Diaper Pail FriendsIssue No. 49 ..............December 15, 1989
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Names, Address and email addresses are included (in red) IF writer is still a current listed member. Isn't this fantastic?
Diaper Pail FriendsHIGHLIGHTS OF THIS ISSUE
Is Gerber Gone?
Baby Week 1990
Baby For A Weekend
The 'Mommy' Solution
Footed Sleepers
Complete Baby Outfits
True Experiences
Great New Diaper
Dear DPFers,
Marky and I wish to thank everyone who either called the Hot Line or sent us letters expressing their concern after the Earthquake of October 17th. Luckily Marky and I were away on vacation at the time. Upon our return we were happy to find no serious problems for us, our family or friends. It was (and is) business as usual for DPF.
Because this is our last Newsletter prior to
Christmas and New Years, we want to wish everyone a very happy
and healthy 1990. We've got so many plans and surprises for you
during the next year it would truly take two full pages to list
them all. We are confident that 1990 is going to be our best year
yet. This Newsletter could be a sign of things to come. It's got
more articles and the biggest Roster listing ever. Love,
Some lucky DPFer is going to have a dream come true in 1990. He (or she) is going to become a REAL baby (in every way possible) for one glorious, MAGICAL, long weekend (2-3 days). If you are this lucky 'baby', you will sleep in an authentic (adult sized) baby crib. You will be fed in an authentic (adult sized) high chair. You will be dressed and your diaper changed like a real baby. You will be placed in a playpen to play. You will talk baby-talk and drink only from a baby bottle. You will be put into a car seat when we go for a drive. We'll take you out in a stroller when we go shopping. Everything will be done to make certain that you experience yourself as a real baby during every exciting moment.
If this sounds like your fantasy 'dream', please write a short note telling why you think you would enjoy being a real baby for a weekend. Please enclose a nice photograph of yourself in diapers or baby clothes. The only thing we ask in return is that you let us take pictures and a video of your experience and distribute it to other DPFers so they, too, can enjoy your MAGICAL weekend.
It's going to be the most exciting and wonderful Baby Week we've ever had. Why? Because, next year is DPF's 10th Anniversary (our first Newsletter was published on June 1, 1980) and Baby Week will be our way of celebrating. Everyone is invited to join Marky and me between June 1st and June 3rd to help us celebrate. We're planning some great parties, interesting features, sight-seeing for those interested, and a whole lot of wet diapers.
We'll tell you more about BABY WEEK 1990 and about hotel and transportation arrangements in the next issue. In the meantime, just reserve those dates for this grand event. You won't want to miss it!
As our 10th Anniversary approaches (and because new members have asked for it), perhaps it is time for a little bit of DPF history. The story begins in the late 1970's when I placed some magazine ads in an attempt to find other people interested in 'diapers' and 'little boy' fantasies. I soon found myself corresponding with and meeting a handful of new friends around the country. In March 1980, on a trip to New York, I met Kent Perry (still a member on p-467, PHOTO-p.2). We talked about the difficulty in finding and sharing with other people who had similar interests. "You know", he suggested, "what we really need is a Fraternity".
Kent's words stuck in my mind. At few weeks later I decided to give it a try by sending out letters to all my new friends. By June 1st I was ready to published the first 'DPF Information Letter', as it was known in those days. There were 16 people listed in that first tiny Roster. (A special reprint of this Anniversary issue will be available at BABY WEEK 1990).
In those early days, because membership was small, I could run off the DPF Information Letters on my company's Xerox machine late at night when no one was around. Still, I was always afraid of what might happen if someone ever caught sight of the 'contents' of the material.
DPF was just a 'hobby' to me, but it continued to grow year by year. In the mid-80's it became apparent that I would have to use a commercial printer to print the Newsletter. I wondered what they would think about it (even in liberal San Francisco). It didn't seem to phase them at all. But that was before I went back to pick up my job. You should have seen the looks and heard the giggles from the two young guys who ran the Xerox machines.
The next major turning point came in the summer of 1987. Job dissatisfaction and a growing confidence in DPF's potential convinced me it was time to quite my job (and career) and make DPF my full time work (that's an understatement). Boy, was I scared. I had always been an employee working for a mid to large size company, so the loss of a steady income was terribly threatening. I reacted by cutting my budget, buying a small used car, and counting paper clips.
The response to the new products, hypnotic tapes, Story SuperMarket (etc.) exceeded all expectations. DPF kept constantly expanding with each new issue of the Newsletter as we found more and more ways to bring happiness and fun into people's lives. Today I count my blessings, and consider it a privilege to be able to contribute to the happiness of so many people. Love, Tommy
Won't you look cute (and feel babyish and comfy) in your new Footed Sleepers (Sleep and Play Suits) from DPF. You can wear them to bed or when playing around the house, just like a real baby. They're exact copies of the ones made for little babies, and come in either a one piece or two piece design.
DPF Footed Sleepers are made of soft knitted fabric, with plenty of room for bulky night diapers. The one piece sleeper has gripper snaps either from neck to crotch or all the way down both legs (for an extra charge). This makes dressing and changing baby easy. The two piece sleeper uses the same gripper snaps around the waist to attach the top to the bottom.
Both styles have feet with non-skid soles, and ribbed neck band and cuffs. They're available in solid pastel baby colors (blue, pink or yellow) or in boy or girl baby prints. Since these sleepers are custom made to your exact size, you MUST fill in and send us your exact measurements with your order (one time only because it will be kept in our file). A Measurement Chart is provided with the Order Form found at the end of this Newsletter.
Can you imagine how adorable you will look in your new, authentic baby sleeper/play suit? We predict that you'll find that you will sleep like a baby (and you know what that means, don't you?).
Our search (and your search) is over! For years we have tried to find (or make) an adult sized cloth Baby Diaper EXACTLY like the one made by Curity for little babies. Nothing even comes close to the softness, the absorbency and real baby-quality of Curity Pre-Fold Baby Diapers. The problem is that Curity protects their 'secret' and will not sell this special material to anyone (except Sears). Some years ago I had a seamstress go out and buy a dozen flat Curity diapers at a baby store and then sew them together to make some adult-sized pre-folds. They were wonderful. People who saw them WANTED them, but unfortunately they were too expensive to market.
Oh happy day! After searching for years, I've found an exact copy of this wonderful material. Our new 'Curity Style' Baby Diaper is so soft. The thick center panel is so absorbent. Any baby who is pinned into one of these diapers will truly be in baby heaven. We are so happy to be able to finally make this diaper available at a price everyone can afford. Once you try it, I'm sure you'll love it. (PS - Still available as D101)
Dear Tommy, My fantasy is to find a woman who could attend to my baby needs! I believe there are women out there who would be glad to do this if they knew me as the gentle person I really am. I really am frustrated in finding some stable person (male or female) who can understand my needs and be willing to try to satisfy them. My wife finally allows me to wear diapers to bed at night since I have led her to believe I am truly incontinent. If you know someone who could help me, it would sure be appreciated! I would like someone to go diaper shopping with me, to give me enemas with a caring hand and to change me when my diaper is wet.
