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What about, "Does your spouse know about it AND admit knowing about it. In my case, yes, and no. She doesn't admit to knowing about it. Have I confronted her? No, because she would get VERY defensive about her husband wearing diapers. My wife doesn't listen. Even if I tried to explain it to her, like I try to explain other "normal" things to her, she is so busy thinking or denying that she doesn't listen. So she thinks the worst possible scenario and then both believes it in her head by denies it outside her head. There have been plenty of times, like this evening, where I'm wearing a diaper under my lounge pants, the crinkly kind. Sometimes she will ask me why I'm crinkling and I ask her why she thinks I would be crinkling. She doesn't answer. Other times like tonight she doesn't ask, but it definitely is loud enough. Oh, and it is loud enough through my lounge pants that I'm wearing over some of her semi-childish pjs that she wears. She doesn't want to be thought of as a child and she isn't physically attractive to me anymore (sorry, but I'm not into fat women) so I don't want to make her into a child. If she was slender like she used to be, I would seriously consider it because I think it would be lots of fun. I know my wife knows about my diapers. I know that she knows I both wet them and sometimes (like last night in the bathroom by myself) I messed in them and then cleaned myself up most of the way before taking a bath and cleaning myself up the rest of the way). Anyway, I wear cloth diapers basically 24 hours a day except for the off times where I wear diapers with a plastic outer layer.

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On "Why Diapers" "For need" isn't clear enough for me to answer yes. I have an emotional need to wear and use diapers but not a physical one. Why do I have an emotional need? I don't really know.

Then the only way is to use a catheter. If you have no clue what you are doing and aren't very smart about things, then I would not do it to yourself as you might freak out during the install. If you do it to yourself, Google "men catheter insert" and read and reread several medical posts (they will vary on description) and be very careful.

Yes I hide them. Yes I've worn them outside the house No I've never told anyone. I'm a 48 year old white married male. I'm definitely heterosexual diaper lover. I am not a sissy and I don't want my wife to be my mommy. This is a personal thing I do and don't want anyone else involved. I'm pretty much like that in most things in my life. I'm sure my wife knows. I know my wife knows but we never talk about it. She can smell that I messed diapers while she was gone. There is a distinctive odor to messing diapers compared to using the toilet. She complains about the odor and has made quick references to diapers when she feels I'm too far away to hear her for sure. I hate confrontation and she doesn't want to confront me about it either. I tried to hide it as best I can by cleaning myself a couple hours before she gets home from being out with a friend to see a play or National Geographic talk (in person not on TV). I'd like to go but I feel a stronger need to be by myself and put on a wet and mess diapers. Taking off the diapers I double bag them in kitchen trash bags, knot them closed, then take a bath. In the summer I open the bathroom window and use the spray that is supposed to cover up odors but it doesn't. I don't know why it doesn't. Even if I take the garbage bags out to the trash right after my bath it still stinks in the bathroom. It stinks a lot more once I became diabetic. Any suggestions as to what to do to get rid of the smell other than not messing diapers? I honestly don't think I can not do that when given the chance. I've worn them outside the house in my car. I don't flaunt it or try to show it. When I wear them I usually don't even get out of the car. Usually I go to a fast food place drive through to get lunch and go back home with my wet and dirty diaper. I worry about getting a traffic ticket or accident where someone will find out. I'm even more worried that someone will find out and talk to my wife about which will really, really embarrass her. I don't want to hurt her. I've worn diapers in the house around her. I don't know if she knows or not. When I do I try to wear ones that are silent. When I wear ones with plastic I do my best to avoid her in the house and then try to do everything I can not to have them make noise when I do have to be around her. Of course I don't mess them when she is there. I only wet them. Sometimes I wet them while standing there in the family room (we have no kids) behind her where she can't see my face while waiting for something in the microwave to heat up in the nearby kitchen. My diaper fetish is because of my grandmother. I lived with her one summer when I was eleven or twelve. She used to be a nurse and believed that everyone should have a bowel movement every day. Well, even now, I have one only ever few days so she started giving me enemas. Because of this, I had times where suddenly I would have to poop and I would try to get to the bathroom but wouldn't always make it. Grandma went out and bought cloth diapers and rubber pants. She didn't believe in disposable diapers because they were too expensive. She made me wear the diapers day and night after that until a few weeks before I was to go back home. She stopped the enemas a few days before that. During the time she made me wear them I found myself being praised when I didn't wet or mess in them. If I did I got praised for it and a bowl of ice cream. Mostly for the latter. She would have me stay in the dirty diaper until my ice cream was gone then she took me into the bathroom and cleaned me up. She wouldn't let me do it myself. My wife is not like my grandmother. She is a lot more like my mom and dad and where diapers are concerned that isn't a good thing. So my wife will never be a grandmother to me. That's ok though. I just wait and wet and mess when she isn't around and try to get the smell down as much as possible before she gets back.

