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Diapered at 14
I had to stay with my grandma for a while when I was 14 due to some family issues. I had stayed there many times before. When I was younger I wet the bed often and still had daytime accidents sometimes. By 14 I didn't wet the bed anymore but I did wet my pants less than a year before. Still my grandma remembered all of that and wasn't taking any chances, so she had bought some Youth diapers "just in case," mostly for night but I wound up wearing them during the day too. For a couple of weeks I woke up dry and ended up just wearing the diaper well into the day, but still using the toilet. Then one day we were at the zoo. I was wearing a diaper under my shorts and had been walking around for quite a while. I had to go really bad and was going to tell my grandma, intending to use the toilet, but then I saw this other girl across the way with her mom. She was about 7ish and they were standing there while she appeared to be doing the pee pee dance. My grandma was sitting on a bench with me standing next to her, and I saw the girl squat down. I could see her diaper through the leg openings of her shorts, and knew her mom must have decided to diaper her for the day too. I assumed she was peeing and I smiled as I watched her, wondering if I should just ... and then I squatted too, and started to pee. It felt so good to just go. I noticed people looking at me as they walked by and wondered if they knew. My grandma did, and when I stood up she checked my diaper right there. We left right about then and she changed my diaper at home. After that I started to just use my diaper almost all the time. I lived with my grandma for almost a year before returning home. By then I basically of had to potty train all over again.
That's awesome! I'm glad you had that diaper time with your grandma when you were 14. Were you sad when you realized you had to stop the diaper wearing? Did your mom immediately start buying you pull-ups to re-potty train you, or did she only do it after multiple accidents that she realized wouldn't go away anytime soon? I hope the scoldings weren't too bad when you would have an accident, or that time she caught you squatting to ** your pull-up after you had been dry and clean for awhile. This kinda reminds me a little of when I was potty trained during the day at age 4. As I recall, I didn't want to give up my diapers. Again, sorry for all the replies, but, as I said in my first post here, I have a curious mind.
I had mixed feelings about it. I did like wearing diapers and using them, but when my mom came back into the picture and strongly disapproved, I kind of felt really weird about having done it all if a sudden. I really wanted to go back to using the toilet and tried to be good about it. My mom wanted me out of diapers so she reluctantly bought pull-ups after I had a few accidents. She didn't get really mad when I did though until the time I pooped in my pants after being dry for a while. It was hard wearing pull-ups and still trying to re-train. Part of me wanted to just use my pull-ups, and a few times I did on purpose and said it was an accident. When I finally did get used to using the toilet it was a just few years later that I stumbled onto ABDL content on YouTube. I was out if my mom's house by this time. She has no idea that I'm wearing again. I'd hate to find out what she thought if she found out.
I totally understand you being tempted to just use your goodnites. There were a number of times when I still wet the bed years ago that I would get lazy and give in and ** or pee on purpose in my goodnite. There were more than a few occasions where my parents would ask why they already had to buy more goodnites.
I had a long conversation with my grandma last November about when I was living with her. We hadn't talked about it since I went back home. I also revealed to her that I still like wearing diapers. I think I've wanted to tell her almost since I started wearing again a little over 3 years ago, but could never break the ice about diapers. It occurred to me that I could just show up wearing a diaper one day. It was a scary idea. How would she react? She might freak out, or she might even tell my mom. I'm still afraid of her finding out. I decided to go through with it though. I put on a crinkly plastic backed diaper. I wanted it to be noisy to draw her attention to it. I wore denim shortalls over it that were hemmed up pretty short but still covered the diaper as long as I was standing. From the car to her door I could hear it crinkle pretty loudly. I didn't think she could miss it. I was so scared as I knocked, but she answered the door and I smiled and said "Hi grandma" and hugged her. As we went inside towards her living room, my diaper crinkled all the way. I thought "She is going to say something." But she didn't. She sat on her sofa and I sat on a chair across from her. Even then I thought she must have heard the crinkle as I sat down, but still she said nothing. We talked a little while and I was pretty nervous and sitting stiffly, so I sat criss-cross applesauce. I looked down for a second and could see my diaper in the leg openings. I though she might too but maybe not from where she sat. I moved around a lot and bounced my legs sometimes just to make my diaper crinkle. She still didn't say anything, but asked me if I'd like something to drink. I said yes, and we both got up to go to the kitchen, but as I stood she waited for a moment with a quizzical look on her face as she looked at me. I thought she finally noticed, but she still didn't say anything. We went to the kitchen and I stood there a moment while she poured two glasses of juice...
... Again she looked at me with that same expression but said nothing. I started to wonder if I was going to just have to tell her or show it to her. Her cat came in and rubbed against my ankle, and I squatted down to pet her. My diaper crinkled loudly as I went down. I looked and my diaper was visible through my leg openings. I was still facing my grandma and she saw it too. She knew this time, and said "is that a diaper you're wearing?" I picked up the cat and stood, really nervous now, and nodded. She said "I thought so" It turned out she did hear the crinkling all along, but wasn't sure until she saw it. She asked "Why, are you still having accidents?" I could have just said yes and left it at that. She might have understood that. At her age she knew well that many teens and adults have bladder control problems and that they make diapers for them. No big deal. But I wanted her to know the whole story. I said "Yes..but not exactly." I went on to explain that I am an AB/DL and what that meant, and that there are many adults who while not incontinent simply like wearing and using diapers. I saw a worried look on her face. She said "well..I guess I might be to blame for this." I could tell she was struggling with it. I didn't want her to feel guilty, so I said "it's okay grandma. I'm not ashamed of it. You shouldn't be either." I went on to say that yes, it did go back to when I lived with her and wore diapers, and that led to a long conversation about that time. We were back in the living room, and she remembered how mad my mom was when she found out. She asked if I told her. I said "No! I'm still afraid to tell her, but I figured that you might understand" She couldn't blame me for not telling my mom, but she said "I'm not sure I do." She still felt like this was her fault. As we talked about it she reminded me of all the turmoil at home that led me to live with her, and how angry said and depressed I was. I cried a few times as we recalled some things...