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Hey @Serah, I'm really glad to hear that my story has been inspirational to you. It sounds like you're really close to starting this journey, if not ready to go as is! I think that you being a bed wetter will definitely help with your progress. I doubt I will become a bed wetter anytime soon but do believe that it will eventually come with time. Becoming incontinent is a process that needs training. The training process is slow and takes a lot of time and effort.

Check this LINK: https://www.dailydiapers.com/board/index.php?/topic/51445-pubic-hair-removal/

Hair Removal - Hair Reduction - UGH - some methods are easy and painless and others like an exercise in

Well it's been YEARS but I am finally back in adult ab style diapers, YAY! I decided to bite the bullet and order a sample pack of the DC Amor. They arrived on Tuesday and I've got the whole house to myself today, WHAT?!, so I'm all crinkled up. I have to say the feeling of spreading out a full size cute dip is just as thrilling as I remember. I'm so glad I decided to finally get them. They are super cute I love the little kitties on the tape zone. I must admit I am just a bit out of practice in getting myself taped up. The smallest size is medium so they're kinda big on me. No problems there just hafta get the tapes good and snug which I didn't quite do on the first one. Oh well I know now so hopefully the next one will be better. As far as the fit goes, outside of the awkwardness from the one tape I didn't get quite right they are pretty good so far. Anywhoser I'm just totally excited to finally have some cute and proper diapers again. I believe that I'll definitely be trying some samples of other brands I've been eyeing for a while in the weeks to come. To close here's a picture of the end results after wearing all day.

Dry 24/7 is nearly perfect. SDKs are awesome but I'm a dl so an all white one would be awesome. Rearz are the most absorbent thing I've ever worn and are awesome but not practical for every day wear because of cost and chafing when they start swelling. I recently tried northshore in both cloth style and plastic. I'll go as far as saying they are probably the best all around diaper. Very absorbent, fit awesome, and they're cheap. Need to visit bambino again seeing as they're coming out with new stuff like Velcro tabs on plastic backed diapers. So my favorite is the next one that comes out.

I use an epilator. A bit uncomfortable the first few times but not bad once the hair thins out. Which it does. So it's kind of semi permanent. A treatment every 10 days

When I see that you need to be put in diapers you are no longer an adult.

I have 3

I have many pairs of plastic baby panties as I wear the 24/7. I do not think I own a single pair that are not poop stained. Babies plastic baby panties are always stained. I like mine that way! pottypanties

I wonder if there might be a market for poopstain-colored plastic pants. I don't know if any vendor has looked into it, but I do know that Suprima has a brown color available.

