“My wife is a bed wetter. “

a husband is shocked when his wife has bed weting incidents.

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I am tom. I am a lawer and am active at a Baptist church.  I was a bit older but was not too old. I focused on be able to provide for myself and to be productive.  I did not seak a wife. I focused on being a productive member of society.   

I was not actively seaking a wife.  I figured that she would reveal herself at the right time. Of course she did. 

I had completed my course of studies. I graduated and passed the bar exam. I praticed law.i started my own law pratice. I picked a fairly rural area where there was no real lawyers. I was able to get work fairly easily. 

I had grown up attending baptist churches. There was one baptist church in the reigon of Claytonvile.i started going there. It was conservitive and  traditional.  It turned out that it was right up my ally.  I became a member. I became very active in the church early on.  Thats when i met Amy.  

Amy was a lawer as well. She praticed real esate law. She loved music.  She played numerous musical instruments and sang. She was very active in the church. She was talented and smart and had a good sense of humor. 

We hit it off almost imidietly. I saw her around but was not formerly introduced until a church barbecue held after a sunday morning service. We started to talk and it took off from there. 

We continued to hang out at church. I asked her if she wanted to join me in a park.she said yes. We went on a date then several more. We eventualy became a real couple. 

We became very close. We had similar interest. We messhed well. After an extended courtship, i purposed. She said yes. 

We got maried at the church we attended. The pastor aficiated. It was a wonderful weding.amy was a beautiful bride.everything was absolytly perpect. It was a fairly simple cerimony. We did not go overboard.  It was elegant.  We both were quite pleased with how it went.

We did not go on a hony moon but stayed at home. We did not tell few people about that. We both wanted a stay cation. Amy wanted to focus on moving in and redesigning the house in her image but thats another story. 

Everything was going great. We both were loving maried life. Things were about to take a unforseen turn. Something i never expected.  

We had been maried for a couple of days.  We got in bed. After chating for a bit,we decided to try to fall asleep. I fell asleep after a period of trying to dose off. 

I slept though the night. I woke up the next day. I felt something wet. I saw a stain on the sheet.  My wife was still sleeping.  There was a huge stain on her pink nightie and panty.  She had wet the bed.

I was astonished. I woke her up. She had been in a stupor. She started to come out of it.  “Hunnie! I think you wet yourself while you were sleeping.” i told her. “It has been known to happen.  On occasion i wet the bed. It does not happen all the time but it has occured from time to time. ” she responded.

I was shocked.  Why did she not tell me about this before we were maried? This is something i felt that i should know before we tied the knot. I had no idea. I wished i had been told. I would have liked the chance to ease into this news. I did not get that oportunity. It was a huge shock to my system. I never thought that she had this difficulty.  I was surprised when i brought it up she answered it in a mater of fact like response. She had an ‘oh that, yea i do wet the bed’  nothing to see kind of thing. 

She got up. She took off her soiled night cloths. She striped the bed.  We took a shower together.  We got dressed after. She put new sheets and blankets on the bed.

She seemed to treat this like it was no big deal. She treated it like it was a ho hum nothing to see hear. She said little about it .from what i did hear ,it seemed that it was a semi conmon event made me nervous. It was not an uncommon event. Chances were good that it was going to happen again.it would probably happen again soon. I was stunned by that. 

She did not want to talk about it. I felt that we needed to. I tried to honor her wishes.  I did not want to make a big deal out of it. I did not feel that it should be ignored however. It seemed she did feel that way. 

She did not wet the bed again until a week later.  Again it was the same thing. She just undressed and removed the soiled beding. She got cleaned up then put new beding.it was like it never happened.  Case closed end of story. 

I was not happy about that. I tried to stay calm. It was not that huge of a deal. So she has incontinence issuss.it could br worse. She could be a drug adict or an alcolic or shouting obsenities for no apparent reasons.  It was hard to handle. The mane reason was that i was not expecting it. Had i been warned,  it might not had been a big deal. I would just get over it. I did not have time to get over it. It festered. It was blosiming into a huge issue with me. 

It was threatening to undo our marriage.  I dont beleve in divorce so disillusionment was unlikly but the tranqility of out nuptials was definently in doubt.  Our marriage was in trouble.

She wanted to ignore it. Pretend it was not happening. She hoped that it would become a non isue. As she tried to ignore it, i became more incensed.  The situation got worse and worse. 

She had an ‘incident’  about once a week. After a few months,  i decided i had to do something.  I decided to deal with it. 

“Hunnie. I want to waterproof the bed.  “I said.”ok. Sure. That is probably a good idea.  I should have suggested it myself. ” she said. “Its ok. ” i said .

“O want you to wear diapers at night as well. ” i suggested.  To my surprise she was fine with that. 

