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Looking for someone to play the wife role who would punish me with diapers, regression, and Sissification. Heres a few scenarios I think would work. -Gets caught cheating -Find out about my secretes I been keeping to my self -Got fired from a job and is to lazy to get another one. Does nothing in the house. -Out of no where, starts having accidents during the day and night.

Chapter 1: It was a game they played often. Katie convinced Mark she was a big girl and ready for pull-ups. At 33 she was not wrong about being a big girl. She thought the patterns on the 6T-7T big girl disposable underwear were the cutest and they reminded her of the baby diapers should could squeeze into in her early 20s when Mark introduced her to this world she immediately loved. She sat on the floor next to the couch as Mark watched his football team struggle to get it across the goal line. They had always come so close to winning but always fell short of their goal. Katie too struggled with this theme. Her potty chart had two sad faces stickers on it from earlier in the day. She blamed the breakfast accident on Mark for not getting her out of her high chair on time. It was a fair excuse though an impossible feat given she gave Mark a 10 second warning. Of course the pull-up leaked but Mark knew the game and what he is in for. An after breakfast bath and fresh pull-up led to second accident. He was not surprised even as Katie promised him she would not let it happen again. Her promises were hard to take seriously and this one in particular was delivered with a Santa Claus beard made from bath bubbles. He couldn’t help but laugh. It was cute seeing her claim she was a big girl as she lisped her potty training goal behind her pink pacifier . He had told her big girls do not use pacifiers but she insisted some do. He disagreed but was happy she wasn’t planning on losing the pacifier today. The pacifier helped with her random and never ending questions. Mark enjoyed her rambunctious demeanor but having a bit of quiet time was appreciated, especially during the football game that would be on later in the day. Katie shivered as Mark lifted her out of the bathtub and covered in her unicorn hooded towel. Her lips quivered as she gently sucked her pacifier as he carried her through the air conditioned house and up to her changing table. Katie thought he was going to diaper her as he laid her down on her back on the comfy pink polka dotted changing pad. Truth be told he wanted to put her back into diapers but he liked this game too. He gently tried her off and applied baby lotion to her skin, a ritual that followed each bath. Happy with the lotion coverage he sealed it in was a light cover of baby oil keeping her skin soft and smooth. Katie was surprise when he lifted her down to the floor and smiled when she saw him sprinkle an ample about of baby powder into her pull-up. She used his head to balance as she lifted her first leg and then second leg into the pull-up he stretched open for her. Once both legs were in he asked her if she could pull it up. She tried but it was hard to get it over her thighs on her own so he finished the job for her. Katie insisted in wearing her pink sundress which Mark was hesitant about because it covered her pull up removing his ability to keep a close eye on it but he ultimately gave her the ok. She smiled as he lifted the dress above her head and helped guide her arms through the top. Katie knew Mark’s ok was her ok. Nothing Mark had Katie do was not part of her plan though Katie often felt the consequences of her choices and wasn’t always a fan of them. Her 8 o’clock bedtime was always too early. The G rates television shows were cute but she missed the new movies and shows her friends watched. Wearing those bulky diapers on hot summer days led to chaffing and rashes. Baby bottles and finger food led to cravings of the culinary wonders Mark ate while she sat bibbed next to him in her high chair. Despite all of this it was worth it for Katie to feel so loved and cared for and she loved that Mark felt like he was in charge when really it was the other way around. That same permission Katie gave Mark allowed him to take any steps he felt fit for her or her actions. Katie’s second accident came during a game of backyard hide and seek. She enjoyed playing the game even though she knew Mark knew all her hiding places. Her go to was under the picnic table. Mark humored her by looking everywhere except under the table. He was a bad actor but Katie always giggled as she came crawling out from under the table, this time with an obviously thicker pull-up than what she entered with. Katie had been in diapers for so long that laughing and giggling would often cause her to have an accident. While she was aware of what happened she couldn’t stop it. A quick back patio pull up change followed by a picnic lunch and nap led up to her third accident. Normally Katie snuggled with Mark during football games. She’d often be dressed in one of his jerseys with her brown hair in two straight pigtails. She’d doze in and out of sleep laying on his chest while taking breaks playing with her color and shape sorter toy in her playpen. Katie was not allowed on the couch with her pull up as they had a high tendency to leak and Mark did not want another couch cleaning ordeal so she sat next to him coloring with her crayons and interrupting him often to show her progress. She was getting better at staying in the lines which was challenging with her non dominant hand and the big thick crayons. Mark encouraged her to keep coloring and feel in spots she missed kissing her on the forehead each time. As the game drew to end, Katie, had another accident and started crying right before the final play of the game. Comforting Katie and worried about another leak like earlier in the day Mark missed the end of the game as he carried Katie back up to her nursery to put her back into diapers. Potty training would have to wait.

I always wet as soon as I put my night time Betterdry on, I lie down and let it flow to the back, the sap shapes to fit better and doesn't leave gaps to leak, then I point up for the rest of the night. Once the front is wet too, the sap there expands and there's much less chance of a leak there either.

She is a bit 'sassy' and still a bit sophisticated at times. But even so, she also wants a mommy.

After a 12 hour day it's never fit for overnight! I might wear the overnight one till late morning though if I'm not going out and it still has spare capacity.