I enjoy the stains, shows that I am baby

Here is chapter 9 The pace moves up a gear in this one, I somewhat worry I skipped through a few things too quickly but I am sure if I did then my readers will tell me! As usual like and comment to let me know you guys are enjoying it still, or if you have suggestion for improvement or ideas comment them here and I read them all. Comments are like a drug to writers, every comment is great because it lets us know people are appreciating the work Chapter 9 - Preparations for the Future Nick hung up the phone and threw it to the side where it thankfully landed softly on the sofa rather than roughly on the hard ground next to it. He was seething with anger and embarrassment; at what he had just been forced to do. How dare his wife make him do what he just did, this was tantamount to spousal abuse surely. As he stayed frozen on the floor his mind began to drift as he thought about the ridiculousness of his situation. How on Earth had he got himself into this situation? Nick had gone from a regular guy with a job to unemployed and increasingly finding his grip on the relationship slipping. But a hundred times worse than both those things was the nappies. In just a few days he had gone from not even thinking about nappies to having accidents at night and being increasingly pressured to wear them. Now, here he was, on all fours on the ground with a soaked nappy around his waist. A nappy he was forced to use by his wife who was really pressing this issue. Nick was somewhat suspicious of his wife at this stage. She had never shown an interest in being the dominant partner in the relationship, but since all this nappy business started she had practically taken over. At this point he was happy for the respite with her at works, but he knew that in a week the school year would end and except for occasional Summer classes his wife would be home with him all the time. If just a weekend had lead him to this point, then Nick was seriously concerned what a Summer would bring. Nick shifted his weight backwards and pushed himself back so he was essentially sitting on the backs of his legs. As he shifted his weight he felt the now heavy and drooping nappy shift as well and he gave a small shudder. Slowly, Nick began to stand up again. The pain that had been consuming him when he was desperate to pee had totally evaporated and now he felt just slightly tired from the futile effort to stop himself from going. Panting slightly from the recent effort he raised himself back on to his knees and then using his computer desk to assist him, he pulled himself up off the floor. As soon as he did so he immediately noticed a big change in what he was wearing. The nappy, whose bulk he had grown somewhat used to, had ballooned in size now. He noticed from taking a few steps that his walk had much more of a waddle about it in this state. "So this is why babies walk so strangely..." Nick thought in spite of himself. Nick also noticed how the previously light and fluffy nappy had become much heavier. It used to feel like just an extra fluffy pair of underwear, now it felt like a weight was pulling it down as it sagged quite low. He was quite surprised that despite all the twisting and turning he had done, the flooding he had subjected it to and now the weight that was hanging off his hips that the tapes were still holding as strong as when they had been originally taped on. Tentatively he reached down with his hands, one in front and one in back, reaching inside the waistband of his trousers he reached down to his nappy and started poking and prodding. Despite his emotions being all over the place he was curious of this new sensation. First thing he noticed, and it was almost a surprise to him, was that his nappy hadn't leaked one drop. He had flooded the nappy for quite a while after trying to hold it all in and the way it poured out of him had made him assume that the nappy would struggle to cope at best. But feeling around the outer plastic convinced him that he had underestimated the absorbent underwear and not a drop of liquid had escaped. He admired the craftsmanship if nothing else. Poking the front and back he noticed the nappy didn't just spring back out again now, when poked it kept the indent for a little bit before the weight of the nappy pulled it back to its original shape. The next thing he noticed was how warm the inside of the nappy now was. He had expected his pee to cool relatively quickly but for whatever reason the nappy seemed retain its heat. It wasn't an entirely unpleasant feeling, Nick thought to himself. Nick shook himself mentally at the last thought. What was he thinking! He now wanted nothing more than to get out of the warm and wet confines he felt trapped in. He walked toward the trash can in the corner of the living room, he noticed that he had a noticeable waddle now. He tried to keep his legs together and walk normally but he couldn't help but be forced into a more babyish gait thanks to how much the nappies had puffed out. When he reached the corner he pulled down his trousers and checked out his reflection in the mirror next to the bin. What Nick saw in terms of bulk didn't surprise him, he knew from examining himself that that was the case. What did surprise him though was that the formerly pristine white of the nappy was now a darker gray colour and the two yellow strips that ran from front to back had now gone a greeny-blue colour. The shame of the wet nappy was obvious from sight, sound and feel. There was no hiding this shameful incident from anyone. If anyone was here to witness him in any way they would easily tell that he had wet himself like a little baby. He wanted to get this thing off right away now. Every second he wore it was another second of shame. Nick reached down and pulled the tapes off the front, he reached his hand underneath to stop it dropping as he undid the last of the four tapes. As soon as the last tape came unstuck he felt a sudden weight in his other hand as the nappy came free and dropped into his waiting hand. He was about to throw it away but his curiosity got the better of him and he lifted it in front of him so he could get a better look at the inside. He could smell the smell of urine but when he tentatively touched the inside of the nappy where the swollen padding was, he was surprised to see it felt pretty dry. The absorbent properties of the nappy had done their job much better than he could ever have expected. Nick balled the nappy up and threw it in the trash can. He then stood in a bit of a quandary, on the one hand he had used his nappy like Sarah had asked and on the other hand he was supposed to tell her when he needed a change. Did she expect him to wear another one today? He didn't know, but more importantly he felt little inclination to care. His wife had put him through such an embarrassing experience that there was no way he was going to phone her up to ask what he should do now. Now was the time to show he was a grown adult and that meant he didn't need nor want a nappy. Nick pulled his trousers back up and headed back to his computer. He would do what he always did when he was unsure of things, he would ignore them and get lost in his fantasy Worlds. Meanwhile, on the other side of town Sarah was sitting at her desk with her phone still held to her ear. She was in shock at what she just heard on the phone. Her husband just swore at her and then put the phone down without giving her time to react or anything. What should have been the post-orgasm glow she would be feeling if Nick hadn't sworn at her had evaporated and had become an anger at Nicks defiance. "How dare he swear at me and hang up!" Sarah thought to herself as she felt the anger growing within her. Sarah decided there was only one thing to do about it. She moved her phone back in front of her and looked up Kirstys number. Since they were both teachers their breaks were usually at the same time. Sarah thought for just a second about whether she should do what she was thinking about but very quickly decided that it was what she wanted. She pushed the button on the phone and heard her phone dial her best friends phone number. There were a few moments of silence as she waited for her friend to pick up. "Hey, what's up?" Kirsty said answering the phone. Sarah could hear that Kirsty was eating lunch whilst speaking to her. "Hey, you remember offering me that stuff in your garage yesterday?" Sarah said trying to keep her voice neutral. "Yeah..." Kirsty replied cautiously. "Is there a chance I can pick it up tonight?" Sarah said, she was annoyed enough that she was willing to drive to her friends and not get back home until later in the evening. Sarah was set in her mind after earlier that her husband required to be regressed further so that she could retrain him to what she wanted him to be, what he should be. Sarah had decided that her husband’s bit of defiance earlier would cost him dearly, she was done playing around, now was the time to start looking at taking things further. "Wow, wasn't expecting this call so quickly!" Kirsty said with a little giggle, "What did Nick do to deserve this?" Some of Sarah’s students were starting to trickle back into the room now. Sarah looked at the clock on her desk and saw that lunch was ending soon. "Listen, we can talk later, am I able to come round?" Sarah said anxious to end the