When she did her shoping she picked up water proof sheets and diapers. She did not always wet the bed but did once a week on average.

She was not offended by my sugestion. I enjoyed seing in diapers.i enjoyed puting her in a diaper. It was a good solution. 

I thought her incontinence might not be condisive me wanting to have srx with her. It had no impact. My sexual apitite was not affected.  I still wanted to screw her. She wanted to get with me as well. After a time she got pregninent. She had twins.  Two years mater she had another. We ended up having two girls and a boy. 

I got over my feelings about herbef wetting.  Over time it no longer brothered me. We moved past it. We were a happy family.  

The end.

Notes

This was inspired by a latter to the editor i found on Christian blog.  In it a man with a wife who was in a legal profession wet the bed. I thoughg he was a bit of a jerk about it. I got the idea to turn it into a story. 

In other fiction i have done about incontinence , the husband was sweet. I decided to write one where the husband was a bit if a heal and delt with it badly. 

The invalid

a home health nurse visits a young female adult patcient.

Ben was a home health nurse. He was assigned to check on various people who lived at home.  He checked in. On them. He checked there vitals and drew  blood. He just checked on them.

Most of his clients were older people. He had seven clients that he visited once a day.  He was a sub contractor who worked for a medical service. He looked at the intinuary on hid clipbored. The next was Kelly benton.  He drove to her house. She had suffered a bizare fevor that caused her to become paralized.she was mostly bed ridden.

He knocked on the door. He was told to come in. She had a sweet vioce. She did not sound she was old. Not every older person sounded old. He was convinced that she was older. 

He went into the bed room. Kely was not an old women.  She was in her twenties. She wore pajamas and was barefoot. She had long hair. Her hair was dirty blond.  Despite her condition ,she was still attractive.

He did not meen to but he started to stare at her. He stared for a bit. “What? ” she asked. “I am terribly sorry.  I am acting unprofessional. I was surprised you are so young and so beautiful ” he said.

“I was expecting you to be male. ” she said.  “I understand your last nurse was a young lady.  I hope that is ok.” he said. 

“Yes its fine. You going to molest me?” she asked. “No of course not. I was carefully vetted. ” he told her. “Dawn!” she said. 

“Lets see. I want to check your vitals first. ” he said. He checked her blood pressure. He drew blood. He checked reflexes and he listened to her heart. He then recorded everything on her chart.  

He gave her her mads.he gave her water.”i sm vary vanerable. These pills could be poison. ” she said.”i asure you,  they are the medication prescribed to you by dr. Jenson. ” he said. “I know. I don’t get out much. I watch tv and read. I love crime dramas and mysteries. Maybe they have made me paranoid. ” she told him. 

“Well you should lay off the crime dramas. “He said.”your right. I probably should.  I am not going to but i probably should.  ” she told him. “You might want to consider that. I asure you i am completely professional. ” he said. 

“Ok. I will trust you.” she said.  “Thank you.”he said. “I am sorry. I should not be giving you a hard time. I was prety attached to your predecessor.  ” she said.

“Elese spoke prety highly of you. She loved all her patcients. ” he said. “How dare she get pregnant! ” she laughed. “She hated to leave but she wants to focus on mortherhood. ” he said. “Understandable.  ” she said. 

“Well i am going to undress you now.  ” he said. “Do you say this to your date?” she asked. “No. Of course not. ” he said. “Oh your a chivalrous one?” she asked. “I try to be!” he answered. “Are you a gentleman or are you gay?” she asked.”i try to be respectfull. Now are you ready for me to undress you? ” he asked. “Yes proceed to strip me but i sware if i see a boner i will report you. I am kidding.  ” she said. 
   “I will try not to?” he said.”i know. Your a professional.  Profesional bore i would say.  ” she said.  

He unbuttoned her pajama top. He started at the top and worked his way to the bottom. He pulled it off. He tgen proceded to take off her pajama bottoms.  He saw her bra and her diaper.

“Yes i ware a diaper. The disease left me quite incontinent.  That and it is difficult to get to the bathroom seing i cant walk. ” she said.

“I was not judging you. I should have considered that you might be diapered. You opted for diapers?” he asked. “Catheters are very painfull. I enjoy diapers. They are convenient and comfortable.  ” she said.

He unclasped her bra. He pulled it off of her. She was well endowed in the tit department.  “Yes i am staring a bit . i am sory.” he said. “You can stare at my boobs.i dont mind. ” she told her. “Ok. I will keep that in mind.” he told her. 

He then pulled off her diaper. It was quite full. It was full of pee and poop. He took it off. He weighed it abd wrote it down. He picked her up and put her in the tub. 