I enjoyed your Resource Directory and look forward to additional listings as time goes by. I have been trying to use the Hypnotic Bed Wetting tape every night. While so far it has not been successful, I will continue to make it work. It is really curious! The tape is very good at hypnotizing me and during the three minute customizing section, I try to relax my bladder muscles to the point where urine just flows with no bladder contraction or effort on my part. This has worked several times and my diaper is wet when I am "brought back." Because of this, I am sure that the tape will eventually work.
The other day I was sitting in my office and had the urge to urinate. As I stood up to go walk to the bathroom I remembered the hypnotic tape. At that instant my bladder let loose and I really had to clamp down to stop the flow from further wetting my pants. Wow was I embarrassed! Fortunately no one saw the damp mark on my crotch. I put on a raincoat, went across the street to the drug store and bought a package of disposable diapers that I now keep handy in my desk drawer. By the way, the woman who makes the tape is the best hypnotist I have ever heard on subliminal tapes. Does this woman make tapes for another company or exclusively for you? Regards, Baby Jimmy , Fitchburg, MA 01420. p-435.
(Dear Baby Jimmy, It sounds like the tape is going to work for you, Jimmy. Keep listening to it and don't give up. Our hypnotist is a well known professional. In the next issue we will have a letter from a member who achieved COMPLETE SUCCESS with our Level 6 (Total Incontinence) Tape in just a few days. As a test to determine whether his complete 'incontinence' was real or not, he went to his bank 'without wearing a diaper'. While standing on line waiting for a teller with twenty other people, he uncontrollable wet his pants so badly that it ran down his legs and formed a puddle on the floor. THERE WAS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING HE COULD DO ABOUT IT. This guy is now forced to wear diapers - AND HE LOVES EVERY MINUTE OF IT. About 'finding a woman', please read on.)
I DREAM OF FINDING A CARING MOMMY
Dear Tommy, It was very thoughtful of Sharon to send the note about orders being delayed while you and Marky were vacationing. I didn't even realize that you had finally gotten as assistant. I think that's great. Maybe you could tell us a little about Sharon in a future Newsletter (we will). Welcome to DPF, Sharon. I hope you enjoy working with Tommy.
In regard to your advice to Baby Tommy in the October Newsletter (about being accidentally seen in diapers and hair removal) you were right on the mark with both. When I was single I used a hair remover on my diaper area and I can't really describe how good it felt as I spread baby powder over my smooth hairless body and the feel of thick soft cloth diapers. It really enhanced the feeling that I was the little baby I wanted to be.
As far as letting your diapers be accidentally seen, again I agree, GO FOR IT. You were absolutely right when you said he would probably get an immense amount of excitement and scary satisfaction......I sure do. On those few occasions I get to wear diapers (my wife strongly disapproves) I like to go into stores specializing in baby clothes, and to make sure that the edge of my diapers are visible as I look at all those wonderful baby things. I get some curious looks or amused stares. My heart races and I come close to soaking my diapers right there. The feeling is almost beyond description.
Regarding your article about day care for teenagers, I feel that no one is ever to old for day care, (I sometimes dream that I am put into day care.) Their pants should be checked both after school and after nap time. Any child who has shown what a baby they are by wetting and needing diapers should be given milk at snack time in a baby bottle. Finally, only the day care operators should change the diapers. You can never tell what kids will do if they change each other's diapers.
I've learned a lot about myself and others since I joined DPF. Instead of bemoaning the fact that I rarely get to indulge in my infantile desires, I more fully enjoy the very special the times when I can wear a thick change of diapers and suck a baby bottle. Instead of being a little jealous or envious of others, I get a warm feeling inside as I read about their happiness. Instead of feeling frustrated that my wife won't support my babyish side, I focus on all of her good qualities and cherish the love I have for her and my family. I still dream of the time when some caring mommy will make me her helpless baby (for even a little while). Stay happy and wet. Yours in thick changes of diapers. Baby Alan, Agawam, MA 01001. p-450.
Dear Baby Alan and Baby Jimmy, Your wonderful letters have given me the perfect lead-in to announce one of our most ambitious plans for early 1990. It's a new solution to the problem of finding 'MOMMIES'. It will deal positively, once and for all, with the myth that there are very few women who want to be mommies. The 'Mommie Solution' stands a good chance of turning many DPFer's wives or girlfriends into the mommies they have been searching for. Even wives who strongly disapprove (like Alan's) will begin lovingly changing their husbands wet diapers and tucking them into bed with a baby bottle. Guys who have never been able to tell their wives or girlfriends about their little secrets will find themselves being powdered and pinned into soft, clean diapers before being sent off to work. Best of all, many DPFers will find themselves loving diapered before and during moments of hot sex. (The 'Mommie Solution' will also be released as a 'Daddy Solution' for gay members who have the similar problems).
I don't want to mislead anyone. Not everyone will benefit from this new 'Mommie Solution'. But many will, and for those that do, it will open up a whole new life of love and happiness. I hope, Alan and Jimmy, that you will be among them. We're so excited about this new idea, that we plan to offer the whole program as a GIFT to all our members. We'll tell you more about it in the next Newsletter. Love, Tommy. (PS -Still Available)
Dear Tommy, Thanks for the great job with the
Newsletter.
An interest of mine that I have not seen mentioned in letters
or stories is the humiliation of being punished by being made
to stand in the corner. I remember being in the 7th grade gym
when the coach made one of the boys stand in the corner in front
of the class for one whole hour. Other teachers would punish a
boy by drawing a circle on the chalkboard and making him stand
with his nose in the circle.
A good punishment for a boy who has wet his pants would be to have him stand in the corner until they are dry. Other favorite punishments of mine are getting your mouth washed out with soap for being a smart-mouth brat, or having to write a rule that has been broken hundreds of times. I would like to exchange letters and photos and talk to other people with similar interests as well as the diapered boy scene. Thanks, Tom, Mountlake Terrace, WA 98043, 206-775-7958 evenings. p-447.
Dear Tommy, Enclosed is an order for 3 more pair of those terrific Rubber Duckies. The new Resource Directory I received is outstanding! I'm sending out several letters today inquiring about products from different companies. "Keep up the good work". PS - This publication is still available. Edward J. Cis, 310 W. Leather Ave. #18., Tomahawk, WI, 54487. p.-1543. Mail-Box # 1503. Photo-p.46.
