Just took my midnight swim in pink plastic panties

[pinkluvs15]

Yep, I just took a midnight swim wearing nothing but pink plastic panties. As per the monthly minutes per my condo complex "Swim diapers are a must".
I was just obeying the rules sort of. Plastic pants work fine as well as swim diapers
Yay! And WooHoo! A beautiful moon was out (not mine ), and I feel so refreshed. Totally awesome. I must do this again!

[DiaperGirlBrittney]

I've always thought about going out swimming in mine, but I've never been brave enough to do it~
Maybe I'll give it a try before it gets too cold to go swimming~

[Crissy]

Oh how fun! I wonder if any of your neighbors could see you?

[pinkluvs15]

I took a swim in my plastic panties about 10:00pm. There was no one there, and all the vines growing on the fence around the pool certainly gave me privacy.
Even if no privacy, I was wearing plastic panties that would make for a swim diaper. I reckon no one's business even if I was seen.

It was awesome though. I remember swimming wearing nothing but plastic panties when I was a kid. Now how cool is that?

I usually go for a late night swim in my plastic panties. It really is a big deal for me since it's a bit naughty, but then if someone encountered me, no big deal I reckon. I'm covered up. Yep, wearing my plastic panties. They make great swim suits!
I wouldn't do it during daylight though. That would be embarrassing.
I don't have the guts of the late William Windsor. The Baby Man.

[pinkluvs15]

Thanks for understanding Crissy. You are definitely awesome!

[Little Stinky Britches]

Your post kind of saddened me.

I remember Bill, we were friends, he lived down the street from me. And I miss him.

For those of you who don't know, Bill, (William Windsor, AKA "Baby Man") was a constant ever-present sight on the streets of Metro Phoenix until 2009 when he died at home of unknown causes. (They didn't find him for weeks after he died, there wasn't much left of him.)

You can Google his name and find videos, pictures and newspaper articles about him. It's mostly local reporting (Phoenix metro area) but TV stations as far away as Germany and Sweden came to Phoenix to interview him. It is somewhat ironic, that the fame he sought in life, he actually found in death, because he now lives on in the internet. Google his name, and there he is, for all of eternity.

I met him at a Best Buy store in Phoenix around 2003. I saw him standing in the store dressed in diapers, rubber pants, and a frilly baby-girl dress. I remembered him from years ago on the Jerry Springer show and we hit it off when I told him I was a baby too, only I did not dress like one in public. (I have never really felt the need to.)

After we became friends, one time, we were actually thrown out of a local Mexican eatery, when, after ordering our food, the manger asked us to leave because, "People are feeling threatened by your friend wearing diapers dressed as a baby."

I will never forget that night. WTF? I said, you people feel "threatened" because a grown man is wearing diapers and dressed like a baby?" WTF?

Bill had told me that he was "trespassed" from most of the malls and shopping centers in the Phoenix metro area because store security and other shoppers always feel "threatened" by adults wearing diapers. (I wonder how they feel about Nursing Homes? They smell like pee and poop and everyone's in diapers.)

Although he had some money, and didn't have to work, his life was not easy. He was haunted by demons of his past, and those demons took the form of heavy drug and alcohol use (abuse) heavy chain-smoking, and he was always being robbed and abused by street-walkers and "escorts" who always told their pimps that Bill was "loaded with money" and he was an "easy mark" due to his constant depression and drug use.

I wanted to help him, but he had closed those walls a long time ago. Although everyone in Phoenix knew him, or knew of him, he had few friends. He preferred the company of "escorts" and street-walkers who pretended to be his "Mommy" so they (and their pimps) could score more drugs or rob him. His life was a sad life.

Rest in Peace Bill. You are missed.

[Crissy]

I remember Bill so sad he died alone. I wish I could have been his mommy and helped him

[pinkluvs15]

Talk about someone that got to live life on their terms. I'm not sure if I could be as brave as William.
Little Stinky, I'm glad you knew him. I hope he was a great friend to you!

Being thrown out of a restaurant is harsh. He wasn't doing anything wrong. He was just being himself.

