica picked up on this straight away

“Aren’t you going for a wee Gary, or have you already been?” I just sat there squirming when Monica came straight up to me looking at the nappy not concealed between my legs, “have you wet your nappy then, you have haven’t you hahaha” looking at the slight discolouration. We spent a bit more time drinking but then I was ready for bed. I got up to say bye and was following Bernie towards the gate with Monica following us to put some things in the house when it just happened. I farted a little but just emptied my load and useed my nappy.

“You haven’t” Monica chuckled at me before I had even figured what she was referring too “Have you just used your nappy?”

“Ah sorry, no control over that one” I replied feeling a little ashamed. Monica however was giggling

“I can’t believe you just went in your nappy when you were going home” she said

“I know, I’ll pop round tomorrow and then hopefully explain” I said, Bernie was clearly not happy with me.

Frosty reception from Bernie as we walked across the road to our house. I was upstairs and changing as Bernie just got into bed by herself, it appeared that I had clearly gone too far.

The following morning, I was up showered and changed. Bernie was like

“I don’t know why you’ve put that on when you’ve just got clean and showered. I’m going out till later” and she got in her car and was gone.

A little while later I saw that Monica had been out her car and come back so probably up the shops so I ventured over to say thanks for last night. I’m in a T shirt and my shorts are my short baggy ones.

I knock on Monicas door and she opens the door looking her normal bright and giggly.

“About last night” I begin

“You fancy a drink” she says, “the gate is open so I’ll see you in the back.” Monica is very house proud and no shoes allowed so as we were going to the back garden anyway, it was easier to go through the gate than take shoes off and then put shoes on. Once in the garden and a minute later and Monica is there with two cups of tea and I begin

“Sorry but it’s a problem I’ve had for a while” I say while Monica is sniggering “at least you see the funny side, which is good”

“I just can’t believe that you were wearing a nappy, OH sorry, you’re still wearing a nappy, I can see it, hehehe, oh sorry I shouldn’t laugh it is just a bit different that’s all” she says

“It’s OK and stop apologising, it is a little gift from a motorcycle accident 20 years ago, I’ve got used to it.” I reply

“Do you have to wear them all of the time” she asks

“Only when I don’t want wet pants” I offer

“And you use them for everything” she asks

“Not entirely no, I make up a point of using the toilet to try and clear out to prevent incidents like last night but they happen” I reply

“So you have no control?” she asks

“No, I have some control when I concentrate on it but it can catch me unawares” I reply “Anyway I need to nip into town as Bernie has gone off in a huff”

“Ooh, can I come” she asks

“Of course, are you ready” and we get in my car and drive into town. Driving over the river and Monica is asking why there are no houses on the flat land by it and I’m telling her about the flood planes.

We park nearby and take a walk across the field towards the river and climb down the bank to water level to watch the swans before returning to the car. Monica turns to follow me up the bank away from the river when she squeals

“I can see it, hehehe, I can see your nappy under your shorts, hehehe, have you wet it yet?”

“Yep, I’m wetting it right now” I respond

“Really, your having a wee right now and nobody can tell” she says

“well I can tell”

2012I’m 47, Me and Bernie are finally divorced, I was unable to take the to’ing and fro’ing of saying yes its OK, no it’s not OK and we split.

I kept the house and stayed single and with Cindy living nearby, we regularly went out on our bikes on the local trails. I’m back in nappies 24/7 but that suits me. Cindy frequently tells me that my house smells like babies or my nappy and baby rubbers are sticking out the top of my trousers, no filter!

I have a new job driving a lot and I am frequently driving round rural Wales with nowhere to stop for toilets. I have a weak bladder anyway so nappies are a necessity for me. I will wear an adult pullup nappies if I think I’m near loos but when out in Wales I need a full nappy. I can wear a pullup for little leaks and then still use the toilet or a full nappy for full wettings but then I can’t use the toilet.

Bet and Andre have moved, I pass within a mile of their house whenever I’m coming or going in to Wales and frequently stop there. I had stopped for a coffee with them, Andre and Josh were out at work so just Bet and Kelly at home, Bet had gone to make coffee’s and Kelly just stood looking at me and she said

“Is it full?”. “it looks full” I was like what! Kelly than clarified

“is your nappy full” just as Bet is coming back in with the coffee’s

Bet smiled and said

“Have your coffee first then you can change your nappy after” like it is the most normal conversation in the world. I drank my coffee and then went and got my nappy bag out of the car so I could get changed. Bet saw what I had and said

“Red top bin please” as I had previously put used nappies in the wrong bin so now get reminded every time.

Once changed and back downstairs, I was now wearing my shorts that I had packed as it was a hot day. Andre came home from work and we started discussing some of what he needed doing which included changing to LED lights on the kitchen cabinets.

