About Adam Lewis

Hello there, My Name is Adam Charles Lewis. I am the Web Master of this site.  What you are about to read below is a true story about how my teens started out right up until now. I hope to be able to continue the true saga from time to time.

This entry is going to be about my life from 13 to 34. it will explain how I was put back into diapers. I have been in and out of diapers before this from the age of 5. The time that matters most is from thirteen on.

It was the summer of 1986, around June when My mother and my younger brother were getting ready to move out of our house and go to Portland Oregon after the house was sold.
my father and his girlfriend of one year were getting married that month and were going to go on their honeymoon. They needed to find a place that i could stay while they were away, so my stepmother called a friend of hers who had a 2 and a half year-old baby girl in diapers. She called her because she would be experienced in child rearing and might be tolerant of my bed wetting and pants wetting if it happened again.
The day that I was to go and stay with this lady friend of my stepmother’s, My stepmother packed y suitcases then took me over to her house and left me there in a hurry so that my dad and her would not be late for their plane. I was then escorted into the house and into the nursery, the only extra space that they had for me to stay in. As the lady took my suitcases and unpacked them, she asked if there was anything that I needed to tell her about myself. (as though she already knew about my problems) I told her that I occasionally wet the bed and my pants. She told me that she didn’t want to risk me wetting my bed, so she suggested that I wear some of her daughter’s Pampers diapers just to be sure. (this was the times that Pampers came in a blue cardboard box and not in a bag-*See my pictures*) These diapers were really thick and crinclely. they also had a blue waistband on them and would clump up when wet.
So after she was done unpacking my stuff, she told me that she was going to be the one that was going to diaper me from now on. I didn’t need to worry about trying to put them on myself, because it was no problem at all to change them for me. She told me that she would check and or change them almost the same time that she changed her daughter’s diapers.
Then she asked me to hop up onto the changing table. I reluctantly did so. then she took my shoes off, then unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down and then off. She tossed my pants into a corner of the room where she tossed her daughter’s dirty clothes. Then she pulled my underwear off and tossed them into the corner as well. Then she flipped my shirt up then went over to the box of diapers and got one out. She opened it up and then lifted me up so that she could slide the diaper under me.
She then got some powder and shook some into the diaper and onto me. then she pulled the diaper up between my legs and fastened the tapes on each side. She then went and got a pair of shorts to put on me from the dresser that she put my clothes in.
once she was done putting my shorts on, she told me to go and play for a while until lunch.
It wasn’t until after lunch that she asked me to come over and let her check to see if I was wet or not. She pulled back the elastics in my shorts an told me that it was ok, and not to be ashamed while she pulled back the waistband a little so that she could see inside. She couldn’t see very well so she pulled my shorts down and inserted her index finger into the leg elastics to feel for wetness.
I wasn’t wet enough to change me yet, so she pulled my shorts up and let me go back to playing for a short while.
About half an hour later, she and her boyfriend told me that they needed to go to the store and get some more diapers, and some other groceries. So after she got her infant daughter ready, I was readied to go out.
Then we all piled into their 1979 toyota corolla stationwagon and went to the store.
They first went to the baby isle and they picked out two boxes of pampers diapers, some baby powder, and some more Huggies wipes. then they went around and got some milk, eggs, cheese, bread, pancake mix, and some juices. Then we paid and left.
After we got back and unpacked the groceries, the lady took me into the nursery and helped me up onto the changing table. She had noticed the wet spots in my shorts where my diaper had leaked a little. She then pulled my shorts off, then she unfastened the tapes then she lowered the front of my diaper with a wiping motion. Then she opened the new container of wipes and wiped me down, depositing each used wipe into my diaper. Then she took the diaper with all of the wipes in it and just tossed it into the tall, 32 gallon rubbermaid trashcan that was in the nursery.
then she opened the new box of Pampers diapers and took one out. She unfolded it and then slid it under me. then she took the container of powder and sprinkled some into the diaper and onto me. then she pulled the diaper up between my legs and fastened the tapes.