Dear Tommy, I wanted to ask you if there is
a way to remove the orange stain that develops on plastic pants
from well used diapers? I also wanted to let you know I appreciate
all the hard work that goes into running DPF. Three cheers!
Sincerely, Andy Smetana,
PO Box 951, Augusta GA, 30903. p.-1538. Mail-Box # 1658. Email:
ga-guy@home.com. (Dear
Baby Andy, I, too, have had problems with stained plastic pants
and never have been able to solve it. Maybe some of our members
can answer your question. Tommy).
Dear Tommy and Marky, In several recent issues people have asked, "Where can I buy lacy ruffled "Rhumba Panties"? I can't imagine why they don't seek them in a western wear clothing store. "Rhumba Panties" are worn under the dresses of most female square dancers. The yellow pages in the phone book is a good place to start. That is how I found Brantley's Western Supply. Sincerely, David, San Francisco, CA 94101, p-445.
(Dear David, The Rhumba Panties carried in western wear stores (also called Pettipants) are made of nylon, poly-cotton or gingham but are NOT waterproof. I suspect that what most DPFers are looking for are similar to the ruffled WATERPROOF panties pulled over little girl's (or sissy-boy's) diapers. That's why DPF decided to sell our authentic 'waterproof' BABY GIRL Rhumba Panties. However, if you are interested in the 'big girl' panties David is talking about, you can call Brantley's Western Supply at 1-800-331-5024 or 205-228-6197. I'm sure they'll be happy to send you a catalog. They also accept VISA and Mastercharge. Enjoy! Tommy.)
Dear Tommy, As my parents always suspected, my toilet training at 25 months of age must have been more than a trifle traumatic. It was accomplished in ten days under the care of two graduate-nurse aunts at the old family-homestead mansion. When my mom returned from being hospitalized for minor surgery, she couldn't believe I was "trained" and out of the diapers and rubber pants she had left me in.
Years later, that "training" became the subject of numerous family discussions because of the onset of my pants-wetting and bed-wetting from ages 3 to 7. It commenced at the summer house of another aunt who put me back in diapers and rubber pants around the clock. My mom had to continue this at home, out of necessity and love. I was becoming very aware of the extra attention, not to mention the sensual feel of the warm wetness and the feel, smell, sound and sight of rubber baby panties and rubber sheets. Truly I was "in love" for life!
At ages 8-10, while a "normal", growing, roughhouse boy, I also couldn't resist playing house or doll-playing with my sisters' life-size baby-dolls, each of which wore a diaper and white or pink rubber panties beneath their dresses. I just had to hold, feel and smell the soft, feminine, rustling baby-rubber!
As a young teenager, fate soon led me to my very first sexual experience with a new next-door neighborhood pal who had to wear diapers and "big rubber pants" all the time due to urinary incontinence. He was always wet. Needless to say, it didn't take us two teen lads very long to get into show-and-tell, exploring, feeling and fondling. Once my new chum learned that I had been a diapered wetter, he and I built a mutual sex-play brotherhood which endured until age 17 when his family moved to California. While other boys were into solo and mutual masturbation, Buddy and I enjoyed our secret pleasures in diapers and/or rubber pants (dry or wet) or on a rubber sheet.
College and Navy years saw a near-disappearance of my diaper and baby-rubber fetish, save a few lonely liberty weekends where I shacked-up in a hotel with stretchy Playtex baby pants and a latex crib sheet to play and sleep on while others were out dating and whoring.
It took some ten years of marriage (and three children) before I got up the courage to tell my wife about my boyhood and teen experiences, along with my frustrated and repressed desire to utilize rubber pants, rubber sheets, bottles and diapers in sexual ways. She did recall that when our petting-dates began, I was turned on to her Playtex girdles of pink and flesh-tone latex. She also recalled the night I wet my pants after a hand-job in the car. My sister's were quick to verify my diapered/pantied status between ages 3-7.
Finding a large rubber sheet spread on top of our bed one evening led spontaneously to some of my greatest husbandly performances. Over the years, our pleasures and discussions have led us to enjoy mutual fondling, cuddling and masturbation as much as intercourse. She responds to, and craves, my oral need for her nipples (all "three" of them), and the sight of my aroused nakedness in a tight second-skinned latex brief whose feel and aroma stimulates both of us.
Time has eradicated the trauma of seeing her hubby in diapers, training pants, rubber or vinyl panties, or an occasional nursing-bottle, and the rubber sheet at home or away. The empty-nest syndrome has made "our secret" much more casual and openly enjoyed about the house. With such understanding and loving acceptance, I am only too happy to handle my own dressing, changing and washings as the one condition which lets me sleep each night in my diapers and baby pants, dry or wet, and our nightly cuddle and "playtimes" two or three times a week. I am a very lucky guy with a very loving wife! Bill, Williamsville, NY 14231. p-484.
Dear Tommy and Marky, I noticed in the June Issue's SuperMarket Stories section that you are published a short story that I wrote, ("Hollister Carroll Taylor", Story H-9). I sent you the original and you returned it for re-typing. I don't want anything other than credit for writing same. I will, in the future, send you a couple of others that I have written. Take care, "POTTY PANTS". Carroll, Plymouth Meeting, PA 19462. p-this issue.
Tommy, I have a question, but first I want to say thanks for making DPF such a great club. I look forward to every Newsletter; it really makes my day! I wanted to ask if you knew anything about a diaper product called "STAYDRY" pants? They are sort of a combination diaper and plastic pants made out of a flannel type material covered on the outside by vinyl and they come in two styles, one that snaps on the side and one that is tied on the sides. I used to see them advertised in the back of magazines when I was young (maybe 20 years ago). I think the company name was Jolan Sales. Do you or anybody out there know anything about them? I'd love to get some more. Phil, Revere, MA 02151, 617-289-3148. p-this issue. (Dear Phil, the last we heard, StayDry Pants were carried by a company called Mayfair Sales in New York. We wrote to them but received no reply. If anyone has any information on the current availability of StayDry Pants, we would like to include it in our Resource Directory. Thanks, Tommy).
Dear Tommy, Your Volunteer (Ambassador) mailings definitely get results - in fact three in yesterday's mail. I am getting replies off to two of them and will hear next week from Michael of Buffalo. His phone reaction was "at last - I'm not alone!" I sure hope they all join DPF. I'm working on it!
One fellow is living with his parents - and his message just cries out for help and guidance, but he is obsessed with a secret approach. While waiting to write, talk or meet with me, he insists that I write to him via DPF. I really think he is testing to see if you will provide me with his address and said he has written to you to do so. (Note: We DID NOT give his address to Bill because under the Ambassador Program we give the DPFer's name and address to the prospective member, BUT NOT the other way around).
