Rainbow Diapers

The room felt unsettling as Scott stood in the corner where Kim had put him. He had no idea what was happening. Moments ago He had just come home from work and didn't get a hi, hello or nothing just a it's about time and then told to immediately go into the room strip his clothes and put his frilly baby clothes  on and wait for in the corner for further instructions to what's next. Scott was scared but also curious because she has taken control of him before and so instead of arguing he figured it was best to just go with it and do as she asked. Once changed, Scott stood there shamefully in just a nappy ,plastic pants and frilly pink sheer nylon baby panties coered in layers of ruffled lace as Kim was finishing up getting prepped. Kim then opened her drawer and presented him with another item, it was a pink nightie,sheer like his knickers but  with white trim and as he stared in shock at it she looked at him and simply said "this is for you. Take it and put it on now and don't question it." Unsure of where this was going and afraid to anger Kim further he obliged. Once dressed he tried to stand patiently but couldn't help but fidget as his hands were clutching the lace hem of the pink nightie the hem  hung around his waist ,she had specifically bought for this evening. He was looking vulnerable and foolish. It was exactly how she wanted him to look for her guest that Scott was not aware was coming yet. "Stop fidgeting," Kim said without looking up from her phone while she sat at her vanity scrolling through her messages. It was like she was passing the time away like she was waiting for something but Scott still wasn't sure of what exactly. He admired her beauty while he stood there. He noticed Her black dress that rode up her thigh as it revealed the edge of a lace garter. She had done her makeup perfectly and painted her lips with a fresh coat of luscious red lipstick even.Her long auburn coloured hair reached almost to her bottom she looked stunning. Scott opened his mouth, then closed it. The newly purchased pacifier she had placed on the dresser stood out like a sore thumb to him, like a silent threat of what would happen next if he didn't obey her demand. Scott then started to move to adjust the thick terry toweling nappy in his plastic pants  and when he did you could hear the thick, crinkling white bulk between his legs which triggered her to finally glance up. "Did I say you could touch yourself?" His hand dropped. "Kim, I don't think" Kim then immediately cut him off as she responded bluntly. "That's the issue, isn't it?" She placed the phone down and turned on the vanity stool, her gaze moving from his face of shame feeling vulnerable and exposed down to the comical pink babydoll nightie  to the obvious bulge of the nappy clearly visbile through his translucent plastic pants and sheer frilled knickers . "You don't think, help around the house, provide, and to top it off, you wear baby girl clothes ." Her lips curled. "What you have between your legs certainly doesn't  meet my sexaul needs I . I suppose that's probably why you enjoy those sissy baby clothes so much its because you secretly know you that you truly belong in them,knowing you are just not man enough for me  especially considering how pathetic your tiny penis is . I'd be willing to bet You probably have dumped more cum in those nappies then you ever have or will in a woman's pussy for gods sake it's pathetic." Scott's face flushed. After twelve years of marriage, he had heard variations of this speech in quieter moments either during arguments about household chores, after another unnecessary purchase, and when she returned home to find him engrossed on his phone or compuer looking at cuckold sissy porn instead of being productive at home on his days off. But tonight was different, her voice carried a different tone. A very strong and stern tone. One that shown him while he may be her husband and she may be committed to be with him because inside she loved him, she was done with the nonsense and was going to do what she wanted to make an extreme point to show that. " Under three inches hard," she stood, staring at him as she proclaimed. "I measured it myself remember  to be excact its two point seven  inches and its so thin I need something different something much more satisfyling than your tiny baby dick . My tampons I used to use gave me better penetration for gods sake." I tried to interject but she immediately shut me down. "Shh," she pressed a finger to his lips. "You don't get to defend yourself. Not tonight. Tonight is about me and my wants and nothing else. Tonight, you're going to be useful for once. You're going to watch, you're going to learn." At that moment The doorbell rang. Scott flinched unaware of any visitors coming. Kim's dark brown eyes lit up like it was Christmas morning and her gift she deeply desired had arrived. "Remember the rules," she said to Scott as she walked out of the bedroom. " I want you to go into the living room and stay in the corner. You absolutely will not speak unless spoken to. Also you keep that little thing in your nappies where it belongs." They had discussed this scenario before in ways on the occasions they had sex ,he had confesed his siss adult cuckold fantasies years ago but Scott never thought Kim was serious before this moment now. Shocked and speechless all Scott could