He washed her hair. She asked him to braid it for her. He did a good job brading it. She was suprised. He taught himself to braid hair as part of his traning. He considered himself part of the uber of home health care. 

He washed her face. Her belly her legs and feet.he washed her tits.he gave her an enema. He checked her brest for any cyist or mass. In her mind he got a little frisky but she knew better.he dried off her with a towel.  He put her on a chair.he gave her a fresh diaper.  

He striped her bed and put new sheats and blankets.he put a bra o. Her. He had her pick out she wanted to wear. She picked a pink nightie. He put her back in bed.

She thanked him and he said goidbyeodbyes. He came five days a week.she and him became very close. She hated his days off. His relief was bit of a nag . she enjoyed him. She understood. He did need time off. Even though it was inconvenient for her.

He had been with her for a year. The compony he contracted with was sold. He was unable to negotiate a contract with them. He decided to start a cleaning company and get out of the medical field al together. 

“Your leaving me? ” she asked.”my contract is up. I devided not to renew my contract with the new compony.i tried. This new compony is unreasonable.  I will miss you.” he said.

He huged her and said goodbye.”well you could  mary me and i wont need home health. ” she suggested.  He told her he would think it over. 

Six mounths later thet got maried. It was a private ceremony.  Beside the minister two others attended.  

They drove home. He caried her over the threshold and he put her in bed. “You going to revish me?”she asked.”oh yes.” he said.”good”  she said.

She was able to have kids. They had a son and  two daughters. They lived hapily ever after.

The end

Notes

Other then thing i have heard about i did no reserch. I probably got a lot of things wrong.  This is fiction snd fantasy. The “reserch” was mostly pullef of my bum.

The author does not condone the taking advantage of the infirm. 

Bedwetting wife

a wife starts bed wetting

This is from the diery of amy. Amy is a young wife. She is a newlywed.  

 “I wet the bed last night. I never wet the bed. I poty trained fairly easily. My mom said that i was the easiest to potty train of all my siblings.  Yet last night i woke up covered in pee. How could this have happened?”

“I usually pee before i go to bed. Both my husband and i do. I used the toilet then he did. Then we went to the bedroom.  We changed into our bed cloths. I put on a nightie. He put on shorts. I was  able to fall asleep very easily. I slept all the way though tje night until morning. It was a very peacefull sleep.  Then it went awire.”

 “I woke up. I was groggy at first. I bearly knew who i was. I slowly came to.  I felt refreshed. I felt really good. It was one of the best sleep i have had in a really long time. Then i realized i was wet. The bed was wet. I checked my panties.  They were soaked. ” 

“I tried not to panic. I took a deep breath. I stoped for a few seconds.  I knew i would be ok. At this seccond it did not feel that way. ” 

“I decided to wake my husbend up . ‘babe babe!’ i said. He was a bit startled.  ‘Hunnie! What is it? You ok’ he asked. “I wet the bed. I dont know what happened’  i told him. He told me its ok. He hugged me and held on to me. We went to thr bathroom. He helped me out if my soiled cloths.we showered and then changed into clean cloths.  He helped me strip the bed and toss everything into the washer. I really hope that this was a fluke. ” 

A month later 

 “I did it again. I wet the wet. The last time was a mounth ago. What is going on? I was really spooked ay this point. I was not expecting that. ‘Hun it happened again’ i was really woried. Was something wrong? ”

“My husband was not sure.  He was very comforting and suportive. I really appreciated him. ” 

The next day.

“Dear diery. Woke up dry. No problem.  I went to the doctor. They did a bunch of scans. I dont have bladder cancer. I dont have brain cancer. I dont have a bladder cancer. He was not sure.  He was not too concerned. He would keep up with me. I was not woried. ” 

Month later. 

“Dear diery i wet the bed last night. I dont like this. Not at all. I told my husband i want to wear diapers. He was ok with it. I got a package.  I put one on. I feel ok in them. It is really a stigma.not as much as i thought it would be. It feels kinda good. ”

Two mounths later. 

So i have worn a diaper for two mounths. Every night. Only had two accidents in two mounths. I wear a diaper every night just in case. My husbend seems to get turned on by my adult diapers. At first i wore a night gowan or pj pants to bed. Lately i have just worn a t shirt and diapers to bed. I love it. I am hapier now. I have the secuity now. I dont know why i did not do this before. I guess i was scared. I am glad i did. ”

A few weeks later.

“So i am pregnant.  First kid. Iam supper pysked. We have marred for seven mounths. We decided to try and i am indeed prego. I started wearing diapers furing period. I dont usualy wear in thr day time but some times do. “Later on. 