Then she went to the dresser and found a pair of jeans to put on me. She then helped me down from the changer and asked me to put my jeans on.
After I was fully dressed, She left the nursery and got her daughter so that she could changer her diaper.
After she was done, she washed her hands and went into the living room to watch tv. I also went to watch tv.
Around four o’clock that afternoon, she made a bottle for her daughter and then asked me if Ialso wanted anything to drink. I told her yes. then she told me what they had to offer. I opted for whole white milk. She then went to the kitchen and poured me a tall glass of cold whole white milk.
Then she began to fix dinner.
around five, dinner was ready and she got everyone to sit around the dinner table.
After dinner was done, she asked if I wanted to help wash the dishes.
I went along with her request and help her in the kitchen. She was a darling to talk to. She asked me alot of questions about how long I have been wetting my bed and how and when it all started.
Then when all of the dishes were done and everything was cleaned up, she told me that the whole family sat in front of the TV to watch a video of voted choice.
I can’t remember what movie we watched, but we all sat down for 90 minutes and watched the movie.
It was over late, and then once the movie was over,
the lady got her daughter bathed and then dressed for bed. Then she told me to come into the bathroom so that I could take a bath before I went to bed. She asked me to feel the water that she was drawing for me to see if it was too hot or not. She adjusted it a little then she began to take my clothes off and then my diaper, which was still mostly dry.
She stripped me naked then asked me to get into the tub. then she told me where everything was, the soap, the shampoo and the conditioner and such before she left the room so I could take my bath. She told me that if I needed anything, all I had to do was call her.
After i was done, I got out and called her. Then she help me dry off, then she brought me back into the nursery where she helped me up to the changer and began to diaper me for bed. then she asked me if I wanted to sleep in a shirt or not. I told her I didn’t like to wear a shirt to bed in hot weather like there is in Arizona.
So she left me in just my diaper. then she helped me down and then helped me into bed. She then tucked me in and then turned the light off. She left a nightlight on then closed the door slightly.
around 1:00am the next morning, her daughter began to cry. her mother came in dressed in her night gown to check her diaper, and give her a bottle.
She then woke me up and uncovered me to check my diaper for wetness. I was of course wet, so she got me up onto the changer to change my diaper. Then she helped me back into bed.
She woke me up around 8:00am that morning for pancakes and eggs.
After we all ate, she took her daughter and I into the nursery to change our diapers.
She asked me if I had to go # 2, and then she took my diaper off and let me go.
then when I was done, she re-diapered me, then put a t-shirt on me. She told me that I could stay dressed like this until there were somewhere to go.
this was the way things were for five or six weeks until my new stepmother and my dad got back
When they got back and my stepmother found out all of the details, my stepmother went straight to another friend of hers who was a pediatric psychologist. her friend suggested that my stepmother continue what her other friend had started. she suggested that my stepmother put me back into diapers full time and that she be the only one to change my diapers, like a helpless baby would have done for them. she said if he wants to wear diapers like a baby, treat him like one, completely. This meant that I had to give up certain freedoms. I had to stay where I could be seen or heard at all times, that I could no longer dress myself, that I could no longer decide what I was going to eat,
or if I could go out by myself.
There were more freedoms stripped from me as well, but I just can’t remember all of them right now.
Then my stepmother took me to the store to buy me some diapers and diapering supplies.
She let me pick out what brands I wanted. I picked a Purple bag of Huggies whites (thicks) and a box of Pampers overnights.