We set about that and I had climbed up on to the counter top to replace some bulbs on the top. Andre had gone into the garage and Kelly is looking up at me and starts

I can see your nappy, I can see your nappy.

Bet just laughed and said

“Your nappy is showing over the top of your trousers too when you’re leaning over a bit too. Also is there any chance you can sort my fridge door in the garage for me please.” I said I could, but I needed to get home. Guessing exactly what I was talking about, Bev had baby wipes and a nappy sac in her hand.

“Oh Please” she said. She knows me too well.

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Author: gbab65
Timestamp: Aug 18, 2024 at 8:23 PM
Content: My Padded Life 2013-20152013I’m 48, another of my friends, Ace had 5 kids, the youngest 2 of whom were still in nappies. Another friend where I do lots of handyman jobs for and another place where I frequently get my nappy changed. I had been there a couple of hours cutting back the garden hedge for her. She was at home with the 2 little ones when I said I need to be going soon. Another person who knows that meant and that I was going home to use the toilet but she also knew me well enough. She went inside and came out with a large child size nappy and a nappy bag and said

“Any chance you can just finish this bit” I finished what I was doing and went in my nappy. I went back into the house when I had done, to find Ace and the kids in the kitchen

“Somebody needs their nappy changing” she said while passing me the clean nappy and nappy bag. “The baby wipes are in the upstairs bathroom, you can leave that in the bin in there when you’ve tied it up as I need to empty the bin anyway.”

A little while later and the older kids got home from school, their 11-year-old daughter Amy had been asking if she could have her cabin bed moved in her room so I volunteered. I went into the room with them and figured I could lift the cabin bed by crawling under it and lift it on my back which is what I did. I moved a bag out of the way and a bag of the large child size nappies like I had been given earlier

I passed the nappies to Ace who told Amy to put her nappies away in the wardrobe and I then crawled under the bed to move it. While I’m moving the bed I can feel that my shirt has lifted up and I hear Amy telling Ace

“I can see his nappy, he’s wearing pampers”

“shush” Ace replied “it’s one of your nappies that he’s wearing”

The advantage of being skinny is that I can still just about fit in child size nappies.

That year I went round on New Years eve to see the New Year in with them. Ace, her Husband H and 5 kids along with her sister M. We had been eating and playing videos when I felt I should change. Ace had told me to let her know if I did,

Since getting to know Ace she had taught me some Makaton, so I caught Ace’s attention and signed moving my fingers from my sides to the front around my waist, this means nappy change. Ace caught on straight away and went into the front room and came out with a hand full of child size nappies which she carried upstairs but passing through the room with everybody in. Ace then came downstairs and quietly said she had put the nappies in the drawers by the bathroom, baby wipes and nappy sacs were in the bathroom.

I went upstairs passing M at the top of the stairs but pausing a moment before getting a nappy out of the drawers, being careful as I was aware that M had been watching me. I then went into the bathroom to change. I pulled my trousers and baby pants down and pulled my bloated disposable nappy out of my terry nappy then fed the clean nappy in. I pulled my mainly white cartoon baby pants back up over my nappy and started to make sure everything was settled when the door opened. I had forgot to lock it. M is standing there looking at me in my nappy, looking at the used nappy on the toilet seat then says

“Oh sorry” and closes the door. I ball the nappy up and put it into a nappy sac which I drop in the bin. I pull my trousers up and wash my hands. Leaving the bathroom and M is waiting there and she says

“Sorry about that, I didn’t know anybody was in there or I would have knocked”

“No sorry it’s my fault, I should have locked the door” as I stood there thinking that she had seen me go in then come back a few minutes later and is surprised to find me still in there.

A little while later and Ace comes over to me

“I think M knows your nappies, she said she went in after you, you didn’t flush the toilet and there is a used nappy in a nappy sac in the bin on top of everything and she saw you signing to me, she taught me Makaton” I smiled at Al,

“There is no think about it, she came in as I was just finishing changing my nappy and my trousers were still round my knees so I’m just in my nappy, a wet nappy on the toilet seat before I had balled it up and put it in a nappy sac.” Definitely caught.

2014I’m 49, one of my good friends sister is a horsey woman and totally practical with it. But not in the slightest bit technical. I had been asked if I could fix a gate and setup some outside lights in the stables for her. Just the normal sort of tasks I get asked all of the time. It is summer and I am wearing a pair of shorts that I really should be more careful with as they are quite baggy and quite short. Quite baggy in that they have large leg holes that allow any underwear to be seen from the wrong angle like if I’m above them like up a ladder. I’m up the ladder while Al is at the bottom looking up at me to say where she wanted the light.

