Diapers4Me

Chapter 4 Bzzzzzzzzz....the front door of the apartment building unlocks and Mitch pulls it open. He's starting to get a little nervous about what to do tonight, stay awake, come up with an excuse to have to go home, risk sleeping here, or sneaking on a diaper. The more he thinks about it, the more nervous he gets. After getting in the elevator and riding up to her 10th floor apartment, he knocks on her front door. Sarah answers the door and gives Mitch a big hug and a big kiss. "I missed you!" she says, "dinner is on the stove, and I have a nice cold Amstel waiting for you on the coffee table". "Excellent" he says, thinking to himself, 'beer, that is what I need to not wet the bed!'. "Do you need any help with dinner?" "Nope, you sit tight and watch some TV or surf the web on my laptop if you'd like".

Once back upstairs, he wonders what Denise thinks of his bedwetter pants, and what she might say to anyone. Hopefully she'll be discreet and keep this information private. Walking with the laundry into the bedroom, he feels the need to pee, and floods his diaper while dropping the laundry basket onto the bed. Pulling the sheets out, he quickly folds them and the underpad, and grabs the bedwetter pants to put them and notices they still feel a little damp. So he takes them into the bathroom and goes to hang them on the shower head and finds the plastic pants still hanging there (and they are also still wet). So he hangs the bedwetter pants from the bathtub faucet knob, and returns to the bedroom. He puts the laundry basket back into the closet, and arranges the clothes to cover his cabinet up. Back in the bedroom, he pulls off the sweats and rubs the warm wet front of his diaper while looking at himself in the mirror. Rubbing himself a few more times, he feels his cock begin to stir and realizes he doesn't have time to play with himself....but none the less, rubs himself a few more times and feels his erection getting harder. Laying down on the bed, he untapes the diaper, uses the dry parts of it to dry himself off, and rolls over to his nightstand opens the bottom drawer and pulls back some papers to reveal a box of wipes. Pulling out a couple, he wipes himself clean, slips the diaper out from under himself, rolls it up and tapes it closed. He gets re-dressed, wraps the diaper in two plastic grocery bags and throws it in the kitchen trash, covering it up with some other trash to be sure no one would see it. Grabbing his duffle bag, he heads heads out the door to Sarah's apartment.

