I can remember I was about 5 and my aunt had a new baby. She used to baby sit my brothers and me and would often have to pick us up and take us to her house. One day while riding in the car I was sitting next to the diaper bag and I could smell the disposable diapers the sensation over took me and I just had to have one. I took it and stuck it down my pants. Later that night I remember my mom telling me to take a bath and it was one of the few times I remember that she didn't have to fight with me to take it. It was because I couldn't wait to put the diaper on, just the feeling of being pampered IDK from there I was hooked. Well I didn't notice how long I was taking in the bathroom prancing around in my new found treasure and my mom walked in on me. I didn't know what to say........ But what happened next horrified me for years. She took me downstairs in front of my father and two brothers to show them what I was doing. I will never forget the embarrassment I felt that night and months to come. However I never stopped.
I used to steal panties and stocking and whatever I could get my hands on from girls houses I had mast a pretty huge collection and I used to hide them in an old radio "like the ones they had in the fifties" once again I got caught.... I was thinking that I was weird. Still didn't stop ! ! Even as a young adult in my 20's my older brother one day on the back porch with my family asked me if I was wearing panties. I wasn't “although I wished I was" still embarrassed me.
I STILL DIDN'T STOP ! ! !
This is what has brought me to this lovely site where I can share my feelings with others that will understand that as much as I do not want to get caught.
“I JUST CAN'T STOP NOR DO I WANT TO”
PS: Sorry for the winded question