“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. 

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.

Tragedy strikes 

A wife is injured and has to deal with the aftermath that includes incontinence.

Elizabeth “bethy” greer had a good life. She was hapily married to her childhood sweetheart barret. Barret owned his own business.  They were not wealthy by any meens but they were able to function. They lived within there meens and were responsible with there mony. They were content. 

They  dated on and off in jr high and high school.  They got together for real after college and got maried shortly after that. They had two kids a boy and a girl. Life was good then tragedy struck. 

She was coming home from grocery shoping. Barret was home with the kids. The driver of the other car had an aneurysm and smashed into her car. The car smashed into a tree. 

She had hit her head. She was trapped in the car.  The emergency team had to use the jaws of life to get her out.  She was unconscious.  She was rushed to the hospital. 

They checked her wallet and found her i.d.  they immediately called barret. His baby daughter was in her crib. He was playing with  toy cars  with his young son. His phone went off. He answered it. 

“Hello this is barret. ” he said. ” hello this is officer barnet with the Naperville police department.  Your wife was in a car acident. She has been rushed to rosevale hospital.  ” he said.

Barret asked his neighbors to watch the kids. He got to the hospital as soon as he posibly could. 

They took her out of her pink shirt and denim skirt. They put her in a gown. They were able to stabolize her. Thr crash left her paralyzed and she was in a coma. 

The doctor brought barret up to speed on her condition. They were uncertain as to when she would wake up from her coma. 

He was allowed to see her. He took her hand. “Hi hunnie im hear. The kids are with the Frederick’s.  You were banged up prety bad. We are going to get though this sweetheart. I love you. We will work though it together. “He assured her. He kissed her forehead. 

During her stay at the hospital, she had a catheter installed. After a time in the hospital, she was moved to a long term residential rehabilitation center. It was not far from his house. She continued to be in a coma. 

The rehabilitation center used diapers not catheterization.  He was glad of that. With all she had been though having a large tube inserted into her vaginal area seemed cruel. He found adult diapers sexy. 

When no one was in the room, he pulled up her hospital gown and looked at her diaper. 

The kids were alowed to see there mom. She had a private room they were alowed mostly private family time. The visits were kept mostly short. The hospital staff were good about things.

It was three mounths after the incident that she woke up. He was with her.  The kids were there as well. She wimpared at first. 

“Sweetheart im hear. Your safe!” he tried to assure her. “Where am i?” she asked.  “You are at center street rehab center. You were in a realy bad accident.  ” he explaned. 

She felt weird. She could tell that she was wet. The floor nurse explaned everything that had occured. 

After he visited with her. ” you never told me you had diaper fetish?”she remarked. ” i had not realy realized it until now. ” he told her. She laughed. 

” you dont mind having a paralyzed diaper dependent wife?” she asked. He took her hand. ” of course not. ” he said. 

She spent some time in the rehab center. They wanted to make sure that she was out of the woods. The chances of her working were not good. they focused on helping her learn to function in the new normal as it were. He was just glad that she was awake and alive. 

After a time the hospital staff decided that she could be discharged.  He had built a ramp. He had goten the house ready for her to come home.  They were both excited for her to be home.it had been a long ordeal. 

He got her purple shirt and gray skirt for her trip home.  She had flip flops. He also had a foot fetish as well as diaper.  She routinly walked barefoot in the house. She liked to wear sandles or flio flops outside. He got a wheal chair acesuble van. He got inside.  It was a fairly short trip home.

They got home. ” i think i need a diaper change! ” she told him.she said with a playful glimer in her eye. He whealed her into her bed room.  

He picked her up. She wished she could walk. Being am invilid was not so bad. She liked to be picked up. She liked the lack of control on occasion.  She wished that it was not permanent but it was what it was she supposed.  

He laid her on the bed. He was very gentle. He hiked up her skirt. Her diaper looked full. There were stain marks. He opened it. Sure enough it was quite full. He washed it off with a sponge.  Her body responded. It was turning her on. 