“So its christmast time, my parents came for christmast.  She saw me in a diaper. I explaned to her the situation. She was really suportive. ” 

9 mounth later

“So i have a baby. Its a girl. I have been wearing a diaper quite a bit now. Its convenient.  I can wear panties in the day time and sometimes i do. At night it is all diapers. ” 

The end 

This  a work of fantasy and fiction. This is no way reflects real life. 

Elese 

the story started in diaper denands continues. This time the focus is on her sister Elese.

Elese is the younger sister of bethy. She saw bethy dissent into diaper depeentcy.  This is her observations and her own jouney into diaper depeentcy. 

I am bethy’s younger sister. Bethy was shy and qiet. We were always prety close growing up. We still were. 

One day i walked in on her. She had a package of diapers. I thought this was strange. I never knew her as having isues with incontinence. 

“Why do you have diapers?” i asked.i never expected her answer. Not in a milion years. She explaned that her fiancée wanted her to only wear diapers from now on. Aperently he believed that this was key to being submissive.  

I thought that it was a litle odd. She seemed to be fine with it. She seemed to want to make the best of it. I agreed to help her.

I don’t know why but this whole thing had peaked my curiosity. I wondered what it would be like to wear and use diapers. 

I helped her spread out a water proof mat on the bed.  She pulled off her skirt and panties. She laid down on the bed. I took out a diaper and put it it on her.i closed the straps. 

I thought she looked cute in her diaper. She looked all poofy. I helped her put her skirt back on. She went though various moments.  I got to see those myiad emotions at that moment. 

I became curuous about it myself.  I thought about wearing diapers exclusivly. I also thought about only weting and messing myself. I found myself appalled by it and aroused at the same time.  It was really unusual. I did not tell anyone about these feelings. I prefered to keep it under wraps.  I thought that was best.  I was not prepared to admit these feelings even to myself. 

I tried to keep it under raps. It was not a constant obsession at that point.it was mearly something i thought about every once in a while.it was not a big deal.  

Seing bethy in diapers sparked something in me. I changed her diapers quite frequently. I enjoyed doing it. I got a little turned in. I never told beth.i am prety sure she knew. 

I had not got my own diapers or tried one for myself. I did imagine it. I thought about what it would be like.  I kind of liked the thought. 

My mom and i changed bethy often. Some times we took turns. Other times we did it together. We both liked doing it. 

The wedding day got closer.beth sugested that all of the bridesmaids should be diapered.  I was reluctant to wear them..bethy really wanted us to. 

I decided to go for it. I came to the church in a t shirt and denim skirt.  My mom put the diaper on me. It felt squishy qnd cold. It was a bit comfortable.  I put the dress on. 

It was a very buisy few hours. I had goten dustracted.  I had not realized it but i had peed myself mutiple times. When i got home my mom took off my diaper and cleaned me up.  

I had a bit of an invilid fetish. I began to find the idea of being bathed and dressed by some one else quite titillating.   I did not know why.

I put panties back on.i wanted to put on a fresh diaper. I am not sure how mom would react to having two daughters who were a.b.d.l. i recisted the whole idea. At least at that point.

I woke up the next morning soaked.i had wet the bed multiple times.i striped the bed and put all of the soiled beding in the washer. I bathed. I feared the worst. Had that one day of diaper wearing compromised my bladder? Could it have been weakoning for some time ? Had i just not noticed it.

I was frightened and scared but i was also excited. This might force me to become diaper dependent. As it turned out, it was all a fluke. I did not have any other isues.   

I was a bit disappointed.  I kinda liked the idea. I gues it was a good thing. I went on with life. I did not think obout diaper wearing.  

A few mouths later, i was cleaning out my closet when i found the package of diapers.  I decided to use them. I did not want them to go to waste.

I put one on. I forgot i was wearing it.i had wet myself. I did not change myaelf right away.  Then i did.

Bethy and i hung out quite a bit.  She had become pregnant.  I was happy for her.  We visited eachother abd changed each others diapers. 

I was sad when i ran out if diapers. I went to the drug store and got more.i got the same cashir bethy did. “Incontinence or fetish? ” she asked. I laughed.”fetish i am afraid ” i said.

“I know a girl who buy diapers for fetish ” she said.”that is pribably my sister.” i said 

I got hooked on diapers.  I was shy. I was esoecialy shy around boys. A new guy named mike started attending the church. I tried to introduce myself right away.i knew all of the single girls would want to be his rebeca to his issack. I tried to get there first. 

I tried to get notice. It worked.he asked me out. We went out to dinner. I did not wear diapers.  I had wet myself.  I really hoped he did not notice. 

I put s coat over my waste.  “Did you soil youself?” he asked. I said yes in a humiliated tone. He felt bad for me. 

He did, much to my surprise ask me out again.  I wore diapers. I told him i wore diapers most of the time. He was fine with that.

