DiaperedAllTheTime

I suspect that he either already knows your secret desire to be a baby or maybe even desires that himself. Since he is actively involved with diapering you he may have picked up on some unconcious clues from you. Also, he may enjoy the dominant feelings he gets as he changes your diaper. Either way it most definitely sounds like you may have a Daddy in the making.

Lol. Stess incontinence is when you involuntary leak pee pee because you laugh, cough, or sneeze.

I knew my bowel control would diminish going down this road. When I began this journey I had planned to become fully incontinent and my wife asked me to not loose control of my bowels. I respected that request but it seems now that is what is happening. She understands at this point it is almost impossible to undo what has been done and we will both have to figure out how to deal with this new revelation in the near future.

I completely agree about the pursuit of happiness. Do not live life in misery because you are told by your significant other or society in general that you cannot wear diapers. It is not fair to you or those who are around you. Love finds a way to accept diapers and if not were you ever really truly loved. As my wife said, for better or worse.

It is time for another update. I have been in diapers permanently now for close to one year and nine months. I do not consider myself completely diaper dependant at this point but I think it would almost be impossible to take my diaper off now. My bladder remains mostly unchanged. I have periods where I am constantly releasing my bladder and other times I seem to unconsciously hold in my pee pee. I have been experiencing involuntary leakage mostly from stress induced incontinence and post void dribble has been prevalent throughout my unpotty training journey. I have not started bedwetting yet and I am beginning to lose hope that I will ever wet uncontrollably in my sleep. The biggest change has been in my bowels. They seem to be growing weaker and weaker by the day. My diaper is often left with heavy soil streaks that I have no control over. Just a few weeks ago while driving home I had a real life messy accident as I just could not hold my bowels anymore. It was the first time I had to call my wife and explain to her to keep the kids occupied so when I get home I can go straight to the bathroom. She asked why and I had to embarrassingly tell her I had messed myself. The first thing she said when I came in the house is that "you stink". Considering I had just filled my diaper with my mess and sat in it for a good 15 minutes I imagine I did. I have informed her I suspect my bowels will continue to weaken and I believe within a few years I will be completely incontinent. She did not say anything about this good or bad so I am not sure what her thoughts are. I have switched main diapers now from ABU Simples to ABU Simple Ultras. They fit a lot snuggier and hold a lot more pee pee. Still, if you look at the pictures below you will see eleven hours in the same diaper can and often does result in a small leak. I absolutely love these diapers as they swell and swell and swell. As far as I know no one at work has noticed. My wife and I are doing better. She has been changing my diaper on occasions and has even had some sexual playtime with me. She remains committed to me and my desire to be diaper dependant. Really not much else to report.

That gets too messy in my opinion. I just simply use my diaper until bursting, roll it up, and stick my wee wee in the middle of my rolled up diaper. My wife calls it my pamper pussy and I must say it is erotically humiliating making love to my used diaper in this way as my wife watches.

Rocking sissy purple at work today.

Rocking the purple diapers at work today...

All gyms have bathrooms. If you need privacy then simply go into a bathroom stall and put your diaper on there. I have heard of a few people who simply do change their clothes and diaper while standing at their locker in front of others. Many feel diapers are your underwear and underwear is something you see in a men's locker room. My bestfriend once wanted me to start working out with him. He knows that I wear diapers and if I had worked out with him I had already decided I would be okay changing my clothes in front of him diapers and all.

I would be in heaven lol...