Prospect #2 is joining (see next letter). I met him. He is a nice guy and will go for full membership after his divorce is finalized. He is currently living with male lover who is beginning to understand his baby/tv/rubber nature and needs. Prospect #3 wrote me this week and we will talk by phone or in person soon. Will keep you posted. Love Bill,, Williamsville NY 14231. PS - This Program Is Still Effective, only now we do it via both Post Mail and Email.
Dear Tommy, Here is my membership package for you. I met with Bill (of previous letter) today and he was VERY helpful with information, etc. I look forward to being a member and a part of a very special and lovely community. I have filled in the complete application even though as a Trail Member, I will not be listed. I plan to switch to a full membership soon. Thanks for EVERYTHING ! Love Michael (Trial Member).
(Join the Ambassador Program today. We'll send your name and address (or email) to prospective members in your area. It's your opportunity to make friends and spread the word about DPF. Many Trial Members eventually become Full Members).
Dear DPF, As I write this letter I'm near tears from joy at finally tracking you down. I've known of your existence for maybe three years now, but I never had the nerve to admit I have always, and most likely will always, enjoy wearing and wetting diapers. I'm twenty nine and as long as I can remember I've longed to share this with someone. But SOME rather embarrassing attempts left me bewildered and even more guilt ridden than before.
About a year ago I decided I better go find some support. So I researched and wrote to your (old) address on Sutter Street only to have it come back marked "No Forwarding Address. It came to my home and scared me out of my wits (I have a roommate). Luckily I saw it first, then became quite depressed. But enough!!!! (Sorry I just had to get that out.) I found you. Please send any/all information on your organization, catalogs, merchandise etc..that you can. I will be waiting patiently as possible. (not possible) Please Hurry. Randy. (PS - Randy joined as a box member, Box WA-2 (c/o DPF) in Seattle, WA 98101. p-this issue).
The following letter has been received by some DPF members from Gerber Consumers Relations: "Dear Customer, Your recent inquiry addressed to Gerber Babywear Division has been forwarded to us for handling. Our Babywear operation has been phased out; and while various aspects of the business have been shifted to other areas in our company, the adult vinyl pants have been discontinued and are no longer available. We are sorry to disappoint you in this regard. Sincerely yours, Consumer Service Representative.
Good News for DPFers
Thanks to good planning and prompt action, DPF is happy to announce that the WONDERFUL, AUTHENTIC GERBER BABY PANTS (in adult sizes) will continue to be available from DPF. There is no need to panic! We purchased them in HUGE quantities because we knew how much you loved and needed these wonderful pants. So, whether you order today, or two years from now, we will be able to supply your needs. After all, "Big Babies Are Our Only Business". (Effective immediately, the Gerber panties will be available to Full (and Box) DPF Members ONLY). PS - Currently a company organized by the ex-employees of Gerber's Adult Pants division now makes DPF's P311 pants using the same molds, ect. But we can't call them Gerber pants.
Dear Baby Tommy, I received the August edition of the Newsletter a couple of weeks ago and already I've made four new friends through the roster listing. Thanks for making all of this possible. This really is the Happiness Club. I have another short story for you which I just finished last night and hope you like it well enough to include it in an upcoming Story Supermarket. I'm curious. Do you receive very many submissions? Are you swamped with them?
I especially liked "The Worst Possible Thing" (in August 1989 Issue, #47). I actually had accidents in my pants during class, so it was a real worry for me. I guess a fantasy can have as much an impact as an experience. I believe that my unfulfilled desire to wear diapers as a kid has really influenced my thinking as an adult. Well my friend, you take care and don't work too hard! Yours in diapers, Larry, Issaquah, WA 98027. p-447. (Dear Members, regarding 'being swamped', we always have a need for good stories, case histories, letters or anything of interest to other members. After all, it's your input what makes DPF what it is.)
NO HANG-UPS ABOUT SEX
Dear Tommy and Marky, Enclosed you will find my order for more of those wonderful stories, plus my phone number (see below). Please let people know I am home after 6:30 pm week days except Thursdays, which is after 7:30 pm. Weekends call anytime.
Recently I had the pleasure of seeing an old DPF friend, Jeff West, who came to St. Pete for a weekend. We tried to get together with John Currie and John Healy but couldn't do it. That's when I remembered that a local gay bar was having a pajama party. Well, we decided to go to the party dressed as "Naughty Boys". Our theme was called "Slumber Punishment for Bedwetting Boys". When we walked in, there was no one except the staff of the bar dressed in costumes, and ours were the best. Jeff and I ended up winning a trip for two to the Bahamas. Jeff said I could have it and I, in turn, gave it to my parents as an anniversary gift. Boy were they surprised!
Jeff and I also spent the day thickly diapered. We went shopping, swam in the pool and ordering room service and had a good time watching people's faces when they saw us. It truly was a good example of how both gay and straight people can have a good time together without the hang-up's of sex. Please note that all of my address was not included in the last roster. It's as follows. Jeff, Clearwater, FL 34617. 813-461-0015. p-502.
Dear Tommy, I have found a good book with information on diapers called "Mother's Minutes", published by Warner Books, by Michael Krauss & Joan Lundens. In the section on bed wetting it says that is a good idea to put children back into diapers if they have a wetting problem (page 122). Mike, Anjou, P. Que, Canada HIK 4G5. p-434.
Tommy, In July I took a trip and want to tell you about my experience. I stopped at my sister's in Virginia. When I got dressed on the morning of the day I was leaving, I put on an Attends disposable diaper with a pair of baggy jeans over it. Well, it wasn't too long after I started driving that my diaper was wet. I stopped at a rest stop, but instead of taking the wet diaper off, I got the urge to poop. So I sat on the toilet with my pants pulled down (and my diaper up) and just pooped away. I don't know if it showed when I walked back to my car or not. I drove about 300 miles wearing that wet and poopy diaper and every time I moved the poop would just slide around more. I stopped for gas and when I got out of the car it felt like my wet poopy diaper was sagging pretty heavily. I drove a few blocks to a McDonalds and used the restroom to remove my poopy diaper. Maybe it was my imagination but I sure felt like people were staring at my butt.
Thanks again for DPF, because without it I would still be feeling guilty about wanting to wear and use diapers. Instead, I am able to relax, feel good and relieve stress. Yours in Diapers, Philip, Ft. Drum, NY 13602. p-437.
Dear Tommy, I've been meaning to write to tell you of a fantastic experience I had in June with a member from Texas. He had the largest grin on his face and a positive aura around him when we met on the concourse.