I got rid of my panties. I went exclusivly to diapers. We got maried and not long after the weding i got pregnant. 

My mom was ok having two daughters who wore adult diapers. Would she herself fall prey to the diaper bug that seemed to be spreading though the female members of the family?  

The end.

Next up

The family matriarch explores diaper fetish.  

 

Diaper demand part two. 

part two . Bethy adjust to life of wearing diapers 24-7.

Bethy was a shy girl. She was a bit reserve. She wanted to be married.  There did not seem to be a viable candidate for her husband.  Then she met William jr.

He was the son of the new pastor. He was tall, handsone and smart. Every lady in the church desired to marry him. He had been cool with them..he seemed to resist there advances. He continued to resist there entreaties.  

Bethy was able to get into his heart. She got his attention.  He let her in. He let her in more and more.  

They eventually dated and he proposed.  She said yes.then he totally shocked her.  He told her that he wanted her to be totaly subservient to her. She was fine with being submissive.  She learned the importance of submission from her mom and grandmothers and great grandmother’s.  Then there was the next request.  This one totaly shocked her. 

He told her he wanted her to wear diapers all the time. He wanted her to only use diapers.  She was not expecting this. 

She did not protest. She did agree to his request.  She went out and bought diapers. She cut up her panties and threw them away. She had her sister help her put on a diaper. She felt weird but she figured that she would get use to it. 

It was not so bad she thought.  She was not given a time table to transition into diaper dependency. She decided to surprise him during a date.  

She put on a white buttoned up shirt. She wore a black skirt with a white half slip under it. She wore nylons and black dress shoes. She was excited to see him.she was also excited for him to see her in a diaper.

She met up with him at the resturant. Her but looked padded. It was obvious that she was diapered. He got really excited. 

“Are you wearing a diaper?” he asked.she could tell that he was excited. Usually he was reserve. He was even keeled. This was a side of him that she had not seen before. Months before, she would have found it odd and intimidating.  It did not realky brother him this time. 

She smiled.  “Yes i most certently am. ” she told him. She had a great big smile. He touched her butt. He felt the diaper. She was surprised by that. She was not offended but she would have been months erlier. Not today.  Today was different.  

She came home that night.it was a great date.  They said there  good nights and she got in my car. She drove home.  She Parked the car and headed to the home. 

She went inside. Her parents noticed her puff on her back side. They did not say anything that night. 

After a few days her nom sat down and talked to her. She sat down with her over cofee. “Hunnie! Are you wearing diapers now?” her mom asked. 

“Yes i am wearing diapers.  I wear diapers exclusively now. ” she inforned her. ” oh ! Is something wrong? ” her mom asked. “It was a personal decision. ” she said. “Ok. You know you can always talk to me. ” her mom said.  “I know that mom. ” she told her. 

Wearing diapers was not realy that big of a deal. It was a type of clothing. The problem was using them. To pee in them. That was very intimidating to her.  The prospect of pooping in them was even worse. 

She decided to do what she ordinarily did. She did not increase or dicrease her liquid intake.  She felt the need to pee.  She realy did not want to urinate in her diaper at the restaurant.  

On her drive home she tried to let it go. It did not hapen. She went home and went upstairs. She got into bed.she relaxed. She felt a little pee release into her diaper. It was light abd slow. 

Then all of a suden it flooded into her diaper. It felt kinda good.  She peed mutiple times. Elese came to see him before she turned in for the night. 

“Hi bethalena do you need a diepe change?” Elese asked. “Are you volunteering lese?” bethy asked. “Yes i am volunteering. ” she said.

Elese put a water proof mat on her bed. She had beth get on the bed. She had alrwady taken off her pantyhose. She hiked up her skirt. She felt her diaper.

“Your diaper is really realy full!” she told her. “I am not surprised. ” she told her.  She pulled it off. She dried her off with a wipee. She put baby powder on her. She gave her a fresh diaper. 

She thanked her sister for changing her. Elese did not mind it at all. She enjoyed it. Of course bethy could tell that she did. 

She changed into a night gowan. She got ready for bed. She woke up with a full diaper. She had wet her diaper multiple times. She slept right though it. She never realized that that had occurred.  

She got a diaper bag.  She kept extra diapers. She had wipes and change if cloths.she got adult onesies. 

The cashirs got use to seing her buying diapers. It was realy not a big deal.every once in a while there was a new cashir so she had to deal with the awkwardness. She was use to it.

The problem was pooping.she could not do it. Sge pooped in the toilet. One day she had to poop. She decided to get it over with.  

Elese and her mom change her. They cleaned her off. She then showered. She swore she would never do that again. 