do in the moment was nod in agreement. Scott obediently waited in the corner obediently. He could hear their voices faintly outside followed by her laugh. Then Scott heard a deeper voice responding to his wife, he sounded like he was a clearly confident male that he never met before. While Scott stood there for what felt like ages, he was facing a deep reality inside his mind as he looked around. First he stared at the pacifier on the table, then the baby powder scattered across the room, and finally noticing the diaper bag she'd packed with wipes, creams, and more shameful outfits she purchased including pretty satin short baby dresses in pale pink satin with matching frilly ruffled lace baby girl knickers . Reality had truly struck as he knew at that moment that Kim dressed him in this manner clearly on purpose and every detail was calculated to strip him of any remaining dignity he had so he had no way out of this other than acceptance.his fantasy was just that did he really want his wife to fuck another man while he watched dressed as a baby girl. His penis became hard as he listend to Kim flirt and giggle with this man. The door opens the  and Kim enters first .The first thing Scott had noticed was her hand was resting on the arm of a man he had never seen before. He was tall and muscular with broad shoulders filling out his shirt. Derek's eyes then found Scott in the corner, looking absolutely foolish in a  a very short pretty pink nightie and sissy baby friled knickers with the umistaken thick bulge of a thick nappy and plastic pants. His expression shifted, not shock or pity, but amusement of the situation. "This is Derek," Kim said joyfully. "I found him on that dating app. You know one of the ones designed for people seeking... satisfaction." Derek smirked at Scott. "She told me about you, man. About your situation." He eyes dropped to the pink frilly knickers , the nightgown, and the humiliation etched across Scott's face. "I gotta say, she underestimated it. She really needs me because clearly there isn't a man in this house." "Derek was very understanding about my needs," Kim continued heading towards Scott. "He has a rule, though. He doesn't perform for audiences unless they're... properly positioned." Kim then grab Scott and pulled him over to the chair to properly position him. First she handcuffed his hands behind his back and then Kim proceeded to shove a pacifier into his mouth with a pink satin ribbon she attached to tie it around his head that way he couldn't spit it out or attempt to object anything, not that it would make a difference at This point if he tried. Scott knew he should be resisting, he should put up a fight, do something to stop all this from happening but instead he just stood there frozen in fear and shame and let her do what she intended. Once she was done She then sat Scott into his new position to watch in the chair. Scott watched in shame as Derek unbuttoned his shirt. Derek then sat next to Kim, and she immediately was already reaching for his belt extremely eager to unwrap her gift she had been waiting forever for it seemed like. "Watch closely now because This is what a real man looks like." Kim then begins to unbuckle Derek's belt and unzip his zipper. She then quickly pulls Derek's pants down and at that moment his cock appeared. Clearly Derek was ready for Kim as His cock was thick, long and already half-hard. Kim then wrapped her hand around him, as Scott sat and watched. Now lets measure this mans cock . Kim quickly collected a ruler from a drawer and made sure Scott was fully hard Her eyes fixated on his cock "oh my god no way your are huge thats Eight inches," she said, stroking slowly . Her voice had dropped. "And thick. God, so thick." Derek's hand came up to cup her jaw as he looked into Kim's eyes and asked" You want to taste it?" "Yes." The word came out breathless, eager. Scott was overwhelmed with helplessness as he shuffled in the chair trying to process all this. Kim's mouth was on Derek's cock now, as her lips stretched wide around, and she made a sound that quite frankly Scott had never heard from her because he knew inside he wasn't on Derek's level. She pulled back, removing her mouth from Derek's cock, and finally turned to look at her husband. Her lipstick already smeared. Her short black dress had rode up whislt she was crouched on her knees ,her silky white satin pantied bottom was visible, a dark stain appered at her crotch .He knew his lovely wife was wet with arousal . "You see the difference?" She stroked Derek slowly, "This is what it feels like to want someone. To actually feel something." She leaned forward, running her tongue along his length. "I used to fake it with you, you know. Every single time. Those sounds you thought meant I was enjoying myself? Performance. Because that's what you needed. Even though even when I did it you still couldn't perform good enough. Derek reached for her hair, guiding her back down. She took him deeper as he groaned. "Less than hree inches," Kim repeated when she came up for air, her voice ragged. "I couldn't even feel you inside me. Not once in twelve years." She stood, letting her dress fall to the floor, revealing the white satin and  lace  new bra, panties, garter belt, that he never seen before all chosen for another man's pleasure. "But this?" As she began straddling Derek's hips, reaching