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Good morning Nancy2. It's been the same for me. I remember the first time I leaked urine in the marital bed and my wife insulted me and threatened to potty train me again. I tried every way I could to try and stop this peeing, but hey, it wasn't until weeks after I had more bedwetting that I was subjected to this humiliating discipline. This resulted in a very strict upbringing in which my wife was the first disciplinary authority. After destroying and throwing away all my underwear and that she completely filled my drawers and wardrobe with cloth diapers, diapers disposables and plastic panties and rubber panties of all kinds in addition to diaper covers like babies. I have to say that for all these years wearing plastic BABY panties, has really helped me reduce my shame and anxiety about being seen in diapers. I was humiliated, I was shaking, I dared not say anything, as she dragged me by the hand, leaving my wet pajamas on the floor and made me lie down on a thick cloth diaper, arranged like this on the bed. She hadn't said a word to me, when she started talking to me like a baby, telling me that I was just a big, naughty baby who pees in the bed and even sometimes in her panties, at your age, I burst into tears when she put my plastic panties on me before rolling me onto my stomach to tuck the entire diaper inside the panties. They are hardly noticeable by the rustling of the panties, except the one I have Gerber PEVA and the rubber one, they are noisier than my PAMPERS paper diapers as she calls them, which I have to wear than the weekdays to go to work, because the rest of the time in the house is to make me wear a cloth diapers with plastic panties to punish me, since she knows that I hate them.For this reason, I learned in spite of myself to get used to and love wearing my diapers since,as probably your spouse.

Only in the beginning, when my wife made me wear diapers, she hated the sheets wet with urine and having to rewash the bedding, she would harshly reprimand me every time, a feeling of shame that left me terribly overwhelmed in its moments of testing, therefore, I was also ashamed, especially when my diapers leaked in the bed or on a piece of furniture. I was still entitled to reprimands from him. It was very hard for me psychologically at first. To have a good butt thickness when I walked, I told my wife that my diaper and my panties make noise and my diaper thickness is very visible, people will surely comment on me in a derogatory way. As a result, she assured me that no one would notice them. Unless they come to the house unexpectedly, like the neighbor she saw me several times just in wet diapers, she hastened to tell him that I was due for a diaper change with her sarcastic smile .Because at no time do I have to cover my diaper, just strut around in my diaper with plastic pantie around the house. It still took me a while before I could go out in public in diapers without having the phobia of people staring at my puffy butt from my diaper. Since then, I've worked a lot on myself to come to terms with having to wear diapers 24/24 at my age.🧷

Me too, I'm sitting in my diaper and my night plastic pants very wet this morning. But according to Madame's rules, every morning on weekends, I have to wait for her to get up to check my diapers and change, because I have no right to touch my diaper and my plastic panties. It can take several more hours of having to stay in my wet diaper. Fortunately, my thick cloth night diapers will still be able to absorb another pee or two before leaking.

I just woke up this morning in my cloth diaper with booster and very soaked plastic panties, unfortunately I have a leak in bed, when my wife is going to get up she will surely notice the round pee in the bed, but when that comes in she is still very angry, to punish myself i have to wash all the bedding and put it on the clothesline and wait for it to dry and make the bed again, and all this time i have to stay in my diapers wet from just sitting on a predestined wooden chair, it may take a few hours before she decides to change my diapers and my soaked plastic panties.?

My wife will always make sure that I have my diapers and my plastic panties on at all times and that she will check my diaper regularly every hour to know if my diaper is quite wet and if I am due for a change. because this happens mostly on weekends, since I am only entitled to my cloth diapers only with a plastic pantie, ? because I have the right to my disposable diapers only on weekdays to go to work.?

It's been 10 years since my wife forced me to wear diapers because I wet the bed.Since I lost control of my bladder.I however discovered that I appreciated the stimulation and pleasant sensation produced by my diapers and my plastic panties especially when they are wet.I had started looking online and to learn more about incontinence, I am reading full stories exciting about it. When I discovered this side of me. However, I discovered that I was not the only one their wives who loved to see their husbands in plastic diapers and pants.My wife calls them mostly my rubber diapers. I wear them all the time for over 10 years now with my disposable diaper or my cloth diapers and no one has commented on it.At first, I was very conscious and insecure that I was wearing a diaper, but little by little I realized that no one noticed or cared that I was wearing a diaper.My wife told me to stop worrying, that I did not have a choice to wear a diaper and that she would personally make sure that I had my diaper at all times,and no longer thinking about wearing normal underwear and that in the future you will be strictly with your diapers.In public, I try to be as unobtrusive as possible. When I'm at home, I only have the right to wear my cloth diapers,even though the obvious swelling of my cloth diapers and plastic pants does not bother me anymore.For me, my diapers make life easier, especially since I am incontinent,my wife told me that she would never stop putting on diapers and plastic pants and treat me like her baby, as long as I'm going to piss in bed and it's not for tomorrow...????