Then my step mother then bought some baby powder, some huggies wipes then she went to the t-shirt isle and bought some long t-shirts in white, dark blue and and grey. Then we paid and left. Once we got home, she took all of the stuff into my bedroom and told me to sit on the bed until she was done putting it all away. Then she told me what her frind the psychologist had told her. then she layed down the rules, and then told me that I no longer was a teenager, that I was a 2 year-old infant as of now and had the priveliges of that age. then she told me just what they were. Then she forced me to lay down on the bed while she stripped me down to my wet diaper that I still had on. Then she changed my wet diaper then wiped me down. then she took out a thick Huggies diaper and began to open it up.
then she lifted my butt while she slid the diaper under me. She then powdered me then she surprised me when she pulled out a pack of “Osco Drug” diaper doublers. She then inserted two of them into the diaper then pulled the diaper up between my legs, tucked the wings in on each side then fastened the tapes. Then she opened the new white t-shirt bag and took one out. She then opened it up and rolled it up so that she could put it on me.
then she put my head through the neck hole then helped me put my arms in the shirt. then she left the room for a second while she went and got a pair of black flip-flops for me to wear.
she told me that this was going to be the clothes I was going to wear around the house at all times, even when guests were over. Then when she was done changing and dressing me, she told me two more things…....last rule, if I ever tried to take the diapers off myself, I would get spanked, then she told me to take the trash out to the curb in the front (dressed the way I was) and then wash the dishes before dinner. I did as I was told and took the trash out to the front. As I carried the large bag of trash out, the neighbor that lived in front of us came out to check the mail. She noticed my diapered butt and then sized me up from toe to head. She smiled a little bit as she said hi. Then she stood there looking at me as I walked away, back into the house. She went back inside after I disapeared back into the house.
This carried on until the end of that year. just before my birthday, (December 5th, 1972)
I was put into a hospital ward where I could get the treatment my dad and stepmother said I needed.
On that hospital ward, I was kept in diapers full time and made to wear only hospital gowns and or scrubs and hospital slippers. once in a while, when I got “an attitude” about having to wear diapers all of the time, They would restrain me in hospital restraints then shoot me up with some kind of drugs that would make me sleep for 12 hours at a time. They could keep me in restraints for up to 72 hours without a doctor’s order and they had to put anyone in restraints in diapers anyway because they couldn’t get up to go to the bathroom. They also had to feed you by hand and spoon three times a day, as well as give out pills while I was there. I spent a year there before i was transfered to another hospital in oregon. There, I was forced to sleep in a hospital bed that resembled an adult sized crib with restraints already in it if they were ever needed. Believe me, the staff there used them on me more times than I can count. I spent most of my time there either restrained or going to a group that was held on the hospital unit every day.
I spent two years of my life at this hospital before I was taken to yet another one in Tucson called desert hills hospital or as it is called today, after they moved some number of years agao….Desert hills for youth and Family. There I was slowly taken out of diapers and educated year round. I was forced to take strong medications and made to do a set number of chores every day.
I worked my way though that program then out into another program in Phoenix that is now out of business called LDI. (life developement Insititute) there, they tried to give me my GED and made me go to school. They also taught me life skills, like how to keep an apartment, budget money for food, rent, bills and the like. I also wore diapers tehre too and was made fun of most of the time. All of the people that were enrolled in the program had disablities of some kind too. So, everyone was told of my problem and they wre told NOT to make fun of me due to the fact that anyone found doing so would be expelled and sent to a group home. Then the program started to run low on funds and they started to find places for everyone to go to. I was sent to a boarding home called A-1 Guest lodge were I spent 8 months before being sent to yet another boarding home. There, i got my own room, that had another hospital bed that resembled an adult sized crib. they also required me to wear adult diapers to protect the health of the other residents as per state law. they also required that a nurse change my diapers in a nursing station that had a special bed that was used to change everyone.
this was also where I had to get my medications.
