Wearing Plastic Pants Again

When I was about 13 I discovered ************. Suddenly a new world opened up for me. At some point I began thinking about what it would be like to try on a pair of plastic pants again.

My mother had an old shower cap in the back of the bathroom cabinet. One night I swiped it and cut leg holes in it and tried it on. The holes I cut started to tear and the waist was way too tight but for all intents and purposes I made a pair. 

I also experimented with big garbage bags making a top and pants outfit. They were fun but I wanted to get a real pair of baby's plastic pants. I'd seen them at stores but I couldn't get up the nerve to go buy them.

Around that time my next door neighbors would have me take care of their house when they would go on vacation. They also had a 2 year old daughter who I'd seen wearing disposable diapers. I began to wonder if she wore plastic pants. The next time they left town I went straight to her room and had a look. In the closet were Pampers. In the bottom drawer of the changing table there were 4 pairs of plastic pants!

I pulled a pair out and looked closely at them. They were your classic Gerber plastic pants with the light texture on the outside. Two of them were Toddler size and looked big enough for me to wear. I could feel the adrenaline rushing through my body as I took my pants off, stepped into the leg holes and carefully pulled them up over my hips. 

The plastic felt cool against my skin. I ran my hands over the textured surface enjoying the sensation. It was a snug fit but I was wearing a real pair of plastic pants again.

I took them home and put them on again at bedtime. I thought about doing something babyish so I got on my hands and knees and slowly crawled around my room. The plastic pants were making a delightful crinkling sound as I moved, a sound I'd always secretly loved. I thought about the times I'd heard that sound as little kids walk by and think to myself that they were lucky. For every time I'd seen a mother changing her kid's diapers and then putting a fresh pair of plastic pants over them I'd secretly wish it were me. I looked over my shoulder at the plastic pants I was wearing and smiled. It was my turn now.
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Crackle walk, I loved watching mothers changing plastic baby panties
And feel the same way you do!! I wish all those mothers would lay me next to their toddler boys and change me into a nice crinkly pastel colored
Rubber baby pantie and put a diaper shirt on me and show me off to all the neighborhood!

I discovered plastic pants only late in life and find I enjoyed sleeping in them on their own once my skin got used to plastic and stopped sweating. Mine are the usual milky partly see-through type but I recently saw a dark blue pair I liked and bought them. However the description under which they were sold :"Royal blue plastic pants for adult baby" set me thinking. Will wearing my new blue plastic pants turn me into an adult baby? Or are any of us who wear and like plastic pants adult babies anyway. What do others think?

i wear mine dialy and i dont consider myself an adult baby, i dont feel the need to regress and dress as a toddler. nothing against those who do, i just love the feel of plastic against my skin, ive been wearing them since i was 10 yrs old

That's my view exactly, and why I buy mine without any frills or baby prints, just plain.

I feel the same way you do, ordinarily steering away from printed plastics. But I got to thinking that something with prints would be made especially for people to wear. I remember looking at some of the printed plastic materials on AC Medical's website and seeing how smooth and shiny they looked, and finally bought plastic panties in the butterfly print that they have. That plastic turned out to be really smooth, soft, and nice to wear. Since then I've gotten more pants, a skirt, a romper, and a dress in that material and really love them all. This print material is still available from Rearz. I did get one pair of panties from AC in a translucent blue with baby print, and that's nice to wear too, although not quite as soft as the butterfly print plastic.

I love the use of the word "rubbers" to cover both plastic and rubber pants, which is why I used it in my username. I sometimes wear diapers under mine as a rest from constantly getting up at night to pee but like you don't regard myself as an adult baby because I wear rubbers, I just like the feel of plastic or rubber pants next to my skin.

I love the light baby blue pastel colored plastic baby panties that I wore as a child, both in slip on style and snap on style!! I love how babyish they look and love to hear rustle between my thighs!!

In rubbers, I love the light pastel blue plastic baby pants because that's what I wore as a child.
They look so babyish!