conversation before she said something that might alert the kids to what was going on. "Yeah, sure, you can meet George." Kirsty said. "George? You know what don't worry I need to go, see you later, I'll drive straight to yours after work." Sarah hurriedly said. They said goodbyes and Sarah hung up the phone. The next few hours passed without event for both Nick and Sarah. For Nick it was a long while spent in front of the computer playing his games and browsing the internet for funny pictures of cats. Whilst Sarah was kept busy keeping her students in line and making sure there wasn't too much chaos in the class room. This was the final week before the Summer break and so the kids were rowdier than usual as their excitement grew towards being let out of class. Sarah had not had any contact with Nick since he slammed the phone down on her earlier so did not know whether he was still padded or not. She wanted him to be but knew that there was also a very good chance that after the humiliation of earlier he would have taken it off. She wasn't going to call to find out though, Sarah wanted Nick to think about what had happened, she was sure he would be regretting his actions soon. Nick meanwhile was acting just as Sarah predicted, as the hours went by in the afternoon he started to regret what he had said more and more. He reasoned that if all this was happening partly because of his disobedience then what he said earlier was likely to only make things worse. He had hit out like a petulant toddler, by behaving like that, he realised, he was just proving his wife right. He was just proving that she was right to take away his adult responsibilities. At around 4pm Nick couldn't take it anymore and took out his phone to send a text to his wife. He knew his wife’s classes had finished but she would be doing paperwork until 5pm so she would still be at her desk. He thought for a minute about how to word it, he didn't want to be too groveling in his apology but he wanted to make sure his wife forgave him. "Hey honey, sorry about earlier." Nick began, then he hesitated again as he worked out how to continue, "It was bad of me to say what I said, I love you." Nick hit send and hoped that the simple message would be enough for his wife to forgive him. Now it was time to play the waiting game as he waited and hoped for a positive response from his wife. She couldn't be that mad at him could she? He thought to himself, he had lashed out at a situation which he didn't control, to put it bluntly, it wasn't his fault! He was increasingly thinking, or maybe it was hoping, that Sarah would have forgotten the little outburst. If not forgotten, Nick thought, she will at least not care too much about it. Five minutes went by and there was no response. Nick was starting to get worried, usually if he texted her he would get a reply not long afterwards. He contemplated calling her phone but thought she might be in a meeting or something and he didn't want to disturb her. Ten minutes passed. It was now approaching 4:15pm and there was still no word from his wife. He decided that calling her wouldn't be much trouble for her, if she was in a meeting or something then she would have the phone on silent, it would explain the lack of response to the text as well. He dialed the number, the phone rang a couple of times and then went to voicemail. Whilst Nick contemplated what that meant or what his next move might be his phone suddenly vibrated in his hand indicating he had received a text. "Will be home late, make yourself dinner." It was from Sarah, but there was no mention of the text he had sent her, nor any mention of his outburst earlier. It was coldly clinical and that worried Nick a lot more than if she had exploded in rage at him. Even worse was the fact that he now could do nothing but wait until she got home, though when that would be he no longer knew. He wondered where Sarah could be going that meant she would be home late; Nick didn't think Sarah would cheat on him. He had given her plenty of reason to but Sarah didn't tent to go out too much and she had always been the type of person to stick around and fix a problem rather than run away from it. But still the worry persisted in the back of his mind, feeding off of his insecurities. Nick decided against annoying his wife any further with more texts and instead got up to use the bathroom. As he stood in front of the toilet and relieved himself the way any grown man would he laughed in spite of himself at his situation earlier. He was certainly glad that he was able to use the bathroom like an adult now though there was a very small part of him, a part deep in the back of his mind who kind of missed the spreading wetness and warmth when he had wet his nappy earlier. Now that the dust had settled and the emotions from earlier had calmed down, as he stood in front of the toilet, he couldn't help his mind wondering back to the feeling of the warmth earlier. He had expected it to feel disgusting and cold and horrid, but what he got was the opposite, it had been warm and comfortable. Nick shook his head to clear the thoughts. There was no way he was going to allow himself to think of what happened earlier, it was embarrassing and not something he wanted to experience again. He felt worried that any part of him would think that way but he put it down to it just being a new sensation. Once he was done in the bathroom he headed back to the computer and his games. Meanwhile, back at the school, Sarah had collected her things and was heading out to her car. She was anxious to get over to Kirsty’s, she knew Kirsty would make it home before she got there because she lived close to where she worked. For Sarah it would be a longer drive but she felt it would be worth it, even if it consumed most of her evening if she could get a hold of a bunch of stuff to use on her husband. The journey took her about forty-five minutes as she had to traverse quite a bit of traffic on her way to Kirsty’s house in the rush hour. But despite the traffic and the longer journey she arrived in good spirits with a mixture of excitement and anxiety about what this visit with Kirsty was going to entail. Sarah still wasn't used to talking about this more personal and kinky side of herself. She hadn't even known she had it until a few days ago, now things seemed to be growing out of hand. She parked on the pavement next to Kirsty’s driveway, walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. Kirsty lived in a nice, quiet suburban neighbourhood, Sarah thought it wasn't as nice as where she and Nick lived thanks to the difference in their salaries but Kirsty was still doing very well for herself. Sarah didn't have to wait long for Kirsty to come to the door. When Kirsty opened the door and greeted her friend she was still in her clothes from work and although she had got home before Sarah arrived she clearly had not been home for very long. "Hi Sarah." Kirsty said with a warm smile and a hug. "Hi Kirsty." Sarah returned the greeting and stepped inside. She was quite excited at what could be coming, she didn't visit Kirsty often, it was usually Kirsty visiting Sarah, and Sarah was excited to see what Kirsty had in store for her in the garage. Knowing Kirsty, Sarah thought to herself, there was going to be some very interesting items in there. "Do you want to go straight through to the garage to see what I have?" Kirsty said seemingly reading Sarah’s mind. "Sure, I have to admit my curiosity is killing me!" Sarah said with a nervous laugh. The two of them walked back outside, Kirsty opened the garage door and once they were both inside, she closed it behind them, clearly she didn't want the neighbours seeing what she had in there. Kirsty flicked on the light switch and illuminated the rather large garage being used as storage space. Sarah felt a gasp escape her mouth. She had expected some kinky items in here, what she didn't expect was that everything in here seemed to be some kind of sex toy or something else used in one type of fetish play or another. Everything from small blindfolds to huge crosses with straps littered the whole room. Sarah stared open mouthed at it all, she hadn't expected this. Kirsty looked at Sarah and laughed at her expression. "See why I want to get rid of some of this stuff?" Kirsty said surveying all the items in front of her and stepping deeper into the room kicking an errant ball gag that had rolled into the centre of the floor back to the side next to a pile of boxes that Sarah assumed contained other and similar items. Sarah just absent mindedly nodded with her mouth still open. "So... You want to see the stuff I think would be good for little Nicky?" Kirsty asked as she started walking toward the back of the room. "Sure..." Sarah answered following her friend and careful not to knock anything over. The room wasn't a mess but there was a lot of things in the room and Sarah did not want to inconvenience her friend who was offering to give her a whole bunch of free stuff. "Where did you get all this?" Sarah asked incredulously as they made their way to the back of the room. "Here and there..." Kirsty answered vaguely, "Once you get in the scene you constantly see things you want and find new places to buy stuff, usually online. You will have to watch out you don't get caught in the same web or you will have a house as cluttered as mine! Here we