between them to position him to enter her pussy. "This I'm going to feel for days." She sank down slowly, placing her hand at her swolen crotch and pulled her panties to the side ,her body opening around him inch by inch, stretching her tight vagina wide and deep  her moan filled the room more sounds that made Scott filled with envy because he never could make her feel as good as Derek was now . Scott could only sit there and watch as Kim was overcome with emotion as her first orgasm rippled through her body. She remained straddled atop Derek ready for more though as she turned and grinned locking her eyes onto the pathetic figure bound to the chair in the corner. Scott's head was hung low, his cheeks were burning a crimson red, yet Kim's eyes narrowed as they swept downward and she noticed distinctly something that confirmed any slight doubts she may have had if this was truly the right thing to be doing to her husband. Despite the endless humiliation, the verbal lashing, and the visual spectacle of his wife being ravaged by another man, the front of his thick, white diaper had actually begun to tent slightly . You could hear the plastic rustle softly as he squirmed, and see the involuntary betrayal of his body exposing his feelings of the situation and it was impossible to hide at this point. Feeling validated for her choices A cruel, amused smile crossed Kim's mouth. "Well, well," she purred. "Look at my little sissy cuckold, getting all excited in his frilly pink ickle baby girl clothes is your tiny bbay dick all hard baby eh ?  over all this." She reached out, pointing a finger at the tiny bulge beneath the frills and  plastic pants. "I Guess this confirms my decisions. I will admit A tiny part of me felt bad but seeing that just means what I'm doing is what's truly best for both of us isn't it?  It only took you sitting in a nappy  Watching a real man fuck your wife to get your little clit hard, didn't it?" Derek chuckled. He hadn't stopped ravishing her insides through  all this and if anything, the sight of her humiliated and defeated husband seemed to make him want to ride Kim more to cement his legacy as a result. "He loves it," Derek grunted. "I mean Look at him. He knows his place is being helpless in a cuck chair watching a real man pleasure his wife." Kim turned her attention back to Scott, with more cruel intentions she knew her husband deserved. If he was going to be aroused by his emasculation, she would use it to fuel her own pleasure and Derek's dominance further. "Since you like watching so much, Scott, I want you to be useful," she commanded. "I want you to beg him. Beg Derek to finish what he started. Beg him to fuck your wife the way you never could and make her scream." Scott shook his head frantically, the pacifier gagging him preventing him from being able to truly make any coherent words, only muffled whimpers were escaping out. "I can't hear you," Kim taunted, riding Derek slowly now for the moment. Derek momentarily slowed his hips as He looked over at Scott and demanded. "You heard the lady, cucky. Beg so I can finish inside her." Scott knew he shouldn't be doing this and how he should hold on to this last shred of dignity. However, he was so shamefully turned on at the same time. The humiliation was a potent drug, mixing with the visual overload of his wife's semi naked body. He then conceded as he nodded his head. He tried to speak but his words were just muffled noises sounding like desperate, pleading grunts begging Derek to please his wife. "Good girl," Kim cooed, her walls clenching around Derek's shaft. "Now, watch closely. Watch how a real cock claims a pussy." Derek pulled Kim over onto her back and placed his long thick oversized penis at her wet entrance .Kim grabbed his slick cock and pushed him into her as she arched her back. Drerek began to move, faster this time, while Scott could just watch as Kim lay under her lover ,Derek's pistoning in and out of her vagina ,her panties were now around her ankles waving at each deep  thrust .The sound of their skin slapping against each other filled the room. "Oh god, yes! Fuck me! Just like that!" she cried out, deliberately performing for her audience of one. She wanted Scott to see every expression of ecstasy on her face, knowing he had never put it there. "He's so deep, baby! He's hitting spots you didn't even know existed!" Derek growled as He jackhammered into her, his large heavy balls slapping her bottom he would then loudly proclaim "Take my dick You're mine tonight." Kim's body tensed. "Yes! I'm yours! Fill me up!" she screamed as With a final roar, Derek exploded, his hot cum pumping deep inside her. Kim screamed and moaned  before collapsig  forward against Derek's chest exhausted from having been ravished in ways she waited for so long for. She began to sob ,tears filled her eyes the years of frustration finally forgotton in that moment .After a few minutes that felt like time stood still to Scott from what he had witnessed, she pushed herself up, letting Derek's softening cock slide out of her. A thick trickle of his seed followed. Kim then slowly stood up and took off her wet panties that lay gathered at her ankle  and started walking towards Scott still sitting in the chair. "Look at the mess he made," she said softly. "This is what a real man leaves behind." Scott stared at the white fluid running down her leg, his