Chapter 3 When Mitch gets home, he strips the bed down to the vinyl matress cover, pulls the wet pull up out of the closet and takes it all downstairs to the laundry room and stuffs it in a washer. When he gets upstairs, he grabs the plastic pants and rinses them out and hangs them on the shower head to dry off. Returning to his bedroom, he pulls out a spare matress pad and sheets and remakes the bed. Then pulls out a duffle bag from his closet and puts it on the bed. What to pack? He goes to his walk in closet and on the left side there is a large cabinet partially hidden behind some hanging clothes. Sliding the clothes aside he opens the cabinet to reveal a large selection of disposable adult diapers. There are Attends with Waistband, Abena X-Plus, Bambino Biancos, Moliform Super pads, Attends boost pads, older plastic backed Attends 10 with no waistband, and a limited number of really special vintage Attends, Attends Special Care and Tena Maxi (amoung others). Normally he wears an Attends Waistband with a Moliform Super pad inside it, with an Attends boost pad laid across the top in front to prevent tummy leaks. This combination never leaks, but the Attends are very crinkly, so he figures this isn't something he'd be able to sneak on without Sarah hearing. The Abena's aren't too crinkly he thinks to himself....that might be option 1 - so he grabs one, and an Attends boost and sets it aside. The Tena Maxis are also pretty quiet, so he grabs one as option 2. Then he comes across his last cloth covered Attends Extended Wear - this will be perfect he thinks, and pulls out a Moliform pad and grabs the pile of diapers and carries them to his bed. Grabbing a small swiss army knife off the night stand, he opens the folding scissors and uses the points on the ends of them to poke a series of holes in the backing of the Moliform Super pad. This he places inside the Attends Extended Wear, and then puts an Attends boost pad across the Moliform pad in the front of the brief. He folds up the combined diaper and puts it in the bottom of his duffle bag. He then repeats the process with the Abena X-Plus and the Tena Maxi and puts them in the duffle to (under the Attends combination.) Then he grabs an assortment of clothes, including pajamas, sweat pants, underwear, t-shirt, and his bathroom stuff and puts all of this on top of the diapers. Then he pulls out another Abena X-Plus and Moliform pad and sets it up on the bed, drops his pants, lays down on it and pulls it up between his legs. After taping it on, he runs his hands up between his legs and revels at the feeling of having a thick diaper between his legs, thinking to himself 'Man, as if bedwetting isn't enough, liking to wear diapers on top of it is freaking nuts, but man I love this feeling!' Standing up, he waddles over to the full lenght mirror and looks at himself in his diaper and shirt. Rubbing the front of his diaper again, he slowly spins around to admire his diapered visage....if only all women thought this looked as hot as I think it does! Ducking into the closet again, he grabs some sweats and pulls them on over his diaper and heads for the kitchen. Once in the kitchen, he fixes himself some lunch, eats it and heads for his desk to check email, Facebook and his favorite site, Dailydiapers. Then all of a sudden, he remembers that he never got his laundry out of the washer and put it into the dryer. He NEVER forgot to do this as there were only 2 dryers downstairs, and if you left your stuff in the washer, someone usually pulled it out to put theirs in. Sprinting downstairs, he opens the laundry room door to find the woman from one floor up loading her clothes into the washer his clothes had been in. "Oh Hi Mitch!" she says, "Sorry, but I waited as long as I could for you to come down before I took your stuff out. It is all on top of the dryer there" "Thanks Denise, I got sidetracked upstairs" he says and walks over to the dryer. Sitting on the dryer are his sheets, underpad and right on top, his thick cloth bedwetter pants. He feels his face turning red, grabs the pile, and stuffs them all quickly into the dryer. "Gotta run" he stammers and bolts from the laundry room. "See ya around" says Denise, smiling broadly at him. Back in the stairwell, climbing back up to his floor, Mitch hears the crinkling of his diaper from under his sweats, and wonders if Denise heard it too. 'Man, I'm such an idiot....I guess Sarah really has my head all spun around...I've never forgotten a load of laundry like that before!' Upon returning to his apartment, he sets an alarm, and makes darn sure he is downstair before the dryer shuts off! When he re-enters the laundry room, Denise is there again, waiting for the dryer to shut off. "Hi again" Denise says. "Hi Denise, whatcha been up to lately" says Mitch. "Not much, playing a little tennis, working too much. You?" "Working too much as well" he replies, watching the minute display on the dryer tick down to 2 minutes. He's known Denise ever since he moved in 4 years earlier, and they've always sort of flirted with one another, but never took it any further. On top of this, Denise knows Sarah, but only "socially" through a mutual friend called Don. Thank God Denise has little to no reason to see Sarah any time soon! "I ran into Don at the super market yesterday, he mentioned you were getting pretty serious with Sarah - that is awesome!" says Denise. "Yeah......it is! How's Don doing, I haven't talked to him in ages". "He's doing great. He has a new job at Allstate and is loving it" says Denise. Allstate! NO WAY, that is where Sarah works! That explains why he knows what is going on. "Cool" says Mitch, and then the dryer buzzes and saves him. He springs into action and pulls all the bedding out of the dryer into his hamper, being careful to make sure his bedwetter pants are covered. "Would you like a hand folding those sheets?" Denise asks helpfully. "Uh....thanks, but I have to run, Sarah is expecting me to pick her up in 30 minutes, so I'll fold them later. Thanks though." "Ok, say hi to Sarah for me will you, I haven't seen her in ages, we should all get together sometime" "Yeah, we should" says Mitch, thinking to himself....'no way in hell...not after you folded my bedwetter pants for me', "Well, gotta run again, take care." "You too! I'll give you a call next week to see if we can set up dinner sometime" "Ok, see ya later" says Mitch, bolting from the laundry room and heading upstairs.