go..." Sarah pushed aside a large board with straps and revealed a treasure trove of equipment that all looked like it was made for a baby but scaled up to adult sizes. "Listen, you have a look around, I need to go check on George, I will be right back, OK?" Kirsty said as she headed out the garage door quickly. It took a second for Sarah to realise her friend had mentioned this mysterious George again. "Uh huh... Wait check on George? What do you me-" Sarah was cut off by the garage door closing again and being left alone in the garage with all this equipment. She didn't know where to start. There were boxes full of smaller items. She saw some gags, pacifiers, bottles, plastic pants with locks and a plethora of other toys and equipment. Then next to these were bigger items which just blew her mind to think that these things even existed. There was a large wide high chair with rods and straps in such a way that there was no way the person in the chair would be able to undo them. There was a large rocking horse and next to that a changing table, it was fully kitted out with shelves and storage units below the table part to store supplies, supplies that were in a box on top of the table with things like powder, nappy rash cream and even some odd nappies that Sarah had never seen before. These nappies had prints all over them and although they looked a lot like baby nappies they were clearly meant for adults. But the item that drew her attention the most, mostly due to size, was the large crib in the corner of the room. It was the size of a single bed and the bars went high enough that she was certain even an adult, such as Nick, would never be able to climb out of it unassisted. Sarah examined the locking system and found the bars were dropped when stepping on the release pedal on the floor outside the crib. This meant that it wouldn't be possible for the person inside it to drop the side. It was perfectly built to stop anyone being able to get out of it, just like a baby’s crib would do the same. Everything here was expertly made but there was so much that Sarah found her attention drawn a thousand different ways and couldn't take in the exquisite detailing on most of the objects. "Like what you see?" Kirsty asked a minute or so later. Somehow, even with the relatively noisy opening and closing of the garage door, Kirsty had come back in without Sarah noticing. Sarah put it down to the fact that she had been so absorbed with everything she was seeing; all her senses were overwhelmed. "This stuff is amazing!" Sarah said still in shock at all this stuff in front of her. "I mean if I could I would take it all this stuff would all be perfect for Nick." "Then why don't you take it all? I've seen your house; you can easily fit it all in." Kirsty said. "I had fun with the ABDL stuff but I'm more into the BDSM side. Quite frankly, I could use the room that this stuff is taking up." "Well, I have no way to move something as big as this crib." Sarah said with a disappointed tone. A lot of the stuff in this garage had taken her eye and she genuinely wanted to take it all but didn't see a way of transporting it. "Sarah... Did you not see the van in the driveway? George can drive it over." Kirsty said to her friend who had somehow failed to notice or register the large white van outside the house. It was easily big enough to cram all this stuff into. "But how would I get it all in the house without Nick noticing? He won't be happy if I suddenly show up with all this stuff." Sarah said. "You have some annual leave left right? Take tomorrow off, find a way to get Nick out of the house for a few hours, we will drop off everything off and leave. Nick can't disagree with things if they happen before he is aware of them." Kirsty said. She was trying to make it sound like she didn't plan all this out beforehand. "I don't know... It's a big step, I can't even get Nick to stay in his nappies at the moment let alone introducing all of this. Even getting him out of the house for a few hours will be a struggle." Sarah said, she wasn't sure if she could make this work. "Nick is totally dependent on you Sarah. You just tell him this is how it is and he will have no choice to accept it if the alternative is to throw him out." Kirsty reasoned. Sarah hesitated. It would be a huge step, but at the same time, she had got Nick to wet himself earlier just by telling him to do it. Maybe she should introduce some new and more babyish items. She wouldn't have to use them all straight away she reasoned. The crib and the changing table would be unavoidable but the baby clothes and other paraphernalia could be hidden until needed. "Listen before you make up your mind, why don't you come meet George? I think he could help you make your decision." Kirsty said taking Sarah’s hand and pulling her out of the garage and into the main house. "Why would meeting George help? Who even is George?" Sarah said, rather exasperated that she was being pulled back into the house. Kirsty didn't say anything but pulled Sarah up the stairs and to a closed door. "George, mummy has someone for you to meet." Kirsty called through the door. "Mummy?" Thought Sarah, but Kirsty doesn't have any kids. Kirsty opened the door and for the second time in the last half an hour Sarah’s mouth dropped open. Sarah stepped into the room and was greeted by a tall man in his mid-thirties sitting on the floor in a pink frilly dress and thick nappies. He had a pacifier between his lips and was staring at Kirsty and Sarah with wide, shocked eyes. Sarah just stared back open mouthed. "Sarah this is Baby George; George this is Mummy's friend Sarah." Kirsty introduced the two like this was the most normal thing in the World. Sarah and George stared at each other in silence. After a few seconds Kirsty broke the silence "Where are your manners baby?" Kirsty asked sternly. George suddenly jumped to his feet and then, grabbing the hem of his dress he bent his knees and performed a rather sloppy looking curtsey. "Sorry Mummy, hello Miss. Sarah." George said in a scared rather high pitched voice. Sarah walked forward into the room and circled around the slightly trembling figure in front of her. When she was behind the George she stepped up to him and felt his nappy and could instantly tell it was both very thick and very wet. "George is a rather long term friend and client of mine." Kirsty said as Sarah continued to examine the sissy in front of her. Sarah was amazed at the sight. She had seen pictures online and even imagined Nick in similar circumstances but this was the first time she had seen anyone like this in the flesh. "He visits every couple of weeks or so to be shown that he really should be just a baby girl, isn't that right George?" Kirsty said. "Ye-yes Mummy." George said, he was too scared to move and very aware that he was being scrutinised by this new person who was witnessing him at his most vulnerable. "He hangs around the house and does my chores whilst I am at work and then in the evenings when I return he is free to do as he pleases. He stays a few days and then leaves, been doing it for a couple of years now. Is he wet?" Kirsty asked Sarah as she stepped away from the oversized toddler and back to beside Kirsty. "I-I think so." Sarah said still shocked at what she was seeing. But now Sarah’s mind was racing. She was imagining Nick like this, maybe not with the dress but just reduced to this level of helplessness and subservience. The thought of it was getting her excited again. The shock was turning to arousal. "Can't say I'm surprised, and with those laxatives I put in his bottle it will probably be worse soon, though you will most likely be gone when those take effect." Kirsty said. At the mention of the laxatives George gave a fearful look and then looked at the ground. Kirsty laughed and Sarah couldn't help but giggle at Georges reaction. Sarah continued to look in amazement at what was in front of her. She found the sight of this man looked like he should be older than her being humiliated and degraded in such a way an incredible turn on. Now that the shock was wearing off it was being replaced with a desire to make this happen to Nick. "I know you have been unsure about everything." Kirsty said quietly to Sarah as George sat back down and resumed the colouring he had been doing before the two women interrupted. "But I wanted to show you George, he is the person I know most into ABDL. Believe it or not but this middle aged man in front of you used to be a petty criminal and a lay about, he was going nowhere. Now he has a steady job, and is contributing to society. He has been reformed by occasional treatment like this." Kirsty continued. Sarah looked at the man with medium length brown hair. He was a little bit chubby and had tattoos on his arm. Sarah didn't doubt what Kirsty said and inside her mind the cogs were turning. "So... What do you think? Shall we make a date tomorrow to move the stuff over? I know George will do it for his Mummy." Kirsty said with a grin. "In this state, George would do ANYTHING for mummy." Kirsty finished with the emphasis clearly implying a lot. Sarah didn't need to use a lot of imagination to think of what she meant. Sarah pondered the thought for a few seconds. It was do or die time. "Ok, I'll get him out of the house tomorrow... let's do it..." Sarah said with a little smirk that Kirsty returned.

