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It's great that you are very comfortable with your decision even when there are times it is a nuisance. We've found the same when my wife wears around others, it's not always easy to excuse yourself and change. Whilst she does not wear diapers 24/7 this past year it has been pull ups through the day and diapers at night but there are still times when even the pull up is not quite as discrete as we'd like. I admire your courage and determination to get to your goal, it certainly appears you have reached it or are not far off.

Thanks for the update @Beccathelittle it's always interesting reading. You mention that changing out in public is becoming a nuisance, has this made you regret your decision or think about potty training again?

Always a pleasure reading your updates and seeing what it's like to undertake the journey to diaper dependency. My wife is currently just under 12 months into wearing pull ups and diapers full time and it's always a concern around friends and family. We have the option of switching to more discrete padding when the need arises as she is not fully incontinent through the day. Night time is different and thick diapers or overnight pull ups are an absolute must. Please keep providing your updates, they are a great insight. Hope you also have a great New Year.

An interesting start and a little bit different too. Keep up the good work. DC

I received a message to tell me that my original post was a casualty of the bug so I promised a repost. This story follows on from All I Want For Christmas which is also on this forum, I can repost that if people cannot find it. I hope you all enjoy. DC Chapter 1 Chloe sat in the ultrasound waiting room nervously biting on her nails, Mark looked at his wife, smiled to himself and then reached over and pulled her hand from her mouth. ‘Don’t do that baby it is not good for your teeth.’ Chloe smiled nervously and wiped her hands on her jeans. Making sure that they were still alone in the small room, Chloe made eye contact with Mark and with a slight blush asked, ‘what if they see?’ ‘See what princess?’ Mark knew what she was talking about but he couldn’t help playing this little game. Chloe shifted in her seat, cleared her throat and whispered, ‘you know…my nappy. What if they see it and laugh?’ Mark noticed that his wife looked genuinely worried and leaned closer to his wife, he took her hand and kissed the back, ‘don’t worry my darling. I am here and I will not anything happen. It is probably nothing that they haven’t seen before.’ Chloe felt a little eased by Mark’s comments but still felt the nervousness in her tummy. The couple sat in silence as they both thought about what the coming months would bring, today would be the first time that they will see their unborn child and both were very excited about it. Chloe rubbed her tummy and patted it with tenderness before smiling to herself and thinking about the events of the last eighteen months; meeting mark and wetting herself on their first date, discovering Mark’s desire to have a nappied girlfriend, her own journey back into nappies and subsequent reliance upon them and of course their wedding and now unborn child. Chloe remained deep in thought as the nurse entered the waiting area, ‘Chloe Trimble please.’ Chloe looked up, ‘that’s me.’ ‘Right this way please,’ the nurse gestured towards the door that she had just come out of and smiled. Mark and Chloe rose up and followed the nurse’s instructions. Chloe was the first to enter the room and saw the bed lined with blue paper and a huge machine which was full of buttons and a small blank screen. She placed her bag on a vacant chair and removed her coat. ‘Thank you Mrs Trimble. Would you like to pop yourself on the bed and raise your top so that we can have a little look in there,’ said the nurse as she began to press the buttons, ‘Mr Trimble would you like to take a seat in that chair,’ she indicated a chair at the head of the bed. Chloe made her way to the bed and removed her top before sliding onto the blue paper. She noticed that the exposed plastic of her Tena Slip and quickly pushed it back under the waistband of her jeans with an audible crinkle; if the nurse noticed she didn’t say anything. ‘Will this be your first?’ The nurse broke the silence in the room. ‘Yes it is,’ answered Chloe. ‘Wonderful. You both relax, we are just going to be checking on baby’s growth and seeing how many you have in there.’ Mark gave a nervous laugh and the nurse smiled, ‘if you have any questions then please ask them as we go along, otherwise just enjoy seeing your little one for the first time.’ The nurse continued to enter Chloe’s information into the computer. Chloe smiled and felt the butterflies in her tummy return. ‘Would you like any pictures today?’ Mark and Chloe nodded. ‘Okay then, we will see if we can get you a couple of good ones. Now Mrs Trimble, I am going to squirt a little of this jelly on your tummy which will help us see baby better.’ The nurse took out some more of the blue paper and tucked it under the waistband of Chloe’s jeans, Chloe heard the plastic of her nappy rustle and looked at the nurse who said nothing. The nurse applied a liberal amount of warm jelly to Chloe’s tummy and then the wand before pressing it into the skin; instantly the screen came to life with grainy images that meant little to Mark or Chloe. The nurse ran the wand back and forth over Chloe’s skin trying to get a better picture and muttered under her breath about baby hiding, she pressed the wand down a little harder and repeated the same sweeping motion. Chloe, whose eyes were firmly fixed upon the tiny screen, felt her nappy become warm as she realised that litres of water that she had consumed on the advice of her mother were slowly leaking out of her and she could do nothing about it. Chloe felt herself blush but somehow managed to keep her focus on the screen. ‘Ah! There’s the little rascal.’ The nurse’s sudden exclamation made Mark and Chloe jump. On the screen was now the most amazing image that the young couple had ever seen, their tiny baby was coming into view as the nurse explained what they were looking at. ‘Oh wow,’ Chloe managed to squeeze out as she felt warm tears of joy roll down her cheeks. Mark took hold of his wife’s hand and rubbed it with his thumb, ‘look daddy.’ Mark smiled and kissed Chloe’s hand. ‘So this is the head,’ the nurse indicated a tiny white bump, ‘and this is the heart,’ again a tiny white bump but with the unmistakable rhythm of a human heart, ‘shall we give it a listen?’ Mark and Chloe both nodded, the nurse flicked a switch and the small room was filled with the sound of a miniscule heartbeat. ‘Everything looks fine, I just need to add some notes to your file and then you can get back to your day.’ The nurse removed the wand and placed it back in its holder before tearing off yet more blue roll and wiped Chloe’s tummy clean. ‘Thank you,’ said Mark as he gathered their things together and helped Chloe off the bed. The nurse headed out of the room letting Mark and Chloe make their own way to reception. ‘That was unbelievable!’ Squealed Chloe as the made the short walk along the corridor. ‘Yes baby it was. It is hard to believe that you have a little person growing in there.’ Mark rubbed Chloe’s tummy and then pulled her into his arms in a small recess off the corridor and gave her a kiss. ‘I told you that you would be okay.’ ‘Yes you did but she must have known, my nappy was sticking out of the top of my jeans and she must have felt it when she tucked the blue paper in.’ ‘Well baby, if you are that uncomfortable with it then we will put you in knickers for the next scan.’ Chloe felt her face redden once more, ‘well…um…I…I kind of had a little accident when she was looking for the baby.’ Chloe then buried her head in Mark’s chest and then whispered, ‘I’m actually really quite wet. It might have been a big accident.’ Mark already knew that Chloe had wet her nappy during the examination, the amount of water she had consumed made a wet nappy inevitable but he still loved to hear her tell him, ‘not to worry baby, it is not unusual.’ ‘I suppose not,’ said Chloe, ‘it still takes me by surprise from time to time though.’ ‘Well it’s been a long time now, you’ve been in nappies full time for the past nine months and you’re still adjusting. You know that you can still give it up anytime you want don’t you?’ Mark knew that this was an offer that Chloe was unlikely to accept. ‘What you mean like last time when I completely flooded myself within an hour of being out of nappies.’ ‘Well the offer is there for you to take whenever you like princess.’ ‘Let’s face it Mark, my brain seems to have accepted this new arrangement and I don’t know how to tell it otherwise.’ Mark cuddled Chloe again, ‘I know baby but I will help you at every step of the way if you want to give in.’ Chloe just shook her head and enjoyed the warmth of Mark’s cuddle as she felt her nappy grow warm once more as her bladder issued a timely reminder of her nappy dependence. ‘Come on baby, we need to get back to reception.’ Mark took Chloe’s hand and led her along the corridor to the Maternity Reception where the nurse had told them to wait. A few minutes later the nurse appeared and handed Mark the folder and two grainy pictures of the scan, she wished them luck and then returned to her office. Mark continued to lead Chloe through the maze of corridors towards the exit of the hospital, ‘we are going to get you changed before we head off,’ he whispered to Chloe. Mark had spotted the adult changing facility on the way in and took Chloe inside the small room before locking the door behind them. Chloe looked around the room, it looked like a bigger version of a baby changing facility with a counter top, sink, toilet, sanitary bin and a changing station. ‘Pop yourself on her baby girl.’ Mark indicated the adult changing table by patting the mat with his hand. Chloe walked over to Mark, he unbuttoned her jeans and slipped them down her thighs before helping her up onto the table. Chloe felt small, she was lying on her back looking at the ceiling whilst Mark began to untape her saturated nappy. ‘Oh wow baby! You really are a wet little girl.’ He tickled the inside of Chloe’s thigh making her giggle a little. Chloe reached out the changing back next to her and pulled out the pictures from the scan, she turned them to many different angles as she felt Mark delicately cleaning her nappy area before sliding out the wet padding from beneath her bottom. ‘Up you go baby.’ Chloe lifted her hips to let Mark slide the fresh nappy underneath her before lowering her hips at his command. She felt the soft, dry padding being pulled up over her vagina and then heard the tapes being applied to secure her dry nappy. Mark helped Chloe to put her jeans back on, disposed of the wet nappy, washed his hands and then led Chloe back out of the room and to the car for their journey home. Chapter 2 Chloe quickly bolted from the bedroom and threw herself down the hallway and into the bathroom; she lunged for the toilet and vomited. Morning sickness was becoming more frequent, she hated starting each day feeling so yucky but many people has assured her that this was a temporary thing. Chloe was trying to focus on positive thoughts as she felt another wave of nausea hit her, she held her head over the toilet and vomited again, as she retched, she felt her already soaked nappy becoming warm as her bladder joined in with the voiding. Kneeling on the floor with her head over the toilet, Chloe felt her nappy fail and the warm wee begin to trickle down the inside of her thighs and pool at her knees; she felt her pyjama bottoms getting wet and began to sob. Chloe pushed herself away from the toilet and sat down on the floor in her saturated nappy which forced more wetness into her pyjamas. She sat, in a pool of her own urine, feeling every bit embarrassed and upset. She was still sobbing quietly as Mark pushed open the door, he took one look at his wife and rushed over to her. ‘Oh baby girl, what has happened?’ Mark sat next to Chloe and put his arms around her. ‘I… I’m a mess. I couldn’t stop it. I was being sick and then I wet myself and then my nappy leaked and…’ Chloe burst into a full scale crying fit which stopped her from finishing her sentence. ‘Oh my beautiful baby girl don’t cry, it is okay, I will make it all better.’ Mark cuddled Chloe even tighter, he kissed her on the top of the head and then made shushing noises in her ear. ‘Come on baby, let’s get you cleaned up,’ he said eventually. Chloe nodded and wiped her wet face with the back of her hand, she stood up and heard the dripping as Mark began to help her up. ‘Okay princess, let’s get you in the shower.’ Mark guided Chloe to the shower cubicle and took off her pyjama top, he slid the drenched bottoms down her legs and saw the wettest nappy that he had seen in months. Chloe stood resigned to her situation and let Mark do the work. Mark untapped the nappy, it fell to the tiles with a heavy thud, he moved it to one side with his foot and then helped Chloe into the warm jets of the shower. Mark left Chloe to enjoy the water, he picked up the nappy and rolled it up as best he could, more urine seeped out as he did so but he wasn’t concerned. Chloe’s pyjamas made an improvised mop to clean up the large puddle on the floor, ‘I’ll be right back baby, I am just going to get rid of this nappy and put on the washing.’ He picked up the wet things and left the bathroom. Chloe was enjoying the warm jets of water across her skin, she tilted her head back and let the water cascade down her body. ‘You look like you are enjoying that.’ Mark had returned and was smiling at his wife. ‘Mmmmmm, it is lovely.’ Chloe turned off the shower and took Mark’s outstretched hand to get out of the cubicle, he wrapped her in a fresh towel and led her to the bedroom. Chloe saw all of her clothes laid out on the bed with the usual Tena Slip, ‘ummm, Mark. I don’t think that I want a nappy today.’ Mark looked shocked, ‘er…okay. Are you sure?’ Chloe looked at her husband, she saw the look of concern in his face and tried to look as certain as she could, ‘Yes, I am sure. I just can’t do it Mark, I am not a baby, I’m twenty years old and my morning began with me sitting in a pool of my own piss and crying because I’d wet myself so completely that my nappy had leaked like some toddler. I am a fucking grown woman!’ Chloe felt tears stinging her eyes. ‘I’m sick of not being able to control my own bladder, I’m always wet, I wake up wet, I go to bed wet, I’m even wet between changes sometimes. I must smell like piss all the time.’ Chloe lost control at this point and burst into tears. ‘Oh my poor girl,’ Mark hugged Chloe tightly, ‘I will help you to get better, I promise. It’s going to take some time but it will get better.’ Mark tried to reassure his wife. ‘But it shouldn’t take time Mark, I’m a woman and not a baby learning to toilet train.’ Chloe felt angry with Mark’s lack of faith in her ability. ‘I know that you are not a toddler Chloe but you have been wearing nappies full time for a long time and you’ve just gotten a bit used to them that is all.’ Mark placed his hands on Chloe’s shoulders and looked her in the eyes, ‘we will work on it together.’ Chloe nodded at her husband, ‘I’m sorry Mark, I just can’t do it any more,’ she could see the disappointment in Mark’s eyes. ‘I know that it is what you want but I am so tired of not being able to stay dry or walking around stinky because I’ve messed my nappy. I need to feel like a grown up again.’ Mark cuddled Chloe again, ‘I understand. I will put the nappy away.’ Mark picked up the Tena Slip and returned it to the wardrobe, he reached to the top shelf and found a bag at the back containing Chloe’s knickers, ‘you’re going to need these,’ he said as he tossed them on the bed. Chloe watched the contents of the bag spill onto the bed and Mark walk off down the hallway to get a shower. She sat on the edge of the bed still sobbing and feeling awful about what had just happened, she reassured herself about her decision and resolved to regain her control. Chloe dried away her tears and tipped the remaining contents of the bag onto the bed; for the first time in forever she was about to wear knickers. Chapter 3 Chloe sat at the breakfast table checking her phone as Mark came through from the bedroom, she smiled at him as he got closer, ‘the kettle’s just boiled; would you like coffee?’ ‘Sure,’ he said, ‘are you feeling any better?’ Mark sat in the chair opposite Chloe. ‘Yes I am. I am sorry about before and thank you for being so understanding.’ Chloe kissed Mark as she went to the kitchen. She was finding it strange to not hear the crinkle as she walked around or to feel the bulk of wet padding between her legs that had so often made her waddle. Chloe had just entered the kitchen when the alarm went off on her phone, ‘oh! Excuse me.’ Chloe hurried down the hallway and into the bathroom, she slid her jeans and knickers down her legs and sat on the toilet: nothing happened. Chloe looked down at the knickers between her legs and smiled as she saw that they were still dry, she gave a small push and a tiny trickle of wee made its way into the toilet bowl. Chloe felt very proud of herself and couldn’t help but recall the old Huggies advert jingle, ‘I’m a big kid now’ she quietly sang to herself. Chloe finished up and walked back along to the kitchen. Mark watched Chloe walk down the hallway with a smile on her face, ‘well? Did you make it?’ Chloe smiled again, ‘yes I did!’ ‘Well done,’ Mark paused, ‘and how often is your alarm set to go off?’ Chloe blushed, ‘um… every half an hour.’ ‘You know, we could get you some pull ups to help you with the transition, they will hold any little accidents that you might have.’ Chloe thought for a moment, she knew deep down that Mark was right and that it was a sensible suggestion but her stubbornness would not allow her to accept, ‘no thank you, I am a grown woman and I wear knickers, not nappies or pull ups.’ Mark couldn’t help but chuckle, ‘okay baby but if you don’t do so well then you will be wearing pull ups or even nappies once more. I understand what you want to do but I am not going to be happy if you start to leave puddles everywhere.’ Chloe felt thoroughly chastised, she reconsidered the option of using pull ups but dismissed the idea by telling herself that she would not fail, ‘I will be fine, you will see. No more nappies for me!’ Chloe stuck out her tongue and then headed into the kitchen to make coffee. Mark smiled to himself, he was anticipating many accidents as Chloe tried to regain control and was deep in thought as she brought back the coffee. ‘Here you go.’ Chloe placed the hot coffee in front of him. ‘Thank you princess.’ Mark lifted the cup to his lips and carefully sipped the hot liquid, ‘so, what would you like to do today?’ Chloe thought as she sipped her own coffee, ‘I’m not really sure, I kind of want to be at home a little more today,’ Chloe made a gesture to her crotch hoping that Mark would understand. Mark looked confused for a moment, ‘oh… oh yes. I understand. You’re frightened that you might wet yourself or something.’ Chloe blushed deeply, ‘Mark! I’m just… I mean…I…’ ‘It’s fine princess, I get it. We will stay here.’ ‘I’m sorry, it is just a little embarrassing you know.’ Chloe broke eye contact with Mark and stared at her coffee. Mark got up from his chair and walked around to the other side of the table, he stood behind Chloe and put his arms around her shoulders in a loose cuddle around her neck. He kissed Chloe on the cheek and laid his head on her shoulder, ‘you know that you don’t have to be embarrassed don’t you?’ ‘I know.’ ‘It’s going to take some time, expect accidents and please don’t try to hide it from me.’ ‘I won’t’ ‘I love you Mrs Trimble, you mean the world to me and I am here for you one hundred percent.’ Mark pecked Chloe on the cheek again, ‘now, would you like some breakfast?’ ‘Yes please.’ Mark stood up and headed to the kitchen, he surveyed the fridge and then the food cupboards, ‘I’ve got bacon and eggs or cereal.’ He called through the door. ‘Can I have scrambled eggs and toast please?’ She called back. ‘Sure thing gorgeous. You want juice?’ ‘Yes please.’ Mark set to work cooking the breakfast, he decided to have the same thing so that he didn’t have to cook separate meals. Chloe entered the kitchen carrying her empty coffee cup as he started making toast, ‘Hi hun.’ ‘Hey, I am just getting some more coffee.’ ‘Okay baby.’ Chloe poured herself some coffee from her own pot of decaffeinated and then left Mark to carry on cooking. ‘Just a few more minutes princess,’ Mark called to Chloe as she headed out of the door. ‘Okay daddy’ Chloe replied as she returned to her seat. Mark finished cooking the eggs, he served them onto plates and then carried them back to the table, as he entered the room, Chloe’s alarm went off again. ‘Sorry, be right back,’ Chloe said as she rushed down the hallway and into the bathroom. She repeated the steps from her last trip to the toilet but still nothing happened. She returned to the table to see that Mark had set out juice and condiments. ‘All okay princess?’ ‘Yes thanks,’ Chloe sat down, ‘this looks wonderful.’ Chloe picked up her cutlery and began to eat. Mark and Chloe sat in silence as they each ate their breakfasts, Chloe drained her juice and after she finished her eggs she turned her attention back to the coffee. Mark watched his wife and wondered how long it would be before her high coffee and juice intake took its toll on her bladder. ‘So have you looked at any of the houses that I showed you?’ ‘No not yet but I think that we should make a move before I am too heavily pregnant.’ ‘I completely agree princess, we just need to agree on the property now.’ ‘It’s out there somewhere.’ Chloe sighed. ‘Here, let’s have a look.’ Mark pushed his plate to one side and picked up his iPad, he navigated to the saved tabs and slid the device over to Chloe. ‘I am not going to tell you which one I like best so you can have a look whilst I clear the table.’ Mark gathered the plate and now empty drinks containers and headed to the kitchen. Chloe quickly became engrossed in the houses on the screen and barely noticed Mark re-enter the room, he stood behind her and put his head on her shoulder, ‘I liked that one too.’ ‘Mark!’ she screamed, ‘you scared the shit out of me.’ Mark slapped Chloe’s wrist, ‘you do not use language like that young lady.’ Chloe dropped the iPad onto the table and rubbed her wrist, ‘I am sorry daddy,’ she said meekly, ‘you scared me. I was really interested in this house.’ Chloe picked up the tablet again and swiped through the pictures, ‘I really like this one.’ Mark smiled, ‘yes, me too. It looks perfect for what we need and it has so much space outside.’ ‘I love the master bedroom,’ Chloe swiped back to the relevant picture, ‘look at the windows and the room around the bed and it has got an en-suite and…oh no!’ Chloe dropped the tablet to the table and pushed her chair back, she jammed her hands quickly into her crotch. Mark looked down to see the growing wet spot make its way down his wife’s legs. ‘It won’t stop!’ Chloe yelled as she ran down the hallway to the bathroom. Chapter 4 Chloe burst through the bathroom door and started to unfasten her jeans as she headed towards the toilet; her attempts to stop the flow were suffering catastrophic failure and she could see that her jeans were now wet down to the ankles and would soon be standing in wet shoes. ‘Shit. Shit. Shit.’ She said aloud as she fumbled the metal buttons of her wet prison, she finally ripped open her jeans and pulled them down before quickly sitting on the toilet. Nothing. Chloe moaned in disbelief, she had completely emptied her bladder into her jeans and not a single drop of urine made it into the toilet. She surveyed the damage, her light pink knickers were now a few shades darker and her jeans displayed the tell-tale evidence of being wet, ‘DAMN IT!’ she shouted. ‘Are you okay in there princess?’ Mark said through the door. Chloe was kicking off her wet shoes, ‘what do you think?’ she spat. ‘Can I come in?’ Mark asked cautiously. ‘Whatever,’ Chloe replied as she braced herself for an ‘I told you so’ speech. Mark slowly opened the door and accessed the scene. Chloe was still sat on the toilet, her jeans and knickers were obviously wet and there was a small puddle near the sink where Chloe had stood frantically trying to unfasten the metal buttons. Chloe looked defeated, Mark had not seen his wife look this upset since their first date when she had wet herself outside the restaurant, she held her phone in her hand and began to cry as the alarm bleeped into life. ‘Oh baby, I am so sorry,’ Mark walked over to Chloe and knelt beside her, he removed her shoes and began to take off her jeans and knickers. ‘Oh Mark,’ Chloe sobbed, ‘I didn’t even feel it. It just came out.’ ‘Don’t worry princess, it is just a small setback that is all. Let me get you cleaned up.’ Mark prepared a wash cloth and then wiped Chloe’s wet legs, vagina and bottom. Chloe resigned herself to the help and appreciated him taking control. ‘Come on princess,’ Mark took Chloe’s hand and led her back to the bedroom, he took out a fresh pair of leggings and knickers, ‘do you still want knickers?’ ‘Yes,’ she nodded, ‘I will do better.’ Chloe tried to look as certain as she could. Mark kissed Chloe on the forehead and then bent down, he slid her knickers up her legs and then did the same with the leggings. ‘This should make it a bit easier to get to use the toilet baby.’ Chloe smiled, ‘thank you.’ She let Mark continue to dress her and realised how much she enjoyed being taken care of in this way, he was so tender and always made sure that she was comfortable. ‘Mark finished dressing Chloe, gave her a cuddle and handed her some socks, ‘go on, off you go to the living room. I’m just going to clean up and then I will join you.’ ‘No. I should clean up.’ Chloe insisted. ‘It’s fine baby, you’ve had a stressful morning. Go and chill out.’ Chloe considered a further protest but Mark pointed to the door and gave her a look that meant any argument would be useless. Chloe took the socks and headed to the living room. Mark watched to make sure that Chloe was doing as she was told before following her down the hallway and into the bathroom, he took out the cleaning products and mopped up the cold pool of urine from the floor before picking up the wet clothes. Mark saw Chloe sat on the sofa as he passed a few minutes later with the wet clothes in the washing basket, he put the clothes into the washing machine and then went to join his wife on the sofa. ‘How are you doing princess?’ Mark put his arm around Chloe. ‘I’m okay,’ Chloe replied as she relaxed into the cuddle. ‘Do you think that I should set my phone alarm for every fifteen minutes?’ she asked. ‘I don’t think that will do much to help you baby, you can’t go running off to the toilet every quarter of an hour in the hope that you will need a wee. You might as well be back in nappies.’ ‘I need to do something. I’ve been out of nappies for 2 hours and I’ve already wet myself.’ ‘I told you that it will take a little time, you are going to have to concentrate hard. All of that coffee this morning won’t have helped.’ ‘I know. I drank too much. What do I do?’ Chloe seemed genuinely perplexed. ‘Well maybe we could get you some pull ups and work on reducing your fluids for a few days until you get the hang of it?’ ‘I don’t want pull ups!’ Chloe said forcefully, ‘I just want to be a normal twenty-year-old woman.’ ‘But Chloe, they will help is you have an accident.’ ‘No. I don’t want them.’ Chloe repeated a little firmer. ‘Okay but if you continue to have these big accidents then you will have to wear the pull ups or go back in a nappy. Do you understand?’ ‘Fine!’ Chloe spat, ‘if I have any more accidents I will wear the bloody pull ups. Happy?’ ‘Woah there, you need to calm yourself down. I am trying to help you and come up with some ways of stopping this place getting flooded with piss every half an hour.’ Mark regretted it as soon as he said it, ‘I’m sorry.’ He offered as she moved away from him. Chloe got up off the sofa, tears in her eyes, ‘YOU ARSEHOLE!’ she shouted. Mark made a grab for Chloe’s arm but she pulled it away and stormed off to the bedroom. Mark shook his hands in frustration and clenched his teeth, ‘idiot!’ he scalded himself. He heard Chloe slam the door the to the bedroom and wanted to go to her but thought the he should give her a little space. Mark was angry with himself but picked up his laptop and fired it up. Opening the browser, Mark began his search for ways to help Chloe’s incontinence issues but found that there was little that he could do; there was much more for Chloe to attempt herself. Mark read about limiting fluid intake and was interested to read about pelvic floor exercises which Chloe should be doing during pregnancy anyway; he saved the pages in a folder and printed out some information to keep before navigating to his favourite AB websites. Mark found many more topics about bladder retraining and started his own post about Chloe’s problems which he hoped would get sensible replies; as he switched to check his emails, the alarm on Chloe’s phone sounded. Mark closed his laptop, picked up the phone and went to the bedroom door: he knocked. ‘Chloe, can I come in?’ Chloe allowed Mark to enter the room, she was lying on the bed cuddling her favourite stuffed toy and looking incredibly upset. Mark felt awful, he slowly sat next to his wife and began to stroke her hair, ‘baby, I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to say what I did.’ Chloe sat up, ‘I know. I am just a little emotional that’s all.’ Mark gave Chloe a cuddle and kissed her forehead, ‘your alarm has gone off princess, you should go to the toilet.’ Chloe nodded, she put down her stuffed toy and shuffled down the hall to the bathroom; she pulled down her leggings and noticed that he knickers were a little damp but was satisfied that she had made it to the toilet. She pushed and heard a small trickle makes its way to the water, Mark heard his wife’s success as he passed outside the bathroom door but resisted the urge to congratulate her on making it, instead he went back to the sofa and was just logging back on to his laptop when Chloe appeared, ‘all okay princess?’ he asked. Chloe looked much happier and smiled, ‘yes, I actually made it to the toilet,’ she said proudly. She neglected to tell Mark about her slightly damp pants and joined him on the sofa, ‘what are you doing?’ ‘I’m just checking my emails and stuff baby,’ ‘Okay,’ said Chloe as she picked up the tablet, ‘I’m going to have another look at some houses.’ She quickly found the page and pictures that he bladder control had interrupted an hour before, she once again admired the features of a particular house, ‘Mark, I really love this house, can we go and see it?’ she turned the tablet towards him. Mark looked at the picture on the screen and liked what he saw, ‘of course we can princess, why don’t you submit a request to view it?’ Chloe squealed with excitement and quickly got to work filling in the online contact form, she felt a ping of excitement as she hit submit and sent it, ‘there, all done!’ ‘Good work baby,’ said Mark as he held up his hand for a high five, Chloe slapped it and they both laughed. Chloe picked up the TV remote and put her feet up on the sofa, Mark continued to look through the forums on his laptop as they settled themselves in for a relaxing afternoon. Chapter 5 ‘Chloe. Chloe. Wake up!’ Mark was shaking his sleeping wife, ‘come on baby, wake up.’ Mark shook her a little harder and Chloe started to rouse. ‘What…what…what time is it?’ Chloe asked through closed eyes. ‘It’s two in the morning princess, you’ve had a bit of an accident.’ Chloe opened her eyes, she felt the wetness immediately but had to confirm it by putting her hand on her pyjama bottoms. ‘oh no!’ she cried. ‘Don’t worry baby let’s get sorted.’ Mark got out of bed and pulled back the duvet to reveal the full extent of Chloe’s bedwetting, ‘you go and get changed and I will sort this.’ Chloe got up, she saw the huge wet patch where she had been lying and felt ashamed, ‘I’m sorry Mark, I didn’t mean to.’ ‘I know princess, you just get yourself cleaned up and we will sort everything out when I am done here.’ He gave Chloe a reassuring smile. Chloe picked up some fresh pyjamas and waddled down the hallway, her soaked trousers were already beginning to feel cold and she felt every bit a baby. She entered the bathroom and started to strip off her wet things, she was unsure about how long she had been wet or if it had only been one wetting. Chloe removed her pyjama top which was a little wet, she was about to slide her trousers down when she felt the inside of her thighs become warm once more, ‘oh shit!’ she called as she saw a familiar puddle forming at her feet, ‘what the fuck!’ ‘Are you alright in there?’ Mark didn’t wait for a reply and entered the bathroom to see his half naked wife standing by the toilet with a rapidly expanding puddle of wee around her feet. ‘I can’t stop it,’ Chloe croaked as she began to cry. ‘It’s fine baby, just take off your trousers when you are done and step to the side, I am just going to get the mop.’ Mark left Chloe still by the toilet helplessly emptying her bladder onto the floor. Chloe stood with her head in her hands as she felt the flow of urine finally stop and then slid the saturated trousers down her wet legs. The fresh pyjamas that she had dropped on the floor in shock had also been engulfed by the large puddle of wee now expanding across the bathroom floor. Chloe kicked her pyjama bottoms to the side and splashed her way into the bath, she could smell the stale urine on her skin and the fresh wetness that was cooling on her legs giving her goose bumps. Chloe turned on the shower and stepped into the warm jets of water, Mark returned a minute later. ‘Are you okay in there baby?’ he asked as he set to work mopping up the mess on the floor. ‘I’m fine. I will be out in a minute.’ ‘Okay princess, I am just mopping up and then I will wait for you in the bedroom. Mark quickly cleaned up the mess and then took Chloe’s wet clothes to the washing machine before returning to the bedroom to get her another set of fresh pyjamas; he also took out a Tena Slip and laid it on the bed. ‘What is that for?’ asked Chloe appearing in the door behind him. ‘It is just for tonight baby, one thing at a time princess, let’s concentrate on the daytime control first.’ Mark held eye contact with Chloe and gave her a look that showed that his mind would not be changed. Chloe felt upset and deflated, ‘I wanted to be a big girl,’ she sighed. ‘You can be princess but let’s give you a little bit of help.’ Chloe nodded and laid down on the bed at Mark’s invitation and waited to be put back into nappies. Mark made short work of getting her ready and playfully patted her bottom as she got back up off the bed, ‘there you go baby girl.’ Chloe smiled and for some reason felt a little better to be wearing her nappy again. If felt like she was safe, ‘Thank you daddy.’ ‘You are most welcome princess, now let’s get back to sleep.’ Mark and Chloe got back into the fresh bed and were soon ready to go back to sleep, Mark reached over to Chloe just as she began to fall asleep and whispered in her ear, ‘goodnight princess.’ ‘Goodnight daddy,’ replied Chloe. Chapter 6 Chloe woke the next morning feeling refreshed, she looked at the clock and saw that it was eleven AM. She rolled over to Mark and kissed him before snuggling into his arms then she remembered the nocturnal incident and reached down to touch her nappy- soaked- she was instantly relieved that Mark had made her wear it. Chloe gave a small sigh and snuggled in closer to Mark, she wondered if she was ever going to regain her control and recounted the last twenty-four hours in her head. She had managed to stay dry for all of the previous afternoon but she had gone to the toilet every fifteen minutes, her liquid intake had been reduced before bed but that hadn’t stopped a major accident overnight. Chloe scolded herself to do better, she had to concentrate and make sure that she was paying attention to her body; with a new determination to stay dry she felt a feeling that had all but disappeared over the last year: she needed to pee. Chloe quickly got out of bed and began to make her way to the door but by the time she had opened it, it was already too late as she felt her nappy becoming warm and getting wetter. ‘Are you okay baby?’ The sudden burst of activity had woken Mark. ‘Yes. I was just heading for a wee but…’ Chloe stopped and shrugged her shoulders. ‘Too late huh?’ ‘Yeah but I felt it this time at least.’ Chloe smiled. ‘Well that is much better, well done.’ Mark looked genuinely pleased for such little progress. Chloe laughed, ‘I’ve just got to actually get to the bathroom now.’ ‘It will happen, patience young lady.’ ‘I know.’ ‘Did you make it through the night dry?’ ‘Yes,’ Chloe lied, she wasn’t sure why she did it and was pretty sure that Mark knew that she was lying. ‘Excellent baby, well done.’ Chloe blushed, ‘thank you.’ ‘Do you want me to take your nappy off now my big grown up girl?’ ‘No, it is okay, I can do it.’ Chloe was certain that her lie would be found out if Mark saw the condition of her nappy close up. ‘Okay princess, I’m just going to lie here for a little bit. What are you up to?’ ‘I’m going to make some coffee and then take this nappy off and then…oh wait…I’ll be right back.’ Chloe felt the urge to poo and hurried off to the bathroom, surely her bowel control was okay? She entered the bathroom and ripped off her sodden nappy, she sat on the toilet and for the first time in months she pooped like an adult. Chloe was delighted with herself and smiled as she heard a small stream of urine hitting the water below. When she was finished, she rolled up the used nappy and put it in the bin before heading off to the kitchen. Mark heard his wife moving around the flat and assumed that her trip to the toilet was a success. Mark felt both proud of his wife but also disappointed that his baby girl wanted to be out of nappies. Mark laid on the bed thinking about his wife’s predicament when his Blackberry received a batch of messages, he reached over to the bedside table and looked at the screen. Twenty-six emails were unread with most of them sat in his AB related email account. Mark opened the mailbox. People had become very interested in Mark’s posts the previous day and many had chosen to offer their own advice on the situation. It became obvious to Mark as he read the replies that he should be the one to take charge of Chloe’s potty training; a big girl she may think she is but she was still his baby girl. Chapter 7 Chloe was sitting on the sofa as Mark entered the living room, she smiled as she saw him, ‘good morning.’ ‘Good morning princess, can I get you anything?’ ‘No thank you I’ve just had some toast.’ ‘Okay baby, I am just going to grab a cup of coffee and I’ll be back in a minute.’ Mark went to kitchen and noticed that Chloe had already made a pot of decaffeinated coffee for herself and prepared a caffeinated pot for him. Mark clicked the coffee machine into action and prepared himself for the talk that he was about to have with Chloe, he hoped that he would not upset her and watching the last drips of coffee make its way into the jug he took a deep breath before pouring a cup and heading back to his wife. ‘Hey baby, I’ve been thinking about your potty training.’ Chloe glared at Mark, ‘don’t call it that!’ ‘Why not? That is exactly what it is.’ ‘It’s not!’ Chloe snapped as she crossed her arm and huffed. ‘Now now, don’t you get grumpy with me. Hear me out.’ Chloe didn’t say anything, she sat in silence with her arms folded across her chest and not even making eye contact with Mark. ‘This is exactly why I have come to this decision.’ Chloe turned to face Mark, ‘What decision?’ ‘Well now that I have your attention, I will tell you.’ Mark sat on the sofa next to Chloe and pulled her on his knee; she instantly felt small and was ready to listen. Mark explained his idea. ‘You’ve been wearing nappies for almost nine months now and you have gotten so used to it that you seem to have undone your potty training. We need to redo it, going to the toilet every half an hour is not going to help you much so I have removed the alarm from your phone.’ Chloe looked to make an objection but Mark quickly shushed her. ‘Just hear what I have to say baby,’ Chloe resumed her listening position, ‘I think that the best way for me to help you is to potty train you like a toddler.’ Mark let the sentence hang for a few moments, Chloe thought for those few seconds, ‘what do you mean?’ she eventually asked. ‘Well, you’ve been in a toddler mindset for so long that I think that you will respond really well to being potty trained as one too. I am going to go out and buy some pull-ups, your knickers will be going back in the wardrobe and you will get them back if your potty training is successful.’ ‘Oh Mark please. I don’t want to.’ Chloe pleaded. ‘I won’t hear it Chloe, you went through four pairs of knickers yesterday, not to mention a set of bedclothes and I know that your nappy was soaked before you even woke up this morning.’ Chloe was shocked, ‘It wasn’t! I was dry until I had the accident by the door.’ Mark gave Chloe a knowing look, ‘lying is not a good start, I’d already checked your nappy when I woke up an hour or so before you got up and I also removed your thumb from your mouth.’ Mark stared at Chloe. Chloe felt embarrassed, ‘sorry,’ she whispered. ‘I will let it slide this time but if you lie to me like that again then you are going to get a sound spanking. Do you understand?’ Chloe didn’t care for this turn of events, Mark had never spanked her before and she had never considered it as being part of their relationship, ‘I understand,’ she said. ‘Good, and as we are on the subject of bedtime, you will continue to wear nappies for bed until we have your daytime control sorted out.’ ‘Okay,’ Chloe said, she knew that this was a good idea. ‘So you will wear pull-ups through the day and nappies at night, I will be limiting your drinks and will be telling you to go to the toilet when I think you have waited too long. I will check your pull-up before and after each trip to the bathroom.’ ‘So you are going to carry on treating me like a baby?’ Chloe said indignantly. ‘Not a baby no. I’m going to treat you like a toddler who needs her daddy’s help to complete her potty training.’ ‘So what if I don’t agree?’ Chloe demanded. ‘Then no potty training. You choose, potty training my way or back to nappies full time?’ Chloe had not expected this ultimatum and felt a sense of injustice, ‘why can’t I just do this myself my way?’ ‘It has not been the most successful twenty-four hours doing it your way has it?’ ‘It’s been one day. I am going to do better today.’ ‘Chloe, I am trying to help you. I think that training you this way will be more successful.’ ‘But you are putting me back in nappies,’ Chloe moaned. ‘Only overnight, you will have your pull-ups through the day.’ ‘They are still nappies,’ Chloe sulked. ‘They are big girl pants with a little added protection that’s all.’ ‘I don’t need them. I can do it on my own. I..I..’ Chloe stopped midsentence as she felt her crotch become warm followed quickly by her bottom, ‘oh not again!’ her bladder betrayed her as she was making her plea to be a big girl. Mark felt his leg becoming wetter and wetter as Chloe completely emptied her bladder into his lap. ‘You were saying.’ Chloe’s eyes teared up, ‘it’s not my fault,’ she cried. Mark pulled her into a cuddle as she continued to pee and kissed her, ‘you know, I know that you don’t like this but I am so turned on right now.’ Mark took Chloe’s hand and guided it to the bulge in his trousers, ‘see?’ Chloe looked at her husband through teary eyes, she knew such accidents were a great turn on for him and any feelings of failure drifted away as she stopped peeing. ‘mmm, daddy likes his wet girl huh?’ ‘Oh you have no idea,’ Mark scooped Chloe up and carried her to the bedroom, he stood her up and helped her to remove her wet clothes before guiding her onto the bed. Mark stripped off his own wet trousers and then joined his wife on the bed and kissed her passionately whilst running his right hand up her right leg and then onto her wet vagina. Chloe was slightly confused by her feelings as the shame of her accident became and intense feeling of arousal. Mark ran his finger over Chloe’s vagina lips before gently teasing her clitoris. Chloe moaned in agreement, she felt Mark’s fingers begin to expertly explore her vagina and then enter, he quickly guided his fingers to the sweetest of spots and massaged. Chloe tilted her head back as she began to enjoy the sensations, Mark took the opportunity to kiss her neck and throat as his fingers continued to work. Chloe was not sure why she was so turned on after such an embarrassing accident but she was nonetheless delighted with the attention that she was receiving because of it. She felt a wave of pleasure building and becoming more intense as Mark continued to massage deep inside her vagina and with a loud groan she climaxed. Mark, his hand beginning to cramp, kissed Chloe once more, he kissed her lips and then moved down to her neck, then chest, then tummy and then the bare skin of her smooth vagina. Mark inched his way down kissing and licking each of the lips of Chloe’s vagina before teasing her still sensitive clitoris with the very tip of his tongue. Chloe fell back and enjoyed the sensations between her legs, she felt Mark’s tongue continue to explore and caress and could feel that she was close to climaxing for a second time when he slipped a finger back inside her vagina. Chloe was overwhelmed by the sensations in her groin and unconsciously pushed herself into Mark’s face which brought her to a shuddering climax. Mark heard Chloe’s moans and retreated, he gently kissed the top of her vagina and then moved his way up her body and finally up to her neck once more. Chloe reached down and grabbed Mark’s erect penis and began to rub. Mark moaned and continued to kiss Chloe’s neck as she increased the speed and concentrated hard on pleasing her husband. She sat up, grabbed the base of Mark’s fully erect penis and opened her mouth. Chloe continued to suck on Mark’s penis and caress his testicles as he took his turn to squirm on the bed. In Mark’s hyper-aroused state, it didn’t take long until he filled Chloe’s mouth which she duly swallowed and then collapsed on the bed. Chapter 8 Mark woke a few hours later, his stomach indicated that his lack of food was becoming unacceptable. Chloe had crawled next to him and was sleeping soundly, he reached down and found the sheets around her wet, just as he thought, and thought better of waking her immediately. Mark carefully and quietly slipped out of bed and headed down the hallway to the bathroom, once he relieved himself, he made his way back to the bedroom. Chloe’s thumb had found its way to her mouth again and he looked at his wife lying on the bed, she was in the foetal position and the light sheet that fell over her revealed the tiny bump that housed their unborn child. Mark couldn’t help but smile, he felt so very proud of his wife and also knew that she would be embarrassed to wake up wet again. Mark quietly opened the cupboard and retrieved a Tena slip, he opened it and laid it on the bed before gently shaking Chloe’s shoulder, ‘Chloe… Chloe baby wake up.’ Chloe made some moaning noises so he shook her again, ‘come on princess, time to wake up.’ Chloe moved a little more and suddenly jumped, her eyes opened wide and her hands thrust down towards the wet patch around her, ‘oh no not again!’ ‘Hey there, it is fine. It is my fault for letting you fall asleep without your nappy on.’ ‘I’m sorry Mark.’ Chloe said tearfully. ‘No worries baby, it is to be expected when you sleep.’ Chloe smiled a nervous smile and sat up, she spotted the fresh nappy lying on the bed, ‘what’s that for?’ she pointed. ‘Oh yes. I was thinking before that you can start your potty training tomorrow. You can spend the rest of the day in nappies, we will pop out and get you some pull ups and your big grown-up potty training can begin tomorrow. Deal?’ Mark held out his hand. Chloe looked at Mark’s outstretched hand, she wanted to reject his proposal and prove him wrong but she knew that she stood little chance of getting through the rest of the day dry. She finally took Mark’s hand, shook it and said, ‘deal, but just until tomorrow.’ ‘Good girl, now lie back down and we will get you all sorted.’ Chloe followed Mark’s instructions and took up her familiar position on the bed ready to be put in a nappy. Mark made quick work of putting on the nappy and then handed Chloe a fresh t-shirt, ‘okay baby, pop your t-shirt on and go and watch TV whilst I make some yummy lunch.’ ‘Okay daddy,’ said Chloe instantly feeling like the toddler that she had spent so much of her life being. She sat up and pulled the t-shirt over her head, she felt comfortable to be wearing a nappy again and hadn’t realised that she would miss hearing the crinkle quite so much. Chloe waddled down the hallway and jumped onto the sofa, Mark had switched on the TV and she quickly became engrossed in cartoons. Mark saw Chloe lying on the sofa as he returned to the bedroom to strip the bed again, on his way back to the kitchen he noticed the tell-tale blue stripe of the wetness indicator on Chloe’s nappy. Mark smiled to himself and knew that Chloe was unlikely to be aware that she had even wet her nappy again. Chloe continued to lie on the sofa watching TV, her thumb had made its way to her mouth again and she was feeling incredibly small. As the cartoons from her real childhood continued to play on the screen, Chloe felt the familiar feeling in her tummy that she needed to poop, she shifted a little and realised that her nappy was already wet. Chloe was shocked that she hadn’t noticed and wondered if she should walk to the bathroom to use the toilet but she didn’t want to miss the cartoon so she decided to hold it, practice for the following day she thought. She could feel more pressure building and heard her tummy groan, she stood up from the sofa and clenched her bottom but it did nothing to alleviate the pain. Without thinking, Chloe squatted and pushed, she felt her nappy filling at the back and her bladder release a fresh wetting into the thirsty padding; she looked just like a toddler squatting in front of the TV as she completely filled her nappy. When she was finished, Chloe felt a little guilty about not trying to go to the toilet but she wondered how far she would have gone before messing her nappy anyway; she had very little warning and made a mental note to deal with any bathroom urges immediately from the following day. The fact that her nappy was now wet and messy did not bother Chloe in the slightest, she had performed the same ritual daily for the last nine months and she sat back on the sofa feeling the warm mush spread across her nappy. Mark entered the room to see Chloe sat on the sofa sucking her thumb and he could smell the evidence of a freshly filled nappy. ‘Lunch time princess,’ he called without acknowledging the obvious messy nappy. Chloe hadn’t heard Mark enter the room and immediately pulled her thumb from her mouth, ‘okay daddy.’ Mark returned to the kitchen to collect the soup that he had prepared and Chloe was seated when he returned. Mark placed the pan on the trivet in the middle of the table, picked up the ladle and filled Chloe’s bowl with steaming hot tomato soup. Chloe held her hair back as she leaned forward to smell the soup, ‘mmm, delicious.’ ‘I’m glad you like it princess. Let me help you with your bib.’ Before Chloe could object, Mark had moved behind her and was tying a bib in place around her neck, ‘do you have anything to tell me princess?’ Chloe knew that he wanted her to tell him that she had messed her nappy, ‘no,’ she lied. ‘Are you sure?’ ‘Yep.’ ‘Would you like to tell me what that smell is?’ Mark moved back to his own seat. Chloe smirked, ‘tomato soup?’ she said quietly. Mark smiled and shook his head, ‘if my tomato soup smells that bad then I think that we are both in trouble. How about the other smell baby girl, can you tell daddy why he thinks that he might have a nappy to change after lunch?’ Chloe felt her face go red and seemed to shrink into her shoulders, ‘I’ve messed my nappy.’ She said shyly. ‘Yes you have my little stinker. Daddy will sort you out after lunch.’ Mark picked up his spoon and scooped up some soup from his bowl. ‘Okay daddy.’ ‘We will get you all cleaned up and then take you out to buy some special potty training pants after lunch shall we?’ Chloe felt herself becoming excited, ‘yes, yes, yes.’ She bounced feeling more of a baby than ever as she felt her bottom sliding around in the mess of her nappy. Chapter 9 Chloe stood before the shelves that presented the feminine hygiene products and assessed the packages on display, she had never paid too much attention to them before but they posed quite a dilemma. Mark was stood beside her, he had picked up a pack of Tena pull-ups and was reading the back of them like it was the most normal thing in the world. ‘I think that these would be best for you and look they have pretty patterns on them.’ Mark held the pack out for Chloe. Chloe grabbed the pack from Mark’s hands and threw them into the trolley, ‘okay, can we go now?’ she urged, ‘I really need to be changed.’ She added in an urgent whisper. Mark smiled, ‘okay grumpy, we will just get some milk and then we will be off.’ Chloe followed Mark as he wandered off with the trolley, the messy nappy that had already endured lunch was now reaching its capacity, she was grateful for the plastic pants that Mark had made her wear but several more wettings once they had entered the supermarket were making Chloe worried about humiliating herself in public. Mark continued to forge ahead and was already standing by the milk, he picked up and large carton and placed it in the trolley, ‘all done,’ he said, ‘let’s go.’ The couple weaved their way through the aisle and found an empty checkout, Mark loaded the shopping onto the conveyor belt and made sure that the pull-ups were a little hidden from view so as not to embarrass Chloe any further. Chloe had convinced herself that the checkout operator would ask questions about the pull-ups and would instantly know that they were for her and that she was standing in a wet and messy nappy complete with plastic pants. Chloe’s heart was beating very fast as the blue package inched closer to the scanner but then, with no hesitation, the lady scanned the pull-ups and passed them to Mark for bagging. Chloe felt more relaxed as the cashier announced the total and Mark paid with his debit card, she helped to push the trolley out to the car. ‘Are you okay?’ Mark asked as they crossed the car park. ‘I am fine. That was so embarrassing.’ ‘But you’ve been in there lots of times wearing your nappy.’ ‘Yes but never when buying them too.’ Mark chuckled,’ come on stinky baby, get into the car whilst I put the shopping in.’ Chloe blushed, ‘Mark!’ she shouted as she punched his arm. Chloe did as she was told and sat in the passenger seat of the car, she felt the cold wetness of her nappy as her bottom made contact with the cushion. Mark returned to the car, opened the passenger door once more and clicked Chloe’s seatbelt into place before getting into the car himself. As Mark started the car and began to drive away, Chloe found her mind wandering, she thought about how dependent she had become over the last nine months, how she did very little for herself now and how much she felt like a giant toddler. She wondered if her impending potty training would work and if she would ever be able to wear real knickers again. In her thoughtfulness, her hand drifted to the small bump in her tummy and she began to think about her unborn child. Mark noticed the vacant expression on Chloe’s face, ‘what are you thinking about over there?’ ‘Oh just things.’ ‘What sort of things?’ ‘Just baby things mostly.’ Mark reached over and patted Chloe’s tummy, ‘are you nervous?’ ‘I’m petrified. It all seems so scary.’ ‘Oh baby it will all be okay, I’ll be there all the way and your mum will be there to help too.’ ‘I know, It’s just. It’s so crazy. Everybody says that it is so painful and that everything changes.’ ‘It can’t be that painful or people wouldn’t have more than open child.’ ‘It’s alright for you!’ Chloe snapped, ‘you don’t have to do it!’ Mark was a little taken aback by Chloe’s abruptness, ‘I’m sorry.’ They sat in silence for the remainder of the journey and even as Mark pulled up outside the flat, Chloe exited the car and went inside without speaking a word. Mark gathered up the shopping and took it inside, he put it on the dining table and went to find his wife. Chloe was lying on the bed cuddling her teddy as Mark entered the bedroom, she wasn’t crying but looked upset. Mark sat next to her, ‘hey now,’ he stroked her hair, ‘you are going to be fine. We’ll go to classes, talk to other people and I’ll help you to get through it all in one piece. We should be enjoying this and be really excited about meeting our son or daughter. Chloe I love you so much and I am so proud of you.’ Mark leaned over and kissed her head, ‘I’m here for you.’ Chloe smiled, ‘I know. I just get so scared sometimes but you are right, we will get through it together and be the best parents in the world.’ Chloe sat up and accepted the hug from her husband, ‘thank you,’ she said. ‘Hey there is no need to thank me it is what I am here for,’ Marked squeezed her tight, ‘now let’s get you changed so I can put the shopping away.’ Chloe nodded, she left Mark’s embrace and took up her usual position. Mark retrieved Chloe’s changing supplies and slid a pink changing mat under her bottom before removing her trousers and plastic pants. Mark peeled back each of the tapes of the nappy and pulled down the front to reveal the mess that now covered most of Chloe’s skin. Carefully, he took baby wipes and began to clean the mess paying close attention to Chloe’s vagina and making sure that she was completely clean before taping a fresh nappy in place. Mark rolled up the well-used Tena slip and placed it into four nappy sacks, he tied each one and then let the package fall to the floor with a thud. ‘Trousers or no trousers baby?’ ‘Trousers please.’ Mark helped Chloe to put on her trousers, gave her a final hug and patted her padded bottom, ‘I’m going to miss that sound.’ He lamented. Chapter 10 The autumn sun had just begun to light up the bedroom as Chloe woke up, stretched and looked at the clock: seven am. Mark was not in bed and, given that it was Monday morning, he was likely to be answering emails and booking appointments. Chloe felt the familiar feeling of a wet nappy between her legs and the morning sickness that had become a regular, thankfully not constant, feature of her early pregnancy. Chloe settled back into her favoured foetal position and slowly closed her eyes, she knew that her alarm would soon demand that she get up and be ready to start the day. It was on mornings like this that she was glad to work from home, Mark’s company was doing well and she had become very good at managing his customer database and keeping the accounts straight. Chloe continued to snooze and soon her thumb was back in her mouth, she could feel herself drifting back off to sleep when her alarm began its morning cadence; she reached over and hit the snooze button before sitting up and swinging her legs out of bed. She rubbed her eyes and was pleased that her sickness had not worsened, she stood up and immediately felt her bladder release a steady stream of urine into waiting nappy. ‘Damn!’ she cursed. Today was to be the first day of Chloe’s potty training, she wanted to get off to a good start but the wet nappy hanging low between her legs showed that it hadn’t been the best start to being a big girl. Chloe headed down the hallway and saw Mark at the dining table with his coffee and laptop, he looked up as he heard her, ‘good morning princess. How is my big girl this morning?’ ‘Good morning daddy, I am good. Can I get you some coffee?’ Mark drained the remaining coffee from his cup and held it out for Chloe, ‘yes please baby, I will have another.’ As Chloe took the cup from his hand, he reached under her nightdress and found the heavy nappy hanging from her hips, ‘wow, somebody is a wet little girl.’ Chloe pulled away, ‘it is not that wet.’ ‘If you say so princess,’ Mark teased. ‘It’s not!’ Chloe spat and then stuck out her tongue as she entered the kitchen. Mark went back to work but was a little distracted by Chloe’s obvious failure to control her bladder, he knew that she had wet after she had woken and was looking forward to the day ahead, ‘are you ready for your potty training princess?’ he shouted. Chloe couldn’t help but be slightly embarrassed by the question but shouted back, ‘yes daddy,’ as she continued to make coffee; she selected a smaller-than-usual cup for her own liquids as she considered the day ahead. Chloe watched the coffee machine dripping steadily into the pot which made her feel like she needed to use the toilet but she couldn’t possible need to go again so soon after the thorough soaking that she had just given her nappy. A few moments later the last of the coffee dribbled into the pot and Chloe was able to finish preparing the drinks. Every slight sound of dripping liquid seemed to make Chloe think that she needed to go to the toilet but with a deep breath she put it out of her mind and crinkled her way back to the table to join Mark. ‘Are you looking forward to today baby?’ Mark asked as she put the cup down in front of him. ‘I am,’ said Chloe, ‘but I am a little nervous.’ ‘Well let’s just take it slowly and see how things go, don’t forget that you will have your pull-up in case of any little accidents.’ ‘Can I go to the toilet anytime I want to?’ ‘Of course you can baby but no setting alarms.’ ‘And I can change my own pull-up if I need to?’ ‘Yes you can but no changing them if they are only slightly wet, that packet needs to last until Wednesday when our normal delivery comes.’ Chloe knew that Mark was referring to the monthly shipment of Tena that had steadily increased from a single case to now three cases per month. ‘I thought that I was only wearing nappies for bed?’ Chloe said defensively. ‘You are baby. The three cases will last a long time if you don’t have to be in nappies full time, I’ve added a case of pull-ups and I can always cancel the order for next month.’ Chloe thought about this for a moment and could see that Mark’s logic was sound but she couldn’t help feeling that he was expecting her to fail. ‘So how many days do I have to stay dry before I can have normal underwear?’ Mark had given this very little thought, he was convinced that Chloe would soon grow tired of trying to potty train and he would have his happily padded girl back once more. ‘I am thinking that two weeks is probably a good length of time. You have to be dry every day for two weeks and then I will give you your knickers back.’ ‘What about the night time nappy?’ ‘Let’s cross that bridge when we come to it.’ ‘So two weeks and I’m free of nappies through the day?’ Mark nodded. ‘Easy!’ Chloe confidently blurted out. ‘Oh you think so huh?’ ‘Yep. I am going to have my knickers back before you know it and then I am going to stop wearing bedtime nappies too.’ ‘Now that sounds like fighting talk to me baby. You talk the talk but can you walk the walk?’ ‘Bring it on!’ shouted Chloe as she held her fists up in a pugilistic pose. ‘Right then. Let the day in pull-ups begin!’ Mark gestured for Chloe to follow him. Chapter 11 Chloe sat at the dining table working on her laptop, Mark was out at a customer’s house and so she was working through his diary and sorting out the rest of his appointments for the week. Since the wedding, Mark’s business was growing steadily, he had a number of contracts with local businesses and a regular stream of private customers. Chloe shifted her bottom in her seat as she continued to click around Outlook, she was enjoying the thinner feel of the pull-ups and felt like she was wearing underwear that was a little more grown up than usual. As she was amending a spreadsheet, Chloe became aware of the need to pee. Like a spring-loaded toy, she shot up from the chair and quickly made her way to the toilet. The urge to go did not increase as she entered the bathroom and sat on the toilet, she heard the first drips hit the water in the toilet and smiled as it became a stream. Chloe looked down at the pull-up around her ankles and was overjoyed to see it still completely dry. It had been a successful morning so far for Chloe, she had not had a single accident and this was her fourth visit to the toilet. Chloe sent Mark a text message with news of her success as she took up her seat at the dining table once more. Mark’s appointments were arranged and Chloe was happy to see that he could take the afternoon off providing Mrs Stanistreet did not need him for too much longer, the rest of the week looked pretty busy and she would be spending most of it on her own. Mark replied with a smiley face as Chloe was checking through emails, she instantly felt like she had done something good and was congratulating herself when an email arrived from the estate agents. Chloe excitedly opened the message and read: Mr and Mrs Trimble, You are very welcome to view 47 Yew Tree Avenue; can you attend an appointment at 6:30pm this Thursday? Regards, Rick Hastings Chloe switched windows and checked Mark’s diary again. It was possible. She hit the reply button on the email and confirmed that they would be happy to attend the appointment. Chloe added the viewing appointment to the diary and then couldn’t help but look at the pictures of the house once more. She could imagine their lives in such a beautiful property and smiled as she saw the slide in the large garden, her hand had drifted to her bump as she was dreaming and without realising it she was lovingly stroking her tummy. Chloe’s daydream was rudely interrupted by the incessant trill of the phone. It was her mum. Helen started the phone call with the customary accusation that Chloe did not call her enough but soon the two women were chatting about lots of different things and Chloe had made herself a large cup of tea to sit and listen to her mother talk about friends, neighbours, celebrities and her father. ‘I was telling your father that you do far too much for a girl in your condition.’ Helen repeated for the tenth time in the call. ‘Mum I’m fine, Mark looks after me and I just sit here doing his accounts and stuff,’ ‘Yes but Chloe I don’t like you being on your own all day.’ ‘I am not on my own all day mum. Mark comes home all the time and…’ Chloe felt the need to use the toilet again, ‘I need to go mum. I will call you back.’ Helen insisted the Chloe stay on the phone and said that she wouldn’t call back. ‘But mum I will call you back straight away, I promise.’ Chloe felt her urge increase. ‘Okay Chloe but let me just say…’ Chloe interrupted her mum, ‘I really need to go mum. I have to wee.’ ‘Oh well off you go you silly thing, a girl in your condition shouldn’t be holding it for too long or there might be an accident. Remember when…’ ‘MUM!’ Chloe interjected, ‘I’m going. Goodbye.’ Chloe hung up the phone and trotted down the hallway trying to unbutton her jeans on the way. She entered the bathroom and shoved her jeans and pull-up down her legs as she sat on the toilet. A torrent of urine hit the water and Chloe was so relieved to have made it to the toilet, she looked down at her pull-up and saw that it was only slightly damp. ‘Well look at my big girl sitting on the toilet.’ Mark stood in the doorway smiling at his wife. ‘I didn’t hear you come in.’ Chloe finished on the toilet and replaced her pull-up and jeans, the padding was a little thicker now but she still felt grown up, she told Mark about the phone call from her mum and how it had nearly caused her to have an accident. Mark told her how proud he was and Chloe congratulated herself on a successful morning of potty training. Chapter 12 Chloe woke up and looked at the clock, it was 6:30 and still an hour before her alarm was due to sound. Mark was still asleep beside her and she snuggled into him, she felt the usual bulk of a wet nappy between her legs but did not feel too disappointed. It had been a successful twenty-four hours for Chloe and she realised that it had been the first day that she had managed to stay dry since she had moved in with Mark. Snuggling in closer to her husband, Chloe felt the urge to pee but allowed herself to wet her nappy as she drifted back into a snooze. An hour later the alarm clock insisted that Chloe get out of bed and she sleepily threw off the covers before standing up. Like the previous morning, the urge to pee hit Chloe strong as she stood up and each step towards the bathroom seemed to make it worse. She waddled down the hallway hearing the crinkle of her nappy all the way and stood outside the bathroom door. Mark was in the shower and had locked the door. Chloe rattled the handle. ‘I’ll be out in a minute baby.’ He called through the door. Chloe didn’t answer and wondered if she should wait at the door or go back to bed. Suddenly, the feeling of needing to pee disappeared and Chloe could hear the urine gushing out of her and into her nappy which was already soaked; she could feel the wetness escape from the leg bands and start to explore the absorbency of her pyjama bottoms. Chloe rubbed her face and sighed, the flow of urine slowed and she was grateful that there was not a puddle at her feet. She heard the shower stop and Mark opened the door. ‘Good morning pr… oh!’ He noticed Chloe’s condition. ‘This doesn’t count.’ She immediately defended. ‘No problem baby, mornings are bound to be difficult.’ Mark leaned over and kissed his wife. ‘I would have been fine if you hadn’t been in there.’ ‘Welcome back to the big girl world of having to queue for the toilet.’ Chloe stuck out her tongue, ‘smart arse.’ She sneered. Mark laughed, ‘you go and get sorted and I will make the coffee.’ He left Chloe standing in her wet pyjamas and went to the kitchen. Chloe watched her husband go down the hallway and then waddled into the bathroom, she closed the door behind her and looked down at her legs. The dark patch had spread a little but was still only down to her knees- she had been in worse states- Chloe slid her pyjamas down her legs and looked at the soaked nappy hanging heavily between her thighs, it was now a dull yellow colour and small beads of wee were evident at the leg gatherings. Chloe untapped the nappy and let it fall to the floor with a thud, she left it and sat on the toilet; she sat and pushed a little to see if she needed to pee anymore. The smell of stale urine on her skin had become so familiar over the past few months, she tried to remember what it was like to wake up dry and be able to keep her underwear completely dry all day but it had been a whirlwind year in which she had become so reliant upon nappies and she found herself wondering- not for the first time- how she had managed to lose control so quickly. Chloe had accepted without question that she belonged in nappies, she thought back to the night of her and Mark’s first date when she had wet herself outside the restaurant and then how she played along to wet herself for him again and how he had put her in a nappy for the first time; it was as though he has tapped a part of her psyche that she didn’t even know existed. Chloe had been shocked when she found herself enjoying being in a nappy and was even more amazed when she started to feel aroused by the wet padding pressing against her vagina, Mark had given her so much praise for wearing nappies and she had the most amazing orgasms when she was wearing nappies. Chloe began to think that she enjoyed nappies more than she realised and wondered if she really wanted to give them up. Mark finished making coffee and returned to the bedroom, he made the bed and opened up the curtains before choosing himself some clothes to wear for the day ahead. He placed a fresh pull-up on the bed for Chloe, he couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed with his wife’s success the previous day and hoped that it hadn’t showed when he praised her at bedtime for staying dry for the entire day. Mark smiled as he recalled how happy Chloe had been when he called her a clever girl as he was putting her in her bedtime nappy and remembered how she had seemed relieved to be thickly padded once again. Mark took out a small black book from his bedside table and began to write: Day 1: Pull-up through the day (slightly wet at bedtime), put in night time nappy around 9pm and soaked overnight with a slight leak in the morning. ‘What are you writing?’ Chloe asked from the doorway. ‘Oh nothing baby. I’m just keeping a little record of your training.’ Chloe looked puzzled, ‘why on earth are you doing that weirdo?’ Mark shifted uncomfortably, ‘oh no reason, I just need to keep a record.’ ‘Okay weirdo.’ ‘Now that is not very nice. I might give you a special prize if do well.’ ‘Whatever weirdo,’ Chloe teased. Mark dived across the bed and grabbed Chloe’s arm, he pulled her onto the bed, ripped off her towel and tickled her under the arms. Chloe burst into laughter and begged him to stop, ‘please stop…pl…please.’ Mark stopped tickling his wife and looked into her eyes, she leaned forward and kissed him. Mark began to move his hands over Chloe’s naked body and was soon kissing her neck and breasts. Chloe grabbed at Mark’s back and felt herself becoming wet. Mark continued to kiss his wife’s breasts and was slowly inching his way down her body where he noticed how wet she was. Chloe could feel herself moving her hips around and responding to the gentle kisses on her skin. Mark inched closer to Chloe’s smooth vagina- she had obviously just shaved in the shower- and began to kiss her inner thighs before using his tongue to massage the sensitive lips. Chloe pushed her hips towards him and grabbed the back of his head, she forced him forwards and felt his tongue run up her vagina and stop at her clitoris which he sucked. Chloe pulled his head into her once more. Mark noted Chloe’s enthusiasm and grabbed the top of her thighs so that he could take more control, she thrust his tongue deep into her vagina and ran it upward once more toward her clitoris, Chloe let go of his head and grabbed at the sheets. Mark concentrated on her clitoris and could feel the small muscle harden as he continued to tease it with his lips and tongue. Chloe continued to push her hips into him and ached to have him inside her. ‘I need you inside me now!’ she demanded. Mark heard the demand and began to inch his kisses back up her body, his own towel had loosened and fell off his hips. As he reached Chloe’s neck, he positioned himself between her legs and thrust his fully erect penis into her waiting vagina. Chloe moaned with pleasure as she felt her husband enter her and passionately grabbed at his back and shoulders. Mark continued to thrust his hips and increased the speed. Suddenly, Chloe pushed his shoulders and he allowed her to ease him onto his back. Chloe stood over Mark with her legs apart, grabbed his penis and lowered herself onto it. Mark looked into Chloe’s eyes and held onto her hands as she rocked back and forth until she brought him to a climax and collapse onto his chest. The young couple lay together for a few minutes, Mark was stroking the base of Chloe’s back when he heard his phone chime with a reminder of his first appointment. ‘Oh I wish that I didn’t need to work today.’ ‘Me too,’ said Chloe sleepily. Mark slowly manoeuvred his wife off him and got up from the bed. He picked up the pull-up, ‘don’t forget your pull-up baby,’ he reminded. ‘Of course not daddy.’ Mark picked up his towel, ‘I’m going to the bathroom. Does my big girl need a wee-wee before I go?’ Chloe blushed at Mark’s babyish tone, ‘Marrrk!’ she sang. Mark laughed and headed off down the hallway leaving Chloe on the bed. Chapter 13 Chloe waited in line at the post office with what seemed like every pensioner in the area, she was looking through emails on her phone and cursing her decision to do this at lunch time. It had been another successful morning of potty training at home and Chloe felt brave enough to make the short journey out without a nappy for the first time in a long time; she had made sure to use the toilet before she left and knew that she would be no longer than an hour. The queue was barely moving and that time frame had already passed and Chloe was concerned that she would need to pee soon. Mark was at the offices of a local taxi firm setting up a new computer system to help them to take bookings via an app, he had received a text from Chloe earlier to tell him about the planned trip to the post office and was intending to join her at home for lunch when she got back. Mark was initially surprised that Chloe felt brave enough to go out without a nappy, he had thought that it would take her some time before she felt confident enough to be away from a toilet. As he awaited her text to say she was back, Mark couldn’t help but wonder is she would be dry when he checked her pull-up. Chloe looked at her watch and saw that she had been queueing for the last forty-five minutes, she was now in third position and would soon be at the counter. She was reading one of the many leaflets on offer when she got the first urge to pee. Chloe’s first reaction was to panic, she was not sure if she could hold it for a significant amount of time and considered leaving. Suddenly, the two people in front of her were called to the counter and Chloe was sure to look crazy if she left now; she knew that there was a public toilet around the corner and she decided to head straight there after conducting her business. She saw and old lady move to the side of one of the windows and anticipated the cashier calling for the next customer but to her dismay ‘position closed’ illuminated on the sign above. ‘Counter number six please.’ The voice called. Chloe quickly made her way to her assigned window and handed the cashier a large envelope, ‘first-class please.’ She requested. As Chloe watched the cashier tapping at her keyboard she could feel the pressure building in her bladder, she silently urged the woman to speed up the transaction. ‘That will be £1.27.’ demanded that cashier. Chloe nodded in agreement and showed the woman her bank card before sliding it into the machine. The desperation increased. Chloe looked down at the small screen and waited for the instructions to enter her PIN, finally the screen requested it and Chloe speedily entered the PIN. ‘It’s been declined.’ Said the cashier with a sigh. ‘Oh,’ she looked in her purse and realised that she was using the wrong card, ‘I’m sorry, try this one.’ The cashier indicated that Chloe should place it in the machine and tapped at her keyboard once more. Chloe’s desperation was now critical, she crossed her legs and bounced slightly as she waited for the instruction to enter her PIN. Once again she speedily entered the PIN when the instruction came and she looked at the tiny screen willing the transaction complete message to be displayed. Chloe was desperately fighting to stop an accident happening and watched as the till spat out a receipt, as the cashier removed the paper, Chloe felt another wave of pressure hit her fatigued muscles and was powerless to stop the first spurt of urine soak into her pull-up. The spurt soon turned into a steady stream and Chloe could feel her pull-up swell and then fail, wetness was now spreading down both of her legs and her eyes filled with tears as she saw ‘transaction complete’ on the tiny screen; she collected her receipt and walked away from the counter still flooding her pull-up and knowing that everybody could see the humiliating accident. Chloe fell back against the window outside and felt the hot tears trickle down her face as her bladder finally stopped expelling its contents. ‘Are you okay there my love?’ An older man asked as he approached Chloe. Chloe looked at the man and burst into tears. ‘Oh hey there,’ the man hugged Chloe, ‘come one.’ He handed her a handkerchief, ‘dry those tears.’ Chloe took the handkerchief and noticed the identification hanging around the man’s neck, he was a taxi driver. ‘Can I get you home my darling?’ offered the man. Chloe shook her head, ‘I couldn’t do that,’ she sniffed, ‘I’d ruin your seat.’ ‘Don’t you work about that. I’ve got a big blanket in the boot, you can sit on that if you don’t mind a few dog hairs.’ Chloe smiled through her tears, ‘only if you are sure.’ ‘Not a problem my love,’ The driver pointed at a cab in the taxi rank nearby, he opened the boot and took out a large red blanket which he laid on the back seat, ‘hop in.’ he instructed. Chloe climbed into the car and felt her pull up release more wetness as she sat on the blanket. The driver closed the door and then hopped into the driver’s seat, he started the car and picked up his radio. ‘Dispatch this is car forty-seven.’ ‘What is it Joe?’ the radio replied. ‘I’m going off duty for an hour, got a good deed to do.’ ‘More damsels in distress Joe?’ the dispatcher laughed. ‘Very funny. Just a poor kid who has had a bit of a tough morning that it all.’ ‘Roger that Joe. Do you have a destination?’ ‘Where are we off my love?’ Joe called to Chloe. ‘Um Flat 2 Acorn Court please.’ ‘Dispatch I am off to Acorn Court. Flat 2. Over.’ Mark dropped the cables that he had been holding as he heard his own address over the radio; he fumbled for his phone and called Chloe. ‘Mark, it’s you.’ Chloe said as she answered the phone, ‘oh Mark I..’ she began to cry. ‘I’ll be right there princess.’ Mark made his apologies to the office manager and promised to return after lunch. Chloe sat in the back of the cab and cursed herself for leaving the flat, her failure to stay dry would probably result in nappies for the rest of the day but her biggest concern at the minute was to hide away her humiliation from the world. ‘Here we are darling.’ Called Joe from the front, ‘you want a hand inside?’ Chloe shook her head, ‘I will be fine from here. Thank you so much. How much do I owe?’ Joe smiled, ‘no charge my lovely, you just keep that chin up sweetheart.’ Chloe thanked Joe again, exited the cab and walked up the path to the door, she turned to wave goodbye but he had already driven away. Chloe opened the door and couldn’t help but burst into tears again, she looked down at the wetness down each leg and felt that she would never be able to control herself again. ‘Oh Chloe baby, what’s happened?’ Mark had appeared at the open door. Chloe turned to face her husband, broke into an uncontrollable sob and threw herself into his arms. Mark picked up his wife and carried her to the bathroom. Chapter 14 Chloe pushed the shopping trolley arounds the supermarket working her way through the long list of groceries and enjoying the emptiness of the aisle, she felt a little more like a grown up with no steady crinkle of a nappy or holding hands with Mark; of course she was still wearing her pull-up but she had managed to keep it dry. As she was turned into the pet food aisle, Chloe felt the urge to pee so she turned to head towards the toilets. The urge was steadily building as she made her way through the store but she was still convinced that she would make it, as she got closer to the bathroom she was stopped by an old school friend who remembered her immediately. ‘Chloe, is that you?’ The school friend held Chloe’s shoulder. ‘Harriet. Wow! I thought that you lived in New Zealand now?’ Chloe hugged her old friend. ‘I do. I just popped back to do a bit of shopping.’ Harriet laughed. Chloe joined in with her friend and laughed, ‘it’s so good to see you.’ ‘You too Chloe, how is life treating you?’ Chloe wondered where to begin, ‘good. Life is good. I’m married now and expecting a baby in February and…’ Chloe stopped suddenly as she felt herself wetting her pull-up, she looked down and saw her jeans turning darker and a puddle begin to form at her feet. ‘Oh you naughty girl. Why didn’t you use the bathroom?’ Mark said as he appeared from nowhere, ‘lie down!’ ‘But Mark!’ Chloe pleaded. ‘You heard me young lady. Lie down!’ Chloe shook her head, ‘please Mark not here.’ ‘Chloe Trimble, if you do not want to go over my knee then you will lie down on this floor so I can clean you up.’ Mark said angrily. Chloe started to cry, ‘please daddy.’ ‘Ha. Daddy!’ Harriet laughed. Chloe buried her head in her hands and watched through her fingers as Mark took out changing supplies from her nappy bag dropping her favourite dummy on the floor as he did so. Chloe bent down to retrieve it and stayed frozen in place as she felt herself mess her pull up. ‘Oh my god!’ exclaimed Harriet, ‘this is priceless.’ Chloe sank to the floor covered her face with her hands, Mark pulled them away and stuck Chloe’s dummy in her mouth before stripping off her jeans and revealing her well used pull-up, he ripped the seams. ‘You are far too little for these.’ He said as he cleaned her up. A small crowd seemed to have gathered and were watching as Mark took out one of the thick adult baby nappies that they normally only ever used at home and put it on Chloe. ‘You’ve ruined your trousers so you can finish the shopping like that.’ Mark instructed. Harriet laughed at Chloe, ‘aww look at the little baby.’ She mocked. Chloe was now in floods of tears and looked at all of the laughing faces, a small child was also pointing at the nappy. ‘Look mummy, that lady is wetting her nappy. I don’t need nappies any more do I?’ the child said proudly. ‘No you don’t sweetie. That lady is just a big baby.’ The mother replied. The crowd roared with laughter as Chloe continued to wet her nappy. ***** Chloe sat bolt upright in bed, she was breathing heavily and sweating. ‘Are you okay?’ Mark asked sleepily. Chloe felt her heart pounding in her chest, ‘I’ve just had the most horrible dream.’ Mark sat up beside his wife and wrapped his arms around her before lying back down with her, ‘it’s all over now, let’s go back to sleep.’ Chloe settled into Mark’s chest, found her dummy lying on the sheets and stuck it in her mouth before gradually drifting back off to sleep. Mark woke a few hours later with Chloe still lying in his arms sucking on her dummy, he could smell her wet nappy and knew that he would never grow tired of this. Mark kissed Chloe’s forehead and manipulated his wife into a more comfortable position before getting out of bed. He collected his notebook before heading down the hallway to the kitchen. Mark switched on the kettle and opening the notebook, he picked up a nearby pen and started to write: Day 2- a major accident whilst out at the post office, pull-up leaked and clothes soaked. Nappy for the rest of the day, soaked by bedtime and overnight nappy is also soaked. Mark closed the notebook and finished making coffee, he also emptied the washing machine and placed Chloe’s jeans on the radiator to dry before picking up the two fresh cups of coffee and making his way back to the bedroom. ‘Good morning princess,’ he said as he entered the room. Chloe yawned and stretched her arms out, ‘Good morning daddy.’ She said through her dummy. ‘How are you feeling this morning?’ Chloe spat her dummy out of her mouth, ‘much better thank you. I am sorry for waking you last night.’ ‘Hey it’s no problem baby.’ Mark sat next to Chloe and gave her a kiss. ‘Are you ready to give it another try today?’ Mark asked. Chloe thought for a moment, her dream was playing on her mind, ‘yes I am.’ She said finally. ‘Okay princess, why don’t you stay at home today?’ Mark suggested. ‘I’m not going out anywhere.’ Chloe said with complete certainty. ‘Well I am sure that you will do a great job at staying dry my clever girl.’ Chloe blushed. ‘Do you need to use the toilet before I go in the shower?’ Chloe shook her head, ‘I think that I have already been.’ She pulled back the covers to reveal a sodden overnight nappy. Mark laughed, ‘you certainly have little miss puddle.’ He kissed Chloe and then left the room. Chloe watched as Mark disappeared down the hallway, she put her feet over the edge of the bed and stood up. As she was stretching, she felt a hot stream of wee shoot into her nappy, ‘shit!’ she muttered to herself. ***** ‘Aww she is an adorable little girl. Look at those cheeks.’ Chloe heard the voice say. The room was bright and she couldn’t quite see who was speaking and where she was, she tried to rub her eyes but felt that her hands were encased in some sort of gloves. Once again she tried to focus on the face looming over her but again the room was so bright, Chloe felt the nipple of her bottle at her lips and greedily sucked the warm liquid but still could not work out where she was. ‘Who’s a good little girl?’ the voice sang to her. Chloe felt comfortable and continued to guzzle down the warm liquid from her bottle. Suddenly, she became aware that she was wetting her nappy but she didn’t care. ‘That’s a clever girl.’ The voice praised. Chloe knew that she recognised the voice but her thoughts seemed to be a little cloudy. She drained the last of the liquid from the bottle and felt it leave he lips; what happened next surprised even her: she began to cry. ‘Oh there there baby, mummy will make it all better.’ Chloe felt the teat of her dummy on her lips and readily accepted it. ‘That’s better isn’t it?’ said the voice. Chloe felt herself calming as she sucked on the dummy, she tried to sit up but couldn’t seem to command her muscles to do it, she kicked her legs and tried to rollover: nothing. Once again she tried to sit, she squeezed her stomach muscles to sit but she just didn’t seem to have the strength, she tried again; with all her might she tensed her tummy and tried to swing her legs but still could not move. ‘Aww look at the little baby trying to move.’ Chloe started to get angry, she tried again but nothing happened. Suddenly the smell hit her, in her efforts to move she had managed to completely mess her nappy. Why hadn’t she noticed? She felt herself panic again and start to cry. ‘Aww somebody is a stinky baby. Shall we get you changed?’ Chloe felt the strangest sensation of being lifted up by giant arms, she felt herself being cuddled into the voice’s chest and could smell a familiar perfume. She felt the mess spread in her nappy as the arm rested under her bottom and then even more as she was put down onto a hard surface. ‘Let’s get baby Chloe’s nappy changed shall we?’ said the voice. Chloe felt her onesie being unsnapped and pulled up then the lips were on her tummy and blowing raspberries, she laughed and flailed her limbs as she relentless raspberries continued. Chloe felt herself wetting her nappy again as the face finally moved away and came into focus. ‘Mum!’ Chloe exclaimed. ***** Chloe screamed as she sat up in bed again. ‘What the fuck!’ she shouted as she realised that she had messed her nappy. Chapter 15 Mark sat at the dining table with his notebook: Day 3: Pull-ups through the day and was wet by bedtime. Night time nappy was on by 9pm but there was a messy nappy through the night, changed and the second nappy was soaked by morning. ‘Are you still making those notes weirdo?’ Chloe asked from the kitchen door. ‘Oh good morning baby, I didn’t hear you get up.’ Chloe walked over to Mark, her nappy crinkling all the way, and sat on his knee. Mark gave Chloe a hug and pulled her legs up so that he was holding her weight. ‘Any more dreams last night baby?’ Mark asked. ‘No thank god. They are so freaky.’ Mark listened as Chloe recounted the details of her dream the previous night and agreed that it had been incredibly strange. ‘It was like I was an actual baby though but I remember thinking like an adult.’ ‘Maybe it was just a distant memory coming back, baby things are definitely on the brain at the minute.’ ‘Yes but it was so real and I messed my nappy for real like in the dream.’ Chloe looked embarrassed again. ‘It was just a strange dream baby, you probably just messed your nappy when you woke up.’ Mark offered. ‘No, I was messy when I woke up. I mean how can an adult mess themselves when they are asleep?’ Chloe questioned. ‘It was just an accident.’ Mark reassured. Chloe didn’t say anything but was not feeling reassured about her nocturnal incontinence. She looked at the notebook on the table, ‘I bet you loved me having that accident didn’t you?’ Mark hadn’t expected the question and was struggling to answer, ‘well…erm…’ ‘Of course you did. You love the fact that I can’t seem to control myself.’ Chloe teased. ‘Baby you know that I love you being in nappies but I really do want to help you to potty train.’ Chloe go off Mark’s knee and took off her nightdress, she stood in front of him wearing nothing but a heavy, sagging nappy. ‘You love that I wake up like this every morning don’t you daddy?’ Mark was still a little surprised by the sudden change in the conversation but he couldn’t help but be turned on by what he was seeing. ‘I love you waking up like that baby girl.’ Chloe could see that Mark’s penis was erect under his boxer shorts, ‘I can see that you like it.’ She said as she stood beside him. She took his hand and placed it on the front of her nappy, ‘this really did happen whilst I was asleep. You’ve made me into a bed wetter.’ Mark was finding hard not to pick Chloe up and take her to the bedroom but he wanted to find out what she wanted to do. She reached down and tugged on his boxer shorts, ‘take them off.’ She demanded. Mark arched his back and slid his boxer shorts down his legs, Chloe pushed him back into his seat turned to show him her wet nappy. Mark was looking directly at his wife’s bottom and could see the yellow padding that showed the full evidence of her overnight wetting. Chloe reached down and took hold of Mark’s penis and then sat down on his lap with her nappy running right along the hard shaft. Mark felt the padding around him, heard the crinkle as Chloe sat and could smell the wet nappy. Chloe rocked back and forth a little but suddenly stood up and turned around, she sat back on Mark’s lap again but this time his penis was running straight up the front of Chloe’s nappy. Mark wondered why Chloe had changed but then felt the padding around his penis getting hot as he realised that Chloe was wetting again. ‘You seem to have had an accident baby.’ ‘I can’t hold it if I have a wet nappy on.’ Said Chloe as she started to rock on his lap again. Mark reached down and grabbed the back of Chloe’s nappy which pushed her nappy onto him even further. Chloe felt Mark grab her nappy and as he pulled her closer the saturated padding released some of the wee which ran straight down her vagina. Chloe didn’t know why she was enjoying the sensation so much but the combination of the rocking motion, the feeling of warm pee on her vagina and even the smell of her wet nappy made her feel incredibly turned on. Chloe needed to have Mark inside her and stopped rocking, she pushed with her legs to rise up from Mark’s lap and then pulled her nappy to one side at the leg guards before sliding herself onto his penis. Mark couldn’t quite believe what Chloe had done, she had never taken control in this way before but he was happy to let her carry on. Chloe thrust her hips into Mark feeling his penis penetrate deeper inside her and push her nappy harder into her vagina which was driving her wild. Mark continued to hold the back of his wife’s nappy and watched Chloe’s face display a feeling of utter bliss and she began to moan in time with her movements. Chloe could feel herself getting faster and faster, she was desperate to cum and changed her movements slightly to push the wet padding against her swollen clitoris. Marks hands were firmly in place on her bottom and she could feel him gripping tighter which each thrust. Chloe could feel herself building up to a climax and continued to move in a way that pushed Mark deeper into her and the padding against her clitoris. Suddenly, Mark spanked the back of her nappy and she felt herself jerk forward, her eyes opened wide as she came hard with each spank to her nappy. Mark watched his wife climax and then slid his penis out of her nappy and stood up, Chloe held on and he carried her down the hallway and into the bedroom. Mark gently placed Chloe onto the bed and was about to remove her nappy. ‘No. Leave it. I want it like that again.’ She said. Mark positioned himself between Chloe’s legs and pulled the nappy to the side in the same way that Chloe had done before sliding his penis inside again. ‘Fuck me.’ She demanded. Mark responded and began to thrust himself hard into Chloe, he knew that he would not last long but wanted to make Chloe cum again. Chloe felt the same sensations as before and could feel the wet padding release more wee which this time ran down her vagina and to her bottom. She heard the crinkle with each thrust, felt the wetness and could smell her nappy again. Mark continued to thrust harder and deeper, Chloe could feel herself edging closer to climax once more and as his angle changed slightly the nappy was forced onto his clitoris which brought her to a shuddering orgasm as the same time as Mark ejaculated. Chloe saw her husband collapse on the bed next to her and she smiled at him. ‘That was amazing.’ She said ‘Where did that come from?’ ‘I have no idea but why have we never fucked in a nappy before?’ Mark laughed, ‘I don’t know baby but we will again!’ Chloe closed her eyes and ran her hands over her face, she could still feel the buzz of her orgasm as she felt herself wetting her nappy again. ‘I need to get in the shower baby.’ Mark said as he got up. ‘Okay daddy.’ She said as she watched him walk naked down the hallway. Chloe got up from the bed and noticed that her nappy had leaked onto the sheets, she decided that the wet patch was big enough to warrant a change of sheets so she quickly took is off the mattress; she wiped the plastic sheet that had become a necessary part of their bedclothes and waddled to the kitchen. Chloe saw that there was already a load of washing to be taken out so she opened the door and placed the wet washing into the waiting basket, as she stood up with the heavy basket, she felt herself wetting again but this time the wee ran straight down her legs and onto the floor. ‘Shit!’ she said aloud. Chloe watched the puddle quickly form at her feet and threw the bedsheet down to soak it up, when she stopped wetting, she wiped her legs dry, removed the nappy and threw it into the bin before putting the sheet in the washing machine and turning it on. ‘Shower’s free.’ Mark called. ‘Thank you,’ Chloe called as she made sure that the kitchen floor was dry before going off to get a shower. Chapter 16 ‘I am so excited!’ Chloe clapped as the approached Yew Tree Avenue. ‘Me too.’ Said Mark, ‘I hope that it is as good as the pictures.’ ‘I am certain that it will be,’ Chloe looked back at her iPhone where the pictures were displayed on the estate agent’s app, ‘it looks so perfect.’ Mark slowed the car down as they began to inspect the numbers on each door. ’47!’ Chloe shouted suddenly. ‘Wow not so loud baby.’ Mark wiggled his finger in his ear, ‘you’re going to deafen me.’ ‘Sorry daddy.’ Mark pulled up outside the house and switched off the engine, ‘it looks great from here,’ he said as he reached across and unfastened Chloe’s seatbelt. Chloe didn’t respond, she was mesmerised. ‘Shall we look inside too?’ Mark asked. ‘Yes!’ Chloe blurted out. Mark exited the car and moved around to Chloe’s door to let her out, she almost fell onto the pavement in her excitement. The couple opened the gate and walked up the garden path, Mark knocked on the door and almost immediately it opened. ‘Good evening. You must be Mr and Mrs Trimble?’ the man said as he held out a hand to Mark. ‘We are,’ Mark confirmed as he shook the man’s hand, ‘I’m Mark and this is my wife Chloe.’ ‘Great to meet you both,’ the man kissed Chloe on each cheek, ‘I am Eddie, can I offer you two a drink before we look around?’ ‘Thank you but I don’t think that this one can contain herself for much longer.’ Mark replied as he gestured towards a now wide-eyed Chloe. Eddie laughed, ‘I see. Well let me show you around.’ Chloe could not take her eyes off the interior of the house as she was shown around, Mark and Eddie talked a lot about different things but she was already visualising what the place would be like to live in. Eddie showed them the bedrooms, attic and bathroom on the first floor, Chloe kept squeezing Mark’s hand as she saw each room. ‘This place is perfect.’ She whispered to Mark when Eddie was out of earshot. ‘It certainly seems that way so far.’ Mark whispered back. They continued to follow Eddie around the house as he led them back downstairs and into the kitchen. ‘This is the kitchen, you can see that we installed a double range cooker and an extractor fan, the water is filtered and there is plenty of storage space.’ Directed Eddie as he opened cupboards and switched on the fan. Mark nodded and looked around the large room, Chloe stood still in the doorway and so Mark quickly went to her, ‘are you okay?’ he whispered under the noise of the fan. ‘um, I need to go to the bathroom.’ Chloe replied nervously. ‘Okay. We will be done in a minute so just hold on for now.’ Chloe looked desperately at Mark. ‘okay but we need to be really quick.’ Eddie interrupted and led them to the dining room, he was explaining about the lighting when Chloe felt her tummy cramp, she panicked and squeezed her bottom tight. Mark noticed the change in his wife’s posture. ‘Keep holding baby, not long to go.’ He whispered in her ear. Chloe whimpered, ‘It’s urgent. I have to poo.’ She whispered back. Eddie continued to elaborate on the décor of the room, he seemed to be paying little attention to the situation developing behind him. Mark held Chloe’s hand as she smiled and nodded when Eddie turned around to look at them. Mark could tell that Chloe was not going to last much longer and decided that he needed to act. ‘Sorry Eddie but do you think that my wife could use the toilet please?’ ‘Of course she can. Use the one upstairs, do you remember the way?’ Chloe nodded as she slipped out of the room leaving the two men to talk. As she started to climb the stairs, Chloe felt her tummy cramp again which put pressure on her bladder, she stopped a few steps up the staircase and fought hard to stop herself for messing her pull-up; she felt a small trickle of wee soaking into the padding. Chloe knew that an accident was seconds away as she made it to the top of the stairs, she opened a door but found it to be a bedroom. She picked another door: bedroom. Chloe was jigging on the spot as she opened the next door, thankfully it was the bathroom, she entered and locked the door behind her. She fumbled with her jeans as she felt herself starting to wet. ‘Oh no!’ she cried as she lifted the seat of the toilet. Chloe could feel her pull-up swelling as she hovered over the toilet, she ripped the sides and sat down as quickly as she could; within seconds, she began to poo and felt relieved to have avoided the humiliated of messing herself in somebody else’s house. She looked at the torn pull-up in her hands and knew that it would be useless even if it were intact so she rolled it up and wrapped some toilet paper around it before hiding it in the bottom of her bag. Chloe looked down at her jeans and saw that they were only a little wet and would be conspicuous enough to keep her wetting a secret from Eddie. ‘So have you looked at any other houses?’ Eddie was asking Mark as Chloe entered the room. ‘No. This is the first.’ Mark said as he put his arm around Chloe. ‘Is there anything else that you want to see or ask?’ Eddie offered. Mark looked at Chloe who shook her head, ‘I think that we have everything we need.’ He told Eddie. ‘Well it has been great to meet you both and please come again if you want another look.’ Eddie showed the couple to the door, shook hands again and wished them luck with the baby. Mark led Chloe back to the car, he made sure that she was in before he got in to the driver’s seat. ‘So what did you think?’ he asked. Chloe smiled, ‘oh Mark it was wonderful. I loved it!’ ‘I thought so,’ Mark laughed, ‘shall we make an offer?’ ‘Yes, yes, yes!’ Chloe squealed. ‘Okay princess, I will put an offer in tomorrow morning.’ Chloe clapped her hands. ‘So did you manage to find the toilet okay?’ Mark asked. ‘Sort of.’ Chloe answered. ‘What does sort of mean?’ Mark quizzed. ‘Well. I kind of started wetting before I got there.’ Chloe admitted. ‘I see,’ said Mark, ‘what have you done with your wet pull-up?’ ‘It’s in my bag. I’m sorry. I couldn’t help it.’ ‘It’s okay baby, at least you managed to keep your jeans clean and dry.’ Mark offered. ‘It was close though, I nearly messed myself on the stairs.’ ‘You didn’t though baby so well done.’ Mark rubbed Chloe’s leg. Chloe put her hand on top of Mark’s and they sat in silence as they journeyed through the bust streets. ‘I’m proud of you princess.’ Mark said as he squeezed Chloe’s leg. ‘Thank you daddy.’ Chapter 17 When Chloe woke up on the Friday morning the first thing that she thought about was the house, she felt butterflies in her tummy and couldn’t wait to put the offer in later. Mark was still sleeping soundly, Chloe looked at the clock; it was 6:45am and she wouldn’t need to be out of bed for another hour. Picking up her iPhone, she couldn’t help but open the estate agent’s app and have another look at the photographs of the house that she had fallen in love with. Chloe could feel herself becoming more excited with each picture that she viewed, she pictured her family enjoying the garden, spending time in the lounge with the fire burning during the coldest winter days and even where the Christmas tree would go. Chloe was looking at the kitchen again when she felt her nappy becoming warm, she tried to stop the flow but it was useless and she had no choice but to wait for her bladder to empty. ‘Damn!’ she muttered to herself as she continued to look at the pictures; she drifted back off to sleep soon afterwards. ***** ‘Chloe. Chloe.’ Mark said as he shook his sleeping wife’s shoulder, ‘it’s time to get up baby girl.’ Chloe groaned as she slowly woke up, she stretched out a little and rubbed her eyes, ‘what time is it?’ she asked. ‘It’s quarter-past eight princess, it’s time we were up.’ Chloe rubbed her eyes once again and put her phone back on the bedside table, ‘oh can’t we just stay in bed a little while longer?’ she moaned. ‘Not today baby, I’ve got a lot to get done before the weekend, I am at Compass first thing and we need to put the offer in on the house.’ Chloe sprang up, ‘oh daddy, I am so excited!’ she clapped. Mark laughed at the childish change from sleepy to excited, ‘you are too cute for words princess.’ Chloe blushed, ‘Daddy,’ she squeaked. ‘Well you are.’ He mimicked her hand clapping, ‘such a cute baby girl,’ he said like her was talking to a real baby. Chloe picked up the corner of the duvet and hid behind it. Mark laughed, ‘Coffee for my cute baby girl?’ ‘Yes please,’ came the muffled reply. Mark left the room and went to the kitchen, Chloe watched from behind her temporary shield and as soon as he was out of view then threw back the covers. Chloe stood up out of bed and looked down at her nappy, she couldn’t be sure if she had wet it again during her snooze and was again thankful for the rule that she had to stay in nappies at night. She thought back over the previous few days and wondered if she had made any progress at all, the previous night’s events were a perfect example of the short time she had between feeling the urge to go to the toilet and her body acting without her permission. Chloe resolved to try harder and to concentrate on her toileting better but she was not sure if it would make much difference. She heard Mark in the kitchen, he had switched on the radio and was singing along with it as he made coffee. Chloe went along to the bathroom feeling her nappy hanging low between her legs, she could smell the stale urine and hear the plastic crinkle with each step. As she entered the bathroom, she switched on the light and closed the door behind her before going to inspect her face in the mirror. As she reached for her toothbrush, she felt the first wave of nausea hit her so she changed her plans and flipped up the lid of the toilet seat. Chloe sat on the floor next to the toilet as she waited for the sickness to develop but it seemed to be easing and she was beginning to feel a little better. Mark was bent over the kitchen surface writing in his journal: Day 4: Pull up through the day with a major accident at the house viewing. Nappy put on at 7pm but it was soaked by bedtime, overnight nappy also soaked by morning. Mark flicked through the notes and noticed that there was at least one major accident each day and rarely a dry pull-up. Chloe’s progress had been slow but he still wanted to support her as she tried to get dry through the day but also wanted her to give up and decide to remain in nappies; it was a thought that made him feel guilty. Chloe was still sitting next to the toilet as she felt the nausea subside, she decided to stand up and was just about to take off her nappy when the urge to vomit returned with vengeance; she bent over the toilet and wretched. Chloe felt her bladder release a spurt of warm wee with each violent heave of her tummy, she could feel her eyes water and was just about finished when she felt herself mess her nappy. ‘Oh fuck!’ she exclaimed. Chloe couldn’t help but think that her body was playing some sort of cruel prank on her as she stood in a well-used nappy and knew that she had little choice in the matter. She carefully removed her nappy and rolled it into a ball before depositing it in her nappy bin and then stepping into the shower. Mark was just finishing off the coffee when he heard Chloe going back to the bedroom and by the time he had everything together she was already dressed from the waist down. ‘Your pull-up is showing princess.’ Mark said as he put the coffee down on the dresser. Chloe looked down and saw the top of her pull-up rising well above the waistband of her jeans, she pushed it down slightly and pulled up her jeans. ‘Thank you daddy,’ Chloe smiled. ‘I am going to have to go baby. I have a busy morning and want to get a jump on things, are we still going shopping later?’ ‘Yeah we will do. I wish that you could stay home.’ Chloe said as she put her arms around her husband. ‘I know baby but I need to earn pennies for my babies.’ Mark said as he patted Chloe’s lightly-padded bottom. ‘I know daddy,’ she kissed him, ‘love you.’ ‘Love you too princess, have a dry day.’ Mark said as he patted Chloe’s bottom again. Chloe blushed, ‘I will.’ Mark left the bedroom, picked up his bag and coat before shouting a final goodbye as he left the flat. Chloe continued to style her hair and once again thought about the possibility of their new house, she felt the butterflies return to her tummy and sent a quick text to Mark to remind him to put in the offer. Chloe felt the excitement increase as the text showed that it has been delivered and then felt the need to wee; she headed to the toilet like a big girl. Chapter 18 ‘Do we need any more decaf coffee?’ Mark asked as he pushed the trolley around the quiet supermarket. Chloe looked at the shopping list, ‘err, yes we do.’ She said. Mark picked up a jar of Chloe’s favourite coffee and put in the trolley, ‘okay baby, where next?’ ‘Nappy bags,’ she said. Mark began to push the trolley to the right aisle with Chloe walking next to him. ‘So how have you done today?’ Mark asked. Chloe felt embarrassed about the questions and stepped a little closer to Mark so that she could whisper. ‘I have done okay.’ She muttered. ‘Has it been a dry day?’ Mark pressed. Chloe went quiet, she thought about the multiple accidents from the day and how she had not made it to the toilet once before she had started to wet herself. Mark noticed Chloe’s hesitation to answer and knew that it meant that she had not had a successful day, ‘not to worry princess, you will get there,’ he said cheerfully as he picked up the pack of nappy sacks and put them in the trolley, ‘next?’ he asked. Chloe looked at the list again, ‘oops, I forgot the milk and cheese,’ she said, ‘let’s go back.’ Mark turned the trolley around and headed back towards the dairy section. Chloe was still feeling a little embarrassed about her lack of control that day and put her arm around Mark’s waist as they walked. Mark pulled his wife closer. ‘Don’t worry baby, you will be back in pants in no time.’ He encouraged. Chloe wasn’t so sure and wondered if she would ever be able to control herself again, she squeezed Mark and he squeezed back before patting her little bump. Chloe smiled and rubbed her tummy too, it gurgled as she did, she would need to use the toilet before they left for home. Mark and Chloe continued to walk hand-in-hand through the supermarket as thy made their way back to the dairy aisle. Chloe felt the air turning colder as they reached they came into range of the large refrigerators and shivered, she made her way to the milk and as she bent to pick it up she froze. ‘Oh,’ she whimpered. Mark didn’t need to ask her what had happened. Chloe sighed as her bladder expelled its contents into her pull-up, she felt humiliated as she turned to Mark, ‘oh daddy!’ she said. Mark took the milk from Chloe’s hand and pulled her into a protective embrace. ‘Shh now,’ he cooed, ‘don’t worry baby. Has it stopped?’ Chloe shook her head. Mark continued to hold his wife in the embrace as he moved his hands to her bottom to check for leaks. ‘Come on princess, let’s finish off and then we can get home.’ Chloe nodded her head and wiped her eyes with the sleeve of her long cardigan. Mark took the shopping list from Chloe, ‘you push the trolley baby, I will walk behind and we will get these last few bits.’ ‘Can you see it?’ Chloe asked. ‘No princess, your cardigan is hiding it and it is only a couple of small spots.’ He reassured. Chloe nodded, she knew that Mark walking behind her would obstruct most people’s view of any major leak and she trusted that he would get them out of the supermarket without delay. Mark watched as Chloe began to waddle slightly down the aisle but wished that he could have seen the tell-tale half-moon patch of wetness at the top of Chloe’s legs. Chloe continued to push the trolley along to the bread aisle, she felt defeated and more than a little annoyed with her lack of control; she wondered why her efforts had failed so miserably all day why she appeared to have lost all feeling. As Chloe was rounding the corner with the heavy trolley, she felt yet another spurt makes its way into the saturated pull-up and she was reminded by her tummy that she needed to find a toilet quite soon. Mark placed a loaf of bread into the trolley, ‘all done baby, how are you doing?’ ‘I really need to go to the toilet’ she whispered. ‘We will change you at home, let’s just get the shopping and get out of here.’ ‘No. I really need to go to the toilet.’ Chloe urged knowing that she would not make it home. Mark realised what she meant, ‘oh of course, let’s go then, we will pay for the shopping afterwards.’ Chloe looked relieved as she turned the trolley and headed off to the toilets, she could feel that her pull-up was leaking at the back and was thankful for her choice of cardigan but wondered how long it would be before the wetness creeped below the line of the garment. Mark trailed behind his wife as she quickly headed in the direction of the toilets, he could see that the wet spots had now started to show below the hem of her cardigan but he didn’t want to stop Chloe from making it to the toilet. Chloe continued to move forward and could feel her tummy cramp again, she got to the end of the alcohol aisle and was willing herself to hang on but she came to an abrupt stop as she hit another trolley. ‘I’m so sorry.’ Said the man who has crashed into Chloe as he steered around her. Mark watched the drama unfold in front of him and caught up with Chloe, ‘are you okay princess?’ Chloe turned to her husband with a look of horror on her face, she began to sob as she threw her arms around him and buried her head in his chest. Mark instantly knew what had happened, ‘oh my poor baby girl, let’s get you home.’ Mark kept Chloe’s head embedded in his chest, he left the shopping trolley and headed to the exit; staff and customers looked on as the young couple left the shop empty handed but with the young lady in obvious need for clean trousers. Chapter 19 Chloe stood next to the toilet as she watched the wet patch slowly expanding down each leg of her jeans. ‘Oh for fuck sake!’ she shouted. ‘Are you okay in there?’ Mark called from outside the bathroom door. ‘No! No I am not!’ Chloe snapped back. ‘Chloe let me in.’ Mark said gently as he knocked on the door. Chloe turned on the spot and sloshed her way to the door, she unlocked it and threw it open. Mark surveyed the scene in front of him, his wife stood looking at him with jeans soaked to the ankles. ‘Can I help?’ he asked. Chloe looked at Mark in anger, ‘this is your fault you bastard. I’m stood here in a pool of my own piss and it is all your fault!’ she screamed. Mark could see how angry his young wife was, ‘Chloe, I’m sorry. Let me help,’ he said as he moved into the bathroom. Chloe pushed him hard in the chest, ‘just leave me the fuck alone, I am not a baby, I don’t need your help.’ Mark returned to the doorway, ‘fine!’ she shouted. Chloe slammed the door and locked it once more, she looked at the pool on the floor and could smell the fresh wee that was soaked into her jeans and pull-up. She saw the small pile of clothes in the bath from her accident just a few hours earlier and the knotted bag containing his jeans from the previous night’s supermarket incident. Chloe slid down the tiled wall and sat on the floor, she felt the hot tears rolling down her cheeks and the burning at the back of her throat, she could also feel her jeans cooling and her t-shirt beginning to soak up the puddle beneath her. Mark sat on the bed thinking about what had just happened and feeling guilty because of what Chloe had said, she was right, he had done this to her, he had encouraged her to become more dependent on nappies and now she was. Chloe had fought so hard over the last week to function as a fully toilet trained adult but she couldn’t. Mark had long dreamed of a nappy dependent wife and now he felt completely guilty about it. He wondered if he should help Chloe again but decided against it, he selected some clean clothes for her and placed them on the bed with a brand-new pair of knickers that he had bought for her. Mark gathered his keys and coat before leaving the flat. Chloe heard the door close and continued to sob, she knew that she had been unfair to Mark, he had encouraged her and made it easy for her to become nappy dependent but she has always had the choice to stop it, she had to accept that her current situation was as much her fault as it was his. Chloe could feel her jeans getting colder and the pool under her bottom too, she got to her feet and began to undress; she lifted her t-shirt over her head and slip her jeans down her cold, wet legs which was becoming somewhat a regular experience. Chloe took her socks off and threw the bundle of clothes in the bath and wondered if there was much point in showering as she got the mop from the corner of the room before filing it with hot soapy water to clean up her latest puddle. Once she had cleaned the floor, Chloe took the wet clothes from the bath and dumped them in the sink before switching on the shower and enjoying the warm jets of water washing away the stale urine from her skin, she picked up her Winnie the Pooh washcloth and squeezed her Peppa Pig body wash onto it and smiled. ‘I’m such a baby.’ she said aloud. Chloe laughed, she didn’t know why but it felt good, she continued to wash herself and enjoying the warm water. Mark parked his car at the supermarket, he retrieved the list from the previous night and exited the car; he made short work of getting all of the items that they had abandoned on their last trip and paid for them without incident. Mark chose a bunch of flowers on the way out and was heading back to the car when his phone rang; it was the estate agent. ‘Hello?’ Mark answered. Chloe headed back to the bedroom wrapped in a towel, she noticed the pile of clothes on the bed and smiled when she saw the knickers; she picked them up and noticed that they were normal knickers, not training knickers or babyish ones but normal adult pants. Chloe smiled again, she ran the lacey material through her fingers and dropped them back on the bed; she went to her underwear draw, took out a pull-up, put in on and then slid the new knickers over it. Chloe returned to the bed and sat down, she put on her socks and then slid her third pair of jeans onto each leg before standing up to pull them over her knickers and pull-up combo. All of a sudden, she felt a strange feeling in her tummy, she looked down and saw her skin move! ‘Hello baby!’ Chloe gasped as she felt the baby kick again. Mark pulled up outside the flat and quickly exited the car, he ran down the path and jammed his key into the lock. ‘Chloe. Chloe.’ He shouted as he burst through the door. Chloe stumbled into the living room holding her phone. ‘Mark! I was just about to text you.’ She bounced in excitement. ‘What is it?’ Mark asked. ‘It’s the baby,’ Chloe said, ‘it’s kicking!’ Chloe took Mark’s hand and placed it on her tummy. ‘Say hello to daddy.’ She whispered. Mark felt the smallest movement in Chloe’s tummy and then a big kick to his hand; he began to cry. ‘Hello baby.’ Mark managed to say. Chloe threw her arms around Mark and pulled him close to her. Mark kissed his wife’s neck and cuddled her tight, he could feel the tears running down his face. ‘This is wonderful.’ He finally said. ‘I know. I am so sorry about earlier.’ ‘Don’t worry about it baby. I love you.’ ‘I love you too daddy.’ Mark placed his mouth next to Chloe’s ear, ‘we got the house.’ He whispered. Chloe stepped back in shock and looked at Mark. Mark nodded and smiled. Chloe screamed. Chapter 20 Day 5: Pull-ups all day, nappy for bed. 5 changes of clothes today, seemingly no control and didn’t make it to the toilet once. Night time nappy was on at 5pm and changed before bed. Leaked at 3am, also messy, so changed into double nappies for the rest of the night which were soaked at 8am. No idea why Chloe is wetting so much. Mark finished writing his journal and switched on the TV, Chloe was still asleep and would likely remain that way for a few hours after such a disturbed night. Mark read back through the entries in his journal and noticed that Chloe seemed to be deteriorating as the days wore on, so far she had shown no control over the weekend and he wondered if he should put a stop to the attempt at potty training. Mark switched on his laptop and navigated to the forums where he had first asked for help, he read some of the replies to his earlier posts and added a reply with the details from his journal before heading to the kitchen to make himself some coffee. Chloe opened her eyes and sleepily looked at the clock, she saw 8:30am and decided that she could sleep a little bit longer; she could smell her wet nappy and felt it becoming warm again as her bladder released a steady stream of wee as if to show her that it too was awake. Chloe groaned, rolled over and went back to sleep. Mark returned to the sofa with his morning coffee to see that there had already been a few replies to his post, he read the comments and was pleased to see that they agreed with his own thoughts that Chloe was either suffering from incontinence relating to pregnancy or didn’t really want to be potty trained. Mark typed back a reply and then opened up a new search to research incontinence in early pregnancy, he read the stories of other mums with interest as they detailed many embarrassing stories about wetting themselves both at home and when out. Mark recognised some of the conditions that the women were talking about and noted that a few of them had even talked about lacking some bowel control, he saved a few of the pages for future reference and thought about how he could talk to Chloe about it; his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of Chloe’s phone ringing in the bedroom. Chloe woke up with a start as her phone burst into life and vibrated across the bedside table. ‘Hello?’ she asked groggily. Mark heard Chloe answer the phone and closed the lid of his laptop before heading down the hallway to the bedroom. ‘Of course mum, see you then.’ Chloe finished saying as Mark entered the room. ‘She’s calling you early on Sunday morning. Everything okay?’ Chloe yawned, ‘oh fine, she is coming over this afternoon.’ ‘Okay, do I need to go out for anything?’ ‘She is just popping in for a cuppa.’ ‘Oh, okay,’ Mark climbed into bed next to Chloe, ‘is she missing you?’ ‘Yeah,’ Chloe laughed, ‘I’ve not seen her for a week so I think that she is having withdrawal symptoms.’ Mark cuddled Chloe, ‘did you sleep okay?’ ‘I did. I was having a lovely sleep before she called. I am sorry for getting you up last night.’ ‘Don’t worry baby, leaks happen,’ he reached down and felt Chloe’s soaked nappy, ‘it looks like it is a good job that we doubled you up too.’ Chloe laughed, ‘I am a very soggy baby this morning.’ Mark caressed the front of Chloe’s nappy, ‘yes you are baby.’ Chloe felt the firmness of Mark’s touch and moved her hips to push the padding harder against her vagina. Once again, she couldn’t quite understand why she was feeling so turned on about being in such a wet nappy but she could feel herself becoming aroused. ‘That feels so good.’ She moaned. Mark took his cue and pushed the padding of the two nappies harder against Chloe’s hips, she responded by taking a deep breath and moaning slightly. ‘More.’ Chloe demanded. Mark continued to massage the wet padding as he kissed Chloe’s neck. Chloe turned her head towards Mark’s ear, ‘I am sorry that I was such a bitch yesterday.’ She whispered. ‘Shush now baby, its done.’ ‘I didn’t mean those things I said, I love being in nappies.’ Chloe said breathlessly. Mark moved his hand over the plastic of the nappy and then teased his fingers under the waistband before sliding them down to find Chloe’s vagina dripping wet with excitement. ‘I know that you love your nappy baby.’ Chloe moaned as her husband expertly played with her clitoris and she couldn’t help but gyrate her hips in time with his touch; she longed for him to rip of her nappy and thrust his penis deep inside her. ‘Take my nappy off. Please.’ Chloe begged. Mark gently removed his hand from inside the nappies and ripped at the front of the first one, he made a small hole and pushed the wet padding away from the hole, he did the same with the second and then slipped his hard penis through the holes and into Chloe’s waiting vagina. Chloe was taken by surprise by this new sensation, she could feel the swollen padding of her nappies hitting her hard clitoris with every thrust of Mark’s hips and could soon feel herself edging closer to climax, she yearned for Mark to thrust deeper each time and grabbed at his shoulders to encourage him. Suddenly, Mark stopped and sat back, Chloe looked at him in horror. ‘Why!?’ she urged. Mark smiled at his wife and reached down, he ripped open the tapes of the first nappy, then the second before pulling them from under her bottom and resuming his position. Chloe was relieved to feel Mark’s penis back in her vagina and felt him penetrating deeper without the added bulk of two soaked nappies, she felt the intense pressure of an orgasm building and was soon unable to hold back any more as she came hard. Mark watched his wife climax and felt the muscles of her vagina pulsating around his penis, he slowed his rhythm and leaned forward to kiss Chloe’s bare breasts. Suddenly, she pushed him off her and manipulated him into position back on the bed, she got on her knees and then bent forward so that she could take his penis in her mouth. Mark closed his eyes as he felt her sucking hungrily on his penis and playing with his testicles, he reached over and stoked the inside of her thigh as he felt himself approaching climax. Chloe continued to suck and move her mouth up and down his penis with increasing speed, he was about to move his hand towards Chloe’s vagina when he felt the first dribble of wee on the back of his hand. Suddenly, the dribble became a steady stream as Chloe wet herself all over the bed and Mark ejaculated hard into her mouth. Chapter 21 Chloe ran to the bathroom and burst through the door, she quickly threw up the seat lid and unbuttoned his jeans; she sat on the toilet just as she finished weeing. ‘Damn it!’ she shouted. Chloe looked down at the saturated pull-up around her ankles and assessed the damage to her jeans. ‘Are you okay in there?’ Mark called down the hallway. ‘I’m fine. Just the usual.’ Chloe called back as she kicked her wet clothes off and stood up. ‘Did you make it on time?’ Mark asked as he rounded the corner. ‘No. Not at all.’ Chloe stood naked from the waist down, ‘I was wetting before I even knew that I needed the toilet.’ She tossed her clothes into the bath. ‘I will get you some fresh clothes princess.’ ‘Thank you. I will be in shortly.’ Chloe said as she picked up her Winnie the Pooh washcloth and quickly cleaned her legs; she threw the washcloth into the bath with the ever present pile of wet clothes before walking through to the bedroom to see Mark. ‘I’ve put some clothes on the bed for you princess. I though the joggers might be better to get down when you need to go to the toilet.’ Chloe thanked Mark before picking up her pull-up and sliding it up her legs, she then put on the joggers and t-shirt. ‘Shall we have some lunch?’ Mark asked. Chloe nodded, ‘yes please.’ Mark kissed his wife on the forehead and patted her bottom before heading to the kitchen. Chloe watched him leave the room, she patted her own bottom and wondered how long she would stay dry for; her lack of control was becoming a big concern and she couldn’t think of a single time that her body had given her any sort of signal that she needed to use the toilet over the previous few days. Chloe looked at her phone and considered setting an alarm again but thought better of it; she looked at herself in the mirror. ‘I am a big girl,’ she said to her reflection, ‘I am toilet trained.’ Chloe left the bedroom feeling more determined than ever. Mark was just placing the hot bowls of soup on the table as Chloe arrived in the living room, he instructed her to take her seat and she was surprised that he did not put a bib around her neck. ‘Eat up princess.’ Mark encouraged. Chloe took a spoonful of the delicious soup and listened to the radio playing in the background. Mark wanted to help take Chloe’s mind of things and his suggestion that they watch one of her favourite films after lunch was well received. Chloe was sent straight to the sofa whilst Mark made popcorn and glasses of milkshake for them to enjoy; she quickly became engrossed in the action. Mark wondered if he should have made Chloe use the toilet before the film started but dismissed the idea because it was so soon after her last accident and he didn’t want to humiliate her. Chloe felt more relaxed, she rarely sat still during a film and this was no different; she moved to her usual spot on the floor in front of the TV and her gaze was fixed on the screen. Chloe lived every moment of the film, she bounced up and down in time with the action and held her breath during the scary parts. Mark watched with an amused smile on his face as Chloe squeaked and squealed throughout the film, as the action ramped up he saw her rising up on her knees and willing the main character; she looked like a startled meerkat. Mark took out his phone to get a picture of his wife in her toddle-like state, he was just about to take the photograph when he saw the tell-tale sign of a leaking pull-up as two wet patched began to expand down each leg and form a small puddle on the floor. Mark wanted to tell Chloe but she seemed not to notice, she barely moved as the wetness continued to spread around her. ***** Chloe finished watching the film and eventually sat back on the floor, she immediately felt that she was sitting in a puddle and jumped up. ‘Oh my god!’ she yelled. ‘What is it princess?’ Mark asked from the sofa. ‘I’m soaked and cold.’ Chloe said as she pointed to the pool around her, ‘when did that happen?’ ‘About half an hour ago.’ Mark said matter-of-factly. ‘Why didn’t you say?’ Chloe asked. ‘I didn’t see the point baby, you were already done by the time I noticed and you didn’t seem to mind.’ Chloe looked suspiciously at Mark, ‘you could have said something.’ ‘You were enjoying your film so much I didn’t want to stop you.’ Chloe sighed, ‘what is wrong with me?’ Chloe stood up, she slid the joggers down her legs and carefully pulled them off and left them in the middle of the puddle; she looked down at her pull up which was dripping and began to tear the sides when the dripping became a steady stream. ‘Chloe baby, are you wetting yourself again?’ Mark asked. Chloe wanted to say no, she was sure that she could until the steady stream grew stronger and began to soak into the already wet joggers at her feet. Chloe looked at Mark, ‘what’s happening to me?’ Mark got up off the sofa and put his arms around Chloe, he continued to hug her as the stream slowed back to a drip. ‘I think that you should wear a nappy this afternoon.’ Chloe nodded in agreement. Chapter 22 ‘We’ve had an offer accepted on a lovely house mum, we are just waiting for the paperwork to go through.’ Chloe bounced up and down on her seat with excitement. ‘That is wonderful news dear,’ said Helen as she placed her cup of tea on the table, ‘when will you find out?’ ‘I am not sure. Mark is going to call the estate agents tomorrow.’ ‘Well I will have my fingers crossed for you darling.’ Chloe suddenly remembered the pictures, ‘I have some pictures. Do you want to see?’ ‘Of course I do.’ Chloe sat forward and grabbed the brochure from underneath the table, as she did her top slid up at the back to reveal the unmistakable sight of a nappy to her mum. Helen didn’t say anything and smiled as Chloe handed her the brochure. Helen flicked through the pictures. ‘This looks fantastic sweetie. I can’t wait to see it for real.’ ‘It is the most gorgeous house and it is going to be great for the baby to grow up there.’ ‘You and Mark have picked well,’ Helen reached across and rubbed Chloe’s tummy, ‘and how are things with my grandchild?’ ‘It’s all good mum, I could do without the morning sickness and the crazy mood swings but I’m fine.’ Helen laughed, ‘I remember those well, it will pass soon enough and then you will be able to enjoy your baby.’ ‘We have the scan tomorrow.’ Chloe said excitedly. ‘Really! Already! My that has flown by. Are we going to know the sex of the little one?’ Helen asked hopefully. ‘We’re not sure at the minute, Mark doesn’t want to but I really do.’ ‘You know that you can always get the nurse to write it down or whisper it in your ear don’t you?’ Helen encouraged. ‘I know but I wouldn’t be able to keep it a secret, especially if it was a girl.’ Helen stroked Chloe’s hair, ‘little girls are precious things but they don’t stay little forever,’ she sighed. Chloe blushed, ‘mum!’ ‘It’s true darling, it seems like only yesterday that you were running off for your first day of school and now here to are married and with a little on of your own on the way.’ Helen smiled through tearful eyes. ‘Aww mum.’ Chloe burst into tears, ‘I’ll always be your little girl.’ ‘I know sweetheart.’ Helen said as she dabbed her eyes with her handkerchief. ‘I’m sorry to make you cry.’ Chloe sniffed, ‘it’s okay mum. It doesn’t seem to take much these days. I was crying at an advert for sausages the other night.’ Helen laughed, ‘oh I remember that well. I once cried at chip shop when they ran out of plastic forks.’ Chloe burst out laughing, ‘really?’ ‘Oh yes. I made your father drive to a different chippy and go in to buy one.’ Chloe laughed loud and long as she pictured her father muttering to himself as he drove her mother halfway through town to buy a plastic fork. ‘Why didn’t you just go home?’ ‘I have no idea because that it exactly what we did as soon as he had the fork.’ ‘I bet dad was livid.’ ‘I could tell that he was but he never said a word, he just drove to the next chippy, went in and bought the fork and then drove me home.’ ‘Aww what a lovely thing to do.’ ‘I know.’ Helen and Chloe both wiped away the tears of laughter from their eyes and each took a sip of their tea. Helen looked at Chloe with a serious look on her face. ‘So everything is okay with you?’ she asked. Chloe was puzzled, ‘of course mum, why wouldn’t it be?’ ‘No reason.’ Helen went to pick up her cup again but stopped, ‘Chloe, can I ask you something?’ ‘Of course you can mum.’ Chloe said beginning to worry about this serious turn of events. ‘Earlier when you bent forward to pick up the brochure I noticed something.’ Chloe froze as she realised that she had neglected to keep her nappy hidden in her excitement to retrieve the brochure. ‘Mum.’ Chloe began. ‘No Chloe,’ Helen interrupted, ‘are you having some trouble with your waterworks?’ Chloe looked at her mother and then burst into laughter, ‘waterworks!’ she shouted, ‘who says waterworks?’ Helen also began to laugh, ‘waterworks is a perfectly reasonable thing to say.’ She defended. Chloe stopped laughing, she was conscious that she would have to say something. ‘Yes I have, to answer your question. I’ve struggled over the past few days to make it to the toilet on time.’ Chloe surprised herself with the calmness of her answer. Helen took hold of her daughter’s hands, ‘oh my poor girl. Have you been to the doctor?’ ‘Not yet mum, I have the scan tomorrow and then the midwife is coming in a few days so I was going to say something then.’ ‘Has it been going on for a while?’ ‘Not for long mum but this last weekend has been horrible.’ Chloe hated lying in this way. ‘How long have to been wearing nappies?’ Chloe blushed at the word, ‘just today mum,’ she lied, ‘Mark bought them for me because I kept wetting myself.’ ‘Okay darling,’ Helen noticed how embarrassed her daughter was becoming, ‘can I do anything to help?’ ‘I don’t think so mum but thanks. My waterworks will be fine.’ Chloe burst into laughter again. Helen laughed, ‘well I was struggling to know what to say.’ ‘I know mum. I am sure that my waterworks will be fine in time.’ ‘Well let’s hope that you are out of nappies a lot quicker this time around.’ Chloe stopped laughing, ‘what do you mean this time around?’ she quizzed. ‘Oh Chloe, do you not remember?’ Chloe shook her head. ‘Oh my god, I can’t believe that you don’t remember. We had to battle to get you out of nappies when you were little, you were about 4 and half before you stopped wearing a nappy through the day and then you wore them to bed every night until you were about 6 and a half.’ Chloe was gobsmacked, ‘really!?’ ‘Oh goodness yes. I was worried that you would be wearing nappies to school, we only got you dry in the July.’ ‘I can’t remember at all mum. Why did it take me so long?’ ‘I have no idea, you just seemed to like being in nappies too much.’ Chloe was stunned, she had no recollection of any of it and couldn’t believe that she had taken so long to potty train. ‘Thanks for that mum, it explains a lot.’ Helen looked at her daughter confused. ***** ‘So you’ve always liked being in nappies then?’ Mark asked as he began to change Chloe’s nappy. ‘It seems so. I had no idea until tonight.’ Mark looked at his wife’s saturated nappy and began to unfasten the tapes. ‘I suppose that it explains your recent troubles a little bit.’ Chloe felt the cool wetness of the baby wipes on her bare vagina. ‘You could be right.’ Mark finished cleaning Chloe before pulling her nappy from under her bottom before rolling it into a ball and sealing it in a prepared nappy sack. ‘So is it going to take me five years to potty train you again?’ Chloe giggled, ‘maybe,’ she grabbed her feet, ‘maybe I like my nappies again now.’ Mark smiled at his playful wife, ‘well maybe I don’t want you in nappies anymore.’ ‘Well then daddy is going to have lots of puddles to clean up.’ Chloe smiled. Mark looked down and saw Chloe’s vagina glisten with a wetness that showed her excitement. ‘I think daddy has cleaned up enough puddles already don’t you?’ Mark teased. Chloe blushed, ‘that’s why I need nappies daddy.’ She said still holding her feel in her hands. Mark took hold of Chloe’s ankles, he kissed the side of her left foot and then her right; Chloe moved her hands and let her husband take control. Mark, still holding Chloe’s legs in the air, started to kiss the inside of each of her legs; he began to kneel down at the side of the bed and carefully eased Chloe’s legs back onto the bed. Mark kissed the inside of Chloe’s thighs and worked his way to her vagina which was still fully exposed and dripping with expectation. Chloe felt every kiss move down her legs and watched as Mark sank to between her thighs; she felt her legs being lowered back onto the bed, she watched as her husband’s head bowed between her legs and felt his kisses on each thigh. Mark felt Chloe move her hips as he kissed her, he slowly crept closer to Chloe’s vagina and eventually used his tongue to tease the lips before gently sucking on her clitoris. Chloe took a deep breath in as she felt her clitoris being teased by her husband’s tongue, she arched her back to move closer to him and let him continue to explore her vagina with his mouth. ‘More daddy please!’ she implored. Mark heard the breathy voice and continued to lick; he pressed a little firmer with his tongue and began to pay a little more attention to her hard clitoris by sucking and firmly licking the small muscle. Chloe could feel the increased firmness of Mark’s tongue and pushed her hips into him as she could feel the approaching orgasm; she gripped at the sheets and tensed her thighs as he ramped up the speed of his tongue. Suddenly, Chloe felt Mark’s fingers enter her vagina and hook around to behind her clitoris; the increased stimulation became too much to handle and she climaxed hard a few moments later. Mark felt the tremor reverberate through his wife’s body and removed his fingers from her vagina; he looked up to see her lying with her eyes closed and slid down his trousers as he began to stand up. Mark leaned over his wife, kissed her and slid his penis deep inside her before returning to an upright position; he held her hips as he began to thrust forwards. Chloe looked at her husband in an expression of pleasant shock, she hadn’t expected him to enter her in this position but longed for his thrusts to intensify; she searched with her hands for something to grab but could only settle for the bedsheets once more as she felt the approach of another orgasm. Chloe tried to lift her hips a little but Mark’s deep thrusts pushed her back onto the bed. Mark could feel his wife’s vagina tighten and grip his penis as she tried to lift her hips; he thrust harder with each movement forward and felt himself ready to explode. Mark increased his speed and felt the approaching climax building through his body, he pulled Chloe’s hips into him as he thrust forward felt himself cum hard. Chloe watched her husband’s face change as she saw him climax; she felt him slow his movements and then slide his penis out of her still dripping vagina before lying on the bed next to her. Mark leaned over and kissed her and them moved his hand back to her vagina. Chloe wanted more and moved her hips in cooperation to his touch. ‘Make me cum daddy.’ She demanded. Mark kissed Chloe’s neck, ‘absolutely.’ he whispered in her ear. Mark continued to massage Chloe’s swollen clitoris and she could feel that her climax was close; she felt the pressure building up as her clitoris was teased, Suddenly, Mark increased the speed of his fingers over Chloe’s clitoris and she felt the pressure reaching its peak; she inhaled and began to allow herself to orgasm when she felt the liquid gushing out of her. ‘Oh my god!’ she shouted as she orgasmed hard and wet the bed. Chapter 23 Chloe woke early on the Monday morning, she looked at the clock and when she saw that it was only 5am, she closed her eyes but her tummy gave away the reason for her arousal and demanded relief; she considered getting out of bed but before she could move, a fresh wave of pressure built and she felt herself begin to mess her soaked overnight nappy. Chloe accepted this development and slipped back off to sleep. ***** ‘Chloe baby wake up.’ Mark called as he gently shook his wife. Chloe rubbed her eyes and yawned, she caught the smell of her well used nappy and remembered her accident a while before. ‘It looks like you might need a nappy change princess.’ Chloe nodded and moved into position. Mark, who had already collected the changing supplies, began to clean his messy baby girl. ‘When did this happen baby?’ Chloe rubbed her eyes again, ‘I woke up at 5 and needed to go but I already started to mess my nappy before I could move.’ She said matter-of-factly. ‘Really!?’ Mark asked surprised. ‘Yep. I couldn’t do much about it.’ ‘Why didn’t you wake me? You must have been upset?’ ‘No. I didn’t think too much about it and was too tired.’ Mark expertly cleaned the mess from Chloe’s bottom and rolled the nappy in a tight ball before depositing it in a nappy sack and tying it tightly. ‘All better baby. Would you like coffee?’ Chloe looked at Mark shocked, ‘nappy daddy?’ she quizzed. Mark looked at his wife, ‘I thought that you’d be going for your shower and then a nice pull-up?’ ‘Oh yes. I forgot.’ Chloe said a little disappointed, ‘I’ll be back soon.’ Mark watched Chloe walk down the hallway and wondered why she seemed so absent-minded this morning; he heard the shower running and Chloe singing which made him smile. Mark opened Chloe’s underwear draw and took out a fresh pull-up, he placed it on the bed and then left the room to dispose of the well-used nappy. Chloe stood under the warm streams of the hot shower feeling the soothing jets cascade over her body. ‘I’m going to see you again today.’ She said as she rubbed her tummy. The baby kicked as if replying to its mummy and Chloe smiled and gently patted back. Mark took out the clothes from the washing machine, he sorted through them quickly and placed them in the tumble dryer; he couldn’t quite believe the how many sets of clothes that Chloe had gone through over the last 48 hours and considered if her request for a nappy a few moments before might have been a good idea. Chloe had finished in the shower and was now wrapped in her favourite towel, she left the bathroom and walked to the bedroom where she saw the pull-up waiting for her. Chloe didn’t know why but she felt disappointed to not see a thick nappy waiting for her; she picked up the pull up and slid it up her legs. Mark heard Chloe walk down the hallway and approach the lounge, he turned to wish her a good morning but stopped when he saw her standing before him in just a pull-up and a t-shirt. ‘Where are your trousers young lady?’ he asked firmly. ‘I want to stay like this for a bit. Can I please daddy?’ ‘Okay baby. Come and drink your coffee.’ ‘Thank you daddy.’ Chloe said as she joined him on the sofa. ‘Are you excited for today?’ Chloe’s eyes lit up as she remembered the scan again, ‘oh yes!’ she cried. ‘Are we going to find out?’ Chloe knew that Mark was referring to the decision about finding out the sex of the baby, ‘what do you want to do?’ she asked. ‘I want to find out.’ Said Mark. ‘I can’t wait for another six months. I need to know.’ Chloe agreed. Mark smiled at his giddy girl, ‘let’s find out then.’ ‘Yay!’ Chloe clapped, ‘what do you want it to be daddy?’ ‘Well I already have a baby girl.’ Mark started. ‘Daddy!’ Chloe blushed. Mark laughed, ‘I don’t mind baby. How about you?’ ‘I want a girl but I don’t mind if we get a boy.’ ‘Well we will soon find out,’ Mark said as he gently rubbed Chloe’s tummy. Chloe placed her hand on top of Mark’s, ‘I can’t wait.’ Mark felt Chloe’s tummy grumble beneath his hand, ‘are you hungry baby?’ he asked. ‘I’m starving.’ She admitted. ‘Well then I will go and make some breakfast. Bacon butty?’ ‘Mmm, yes please.’ Chloe said hungrily. Mark stood up, bowed and left the room. Chloe laughed and threw a cushion at him before sitting back in the sofa and began to think about her baby again; she was stroking her tummy when she was brought back from her thoughts by the trill of her phone. Chloe read the text from her mum, she shifted uncomfortably in her seat as she read the part that recalled the previous night when she had to admit to her mum that she needed to wear a nappy; she was thankful that she had the pregnancy for an excuse. Chloe typed a quick reply before getting up from the sofa. Mark was almost finished cooking the bacon when he became aware of Chloe standing in the doorway. ‘What’s up princess?’ ‘Mum wants to know the sex of the baby.’ ‘That’s understandable,’ Mark said, ‘are we going to tell people?’ Chloe considered this for a moment, ‘just mum and dad I think.’ Mark finished frying the bacon and transferred it to the bread that he had already buttered, he added sauce and carefully cut the sandwiches in half and then quarters for Chloe. ‘Come on princess,’ he said as he turned just in time to see a steady stream of urine winds its way down Chloe’s legs. Chloe looked down and confirmed what she already though, she was wetting herself again, ‘oh no.’ she cried. Mark put down the plates on the worktop, ‘just stay right there baby.’ He instructed. Chloe did as she was told and stood still as the warm urine continued to pour down her legs and form a puddle on the kitchen floor. ‘Are you finished?’ Mark asked. ‘Umm… I don’t know.’ Chloe said sounding worried. Mark approached his wife, he placed his hands around her waist and slipped his right hand under the waistband of the pull-up; he moved his hand down and felt his wife’s vagina. ‘What are you doing?’ Chloe asked. ‘I am checking if you have stopped.’ ‘Have I?’ ‘I think so baby.’ Confirmed Mark as he slipped his hand out of her pull up. Mark hopped over the puddle on the floor, ripped Chloe’s pull-up off and led her back to the bedroom. Chloe followed her husband without protest and let him take control as he wiped her legs down with baby wipes. ‘Daddy,’ Chloe started. ‘Yes princess.’ ‘Can I have my nappies back please?’ Mark looked at Chloe, ‘are you sure princess?’ Chloe nodded, ‘this is not getting any better.’ She admitted. ‘Okay princess. Lie yourself down.’ Chloe lay down on the bed and watched as Mark got out a thick nappy, she lifted her hips on his instruction and was soon taped into her nappy and felt safer than she had done in days. Chapter 24 Chloe sat in the waiting room nervously playing with Mark’s hand and stroking her tummy. Mark was unusually quiet and the pair were both anxious to find out the sex of their unborn child. ‘Not long now princess.’ Mark whispered in his wife’s ear. Chloe squeezed his hand, ‘I can’t wait.’ She said as she tilted her head onto his shoulder. Mark reached up and stroked Chloe’s hair. ‘Chloe Trimble please.’ The nurse called from the doorway of a room to their right. Chloe stood up quickly, she paced across to the room leaving Mark to collect their things; she entered the room and laid on the bed as she had done five weeks before. Mark entered the room to see Chloe already on the bed, he placed their belongings in the spare chair and took a seat next to Chloe. ‘So this is your twenty-week scan Mrs Trimble. We are going to do a few checks to see how baby is growing and we will check for anything out of the ordinary.’ The young couple nodded in agreement. ‘We should be able to tell the sex today. Have you thought about if you want to know?’ the nurse asked. ‘Yes we do.’ The couple said together. The nurse laughed, ‘well let’s see what we can see then.’ The nurse lifted Chloe’s top to reveal the small bump and the obvious waistband of her nappy; the nurse did not make any reference to is as she tucked the blue tissue into the top of the nappy and squirted on the warm gel as before. ‘So how have things been so far?’ the nurse asked as she moved the wand around. ‘Oh… fine I suppose.’ Said Chloe who was still recovering from the appearance of her nappy. The nurse concentrated hard on the screen, she manoeuvred the wand around Chloe’s tummy and slowly a grainy picture appeared on the screen. Mark and Chloe both beamed at the image on the screen. ‘I am just going to take some measurements of baby.’ Explained the nurse as she clicked on a small tracking pad on the computer. Mark squeezed Chloe’s hand and leaned forward to kiss her on the forehead. The nurse continued to record data and take measurements, ‘are we having any pictures today?’ ‘Oh definitely.’ Answered Mark. The nurse swept the wand across Chloe’s tummy and pressed down harder to get a better picture; Chloe felt her nappy becoming warm as her bladder emptied without her permission. Suddenly, the room was filled with a steady beating sound. ‘That is baby’s heartbeat.’ Explained the nurse, ‘I can definitely tell you the sex.’ She added. Mark and Chloe looked at each other in excitement. ‘Have a look at this picture here,’ the nurse displayed a still image of their unborn child, ‘these are the legs and this little bit here tells me that you are having a little boy.’ Mark excitedly kissed Chloe again, ‘thank you.’ He finally managed to say to the nurse. ‘It’s my pleasure.’ Said the nurse as she wiped the conductive gel from Chloe’s tummy and pulled the blue paper out of her nappy. ‘I will get everything written up and meet you outside.’ The nurse said as she exited the room. Chloe sat up and wiped tears from her eyes, she hopped off the bed and threw her arms around Mark. ‘Oh my god! We are having a boy!’ she said excitedly. Mark joined in with the excitement, ‘I know! Amazing!’ Mark led Chloe back to the waiting room and returned to the seats that they had vacated not long before. ‘We have so much to do,’ began Chloe, ‘we need to sort out a nursery in the new house, we have to get him some clothes, we need to pick a name, we need to…’ ‘Calm yourself down princess, there is plenty of time yet.’ ‘There is so much to get done though.’ ‘We will get it sorted baby. Let’s get home first and then we can plan everything.’ Chloe nodded, ‘I’m so excited.’ The nurse interrupted the excitement, ‘Chloe, here are your notes.’ Chloe took the notes, slipped them into her bag and thanked the nurse. ‘Here are the pictures too. Good luck.’ Chloe took the pictures and held them next to her heart, ‘thank you so much.’ ‘Okay, let’s go and buy something for him.’ Mark said. Chloe spun around, ‘really?’ she squealed. Mark nodded and took Chloe’s hand, ‘let’s get that nappy changed before we go.’ He whispered in her ear. Chloe nodded and floated down the corridor under her husband’s guidance; they eventually entered the adult changing room and Mark locked the door. ‘Come on little miss puddles, let’s get that nappy changed.’ ‘Yes daddy.’ Chloe obeyed and hopped up onto the changing table. Mark slipped Chloe’s trousers down to reveal her well used nappy, he got the supplies from the changing bag and then untapped the wet nappy; he cleaned Chloe’s vagina and slid the nappy from under her bottom. Chloe had picked up the scan picture and was looking at it as Mark slid the fresh nappy into place and taped it up. Mark made sure that Chloe’s trousers were back in place before helping her down from the table. Chloe felt that her nappy change had been completed, she was so transfixed on the picture that she barely noticed that she had been lifted from the table. ‘You’re all fresh and dry baby.’ Chloe snapped out of her thoughts and turned the picture towards Mark. ‘Look daddy.’ She said as she thrust the picture forward. Mark looked at the picture of his unborn son. ‘Isn’t it just great daddy?’ Mark smiled at his wife. ‘Perfect!’