In my rubbers, there is nothing wrong with wearing plastic baby panties with or without a diaper.
I like wearing my rubber baby panties without a diaper. I like the feel of the perspiration, reminds me of being a wet baby boy in his cute plastic baby pantie!

I agree with all your comments rubberbabypantie. I too have some cheap light blue pastel vinyl baby pants but my favourites for feel and quality are my rubber and plastic knicker-style Drylife pants worn next to the skin. I'm finding with regular wear I perspire less inside so the wetness comes mainly now from my post-pee dribbling.

In rubbers, I had to wear my rubber baby panties because of the same issue, when I was
around 4 years old. My mom changed me back into plastic baby panties because of my dribbling and PP stains in my big boy underwear! After I quit dribbling a couple of years later, she took my plastic baby panties away. I then realized I was hooked and became obsessed with rubber baby panties in all the different colors, styles, brands etc.!!!

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Add a response...I went to Easter mass yesterday and all of the preteen and teen girls being baptized were all wearing the traditional white,poofy,top of the knees dresses with a bonnet,lace anklets,and white mary jane shoes.they all had a cloth diaper and plastic pants on under their dresses and surprisingly some of the older teen girls [15 to18] had baby print plastic pants over their baptismal diaper! all of the girls looked so cute and pure and innocent! Per the parish policy,all of the girls baptized yesterday have to wear their diaper and plastic pants under their communion dresses next month.

wish i was one of them

How does one respectfully react to that sort of dream

Okay, I'm a little confused. If white represents purity and the church requires it in their ceremonies, why are the older girls wearing prints? Sort of rebellious, don't you think. And wouldn't they be baptized at an earlier age?

Protector, I'm just being curious, since I'm not familiar at all with Catholic traditions. You said your mom had two pair of plastic pants made, one for your communion and the other for your confirmation. Why one pair for each dress? I look at it as if your only going to wear them once for each event, just use the same pants for each event. I'm probably missing something here, like both events follow each other in the same day. Do you enjoy wearing diapers and plastic pants? It's been my experience (no pun intended) that you don't find many women who wear them for enjoyment. If you don't want to say, that's okay.

Hi,like the first communion dress,our poofy white confirmation dress was also considered an extension of the baptism gown or dress baby girls are normally baptized in,so to remind us of the purity and innocence of our baptisms,the cloth diaper and plastic pants are required under both dresses with white tights over them.it was weird wearing them and all of us girls felt like babies and the boys gawked at us..

Is this required by both the boys and girls or just the girls to wear diapers and plastic pants for these events? This is the first I have ever heard of it, but I was not raised Catholic.

lopc- it is just the girls that wear the diaper and plastic pants.

Sticks,our first communion and confirmation were not on the same day,they were months apart! So that is why i had the two pair of rubberpants.mom put my first communion pair away with my communion outfit,then made a second pair for me to wear under my white confirmation dress.

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I made my first holy communion when i was 14 and had to wear the full required outfit-poofy communion dress,veil,tights and white mary janes.my mom bought a white thin plastic shower curtain and then gave it to two moms at our parish to make the required rubber pants we had to wear over our cloth diaper.the two moms make most of the rubberpants worn by all the girls under their baptism,first communion and confirmation dresses.the rubberpants look just like the baby pants only made larger.my mom had two pair of the rubberpants made for me,one for under my communion dress and the other to wear under my white confirmation dress.

I've heard of this being done before. Do you know what the reasoning is behind this practice? And do you still have your rubber pants? ;)

cracklewalk-please see my reply to sticks.yes i still have my diaper and rubberpants along with the rest of my required outfits.there are other parishes that require the girls to wear them also,as well as some its a tradition at.

Do you get any sort "excitement" out of wearing your rubber pants? If you don't mind me asking.

Cracklewalk-Yes,i got a little excitement having the diaper and rubberpants on under my dresses.they made me feel more pure and innocent like a baby for the ceremonies.I have a cousin who is 16 and catholic and being confirmed this comming may and her parish requires the white poofy dresses and veils for the girls with the cloth diaper and rubberpants under their required white tights.she is going to wear my diaper and rubberpants!