It most certainly hasn't died! Sorry for the delay, I had this chapter all wrote out and then decided I wanted to rewrite the whole thing, then I went to visit my parents and was away from it all day yesterday. So I just finished proof reading the first part and now here it is Comments are very welcome! Chapter 7 - Sunday Lunch Sarah walking towards the front door was nearly bowled over as Nick ran past. She was rather bewildered by it but decided to let him hide upstairs for a little bit since it would give her and Kirsty a bit of time to talk. Sarah opened the front door, and there stood Kirsty. At slightly over six feet tall she rather towered over her more petit friend. Kirsty was rather busty, a trait she shared with Sarah but unlike Sarah, Kirsty was a brunette rather than a blonde. "Kirsty! Good to see you." Sarah said warmly, stepping aside and allowing her friend to come into her home. "You too Sarah!" Kirsty said as she stepped into the house and kissed Sarah on both cheeks. Kirsty followed Sarah through to the kitchen where the Sunday Roast was well underway and Sarah poured herself and Kirsty a couple of glasses of wine. Kirsty opened the back door that lead from the kitchen to the back garden to let some of the heat in the kitchen escape and make it a more bearable temperature. Kirsty had visited Sarah’s home many times before and sometimes Kirsty even stayed over in the spare bedroom if the two friends had something to do early the next day. "So..." Kirsty said looking from the garden to her friend smirking slightly. "You want to tell me more about what has been going on?" Kirsty was very curious and cut straight to the chase. She had been thinking about what Sarah had told her on the phone since the previous day when Sarah had opened up about it. Kirsty had an inherently kinky mind and when someone tells her something like the things Sarah told her the previous day, she instantly becomes very curious. Sarah regaled her friend with the story of the last few days. She told Kirsty of Nick losing his job, wetting the bed and not telling her, the shopping trip, the wet bed this morning and the reason it was wet. Kirsty, for her part, listened well and laughed, sighed and agreed with Sarah at the right spots. "So he promised to wear last night and then didn't and you woke up in a wet bed again?" Kirsty said incredulously. "Yep, I was so mad... Until I turned it to my advantage." Sarah responded with a wry grin. "Your advantage?" Kirsty asked suspiciously, "What are you up to?" Sarah decided to come clean with how she was feeling, she knew her friend had a lot of kinkier experience and that she could be trusted with Sarah’s secrets. "Kirsty, do you know what "ABDL" is? I saw some pictures last night and they were all tagged with "ABDL"" Sarah said quickly and she went and checked the oven after saying this, she was too nervous to stand still and too embarrassed to face her friend. Kirsty looked a little shocked but in her mind the pieces were starting to come together a little bit. "ABDL? I have heard of it... Had a guy I saw on and off a while ago into it. Know a few friends who are into it." Kirsty said rather casually. Sarah rarely opened up about these things and Kirsty wanted to make the conversation as easy as possible, she was afraid that Sarah might withdraw into her shell again and Kirsty definitely didn't want that, she had long thought her friend should open up about her sex life a bit more. Sarah remained silent so Kirsty continued. "It stands for Adult Baby Diaper Lover, it’s an American term. Basically means a person who likes to wear nappies or act like a baby... Can be pretty cute." Kirsty went on watching her friends back as she prepared food. "Why do you ask?" Kirsty eventually said when Sarah still didn't say anything. Sarah stood up and slowly turned toward her friend and told her about how the pictures she saw last night made her fee. How she was so excited that she had to excuse herself for some alone time and how she had got so excited by it again this morning when she saw Nicks big padded rear for the first time. "That's so cool!" Kirsty said practically bouncing with delight, "So how did Nick react when you told him you liked seeing the nappies?" Kirsty followed up. "Well... I haven't told him. There is a power I have over him right now, it's like the stars aligned and it isn't just a sexual thing. I suddenly feel like I have control over Nick, over the relationship, over everything!" Sarah said with a bit of a laugh, "So I haven't told him, and I don't want him to know, I want to take it slow and see what happens" "OK, your secret is safe with me." Kirsty said, "But wait... You said you got excited this morning when you saw him in a nappy, but you told me he didn't wear last night. You don't mean..." Kirsty’s eyes lit up. "He is wearing today, as a punishment for not wearing last night." Sarah said, "But you can't let him know that you know. Like I said, I'm taking it slow, he is allowed to use the toilet and... Just don't bring it up please!" Sarah continued. "OK, OK... I'm just happy my little Sarah is finding a kinkier side." Kirsty said with a laugh making Sarah turn red. "Just help me set the table." Sarah said with a small laugh herself. Meanwhile, oblivious to the fact that his secret was out, Nick was sitting on the bed. He was trying to steel his nerves to come back downstairs. He didn't like Kirsty, and Kirsty didn't like him. He knew if Kirsty found out she would be relentless with the teasing. Nick heard footsteps approaching the foot of the stairs and took a deep breath. He almost felt, or maybe just wished, that if he stopped breathing or moving he could cease to exist until Kirsty left. "Nick, lunch is ready!" Sarah called up the stairs. Nick didn't move. Maybe if he just didn't respond Sarah would assume he was asleep or something and would leave him alone until Kirsty left. "Nick, Lunch is ready!" Sarah shouted again, this time with a little less patience. Again, Nick didn't move. He wasn't sure if he was making the best choice to just ignore his wife but he wasn't sure he had a choice now that his fear had taken hold and his legs weren't responding when he told them to move. Nick heard some footsteps on the stairs as Sarah came up to find her husband. Sarah came in the door and looked at Nick just sitting on the edge of the bed nearest the door. Sarah noticed that he seemed very nervous. "Didn't