Everything "clicked" between us over the next few days. Not only were Johnny and I more then compatible in the scene, but we also discovered we had similar educational backgrounds, similar hobbies, and similar views on just about everything else. Johnny epitomized the ideal son I'd like to have. We went out for sno-cones, then he helped me in the greenhouse. When it came time for his diapers, he lay down on the bed like a good little boy so I could pin his diapers tightly around his waist and place a pacifier in his mouth. He was so much of a little boy that I did all I could to keep from hugging him all of the time. I felt extremely comfortable with Johnny to the point where I took him to meet several relatives. This kid is extremely special in my books. Kevin, Monroe, LA 71203. p-428. PHOTO-p.8.
P.S. Here is something else you will certainly find of interest to the organization. A friend told me that he read in the Memoirs of the Duchess of Windsor, that she used to put her husband, the Duke, in diapers and then put him in a baby stroller to push him around their quarters. No wonder the British have a stiff upper lip. They forget to change their soaking nappies. Ha Ha.
Dear Tommy, I got the diaper-stories and they are wonderful! - especially "Diaper Reformatory" (D-7). That has got to be one of the best stories about diaper bondage that I have ever read. 'Diaper bondage' and 'forced infantilization' stories really turn me on. It was really hot! "Ramie" (R-11) and some of the others were great too with their sissification and feminization aspects, but its rare to find something with as much diaper humiliation as "Diaper Reformatory." Baby kisses from your diapered little sister, Debbie, Richmond, VA 23202. p-501.
Dear Tommy, Please rush those tapes to me ASAP. I want to be the baby I truly am as soon as possible, and with those tapes my uncontrolled incontinence will be complete. I enjoy going to bed in my crib at night and waking the next morning with a totally soaked diaper. My mommy spanked me yesterday because I was sitting at the table and wet and dirtied in my pants. She immediately put me in a diaper and plastic pants and sat me in my crib where I eventually went to sleep. Needless to say my diaper was soaked when I awoke. Your crib pal, Steve , Denver, CO 80204. p-506.
Yuppie high-fliers are getting their kicks by dressing up in babies' nappies - to relieve executive stress. The barmy bosses fork out 50 pounds a night to stay at an 'adult nursery.' There, they are kitted out with rattles and toys, and guzzle baby food while sitting in high chairs. The bizarre idea was dreamed up by former research chemist Hazel Jones and her husband Ian, of Gillingham, Kent. Hazel said: "They want to feel helpless and not make any decisions".
She revealed that besides city gents, Hush-a-Bye Baby Club clients include a POLICEMAN, a retired Army COLONEL and a VICAR. "The furthest we go is strapping people into bed by their arms and legs and leaving them for the night," she added. "One man likes me to make him eat rice pudding because he HATES it. I have to smack his wrist and make him stand in the corner until he promises to finish it all up. Another regular likes me to force feed him with cold baked beans, stewed apple and blackberry pie with bread soldiers. We have one man who comes all the way from Reading just to sit in the high chair we've had specially adapted for him."
Dear Tommy, Let me take this opportunity, if you will, to add my voice to those who have written to thank you for DPF. I am delighted with the fraternity. I was really scared to go the route and sign up as a full member...well, Tommy, I am delighted I did. I have made several great contacts thru letters that never would have happened in a million years without the Diaper Pail Fraternity. Your personal input to the Newsletter has helped me feel so much better about my diapers.
You know how you advocate letting some diaper show above your shorts on purpose when you go out in public! Well, kid, you got me doing it! The fear/anticipation of discovery is a great feeling and I love not having to wear long baggy pants to hide my diapers. You've given me some industrial strength courage and I thank you for that! I really feel that I've been able to come out of the closet since joining your fabulous group.
I do hope to be able to make a contribution to the group with my booklet that I am working on, which I have named DIAPERS AND RUBBER PANTS. Anthony, Lexington, MA 02173. p-465. PHOTO-p.25.
Dear Tommy, I just wish P&G would come out with a baby style disposable just like Luv's for us baby adults. They don't have to be blue or pink, although it would be great if they were. Every time I see a boy or girl in blue or pink LUV's I wet my pants and get all excited wishing it were me who was wearing them. I am mostly a boy baby, but I love pink and could live with a pink adult disposable diaper.
What I really want is a diaper with 1 piece tapes rather than 2 on each side like Attends. I have written letters to P&G and even called their toll free number to ask them to make Luv's or Pampers in adult sizes. I tell them the lower tapes (in adult disposables) have a tendency to ride up and bind and it wouldn't happen if they just had a one piece tape. Every time I write I use a different name so they won't know it is the same person. They say they'll take it into consideration, but so far it's still the same Attends. If enough people wrote or called P&G saying the lower tape rides up and binds, they might consider it even more. Your fellow baby brother in wet diapers, Baby Ed. Ed, Shamokin Dam, PA 17876. p-438. PS - Still trying
Dear Tommy and Fellow DPFers, I have been out of the Club for three years now and am finally going to re-join. I have missed it very much. I have had so many experiences in these past three years.
My mom passed away in July 1986 and when my dad broke up the house and moved back east, I decided to live in my car for a year. Looking back on it now I had the time of my life. It was a big station wagon with plenty of room. I sewed two crib mattresses together end to end and taped them where they met. I had my diaper pail near the back door. I even had room for a changing table with shelves under it. At the time I was wearing both cloth diapers and Attends with Pampers in between to make them thick. Most of the time I wore only girl's tight-fitting pull-on pants, so it was very noticeable that I was wearing diapers.
After work I would go to a nearby park that had a large bathroom. I would take my diaper bag and a changing pad I had made by sewing together two baby pads. I would lie on the bathroom floor and change my diapers. I cannot count the times I went to that park when it was crowded with people.
Very few adults who saw me ever said anything. It was always the little kids, pre-teens and teenagers who said something to me. I would get stoned on my own juices when a kid would ask me why I was wearing diapers. Depending on the age, I would either tell them I had to wear diapers, or that I wore them because I liked being a baby. In all the years I have changed my diapers in rest rooms I have never been accosted by anyone.
One day I decided to try and see if I could get someone to change my diapers for me. First I put an ace bandage on one of my hands. Then I went into the rest room and put my pad on the floor and lay there waiting until some one came in. Three fourteen year old boys finally came in and saw me. By this time I had a few tears running down my cheek and was acting frustrated. One of the boys asked if I needed help and I said, "Yes, I guess I do". He did something I was not expecting. He went to the door and called his mom.
His mom must have been right by the door because she stepped right in. He said, "This man needs help". My pants were only unzipped and by this time I was so soaked that even my pants were wet. The lady proceeded to take my pants off and told her son to put them in the sun to dry. Then she got a change of diapers out of my bag. By this time I had been in that wet diaper for ten hours, and the aroma was real strong. The smell made the boys leave.
