Early CD memories
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I was five years old when my father left my mother, my older sister and I
tried to help as much as possible, especially when my mother would burst
into tears and sob for hours. My sister was two years older than me and
taller and alittle large like my grandmother.
I guess it started when I started to wet the bed at night, my mother took
me to a doctor, but they said there was nothing wrong, other than perhaps
missing my father. I tried not to, but it happened, my mother would get
really mad when I wet the bed. I started school the next year and since we
lived on a dead end semi-rural road, we rode the bus to school. I am not a
big kid, actually quite small for a boy my age, my sister used to take of
the bullies on the bus and protect me.
It was the first summer after the school year, I was riding my bike and
just couldn't get back into the house to go to the bathroom. As I ran into
the house my mother was in the kitchen as I zoomed past her. I pulled down
my shorts and underwear and sat on the toilet, my mother insisted I do
that, rather than standup to pee. She walked in and said, you wet your
pants again, I could do nothing besides just nod. She left and a few
minutes later, my sister stuck her head in the bathroom, and said I don't
know what you did but mom is in the garage going thru boxes.
I took my shorts and underwear off and put them in the hamper. At that
time my mother came into the bathroom and said, take of your shirt and
take a bath to clean yourself up. I ran some bath water and slid into the
tub washing myself. I got out and took a towel from the rack and started
drying myself off. Walking back to my bedroom, I found my mother standing
beside my bed, she said get on the bed, I'm so tired of having to wash
your bed clothes and your pants and shorts, that we're going to try
something different.
Tears started to flow from my eyes as she told me to lift my butt up as I
did she put the diaper underneath me and then as she sprinkled powder on
my groin, she said this will remind you to go to the bathroom when you
need to! I pleaded, please don't make me wear a diaper, crying hard, she
just said I'm tired of you men not doing what you need to do, now hush and
put your legs up as I did she pinned the diaper on both sides and took
what appeared to be a plastic rumba panty over the diaper. I pleaded,
please, please don't do this, but she was very mad and said shut up.
Then she grabbed my arm and said come on, as she dragged me down the hall.
She took me into my sister's room and told me to sit on the bed, still
sobbing, she went into my sister's closet and came out with a yellow sun
dress, she said standup and put your arms up, this sent me into
uncontrollable sobs, begging her not to put the dress on me, she said with
a dress on you won't be peeing in your pants anymore, I'm tired of washing
you pants and shorts when you can't control yourself.
Resigned I lifted my arms up among tears clouding my eyes, she turned me
around and buttoned the back and tied the bow. I was non the less
heartbroken as she took my arm and went back to my bedroom. She said get
your socks and shoes on and go outside. She left the room I fell on the
bed and started crying, I couldn't believe this was happening. Then a few
minute later my sister came in and sat down on the bed, rubbing my
shoulders she said she was sorry mom was treating me this way, but she
said mom is under a lot of pressure since dad left and we need to help her
as much as possible, I said how is putting a diaper and plastic panties as
well as a dress helping?
She said mom was just mad at dad and besides you wear my clothes well, I
said thanks! That helps a lot. then standing she said common lets go
outside and play, I said play, I can't go out of the house dressed like
this, she said of course you can, who is going to see, besides always
wanted a little sister.. Gee thanks.. she took my hand and said common we
will have some fun, just remember to go to the bathroom when you need to.
Reluctantly I left my room with my sister, feeling funny walking with a
diaper causing me to waddle down the hall.
We played jacks on the driveway and rode our bikes until dinner time when
mother called us in. The first thing she did was stick her fingers inside
my plastic panties and said good you haven't peed in you diaper! Then she
said do you need to go to the bathroom, I remember only nodding my head as
she lead me back to my room, having me lay on the bed she took the plastic
panties and diaper off me and said go to the bathroom, with much relief I
sat down and did my business. Returning from the bathroom my mother had me
lay on the bed again and pinned the diaper back on me as well as the rumba
panties, saying you still need to learn.
We had dinner and cleaned up the dishes, then watched TV for several hours
at bed time my mother said you need to sleep in the diaper tonight, I
started crying again and my mother said until you learn your going to
sleep in a diaper, I'm tired of washing you sheet everyday. The she left
and came back in a few minutes with one of my sisters nightgowns, taking
the dress off me she said, wear this until you learn not to pee in you
bed. That night wearing the diaper, rumba panties and my sister's
nightgown, I actually slept well, but I did pee in my diaper and the next
morning, my mother said, see I don't have to wash your sheets today.
And that leads to the next months of my life, anybody want to hear more
about my early life ?