you hear me? Lunch is ready, come on." Sarah held open the bedroom door and motioned for Nick to follow her downstairs. "Sarah... I can't, I don't want to, this is stupid... I don't need this nappy and I'm frightened Kirsty is going to find out... I won't do it." Nick said, he was very defiant with the last sentence. Sarah stepped over to Nick and sat next to him on the edge of the bed. "How about we make a deal." Sarah decided to offer a compromise. She reasoned that conceding small points to gain larger points seemed a good idea. "Why don't you come down for lunch." Sarah said, "and when we are finished you can go out to the pub for the afternoon. Does that sound fair?" Nick thought about it for a moment, maybe the thing he needed most after all this stress was a few drinks with friends and any reason to get out of the house for the afternoon so he didn't have to be in the room with Kirsty and all that gossiping. "Will I need to wear this?" Nick pointed at his crotch "That is non-negotiable babe, don't forget why you are wearing that in the first place." Sarah said with a little authority in her voice. "Fine, it seems fair." Nick said sighing, he was hoping he could ditch the nappy to go out... "Wait a minute..." Nick thought to himself. "I can do just that!" Nick suddenly thought of a plan. He would leave the house walk to the end of the street, duck down an alley, rip the nappy off and just go commando. When he got home he could sneak upstairs, put a new one on and Sarah would never know. He wouldn't need to worry about being found out by his friends or wearing in public and what Sarah didn't know couldn't hurt her. Nick marveled at his only intelligence, it was surely a fool proof plan. Nick stood up, he ignored the crinkling that accompanied the standing, was it getting quieter or was he just getting used to the noise already and so wasn't hearing it? He hoped it was the former as he and his wife headed downstairs and into the dining room to the table where Kirsty was already sat. "Hi Nicky." Kirsty said with a big smile, she knew he hated being called Nicky, he always complained it was demeaning, made him sound like a kid. So Kirsty thought it was extra apt to use it today. "Hi." Nick grumbled back and he started eating, he wanted to get the meal over with so he could head out and get out of this nappy and see his friends. Sarah and Kirsty engaged in a bunch of small talk whilst Nick started hurriedly eating. "Nick." He heard Sarah say, and looked up mid chew. "Slow down, it isn't a race, and you are getting your lunch all over you." Sarah admonished her husband. Nick looked down and saw he had, in fact, spilled some of the roast lunch down his shirt, and he blushed a little when he saw that Kirsty was smirking at him. "You should get him a bib if he wants to eat like a baby." Kirsty said to Sarah sarcastically and with a hint of malice. Nick looked down at his plate and blushed deeply feeling the heat of embarrassment in his face. Sarah shot Kirsty a look of warning and Kirsty carried on eating as if nothing had happened, smiling mischievously to himself. "Coming in this house and making these little off hand comments at me, who do you think you are?" Nick said slowly looking up from his plate to Kirsty, the redness in his face was quickly coming from anger rather than embarrassment now. "Come on, it was a joke... Why get so upset? You have something to hide Nicky?" Kirsty replied slyly. Nicks temper which at times could be quick to rise was now threatening to boil over. Nick stood up, pushing the chair back and angrily pointed at Kirsty, he wasn't sure what he wanted to say, but his frustrations had reached new heights. Before he could form words, Sarah also stood up. "NICK!" Sarah shouted, "could you come out here with me for a second?" She followed up instantly as if nothing was wrong at the table. Sarah didn't wait for a response, she grabbed his hand intending to pull Nick through the living room and out to the bottom of the stairs near the front door. As Sarah was dragging him out Nick turned back toward Kirsty who was now chuckling. "It's Nick!" Nick semi-shouted, before feeling another tug on his hand turning him around again as his wife continued dragging him to the foot of the stairs. Neither of them noticed that Nicks shirt had ridden up a bit after as Sarah pulled him out and showed the waistband of his disposable underwear to Kirsty, who had remained sitting at the table and was now having a fit of silent giggles as Nick was dragged out of the room unknowingly showing his shameful secret. Sarah dragged Nick to the bottom of the stairs by the front door and turned to face him. "Why are you causing problems with my friends? I know you don't like her but can't you try to just be civil during lunch?" Said Sarah with an exasperated voice. "Me? It's her causing problems? Making comments about bibs and babies and stuff?" Nick said with a whine. "Look... You basically finished lunch, just get your stuff and go off to the pub. OK?" Sarah replied waving aside Nicks complaints. Nick stomped upstairs not saying anything. How could Sarah blame him for the problems, it was Kirsty who started it! Nick changed his shirt quickly and came back down again and started putting his coat on. "Hold on..." Sarah walked back to the foot of the stairs from the living room where she had been standing whilst waiting for Nick to come back down. Sarah walked right up to Nick and with one hand patted his crotch and with her other hand patted his rear. "Hey! What are you doing?" Nick said pushing her hands away. "Just checking you weren't trying to pull a fast one on me and head out without your padding." Sarah said, "With all the lying recently I wanted to check." Nick rolled his eyes but in his head he didn't blame her, especially with his plan to ditch the nappy anyway. He understood the check but why couldn't Sarah keep her voice down when talking about this stuff, Nick thought to himself. "OK, well you seem all set and still dry. Be home by 9pm OK? We need to continue your early night times to see if it helps and I have work tomorrow and I want you home before I head to bed." Sarah turned to head back to the dining room where Kirsty was sitting waiting for her return. Nick scowled at Sarah for setting him a bedtime and especially commenting that he was still dry. Of course he was dry, he may have a night time problem, but that was as far as it went.

