Told by Pingu

My name is Pingu.

I am 13 years old and when I was 7 I wet my bed.

My mom forgave me but I loved the feeling.

It felt good.

Now I didn't have any problems with wetting the bed.

I just had to much water that night and had a bad dream.

So from then on I wondered what it was like to wear diapers but my pride was too large to ask my mom to wear diapers.

So as I grew up I wondered what it was like.

Sometimes I would wet myself just for the heck of it.

Well one day I wondered what it was like to go number two in my pants.

So when my mom and dad went to sleep I did and loved it.

Well I cleaned myself off and cleaned out the underwear.

I felt exhilarated so I did this on and off for years.

When I went to a teen diaper website I liked it so I read some stories such as the teacher who wore diapers or something something babysitter.

My favorite was I wonder what it feels like in diapers.

I am now 13.

I have gone on myself when my mom and dad were asleep numerous times and loved it everytime.

My mom thought nothing of it until they found out.

She went and punished me.

Well now I feel too old to wear diapers.

I have a girlfriend now.

Her name is Ice Pop And my little brother Blake age 11.

Well I was in high school I got bumped up a grade and I went to a school for kids with mental problems such as ADD or more common ADHD and sometimes even autism.

Well I have ADD and autism and ever since I got into high school I've had the urge to go in my underwear.

More at school.

At this current day we were playing kickball and all I could think about was these stories and how much I loved them.

So I thought I'd write about myself and my story.

Well one day I was sick at home and mom went out to the store for food.

Well I thought now's a good time to go.

So I ate some and waited for it to do it's work.

I drank lots of water as well and soon I felt it manifesting inside me.

I finally had to go when my mom then came home.

I panicked and held it in.

My mom bought me some new new clothing and wanted me to try them on.

All I could think was "curse you Walmart " and so I worked on trying it all on.

The boxers, the jeans, the camo pants, the shirts.

It took an hour before I started to lose control.

I felt like it was poking out of my butt like I was going to pop I'm sorry, more like I was going to poop and pee.