Sissycanada

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Very much so for me. It tied in nicely with our FLR and led to cuckolding. The mental aspects of being infantalized are quite intense. I feel they added a whole new level for me .

I am only 5'4 and most toddler beds are for 5'5 5'6...or i am 162 cm and my bed is 166 cm

Please be kind it is my first attempt at something like this. Was asked recently how the diapers started in our relationship. Her was my answer. Started with me pushing the envelope and snowballed to where I am now. Married 6 years and this is my 3rd marriage. It was weird from the get go. She asked me out first. And she proposed to me. I could not accept it without telling her about my past and ome of the more kinky stuff I have done. She was raised catholic and very vanilla when it came to these things. I knew I would eventually fall back into old habits and it would end in disaster. So, Sometimes I act before thinking. The wedding day was one of them. I was the one filled out the wedding license. I took her last name. What I did not think of was that, well. She was still using her married name. I now had the same last name as her ex husband. The marriage had an undertone of being female led more and more. She knew I dressed and kind of encouraged it. Giving stuff she no longer wore and so on. A few years ago, just before covid, I realized she treated me much like a child. Telling me what I could and could not do. Reprimands and so on. The thought was turning me on and I started noticing it more and more. I found stories about cuckolding and diapers and age play. Turned me on like nothing before. One morning I thought. What if I wet the bed? That did not go over well. She was angry. No empathy. Mad and annoyed. Had me clean it up while she showered and got ready for work. That whole day she was cranky. Had me cleaning and doing chores and so on. Annoyed. Then I thought I would try wetting my pants at home and see what would happen. Well she needed something at walmart. I could not get in there quick enough and damned if the main washrooms in the front were not being washed. So I walked fast to the back. But did not make it. I was spurting and as soon as I entered the bathroom I lost control. One man and one teen saw me and the wet spot had to be noticeable…the young one said something about being too late…and laughed. I gathered my courage and made a beeline for the doors and went to wait for my wife by the car. Texted her what happened. She was laughing on her way to the car. She had me sit in the back of the suv….did not say a word the whole way home . Now i canno explain th rush I felt, the adrenaline, my head felt stuffy. I felt infantile sitting in the back, pants soaked. After the walmart incident she stopped asking me to lick her. Outside the bedroom she seemed more parental towards me. At least in my mind it seemed that way. One day I argued that a part she order was wrong and it would not fit. She called her dad who said it was the right part. I got mad saying I wasnt an idiot and you know having a fit. Her dad shows up and I sulk in the house and dont go greet them. Works out the part was the right one. My wife then came in and scolded me and marched me outside to apologize to her mom and dad. Jump 4 or months of some routine things and life just being. I decided again I would wet the bed again….THAT WAS THE DAY IT STARTED. She order herself a new mattress. Had her dad come over and assemble a bed in the empty room across the hall from her. The delivery guys arrived and one mattress went to her room and the toddler sized, plastic covered one went to my new room. Her dad jad assembled my wife's daughter's old toddler bed.