Part Seventeen The spa specialist expertly painted his toenails. His wife had chosen a baby pink nail polish for her sissy husband. Everytime he moved his diaper crinkled loudly. The lady looked up at him smiling as he crinkled away. "I think we have some Disney Princess nail stickers stashed away for when a little girl comes in with her Mommy to the spa. Would you like for me to try and find them for your little girl?" "That would be awesome. Thank the nice lady little girl." "Thank you mam." "Your quite welcome Princess. We will have you all dolled up for tonight." "Do you have a place I can warm my little girl's bottle?" "Yes mam, there is a breakroom down the hall with a microwave." "Thank you. I will be right back little girl. You better behave while I am gone." As mommy left he continued to suckle on the crotch of her panties. The spa lady had found the Princess stickers and began to glue them to his toenails. Belle came first on his big toe. Then a purplish heart on his next toe. His middle toe was decorated with Ariel. After another heart came Cinderella on his pinky toe. "There, all done little princess. I am sure your best friend will find you so adorable." As his wife headed down the hall she happened to notice the ladies room. With a wicked grin on her face she decided to save her little girl's breastmilk for later and went into the restroom to make her husband a fresh bottle. She entered a stall, pulled down her panties, and placed the pink bottle just below her pussy. Seeing her freshly shaven mound excited her as she tried hard to concentrate. Her bladder was full but she simply could not push any of her pee out. Could making a bottle for her little girl be this hard? One drop hit the inside of his bottle. Then another followed by another. Suddenly her bladder fully released and she watched as the baby bottle filled with her hot pee. As it reached the top of the bottle she removed it from between her legs and sat down on the toilet so she could finish peeing. Once she was done she reached down and picked the bottle up, screwing the nipple on tight. Before wiping her pussy she took the bottle's nipple and stuffed it inside herself. After moving it in and out a couple times she removed it and watched as a string of her girly juices stuck to the nipple as she pulled it away. Her babygirl was getting a special treat. Wiping herself she reached down, pulled up her panties, and stood up. She grabbed the bottle as she exited the stall. Just as she did the receptionist walked into the restroom. She stared at the bottle as she walked past. "Is that a bottle of...of what I think it is?" "What are you talking about silly, this is apple juice." His wife winked at her as she left the bathroom. As she entered the room she immediately started to giggle. "Your toenails are about the most pathetic but cutest thing I have ever seen. I will be sure to keep your shoes and socks off tonight while your best friend is over fucking me. Here is your baba." He felt excited that he was once again going to taste the sales lady's breastmilk. It was so warm and sweet as it filled his tummy earlier. He closed his eyes as the bottle's nipple was placed into his mouth by his wife. He knew immediately that it had been in her pussy. He tasted her arousal and the smell of her familar womanly musk filled his nostrils. As he began to suckle he started to gag. This was not the sweet milk he was expecting to be drinking. This was bitter and he tried not to choke as he quickly realized that he was drinking his wife's piss. "I want you to make all gone with this nice and fresh bottle Mommy made for you, do you understand little girl?" "But this is gross Mommy." "Do you mind leaving the room while I talk to my disobedient husband?" "Yes mam, I need to take a potty break anyway." The spa specialist left the room, closing the door behind her. "You disobedient liitle bitch. How dare you tell me the special bottle I made for you is gross. You should be thankful that I am offering you my waste. Do not make me force feed you this bottle. Drink it, NOW!" He could tell his wife was very upset so he reluctantly started to suckle down his Mommy's bitterness. "Now see little girl, that's not so bad is it. You can take your time drinking it, Mommy is going to get her nails done now." The lady returned and looked over at him as he suckled slowly on the bottle. He could tell that she felt sorry for him as he consumed his Mommy's waste. "What color will it be hot mama?" "I am thinking something bold, Ferrari Red will be perfect." The lady took her time with his Mommy's manicure and pedicure. As the ladies talked he tried his hardest not to gag as he drank his bottle. Mommy's pee was starting to get cold making it much harder to swallow. Finally, after what seemed like eternity the bottle was empty. Mommy was done too and looked over at him. "Such a good little girl making all gones. Put Mommy's panties in your pocket and lets get ready to leave. Make sure you give this lovely lady a $100 tip for all her troubles. It's time to leave the mall and get ready for tonight. " "Yes Mommy."

I have been locked for over a week and I actually tried my hardest to not think about my sissy desires. When my wee wee got hard it would be painful. At the end of that week I was put into my Disney Princess dress and instructed to milk myself in front of my wife.

It is so unfortunate that things we desire so much can have such lasting and difficult consequences. When wearing diapers no longer become fun anymore but you have to wear them anyway it must feel like you are stuck in a prison. From a physical standpoint it sounds like you are not yet past the point of no return. A medical professional should be able to get you back on dry ground again. Now that you understand how incontinence can truly effect your life and your feelings learn from it and move on. Your desires for diaper play and catheterization will still be there but now you understand the importance for you personally to use moderation when playing. No one really knows what they will feel when you realize you can no longer make it to the potty anymore. When that happens to some, diapers can shift from fantasy to reality. Diapers go from being fun to a burden. Just know that if the day ever came that you did have to wear diapers the rest of your life that your life is not over. Everyone here understands your situation and honestly your story can now be read by others and become a learning tool. I post the many positive feelings here of the happiness I feel as I become diaper dependant. What works for me can be a prison sentence for someone else. A cautionary tale is beneficial for those who are considering following a similar path.