Her bowels had different ideas. It seems that the law of diminishing returns works both ways. She got used to that as well. After a while it did not brother her like it used to. She did not even try to poop in a toilet. She looked forward to crapping her self over time. 

She was diaper dependent after a while. She had not tried to repoty trane but she was prety sure she was incontinent by now. She was fine with it. 

Her wedding day had arived. She gave herself an enema before the wedding. She had a really thick diaper on.

When he tore into her, her diaper was extremly full. He renoved it. He did not totaly renove it. He did not clean her. He felt her clamy skin as he penetrated her. 

She did not mind. She liked the feel of him touching her clsmmy skin. After the encounter they held eachother. She peed everywhere. They were both tired. He put a fresh diaper on herhe requested room cleaning.  He had let them know that she was incontinent when he made the reservation.  

They both loved it. There marriage was off to a good start. 

The end. 

When i wrote part one i thought the ending was rushed. I thought that was room for more material.  I like how this one came out. 

The author does not endorse forced diaper dependency or intentional incontinence. This is a work of fiction and fantasy. 

Next up

Aftet seing her big sister becoming diaper dependent and loving it, Elese decides to put on a diaper.

Diaper demand 

a young lady is attracted to a pastor’s son.he has an unsual demend.

Bethy was a sweet but shy girl. She was qiet. She tended to keep to herself. She was the third child of a family of eight kids. Her family were very religious. They were active at a local conservative and traditional Baptist church.  Every time the church doors were open,  they were there. 

Bethy was a bit sheltered.  She was homescholed. She helped raise the younger kids. She was very girlie. She liked to dress up. She liked to style her hair. She loved to cook and bake. She liked to garden.  

She was good at math. She had a natural talent with math but she also had a learned talent.  She honed her math skills.  

She also loved english. She loved grammer and literature. She knew english gramer like the back of her hand. She loved words. 

Because she was so qiet, a lot of people were unaware of her vest knowledge and abilities.  She did not know much about news or curent events.  That was not her interest. 

Her mom was a traditional stay at home mom. She had raised the kids. She had not held a job sence she got pregnant with there oldest. 

She grew up being taught that a women’s place for in the home. She was just how she was raised. She came to beleve that was the truth. That was how it should be. She accepted that and really she embraced it. 

She felt called to be a wife and mom. She was shy and meeting someone was difficult. To save on coast she took colege courses though distance learning. She did not attend colege in a traditional mannor. This made made meeting a sutible canidate to be her hubby problematic.  

Her  church had a few that were age. She did consider any of the young man to be sutible for her. They were mature but just not viable enough. She decided to persue any of them. 

No one seeam to fit the bill. She started to consider settling.  Just picking someone. Several young man had persued her but she rebuffed there advances. She had no interest in any of them. She considered going for one of them and just hoping it would work out. She decided that that was not her. She could not do that. It was just not in her. 

She was ready to give up. She was ready to throw in the towel. She was ready to walk away from her dreams and goals in life. Then everything changed. 

The pastor who had served for 16 years decided to move on. The church had an interem pastor for a time. After an extensive search ,they called a new pastor. 

The new pastor had a large family.  His oldest was in his early twenties and the youngest was a baby.  His oldest was William jr. He was handsome and tall. He was a bible college student. 

He quickly became a key member of the church. He felt called to be a pastor. He became an unificial assistant pastor. He preached. He help his dad teach Sunday school. He started a youth group. 

He was well liked in the church especially by younger people in the church.  He was godly ans marure. He was a mans men as well. He loved sport’s and was an avid outdirsman.he loved to hunt and fish and loved to go snowmobiling.  

He was liked by the guys. He was also liked by the girls. Every girls at the church wants to marry. They made that clear.  They threw thenaelves at him figuratively of course sense this is an independent fundinental baptist church we are talking about.  He seemed to resist there advances. Was he uninterested or being coy no one could tell.  It did not seem to deter them. They still tried to woo him regardless.  

Bethy really liked him. She admired him. She though he was handsome.  She loved his knowledge of the bible.she also loved his strength and physical ability. She loved everything about him. 

She figured she had no chance with him. Conpared to some of the other girls ,she was hardly the prettiest.  She was not the smartest or the most talented.  She had trouble talking to a boy without getting tounge tied.she figued she did not have any chance of having a chance with him. 

She gave up. What she did not know was that she was the kind of girl he was looking for. He wanted a shy and dmure young lady.  He wanted someone who would play a behind the scenes suporting role. She was perfect for him. She was not just not aware of that fact.  

He recisted the other girls. So much so that eventually they got the hint and backed off.  She suspected that he was not interested in a relationship. Maybe he felt called to be single. Mayby he was not interested in that now. 

She backed off for a time. They participated in a perade. She helped him work on the float and other aspects of the preperation. She becane his assistant.  His point person. 