Two days before this I had used Neet to remove all my pubic hair, and when she saw my smooth skin she said, "My goodness, I guess you are just a big baby". Then, reaching back into my diaper bag, she found my Desitin, some empty bottles and my pacifier. She called her son and told him to go fill the bottles. After putting some Desitin on me, she took some Pampers out of the bag, placed them in the middle of the other diaper and pinned the whole thing on me. Those diapers were so thick I even had a hard time getting up. There was no way I could walk without waddling. She told me I would have to come over to her table if I wanted my pants back. She handed me one of my bottles, picked up my diaper bag and went to her table, which was on the other side of the park.
I knew I had no choice but to walk through the park, so I counted to ten and walked out the door. Everyone in that park knew what was going on and were all looking at me. By the time I got to her table I was so stoned I could have flown to Mars and back. My face was so red that I thought I was going to explode.
When I got to her table she would not give my pants back to me until they were dry. She took the pacifier out of my bag and stuck it in my mouth. She took her baby out of the playpen and put him in his swing. Taking me by my hand, she put me in the playpen and I laid down and drank from my bottle. Everyone in the park thought I was retarded. I guess it was because of the way I acted. I think that's why I have gotten away with it for so many years.
I also spent a lot of time on the Redondo Beach pier. Most of the kids along that beach knew me and most of them also thought I was retarded, so I acted the part. One time I was walking on the pier when five teen-agers saw me smoking. One of the girls came over and took the cigarette out of my mouth, saying, "The next time I see you smoking I'll spank you". She took me by the hand and took my upstairs to the Police Station and told them that the next time she caught me smoking she was going to spank me.
At that time I knew every cop on the Redondo force. They gave her their permission, so she patted me on the butt and told me go play. As I walked away I heard one cop say, "I give him ten minutes" (that's about how long it takes to walk around the pier). So I walked around the pier and lit up just before I came into the girl's view. I just wanted to see if she would spank me.
She came right over and pulled the cigarette from my mouth. The pier was crowded that day so she took me to a bench away from most people, pulled down my diaper and spanked my bare butt. That was something neither the cops nor I had expected. She was still spanking me when the cops came over. She looked at one of them and said, "You gave me your permission and you didn't say I could not spank his bare butt". The cop said, "You can spank his butt anywhere on this pier but don't ever do it that way again". Then they all started laughing and walked away. The cop told me later that the only thing he could have her arrested for was disturbing the peace. He said, "It shocked you, didn't it"? I said, "It sure did".
I have many more things to say, but this is getting too long. I'm happy to be a member again, and I hope I will always be one. Forever a Baby, Wayne, Brockton, MA 02401. p-497.
Dear Tommy, John and I are in our motorhome camped in a campground here in Greenbelt, Maryland. We had dinner last night with Tom S., a fellow DPFEr, and will be staying with him until Friday when we move over to Chris Taylor's for five days. We also had the pleasure of having breakfast with another long time DPF friend, Bob P. in Fayetteville, NC Sunday morning.
Chris is having a get together Saturday night for us to meet some other long time DPF friends in this area. Whereas this wasn't necessarily a planned DPF trip, it has been and will be nice to be able to get together with so many others of like interest. Of course, needless to say, we have a "traveling diaper pail" aboard the motorhome which, by the way, is quite full after being on the road three days with both of us in diapers.
I have several reasons to write after reading the latest issue (October 1989, #48). As you know, John Healy and I met through DPF, and have our 9th anniversary coming up in February 1990. The headline on the DPF Newsletter says "The Happiness Club", and, believe me, there couldn't be a truer saying. I have been a member since you first started back in the early 80's and, as you know, was actively corresponding with others in the scene many years before you "brought the group together". Tommy, you have accomplished something that no one else could have ever done, and brought much happiness to many others. The entire membership is forever grateful to you for all you have done. The friendships we have made with other DPF'ers has and will continue to be a source of much love for us and others. You truly are to be blessed for all you have done.
This last issue especially showed the love we all have for our fellow "diapered brothers", as well as others in general. In all our travels we have greatly enjoyed meeting and staying with other DPF brothers literally all over the country. Knowing a friend in a city that is strange to you is such a great feeling....and again we all have you to thank.
I also want to add my applause to Jim Breen's suggestion of a bi-yearly listing and to you for agreeing to it. That is really a fantastic idea..so please find enclosed $10.00 for our "mid-year" re-listing. We thought Jim's first page article was super, too.
I don't know whether or not you will publish this letter, but if you do , there are several other things I would like to say to all DPF'ers as well as those many friends with whom we try to keep up a correspondence. It seems that as life goes on we all get so busy that we sometimes don't take the time to "keep up" with all the friends we have known over the years.....in our case it's several hundred. To those who haven't heard from us in a while, we are well and doing fine, but swamped with work and other commitments. We think of you often. What really brought the realization of how many friends we do have was when I had a minor heart attack in mid-July. I am happy to report that the "doc" has given me a good report, and I am well on the way to a full recovery. It was quite a shock to both of us, BUT THE GOOD that came out of it was a showing of love from friends, some of whom I didn't know even knew us that well. Poor John H. began to say that his ear was beginning to feel like it had a permanent phone attached to it, and the PO Box was stuffed daily with get-well cards. It was overwhelming for us both.
In closing Tommy, again a big THANK YOU to both you and Marky for all you do, good health, a dry bottom and love to you both.....Always John , Sarasota, FL 34230. p-471. (Dear John and John, Happy Anniversary to both of you. Marky and I appreciate your kind words. It is always wonderful to hear from members who have found love and happiness because of DPF, and GREAT to hear that you are recovering fully from your minor heart attack. Love, Tommy and Marky).
Dear Tommy and Marky, What's the difference between your flannel pre-fold diaper, your birdseye pre-fold and your flannel diaper? I like a thick diaper, so most of time I put one or more together. I wet a lot and don't always have a chance to change right away.
I have ordered several books trying to understand myself. Do you have a psychologist who can advise people? I have a very secure job, and if I go to a doctor it could cause me to loose my job. I don't mind paying for this but can't have it go on my medical record and have to be discreet about it. Thanks. A.L1, Manassas, VA 22110. p-this issue.
(Dear A.L., The DPF Baby Diaper (Pre-fold Diaper) is a pin diapers and comes in flannel, birdseye or the NEW Curity-style fabric. They are an exact copy of authentic baby pre-fold diapers with thick soaker panels in the middle. The 'Flannel diaper' is contoured, with a thick, soft soaker, and can be used with pins or has velcro tabs.)