Part Sixteen He watched as his Mommy laid down on the table. She provacitavly spread her legs giving her husband a quick glimpe of the growing wet spot on her panties. She was excited. Her lust for her husband's best friend leaking from her pussy as she removed her panties and tossed them to her husband. "Little girl, Mommy wants you to take her panties and go and stand in the corner of the room. Put your nose into the crotch of Mommy's panties and know that the wetness you feel, the scent you smell, is not my desire for you. It is my desire for your best friend. You are to stay in the corner with your nose and my panties pressed firmly against the wall. You are not to turn around and watch as your Mommy's pussy gets prepared for a real man. Do you understand me?" "Yes Mommy." "Good girl." His wife looked down at her hairy pussy. She could not help to think that this was what a Mommy's pussy was suppose to look like. Neglected and forgotten about. Removing all her nasty hair would mark a new beginning for her and she felt her excitement leak from her body." "It looks like your little girl is not the only one that needs a diaper pad underneath them while on my table, someone is really wet down there." "I am so sorry, I am just so excited that I cannot help myself." "Oh sweetie, I understand. From the looks of things it has been a long time since you have been this excited. Let's get you cleaned up." Warm wax was spread over her already melting pussy. The lady placed a cloth on to her hairy mound and pressed down firmly. "Okay Mama. Are you ready?" "Oh yes, please make me presentable for my new lover." "One...Two...three.." She moaned out in pain as some of her thick pubic hair was removed with a quick pull. "Are we removing everything today?" "No, I do not want to be completely hairless like my little girl. She is the baby not me. Will you please leave me a small landing strip so that my lover can land his big cock into my pussy?" "No problem. No problem at all." The lady continued removing his Mommy's pussy hair. He could not see what was happening but he could hear as her hair was ripped away. His Mommy's panties had found their way into his mouth and he tasted his wife's need for his best friend. "I hear you over there suckling little girl, what are you sucking on?" "Your panties Mommy." "What does Mommy taste like?" "She tastes excited." "Mommy is very excited. That taste is because tonight I will be with a real man. And guess what? Tonight you will get to taste your Mommy combined with a real man." "I cannot believe how much you are leaking. Are you usually this wet?" "No. Today I am not only excited but I am also ovulating. My cervical mucous is combining with my excitement." "But doesn't that mean..." "Yep, it sure does. After tonight I might end up with a second baby. A lot will depend on if my little girl does a good job sucking his best friend's sperm out of my pussy." "Wow, you are starting to get me excited." "If you need to take a bathroom break I understand." "My panties are getting wet I will be back in a minute." The lady left the room and she looked at her little girl in the corner and started to laugh. She then looked down at her pussy. The lady was almost done and she looked like a new woman down there. "Your best friend is going to love this pussy tonight little girl." "Yes Mommy." The lady quickly returned to the room. Her hard nipples poked through her scrubs and her face was flushed. She had undoubtedly just had her fingers in her pussy. "All taken care of?" "Yes mam, did not take too much." The two ladies grinned at each other and talked as she removed the rest of her pubic hair. "There. You are all ready for your big date." "It looks amazing. I know my husband's best friend will appreciate all the hard work. I will make sure my husband gives you an amazing tip." "Thank you so much, now lets get your nails done, shall we?" She pulled down her dress over her freshly manicured pussy and got down off the bed. "Alright little girl. Mommy's new pussy is hidden away for her new boyfriend tonight. You can turn around now and sit down so this nice lady can paint your toenails. You can keep Mommy's panties in your mouth, I do not want to wear those silly mommy panties anyway." "Yes Mommy."

For me it would most definitely be Denise Richards. I am sure she can provide some extreme humiliation with a diaper.

Having desires to wear diapers can be very complicated. Your mind tells you to put a diaper on because it makes you feel happy but then the same mind will tell you to take your diaper off because you feel ashamed. I personally gained self acceptance by standing in front of a full length mirror in nothing but a diaper. I forced my mind to see myself diapered until my mind decided the image staring back at me was accepted. To this day I will often stand in front of a mirror diapered with a big smile on my face. To break down your fears and insecurities about wearing diapers you need to ask yourself why do I have these feelings. Are you ashamed of yourself? Do you feel weird or awkward? Sometimes there is not a logical reason, you just do. Now ask yourself why do you want to wear diapers. For most of us they make us happy. It could be physically, mentally, or sexually. For me I decided that I wanted to be happy. Diapers make me happy, make me feel good, why deny that by allowing my mind to think that these feelings are not normal or wierd. I convinced myself that being diapered is me, the normal me, who I am. Unfortunately it is very hard to give advice on this as we all are so different in how we feel. You should know that you are not alone with these feelings as almost everyone of us at some point or another has felt this way.

So very true. When it comes to wearing diapers and self acceptance I honestly had to be honest with myself. Diapers make me happy. I need to wear them all the time. Why fight it. Live life happy and padded and do not look back.