Pretty much all that has been mentioned will kill off a story for me. I am not a fan of having minors as the centre of a story (sexual or not), I think that it can show our community in a bad light; I do of course make exceptions when people talk about their own childhoods in a discussion for example.

I can't quite believe that I hadn't read this story before, I've just enjoyed it all and would echo the feeling that it is a shame that it has ended before a denouement. I liked the writing style and although there are minor slips of grammar or vocabulary, it in no way detracts from a well written story. Many of our talented writers on the board write 'in the moment', chapters are constructed with energy and excitement because getting ideas down before they disappear is a very real anxiety. I hope that those people who have an issue with the writing style can appreciate that you are quite often reading a first draft and you are doing the proof reading.

I've had the same dilema, I have hand written 84 pages of a story but wasn't sure whether to post each chapter in installments or just drop the whole lot in one go. I think the chapter format will probably be the best way to go and like Elfy's point about it building anticipation. Happy writing all.

That is good news moore, I hope it all goes well for you. DC

My most sincere condolences Curious, I am very sorry to hear about your loss. My thoughts are with you and your family at this time. I have a poem here that my mum likes, she found comfort in it when we lost some very close people. Here it is: Letter From Heaven by Ruth Ann Mahaffey To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say. But first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay. I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above. Here, there's no more tears of sadness; Here is just eternal love. Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight. Remember that I am with you every morning, noon and night. That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through. God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you. It's good to have you back again, you were missed while you were gone. As for your dearest family, They'll be here later on. There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man." God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do. And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you. And when you lie in bed at night the day's chores put to flight. God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night. When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years. Because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears. But do not be afraid to cry: it does relieve the pain. Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain. I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned. If I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand. But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er. I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before. There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb; But together we can do it by taking one day at a time. It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too; That as you give unto the world, the world will give to you. If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain; Then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain." And now I am contented....that my life was worthwhile. Knowing as I passed along the way I made somebody smile. So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low; Just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go. When you're walking down the street and you've got Me on your mind; I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind. And when it's time for you to go....from that body to be free. Remember you're not going.....you're coming here to Me. Love to you Curious x x DC

Thank you very much for the wishes. It is much appreciated. DC

Well Dorkster you will have to wait and see. In the meantime I have at least one other project that I am working on. DC

Thank you. And yes there are a few more ideas floating around this empty space. I might write some of them down soon. DC

I am really sorry that it has taken me soooooooo long to finish this part. I hope you all enjoy it. This is it, the story of Mark and Chloe is complete. As always feedback is much appreciated. You can email me at uk_daddycool@hotmail.co.uk or just post a message. I have all the parts as one whole story if anybody wants it, you can email me for it. Also, come check out my site at http://z7.invisionfree.com/ABPlayAway. Enjoy. DaddyCool. All I Want For Christmas Part 10 Chloes eyes shot open as she heard Marks voice, she felt her stomach churn and slowly looked up. Mark smiled down at Chloe. ‘Hello princess’ Chloe smiled the biggest smile, sat up and promptly fell off the bed. ‘Be careful princess.’ Chloes eyes filled up with tears, she stood up and kissed Mark on the lips. Chloe looked at her daddy and smiled again. ‘I thought you had left me for a minute back there.’ Mark smiled back at Chloe. ‘Never princess, never ever’ Mark again put his arms around Chloe and cuddled her tightly, he kissed her sweetly on the forehead and rocked her a little. ‘What happened princess? I remember Dave wanting to fight and falling into me but I can’t remember much after that.’ Chloe proceeded to tell Mark about all the events of that horrible night at the party, she told him how the barmaid had helped and that Dave had been arrested. Mark was surprised to hear how the lads from the office had been close to tears when they had visited. Mark looked around the room and saw all the cards and flowers that had been contributed towards his get well effort. Chloe read some of the cards out to Mark and each time he commented on how clever his baby girl was. Chloe couldn’t stop smiling as she picked out the best of the cards. ‘Come here princess.’ Mark was motioning for Chloe to sit beside him. Chloe walked over and sat on the chair beside Marks bed, she rested her head on the soft padding and Mark began to speak. ‘I’m sorry if I scared you princess. I was in darkness and all that I could hear was your voice, you were upset and calling for me. I wanted to drift away because it felt so comfortable and right but you kept calling. I saw my Nan, she wasn’t happy with my being there and she told me off, she told me to get my lazy backside out of the bed and do some work. I still wanted to slide away but you kept calling me and it begun to feel wrong. I heard you talking and then crying, I knew I had to come back, when I opened my eyes I saw you crying and when I cuddled you it felt right again. You are the reason I am here and I won’t be leaving you anytime soon, I promise. I love you.’ Chloe felt the tears in her eyes as she listened to Mark softly speaking. ‘I love you too daddy.’ Mark continued to recover well over the next few days and was soon ready to leave the hospital and return home with Chloe. Chloe had decorated the flat with balloons and had made a big card welcoming her daddy home. Mark had a huge mound of letters to open, he sat at the table and began to open them. After opening more than a few bills Mark came across a letter from the solicitors telling him that his inheritance money was now transferred into his bank account and that he could begin to spend it. Mark breathed a huge sigh and was reminded of the fact that his beloved gran had passed away. ‘Are you ok daddy?’ Chloe had been watching Mark and had seen him ponder over the current letter far longer than the others, that coupled with the deep sigh told her that there was something wrong. Mark went on to explain about the letter and the sadness he felt for his lost gran. Chloe put her arms around Mark and cuddled him. ‘I’ll be fine princess.’ Mark returned the cuddle and kissed Chloe on the forehead. Mark opened the rest of his letters and then went online to pay his bills. Chloe sat in front of the TV watching the Disney Channel and clapping along to the music. Mark went into the kitchen and looked through the cupboards, they really needed to go shopping, he returned to the living room. ‘We are going to have to go to the supermarket princess, let’s get your bum changed and we can pop along.’ Chloe looked up from the TV and held her arms out, Mark walked over to her, picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. Mark laid Chloe down and then went to the wardrobe for the changing supplies. Once he had the supplies, Mark returned to the bed and slipped Chloes trousers down her legs, he saw the soaked nappy before him and begun to untape it, he lowered the front and used baby wipes to clean Chloes vagina and bottom. Mark lifted Chloes legs and pulled the wet nappy from under her replacing it with a fresh dry one. Mark powdered Chloe well and taped up the nappy, he bent over and blew a raspberry on Chloes tummy. ‘There you go princess.’ Chloe smiled at Mark, she had missed his tenderness when he changed her nappy. Chloe replaced her trousers and as she was walking out of the room Mark swatted her nappied behind. Mark packed a nappy bag, just in case, he made a quick shopping list and then helped Chloe with her coat, they were now ready to go out into the cold February air. Mark opened up the car and made sure Chloe was strapped into the passenger seat safely before getting into the drivers side himself, off they went. At the supermarket Mark made Chloe hold onto the sides of the trolley, she did as she was told and even got some of the items on the list for Daddy. Mark made sure to pick up some chocolate for his well behaved princess, he even took her down the toy aisle and let her pick out a new teddy bear. Mark restocked on changing supplies, Chloe wanted the Pampers nappies that had nursery prints on the waistbands. ‘No princess, they don’t have them in your size.’ Chloe didn’t like that and began to sulk, she wanted the Pampers. ‘Come on princess let’s get to the checkout.’ Chloe refused to move and stood in the middle of the aisle with the Pampers in hand. Mark strode up to Chloe, removed the Pampers and grabbed her by the hand. Chloe pulled back with all her might, she squatted back as toddler would and refused to move. Mark began to get angry. ‘Chloe Lewis, on your feet this instant and stop acting like a spoiled brat.’ Chloe was mortified, she had been shouted at in the middle of the supermarket like a common toddler, she quickly got back to her feet and refilled her position flanking the trolley. Mark manoeuvred the shopping trolley around to the checkouts and Chloe helped place everything on the belt. Mark noticed an extra packet of sweets mysteriously appear. It didn’t take long to pack all the shopping, they were soon back in the car on their way home. Mark drove carefully on the icy roads, the drive took a little longer than usual but eventually they arrived back at the flat and carted all the bags into the kitchen where Mark unpacked and put away the shopping. Chloe carefully unpacked her sweets and put them on the surface, Mark smiled to himself watching his princess. ‘Is my princess hungry?’ Chloe looked away from her sweets and nodded. ‘Yes Daddy.’ ‘What do you want then princess?’ ‘SWEETS!’ ‘No princess, you can’t have sweets for lunch. How about a nice sandwich?’ ‘SWEETS!’ Mark began to laugh and walked over to Chloe, he tickled her. ‘You can’t have sweets princess.’ Chloe squirmed and laughed trying to get away from Mark, she dodged her way out of the room and ran into the bedroom slamming the door on the way. ‘You can’t hide from me.’ Mark chased after her, he opened the door to the bedroom and saw the lump underneath the duvet. ‘Where is she?’ Mark could hear the sniggering coming from beneath the duvet, he continued the charade of looking around the room lifting even the smallest item up and looking under it, the sniggering getting louder each time. Mark eventually came to the bed and sat down. ‘Oh I don’t know where she is. What am I going to do?’ ‘BOO!’ Chloe threw back the covers and jumped on Marks back, Mark threw her off him and onto the bed, then he continued the tickle assault. Chloe struggled and squirmed but she couldn’t get away from Mark, her sides were hurting and she was sure that she had drenched her nappy. The giggling and laughing soon turned to kissing and pretty soon Mark was touching her body and undressing her. Chloe returned the favour by removing Marks clothes, they were rubbing each others bodies and kissing deeply. Chloe still had her nappy intact and Mark reached down and pressed the thick padding hard against her crotch, Chloe moaned with anticipation and longed for daddies hand inside. Mark gradually slid his hand inside her nappy and touched her throbbing, wet vagina, he rubbed her clitoris and kissed her passionately. Chloe pushed her hips closer to Marks touch, she longed to feel him inside her. Mark removed his hand from Chloes nappy and unfastened the four tapes, he pulled back the wet padding and then pulled the nappy from underneath his princess, the nappy ended up in a wet pile on the floor as Mark slid his penis inside Chloe. For the first time in a while they made love, both of them savouring the moment. The euphoria afterwards was only interrupted by the telephone ringing, the answer phone was left to pick up the call. Mark looked across at Chloe and smiled, he leaned over and kissed her. ‘Shall we get a shower princess?’ Chloe sat up and followed Mark to the bathroom where he had switched on the shower, they both got in and enjoyed the hot jets of water on their bodies. Chloe looked down at Marks stomach where the cut was still clearly visible from that fateful night. Mark washed Chloe and then himself before reaching for the razor and shaving foam. Mark carefully shaved away the pubic stubble forming on Chloes crotch before switching off the shower and stepping out onto the mat. Mark first dried himself and then turned his attention to Chloe, he wrapped her in the big fluffy towel and carried her back to the bedroom where he nappied her and placed the discarded wet nappy into a nappy bag. Mark got himself dressed before picking out some nice warm clothes for Chloe, he dressed her and then they returned to the living room. Chloe switched on the TV while Mark went to make the sandwiches for lunch. Chloe and Mark ate their sandwiches and Chloe got her sweets. In the evening Mark treated Chloe to a trip out to the cinema, he also took her for a meal out. It was during the meal that Mark told Chloe what he wanted to do with the money he had from his Nan. Mark had decided that he wanted to set himself up as a computer repair shop as well as selling all the latest computer gear. ‘I have seen a nice little shop for sale by the flat which I think would be perfect. We can have it up and running by this time next month. What do you think?’ Chloe listened intently to Marks idea for his new business, she liked it very much and she was excited. ‘I think it is a wonderful idea.’ Mark was happy that Chloe thought his idea was a good one, hey chatted some more over dinner about what the shop should look like and what each of them would do. Chloe would answer the phones and deal with quotes while Mark would fix the machines, in time they would take on another member of staff to help. That night they both went to sleep excited and dreaming of the future. The weeks passed by and the shop project was in full swing, both Mark and Chloe were dedicating a lot of time and effort into getting the shop ready, baby time seemed to get less and less although Chloe was still wearing nappies. February was fast ending and the spring month of March was about to begin, for Chloe that meant one thing, birthday. March the 5th was Chloes 20th birthday, it would be her first with Mark and also her first as her new personae as baby Chloe. Chloe had been invited out for dinner with her mum and dad for the night of her birthday, they were all due to meet at 9pm. Mark had special plans for the afternoon before the dinner. As the day approached Mark got his things ready, put Chloe to bed early on the night before and then put his plan into action. Finally at 4am Mark crept to bed. The next morning Chloe woke up bright and early, wet as usual but also very excited, it was the morning of her birthday, Mark was still snoring next to her. ‘Daddy, daddy wake up.’ Chloe shook Mark until he woke from his short sleep. Mark yawned and then stretched. ‘Good morning princess.’ Mark looked at the clock, it was 7:30am. ‘What do you want to get up so early for?’ ‘It’s my birthday daddy.’ ‘Is it? Nobody told me.’ Chloe looked at Mark with a scowl. ‘Yes, yes, yes I told you last week and last night.’ ‘Well I must have forgotten princess, sorry.’ Mark rolled over and pretended to go back to sleep. Chloe didn’t like this turn of events one bit and jumped onto her sleeping daddy. ‘Come on daddy, get up. Stop playing.’ Mark got out of bed and put on his dressing gown. ‘Oh ok then, but I don’t know what you want to get up for, I haven’t got you anything.’ Chloe picked up her teddy bear by the arm and followed Mark to the lounge. The room was decorated all over with balloons and banners wishing Chloe a very happy birthday. Chloe looked around in awe at the decorations before she spotted the small pile of presents on the table. Chloe ran over to the table where and picked up the smallest present from the top of the pile. Mark made ready with his camera. Chloe tore at the bright wrapping paper and revealed a small box, inside was an adult sized Disney dummy. Mark took photographs at each stage of the present massacre, when it was over, injured boxes lay spilling their contents onto what used to look like a table. Chloe looked at the rewards for her tearing, the final list stood at: 10 tubs of Play Doh!, 3 new colouring books, a doll, some new story books, some tigger slipper socks and tickets to the stage musical of Chitty, Chitty Bang Bang. Chloe threw her arms around Mark. ‘Thank you daddy.’ ‘You are welcome princess.’ Mark hugged Chloe back and then begun to tidy up the mess that had been left in the wake of the present opening frenzy. Chloe took her new doll (which wore a nappy just like her) over to the sofa and sat watching cartoons. Mark filled up a bin bag with the rubbish, piled the presents on one of the chairs and then went to the kitchen to make some breakfast. Mark cooked a breakfast of sausage, bacon, eggs, tomatoes and of course completed it all with toast. Chloes food was cut up into smaller pieces and had the customary dollop of tomato ketchup. Mark carried two cups of tea into the living room and then went back for the breakfasts, Chloe was still on the sofa engrossed in the latest adventures of The Hoobs. ‘Breakfast princess.’ Chloe switched off the TV, picked up her doll and walked over to the table. Mark placed a bib around her neck and pushed her chair properly into the table. Chloe looked down at the breakfast and licked her lips she used her fingers to pick up the pieces of sausage and dipped it into the tomato sauce then raising the food to her mouth. In went the sausage but not before a drip of ketchup ended up running down her chin and onto the waiting bib. Chloe ate all of her breakfast and drunk her tea, which by the end had more breakfast in it than the hot brew it had started out as. ‘Did you enjoy that princess?’ Chloe looked up at Mark with a face covered in sauce and even a small piece of egg. ‘Yes Daddy, it was yummy.’ Mark finished his own breakfast and then managed to get Chloe still enough to wipe her face clean. Chloe was not the least bit impressed about having the yucky baby wipe all over her face but she was quickly free of it and released from the table to play with her new toys. Mark went to the kitchen and washed up the dishes. Chloe was enjoying colouring in her new books when she was interrupted by Mark. ‘Bath time princess.’ ‘But daddy. I want to play.’ ‘No princess, bath now or we will be late.’ ‘Late for what daddy?’ ‘You will find out princess.’ Chloe reluctantly followed Mark through to the bedroom, she was stripped of her sleeper and nappy before being led in to the bathroom and a nice hot bubble bath. Mark gently lowered her into the hot water and left her to play with the bath toys and the bubbles. Mark got some clothes ready for Chloe and brought out the changing supplies, he then returned to a very wet bathroom. ‘Wow it looks like somebody has been having fun.’ Chloe looked at Mark and gave him a cheeky grin. Mark retrieved a towel from the dirty washing bin and proceeded to mop up all the water on the floor. Once the floor was relatively dry Mark knelt down beside the bath and washed Chloe, he shampooed her hair and washed her all over, once he had finished Mark left Chloe to play for a little longer. When Mark returned Chloe was still playing with her bath toys. ‘Time to get out now princess, pull out the plug.’ Chloe did as she was told and Mark lifted her out of the bath, he dried her delicately and then carried her through to the bedroom. Chloe was placed on the bed and the towel was removed from her body. Mark picked up the bottle of baby lotion that was on the bedside table and poured a slow drip onto Chloes bare skin, she shuddered as the coldness of the lotion registered. Mark slowly rubbed the lotion into Chloes skin, he made sure he got every inch of her body, Chloe closed her eyes and enjoyed the relaxing massage. Chloe was nearly asleep by the time Mark had finished. Mark wiped his hands clean and then took out a fresh nappy, he flipped Chloe onto her back and taped the clean nappy around her. Mark dressed Chloe in her jeans and her jumper. ‘Are you ready for your trip out princess?’ ‘Where are we going daddy?’ ‘It is a surprise princess, you will have to wait and see.’ Mark then took Chloe into the living room and told her to play with her toys while he got showered and dressed. Chloe did as she was told and enjoyed playing with her new doll and looking through her new story books. Mark reappeared ten minutes later, he put on his coat and then proceeded to help Chloe put hers on. ‘Are you ready princess?’ Chloe nodded and was really excited to find out were her daddy was taking her. Mark led her to the car and buckled her in. Chloe sat anxiously awaiting their journey ahead so she could try and work out where they were going, Mark got in the car and then blind folded Chloe. ‘I want this to be a total surprise.’ Chloe didn’t like this new development. ‘But daddy.’ Mark laughed away her protests and then started the car. To Chloe the car journey seemed to last forever, but in reality it was only twenty minutes long. Mark was soon removing the blindfold from Chloes eyes and she could see the sign above the gateway, it read Thirlwell Park Cat Sanctuary. Chloe looked at Mark. ‘Are we getting a cat daddy?’ ‘Yes princess we are going to get a nice new cat for you.’ Mark led Chloe into the sanctuary and met with the owner whom Mark had made an appointment with. Chloe was told she could have a look around all the cages and take as much time as she liked, Mark thanked the owner and then went to join Chloe as the owner went into the small office. Chloe didn’t know where to start, she was surrounded by cages that all housed poor abandoned cats and kittens. ‘Can we have them all Daddy?’ ‘No princess, I’m afraid we can’t. You can pick out two.’ Chloe held up two fingers to show Mark. ‘Two daddy?’ ‘That is right princess, clever girl but you shouldn’t put your fingers up like that, you need to show them the other way around, that way is naughty.’ Chloe immediately retracted the offensive gesture and returned to her search for the perfect two cats. There were so many cats that choosing was going to be a difficult task. Some cats were easy to dismiss as they seemed too fierce to have in the flat, others looked too poorly. Chloe came to a cage where there was a ginger cat rubbing himself up against the wire, he was a very friendly cat. Chloe loved him, she put her finger through the gap and the cat licked her. Chloe giggled as the cat continued to lick her finger tip. ‘I want this one daddy.’ Mark agreed that this was indeed a friendly cat and that Chloe could definitely have it. ‘Are you going to choose another?’ ‘No daddy, I want this one and that is it.’ Mark went to the small office and knocked on the door, he told the woman that Chloe had made her choice and that they would be taking the ginger cat. ‘Oh that is wonderful, we have been looking for a home for Garfield for quite a while, he is an affectionate cat but people want kittens more now.’ Mark worked out the payment with the owner and Chloe had her cat. They were soon back in the flat and settling Garfield into his new home. Chloe set up a nice bed for Garfield in the living room and she made sure that he had food and water. Chloe spent the afternoon playing with her new toys, she had opened her Play Doh! and made a likeness of Garfield with it. Mark took many photographs and was pleased that his plans had worked out well. The day moved along quickly as it often does when you are having fun, Mark had made a few phone calls about some stock he had been expecting and also took a few appointments for people to have their computers fixed on Monday. The shop was to have its grand opening on Monday morning and Mark already had customers to serve. It was now 7pm and time to get ready for the dinner with Chloes parents. Chloe was allowed to get herself showered and after Mark had put her nappy on she dressed herself. Mark and Chloe arrived at the restaurant at around about the same time as Helen and Derek, they all had a drink at the bar while they waited for their table. Mark was updating Helen and Derek about the shop and they were delighted to hear that he had customers on the very first day he opened. Helen was keener to get around to the subject of the wedding now that the shop had been completed. ‘So have you both set a date yet?’ ‘Mum, we have only just finished the shop. The wedding is the next thing on the list.’ Derek laughed. ‘She won’t let it go about this you know, she has been waiting to plan this wedding for 20 years.’ Throughout the dinner more and more wedding things were discussed and by dessert a date had been set. Helen was pleased and was even more delighted when she was asked to plan the wedding. The date that was decided was June twelfth a lot of work was going to be required in the coming months to give Mark and Chloe the perfect wedding they deserved. ‘Leave it to me.’ Helen said. ‘This is going to be the best wedding ever.’ Everybody around the table looked at each other. The race was on. Over the next few months Helen made plans, she had everything so perfectly organised. With the day of the wedding approaching rapidly, all the organisation was paying off and even some of the setbacks had worked out quite nicely. Helen was busy talking with caterers, florist and of course the guests themselves. Chloe was anxiously waiting for the day when she could finally become Marks wife, it was the first thing she thought of each morning and the last thing she thought of each night. Mark was calmly awaiting the big day with his own hidden sense of excitement, the business was going well and his future looked more secure than ever. It was to be a church wedding complete with a big reception in a massive hotel. Mark used some more of his inheritance to pay for the endless stream of bills that seemed to go with what was planned. Chloe was enjoying her time with Helen planning the big day, she loved shopping for dresses and was thankful that there were styles that hid the bulge of her nappy. Mark had planned his stag night for the weekend before the wedding, he was going into the city centre with his mates to crawl around the pub circuit. Chloe decided that she would have her hen night on the very night before the wedding day, she had only a few friends in Fallfield so it was to be a quiet occasion. Chloe could feel the nerves starting to build up inside as the wedding day countdown reached its final seven days, she had not been feeling well and was worried that she would still feel the same on the wedding day. Mark was looking forward to all the fuss being over and settling down to married life with his princess. On the day of Marks stag night Chloe became more anxious, she knew that they were now getting onto the final straight and that it was exactly a week away. Chloe was spending the night in the flat alone while Mark was out, she was worried about the fact that the last time Mark had been on a night out it had ended so tragically. Mark had reassured Chloe that he would be fine, Dave was not going to be there as he was in prison but Chloe still felt uneasy as he walked out of the door. Garfield rubbed up against Chloes legs as she stood watching Mark get into the taxi from the window, she waved him goodbye and blew him a kiss. Chloe heard her phone buzz as she closed the curtain, she picked it up and read the message. ‘I’LL BE FINE PRINCESS. LOVE YOU. DADDY X X X X X X X.’ Chloe smiled to herself and tried to take her mind of things, she made herself some popcorn, opened a bottle of wine and settled down on the settee to watch a film. Chloe eventually managed to get her mind of Marks safety and she started enjoying her film, when it was finished she changed her nappy and ordered herself a pizza. Chloe watched another film and fell asleep on the settee. Chloe was woken up by the sound of knocking, she sat up and looked around the room, the DVD menu was playing on the TV and Garfield had stretched himself out across the rug. The knocking grew louder. Chloe got herself off the settee and sleepily walked to the front door, she peered through the spy hole and saw Mark leaning against the wall. Chloe opened the door just in time to see Mark vomiting in the garden. Mark finished being sick and looked up, seeing Chloe at the door. ‘Hello princess.’ Chloe looked at Mark, he looked very drunk. Mark staggered through the front door and into the flat. Chloe closed and locked the door before following Mark into the living room. Mark was sat on the settee with his head bowed, he looked as if he was asleep. Chloe shook Mark awake, he looked at her and then went into the bathroom, standing on Garfields tail as he went. Chloe switched off the lights and tidied up before heading for the bedroom she checked in on Mark on the way. Mark was lying in the bath fast asleep, Chloe left on the light and went to bed. The next morning Chloe woke up early, she was alone in bed, she got up and walked into the bathroom, Mark was still asleep in the bath. Chloe went through to the kitchen and switched on the kettle, then she went back to the bathroom. Chloe managed to shake Mark out of his sleep and he groggily got out of the bath and went into the living room, Chloe brought him a cup of tea. ‘Did you have a nice time last night then?’ Mark took a sip of the tea and looked at Chloe. ‘It was good, what time did I get in and how did I end up in the bath tub?’ Chloe explained to Mark what had happened, he had no recollection of getting home and he certainly couldn’t remember going to sleep in the bath. Mark apologised for the state he was in, he told Chloe about all the pubs that he had been in and how much fun he had. Mark had another cup of tea and then went back to bed after taking a couple of painkillers. Chloe showered, dressed and went to her mums for the day to carry on with the planning. The days rolled on and as is so often the case leading up to a big occasion they seemed to get shorter and shorter. Helen had everything perfectly timed and was finished with the organising by Thursday afternoon. Chloes nerves were getting worse and as the days had progressed she felt worse and worse. Friday came and Chloe felt awful, she was sick and even passed out in the kitchen at her mums. Helen suggested that Chloe went to the doctors just to be on the safe side but Chloe insisted that she was fine and that it was just nerves. ‘Are you sure that you are not pregnant Chloe?’ ‘Don’t be silly mum.’ ‘Ok dear, I just thought I’d ask.’ Chloe felt a lot better after having some lunch and pretty soon they were back into the swing of things and checking all the details of the next day. Chloe cancelled her hen night in the wake of how she was feeling and opted to have a few friends around at her mums for a quiet drink. Helen went out to get some drinks and snacks for the evening and Chloe went to get a bath. Mark telephoned Chloe while she was in the bath to check she was ok. Chloe didn’t mention that she had passed out and told him how much she loved him and that she couldn’t wait to marry him. Mark told Chloe how much he loved her and that he felt like the luckiest man alive, they both hung up the phone eager to cement their relationship and become man and wife. Chloe finished her bath and after drying herself she assessed her body in the mirror, she was happy with the way she looked and laughing at her mothers suggestion that she might be pregnant she stuck out her tummy. Chloe again dismissed the idea and slipped on her dressing gown. Helen had returned by the time Chloe was dressed and back in the lounge. ‘Did you manage to get everything mum?’ ‘Oh yes dear I got everything we need for a good night in. How are you feeling?’ ‘I’m fine mum, I have had a bath and spoken to Mark on the phone.’ ‘Oh good. I bet he is as excited as you dear.’ Chloe and Helen got everything ready for the evening and also had things ready for the following morning. Everything was now set for the big day. Chloe didn’t drink much that evening as she was still feeling a little sick, her friends more than made up for that fact though as it seemed each of them had drunken Chloes share of the alcohol. Helen had even gotten quite squiffy and cried as she was telling tales from Chloes childhood. Finally at 1am everybody left and Chloe could retire to her old room, she kissed her mother goodnight and climbed the stairs . Chloe went into her room and closed the door behind her, she undressed and changed her nappy. Chloe spotted a box on the bedside table, it was a pregnancy test kit and a note of her mum. Chloe, I thought you might need this. Mum x. Chloe rolled her eyes and threw the box back on the table, she switched off the light and ended her last day as a single girl. Chloe didn’t get much sleep that night, she finally settled at 5am and was woken at 7am by the sound of the letterbox and a car door slamming shut. Chloe got out of bed, took off her wet nappy and then put on her dressing gown. On her way downstairs Chloe saw the letter lying in the hallway, she bent down and picked it up. The envelope was addressed to her and inside was a card, Chloe opened it up and read it. To my dearest Chloe, I wanted to write this to you to tell you how much I love you and that I cant believe that this day is finally here. In a few hours time you will be my wife and for that I feel like the luckiest man who ever lived. You are my whole world and I can’t imagine living my life without you. I want you to know that you are amazing, you make me so very happy. I always wished at Christmas to find love and settle down so you are all I want for Christmas and all I want forever more. I love you more than life itself and when you are standing in the church at the alter with me today you will make me the happiest man on earth. I love you. Mark. Chloe felt the first teardrop roll down her cheek, she went back upstairs and into her room. Helen knocked on the door a few minutes later and checked that everything was alright, Chloe showed her the card and soon they were both sat sobbing on the bed. Helen went to make some tea and brought it back to Chloes room, they sat and drunk their tea before they both had showers and waited for the hairdresser to arrive. Chloe didn’t feel as nervous for some reason but was still vomiting, she had her hair done and made an excuse to be alone while she got on her dress. Chloe was able to nappy herself and put on the dress in privacy. Helen came back into the room and stood in awe of her little girl, she started to cry. ‘You look stunning Chloe, absolutely stunning.’ Chloe hugged her mum and thanked her for everything. There was a beeping from outside and Chloe looked out of the window. ‘Oh my god, it is the cars already.’ Helen went downstairs and spoke to the driver, she shouted up to Chloe that it was time to go. ‘I’ll be right there mum, just give me 10 minutes.’ Chloe felt sick again, she went into the bathroom and locked the door behind her. Chloe quickly took off her dress and ran over to the toilet. Helen knocked on the door. ‘Are you ok in there honey?’ ‘Yeah mum I am fine just a little ill, can you give me some more time?’ ‘Ok dear but you need to hurry up, we have to get going.’ Chloe looked at herself in the mirror, she would need to reapply some make up but nothing major, she opened the bathroom cabinet looking for some pills when she saw the pregnancy kit on the middle shelf. Chloe began to wonder if maybe her mother had been right, she took the kit, slip her nappy down her legs and sat on the toilet waiting to urinate on the stick. It took a few minutes but at last a short stream flowed from Chloe and she placed the strip on the sink before replacing her nappy and putting her dress back on. ‘Chloe come on. We can’t wait any longer.’ Helen was shouting from the bottom of the stairs. Chloe was staring intently at the strip, finally she had her result, she left the bathroom and went downstairs. ‘Is everything ok dear?’ ‘Yes mum it is fine.’ Chloe took the drink of water her mum had for her and then left the house to get into the car. Derek was already waiting inside for her. ‘You look beautiful sweetheart.’ ‘Thanks dad.’ The car sped off to the church, Chloe was running fifteen minutes late. Mark was stood at the front of the church fidgeting with his hat, he hoped everything was ok, he had gotten the message that Chloe was running late but it didn’t settle his nerves. To Mark it felt like an eternity but fifteen minutes later than expected the organ piped up and ‘Here comes the bride’ was blasting out. Chloe made her way down the aisle and came to stand next to Mark, he smiled at her and felt relieved. Chloe handed Mark a small piece of paper. Mark unfolded it and read the two words that made up the reason for her late arrival. ‘I’m Pregnant.’ Mark broke into a huge smile he nodded at Chloe as if looking for confirmation of what his eyes had just read, Chloe smiled and nodded back. ‘We are gathered here today…...’ Mark and Chloe turned to face the vicar. ‘Do you Chloe Lewis take Mark Joseph Trimble……….’ Chloe looked deep into Marks eyes, this was truly the happiest moment of her life, she didn’t hear the rest of the words but knew what she had to say when it went silent. ‘I do.’ Chloe committed herself to Mark, her daddy, she gave herself to him as she slowly wet her nappy. THE END!