So here is the second half of chapter four. In it we see poor Nick getting a taste of what is to come! The next chapter is yet to be written although I seem to be a fast writer (it helps when you have so much free time!) so it may be a couple of days but I doubt it will take long to appear here So enjoy, and as usual, like the post or make a comment to let me know you are still enjoying it Suggestions, ideas, criticisms, all manner of comment is expected! About 15 minutes later Sarah was standing by the front door car keys in hand and impatiently waiting for her husband. "Come on Nick!" She called up the stairs. She hadn't seen Nick since she left the room and she was getting impatient waiting for him to get ready. She knew he would be reluctant to go, he was reluctant to do regular shopping yet alone shopping for something like this. But Sarah felt it was important that he come along with her for this. "Do I have to come?" Nick said in a whiny voice, "Shopping is your thing, and I don't wanna go out." Nick slowly walked down the stairs saying this and having a noticeable pout on his face. "Well, since you are unemployed now and since we are shopping for your nappies, you need to come with me to pick which ones you want." Sarah said, raising her voice to mute the protests Nick tried to raise over the use of the "nappy" word. With that Sarah opened the front door and headed to the car, unlocked it and then turned around to look back at Nick who was still standing in the doorway looking out toward the car nervously. Sarah rolled her eyes, strode back up to Nick, grabbed his hand and started dragging him to the car. Once they were both in the car, Sarah started the engine and left the driveway on the way to the local shopping centre. "You need to stop acting like such a baby." Sarah said to break the silence in the car, "you have a little problem and we are going to fix it." Nick just sat there in silence. He didn't know how his wife could be so cheerful about all this. He was going to have to wear nappies to bed... No matter how much she said it wasn't a big deal, it most assuredly was a big deal. He felt like being told he had to wear padding to bed was showing that he couldn't control one of the most basic adult functions. Worse than that, nappies seemed like an admission that not only was he having a small problem with bed wetting, but that it wasn't going to go away. It felt like accepting nappies meant an acceptance that his night time wetting was no longer in his control. Normally, Nick was fine with giving up control of parts of his life to his wife, especially if it meant less work for him. But this was something very different, this was him giving up control of one thing he wanted control over. Of course, this wasn't something Nick had control of, it's not like if he had said no to nappies that he would stop wetting the bed. Nick knew this deep down of course, but admitting that he needed help to control one of the few things in his life that he wanted control of, was like giving up a part of what made him an adult. Sarah, meanwhile, was loving it. "Perhaps", she thought "this will spur Nick on to get some control back in his life". But increasingly there was a new thought taking precedence in her mind. Maybe it was time to take all control from him... He had spent a majority of his adult life trying to give up as much control of his life and responsibility to other people as he could. Now Sarah was thinking maybe it was time to take everything from him, maybe it would spur him on to fight to take everything back. Maybe it would teach him of his need for responsibility. Sarah made a mental note to check to see if her theory made sense to Jack when she went back to work, his degree in behavioral psychology may offer some insight into the situation. Yet another part of Sarah was starting to think she would like to take all responsibility from Nick and not give it back at all. He had spent so long putting so much of a burden on her, she was feeling inclined to take everything. She wasn't even feeling that angry at him anymore, but the feelings of dominance and power she was getting from just this morning were giving her a lot of reason to think that a dramatic power shift in their relationship would be good for both of them. It was with all this on Sarahs mind that they eventually reached and pulled into the car park for the shopping centre. Sarah quickly grabbed her things out of the back seat and stepped out the car. Nick reluctantly followed, he was already looking around nervously as if anyone might know what he was there for. Nick hadn't felt this uncomfortable for a long time, he didn't like heading out to the shops in the first place, but to be there for the reason he was there today made him so much more uncomfortable. "OK Nick, first we need to get some food shopping and then we can look into getting the nappies from the pharmacy a little down the hall." Sarah said matter-of-factly whilst checking a list she made and headed toward the escalator that took them up from the car park into the shopping centre. "Does she have to be so loud." Nick said under his breath and hurried up to be alongside his wife again. The pair headed through the shopping centre to the large supermarket for the weekly stock up on food. The shopping centre was pretty busy at the moment, it was getting towards midday on a Saturday so it was about as full as it was going to get. Sarah walked slightly ahead of Nick as they made their way through the crowds of shoppers to the supermarket. For the most part their time buying food was uneventful, Nick was entirely preoccupied by the reason he was there so found himself being lead around the shop agreeing to what his wife was saying without really even listening. It was a surprise to him then, when he realised his wife was putting a package of baby wipes in the shopping cart. "What are those for?" Nick said quietly and blushing slightly, "aren't those for babies?" "Nonsense, these are for people who wear padding and need to make sure they are thoroughly clean after changing." Sarah said, as she moved on towards the checkouts. "Sarah has really been thinking about this..." Nick thought to himself, "She seems very prepared." Sarah was secretly thrilled at the way her husband was acting, he seemed so submissive compared to normal, and Sarah was finding that increasingly taking control of everything to do with Nick and their relationship made her feel really good. "I could get used to this", she thought! After going through the checkout, the part of the trip Nick feared most was looming right before him. Nick slowly shuffled after his wife towards the pharmacy. He couldn't believe this was happening, could he turn around and run away now? Not likely, his wife had the car keys and he didn't fancy the long walk back home. Could he just refuse to go in the pharmacy? Perhaps, but would that really help matters? He was getting nappies whether he was with his wife when she bought them or not. In the end, Nick remembered the promise that he could come back into their bedroom if he did this and sucked up all the courage he could and headed through the doorway with Sarah into the pharmacy. The pharmacy was a fairly large one and was certainly busy today, there were a few members of staff looking to assist the people who were in the store and a lot of customers, many of them elderly milling around the shop at a slow pace. It was a much more sedate atmosphere than just outside, in the main shopping centre which was full of kids and loud music. It was actually quite soothing, Nick thought. Sarah steered Nick straight to a large aisle that was covered from floor to just above head height in various types of nappies and incontinence equipment. There was no one else in this aisle right now, a fact that made Nick eternally grateful! He had mentally prepared himself for a bunch of people watching as he picked out his nappies. What Nick had not prepared himself for however, was the sheer amount of options on the shelf. Sarah looked at the products and then turned to her husband and was amused to see his mouth hanging open at everything on display. She had to admit she didn't expect all this choice either, but Nicks reaction couldn't help but cause her to giggle. "So... Where do we start?" Sarah asked Nick. "I... I... I don't know" Nick replied looking at all the different products. He could barely believe his eyes, as he scanned the shelves from top to bottom. There were all kinds of products here and Nick was trying to visually distinguish between them. Some seemed to have tapes, whilst others were the pull up style you would use on potty training kids. Some appeared to have a shiny plastic backing whilst others seemed to have a more cloth like backing. There were nappies that weren't disposable and there were several brands of each type. Nick struggled to take it all in, he was starting to feel overwhelmed by everything. "You don't know?" Sarah said looking back to the shelf, "truth be told, neither do I!" She continued with a short laugh. "Sarah, I-" Nick was having second thoughts about agreeing to all this, his feelings of being overwhelmed were building, and they were building quickly. But just as he was about to voice his concern Sarah started walking off down the aisle. "I'll be right back" Sarah said with a grin that her husband couldn't see. Nick stood frozen to the spot. He felt like a deer trapped in the headlights, his mind was telling him to do all sorts of things from follow his wife to just run out the store, but instead he didn't move. Time seemed to stand still for Nick and it felt like hours before his wife returned, though it was probably only seconds, but when Nick looked over to his wife he wished he had just run away. Sarah smiled, pointed to her husband and started talking to the employee she was now bringing over. Nick couldn't hear what they were saying because they were too far away but he saw both of them smile and then head over to Nick. "So, your wife tells me you need help with some bedtime accidents?" Said the shop assistant with a smile. Nick looked form his wife to the assistant and back again, he was rooted to the spot and now his mouth seemed unable to move. After a few moments of silence where Nick was trying to get his mouth to work again, his wife stepped in. "You will have to forgive my husband, he is very shy and embarrassed about this situation. Yes, he has been having some trouble keeping the bed dry and we were looking for some protection to help him." Sarah took control of the situation again, "Do you have any suggestions?" Nick was starting to feel smaller and smaller, on top of all this embarrassment that he was having to endure, now his wife and a shopkeeper were picking out nappies for him as if he were incapable of even having a say on the matter. He wondered if he would feel better if he had more control over things right now. Would picking out his own nappies to wear really make him feel any better? He suspected not, but it may have been more discreet. "Certainly." The assistant said looking at the shelf. "If your husband is a light wetter, or if it is just a precaution I would suggest these." He stepped forward and pointed at a package of pull ups. Nick actually thought they didn't look too bad, almost like regular underwear even. "If