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This is a true account of how I started into becoming an adult baby girl.
As a young woman, I have followed the subject of nappy wearing, panty wetting and adult babies with great interest. I too, have been using the protection of terry towelling nappies and plastic pants for the past five years. I am almost twenty-four. Staying dry especially at night had been hard; though I mostly have dry nights I still have the occassional night time accident to this day.
At the age of nineteen, I moved out, close to the university where I was studying whist mum moved back to Hong Kong. A week before I went to visit my cousin, Jenny who was only twenty at that time. Since I hadn't seen her for a whole year, I was really looking forward to my weekend away, little did I know that the weekend's discoveries would change my life forever. Since I needed to use the ladies quite often, I wore clothes that were easy to undo and pull down to avoid having little girl's accidents. A few times did I not make it on time and ended up wetting my panties, but I never really thought anything of it.
During the first day we walked around town and everything went well. As Jenny bent down to pick up something, her, the rear of her A- Line skirt rode up slightly to reveal her panties and they, seemed like thick baby pants but I thought it was best not to comment just in case. Little later I said I needed to use the ladies quite badly and she suggested there was one in the Baby Superstore. Walked out of the ladies, she was some distance away, looking around whilst waiting for me. Instead of calling her, I saw a sign in front of me that read ' NAPPIES > '.
Creeping over, I saw packets of Pampers and on the bottom shelf sat large packets with a cute nursery picture of a teddy bear and rabbit, the inside seemed like white towels. Picking it up, the front read:
Children's Terry Towelling Nappies (Ages 3-5). Super Absorbent: Ideal for Night -Time use. 20 Nappies 36'' x 36''.
I turned the packet over, which showed nappy folding instructions and I look on with great interest. Noticing the top of the packet weren't taped down properly, I lifted the flap up and dipped my fingers to stroke the lovely white fluffy and soft nappy. With my hands shaking a bit, I saw a marking of seven blue water drops on the packet ( Extra thick nappies ). I suddenly had this feeling through my body, of my desire and desperation to try them, suddenly I felt a few drops of urine trickle in my panties. ' If only they had them in adult size I would have bought them. Surely, if they had nappy sizes for five years, they must be available in adult sizes as well' I thought.
Suddenly Jenny tapped me on the shoulder and the shock made me drop the packet leaving the top nappy to fall partially out the packet. She asked, ' What are you doing looking at nappies this big ? 'said then said ' So you like nappies ?'. I stuttered and said ' No, no just looking, let's go now '. I said 'Wait' and picked up the packet putting the nappy back in to the packet than the shelf. Holding the nappy gave me this babyish feeling of love and affection. As Jenny walked in front of me, I sneaked out a catalogue before we walked out the store.
Back at her lovely two bedroom flat, that evening we had a long chat. I kept thinking of the baby store and purposely bought up the subject of babies. I ended up drinking far too much tea not using the toilet before going to bed. I kept looking at the 'Nappies & Changing' page dreaming I was a baby. I half woke up in the middle of the night wanting a wee but fell back to sleep. The next morning as I moved I realised the bed was soaked beneath me. I was so ashamed, just then Jenny walked into my room. My face reddened as I confessed, ' I'm so sorry Jenny, I must have had an accident in the night. I think I drank too much last night '
She didn't seemed too concerned, lifting the duvet up, the bed was extremely wet and the white sheets formed a massive yellow patch. My pink pyjamas were soaking wet, I was a nineteen year old girl and I had just wet the bed! 'So you still wet the bed then ?'. She then went on ' I must admit, I wondered if you still suffer from your teenage accidents '. With that she revealed to me a flannel waterproof mattress under the sheets. As she said. 'so you're yet dry at night '. I bowed my head in shame and embarrassment
After having a shower, I apologized to Jenny once more saying my intermittent incontinence had become more common recently and I was sometimes wetting myself in the day. I finally had the courage to tell her that I needed to wear towelling nappies Jenny smiled and said, ' I've left out some dry clothes for you, it's on the bed'. I thanked her assuming it was underwear from my bag.
Walking back to the bedroom, I looked on the bed and there laid what looked like full-brief panties. I then realised they were made from very thick tripled layered yellow terry towelling cloth with the back and middle reinmaked with an extra layer. My heart leaped into my mouth with excitement and apprehension at the same time. 'Jenny wears nappies as well ?' I thought. My vagina began to moisten slightly. I couldn't resist not trying them. Underneath was a pair of soft white plastic panties. I slowly slipped one foot in then another, then pulling it up with the elastic tightening around my tummy, ensuring the towelling was tucked in and around my legs and slipped the plastic pants on. The feeling was so lovely and babyish, the towelling was super soft, fluffy and thick. I felt babyish but also ashamed of my growing need for towelling panties and plastic pants. With my A Line skirt on (unable to wear jeans or tights), it was at this stage that I realised the security and comfort I had been yearning for, offered by returning to baby pants that, where if I did need a wee in public I would not get into trouble.