Then, after a while i got my first S.S.I check which was over $8,000 dollars. I owed a few bills so I paid them. then I bought an old 1978 Ford LTD two-door hard top with a 351 cleaveland motor in it. It was an old man’s car and he was going to die soon, so his son and daughter decided to sell it. So I found their add in the want adds and called them. they brought the car to me so that I could test drive it and look it over. It was meticulously taken care of and had all of the records and the oringinal owner’s manual in the glove compartment. They only wanted $450 for the car, so I paid them and they signed the pink slip (title) over to me. Then I went and changed it over to my name. I then proceeded to get my driver’s license and the insurance and tags. I then drove the car back to the boarding home, packed my stuff then left for Tucson, Az, 120 miles away.
Once i got there, I contacted my father. He was a little surprised to see me and wondering how i got there. I told him that i drove my car. He then went outside and looked at the car I had purchased.
My brother soon joined him then once he saw my car, called it a “hoopty” It really wasn’t a bad car at all. It ran like a brand new car, and the interior wasn’t all dried up and cracked at all.
It was all original and even had three hundred dollars worth of work done to it to replace the alternator, all of the belts, the oil changed and brand new tires all the way around, inluding a new pare in the trunk. the car only needed a new stereo. I eventually bought one of the latest ones to put in it. It was a cool car to drive until the gas started to go up in price. then I decided to sell it so that i could get another car that was more fuel effient. I got $1000 dollars for that car, then went out and some one offered me a $20.00 1972 Pinto with a sunroof from the factory. I decided to buy it since it was so cheap. the car was not in that bad of a shape any ways, so I just began to fix up the missing parts that it needed like the grill needed to be replaced, the front bumper needed to be replaced and a few interior parts needed to be replaced. the seats were replaced with newer model seats, the engine needed a tune up, new belts, and some simming before it would pass emmissions. I worked on it for a week until I got it completed. This car even had new shocks and struts when I was done.
the only good thing i like about it was that it would only take 20 dollars to fill up every two weeks, ten one week and then ten the next. I went everywhere in it.
Then I saw another one that was way newer and in showroom condition. It turned out that the owners wanted to sell it for their son who was now in the military.
I bought it for $500 dollars then drove it home. I now had two Pintos and I only needed one. So I sold the first one for $ 600 dollars to a racecar driver who turned it into a factory stock race car.
I then had the race car driver sell me a hopped up 2300 cc engine that had chevy truck pistons in it and was built for the race track as one of the many back up motors. I put that motor into my car and even switched out the rear axel for one that had come out of his race car.
By now, my car began to really go fast. I was keeping up with normal V8 motors and giving them a run for their money. then one day, I told the race car driver how I ranked in one of the races I had been in and he decided to come and try his luck using his track car. He surprised alot of people when he blew a 11 second run using only a few mods. later on that same month, he showed up in a factory stock Mustang two using the same engine configuration he used on the circle track.
he challenged a Chevy Vega with a V8 in it and won by a bumper at 9:53 times.
he used these races to test out his new engines and as a result, began to win the races on the circle tracks. he thanked me by giving me unlimited parts for my street pinto and his old racing engines. he would even help me put them into my car.
Any way, back in 1990, I was given back up for full adoption by my adoptive father who told me that he couldn’t have me living with him or my family any more and he couldn’t deal with me any more. So he put me back into the Arizona Foster care system which placed me with this family which had this big, burly guy named John Abernathy, and his two foster kids. this guy virtually made me his cleaning slave. he made me and my roomy pick up tiny liitle pebbles in the back yard on our hands and knees and put them into a bucket. I finnally told my case worker this, and she spoke to him about it. After she left, he got sooo mad, that he grabbed me and body slammed me to the floor then landed on top of me. I weighed a mere 110 or so and he weighed about 300lbs.
He Jumped on top of me with his elbow out ready to jab me in the gut. I rolled out of the way and then grabbed the nearest thing I could find, a six foot all brass lamp stand then swung it down on him.