I often wonder how my wife truly feels about being married to a permanently diapered sissy. Although she insists she accepts this part of who I am I find it impossible to believe she is not disappointed at times. How many woman stay with a husband that they are not sexually attracted to? How many woman are happy not having traditional sexual intercourse with their soulmates? How does a woman feel when she is feeling aroused and reaches down into her husbands pants and grabs a hand full of a wet pink diaper with princesses on it? Knowing that my wife is not aroused by her husband wearing diapers is very difficult for me internally. When we first got together she loved giving oral sex. It was a constant in the bedroom. Now that I am encased in a pee pee filled diaper all the time I can promise you that my wife rarely performs oral sex. Most men would also be disappointed. No intercourse. No oral sex. Yet, I am happy. Happy because I do not have to try and please my wife sexually. As a sissy I am completely incapable of being any kind of a man in the bedroom. My wife might as well be married to a baby...oh wait a minute...she kind of is. How does a hot blooded woman look past all this and still be happy in a marriage? These are things I think about. I must agree with @Bettypooh that it has to be so much simpler to have these feelings alone. Having a partner to disappoint is not fair to either party. I love my wife so much but is it possible to love her so much while disappointing her so? Being in a female led relationship it is very normal for my wife to instruct me to hump my diaper to orgasm in front of her. While I do so she watches me. What could she possibly be thinking? She has to be thinking something.

I feel the same way in my marriage. I think a diaper fetish realistically can make or break a relationship. As @rosalie.bent said ABDL desires are so unique that it is so very difficult for someone without those desires to understand and relate. Some partners do not even try. Some partners give up trying. This post does clearly highlight though that partners can overcome their significant other having a diaper fetish.

I find your points are very valid and insightful. The portion of my marriage I have shared here with everyone does not accurately portray that my wife and I are almost completely compatible in every other way. This bolsters the foundation of our relationship. In the end, our love for one another overcomes all...even dirty diapers. I am often asked since your wife has sacrificed for your sexual desires why can you not sacrifice for hers. That is such a valid question and one I unfortunately have no answer for. My first marriage ended because I was extremely dominant and mentally abusive. At that time I was very confused about my diaper desires as I was in the military and being diapered constantly was almost impossible. I actually would put my wife into diapers as a substitute for my desire to be diapered. My behavior existed because I was abused by my stepmother while my castrated father sat around and watched. That abuse is what started my desire to wear diapers. When I became an adult I decided that I would not live as my father did. It took a divorce and some therapy for me to understand my wrong behavior but most importantly why I acted the way I did. When I started to change and become a sissy I found that my new lifestyle vanished all my dominance. What is confusing about this is my wife loves for me to be submissive to her in real life and becoming a sissy made that reality despite her previous disdain for her husband wearing panties and diapers. The bedroom for my wife is a different story. In the bedroom is where she craves for her everyday dominance to be tamed. She wants to be dominated by a man that forcefully makes her submit. Once the panties went on I lost my confidence as a man in the bedroom mainly because my wife did not desire to be with a husband who was happy being a sissy. It is hard to dominate a strong woman wearing panties and diapers. So why not just stop wearing them? That was the demand from her. However, that was a demand at a time when she honestly did not understand anything ABDL. She was simply being the dominant being she was. Eventually through research and open communication she understood that simply taking off my diapers is not possible. She learned that my desire to wear diapers was never going to go away and eithers she accepts that or move on. The other point you made was insightful. I wish simply wearing diapers permanently and being permitted to do so was enough. I try to allow it to be. Part me still however craves for my wife to participate. At the end of the day almost all of us have a desire to be little and with that a need to be cared for by someone else. A Mommy, a Daddy, or just a fellow diaper lover. The other thing that is hard for me is on the occasions when my wife enthusiastically participates which does happen it is simply amazing. I want that woman more. I am selfish. My wife and I differ in that although we both enjoy fetishes I want to live a fetish lifestyle all the time. She on the other hand wants to enjoy fetish every blue moon. Wearing diapers permanently had helped control my need for fetish all the time because it is fetish all the time. I honestly do not worry about my wife leaving me if she changes her mind. I just mentally am prepared for it if the day were to ever come.

