“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. 

The cashir  

a cashir becomes obsessed with adult diapers

Meghen was a cashir at a drug store. She was 19 years old. She was attending a community college. She stil lived at home.  She was very disciplined. She worked and went to school.  

She had worked at some kind of job sense she was 16. She was a hard worker.  She got good evaluations at work. She focused on her work. She was friendly.  She never got distracted. She was productive and trustworthy. 

Manny customers enjoyed when she was on. She was popular with middle aged and elderly ladies.  She was popular with middle aged and younger man. She did get hit on. It was usualy all in good fun. Mostly harmless flirting.  It was never a big deal.

Some days ,the store was flooded with people.  Others time it was mellow. Some days it came in waves. She handed the store end not the phamacy end. She was basicaly a cashir at a mini retail outlet. 

She cashed people out or orgainized products on the shelf. Sometimes she took care of outs.  She always kept buisy. 

She never knew what to expect.  Some customers bought food. Some baught toy as a last minute birthday gift on there way to a nephew’s birtbday party. Some got over the counter medication and some bought a previusly vieiwed dvd which was usually an impulse buy. She saw it all.  She got the nervous young men buying condoms.  

Sense this was a drug store, she did sell her share of adult diapers. Usualy adult diapers and incontinence paraphernalia were purchased by older people. Either older people or there caregivers.  

Meghen was respectful.  Her grandmother was forced to wear diapers.  She was never disparaging.  She had relitives who worked in medical fields so she knew that age and certain deases and medical conditions can cause loss of blader control or certain degrees of incontinence.  It waa hardly s stingma. There by the grace of God i go as it has been said. She knew that in life, no one got out alive. Difficulties were bound to happen.  It is life. She always handled things tactfully.  Most customers who baught diapers were perenial diaper buyers so it was not a big deal.  

One day a young lady came in. She apeared to late teens or early twenties. She suspected that she was roughly the same age. She her hair in a poney tail. She was about five seven. She wore a green t shirt and gray skirts and sandles. 

She seemed shy. She did not look up. She seemed nervous. She was dresed conservatively. While some girls who were not traditional who wore dreses wore them above the knee. She was traned to spot potential shop lifters.  She did not fit the profile. One never knew.  Never asume anything she was told. She kept an eye of her. 

She did not watch her like a hawk but did watch her a little bit. She went over to the isle with incontinence suplies. She looked over various adult diaper products and then picked up a package. 

She btought it over to the counter. She was the first person she saw buying diapers that was her age. It was unusual.  No big deal but unusual.  It was a qiet day. She could let her mind wounder and speculate for a bit. 

The younger lady placed the package of diapers on the table. Meg rung her up. “Adult diapers?” meg asked. She shyly said “yea.” she said. She appeared uncomfortible.

She was not sure if this was a medical reason or something else. Meg suspected that it might be a curiosity. She paid in cash. She gave her her change.

Meg never thought about wearing diapers.  She did not have any isues with bladder control. It was nothing she considered. 

At home, she went to a seearch engine. She typed in reasons to wear adult diapers.  There was incontinence of course. There were levels of incontience from minnor leakege to almost total loss of control. There was incontinence caused by blader cancer or brain trauma or some car of injury due to an accident. There were other reasons that some chose to wear diapers. 

Diapers were sonetimes used in bondege or s and m. Some who worked in factories opted to wear diapers. Brides sometimes opted to wear dispers due to the thousands of layers they put on. There was even a naime for it,bridal diapers. Some ladies wore diapers during unsual flows during periods. 

Then there was what was called abdl.adult baby diaper lover. There were those who wanted to live like a baby. They wore diapers.  They dresed in one sies or baby like pjs. Some skept in cribs and played with toys.

Some had normal jobs and lived normal lives. Some were only babies when they clocked out. Others might wear diapers all the time. They might keep it on the d.l . if they were discivered, they might feign a medical reason. 

There are some who are the dl but not so much the ab part. There are casual diaper lovers all the way to full time adult babies.

There are some who try to totally revert to babyhood. They hire nanies.They live in cribs. Date line nbc like magazine like shows have profiled them.  They have garnered a csi episode. 
There was a former nasa astronaut who used diapers while following an x lover.

Megan became an expert on diapers.She checked web md and scholerly works on thr subject. She read from magazine like cosno or vice. She read adrien surely blog.  She read blogs of people who lived in basement but had intenet aces, a wordpress acount and lot of opinions. She read erotic disper fiction like the ones on daily diapers, home sted and  zty.

She had no plans to wear diapers. She had bo plans to pee or poop in them. It seems that what you reserch you become. Whstsoever a man thinketh in his heart so is he as proverbs says. 

Meghen moved on for a time. She forgot about it. The customer came in frequently.  She decided to ask her. “Do you wear diapers all the time now? ” meg asked. 

“I do. I threw away all my panties . i am one hundred percent diaper wearer now. ” she said.”do you like it?”she asked.  “I love it. Its convenient. Its comfortible. I forgot i am wearing them most of the time. It is part of me now. It is who i am. ” she admitted. 

