My path to tbdl

My past year 6 to 8

Hello I'm Little Boi, And this is my story of how I became a tbdl.

Now i truly don't know where it started but I will try my best to explain.

When I was 6 years old I still wet the bed that was kind of weird saying my baby brother who was 3 at the time just stopped wetting the bed, Not going to lie it was kinda sad to know that your baby brother was already out of goodnites before you. So when I was 7 I finally came out of them, and it was all the same until one day.

I was visiting my cousins house and my cousins who was 5 at the time had to wear goodnites I took one look at the package and go so intrigued and asked my younger cousin if I could have one, he handed me one and I put it on and smiled at how comfortable it was. So I grabbed my pjs and put them over the top, then my cousin said you can have a few more if you want, and I put 1 in my bag.

Then since we where staying over I got in the bed on the floor and went to sleep with the goodnite on. When I woke up it was 7am so I got up and noticed my goodnite was wet, but me being only 7 thought I could still wear it so I put on my clothes and at 9am we left on the car ride home I had to pee and so remembering I had the goodnite on I let it go and it over flowed into my pants my mum pulled over took me out and brought me inside a public toilet she asked me why I had peed myself and me being dumb said.

I thought the goodnite could hold it, my mum looked at me and pulled down my pants to find a fully soaked goodnite, she asked where I had got them and I said everything she then grabbed my bag got out a new goodnite and put it on me,
She said you are using every single one of these then she put my shorts in the bin and carried me back to the car the put me in and my brother started Laughing at me.

Are you a baby he said. I just ignored him and went to sleep, when I woke I was in my seat in a full goodnite I looked at my mum and taped her on the shoulder, what is it hunny, when is the next toilet, it's in 2 miles but you have got a goodnite on, I said that's the problem. She instantly said ok and knew what to do when we got to the place my mum took me out Carried me into the shop and asked for the baby changing room, the person working there pointed into the corner and my mum walked in and locked the door she opened my bag to find no other goodnite it was another 50 miles and my mum really didn't want a wet seat so she carried me into the store and to the baby aisle she looked around but no goodnites.

She looked around again and picked up a package of size 8 nappies I started complaining about it, i didn't want to be put into a nappy so she said I think we will need this and she picked up a a pacifier then she walked over to the till and paid then walked back into the changing room she put the pacifier in my mouth and undid my goodnite and put it in the bin then she got out a new nappy and put me in it pulled it over my crotch and did up the tapes.

She then carried me out and when I got back my brother what crying laughing, oh god you are a baby now sucking on a pacifier and I bet you poop yourself, my mum silenced him by saying if you don't stop making fun of you brother I will put you both back in nappies.

That made both of us silent and that was it until I was 10