Scouts And Diapers

When I was about 9, my mother and two of her friends decided we should drive up to the mountains and look at the wild flowers that were still blooming in the pass. It was late spring and most of the snow had already melted and the mountain streams were still flowing strong. My mother always diapered me for long trips because I would inevitably fall asleep and wet or mess my pants. I was a bit concerned because I didn't know these ladies or their kids but my sister and I were introduced to other kids, 3 girls and a boy about our own ages and all 9 of us piled into this huge station wagon and left.
Anyway the trip was fun, we roasted marshmallows over a camp fire, and tried to catch pollywogs in the pools that formed in the streams from the snow runoff and just as me and the other kids were being called to come back to the station wagon to get ready to leave I decided that I was going to throw a large rock into the pool of water and splash all the pollywogs out...
So with all the kids watching I picked up this rock and lifted it (just barley) over my head and threw it in... But I lost my balance as I did that and just followed it into the pool of ICE COLD WATER!!! To the Great delight and laughter of my new friends. It was only a short walk back to the campground and I heard my mother tell her friends something like "I told you they were being too quite" and then, like a gaggle of clucking hens, the three ladies closed in on me and hustled me on to the tailgate of the station wagon and started wrapping me in a towel and a blanket while they ******** off my wet clothes. I didn't even get a chance to protest that they would see my diapers before one of the ladies, that I didn't even know, peeled off my waterproof pants and started unpinning my diaper. They finished drying me off and my mother got my diaper bag and pulled out a dry diaper and rubber pants along with the baby powder and laid everything out on the tailgate in full view of my sister and all the others who watched with unabashed curiosity. The girls (except my sister who could have cared less) were all clamoring to see if they could help and to my relief they weren't allowed.
The lady who took my diaper off asked if she could "do the honors" and mentioned it hadn't been such a long time since she had changed a diaper. So, with my mother and the three girls supervising, she grabbed my ankles and lifted my bare butt up as she slid the diaper under me, added the baby powder which she rubbed carefully into every crack and crevice and then pulled the front of the diaper up between my legs and pinned it on. My mother had to help with the two extra pins she used to keep the diaper tight around my legs explaining that she didn’t like anything falling out and that comment got all kinds of giggles and laughter from my admiring audience.
Then we all piled back into the car, me in just my diaper and rubber pants, with just an old baby blanket wrapped around me because I didn’t have a change of clothes as we headed back to town. I had to endure all the questions as to why I was still wearing diapers and my sister was all too happy to answer every one of them. When it got to the point that I was about ready to die of embarrassment the mothers of the other kids reminded them , very pointedly, that they all still had diapers and rubber pants stored in their closets and they could just as easily be returned to their clothes dressers if they were needed again… (with the veiled meaning of ‘Like Tonight’) they all changed the subject.
We stopped at an A&W Root Beer stand for Burgers and Root Beer Floats. I know the High School girl on roller-skates, who took our order, saw my diapers even though I kept trying to stay covered with the blanket. It was nearly impossible to do while eating a burger and trying not to spill the float. She rolled by several times to see how we were doing and if we needed anything else before taking the tray, hanging on the side of the car, away. Each time, she looked right at me and smiled. Once she even winked an eye at me, which started all the girls on another round of comments like, ‘she likes you’ and ‘she thinks you look cute in diapers’. What surprised me was the fact that two of the girls in the car whispered to me when they got a chance that they thought I looked adorable in diapers!!!
I was just embarrassed by the whole thing and didn’t really comprehend what they were saying at the time but looking back, all I can say is, I really missed a potentially wonderful opportunity there because I'm pretty sure that those two girls would have gladly changed my diapers if they ever got the chance! So much for childhood memories.

Great story. Thanks for sharing.

great story i wore nappies on every camp i went on