He put baby powder on her. He gabe her a fresh diaper. He changed her out if her street cloths. He put her in a night gown. They cudled in bed for a while. 

Oftentimes sex coinsided with diaper changes.  There were times that she was not in the mood. Other times skies the limit. 

He opened her diaper and pulled it off. ” take me!” she said. He unzipped his pants and underware. He got his thing into her. He just kept going. He kept going and going.  She begged him not to stop. He kept going.

He did not mind changing her fecaly soiled diaoer eithet. Sometimes he bathed her afterwards.  He treated it like a big fetish inducing events. She was fine with that.  

She got pregnent . The pregnancy was a bit difficult.  They got through it. She gave birth to a healthy baby girl. 

She eventualy was able to partialy rehain some mobility. She could walk with a cain . she tired easily. She uaed the wheal chait outside the home. Inside she walked around but had the wheal chair was always on Standby. 

She had no interest in reganing bladder or fecal control. She liked being incontinent and being diaper dependent. Her husband also felt that way.  Things had improved.they learn to ajust to life post accidents.  

The end.  
 

My wife wares diapers

A husband discovers his wife is abdl.

Hi im greig. I grew up in a strict traditional religious family.  My family did not own a television. I knew nothing different.  For me it was totally normal. I thought that those who lived like the world were odd. 

I was homescholed as a kid. I went to a small church of about forty. I worked at my farther’s bussiness. I kind of lived in a bubble i gues. Even going to a Christian colege in the fundamental mold was a bit of a wake up call. 

It was a very othodox colege.  It was still a different experience.  I met new friends. It was only natural that i meet someone i would consider marrying.  Of course i did. 

Elizebeth ghramm or lizzy as i called her. Her grandparents were missionaries to the Philippines. She was shy and qiet. At the sane time she was very intelligent.  She had a realy good reputation. 

My relationship with her went from hi how are you to a part of a group of friends.  From a member of the same circle to friends. From friends to dating . then i asked her to marry me.  She said yes. 

They say you dont realy know your future spauce until you get married and live together.  I gues that was definently true of myself and lizzy. You see lizzy had a secret. 

Lizzy had been sheltered as a kid much as i had. She was homescholed.  She lived in a rural area. Her family and another family were the only members of there church with kids. 

She was the youngest. She was the baby of the family. She was not imature. She helped with chores. She had always been responsible and helpfull. 

She had a childish side. She was a bit nieve. Sometimes her clothing and hairstyle was not quite age appropriate.  She still had stufed animals. She had a stuffed dog that she slept with every night. It was well known on campus.  

I had never heard of the term abdl. A.b.d.l stands for adult baby diaper lover. I had no idea this existed. I never thought that my bride would be an abdl. 

I never set foot in her apartment until after we were maried. I had no idea that she slept in a crib that she made. She wore diapers and she used diapers for there intended uses. I did not know this. I did not know she had onesies and even pacifiers.  

I had no idea about any of this. Ob our wedding day i came in to her well our bedroom.  I saw what i never expected to see. 

The room looked more like a nursery then an adult  bedroom. There were cartoon characters on the wall. It was sureel. 

“What’s going on hunnie?” i asked. That day i got a crash course in adult baby 101. I had no idea this excisted. I was shocked beyoynd belief. 

It was odd having marital activity in a room with yogi bear and fred flinstone and hello kity staring at you. The crib was comfortable.  I will say that.  

Aperently she could not sleep without wearing diapers. She put diapers on. It was weird cuddling up to her and feeling her diaper against me.  

I woke up the next day.  I hugged and kissed her. I could see that she had wet her diaper. “You wet your diaper? ” i asked. “If i wear a diaper my body is free i pee it. Without a diaper i am totaly continent. ” she assured me.

I took off her diaper. We showered together after. Her skin was a bit clammy.  I got used to her being abdl.

One day she asked me to wear a diaper. She bought me a onesie and pajama that looked juvenile.  Ibwaa reluctent to wear it. For the first few days i woke up dry. 