You know, if there were someone out there that could create and mass produce these dresses, diapers, and rubber pants (and other accessories) that the church required for these ceremonial communions and baptisms, they'd do pretty well, I think. Of course, they'd have to be reasonably priced and there would be a lot of knock offs too. I wonder why boys are not required to wear diapers and rubber pants as well?

Yes, I would think that each parish priest would know where to obtain the required garments for this Catholic tradition....

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I remember after being potty trained, I occasionally wet my underwear and bed. I left small pee stains in my underwear and bed. Since I was having a slight tinkle problem my mom decided to change me back into
my plastic baby panties that I wore when I was three years old. I remember how nice they felt as she slipped them on me. At first, I complained about having to wear them, but then I found that I loved the
way the felt, the swishing sound they made when I walked. I am not sure what my mom used to wash my rubber baby panties but I loved the way
they smelled. She eventually bought me larger sizes in different babyish
Colors like baby blue, yellow, mint, peach and various baby prints both
In snap on style and slip on style. Once she snapped my plastic baby panty on me, I loved to play with them. I could not stop touching them.
She would scold me not to play with my rubber baby pantie. I loved how
baggy and puffy they were . I loved to sit and spread my legs and see how my plastic baby panties would tent up around my waist. I wish I could go back to the early sixties and buy as many old fashioned plastic baby panties in all the differents colors styles and prints both in slip on
and snap on or snap side with both the metal and plastic snaps!!!! I would by all different thickness and quality of waterproof baby panties.

fabulous story!

brings back memories

i like the sound of the crackle when i walk or other things i do.it sounds sexy to me ,even on rain coats.

Raincoats are another turn on for me.


After you grew up and I'm guessing you're on your own now, does your mother know you still wear nappies and plastic pants? I suspect it's still not a problem. Most of us are still closet diaper wearers or only confide in very close friends or lovers. Bedwetting was always a shameful problem around my house. Disappointing.

I'm 45 now and yes, I'm on my own. I wear them with my girlfriend or have her wear them while teasing me.