People started to suspect that something might be in the works. She did not think so at first. Over time she started to change her mind about him and her.  

They spent more and more time together.  They developed a friendship.  She started to suspect that there  might be a serious future for those two.  

One day, she decided to talk to him about it. “Look i am wondering if you were inrested in a relationship with me?”she asked. 

“I am interested in a relationship in you. I want you to understand that i believe that the husband is the head of the house.  I believe that he must be the leader.  A wife must be submissive.  ” he said.

“I agree with that.  I am perfectly wiling to be submissive.  I believe that that is my dutty. I take it very serious.  ” she assured him. 

“Good.  I am glad to hear that. ” he said.”i believe in male leadership. I believe that the husband is the leader of a family. ” she told him. 

“I just wanted to not be mistaken. I wanted to be clearly understood. I will not be seccond guessed or undermine.  I am a control freak.  I make no apology for that. I dont bend. ” he said.

“I know that. I fully accept that. ” she said. “There is something else.  ” he said. “Ok” she said. She noticed that he was going out of his way to nake it difficult.  She figured that he was testing her level of commitment.  She really wanted to pass.  She hoped that she would pass this test. It was important to her that she did. 

“I need to be subservient to me. I need you to willingly take a back seat to me. I want you to be pasive.  I want you to be resesive. I want you to willingly submit to me in anything. I do not want to be questioned. ” he said.

“Of course. I can be submissive.  I plan on being subservient.  ” she tried to assure him. “I want you to wear adult diapers. I want you to wear diapers 24-7. I dont want to use a bathroom at all. I want you to pee and poop in them all the time. I must insist on that. I canot reneg on that. You must agree to my terms or walk away.” he told her. 

She was shocked. She was not expecting that. To spend the rest of her life in a diaper. She would become incontinent. She never really considered refusing or walking away. The idea scared her. She was frigtened by the idea. She felt she bad to do it.

She did not tell him her objections or fears.  After a few seccond of internal deliberations,  she decided to go along with it.  She would not refuse him.  “I will do it. ” she told him. 

She went to a drug store. She got a pakege of depends.  She brought it to a counter.  ” are you incontinent or abdl?” the young cashier asked.she made sure no one else was around and wispered that she was abdl. 

“It is accepted now. It is really not a big deal any more.  ” the female cashir assured her. She paid and took the bag. The cashir told her to enjoy.she got in her car and drive home.

Her sister came in. She saw her riping up her panties and thowing them in trash bags. Her sister was a bit confused.  “Bethy what are you doing?” her sister elise asked. 

“Well i am thowing away my underwear.  ” she said. “Well i can see that but why? ” her sister asked. ” i am going to wear diapers now.  I am only going to wear diapers.  Nothing but from now on.” she said.

“Seriously?  Only diapers for the rest of your life?” elise asked. “Yes. Diapered all the time. ” she said. “Are you sure on this?” elise asked. ” yes i totaly am.” she said. 

Elese helped her get rid of all of her panties.  She took off the panty she was wearing. .elese took out the diaper. She put it on her sister. She closed the straps.

 She felt squishy and weird. She figured she could get use to it eventually.  She decided to live like sge always did. She had to pee. She let go. She found it easier to let go later.

The next time she saw him he could tell she was in a diaper. Ir turned him on. He loved it. He was sure she was the one.

The end 

It is the end for now. I might write a sequil. I have ideas for furher  installments.  It could be conplete if i never get to it. I like how it came out. I took a hiatus from writing on wirdpress. I have decided to take it up again.  

This is fiction. The author is not endorsing or encouraging this short of behavor.  

Diaper church

A pastor who wears diapers starts a church.

So i am a Christian and a diaper fanatic.  I wear diapers but am not quite adult baby. I like diapers. 

I grew up in the church. I went to a strict fundamental church. It practiced literal interpretation of the bible. They have strict rules on dress music and the like. 

I wanted to be a pastor like my dad. I worked on traning to that end.  That was something i wanted to do. It was something i cared about.  

Then there was another facet of me. The other side of me. The side i don’t really reveal. The side i try to keep hiden.

You see i love diapers. I had trouble poty traning as a kid. Even after being trained,  i had difficulties.  My blader was never fully developed.  The doctor said , while it was nothing really to wory about, on occasion there might be leekege.

This created some fear. Usualy it was not an issue.  It was not something i focused on.

I did some reserch on incontinence and isues associated with it. I stumbled on a sight about people who wore diapers for the fun of it.

I could not believe that someone would chose to wear diapers. I thought it was wrong at first. I used first corinthians 13: 11 as a proof text against wearing diapers for fun.