I honestly feel that biology is the biggest reason relationships are strained or end because of a diaper fetish. In my marriage although my wife is far from vanilla in the bedroom she most certainately desires to be with a man. Not a baby, not a man who wants to pee pee in his diapers, and most definitely not a sissy who wants to be a baby girl. What she desires is what biology has ingrained in her to want so that she can produce the strongest offspring. A woman almost has to go against evolution to accept her partner in diapers. Now of course it works too if you are a man and are with a female partner who has a diaper fetish. Men are programmed to have offspring with someone that will mother their children not be a baby herself. The best case scenario for a strong relationship to exist in my opinion is when a partner has a diaper fetish that their partner has similar desires. Daddy wants a liitle girl...little girl needs a Daddy. Sissy baby wants a dominant Mommy...Mommy likes being in charge of a sissy baby. It even works well if both partners are ABDL. How much easier is it to understand someone who likes to wear diapers or be treated as a baby when you yourself enjoy the same feelings. Personally the guilt I feel while wearing diapers in my marriage now revolves around the fact that I know it is something that my wife had to accept to be with me. It is not her favorite. It does not typically make her wet. At times it is even a strain and a burden. My wife most definitely loves me for me....diapers and all. That does not mean she will ever have to like me in diapers. I struggle to understand if she is better off without me simply because who I am is not what she wants.

Oh I definitely go out of my way to make up for her acceptance and participation. I put her on a pedestal which she does greatly appreciate. Unfortunately as far as normal lovemaking there is no normal. My wee wee and her pussy simply are not compatible physically and I could try my absolute hardest to pleasure here sexually in a traditional sense and the result would be the same...disappointment. With that said, it does not mean there are not other ways to sexually satisfy her. Without question something that turns her on more than anything is me breastfeeding. It drives her crazy. I guess that works good in that situation being married to an ABDL. Her fetishes and fantasies are hard for me to fulfill because she wants to be dominated by a man. That is something my sissy being just is incapable of. Her lover passively will dominate her but she desires to be thrown down and raped. Her other fantasy involves feeling slutty or loose which we do fulfill through cuckolding. Despite not liking oral sex performed on her when I do so after her lover has filled her full of cum it drives her mad. Not physically but mentally. She like the dirty feeling it provides. Also do not misunderstand what I wrote. Without question our relationship is the best it has ever been. We are very honest with one another and have a very open line of communication. Fights between us are minimal and we definitely respect one another much more now than in the past. I just believe that you never really now how someone's feelings can change. My wife hated diapers. She hated me wearing panties. She hated me as a sissy. She found a way to accept all of that because she loved me. Is it possible one day to no longer accept that? If she suddenly felt she could not handle diapers anymore would that not be understandable? I know I feel sometimes that in our realtionship diapers are pushed away into the back of her mind as a way to not deal with the elephant in the room. She agrees to change me on request but honestly you can tell it is just not something that she will ever enjoy. I could not give up diapers for her, she accepted them for me. Being diapered all the time has made both my life and her life better. What more could I ask for.

I know in my marriage my wife had to learn how to accept her husband as a sissy baby. At first she thought that if she demanded that I stop wearing panties and diapers that the problem for her would be resolved. I was told countless times that I was choosing my lifestyle over her and our family and that I am in love with an inanimate object, not her. These times were some of the hardest in my life emotionally. How does one make a choice between two things they love and need so much. Purge cycles and pushing back my desire to wear diapers made me desire wearing diapers more. Those thoughts constantly consumed me. I often times felt my wife needed to divorce me so she could find the normal man she so desperately desired. I would live alone, in a single apartment which would be all pink inside and adorned in Disney Princess. I had a choice to make and so did my wife. I decided it was best to be honest. The reality for me was I would never live life happy without being in pink diapers and I needed to be in them all the time. As much as my wife fought she eventually decided that she needed to accept this or move on. Her love for me was stronger than her hatred for my lifestyle. So many sacrifices were made by her. There is no normal sexual relationship between us. She constantly worries our children will find out I wear diapers. I still honestly keep myself prepared for the day when she says I am done with your dirty diapers and want a divorce. She changed her mind to accept me in diapers, could she change her mind back? What is to say her feelings cannot change again? She forces herself to participate which I admire but the labor of her efforts seem to leave her unhappy at times. Often times I feel that with both force ourselves to try and be happy with one another. I do not know if there is a perfect Mommy out there that will be just that...a mommy in a relationship. The one constant throughout our relationship that will always be the same is that I will always desire diapers. I have learn to accept that will never change.

Must agree with Rusty Pins here. After having one of my packages of diapers destroyed while being shipped by UPS and my step daughter signing for them I started to have some of my diapers (particularly the pink ones) delivered to the local Walgreens at a Fedex drop point. Everytime I get a large box of diapers at the house all the kids want to know what is in it. This prevents inquiring minds.

Hubby is going to have a monster credit card bill from all of his pink diapers, to Mommy's new wardrobe, and now an afternoon at the spa. Obviously the wet nurse will be paid for her services as well. He will feel this day for along time in a lot of different ways.