Lovely experience. As a young boy I got into the habit of playing with my penis just before drifting off to sleep, although pre-puberty with no ejaculations it did feel nice and I was fascinated by the fact that as I stroked it would grow bigger (what little boys aren’t). As I began to reach puberty the pleasurable feeling intensified until I had my first dry *********** which felt absolutely wonderful. Not really understanding the feeling I was anxious that I might wet the bed and managed to acquire some plastic baby pants which I hid in my bedroom. I thought that if I put them on and did wet the bed it wouldn’t be so obvious. This went on for a while and I began to really love the feel of the soft plastic against my skin and the lovely crinkly sound they made as I stroked myself through them. Then of course the inevitable happened and I started to properly ********* in them and this felt fabulous and helped avoid any tell tale stains on my bedclothes. However my plastic pants were very tight and the matter got worse as I grew such that all I could do was wrap my plastic pants around my hard penis and make myself *** that way. Then of course the pants would split and get hard and lose that lovely soft texture so I was always on the lookout for new pairs acquired from friends and families who had babies and I could pinch a pair when no one was looking. Because my ************ was now so linked to plastic pants I really didn’t want to lose them and wondered how I could keep this up with nice fresh ones and of a decent size, not really being aware that adult sizes might be available. I then thought that the answer would be to be put back into nappies and to do that I would need to wet the bed. My embarrassment at starting to do this again at age 11 was far outweighed by my masturbatory desires. I then started wetting the bed on an occasional basis. At first my mother put it down to late nights & being overtired and simply washed the sheets and pyjamas when necessary although a plastic mattress cover did appear one day and that was really nice and often lay on that naked rubbing my penis against the plastic and ******* that way. It was a start but I still wanted plastic pants. I would tend to wet when I woke up in the morning to avoid sleeping in wet bedclothes but then began to enjoy that sensation too. I then started wetting whenever I woke in the night and needed a pee. It felt so good just being able to relax in my half awake state and let my warm pee flood out then drift back to sleep. There was still no suggestion of nappies by my mother so had to wet more frequently and always made sure I drank something prior to going to bed, but without my mother realising. Eventually she had enough and was starting to get cross with me and one day said that she would have to put me back into nappies at night if my wetting didn’t stop. I didn’t ob<x>ject and going up to my bedroom a few days later Mum said that she had left some things on my bed and that she would be up in a minute to help me with them. Imagine my delight upon seeing a nice white fluffy terry toweling nappy and large pair of clear plastic pants on my bed and at a size that would fit me. I got an erection just looking at them and had to concentrate hard to get it to subside before Mum came upstairs. When she came into my room she told me to get undressed and lie on the nappy which I did, trying very hard to think of anything that would stop an erection. It was lovely and soft, folded in two to make it nice and thick and she pulled it up between my legs and pinned it in place nice and tight which at last had the advantage of keeping my erection in check. She then pulled the plastic pants up my legs and over my nappy and the sound and sight made my erection spring back to life I was so excited I reckon it was only just in time as I was already leaking pre-*** and it was a miracle I didn’t *** on the spot. What I did find I liked was the fact that my pants were clear plastic and I could see my nappy through them. Mum then said that I would have to wear a nappy and plastic pants every night until I stopped wetting the bed saying that nappies were a lot easier to wash than bedclothes. She said she had put plenty of clean nappies and plastic pants in my drawer and that she would help put them on me every night, although I said that I could manage on my own thinking that I really didn’t want to have to struggle with hiding an erection every time she pinned one in place. She accepted that saying that I should call if I wanted help but to make sure I always put one on before going to bed and there would be trouble if I didn’t – as if I would forget I just couldn’t wait. What I had to make sure was that I kept on wetting and not to stop. As soon as she was out of my bedroom my hand was inside my plastic pants stroking my hardness, I think that was the quickest I ever came, I felt that as soon as I touched myself through my plastic pants I was spurting lots of lovely creamy ***. Not a problem I thought as wetting my nappy thoroughly would hide any tell tale masturbatory signs. As time went by I got to enjoy the feeling of my plastic pants more and more and sometimes unpinned my nappy just so that I could wear them on their own, however I did get to like the feel of a heavy wet nappy too and the lovely warn feeling as I let go a flood of wee all held in check by my lovely plastic pants which added to my desires. Of course I never forgot to put a nappy on before going to bed and contrived ways to put them on earlier and earlier just so I had an excuse to wear my plastic pants. First I would start having an early bath so could get ready for bed soon afterwards which meant sitting downstairs in my pyjamas watching TV with my nappy and plastic pants on. In the summer I started going without pyjamas saying I was too hot and just wore my nappy & plastic pants which Mum readily accepted as by now she had come to the conclusion that puberty had turned me into a permanent bed wetter. There were times though that I would be sporting a nice erection in my nappy with a nice bulge in my plastic pants which Mum never said anything about although I did have to be careful not to absent mindedly start stroking myself through my plastic pants whilst watching TV and Mum was in the room. If she saw me she would simply say stop that and of course must by then have realised that there was a reason I enjoyed being in nappies and plastic pants so much. I then started to put my nappy and plastic pants on as soon as I came home from school, saying that I had better do that just in case of accidents. All Mum said was not to wet too many nappies as she had enough washing to do already and if I did wet it then would have to keep it on until morning – as if that worried me. It did of course mean that I could now quietly ********** into my plastic pants at anytime in the afternoon or evening. Great joy. The only thing I didn’t contrive to do was to wear my nappies all day and every day for fear of being made fun of at school and because of that Mum wasn’t convinced that I should wear them all day during school holidays, although on those occasions she did have to nag me to take my nappy and plastic pants off in the morning as I would avoid having to change at all costs and would try and keep it on for as long as possible (a habit I still have to this day mmmm nice). Luckily I didn’t suffer too much with nappy rash but even when I did it was a small discomfort compared to the joy I was getting from frequent ************. Mum did expect me to cover up when visitors were around but of course close family and friends realised I was in nappies because there were always nice nappies and plastic pants hanging out to dry somewhere. Of course since then I have been totally addicted to wearing wetting and ************ in my nappies and plastic pants. Mum did try to get me to use disposable nappies as I got older but of course I didn’t like them so much because it meant no plastic pants and persuaded her they were no good because they didn’t hold as much wee, leaked and made the bed wet – of course much of that was me deliberately making sure they leaked. If anyone would like to get to know me better and share experiences I am always happy to make new friends then please e.mail me at edenisparsons@aol.com and be assured I am very discrete and very understanding so no need to be shy.