She challenged me to pee my diaper. I tried ans tried. Finaly after several atemps urine flooded into my diaper i slept in a full diaper.

During the day i am continent and an adult. We got our own house and recreated the nursery theme in our bed room. I pastored a church but kept abdl quiet.  We have three kidw. Yes we potty train them. The abdl is kept quet. 

The end. 

Out of no where

A wife with no history of blader control isues starts weting the bed.

Janie was a newlywed.  She had just gotten maried. She maried a young man who in his twenties had started a real esate bussiness. He had just the right blend between being  prudent and taking risks.  She had worked . she planed to work part time until she got pregnent.  Then she would become a stay at home mom. She could return to work at any time if need be.  She hoped to not have to. 

 She was very inteligent. She got really good grades at school and colege. She and her husband were a perfect match. 

She never had any bladder control isues. She had been one hundred percent poty teaned. She never strugled with bed wetting or any other isues. She never had any problems with blader control. That is until now. 

A mounth into there marriage,  she woke up. She wore a pink nightie. She was groggy at first. Her husband was stil asleep next to her. She started to regain more of her consciousness. 

She realized she felt wet. The sheat where she was laying on had huge stains. She pulled up her night gowan.her panty was soaked. “Oh no!” she thought. She realized that she had just peed herself. 

She was so degraded. She felt so humiliated. She pulled up a blanket hoping to conceil it. She had a panic attack.  She did not want her husband to find out. She was determined not to get out of bed until he did.  He had a bad sence of smel. She hoped it would work in her favor. 

His alarm went off. He got out of bed.she pretended to be asleep. She wanted time to cleen herself up . she wanted to strip the bed before he found out about her acident. 

He got up. He went in the kitchin.he made cofee. He got into the shower. She got up. She pulled off her soiled panties. She took off the nightie. She took off the blankets and sheet. She put down fresh blanket and sheets. She put on ftesh cloths. 

She put on a green shirt.. She put on  gray pants.  He was surprised that she was already dressed. While she was routinely up ehen he got up. She usualy put on a robe or stayed in her pjs. He decided he should not put too much thought into it. 

The next day she woke up . she was covered in pee again.  This time she wore a tank top and pazama botoms. She was angery. She tried to stay calm. 

It happened every day for a week. She had no idea why. Nothing was different.  She did not drink that much before bed. She had not been sick.  It made no sense.  She found it very troubling. 

“You ok hunnie?” he asked.  ” yea im fine!” she said.  “I dont believe you. Whats up? ” he asked.  “I have wet the bed every day for a week now. “She admited.  He hugged her. “I am realy sory to hear that. ” he said. 

“What if i am becoming incontinent? ” he asked. ” it is hardly the end of the world babe. If you are becoming incontinent. There are ways to manage it. You probably should get it checked out?” he sugested.

She went to her doctor. Several test were done.  Her test were negative for any kind of cancer or any life threatening desease. 

She tried everything. She reduced her liquid intake before bed. She made sure to use the bathroom before bed. Nothing worked. She stil woke up soaked. It was realy anoying.

“We should probably water proof the bed!  ” he sugested. “Yea i know. You are right.  I am going to go buy waterproof pad today. ” she told him.

“Babe, i know that you are probably not going to like this. I think you should consider wearing diapers at night. ” he told her.

“Diapers?  I am not a baby. I am not old.  I cant !” she said.  “Look you dobt seamto have a problem during the day. You would only have to wear diapers at night.  ” he suggested. 

She knew he was right. She went to the store. She brought the waterproof sheet.  She looked at various diapers. She picked out a couple packages.  She went though the busiest line she could find.

She was afraid of the cashir. If she got an older cashir, she might go all grandmotherly. If she got a younger lady they might be condescending.  She almost would perfer a male cashir.  

She got a cashir in her thirties.it was a women.  “Diapers? ” she asked.” yea ” she said. She hoped to move on. She paid and left. She was happy to get out of there.

She tried on the diaper to get used to it. She felt odd. She read that you wanted to waddle.  She felt awkward. 

