A Diapered Wedding (Mikayla)
A DIAPERED WEDDING (MIKAYLA)
So this is a true story from when I was 15 years old. My name is Mikayla and my aunt was getting married and I was to be the flower girl. My aunt hadn't seen me in years so she only saw pictures of me when I was 5 and 6.
When the dress came in the mail I was surprised when I opened the box. Inside was a extremely short and poofy dress with Mary Jane shoes and frilly socks and surprisingly a diaper and plastic pants. My mom said I had to wear it and I looked at her in surprise. "I am 15 not 2" I told her.
She let me try on the dress without the diaper which I was happy about. The dress went to above my knees and was extremely poofy. If I bent down you could probably see up the dress. It was a pastel pink color too. Gross I hated it.
My mom went out to the store to get last minute things for the trip. She came back and she had bought more diapers! We got on the plane and flew to Florida and then drove to the hotel. By the time we got to the hotel I really had to pee. But my mom told me to undress as soon as we got in the room so I could put my pajamas on and go to bed.
Well she was gone and I couldn't hold it anymore. I peed all over myself. She came back laughing. "I guess you really do need that diaper" she said to me. I blushed and protested as she laid me down and diapered me in the diaper that she bought. They were loose and crinkly.
"I guess I bought the wrong size" she said to me. She took another diaper and put it on over the one I was already wearing. "This is so you don't have any leaks tonight". She put plastic pants over the two diapers and patted my bottom. The diapers and plastic pants crinkled. I blushed and stood up. I couldn't even close my legs or walk without waddling.
My step brother Ross walked in and saw me like this. I blushed and tried to hide. He cooed at me. He came over and picked me up. I wiggled and squirmed but he laid me down in the bed that we were to share. He laid next to me and I feel asleep cuddled into him.
I woke up to my mom putting her hand down my diaper checking to see of I was wet. "Mom, I am not wet" I told her. She looked at me and said "well, I feel wetness". I looked down. I couldn't really tell through the plastic pants but when I moved I could feel the soaked padding against my skin. It was uncomfortably warm and squishy.
She got me out of bed and started to dress me for the wedding. She put the diaper that auntie sent along with one of the ones that she bought so again I was double diapered. She put the plastic pants on and then she dressed me. I looked in the mirror and gasped. I no longer looked 15, I look like I was 3.
My hair was in a French braid with a bright pink bow. The frilly shoes and Mary Jane's with sparkles on them didn't help. The dress barely covered my diaper. So if I had a accident then the diaper would sag down and everyone would be able to see the diaper. My mom then came over and clipped a bright pink pacifier onto the dress.
She said "well you look young so may as well play the part". She handed me a baby bottle with milk inside then lifted up the back of my dress to check my diaper and said "well you are dry, lets go". Little did I know that she never fixed my dress so it was still up so everyone could see my diaper.
Ross came in said to mom and I. "Well since you look like your 3, to avoid embarrassment just as act like your 3". My mom gasped. "That's a great idea" she said. She looked at me for approval but I continued drinking my bottle so I didn't have to say anything. "Well that's final, you are my 3 year old daughter now!" She said.
She let me walk out and I still didn't realize my dress was up. I walked downstairs and everyone started cooing at me. My bottle was finished so mom took it from me and popped the pacifier into my mouth.
We walked to the limo and I was surprised to see a baby car seat with the strap that goes over my chest and a buckle at my crotch. Mom buckled me in and Ross sat next to me while the adults talked to each other.
Ross took my hand and gave it a slight squeeze. I whimpered and he nodded his head in understanding. "It will be over soon I promise". He told me. I was silent the whole way there. Truth is I really had to pee. That bottle went right threw me. I tried not to show it as we got out of the limo and got in our positions for the wedding.
Mom lifted up my dress and checked my diapers in front of everyone. "Well honey boo your diapee is dry". I blushed and rushed to Ross's side. He took my hand and lead me to my spot. I spit the pacifier out and said "can you walk down with me?". He smiled and replied "yes baby I will".
The music started and I started walking, everyone started cooing at me. I blushed deep crimson and dropped my basket half way down the aisle. To make matters worse I had peed in my diaper right before I bent down. Everyone cooed more and at the end I stood very still by Ross's side as the ceremony went on and finished.
After, as we went to start the after party Ross picked me up and said "I know you don't like being around people so this might help you". I let him carry me around all night. Towards the end with only an hour left he brought me to a room near by where a mother had offered to watch all the young children.
Ross put me down and said to the lady "I wish to party for a little bit before the end, could you watch her?" The woman nodded. Ross looked at me and said "why don't you go to sleep, I will be back in a half hour anyway". He put me in one of the cribs and I fell asleep about 5 minutes later.
Ever since that day I have been diapered for long rides and vacations along with being diapered every night. But Ross helps me through all of my troubles. Any questions just email me.
Written By: Mikayla
Age: 15
E-mail: [email protected]