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Chapter 2 Mitch awakes to the sound of the shower coming on in the bathroom, and once he realizes who is in there and what happened last night, he reaches his hand down his pajamas to check to see if he's wet. Sure enough, as always, he is soaked. The warm wet feeling of the soaked betwetter pants, and the smooth feel of the plastic pants instantly arouses him, but he realizes he needs to act fast if he's to clean things up before she finishes in the shower. For all he knows, she's finishing up in there! He springs out of bed, and whips his pajamas off, then pulls down the plastic pants and bedwetter pants all together, and stuffs them into a plastic bag he keeps a stock of in his closet just for this purpose (although normally he's stuffing a soaked disposable diaper into the bag rather than a cloth bedwetter pant). Looking back at the bed, he realizes that the pants have leaked a little, and he reaches down to the pajamas on the floor and now that he's awake a little, realizes they are wet too. "Crap" he says to himself outloud. He quickly stuffs the wet pajamas into the hamper, feels the edge of his t-shirt and it happy to discover that it is dry. One small stroke of luck! But now what? He can't very well just stand there in a t-shirt with no pajamas on, and he doesn't have any matching pajamas and has no idea if Sarah saw him in them anyway. He pulls he sheet on his side over the wet spot on the bed, which isn't very noticeable since he has light sheets on the bed. Skrew it! He pulls off his t-shirt, dries his slighly damp crotch off, and tosses it in the hamper and heads for bathroom. Fortunately, the shower is still running and upon opening the door, he says "mind if I join you?" "Sure" says Sarah, "but no hanky panky as you promised you'd get me to my Dad's early this morning. He pulls back the curtain to the shower and steps in with her. Her hair is covered in shampoo, and the bubbles have run down over her shoulders and are slowly running across her nipples. He feels that twitch again in his groin, but this time his manhood is more than up for the task, and he begins to get hard. Sarah turns around to rinse her hair, and he steps up behind her and hugs her, running his hands up from her tummy to cup both breasts. At the same time, his hardening cock presses up between her legs. "I thought you agreed to no hanky panky?" says Sarah a tad annoyed. "I did! But that doesn't mean that I have full control over how THAT reacts to seeing your gorgeous figure!" Sarah turns around and hugs Mitch back and grabs his ass, pulling him into her and also under the water. He's glad he's now under the water in case he smells like pee, and he spins with her in the shower so that he is fully under the water and heavily rinsed off. He closes his eyes and sticks his head under the water, and feels her move away from him. He figures the water is probably spraying off him and that is why she's moved away a little, then feels a hand on his cock! He groans with pleasure, and opens his eyes just in time to see Sarah squat down in front of him and take his now rock hard cock into her mouth. He's never had a blow job before in his life, and isn't quite sure what to do! Speechless, he stands there as Sarah sucks him deeper and deeper into her mouth. The warm wet feeling is driving him insane, and when she cups his balls and takes him even deeper, he can stand it no longer, and cums inside her. His legs are shaking, and Sarah stands up in front of him and rinses her mouth out with shower water and gives him a long and loving kiss and hug. "You didn't last nearly as long as you did last night" she says playfully. "Well, I've never had that pleasure before, and ummm, that was amazing to say the least!" "Now we can get to showering, without getting poked all the time!" she laughs and finishing quickly washing off. He washes quickly too, as he doesn't want to leave her in his room too long alone to poke around. As they both dry off, they chat about what they have to do today, and they agree to having dinner tonight at her place. "Should I bring clothes with me for a sleep over?" he asks naughtily. "Absolutely! I have no plans for tomorrow, and we can sleep in and have breakfast too!" 'This is going to be complicated' thinks Mitch, 'god dammit I wish I didn't wet the fucking bed'. But he's tried all sorts of ways to stop, including alarms and drugs, but nothing has worked. Both his prior girlfriends found out about his bedwetting, and although neither said they broke up with him because of it, he secretly thinks it played a big factor in why they did. He never told either of them that he normally wore diapers to bed, and he suspects they were both grossed out by waking up with him in a wet bed, and quickly brought the relationship to an end after a few wet nights. 'Perhaps I need to take a different approach this time' he thinks to himself....but wouldn't dating a guy who wears diapers to bed be worse than dating a bedwetter? 'Man this SUCKS' "You got pensive all of a sudden. Whatcha thinking about?" says Sarah. "Nothing, errrr.....just imagining breakfast with you" he stammers. "Well, lets get going, the sooner I get done with my Dad, the sooner we can be together again!" she says, walking into the bedroom, and pulling on her clothes from the day before. "I'll need you to run me home so I can change and get my car. What would you like for dinner?" "I eat pretty much anything, so surprise me" he says. Sarah thinks to herself...'I'll make him pork chops as I know he loves them, and I'll have to stop at the store and pick up some fresh veggies and some Amstel Light as that is his favorite beer, and he didn't get to drink at all last night' Mitch drives her home, and quickly returns back to his place to think through what he'll do tonight.....

