Title: New Beginnings
Author: BabyInDiapers
Date: 9/7/2005


**** WARNING ** ATTENTION ** CAUTION ** SPECIAL NOTE ****
THIS STORY DOES CONTAIN SOME SEXUAL CONDUCT BETWEEN THE
TWO MAIN CHARACTERS TOWARDS THE END. THIS STORY IS NOT
APPROPRIATE READING FOR THOSE WHO ARE UNDER 18 YEARS OLD!
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It was a time of new beginnings. My father had to change jobs 
and we relocated. I had just finished my senior year in high 
school. Now I was enrolled in junior college. During this time 
in my life I had struggled with a lot of problems; Drug 
addiction, violent anger, and many other things. The last few 
days before the move, a girlfriend I had for a few months had 
been talking to me about salvation. I received Jesus as my 
savior about a week before my family moved.


It was during the first year that I began to learn more about 
what all that meant. I communicated long distance to this 
girlfriend of mine. Finally we broke up. It wasn't too much 
longer before I started to get involved in drugs again.  I 
realized this was tearing my life apart. I finally found a 
local church and just recommitted my life to the Lord.


It was there, at that little small church that I found people 
who loved me as I was. I learned about the Bible, and learned 
a new way of life. One night I even saw angels as I woke one 
night in my room. From that day on I knew the Lord was truly 
there. At that point I was filled with enthusiasm to spread 
the Gospel. I began to testify to the youth, and work along 
side the youth director. Life was good.


One winter, I accompanied the youth of our church on a trip to 
Tennessee to hear some speakers and check out some concerts. 
On the way back from that trip I became very sick. During the 
next few days as I laid in bed I began to think about a lot of 
things. Some fragments from my childhood. I began to remember 
how as a young boy I would lay in bed at night fantasizing 
about what it would be like to be a baby again. In the next 
few days, I began to frantically seek ways to reenact scenes 
of my early childhood.


I began to realize that now that I was born again and free 
from sin, and that I saw myself in a new light, that it must 
have opened up things that lay hidden in me during my 
turbulent teen years. When I had time alone, I would use 
towels as make-shift diapers, and so on. One day I finally got 
up the nerve and went to a drug store and purchased a pack of 
adult diapers. I was hooked!


As the months went by, summer was approaching fast. I spent a 
lot of time around the church and hanging out with a few 
families that I had come to know pretty well. I began to fall 
in love with a girl from the church. The thing was, she was a 
minor so I couldn't really approach her about it. So, I just 
kept my feelings to myself.


One day while talking on the phone to this girl I decided to 
hint around to her about diapers and playing baby. To my 
surprise she was very cool about it. She asked if I was 
wearing a diaper now. I told her yes. Later that next Sunday 
she took me to the nursery while she watched some of the kids. 
She again asked if I had a "you know what" on. I blushed and 
said yes. I was very surprised to see that she showed an 
interest in such a peculiar thing. At the time, I thought I 
was the only one on earth with such interests.


One afternoon I was over at her house and still in a slightly 
wet diaper I had worn earlier that day at church. Her parents 
were not there. I felt like I had to poop. I told her I needed 
to take my diaper off because I needed to poop. She just 
laughed and told me to just go in the diaper. I told her I 
hadn't done that before. She smiled. I got up to go change and 
she grabbed my arm. "Seriously, just go. I'll clean you up." 
She said. I felt so embarrassed but I went ahead and pooped.


She opened up the diaper and wiped me and then put the dirty 
wipes in the dirty diaper and rolled it up. I pulled my pants 
up. She went outside and hid the diaper in the outside trash. 
We talked a little while when she came back in.  


A few times that summer she took me to the store and watched 
me buy diapers. She even got me a baby bottle. One afternoon, 
while she was folding laundry and watching soaps on 
television, she let me just lay there with a blanket and a 
bottle on her living room floor. She would say teasing 
comments to me like "Is baby's diaper all wet?" or "Is baby 
enjoying his bottle?" and so on. I blushed.


There was another time where she wanted to watch me rub myself 
on my diaper. She said she would change it after I came. I 
really felt weird about doing it since she was not quite 18. 
She just sat there in her reclining chair with me at her feet 
as I rubbed my crinkly diaper under a blanket. She used her 
foot to pull the blanket away. "Come on, I wanna hear you moan 
baby." She said while putting her foot against the bottom of 
my diaper and pushing on it as she rocked slowly.


That was the last encounter we had of that type. I became so 
obsessed with it that it made her uncomfortable so we quit. We 
still remained friends though. One time a year later while I 
was hanging out with her she told me that she wanted to try a 
diaper on. We went over to my house this time since my parents 
weren't home. I diapered her. She stood up and walked around 
in it. "I like how it feels." She told me. A while later after 
we were sitting there talking she wet it. She then laid down 
on my floor while I sat in a chair by my computer checking my 
e-mail. She began to put her hand down in her diaper. "Look 
baby, mommy's masturbating." She said in a seductive way. I 
couldn't believe it. I was breathless, and speechless.


I sat down next to her. I watched her have an orgasm. She 
really moaned a lot. I instinctively climbed on top of her and 
buried my face against her chest. "You want to suck on my 
nipples?" she asked. I nodded. She slid off her shirt and 
unclasped her bra. She laid back down I just laid there 
sucking her nipple. She put her hand on my crotch. I was rock 
hard. After a while we got in my bed and she gave me a hand 
job and I squirted all over my shirt. She took my shirt off 
and threw it onto the floor. She then let me suck on her other 
nipple while she held me. I fell asleep.


When I awoke I could tell instantly that she had pooped her 
diaper. "You did a poopie?" I asked. She giggled. "Yup." I got 
out of bed and went to my secret hiding place in my closet and 
retrieved some wipes. I wiped her tush and then put her in 
another diaper. I kissed her cheek. We sat and talked for a 
while and decided that what we had gone through was more from 
sexual tension then anything and decided to still be friends. 
We both also felt bad that we were being naughty. We prayed 
together and promised ourselves and God that we would not do 
things like that anymore.


A year or two went by, and she became pregnant with her 
boyfriend's child. To this day I am still close to her entire 
family, and even visit them on Christmas and buy presents for 
her children on birthdays and Christmas. A lot of things in 
those years during college happened that made me who I am now. 
New beginnings for me in many ways when I came to a new town, 
found the Lord, found my baby-self, and so on. And even new 
beginnings for my friend as she began to raise her own family.


THE END