That night she woke up with a full diaper.  She got use to it. Her husband thought she looked cute diapered.  She got more used to diapers. She got from the denial phase to the acceptance phase. She looked froward to puting on a diaper. 

She decided not to hide her satus.every one at the store knew she was incontinent.  She was member of incontinent suport groups on social media. She also liked abdl groups.

She decided to wear diapers during the day.she got some adult onesies. She and her husband had a destroy panty party.

She soon got pregnent and had twina. She had two diaper bag. One for the kids and one for her.  

She felt like she was happy to be diaper dependent.  Her husband wore diapers at night. He started to love diapers. They were happy.

The end. 

Bed weting husband 

A sucesful bussiness man wets the bed multiple times and has to resort to diapers.

Im ben. I had a great life. I had a loving wife. I had three young children.  I owned two small companies,  both verry successful.  Life was good. I had it all.

One night my wife amber and i went to bed. I fell asleep.  I woke up before my alarm went off. I saw water on the bed. This was odd. We did not bring watter or otther liquid into the bed room. I looked around.  I wore shorts to bed. I saw my shorts. They were quite wet. I had wet the bed. I had not wet the bed sence i was very young. 

I hoped that this was just a fluke. It could be. I figured it was. I wondered if i could strip the bed before amber found out.  I stayed in bed for a minute. 

Amber woke up. She saw that i was not myself. Usually if i wake up before my alarm,  i jump out of bed.i tried not to dottle. Not so today. 

“Babe? Are you ok?” she asked. “Yea! ” i said. We had only been maried for a few years but we knew eachother very well. She knew when i was uneasy.  Though i tried to hide it,she knew better. 

“Whats going on? I know something is up!” she told him. “I wet the bed. ” i finaly admited. “Oh i am so sorry. ” she said.she hugged me. She held on to me. 

“I am sory about the sheats. ” i told her. She chuckled. ” i am not worried about the sheets. You ok?”she asked. “I have no idea. I hope so. I dont know what caused it ” i told her. 

I decided that it was hardly a big deal. I concluded that it was a fluke. I had a good day.  Work went well.i totaly forgot about the incident the night before. 

I got home. Amber welcomed me home. Shw gave me a great big hug. I huged my kids. We had super.  We watched tv. Then we decided to go to bed. We fell asleep.  

I woke up. I was wet again. I could not believe this. How could this have happened? I was not impressed.  My wife was very understanding.  I still feel prety bad. 

I have not had an issue with bed wetting sence i was five. Why now? I hated this. Third night i was wet again.  I wet the bed every day for a week. 

Amber was very kind and understanding. She always was. For that i was greatfull. I feared this was getting to her. 

“Love i hate to even bring this up but i think that you need to consider waring a diaper to bed just in case. ” she said. 

“I know your right.  ” i said in a resigned tone. She put her arms around me. She rested her head on my shoulder.  ”  you dont have to ware a diaper during the day. The issue seams to be at night time. ” she sugested. 

I realy could not disagre. She had been so magnanimous.  I agreed. We went to a store and got some diapers. Amber helped me to put on the diapers. She closed the straps. 

I felt so weird. The diaper felt so squishy. I felt so humiliated. I did not pee that night. My wife incisted that i ware a diaper regardless just in case. I knew that she was corect. I agreed. 

I went a week with no acidents. I decided to not ware a diaper to bed. I woke up wet. I wore a diaper. Eventualy i did pee in my diaper. I seemed to pee my diapers some nights but not others. It was so unpredictable.  I had to ware diapers because i never knew what kind. of night it was going to be. 

Amber found diaper hot. She loved when i wore diapers. I never have trouble during the day.she was the only knew aboytwmy disorder. I eventually became comfortible with her knowing. 

I asked her to ware diapers as night. She loved the idea.she started peimg her diaper at night. 

Why i became nocternaly incontinent i have no idea. Why i am not a huge fan of it, it does not brother me like it did at first.  There are worse things i supose. 

The end.