I realized pretty early on that bedwetting and wearing diapers was something I was never going to want to give up.

I hope you enjoy this story. It is a very sexual one that is probably more interesting to the guys vs. the gals, but who knows....please post what you like and don't like about it. You can't hurt my feelings, and feedback is encouraged. Chapter 1 Mitch and Sarah began dating after they were introduced to each other at Hightops on the Northside of Chicago. On their 5 th date, they went out to dinner, and then onto a local bar for a night cap. Mitch was driving, so he didn't drink at all, while Sarah, who was still a little shy, had a four glasses of wine (way more than she normally would). "Perhaps it is time we call it a night" says Sarah, slurring the word 'perhaps' a little. "OK" says Mitch, "I'll drive you home". Once in the car, Mitch says "You know, you could come back to my place if you like?", his heart beating fast as he's nervous and excited all at once. "Are you trying to take advantage of me?" Sarah replies, but with a big smile on her face. "Ummmm....who me....never....." he responds a little red faced. "OK, but you'll have to drive me back to my place pretty early tomorrow as I have to go help my Dad with some work tomorrow morning." "No problem" Mitch says, his heart now really racing. Mitch hasn't had many girlfriends, and none as good looking as Sarah, so he's really excited about the possibility of having sex with her. But at the same time, he's also really worried about how he'll handle the usual problem - his bedwetting. He has been very careful not to drink anything since dinner (his usual approach if he thinks there might be a chance someone might stay the night). He can't count the number of nights he's offered to be the designated driver, and arrived home dying of thirst and alone. Tonight it might actually pay off for once! When they get to his apartment, he unlocks the front door, Sarah walks in and he follows her closing the door. Once inside, Sarah turns around and wraps her arms around him, giving him a big hug and a kiss - which he returns. Then her hands slide down his back and she grabs his butt. "I love your butt" Sarah says. Mitch reaches down and grabs her butt, "I love yours more!" They quickly undress each other down to their underwear, and Mitch leads her into the bedroom. He's really glad he took the disposable underpad out from under the sheets before he left today! The vinyl cover on the matress is really quiet and is covered with a thick matress pad, so he's not worried about that. He's also got a story to cover that in the event it gets uncovered--'I'm allergic to dust mites' he'll say. Once on the bed, they make wild frantic love in that energetic youthful way, trying all sorts of positions and having a fantastic and orgasmicly wonderful time. They end up with Sarah on top riding his cock and grinding her pelvis into his in a nice slow rhythmic motion, until Mitch can hold it no longer, and begins to thrust faster and faster from below until they both climax together in a flurry of thrusts. Sarah lays her sweaty breasts down upon Mitch's chest and sighs - delighted and satified. "Wow" she says. "Yeah, wow" says Mitch. Sarah rolls off him, and off the bed, heading for the bathroom. She closes the door, and Mitch springs into action, leaping from the bed, he opens his closet and pulls out a thick pair of cloth bedwetter pants and a pair of plastic pants to cover the bedwetter pants. He also grabs a pair of pajamas, wraps the pajamas around both pairs of pants and tucks them down between the nightstand and bed on his side of the bed. When Sarah returns, he then goes to the bathroom and relieves himself, but resists having a drink of water from the sink, despite being parched. Returning to the bedroom, he flops down on the bed. "Can I get a glass of water" says Sarah "Sure" says Mitch, springing from the bed and heading to the kitchen. He grabs a glass, put some ice in it, and fills it with water and returns to the bedroom. He hands the water to Sarah, and can't help but notice her nipples through the sheet, and the amazing line of her hips and her pubic mound. This triggers a little twitch in his groin, despite the fact that there is no way he could get it up again so soon. 'Man I'm a lucky guy' he thinks to himself....'she's HOT' "Mitch, its late, and I really do need to get some sleep" "Yeah, me too" he says, as he walks around to his side of the bed, pulls on a t-shirt and underwear and climbs into bed. Sarah slides over to him and rests his hand on his chest and hooks her leg over his. They cuddle for a while, and Mitch realizes that Sarah has drifted off to sleep, with her leg still hooked over his. He lays there for a good half hour until Sarah eventually rolls over and frees his leg. He waits another half an hour to be sure she is totally asleep, and he very carefully slips his underwear off, extracts the thick bedwetting pullup, plastic pants and pajamas from their hiding place, and carefully and quietly pulls them on. He tucks the underwear into the same spot the pants and pajamas were hidden, and drifts off to sleep.