Dear Tommy, Hi this is Crissy. I thought I would write to say how nice it is to have good people doing such a wonderful thing for big babies. I'm 20 years old, 110 lbs, 5'3" tall and female. I met Teddy about a year ago. He explained his deep desires of babyhood to me and from that moment on I was as much of a baby as he was. It just seemed to come natural to me. Now we both enjoy the wonderful advantages that DPF has to offer, corresponding with members, the products, the Newsletter and everything else.Crissy, San Diego, CA 92128. p-508
Dear Tommy, When I first received your DPF brochure, I thought it was from just another company trying to sell incontinent products. Then I started to read the introductory letter and where you mention fun and happiness, I thought to myself, "You don't know what fun and happiness is." When you started talking about 'inner desire' I thought "If you only knew what my desires were." By the time I finished the letter I exclaimed, "Oh my God, I don't believe it! You do know ! You do know!"
For years I thought I was one of a very few who craved wearing diapers. I never in my wildest dreams imagined there was actually an organization out there to satisfy my wants and needs. For a while I kept thinking I must be dreaming because you can't be for real. I kept telling myself "I can't believe it". But every time I came home you were still there. Now I certainly do believe it.
I plan to correspond with people I thought I would never meet (except in my fantasies). Now my life will be complete and fulfilled. Everyday I will have something to look forward to. Thanks so very much, you're the best. A member for life, Bruce , Phoenix, AZ 85015. p-this issue.
(Dear Members, isn't is exciting to read a letter like this from Bruce. Don't you just want to rush over to his house and change his diapers. Can you imagine how excited he would be if you did. Oh, WOW! Tommy).
Dear Tommy, I have a very dominant husband who keeps me in diapers and plastic pants or rubber pants 24 hours a day. I am always trying new styles and shapes to please him. So please ship the Lang plastic pants as soon as possible or my fat ass may get another dose of the cat and nine tails sooner than my usual twice a week whippings.
I am 36 years old, 5'2" and 135 lbs. My husband diaper trained me when I was 20 years old. I am in the nursing field and must wear cloth diapers and plastic panties every day under my nurses uniform. I also have a mistress, another nurse I work with, who makes sure I am never out of them even at work. She applies an even more severe dose of the whip to my ass than my husband. Sometimes when we go out together in the summer she makes me wear a very short tennis dress which fully exposes my water-proof ass. I like to be humiliated. She is more dominant than my husband and likes to take me to S&M parties in the Philly and Allentown areas. I am a good slave and like to please both her and my master. Please send my Lang panties soon. Thank you, Slave Barbara. (A limited member).
(We wrote to Barbara and suggested that she become a Full Member. If you would like to help encourage her to join, please write to her c/o DPF. In the meantime, we hope she received the Lang pants we shipped to her. We have no idea what would happen if they were delayed for any reason).
Dear Tommy, Well, I got my Hypnotic Tape Level 1 (Complete Baby With Total Incontinence). I haven't tried to regress yet, but am listening to the tape every chance I get. My wife/mommy has one question which is, what can she do if she tells me that it is time for me to grow up and nothing happens. Baby Sissy. p-489.
Dear Baby Sissy, Your concern is valid and was fully addressed when we created all the DPF Hypnotic tapes. Every tape repeats certain instructions and suggestions to assure your complete safety. For example, on your Level 1 Tape, the following (or similar) suggestions are repeated a number of different ways during the hypnotic process:
"Whenever you use this tape to regress yourself to a baby, you will not do anything to harm yourself in any way. Your conscious and sub-conscious knows how to protect yourself, and you will regain your true adult age whenever necessary for your well-being".
Dear Tommy, Thanks again for your efforts in coordinating and publishing the DPF newsletter. Do you (and Marky) handle the whole thing on your own or with other staffers? I've already begun many pen pal friendships since joining as a full member a few months ago, and will probably be meeting members in person when I go on vacation next month. It is very exciting and satisfying knowing there are others out there just like me.
I'm hoping that with a bit more coaxing my lover will want to begin meeting and sharing with other members and their partners. Right now he generally accepts my diaper desires and sometimes even participates with me, but there have been a few times when he just refuses to deal with it at all. I've refused to let these conflicts interfere with our communications on the topic, or with my meeting other members as potential friends. The information presented by you and others regarding current relationships had been quite helpful to me in getting things sorted out. My lover and I really do have a lot going for us as a couple and I'm now stronger in my conviction that we'll survive and flourish together if we choose to do so.
Perhaps you (and other members) would enjoy hearing about a recent diapered experience. It all happened one evening a few weeks ago when our new downstairs neighbors just "popped up" without warning to use our telephone - their's had not been connected. My lover and I had quickly become quite close as acquaintances with this young husband and wife; we'd even babysat for their 22-month old little girl.
You can imagine my dismay, however, at having unexpected company pop through the door into the living room where I had just sprawled out fully diapered on the sofa to watch TV! Fortunately the evening had been cool enough to warrant the addition of sweatpants, shirt and bathrobe over my very bulky DPF pre-folds and Gerber pants. I grabbed for the nearby comforter (almost instinctively) and was able to quickly conceal my bulky, diapered status just in the nick of time. But I sure was nervous.
I immediately realized this visit was going to be more than a quick "use the phone and leave" type visit as the wife was carrying a huge yellow ceramic mixing bowl full of hot, freshly popped, buttered popcorn. Not wanting to reveal my diapered state, I remained calmly seated with the comforter around me. Thank goodness my lover was home, as I requested that he serve us all drinks and find something for the little girl to drink as well.
To top off the evening (and make me finally and totally relax), the little girl (also in diapers and a flannel one piece footed sleeper) hopped right up into my fully diapered lap where she sat and watched TV. There was nothing odd or unusual about my fluffy diapered lap to her! Needless to say, I was really sad when the company finally did leave? After all, I'd just had an important diapered experience, being myself (for the most part) with other adults around, and sharing my diapered lap (for the very first time ever) with a real (little) baby. I'll always remember the warm comfortable feeling of the whole experience. Craig, East Syracuse, NY 13057. p-499.
Dear Tommy, The training panties I ordered are great and I use them a lot. This year has been the most fun-filled since I joined DPF (I don't feel alone anymore). I've met a lot of nice people thru DPF and I'm sure it will go on.
I would also like to tell you that my wife of 20 years now changes my wet diapers into dry ones and puts plastic pants on me at bed time. It's so nice having a mommy who will take care of me again. It will always be a two way street, though. I'll take care of her needs and wants, and she will take care of mine. It took great strength to convey my needs and wants to her, but I felt much better and was very happy when it was out in the open. My mommy/Susan and I have been together since we 15 years old, so that makes for a long relationship. I'm glad to be one of the few that has such a caring mommy and will always love her for the way she takes care of her baby. Looking forward to another great year as a wet DPFer. Sincerely, Cameron, Corona, CA 91719. p-this issue.