I could not get the thought of diapers out of my head. I kept considering it. After some time of internal debate i decided to put on a diaper. I was going to spend a day wearing a diaper. 

I ordered diapers on line.  The delivery man had no idea what it on. I dis not have to deal with the embarrassment of putting the package of diapers on the counter and face the potential sneering of a cashier. The delivery man hadno clue what i had bought.  He had a job to do and that was that. 

I was so thrilled when it arived. I waited until the delivery man was ling gone. I opened the packege and pulled out a diaper .

I took off my underware and i put the diaper on. I was going to live my ordinary day. I would do what i udualy did. No more no less. I did my ususl routine.  I eat , i drank i did what i always did. The only difference was that i did not use the bathroom.  That was the only difference.  

I put my pants over the diaper. I refused to use the bathroom. I wondered if i would pee my diaper. I figured if i wore the diaper all day i would eventually have to fill the diaper with pee. 

I had to pee. I wanted relief. I wanted to go to the bathroom.  I considered using the restroom. I would not do it. I did not want to fail the experiment.  

I tried to pee. I could not do it. I tried to pee. Finaly it did. My diaper floooded.i kept peing. 

The next day i went back to wearing underwear. I disliked it. I like the convenience of wearing a diaper. I like the comfort of wearing a diaper. 

I decided to wear a diaper.  I eventualy had a destroy adult underwear party. I threw away every underwear i have. I went to diapers. 

My friends and family knew that i wore diapers. It was not a big deal. I did not make it a big deal. It was one facet of me. It certently did not define me. 

I tried to find groups for Christian diaper wearers. They were few and far between.  One was a group of liberal christian diaper wearers. Members of the Christian left who did not beleve in literal interpretation or were more focused on socisl isues . then there were abdl whitch i was not. 

I decided to start a church for those who wear diapers.  It was a fundamental church but for those who wore diapers. For any reason,  incontinence, convenience or want to. Any reason.  

This was an experiment. One that could easily be a total and complete failure. I accepted that this could fail and fail badly. I was wiling to try. 

I created a website for the church.  I had a standered fundamental doctrine.  I also put section about wearibg diapers. Some might see it at a nitch group but i did not see it that way.  After a lot of work the website was up.

I had a building.  I advertised.  I had no idea if it would work or not.  Thw first sunday i would hold services began.  I had no idea what would happen if anything.  I went to the church. My feeling was whatever happened happened. 

People did come. They were from all walks of life. Rich,  poor and everything in between. There were educated and workers. Some were incontinent, some abdl and some juat wore for whatever reason.  

Eventualy a core group was formed. A permanent church body enurged. We became a family. I believe a local assambly of redeemed.  

It was not without controversy. The c word was used. Fundimentilist acused up of being heritics childish etc. Evebgelucals acused of being ligalistic anf weird..liberals and emugents disliked is. Fbi, child protective services and other groups investigated us but we were cleared. The southern poverty law center put us on a terrorist watch list. We were declared racist even though our church has a sizable minority representation.  The chairman of the deacon bored was African American. We are for the most part apolitical. 

The church thrived.  It grew. We started to get non diaper wearers. Manny who wanted to weae but were afraid came. We were non judgemental on the diaper issue .we did have bathroom facilities. 

Everything was perfect except i was single. I needed a mrs pastor. One of the critism was that i was single. My detractors said i had a herem. I decided to be patcient. Mrs pastor revealed herself.

Erin was a nurse.  She had an overactive bladder.working as a nurse this was a nightmere. She gave up and wore a diaper.  She was not totaly diaper deoendent. It was a help. She gad this insurence in case she could not get to a bathroom. It was a blesing.

It was viewed poorly by her old church. She was seen as weird..she was not techinically incontinent.  Some suspected some kind of devientcy. It made her suspect. 

She heard about my church.  Our official name was northfield baptist assambly (naba or neighbor as some called it) but Manny refered it to it as the diaper church. She decided to check it out.

She loved it. She became verry involved in the church. She was a key player. She was prety , inteligence and sweet.  She was well liked. 

We worked closely on events held in the church. Finaly i asked her out.sge said yes. We datted and evrntualy were married. 

We have kids. The church continue to grow. We decided to start setilite churches. Manny around the united sates.  Diaper churches in Canada developed and diaper churches croped up over the world.

Manny fundamental baptist diaper churches formed a denomination. The diapered baptist association formed.

There are also a diapered penticoastal association as well. There is a diapered congregational group and diapered unitariens. I guess i started something.  

I dont apologize for it. I think it was a great idea. I am proud of it. 

The end 

This is no mesege to this post. It is just for fun.  I am not advocating diaper churches. I had an idea. I was not happy with the earlier story about diaper group.  This was my attempt to make it better. I enjoyed writing this one.