I look forward to more!

I'm happy my wife doesn't care when I wear my diapers. It would be a serious problem if my wife wanted to limit when I could wear them. She sometimes asks me not to wear them on special occasions, and I am happy to oblige, but this is rare. (just giving my perspective....may not be the same as your situation). If he's clothed and wearing diapers under the clothes....do you care?

If he is anything like me, he is dying for your acceptance and validation, so being forced to never wear around you would likley be a serious bummer. I would talk to him about this, and set up a serious compromise...only wear around you on even days, or days with single digits? Ask the same question of yourself...you say you have your own sexual kink....would you be ok if he said he only wanted you to do it on your own? I think you've handled this amazingly well. He is a lucky guy! But if you really want to keep him happy, I suggest the following: 1) Find out what his favorite diaper is, and buy him some as a surprise gift once in a while 2) Surprise him once a year by wearing one for him 3) Surprise him once in a while by diapering him I wish my wife would do one of the above....I'm resigned to it never happening.

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Great story, thanks for taking the time to post this. Sounds like you are writing my life story! LOL But even my wife isn't quite as un-emotional and asexual as his wife.

In my last job I was responsible for laying people off for 5-6 years in a row, it was agonizing, depressing and aged me big time. BUT, we did it right.....we gave people 6 weeks base pay, and 2 additional weeks per year of service, full cobra during that time also. When we told them, they were asked to go home for the rest of the week (we usually would do layoffs on a Wednesday) and come back to the office the following monday to collect their stuff. On the Monday, we would let them collect their stuff, say some goodbyes, and by that point, a goodbye lunch was usually organized. In Illinois you had to pay employees their vacation (that they'd earned/accrued). I can't imagine this would differ much state to state. Also, charging you to send you your stuff sounds illegal too. If you know that other people who got laid off got better packages, and you are in a protected class (over 45, minority, female etc), you probably have an easy case for a suit. Also, did you raise any concerns to mgmt recently about problems? If so, then you have a whistleblower suit as long as you can prove you raised the concerns (usually safety, pollution etc). This isn't the worst I've heard. A company in Korea texted employees over the weekend that they'd been laid off! I hated laying people off so much I found myself another job and resigned (I could have been the guy in "Up in the Air". Thus my move to NC.....

I'd take her to the beach in a one piece thin white swim suit with a thick diaper on underneath that peaks out around the legs. Find a more secluded spot away from families. I see no issue with this. I've been to the beach in diapers before....always miles down where no one is. When someone walks down that far, I ensure my diaper is fully covered....but if they look closely, they'll not be able to miss the bulge.

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Fetish an BDSM meetings would be the best.