Meghen became intreged. She baughtea package.  She took it home and put one in. She went to sleep in it.she woke up wet.she had peed her diaper.

The next night she did not wear a diaper.She woke up dry. She found if she was diapered at night she peed. If she wore rwgular underwear sge did not.

She wore a diaper to work.she did not pee in it. She liked having the secuity of knowing that she could if she have to. It was like an insurance policy or a safty blanket. 

She wore one to work every day for a mounth. She did not pee in them.  One day she got buisy.  She peed her diaper and had not realized it. She felt embarrassed.  

She peed again the next day.it did not borther her. She came to like the convenience of it. She started wearing all the time.

One day the customer came in. ” i wear all the time now. ” she told her. They compared brands.  They ended up becoming friends . 

Meghen became totaly diaper dependent.  She loved it.

The end

I have been writing a lot of diaper lover story latly. I like to write both diaper lover as well as incontinence fictiin and forced. 

I do not know if this is part of the bethy series.i set it up so it could be. The only thing is that i dis not bethy a christian to be an evangelist for diaper wearing.  I see her simply as a Christian girl who wears diapers.  Not an apologist.  I was vaugue on the diaper buying girl.

The other reason was that i did not want to have to bank on the other stories. I wanted this one to be a stand alone.  

Diapered mom 

dona the mom decides to try diaper wearing.

Dona was a mother of eight kids.the oldest was his twenties. The youngest was a baby. Dona was hapily maried. 

Dona went to a bible college.  That was  where she met her hushusband. She worked from age 16 until she got pregnent with her oldest. She had not worked sense then. 

She was very traditional.  She wore skirts and dreses. She had worn pants under neth a dress or skirts. She had never worn pants on her own. She was opposed to wearing pants. She believed in dressing in a feminine fashon. She was verry feninine.she believed in differences between men and women.  

She raised her daughters to beleve that as well. She raised her girls to be girls. She made no apologies for that.that was just how he was.  

She was a great house wifw. She maintained her house well. She had a good reputation.  She was good at maintaining the home. She did a lot in the church as well. She loved to devorate thr church. She was good at it. She was well liked. She sent a good reputation inside and outside the church. 

She traned her daughters to be submisive. She traned them to submit to there future husbends. She made sure they knew the importance of biblical principles of submision. She did that well. She traned them to be good wives and moms. 

Dona saw her oldest daughter bethy start to get together with a young man. She started to get close.  She suspected that she was going to marry him. 

Sure enough, in time he purposed. She said yes.  She was happy for beth.at the same time she was sad that she was growing up and moving on. She knew that this was what was supposed to happen.  She had met a good match. He would be a fine husbend. She was making a good choice. 

Dona noticed something a bit odd. Her bum area seemed to be padded. It was puffy. She started to suspect that she was wearing a diaper.  She had no idea why. It was her bussiness. She did not pry. 

Then one day, she walked in.she saw her sister elese put her in a diaper..later on,bethy came to her morther and they talked about things. 

“Yes i am wearing a diaper. I am going to only wear diapers for now on. ” bethy said. “Ok. What brought this on hunnie!” she asked. 

“My fiancée wants me to wear diapers.  He sees it as a sign of submision.  I have agreed to do as he requests. ” she said.

“I see. I wondered what was going on. Your ok with this? You have thought this though?” her mom asked. “I have. I gave it a lot of thought. I really like wearing diapers.i like to use the diapers for there intended perpose. I want to do this.  ” beth assured her mom. 

While she was a bit surprised. She decided to trust her daughter. She alowed her to do as she wanted. She wanted to be supportive of her daughter.  

She started to change beth’s diaper. It created a bound between them. She looked froward to it. Then she got maried and moved out. On occasion, when she visited,she got to change her diapers. It was few and far between. 

Then elese started to wear diapers. She found them comforting. She loved wearing them. She became obsesed with wearing diapers. She became diaper dependent herself. Dona got to change her diaper. 

Soon she met someone and she got maried. She moved out and she went on her own.  Dona still had the other children to take care off. She still kept buisy. 

One day she talked it over with her husbend. “What do you think of women wearing diapers as a sign of submision? ” she asked. “I had not realy considered it. What are your views on it?” he asked. 

“I find the whole thing intriguing. I dont know why but i do. ” Dona said. “I kinda find it intriguing myself. “He admited. She suspected that he felt that way. 

“Do you want me to wear diapers? ” she asked. He chuckled. “Mayby!” he said in a joking mannor. She joined him in laughing. 

She decided to get some diapers. She saw the same cashier that her daughters used. “You guys all going into diapers ” she asked. “Prety much!” Dona admited. 

Dona took the diapers home. She took off her panties. She laid down. She hyked up her skirt. She took out the diaper and put it on. She pulled her skirt down. 

When her husbend came home,he did not tell him that she was diapered. She waited for him to notice her.  He did after a while. 

He came over and grabbed her bum. He felt her diapered. It turned him on. He was happy with her decision. She did not try to pee her diaper.  While they chatted, she got distracted.she peed into the diaper. He could tell what she was doing. Soiling the diaper also turned him on.