I hit him squarely on the forehead then I swung again after he tried to get back up and hit him across the back of the neck with the base of the lamp. I then dropped the lamp stand then ran out of the house with him in tow. I ran so fast but it still wasn’t fast enough. I whipped around the corner and headed for a very public area, the corner of Drexel rd and Campbell Ave In Tucson (see Google earth for more details) He stopped his pursuit knowing that some one would see him brutalizing me. I ran straight to the nearest pay phone where I called my case worker and told her what had happed after she left. She told me that I HAD to go back because he had my Custody. She would change that first thing in the morning. She also told me that if it got too bad I had the RIGHT to call the police. I then told her that John had body slammed me to the cement and that I didn’t feel safe going back there. she then asked me to go to a meeting place at Campbell and Glenn(see google earth for more detials on locations) by morning so that she could pick me up on her way to her office. I made it there and then waited there until she arrived. I went back to her office and we talked about what had happened and got to the facts at hand. She then called my father who at first told her that he had no further interest in me and that I was now HER resposibility now. She then rebutted what had happened and he told her to call him at a later time. She then had no other option but to try and take me back to John’s house where the incident occured. As she and I pulled up to the house, John, marcus and Louis were just pulling out of the drive way. She stopped him to ask where he was headed. he told her that the three of them were going out to dinner and then on a road trip to phoenix. what we didn’t know was that they had packed up everything that they needed and put it into the back of the panel van and were leaving to escape the Law.
She went and opened his house and we found out that they had taken almost everything but the couch, the beds, and the dinning room table and the lamp that I had used to hit him with.
The rest of the house was bare. There was no way that we were going to be able to find him ever again. this is when I was sent to phoenix to the A-1 guest lodge.
Now I am still in diapers 24/7 and I enjoy wearing Molicare classics (the white ones with blue pin stripes) and up until now, I had no money and no medicaid to pay for mine, so I made due with what I could find at churches. the churches would only have Curity sleep pants in large or extra large or medium adult pull-ups or depend refastenable underwear. (the kind I hate to wear because they aren’t absorbent enough) I finally got out to the Emergency room at Penn-Rose saint Francis community Hospital during the first hard blizzard of December. I got stuck in traffic and the deep snow drifts. The doctor there prescribed a whole bunch for me then I called around and found out that the local medical supply shops didn’t accept medicaid, so I had to order from a company in Denver and have them shipped to me. They sent me some female underwear inserts with adheasive on the back, some “double-ups” and three packs of Molicare classics. I asked for the molicare supers, the purple ones. oh well, I guess its a case of misunderstanding or lack of knowledge of inconntinence products.
Then, I went to “Silver Key” and got four packs for $32.00.
then I got a card that asked if they should send my next order right out or by a certain date.
I will elect to have it sent right out, right away, just in case a really bad snow storm rolls in again.
So far, I am writing a really unique fatasy story that uses my personal fantasies as a base.
If any one wants to see the story or would like to have a copy to read, e-mail me and ask for a copy in the subject.

thanks for reading my early teens horror stories about my life.
they were all true and I lived them through.
If you have any questions about this blog entry, please feel free to leave me a message.
I can also be found on MSN messenger as adamlewis2006@msn.com  adamlewis2007@msn.com

I am looking for a Mommy and a daddy right now. If you are either or both, please feel free to send me an E-mail. I really want to become a full time Adult baby, but that seems a little too impossible and impractical at this time. I only wet my diapers and that isn't too hard to take from the "changing" point of view.

I wear a Medium adult diaper and I weigh between 170lbs and 175lbs. I have Colorado medicaid that will pay for my supplies. (Up to 300 briefs doublers combined each month) You don't even hve to spend your hard earned money on diapers. I am also On S.S.I which pays for the rent only at this point. So I can contribute to your household. I am also elegible for foodstamps too. This pretty much take care of everything I might need for each month. I work part-time at either a temp agency or a day labor place to get extra money each month.  So, there shouldn't be ANY reason why some one wouldn't want to have me as their baby. I am practically self contained.

I hope that I can find the right person here in Colorado Springs that understands me and my need to be a baby.

I am the adult baby age of 2 years old.