The kids, Mat 3 & Nic 4, are out playing on the trampoline as I finish the light.

Al brings the play session to an end when she says

“OK, pop time, does your nappy need changing, Mat” and we walk into the house. As we get in, Alex picks a couple of nappies up out of the bag on the side and hands one to me.

“Sorry but I only have size 6’s but that should keep you going, you can change in the downstairs bathroom.” Some people are too good at this as I was wearing a pampers size 6 inside my Terry nappy and baby pants. Alex seeing the surprise confusion or lack of speech as an indication went on “sorry but I can see your nappy up your shorts when you are up the ladder and I can see your nappy waistband when you came down the ladder.

“no, its OK thank you, it is not often that I get given a nappy to change into without asking” I managed to reply

“Well you know me and I know your nappy needs changing” came the reply. Off to the bathroom I went, nappy in hand.

The following day and I am there again to finish off the lights on the stables. I’ve been there a couple of hours and Al has kept the pop coming but now I am wet again.

“Right I think I’m going to leave it there” I say but immediately Al comes back with

“Oh come on, you’ve only got a bit to finish”

“I know” I say “but I need to wee quite badly”

“Well that’s no problem for you is it, you’ve got your nappy” Al says

“But..” but I am immediately cut off

“You can just go in your nappy and then get changed after” she comes back with

“But..” is all I can manage

“Just go in your nappy, its going in the bin anyway and I don’t care if your nappy gets used”

I wet my nappy beyond my expectations as I finished off her wiring. As I came down the ladder, Al did no more than cup the bulge in the back of my shorts and mush it into my bum.

“See, no problem at all. Lights are all done and all for the cost of a nappy that now needs changing badly” seeming quite pleased with herself. Back in the house and I am presented with another clean nappy, a nappy sac and a full pack of baby wipes. The boys had appeared and wanted me to see there knew electric play car in the garden. Al steps in again

“Leave Gary alone, so he can change his nappy and then he will come and look at your car” no discretion.

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A few weeks later and I’m round at Al’s dads next door mowing his lawn. It’s a big lawn and it normally takes me a couple of hours to do. It is a warm day and Al had brought me a dink out a couple of times to keep hydrated. By the time I’m done, I’ve got the lawn looking good and Al had popped round to see her dad. She came out the patio doors to me

“That looks great but I bet your nappy is ready for changing, I’ve put a clean one in the kitchen for you when you’ve done.”

Finished and packed, I went into the kitchen to get washed up and sure enough there is a large child size pampers nappy sitting on the counter in the middle of the kitchen. There is also my friend Helen and her two daughters Tania 15 and Polly 13. I wash my hands and Polly says

“Is that your nappy Gary” pointing to the nappy in the middle of the room. Al comes over to us and states

“Yes it is, yours aren’t this colour are they” Al says to Polly as she passes me the nappy which is now obviously mine. I sneak off to the downstairs bathroom to change but there is no bin in there. I come out a few minutes with my new nappy on hidden under my shorts and trying to hide my balled up wet nappy behind my back. Al sees me and says from the other side of the packed kitchen

“Just put your wet nappy in the bin Gary, I have to empty it anyway”. No hiding who wears nappies around here.

2015I offer to tow a retail unit up to a festival for a mate and take a couple of girls. I set the unit up then pitch my tent behind the unit in the retail pound. Tent is big enough with 3 separate bedrooms so I still have my privacy, even though I said the girls could stay with me. I’ve heard about festival toilets so I’m not even going there. When I say girls though, I mean 2 young women who are both mothers and have left their kids with friends and family in order to work the weekend. The problem I have always had with moms though is that they are too perceptive. We were still setting the site up when they found out I was wearing a nappy. I need longer T shirts and bigger shorts.

Gwen was first with

“Does your nappy need changing yet”, I laughed at Gwen’s comment as I thought she was joking “then she comes with definitely a nappy droop on your bum” then Mandy said

“Gwen is right, your nappy is definitely looks like it needs changing.” I then noticed that Mandy had rolled out from under the van where she had been connecting pipes looking straight up my shorts, seeing me notice her she said “Perfect view of your nappy from down here.” That was it for the entire weekend does your nappy need changing, have you changed your nappy yet, have you wet your nappy, have you got your nappy in ready for bed, did you wet your nappy last night and every other comment you can think of.

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I’ve been on a dating website and met some corkers.

Being very open that I have disabilities, this screens most out but I still get to meet a few. Normally within 15 minutes it becomes plainly obvious that it is all about them, they have not read my full long-winded bio and they have no idea what I mean by disabilities and all of the encounters have stopped there. I had instigated these meetings so all my own fault.