During the whole day neither of us referred to the morning events. As we walked in the shopping centre, the only thing that was covering my towelling knickers were my short blue skirt. I walked slowly feeling very scared but as for myself, I felt the shame of needing the protection of toddler pants plastic knickers. I was also excited at the thought of someone finding out what lay beneath my short skirt.
Back at her flat, I went to the loo for a wee. Lifting my skirt up I saw the wetness on the plastic pants. Pulling them down, I realised I couldn't keep dry in the day and the thick towelling knickers were soaked in urine.
As it was time for bed, Jenny asked me to follow her into her bedroom. She commented ' Do all babies wee their pants ? ' With that, she lifted the front of her dress revealing her incontinence knickers with yellow moist on it. I couldn't believe what she was wearing. Pulling the white plastic pants down, she was wearing this massive adult size white towelling nappy secured with four large safety. Looking closer I realised she wore two very thick and bulky nappies. The darker area of the towelling which were obviously wet with her wee, her back was saturated. Noticing my obvious stare she said, ' Big girls use nappies as well don't they ?'. Before I could comment she said, 'I have a similar problem'.
As we laughed for a while, she said 'We can't risk you having another night time accident, can we' She walked over to her chest of drawers and opened a couple. They were filled with neatly folded terry towelling nappies- there must be at least thirty. The other drawers were filled with adult size plastic and toddler training pants as well as large safety pins and even a baby's feeding bottle !
'Come on' she commented cheerfully. Pulling 3 nappies from her drawer, nappy pins and a pair of plastic pants she asked me to lie on her bed and take my panties off. Unspreading the huge nappy, they resembled those in the baby store. The fluffiness and softness added the super thickness reminded me off babyhood. She skillfully folded the three on top of each other into a kite pattern, raised my bottom and slid the nappy underneath, neatly pinning it in place at the sides. The infant thick and softness really turned me on and I felt like a real baby. My mind was racing, but I decided to let her continue. I hadn't worn terry nappies for sixteen years and here I was a baby again !
Jenny smiled at me in an almost maternal fashion as she unfolded the plastic panties, obviously enjoying every moment of baby-hood. With me now dressed and the excess nappy tucked neatly inside my legs, she pulled a white pair of plastic pants on me. This bought back sweet childhood memories of how mum used to change me. 'One more thing' she added. With that, she pulled out an adult size, all-in-one pink baby style onsie. The strong metal clips underneath secured my nappies and I was able to walk and roll round like an infant with my nappies in place! I didn't even know that you could buy Adult Baby clothing. Jenny concluded, 'Your waterproof pants and nappies should keep you dry and comfortable until morning. One more thing. . .' she walked out of her kitchen with a juice filled baby bottle and said, 'It's for you baby girl ! '. My face reddened with great embarrassment.
I told Jenny I wanted to stay comfortable and dry for as long as possible and I made a final trip to the loo unclipping my onsie and nappies I sat on the loo (like big girls do) but only a tiny drop came out. She re-dressed me securely and told me to have a look at my bedroom while she got changed. In my bedroom, I was so stunned but excited of what I saw. The bed sheets and covers were white and covered with light multicoloured ABC nursery prints. The sides against the wall and end had this extra all round padding as in a baby's cot and most of all, loads of soft toys (teddy bears, rabbits etc.)
I walked back to her dim lit room and to my surprise she had changed from a young woman to a baby girl. She too was sitting on the bed, legs crossed dressed in terry nappies, plastic pants wearing an identical onsie and with a dummy in her mouth waiting for me
We chatted for sometime on the subject of 'adult baby girls and panty wetting' and exchange our stories in great detail. She told me about her long history of nappy wearing till she was fourteen and her desire for returning to babyhood. She said, 'I knew what you were up to in the baby store and why you took that catalogue'. I finally admitted, 'The thing is I quite enjoy my wetting and I also nappies'. Having sucked my baby bottle for a while, My bladder felt full. I said, ' I need to go for a wee, but I think it's too late. ' It's Ok, wee in your nappy that's why you're wearing it, she said passionately. I sat on her bed going to the toilet, releasing small squirts into the absorbent towelling which kept my bottom dry
The next morning I was not surprisingly wet. I felt so loved in my nappies and Jenny changed me into clean nappies and baby clothes. She then said, ' Wear your nappies under your normal clothes over them and keep them ! '. I returned to my flat later that day with nappies and my onsie under my pyjamas and skirt. I don't think anyone on the train knew. As you may have guessed I now have my supply of baby clothes and a hauge stack of terry nappies. Every day from then on, I began wearing my nappies and baby clothes under my normal day clothes more and more often even on public transport. It got to a point where I was having accidents without knowing. Realising I still wet the bed, I've switched to the comfort of nappies instead. To this day, I know that there are others that share my interest and I still find it difficult to keep my panties dry at my age (especially at night).
That night changed my life and there are many tales to recount but I shall never forget my first experience of wearing nappies as an adult.
I would be interested to hear about any big baby girls like me :
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