Diaper dream
13 years ago
General
I had a strange dream a couple of days ago. I dream that i was wearing a thick wet and soggy diaper at my parents house. But something happen in the morning the lead to find a hard way so i cold take off my diaper. So i try to do it outside but it was hard to find a private place there to. But last a find a place for the diaper change behind some wooden fence but suddenly when i should start the change i relies that i wet my diaper more and it starting to leak.
In that moment i woke up from the dream and notes that i needed to pee.
Thats was a new type of dream. I have newer had that sort of diaper dream before. And most of the time when i woke up and need to pee when i wearing a diaper my pee pee is big.
In that moment i woke up from the dream and notes that i needed to pee.
Thats was a new type of dream. I have newer had that sort of diaper dream before. And most of the time when i woke up and need to pee when i wearing a diaper my pee pee is big.
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a two year old for some odd reason, and the only reason why it started is because I dreamed I was a two year
old and was enjoying every bit of it, especially the diapers. I would wake up having wet dreams. I would pray
to God on a nightly basis and perform odd rituals to become a two year old, and it never seemed to work.
Back then I thought I was the only person in the world with this desire. I was like this for five to six years
until I found Fur Affinity and realized that I was not the only person in the world with this desire. I started reading
articles for advice and it seemed they solved the problem not by moping about it or by praying, but by accepting
who they were and by buying what they desired.
This is the story of how I bought my first diapers. First off, I was making make-shift diapers to calm myself down
because of the stress of college. It seemed to work because I no longer had diaper dreams. I correlated it to this:
once I was wearing diapers, the dreams disappeared; once I was out of them, however, the dreams would come back.
This past summer was extremely stressful because I had to do most of the farm chores by myself while dad and grandpa
were in the field and Darren was enjoying his life partying most weeks (he had just graduated from high school). Not
to say that I didn't enjoy working on the farm; it's not something I would want to do for the rest of my life, however.
One day, mom and dad tell both Darren and I they were going up north, just the two of them for the weekend. Because
I already knew Darren was going to be gone visiting with his friends, I made a bold plan to give disposable adult diapers
a try. Before that moment, I would still wear (not use) my make-shift diaper during the night and whenever I was home
alone during the day. Anyway, buying the diapers proved more difficult than I realized, mainly because I still not had accepted
that I needed them. It took almost an hour to get the courage to even touch a package of them. I decided it would be wisest to
use the self-checkout (Yay for privacy), and when I came home and tried one on, I got the most amazing set of emotions
that I had ever experienced.
My entire life changed that day because of this experience. I am now happier than I have been in years (I was down-right melancholy before then most days) and I can say that I am proudly padded. I do use them now, but I just wet them and only do it when no one is around.
I can tell you as well that I have never had anymore wet dreams since then. I am telling you this because I know how it feels, although
my situation is quite different. There was another series of dreams as well, but it relates to being in a horrible car accident, waking up in a diaper, being admitted into a mental hospital, and thinking that I was a little kid at all times even though I was actually an adult. That was my craziest set of dreams ever (it started during my senior year of high school) and it haunted me for years until I learned to accept who I was.
And no I don't mind. I like you too little brother. You always have a great diaper story to tell.