Dear Tommy, Just got my newsletter. As usual it's fantastic! I have recently discovered a new way to prevent leaking. I use one At Ease (adult diaper) with a liner made from Luv's with the new channel in them. They definitely channel the wee wee and don't leak. At night time I use two Luv's with one At Ease. I never wet the bed and I wake up all wet and cozy. I sleep great. Thanks to the hypnotic tape I have no control at night. During the day I wet almost without knowing it and the confidence in my now found system allows me the freedom I need. I usually tape the Luv's at the top of the At Ease and stretch it out taping the end in the crotch area. I leave the elastic in the legs of the Luv's. This helps keep it up where baby needs it. Thanks for your support. Nathan. p-439.
Dear Fellow Babies, You will never guess what I found - some real Dr. Denton Pajamas. I found them in the women's pajama section of a department store called Hills. They fit men if you buy the large size. Now I can sleep in my Dr. Denton blanket sleeper with footies. I got a cute soft pink one with bows on the sleeves. It really is adorable and so soft. In fact, I'm wearing it now as I write this letter to you.
I feel so good when I pin my thick diaper over
my shaved crotch, then pull up my plastic pants and then my blanket
sleeper. I curl up in my bed with the hospital rails pulled up
like a crib, and snuggle up with my teddy bear and suck on my
pacifier. But I have one complaint. I don't have any other babies
writing back anymore. I would write back to anyone who would write
. I have so much to share but I'm beginning to become discouraged.
I really like the Newsletters, but want to be able to correspond
with others like me. I guess maybe there aren't any people out
there who want a cute 12-14 month old (going on 24 years) baby
with blue eyes and light brown hair who would do anything to be
loved and cuddled and treated as the toddler he is. I really would
like a mommy, daddy, or older brother who would dress me up real
cute, even as a little girl, and take care of my diaper changes
and feedings and baths. Please write! Tom Eagan, Parkersburg,
WV 26101. P-454.
(Dear Tom, I hope you find more friends in DPF. I have one
suggestion, though. It might help if you included a little bit
of 'taking care' of some other DPFer's diaper changes. Nothing
leads faster to new friendships than sharing and giving. It's
a two way street).
Dear Tommy, I am at Hot Springs Rehabilitation Center in training for computer programming. I got a woman Doctor to fake a medical history for me. She inserted the largest Foley catheter into my bladder for six months while I worked for her as a housekeeper and cook. On August 1st she took out the catheter, and diapered me until I had to come here to the center on August 6th. The Doctors here at the center took all kinds of tests on my bladder but agreed with the medical history that I had full bladder incontinence.
I was surprised to find that the housekeeping staff had put a plastic mattress cover on my bed and a large diaper pail next to it. I was a little embarrassed when I had to wash my diapers at the center's laundromat. The women teased me a little, and when I came back I found that all my dried, clean diapers were folded neatly on the counter. Robert, Hattieville, AR 72063. p-428.
Dear Tommy, Marky and fellow DPF'ers. If you missed the October 4th episode called "DEAR CHINA BEACH" you lost out on the opportunity of a lifetime to see a very attractive woman's diaper changed on national television, following a frank discussion of doing so. The clear implication was that she would be messing, since she had dysentery. Later in the show the man who did the changing said, "I'm going to miss those diaper changes!" From reading your letters, that could sum up the feelings of many of us.
The movies 'PARENTHOOD' and 'LOOK WHO'S TALKING' show diapers being changed often. In Parenthood, Steve Martin changes a baby on camera, and looks like he has done so before. In the other film, Kirstie Alley deposits a decidedly (and visibly) messy dipe on George Segal's new desk.
If any member would like a copy of CHINA BEACH, Don and I will make copies as time permits. Just send us a blank one-hour VHS cassette in a padded envelope which we can re-use, with return postage and a return label inside. We are pleased to be renewing our membership in this issue. The many friendships we have made within DPF have made us very happy, Don Davis, PO Box 38040, Los Angeles, CA, 90038. p.-1448. Mail-Box # 2332. Email: dondavis69@hotmail.com.
Hi Tommy, I just received the very BEAUTIFUL Pink Satin Rhumba Panties. I was beginning to worry a bit but am glad a waited to write to you. I picked up my mail and there was the package. You have made this little baby happy. It was difficult to concentrate the rest of the day at work.
Tommy, I don't know who makes these glorious panties but they are beautiful. I just finished putting them on over my diapers (well padded Attends) and the feel and look is overwhelming. The next chance I get when I take some pictures I will be in them. Yes, they are expensive, but Tommy, they are worth it. These I think I'll wear under my little white nightie. Thank you very much. They make me feel like the little girl I want and need to be. Sweet Dreams (mine are now), Baby Billie. Billie, Evansville, IN 47719. p-504.
HOW I GOT PUT BACK INTO DIAPERS
In an effort to get his parents to put him back into diapers, eight year old Sam tries to relearn how to wet and poop in his bed at night. He finally succeeds and gets his Dad to diaper him. When his older brother, Doug, gets jealous, Dad puts him in diapers, too. Their Dad understands that boys like to 'experiment', and sees no reason to discourage them.
DIAPER RESEARCH
David is 'tricked' by some dominant female nurses who are supposedly 'doing research'. They force him into diapers and begin training him to pee and poop in them without any control. He and another beautiful young girl are kept in bondage and fed continuously through a tube-like pacifier. Finally he and the girl are united in a series of convulsive sexual orgies.
CHANGE OF NAME
James loves to wear diapers, but his wife disapproves. His wife and her lover, Harry, use blackmail to turn James into Jeanie, a little baby GIRL. Harry begins to have fun with his new little baby girl and finds that he enjoys using her mouth and little baby ass to satisfy his needs and desires. They even take Jeanie Sissy out in public and hire a teenage baby sitter for her. Jeanie has been turned in a baby girl and there's no going back.
DIAPER TORMENT
Chris is macho in public but a sissy baby at home. When his dominant friend, Ted, discovers his secret, he decides to take advantage of Chris and make him 'service' him the way he likes it. Ted and his friends even take diapered Chris to a bar where he is forced 'to play pacifier' to other guys. Later he is given a dose of Castor oil and is forced to make a mess in his diaper on the way home.
DANNY'S DILEMMA
13 year old Danny has an undescended testicle and goes to the hospital for an operation. While recovering from the operation he has to wear diapers. The nurses think he's the cutest boy in the ward. Once home, his best friend, Dickie, also discovers his diapers and plastic pants. Dickie steals a pair and their friendship soon takes a new turn as they discover mutual masturbation.