Dear Dennis, I envy you. I would have loved to have been changed into plastic baby panties full time.
You lucky to have a understanding mommy. I kind of think she liked changing your rubber baby panties and diapers. I wish I had a sleep over with you and your mom would snap a nice pair of yellow or baby blue plastic baby pantie on me and a cute contrasting diaper shirt. Then you and I could run around the house and yard showing off our Rubber baby panties!!!!!!!

Great to hear from you. I would love a sleep over too. Drop me a message so we can get to know each other better and share experiences. Either on EP or e.mail me at denappy@outlook.com.

It would be good to hear from you again. I am sitting here in a lovely wet terry nappy & clear plastic pants stroking my hardness looking forward to your reply.

Dennap, it's such a comfort to know that our plastic baby panties contain our stiffness and
also our PP when we wet ourselves. There nothing better than being dressed in rubber baby panties both with and without diapers. I envy you showing off your plastic baby panties in front
Of your understanding mommy. I wish I had the same experience of having an understanding
mommy or babysitter put me on a changing table or a changing mat and slowly changing me
into all different colors of plastic baby panties in both slip on and snap on style. Then making me
Wear them full time!!

There is something about the way they used to make plastic pants that seems to be gone now. The sound of your fingernails as they dragged across the texture, that wonderful sound they made as you walked (or crawled). The leg and waistbands that held you snug. They are definitely reminders (for me anyway) of a happier time. <br />
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Crackle walk, I feel the same way. I collect plastic baby panties from the 50's,60's, and 70's.
The quality is unmistakeable better. There were the rubber baby panties that were nice and thick and soft. There were the nice rustly textured type that let every mother or babysitter know you were wearing plastic baby panties! Also the nice glossy, rustly, crinkly type that I loved to wear
back then, and still love to wear now!!

I could wear Woolworth's (Patacake) plastic baby pants, Extra large Super size till I was about 28. I was extremely thin. I've gained a few pounds since then and I'm still very slender, but unless I dropped 15 pounds, I could never even think about getting in a pair. I still have a pair or two and now they look really small comparatively. There's still something that's very alluring about them. I don't know if it's the texture, the style, the way they fit, or what, but you couldn't get better.

My mom grew up back in the 50s and 60s and told me that the Patacake extra large supersize babypants were really big and that many older girls wore them for christmas and easter and weddings as well as baptisms,first communions and confirmation under their white dresses.she told me the Playtex toddler extra large size babypants were quite large and fit teens as well.she said alot of the girls wore them to be cute and babylike for the holidays and the weddings first communions,etc.

Sticks, I have a few pair of the woolworths patacake rubber baby panties as we called them back
then. You are right the quality of the plastic baby pantie is very good. I also like the quality of the
Sears plastic baby panties and the Wards rubber baby pants. I wore all of these as a child and wish
I could wear them now 24/7.

i have some funtime print plasticpants and do they drive me crazy when i walk in them or when i rock in mt chair, they make that crincling sound, i would watch the wrinlles do ttheir tricks and hear that snapping sound.

Sstrub, I love the feeling and that rustling sound of my fun time print rubber baby panties also!
They are so nice and puffy looking. They look so nice and babyish.

I always wished I could fit into a pair of real plastic baby pants.

Hand brawn, we all have the same wish!!