The first time I had a bladder infection, I did what I usually do when I get sick, and just stuck it out for a while figuring my body would fight what ever was wrong with me. On the evening of day two, I was lying on the bed, in a soaked diaper shivering uncontrollably and my wife took my temp and it was 103.9. She convinced me it was time to go to the ER, so she helped me put on a dry diaper (I was actually incontinent at this point-one reason I have no desire to become incontinent...been there, and NO CONTROL sucks) and off to the doc in a box we went. At the doc in a box, they ended up doing a urinalysis, and the doc came back and loudly announced to anyone within ear shot "you have blood in your urine! you need to go to the hospital". So off to the ER we went, I was admitted, and was pretty much incoherent at this point (yeah...I shouldn't have waited so long). I woke up in the middle of the night (my wife had gone home) and I was soaked. I was in a semi-private room, and picked up the nurse call thingy, and pressed the button. "Yes...can I help you" says the nurse at the nurse's station. "Ummmm....can you bring me a new brief, I'm soaked" I say "Sorry sir, you'll have to ask your wife to bring some for you tomorrow, or perhaps they have some in the gift shop" she say. "Ummmmm...you don't carry them on the floor?" I stumble "No sir, sorry" she says I'm pretty much dead to the world, so I roll over and go back to sleep. Some hours later (no idea how many), they come to check my vitals, and while checking them, they realized my gown is totally soaked in sweat. So the nurse brings me a new gown, and pulls the covers back to help me change, and once my gown is off, she realizes I'm in a diaper, and says - "I'm so sorry sir, I didn't realize you were asking for a dry Attends! Please forgive me! Let me get you some right away, and some dry sheets and a bed pad." She runs off, and returns, changes the sheets, helps me change my diaper, gown and puts a bed pad under me. This is one of the only times I've been awake when a complete stranger has changed me, and I was so out of it, I barely recall it. But I do remember how helpful the nurse was both then, and for the next day and a half (while she was on duty-and the other nurse on the unit). By the time the next vitals check came around, she asked me if I needed help changing again, but 4-6 hours of IV antibiotics had returned me to usefullness, and I said I could handle it on my own. I've had a couple of uti's since, and now I know what it feels like I don't let it get out of hand!!!! Totally sucks!

How about a punishing with a strap on?

Interesting thread. My wife tolerates my wearing diapers whenever I want. She has asked me on occasion if I love the diapers more than I love her. I always say that isn't a fair question - and ask her, does she love air more than me? I was very careful to tell my fiance about my fetish before we got married, and that my desire for diapers was NEVER going to go away, and in fact, I would always hope that she would at some point join me to some degree in indulging my fetish. I can't imagine being in the situation of the OP - essentially having to hide who I am....I would ask for a divorce right away if this was my situation. But this is my perspective, and everyone is different. Everyone's level of attraction to this fetish is different, and perhaps the OP is fine with a limited exposure to the fetish? I recently went through some training on communication called "Crutial Conversations" - some very good advice was given (read the book). Short version....everyone comes pre-disposed to spin their own "story" on every situation, usually/often a negative story. When you discuss just the facts, and remove your "story" from the equation, you keep things neutral. So you might start your discussion with your spouse with "it seems like you are upset when you notice I am wearing a diaper? Am I reading that right?" and then shut up and let her talk....and I mean do not speak....listen, and let her go on until she is done. Then you need to let her know how this makes you feel. Good luck....and work at it. As many have said, marriage isn't a cake walk. But I do suspect like others that she will never embrace your fetish in any way, and will always resent your wearing diapers. My wife very literally tolerates my wearing diapers, and even though I've asked her to, on occasion, simply pat my diapered butt, she can't even do that. So I live my diapered life, and enjoy my marriage, and diapers don't come between us, I just resign myself to knowing this is the best this marriage will get, and am ok with it. However, I have often wondered if I wouldn't be a TON happier if I had married someone who would satify my more....but that is my choice.....nd I live with it.

Give them time...it took them a year to delete mine....with as many millions accounts as the have...it will be a while....

Facebook doesn't allow you to have more than one account, and routinely deletes accounts with names that aren't real, so don't use a name like I did like...."Mitch Crinkle" - make it a real sounding name (even then they are anti-ABDL and might delete it). They deleted my account and required me to send them a copy of my drivers license if I wanted it reactivated..... F*** them....I went to fetlife instead.

If you don't like wearing the diapers and risking the leaks, have you thought of using condom caths?

Fantastic list Cheryl! Thanks for sharing! Also in NC is: Raleigh, NC Adult Baby and Diaper Lover Group North Carolina Age Players I'm the same name over there...feel free to add me...especially if you are in North Carolina!!

You are one lucky guy! I hope you are doing everything for her that she needs!