Later that night they walked to the bed room. The kids were all asleep. They went to the bed. They got into bed. They kissed. They started to remove each other’s clothing. 

He came to her diaper.it was quite full. He removed it. He did not cleen her off. He put his erect thing in her.after he gave her a new diaper and threw away the old one. 

They cuddled after wards. She evebtually embraced diaper wearing all the time. She got rid of her panties. 

Her daughters were thrilled that she joined the diaper club. They would change each other when they saw eachother. 

They were all fans of diaper wearing. Neither of the three went back to wearing panties. 

The end. 

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 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.  

 

Wearing diapers to work

A female worker decides to wear diapers at work.

I am kendra. I work at regonal human resource manager for edson industries.  Edson is a major international cooperation.  I was not always a regonal manager. I started off as a grunt worker.  

I had woked at small time stores. I worked at convenient stores, retail, mall store and the such. I got a job working on the inventory team at a distribution center . 

I was one of a just a few women working on the crew. I felt like i had a lot to prove. I wanted to show my co workers that i could handle this. I wanted to prove myself as a worker.i tended to push myself. I wanted to do better then everyone else. 

I wanted to get noticed.  I wanted to exell. At the time, i was not intetested in becoming a big wig in the company.  I just wanted to have a stable job. I wanted to be secure in the job. Well as secure as you can be in this kind of work. 

I kept my head down.  I focused on my job. I did not engage in smal talk. I focused on work only. I did my work to the very best of my ability.  

My supervisors liked me. I was starting to get noticed. I did not rest on my laurels. I just kept working.  I tried to constently improve. 

One issue that is hard for me was bladder isues. Much of the work included fast paced work that required focus on the work. It requured paying attention in a meticulous fashon. 

While preparing freight for a truck or loading you had to focus. You had to be fast, acurate and efficient.  You had to do the same thing with loading the truck.  You could not realy stop at critical points in the process. This made bathroom breaks problimetic.

Not only that,  they worked though all four seasons . even in colder wreathers, it could get hot in the loading area.  My thought was always getting dry. We did not have a.c. we drank a lot of water.  Hydration was very importent. Our supervisors stressed staying hydrated.

This created another issue. The more you drink the nore you had to go. You could not cut down on water intake. I was afraid that my co workers and superiors would look down on me if i took too manny bathroom breaks.  

I tried to hold it in. I hated feeling like i had to go. I did the pepee dance. I tried to focus on my work. I did all i could to stay working. I made a bigger deal then it was . i had this irrational fear of being canned. I constently feared i was going to be let go. I was actually in a good place with the compony. I did not feel that way. At the time i believed that every day i was on the cusp of being terminated. While this was not true or rational,  that was i believed at the time. 

I was actually starting to get noticed. I was considered a risung star on the crew. I did not know that. I got more woried.

The bladder isue was driving me crazy. I feared taking too many bathroom breaks.  I also dreaded the feeling of having to go . i did not want to become dehydrated either. It was a huge problem. 

I did some research.  I tried to find out what others with similar situations did. I learned that manny female workers in similar situations opted to wear diapers.

I was shocked and stunned. Diapers? I could not imagine it. The thought of wearing diapers was repugnent. I hated the idea. It was degrading. I rejected the idea. There was no way i was going to wear a diaper let alone use one.

The situation did not get better.i became more and more afraid of loosing my job. I hated needing to pee but not being able to. At least i was elimiting myself with regard to using the toilet.  

I was going crazy.  I was getting more and more agitated and nervous. I decided to conduct a trial run. I went to a store and picked up a package of diapers.

When i got to the cash register, the young lady at the register saw it. “Diapers?” she aaked. “Yes. I work a job that makes bathroom breaks difixult. I am going to try diapers ” i said. 

The next day, i took a shower. Then i opened the package of diapers.  I took out the diaper. I put out a pad. I put on the diaper. I put my jeens over the diaper. 

I felt weird. I was very self conscious.  I found i got more done that day. I worked and worked. I did not think about peing. 

I did not realize that i had peed in my diaper. I did not just pee once but multiple times. During my lunch break, i changed my diaper . it was very very full. It was again just before i left. 

I went home without a diaper. I found i was more stresed at home. I tried to be diapered at work but not at home.  

After a couple of weeks i tried wearing diapers at home. I wore a t shirt and just a diaper. Diapers relaxed me. 

I came to love diapers. I was promoted to a lead position then to a supervisor.  I kept getting ptomoted. Other ladies asked me my secret. Many other ladies folowed by lead and started to wear diapers. I had started a trend.  

I eventually was given an office job. Then i was offered a regonal position. The sky is the limit.

By now i am basically diaper dependent. Am i incontinent?  Probably. I have not tried. I live diapers.  They calm me and provide comfort.  I would not be where i am without them.  

I am a huge fan of enploye male and females wearing diapers. I advise workers to be diapered. 

Many female have folowed in my footsteps.  Many have folowed my example. I am happy, productive abd diapered. 

The end. 

This is a work if fiction. This story is not endorsing the use of diapers at work.