And Crissy, you're right. Dying alone would be awful. I understand he was a sweet man, and certainly could have used a nice mommy like you. He meant no harm.

This all makes me sad too

I don't know what more I can say. He had his way, and that is awesome. I'm glad he got to live life on his own terms. What a great guy. I never knew him, but I sure wish I did.

[pinkluvs15]

Yeah DiaperGirlBrittney, the dark of night, a warm swimming pool, and wearing plastic pants. Even though no one had seen me, it was awesome. Just like I used to wear swimming when I was a little guy. It was required for me a long time ago.
It does take some bravery, but since I was covered up, no harm.
I still had to make the decision. Once I did, how liberating!
Very cool!

Plastic pants do take on water though
And that's another story!

[pinkluvs15]

I'm so glad he had a friend like you.
Threatened by a guy like William? Difficult to believe. He was just a bit different, that's all.
I wish I knew him. He would have been a really outstanding friend. I like to think there is a bit of him in me. I suppose there is, and always will be.
I hope he went to that great changing table in the sky!
I reckon that's one way to remember him!

[mommybarb]

Welcome to the site, girmsons!
I am so glad to hear that you like it so far.

There are so many wonderful people here to chat with and meet! I look forward to seeing you around more on the forums

[Pinkluvs16]

Your post kind of saddened me.

I remember Bill, we were friends, he lived down the street from me. And I miss him.

For those of you who don't know, Bill, (William Windsor, AKA "Baby Man") was a constant ever-present sight on the streets of Metro Phoenix until 2009 when he died at home of unknown causes. (They didn't find him for weeks after he died, there wasn't much left of him.)

You can Google his name and find videos, pictures and newspaper articles about him. It's mostly local reporting (Phoenix metro area) but TV stations as far away as Germany and Sweden came to Phoenix to interview him. It is somewhat ironic, that the fame he sought in life, he actually found in death, because he now lives on in the internet. Google his name, and there he is, for all of eternity.

I met him at a Best Buy store in Phoenix around 2003. I saw him standing in the store dressed in diapers, rubber pants, and a frilly baby-girl dress. I remembered him from years ago on the Jerry Springer show and we hit it off when I told him I was a baby too, only I did not dress like one in public. (I have never really felt the need to.)

After we became friends, one time, we were actually thrown out of a local Mexican eatery, when, after ordering our food, the manger asked us to leave because, "People are feeling threatened by your friend wearing diapers dressed as a baby."

I will never forget that night. WTF? I said, you people feel "threatened" because a grown man is wearing diapers and dressed like a baby?" WTF?

Bill had told me that he was "trespassed" from most of the malls and shopping centers in the Phoenix metro area because store security and other shoppers always feel "threatened" by adults wearing diapers. (I wonder how they feel about Nursing Homes? They smell like pee and poop and everyone's in diapers.)

Although he had some money, and didn't have to work, his life was not easy. He was haunted by demons of his past, and those demons took the form of heavy drug and alcohol use (abuse) heavy chain-smoking, and he was always being robbed and abused by street-walkers and "escorts" who always told their pimps that Bill was "loaded with money" and he was an "easy mark" due to his constant depression and drug use.

I wanted to help him, but he had closed those walls a long time ago. Although everyone in Phoenix knew him, or knew of him, he had few friends. He preferred the company of "escorts" and street-walkers who pretended to be his "Mommy" so they (and their pimps) could score more drugs or rob him. His life was a sad life.

Rest in Peace Bill. You are missed.

So you really knew Bill? I read about him, and he had a rough life from what I gather. I'm glad he had a friend like you. I know about nursing homes, and yes, many of the residents wore diapers. My grandma did.
Wearing diapers is a thing for us, and it isn't easy especially if you want a relationship. As a matter of fact, it's almost impossible. But you have to be true to yourself. There's no way around it.
I talked with psychologists about my fetish, and basically all they had to say was I'm not harming anyone, and can I live with it? The answer was yes. It wasn't easy at first, but with time I learned to accept myself.
I know a few others that are into diaper fetish, and it's pretty much the same story.
Life hands you something sometimes, and you make the best of it.
I never went full on baby like Bill, but that's just me.
Take care of yourself. You are loved!