own erection trapped painfully inside the diaper. Kim then reached down running her soft white satin panties  to soak up some of their  juices and proceeded to gently rub wet knickers  across Scott's face before placing them over his head ,the damp crotch containg her own juice filling his nostrels before  reaching out and patting the front of his thick padded pink frills of his baby knickers  "This is your life now. I hope you're getting used to these baby girl clothes  because you're going to be wearing them for a long time." She leaned in close, and said" this is your life now....baby , You are my diapered cuckold. You don't get to fuck me nor get to decide when I cum. All you get is to watch, clean my pussy after, and wet your diaper like the helpless little bitch you are." She pulled back, looking him in the eye to ensure he understood her words. "Derek will be coming over regularly to satisfy me. And you? You'll be right here, in your pink frills and nappy , watching the show. Accepting all your good enough is to be a diapered sissy cuckold clean up toy" Derek sat up on the bed, smiled and responded. "Sounds like a good arrangement to me," From that moment forward Scott's fate was sealed. He was nothing more than a humiliated servant in a frilly dress and a wet nappy, destined to watch from the sidelines while she enjoyed the pleasure he could never provide. He moved into the spare room once it was decorated like a baby girls ,pale pink ,a large white cot and soft toys such as teddy bears were amon the parpahanalia  .His hair was was gown longer so Kim  was able to make him more girly ,pig tails tied with soft pink satin ribbons. The old marriage was over; this new, twisted dynamic was the only reality left. If only he had learned to ever please her in the ways she desired he wouldn't have ended up like this, diapered, emasculated and forever her cuckold  

Now, children, if you're gonna piss people off, make sure you hit the beehive with a really big stick to make sure everyone gets stung 😄 I just heard from the Clinical Director of my Local VA CBOC (Community-Based Outpatient Clinic) that they were annoyed that 3 people have asked me what diapers I have tried in the past. When she looks at my message history, they keep asking the same question and not going to the actual work to do the off-formulary request, and she is gonna why I am not getting help with my sleep issues when I have been begging for help for years. At this point, I am not sure if this is the patience Advocate cause the hell or the fact that I messaged Senator Patty Murray's office

I do like the classic Cherry Cola. Vanilla Coke is good too.

I tried lots of these ways to make diapers once my youngest brother was finished with diapers when i was almost 7 years old (I was 4 years older). I was a small kid and could still fit the large size disposables (fanfold Pampers at that time), so I continued to try and get diapers when I could from cousins, friends with younger siblings or my best source, the church nursery. There were also cloth diapers and plastic pants that my mom kept for a few years after my brother no longer needed them. I swiped a couple of the diapers and the largest pair of plastic pants and hid them in my room. I would wear them, then hand wash the diapers and hang them to dry in the back of my closet.  That worked well until I outgrew the diapers at age 10 or so, and that is when I started to improvise and make my own. I tried a number of things. I would line my underwear with one of the cloth diapers or a disposable to get the feeling of wearing a thick diaper. My plastic pants no longer fit, so I tried a number of ways to use plastic bags to fashion a pair - cutting holes for my legs and using tape to try and make them fit like pants. Eventually, I started making my own version of the classic fan fold Pampers. I cut a rectangle out of plastic garbage bag, then layered a hand towel on top of it, just the perfect size for a diaper. I used another towel or one of the cloth baby diapers folded and laid lengthwise on top of the flat towel to form a thicker soaker in the center. Finally, I folded the edges of the flat towel inward to form leg gathers and used a few small safety pins to hold the whole thing together. I would pin it on like a regular diaper, with the plastic cover stretched tight to seal around the legs as best I could. It worked surprisingly well. They were prone to leaks unless you wet very slowly, but the felt like a real diaper and had a nice crinkle if you used the right kind of bag. I tried wearing one to bed, waking in the middle of the night and deciding to wet it. It didn’t seem to leak and I eventually fell back to sleep, but woke up to soaked PJs and a wet bed. I still wet the bed occasionally, so was able to play it off as an accident. I started wearing my makeshift diapers, or just a baby diaper stuffed in my underwear, to bed fairly regularly, and would wet it and have the inevitable leak whenever I thought it had been long enough since the last “accident” to not seem suspicious. Once I was 13 or so, I did all of my own laundry, so I could continue my diaper experiments without the fear of being caught with wet clothes and sheets or having to hide my “diapers” to dry after hand washing. 

I don't drink often, but I enjoy a sip of a good Moonshine or a Screwdriver. My goto any drink is Cherry Cola