your husband is a heavier wetter and more security is needed I would suggest these." The shop assistant moved his hand up a couple of shelves and rested on what looked to Nick to be a packet of very thick, taped on nappies. There was no disguising these as regular underwear, these looked like something an overgrown baby would wear. Nick was horrified at the thought of wearing these, there would be no pretending they were just a different type of underwear, there would be no disguising what he was wearing with these on. These thicker nappies were not appealing to Nick in any way. Sarah took one packet of each of the recommended nappies and started studying the packaging. "Well I will leave you both to it, once you make your choice the cash registers are at the back of the store and if you need any more help just come and find me." The assistant said looking at Sarah and then quickly glancing at Nick as if he were a non-entity in the decision and giving him a patronising little smile. Nick was starting to think that with his lack of input in this decision and the reason they were there in the first place that the assistant assumed Nick was handicapped. "Thank you ever so much." Said Sarah warmly and with a smile. The assistant walked off to help an elderly man in the next aisle over who was looking at some other medical equipment. Nick saw a chance to gain some control of things. If he could avoid the thick more baby like nappies he would see this as a win for him. How odd that would have sounded to him 48 hours ago, he thought. "I think the pull-" Nick began, he was planning on saying that the pull ups would work fine after finally remembering how to operate his mouth. "I think we will go with the thicker nappies." Sarah said without looking up from the packages. "Please... Call them "absorbent underwear"..." Nick said blushing trying to retain some dignity in the situation, "why do I need the thicker ones? These pull ups look fine." He was unable to keep the hint of whining out of his voice. "Because, babe, you have large accidents. You soaked the sheets and I don't want to get you something that will just leak." Sarah explained in a tone that suggested she were talking to a small child who was struggling with potty training. Sarah put the pull ups back on the shelf and started heading to the checkout area. Nick put his hand up as if to make another point and argue for the pull ups but Sarah had already walked off. It seemed she didn't care for his input now. Nick looked around nervously and then followed, he felt like everyone in the shop was watching him as he carried this packet of medium sized nappies to the cashier at the back of the store. He wasn't sure if people were looking at him more because of the nappies or not. He noted that if he was attracting extra attention, that his wife seemed oblivious of that fact. They reached the line for the cashier and joined the queue. The line was moving at an incredibly slow speed and Nick was acutely uncomfortable as he stood there with the nappies at his side. Joining the queue behind him was a woman with a young son, the little boy must have only been 5 or 6 years old. Nick didn't pay them any more attention than anyone else in the store until he heard a little voice behind him. "Mummy, why does that man have nappies? They are too big for babies!" The kid asked loudly. Nick immediately felt himself go an even deeper shade of red and could feel his heart pumping harder than he thought was possible. He heard a weird cough next to him and he turned to Sarah who was coughing in a weird way and turning away from him. He was sure he heard a hint of a laugh in that cough. "Well, Timmy sometimes even adults need a little help with going to the potty" The mother responded calmly. "Well, I don't need them, I use the potty like a big boy!" The little kid said happily. "That's right Timmy, you are a good boy, but it is rude to talk about people like that OK? Now why don't you tell me about that film you want to see at the cinema later" The mother responded diverting her kid’s attention expertly. Just as the kid started to babble on about a new film with dinosaurs in it Sarah got Nicks attention. "Ooh, I need to use the bathroom." Sarah suddenly turned to say, Sarah’s face was red just like Nicks, but for a different reason. Rather than embarrassment Sarah had been trying to hold in laughing at the situation. "But we are next in line, can't it wait?" Nick asked nervously, aware that he was next in line and that without Sarah there it would be he who had to buy the nappies rather than his wife who Nick thought was going to handle the transaction. "No Nick." Sarah leaned in to whisper, "If I stay I might need to borrow some of your new underwear." She whispered giggling as she left the line for the bathroom. Nick was now standing there alone in the queue with the nappies and never had he felt so much like the centre of attention as he did now. His face was burning red from all the attention he believed he was getting, whether he was actually getting the attention or not didn't matter because Nick was sure he was. His knees felt weak and his senses felt like they were on hyper alert and he was acutely aware of everything around him. Meanwhile, Sarah had exited the store, but rather than heading for the bathroom just across the concourse, she stood in a spot that let her watch the unfolding events from afar without Nick knowing she was watching. In amongst the busy crowd of shoppers she was confident Nick wouldn't be able to spot her. Sarah was feeling an unusual sensation at all the embarrassment her husband had endured today. As well as the expected feelings of power and dominance that she tasted the previous night and this morning and loved, she was also feeling a little turned on by it all. It was confusing to her to think like that since she was usually very vanilla when it came to things in the bedroom but for some reason all this dominance she was showing and all this embarrassment her husband was feeling were combining to make her feel unexpectedly excited. Back in the store, Nick was anything but excited, he was desperately fighting the instinct to just drop the package and run away, he was a nervous wreck and felt like there was a battle within him. Just as he was losing that battle the line moved again and now he was faced with the cashier. "Good morning sir." Said the young female checkout assistant in a bored manner. Nick didn't say anything and put the package of nappies on the counter and hoped this would be as quick and painless as possible. "Did you find everything you wanted?" Asked the girl as she scanned the bar code. "Y-yes." Said Nick with a nervous stutter. "Are you sure these are the right size for you, sir? We don't offer refunds for this product, we have a room where you can try one on to check for fit if-" The girl started, reciting the lines she had recited so many times before. "NO!" Nick almost shouted causing the unintended effect that anyone in close proximity stopped what they were doing to look at Nick. He didn't mean to raise his voice but when the girl suggested trying one on it caused his panic to get the better of him for a second. "S-sorry... I just... These are f-fine..." Nick stuttered feeling sweat on his forehead. He was sure he had never been this embarrassed in his life. "OK, sir, no need to raise your voice." The girl said with a scowl as she put the nappies in a bag and handed them to Nick. Nick paid the girl and started hurrying out of the shop, he could not wait to get home after this ordeal. "Good luck with the nappies!" The girl called out after Nick making him wince, he looked back and saw her sitting there with a glare. Nick assumed it was because he shouted at her involuntarily just now. He would have considered complaining to the manager but considering everything that had happened, he was just desperate to get home. Sarah saw him leaving the store so made her way back to the store herself. "Got everything?" Sarah asked, she already knew the answer, having witnessed the whole scene in the store but she didn't want Nick to know that, she found she was having way more fun with this than she expected. "Yes." He responded tersely and started walking quickly in the direction of the car. Sarah followed, noting that the thin plastic bag the pharmacy used didn't do a great job of hiding what was in the bag when it was stretched tight over the items within. Nick was unaware of the fact, but anyone who cared to look would see the bag he was carrying contained nappies. Nick was too busy going as fast as he could out of the store to notice whether or not people were looking at him. He was so paranoid by this point that he assumed everyone knew what he was there for now any way. Sarah noticed, that a number of people were noticing and reacting by whispering to friends or laughing or something similar but Nick was striding through the crowd so fast he was most likely unaware. Sarah was having to work hard to even keep up with Nick at this point. Nick was practically jogging through the store and into the car park. Sarah noted that this was probably the most voluntary exercise Nick had got in a long time. After just a few minutes they were back at the car. Nick collapsed into the passenger seat and threw the package on the back seat whilst Sarah placed the food shopping carefully in the boot. Sarah slid into the driving seat and the couple headed for home. Nick hoped Sarah didn't notice but after all the tension and worrying and now suddenly being released from it had made Nick start tearing up. He wiped his nose and his eyes were watering but he avoided saying or doing anything to attract his wife’s attention. This trip had just been too much for him. Sarah did notice that Nick was upset, but felt that after everything he had just gone through it would be better for her to just let him think she hadn't noticed. So she sat in silence and processed her own emotions from the momentous trip. There were conflicting emotions in the car, in the quiet journey back to the house. Nick was mortified, he had never felt so embarrassed or humiliated as he had that day. The change, he noted, between a couple of days ago and now felt huge. The reason it felt huge, was because it was huge. Nick had gone from being someone who passed the buck and just coasted along with others doing the work for him, a person who rarely if ever left his comfort zone to a person who had been continually forced out of it. He felt like a wreck. Sarah would agree that the changes in the last day or so were huge. She had gone very quickly from having to put up with Nick making her do all the chores and never pulling his weight in the relationship to feeling totally in control of the relationship. The difference a day made, she thought, was pretty incredible. One thing was for sure. Sarah knew that she had Nick in the palm of her hand. It was now up to her whether she took complete control of the relationship for good or teach Nick some responsibility and make this a growing process for him. She hadn't yet made her mind up what to do, all she knew was she was enjoying the journey so far.

Quinn nods her head at both questions. "She doesn't have a good relationship with them, they don't take care of her."

Make them poop in their diaper and sit in it for 5-10 minutes.