Then I got

“Hi” from T

A previously unresearched and unnoticed lady messaged me directly. No spring chicken but no older than me either and she is fairly local, what have I got to lose so I message back with

“Hi, how are you” and then we get chatting. Covering the basics of age, marital status, kids, pets, expectations, etc.

We chat easily and from a similar area but very different backgrounds. I have now come up with a way to sort people out as to whether to go any further and learn about each other at the same time and that is to state 3 things about yourself with 2 true and 1 lie.

I go first with

I was a champion skier
I used to have green hair
I wore a nappy for bed in junior school
T comes back 1 is a lie, I say no it’s actually no. 2

T then lists

I have 5 kids
I have a degree in psychology
I make dolls
I say 3 is a lie, to which T no it’s no. 2

I go again

I’m a motorcycle racer
I wore a nappy for bed in senior school
I used to be in a wheelchair
T comes back with 1 and I say true

T goes again

I was a bedwetter
I ran the London Marathon
I have 8 grand kids
I say 3 and T says no 2

So now I know that she has older kids and grandkids, she was a bed wetter and she does not think it unbelievable that I wear nappies, this is promising.

I go again

I have done figure skating
I wore a nappy when I got married
I’m an IT geek
T comes back with 1 and I say true.

T then says

“I’m bored with this, when can we meet?”

“now” is all I can say and we then arrange the when and where. She only has one daughter left at home, Beth and she is at her dads for the night, so we agree on meeting in a couple of hours time in a coffee shop of a supermarket. Not the most romantic place but it will have a space where we can talk and it is also public so she will feel safe.

I get dressed and I’m wearing purple jeans and a flowery purple shirt, black ankle boots and I have shaved, deodorant and cologne along with of course, wearing a nappy under my jeans. Not super obvious unless you’re a mom who’s had kids in nappies!

I get there early with a bunch of flowers but no bottle of anything as I already know she does not drink and then T turns up and we get our coffees and sitting alone we start to chat.

I thought I was being discreet but have since had the comments

Where did your hair go
Where the hell did that shirt come from
That nappy was not discreet
I had hair in the photos on the dating website but had decided to shave down with clippers to 2mm. My shirt was purple with small flowers on that my mom had bought for me, I thought it looked great. T is a mom who has had 5 kids, she can spot a nappy from a mile away even under clothes.

At least I tried.

Must have got something right though as we started seeing each other. I think I must be the luckiest guy in the world as T is now my everything. She has 5 kids from 3 fathers but they are all one family and nobody counts the step this of half that. I’m not imposing myself on them and I don’t pretend to be dad, I’m just Gary. T will let me wear use and remove my nappies but putting nappies on is her job and she is good at it. I must warn her with some of my cheaper disposables as she will rip the wings off while putting it on me.

We started with me visiting T at her flat in an evening but as I was up at 4 o’clock in the morning, I was having to leave T’s by 8:30 in order to be home and in bed by 9 to get up early. After a week of this T decided it better if she and Beth came to mine then we could be together longer in an evening. I would cook tea for them and then we would sit and chat initially until T decided I needed sorting out. T started with sorting my drawer and taking everything out and ironing it. She then did the same with my wardrobe and my purple flower shirt disappeared. Finally she found where I was hiding my nappies and stuff under my bed and repurposed a cupboard in my study as my nappy store.

Sometimes T would be waiting outside my house when I got home from work. I would open the door and we would all go in and take our shoes off. On one of these occasions, I said

“I’m just going to change” before going upstairs to take my work clothes off. T however just gave Beth her phone and followed me. I had just taken my jeans off when T walked in. She looked at me and said

“lie on your bed then” and she then just undressed me and changed my nappy for me.

“this is soaked, looks like you’ve been in it all day” she said.

“I have” I replied. Beth passed me my PJ’s and I got dressed in them before going back downstairs to make tea. As I walked past Beth she looked up and giggled and then started whispering to her mom as I went into the kitchen,

T came in a few moments later chuckling to herself

“What?” I said. T replied with

“Beth says you smell and sound like a crinkly baby. I just told her that sometimes big people have to wear things too. She said what? Like a nappy and I said yes like a nappy. Beth was then giggling and asked me if I have to change your nappy, I just said yes I changed your nappy and now she thinks it is funny.” I guess I will never keep this secret.

You can also see the extremes of what I have endured. When I was younger, nobody cared and let me get on with it. Then as I got into my teens and early 20’s, none of my girlfriends could cope with it. But now as I am getting older again it is getting easier and less people care.

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Author: gbab65
Timestamp: Aug 21, 2024 at 8:58 PM
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diapernh said:

Very good biography

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Written like a biography but actually fiction in places using reality as a catalyst for where it may have gone. Your decision as to where reality becomes fiction. More reality than some might expect.