I'm a married adult white male in my 40s. My wife doesn't want to know about or admit that I like or wear diapers. I'm never publicly any of the below. That doesn't mean I don't wear diapers when I can under my adult clothes. I just don't try to let anyone know. I would like to be a Daddy sometimes but not with my wife as she has gotten fat during our marriage and I'm not attracted to fat women (and not attracted to guys at all). I would like to be an Adult Baby sometimes but not as often as wanting to be a daddy. I am a Diaper Lover. I both wet and mess in them. The latter only when I know my wife will be gone for quite a few hours. And I rarely wear and wet diapers when my wife is around. I have been a pants wetter, mostly before I bought my first package of diapers about six years ago. Wetting and/or messing my underwear or pants takes too much to clean up. I am a panty fetishist. Mainly because I had a very poor self image growing up as a boy and very much wished that I was a girl instead. Feeling the way I do about sex I would be a lesbian if I were a girl.

I'm a straight, 6'2" 150 lb, 48 year old married male. I'm stronger than I look. My family just can't add bulk in our muscles for some reason. I never tried doing the banana thing before this morning. My wife left the house to go work and won't be back until about 6:30 or 7 tonight. As I often do when she leaves and I know she is going to be gone for hours, I put on a two Depends super absorbent diapers. Often times I slit the inner one so my pee soaks into both. Some I just have two on for the bulk. Sometimes I put on up to six at a time. My wife does know about my diapers but she is in denial when it comes to talking about it. Not that I've tried. When she found them in my dresser the first time she screamed at me about everything except for the diapers. Later I went up and found my dresser drawer open and they were in plain sight. I hadn't left it that way. I never do. No we don't have any kids. I guess I've always wanted to be the kid but have never told her about this. Especially not after comments she has made in the past, rude, almost violent comments when seeing something about an adult in diapers that had no choice but to be in them. Anyway, I both wet and mess in my diapers if I think I have time for both. If not, I only wet them. This morning I couldn't wait until she left. I had to poop and did so in the toilet which was disappointing. I love the feel of a wet and dirty diaper. As I thought about that I remembered this poll and other things that I'd read about fake poop. I'd tried a few of them before like chili and cooked macaroni but both were too hard and messy trying to get into my butt. Part of the thrill is trying to wait as long as possible before I wet or mess my diaper and then feeling the loss of control. Just putting chili or cooked macaroni in my diaper just isn't the same. So when I thought about the bananas I wondered how hard it would be to get it up inside my butt. I'd never had more than my or my wife's finger up there before. What I really wanted was my penis up my wife's butt. But she wasn't into that and had made that clear early on when I tried it, WITH plenty of lubrication. I got her to let me put my finger up inside of her. But only after she surprised her by ramming her finger up my butt and asking me how (emphasis) I, liked it. It wasn't the same as thinking about my penis in her tight butt. I went to the store with my two diapers under my loose sweat pants and loose t-shirt and sweat shirt. I bought a few things despite wanting only the bananas. It's stupid feeling embarrassed buying bananas. Only I knew what I wanted them for. I got home, striped naked, got out the lubricant, put it on my thumb and eased it up into my butt to see how big that felt. Putting the banana into my butt was going to hurt. I realized this now but I wanted to poop badly enough to try this. I tried taking the first banana out of the peel, lubricated it, and found that my ass was too tight to get it in. All I was doing was making a mess. I would have to loosen myself up. I bit the bullet and lubricated a banana in the skin. It took me quite a few tries over an hour while trying to relax each time. Why was I still trying to do this? I hurt a LOT. I finally managed it despite the pain. I left it in my butt for as long as I could which was about 30 seconds then pulled it back out and experienced another kind of pain. The pain of having had something in there and now not. I did it again a half dozen more times trying to keep it in longer each time to relax myself and let my a-hole get used to being stretched. I thought I was ready at that point and peeled another banana, all of them somewhat greenish so that they would be firmer and tried it right after having an unpeeled banana in my butt for about a minute. I guess being a little slimmer might have helped as it pretty much, with more lubricant, slid in without too much trouble. I did the same with a second one and felt it trying to come back out. I used the unpeeled banana to push the unpeeled ones up into my butt and make more room for more. I got two more in, for a total of four and wasn't able to used the unpeeled one to pack it up there anymore. My butt was full and I was having muscle spasms as my body tried to have me poop while I tried not to. As quickly as I could I got my diapers pulled back up. None too soon as I couldn't keep it in and pooped the bananas, and some poop, into my diapers. Lowering my diapers I repeated the process until I had, in intervals, all nine of the ten bananas up into my butt then poop them back out into my diaper. At first they were pretty firm in my diaper but my body heat warmed them up and softened them up. I'm now enjoying the feeling of very mushy bananas in my diaper which feels a lot like poop but without the smell that I usually have to try to cover up. This will definitely not be the last time I do the banana thing. I just have to make sure I dispose of all remnants of the bananas including the receipt as my wife knows I don't like eating bananas and never buy them for her. Thanks for asking this in a survey.

I have no memories of wearing diapers or wetting my pants or the bed.