You just have to think about what you would do if she really was a baby. I bought my baby girl a shape sorter, you know those things that you have to put the right shape in the right hole, she has great fun with it and I clap and praise her with each one she gets right. Also I ask her to tell me what the shape is and what colour it is. Colouring in can be lots of fun too. As for cookery this can definately be great fun, make some cookies, brownies, sponge cakes or that old favourite melt chocolate to make rice krispie or corn flake cakes. You can also try songs that require some actions, head, shoulders, knees and toes or old macdonalds farm. I hope this helps. DC

I must apologise for the time it has taken me to write this part of the story, it has been nearly 5 months but I have been busy. I have a whole bunch of emails asking me to write this part of the story, you have all been asking ‘what happens to Mark?’ Well I think it is about time that you find out. As usual if you have any comments please let me hear them by either posting or by emailing me. I can also send you parts 1-9 complete. Email me at uk_daddycool@hotmail.co.uk you can also check out my site at http://z7.invisionfree.com/ABPlayAway. So does Mark live or die? Find out by reading on. Enjoy. DaddyCool All I Want For Christmas Part 9 The steady beep of the machines seemed to mark each passing second, Chloe was sitting on a hard plastic chair clutching Marks hand with her head resting next to it. Nurses were passing by the door every few minutes on their way to other places in the hospital. It had been six hours since Mark had been stabbed with the broken bottle and he was now in a serious but stable condition induced into a coma. The lads at the party had all been in to see Mark and each one had left close to tears. Chloe sat in her vigil at Marks bedside wishing that her mum was with her and not thousands of miles away in Florida. Chloe was still in a daze quite not able to believe the events that had transpired, her nappy had long since leaked onto the plastic chair but she didn’t notice or care. Marks chest was rising and falling slowly, the ventilator keeping him in a steady rhythm. Chloe didn’t hear the door open nor did she see the nurse come in. ‘Are you ok dear?’ Red eyed and pale Chloe lifted her head, she wiped away the wetness from her cheeks and looked at the nurse. ‘I’m sorry, what did you say?’ ‘You look like you could use some sleep dear, why don’t you settle yourself into the comfortable chair in the corner and I will get a blanket for you.’ Chloe liked the idea of sitting somewhere a little more comfortable and stood up. The nurse looked at Chloe and saw the drips coming from her crotch. ‘Oh my, it looks like you have had an accident.’ Chloe looked down and finally noticed how wet she was, her face turned red and she felt her eyes fill up again. ‘I’m sorry, my nappy must have leaked.’ The nurse saw how upset Chloe was and couldn’t help but feel sorry for her, she walked over to her and put her arms around the sobbing girl. ‘It’s ok sweetie, you don’t have to be upset. I can get you a fresh pad if you like.’ Chloe thanked the nurse and wiped her face again. The nurse left the room and came back within a minute with a fresh nappy for Chloe, it was the first time that she was not going to be changed by Mark. Chloe took the nappy from the nurse who also handed her a hospital gown to put on, she then left Chloe in privacy to get herself changed. Chloe was not quite sure where to begin, she looked at Mark wishing that it was him that was going to change her nappy and cuddle her. Chloe finally started to remove her sodden dress, she placed it in the sink that was in the corner of the room and filled it with water. Chloe saw the medical wipes in a box on the wall and removed a few, they smelt nothing like the Pampers baby wipes that Mark usually wiped her clean with. Chloe untapped her nappy and let it fall to the floor with a dull thud, she used her foot to push it to one side and then began to wipe herself clean. Chloe used about ten wipes in all and made sure that she was free of urine, she was unable to find any powder to put on. Chloe unfolded the nappy that the nurse had given her, it was plain and boring and nowhere near as thick as her usual Attends. Chloe had never put a nappy on herself before and she was unsure of the best way to do it. Chloe put the nappy between her legs and squeezed them together, she reached around and grabbed the tape, she pulled it around to the front and stuck it into place. Chloe repeated the process with the other three tapes and assessed her work, it was nowhere near as good as Mark but at least it stayed on. Chloe put on the hospital gown and went to the sink to wash her dress. Chloe also took some of the wipes and cleaned the chair that she had leaked onto, after wringing the dress she placed it over the back of the chair to let it dry. ‘Is everything ok my dear?’ The nurse had returned to the room and was carrying a blanket. ‘Oh yes thank you.’ ‘Right well here is your blanket dear, I am just going to check on the patient.’ The nurse looked at the various monitors that surrounded Marks bed and made some notes on the clipboard. Chloe watches attentively waiting for news on any improvement, the nurse continues to take the notes when she spots Chloe watching her. ‘Is there any change nurse?’ ‘I’m afraid not dear, Mark is still stable. You should try and get some sleep.’ Chloe wished the nurse goodnight and curled up on the armchair in the corner of the room, she wrapped herself in the fluffy blanket and closed her eyes. The steady beeps seemed to be saying sleep, sleep, sleep. Pretty soon Chloe was asleep. *Chloe was back in her bed, her dummy was in her mouth and she could feel her body encased in the pink fluffy Piglet sleeper, she could feel Mark lying next to her. Mark was awake and whispering into Chloes ear. ‘Good morning my princess, did you have a nice sleep?’ Chloe put her arms around Mark and cuddled him tightly burying her head deep into his chest, she felt the wetness of her nappy against her shaven vagina and feeling the warmth, knew she was wetting again. Chloe could hear the birds singing outside, she felt so safe and secure in her sleeper and nappy. Mark whispered into Chloes ear again but she couldn’t hear him. An annoying beep was drowning out his words, beep, beep, beep.* Chloe woke with a start, she had been sleeping for only a few hours, she got up out of the chair and walked over to Marks bedside. Chloe sat down with the now familiar crinkle of the nappy around her waist, she took Marks hand and began to stroke it. ‘Daddy, the nurses said you can hear me, can you? I miss you so much, you had better not leave me. I don’t want to be on my own, I don’t want another daddy. I want you, I want to be your wife. I never told you how happy I am that we are together, I have always fancied you, from the minute that I saw you on my very first day in the office. I wanted to ask you out for months but I could never find the courage. Then the Christmas party came and you stopped Dave from pestering me, you were so heroic, my heart melted right there. I was so excited when you asked me out that night, it was like I was fourteen again. I was on cloud nine all night. That first proper date we had when I ended up wetting myself was the best night of my life. I remember how gentle and comforting you were, you made me feel so safe and so little. You took me back to your flat and cleaned me up, I was shocked when you showed me the adult baby websites but the more you explained the more appealing it all seemed to become. The first night you put me in a nappy I felt like I was going to explode, you made me feel so little and so precious.’ Chloe was beginning to sob, she continued to stroke Marks hand she began to fiddle with the ring on her finger. ‘I never thought I could meet anybody as nice as you, I thought it was all too good to be true. I remember when you asked me to move in with you, I was so excited I think I wet my nappy. Mum and Dad loved you and they could see that I did too, they gave me their blessings instantly. I love you Mark and you make me happier than I have ever been, I didn’t have to think twice when you asked me to marry you. I want to be yours forever, your wife, your baby girl, your princess. I want you to be with me forever, so please Mark, please wake up and cuddle me, tell me you are ok, please Mark. I want my daddy, I want my Mark back. Please, please, please.’ Chloe broke down and was sobbing uncontrollably, her tears were falling fast onto the bed. The beeps of the machine grew faster and Chloe looked up, Mark was still asleep but his heart-beat was getting stronger. The beeps grew faster again. BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPP! Chloe felt sick. ‘Oh God no, MARK.’ The door flew open and in rushed the nurse from earlier, she slammed the emergency button on the wall and pressed the button that made the bed flatten out. A team of people bounded through the door, they were all shouting and quickly crowded around Mark. Chloe was crying uncontrollably, her eyes wouldn’t wander from the site of the nurses and doctors around Mark. ‘Mark, please don’t go, please.’ A strong pair of arms grabbed Chloe from behind, they pulled her away from the bed and out of the room. ‘Miss Lewis let the doctors work, you have to stay out here.’ Chloe didn’t even look to see who had grabbed her she had her head in her hands and was running down the corridor bawling. Inside the room the doctors fought to bring Mark back, he had been flat lined for only a minute. Chloe ran and ran, she didn’t know what to do. She saw the door that led to the roof. Back in the room the doctors carried on fighting. The nurse that had pulled Chloe out of the room slipped as she was doing so and had been helpless to stop her run off down the corridor. The nurse gathered herself and gave chase to the grief stricken girl. The doctors fought on. The nurse was half running and half limping down the corridor in hot pursuit of Chloe. The nurse came to the roof door just in time to see it slam shut, horrified the nurse began to climb the stairs to the hospital roof. The doctors continued their fight. The nurse burst through the door that led out onto the flat roof. ‘CHLOE, are you here?’ The nurse looked left and right but couldn’t see Chloe anywhere, she limped to the east side of the roof, no Chloe. As the nurse was approaching the west side of the roof she heard a gang of girls scream, fearing the worst she slowly made her way to the west edge of the roof, she peered over. The doctors continued their battle. The nurse looked over the edge of the roof and saw the group of girls, they were all running from the local drunk who again had his coat open exposing himself to them. The nurse breathed a huge sigh of relief and after scouring the rooftop found no sign of Chloe. The nurse slowly made her way down the stairs and back into the corridor, she was about to go back to her desk to telephone security when she eyed the chapel door; she opened the door slowly. Chloe was kneeling in the front pew, her hands clasped together and her lips moving rapidly. The nurse smiled and scolded herself for thinking the worst of the young girl. ‘There you are.’ Chloe turned to see the nurse. ‘Is he ok?’ ‘I don’t know hun, I came to find you. Let’s say a prayer.’ The nurse took her place next to Chloe in the front pew and the both said a prayer. The doctors decided to give it one last try, they pumped in more adrenaline and shocked Mark again. BEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPP. BEEP BEEP BEEP. ‘He’s back with us, let’s get him comfortable again people.’ Chloe and the nurse finished praying. ‘Let’s go back hun and we will see how he is doing.’ Chloe nodded and stood up, she accepted the nurses arm around her shoulders and together they walked back to Marks room. The doctors were all coming out as Chloe and the nurse approached, Chloe immediately thought of the worst. ‘What’s happened? Is he ok?’ A doctor approached Chloe. ‘He is ok now Miss. Lewis, it was just a scare, he is stable again now.’ Chloe smiled for the first time in hours. ‘Thank you’ The doctors all smiled reassuring smiles at Chloe then they went back to their various rooms. Chloe hugged the nurse and went back into the room. Mark was pretty much the same as he had been for most of the night, his drip had been changed and his bed made up again. Chloe went and sat back on the plastic chair and held Marks hand, she was soon asleep. Chloe woke up as the sunlight was streaming into the room, she glanced up at the clock and saw that it was a little after 8am, her back was stiff and her nappy was drenched. Chloe stood up and stretched, she bent over and kissed Mark on the forehead. ‘Good morning daddy.’ The nurse came into the room and bid Chloe a good morning. ‘Sorry to bother you nurse but do you think I could have another nappy, this one is a little soaked.’ ‘Of course dear, why don’t you get cleaned up and then go home for a few hours, have a freshen up and pick up a few things for Mark.’ ‘Yes I might just do that, thank you.’ The nurse made her checks and once she was satisfied that all was well she went off to get a fresh nappy for Chloe. Chloe couldn’t believe how easily she had accepted the nurse knowing about her nappies, she didn’t think twice about asking for fresh nappies although she yearned for her Attends. The nurse came back with the nappy and handed it to Chloe. ‘Thank you. I will change and then I will pop home for a few hours.’ ‘Ok dear, you take your time and we will take care of Mark.’ Chloe thanked the nurse again and was soon left with her privacy to change. Chloe put her clean nappy on and feeling that the dress was dry she slipped it back on. Chloe picked up Marks belongings at the desk and using the money in his wallet she took a taxi back to the flat. Chloe got out of the taxi and walked up the path to the front door of the flat, she took out Marks keys and inserted them into the lock. The flat was cold and eerily quiet. Chloe closed the door behind her and walked into the living room, her toys were in the corner and her dummy was still on the coffee table. Chloe put the bag of Marks things on the chair and sat on the sofa, she picked up her dummy and put it in her mouth. Chloe saw her teddy bear lying next to her and picked it up, she cuddled it tightly as she lay down. Chloe woke a few hours later to hear the phone ringing, she sat bolt upright and looked over to the corner where the phone was kept. Chloe slowly walked over to the phone and picked it up. ‘Hello.’ ‘Hello Chloe it’s me.’ ‘Oh hello mum, how are you doing?’ Chloe and her mum chatted on the phone for a while, Chloe decided not to tell her mum what had happened, she just didn’t want to spoil the much deserved holiday. ‘Well you take care dear and say hello to Mark for me.’ Chloe felt the lump in her throat. ‘Ok mum, love you.’ Chloe placed the receiver back down and burst into tears, she couldn’t help herself. After a few minutes Chloe decided that she needed to get back to the hospital, she stood up and feeling the fullness in her tummy she squatted a little and gave a little push, the seat of her nappy was soon full. Chloe walked to the bathroom and untapped her wet and messy nappy, she cleaned herself with the baby wipes and then switched on the shower. Chloe stepped into the nice warm jets of water and washed the smell of the stale urine from herself and made sure to clean her bum. During her shower Chloe realised that this was the first time she had washed herself in a while, Mark had taken care of her personal hygiene since she became a baby. Rinsing the soap from her body Chloe switched off the shower and stepped out onto the fluffy bathmat. Chloe dried herself before walking through to the bedroom and getting the changing supplies ready, she laid out the changing mat and unfolded a nice thick Attends nappy before positioning herself on it. Chloe powdered herself heavily and rubbed it in before taping herself snugly into her nappy, she stood up and went to the wardrobe where she took out a onesie, a pair of jeans and a jumper. Chloe had finished dressing herself and felt much better, she picked up some of Marks toiletries and put them into a bag. Chloe then prepared herself a nappy bag and made sure to put in her Pampers baby wipes and a tub of baby powder, she picked up a few items of clothing for both her and Mark and packed them all in. Chloe telephoned for a taxi and then sat on the sofa and waited, she thought about putting her dummy in the bag also but decided against it. A few minutes later the taxi cab honked its horn and Chloe left to return to the hospital. The journey didn’t take long and soon Chloe was walking down the corridor towards the side room that Mark was in. Chloe opened the door and walked in. Mark was still in the same condition as when she had left. Chloe put the bag she had brought in the corner and then folded up the blanket she had used the night before. Chloe was tidying around when the nurse came in. ‘Hello dear, when did you get back?’ ‘Just now. How is he? Any change?’ ‘Well the doctor has been round this morning and he was pleased with the progress, last night was just a scare. The doctor also thinks that Mark maybe able to come off the ventilator in the next few days.’ ‘Really? Isn’t that a bit quick?’ ‘Well you see dear Mark seems to be coping quite well, his body is recovering quite fast from the shock of losing all that blood, the coma was medically induced to let this happen. It is a bit like being under anaesthetic.’ ‘I see, so he is going to be ok?’ ‘Well it is early to say, we are going to bring him off the ventilator in a few days and see how he does, he wont wake up straight away though. By the way a police officer was here to see you earlier, he wants you to make a statement, he said he will be back later.’ ‘Ok thank you.’ The nurse left the room and Chloe went back to the plastic chair beside Marks bed, she held his hand again and kissed it. ‘Hello daddy.’ Chloe began to stroke Marks hand again and laid her head next to it. A few minutes later there was a knock on the door. ‘Hello, Miss. Lewis?’ Chloe looked up to see a man in a suit looking at her. ‘Yes, that is me.’ ‘Hi, my name is Detective Reid, is it ok to ask you a few questions about last night?’ ‘Erm, yes ok.’ The detective smiled and asked Chloe to join him in the relatives room, the walked down the corridor and into a small cosy room that was well heated. Chloe took a seat on the sofa and the detective switched on the kettle, he went on to explain that they had Dave in custody and had taken statements from a lot of the people at the party. Chloe was asked about what she saw which of course wasn’t all that much, she told the detective all about her previous dealings with Dave and how he was jealous that Mark was marrying her. The detective said that Dave would not be charged at the moment until they knew how Mark was going to be. ‘If Mr. Trimble dies then he will be charged with manslaughter, if Mr. Trimble pulls through then he will be charged with GBH.’ Chloe was glad the Dave had been arrested, she felt the rage boil up inside her when she thought about him. The detective thanked Chloe for her time and after he had her signed statement he let her go back to Mark. For the next few days Chloe kept her 24 hour vigil at Marks bedside, she visited the hospital chapel a few more times and prayed hard for her daddy. The doctors were very happy with Marks progress and more talk about him coming off the ventilator took place. People from the office visited sporadically and brought flowers and cards, the room was looking more and more like a florist with each visit. By the Thursday, the doctors were ready to take Mark off the ventilator. Chloe was asked to wait in the relatives room as they performed the task. Inside the relatives room it was warm and cosy but Chloe couldn’t get comfortable, she was sitting on the edge of the sofa her hands between her legs and she was rocking back and forth. The nurse said she would be in as soon as she knew what was going on, it had already been fifteen minutes and still no word. Chloe walked over to the window and looked outside; the rain had been falling for most of the day, she could see people fighting against the wind as they were walking down the road. Chloe turned as she heard the door open, the nurse had come in. ‘Is he ok?’ ‘Yes, he is fine. Mark is still asleep but he is breathing alone, the doctors are very happy with him and they said that it looks good.’ Chloe smiled, she was walking over to the nurse when a doctor walked in. ‘Hello Miss. Lewis, my name is Dr. Blaine.’ Chloe shook the doctors hand. ‘What is the matter doctor?’ ‘Nothing, everything is fine. Mr. Trimble is breathing unaided now and it shouldn’t be long before he wakes.’ ‘That is brilliant news doctor, thank you.’ The doctor shook Chloes hand again and left the room. ‘See’ said the nurse ‘I told you it was ok.’ Chloe smiled again and left the relatives room, she went straight back to Marks bedside and once again took her seat. Mark looked a lot better, there were no tubes around him and he looked as if he was sleeping. Chloe once again took Marks hand and began to stroke it. Chloe rested her head on Marks hand and began to speak. ‘I’m back daddy, the doctor said you are going to be ok, you just need to wake up now. I need you now daddy.’ Chloe began to sob to herself again she kissed Marks hand again. ‘I know you can hear me daddy, please wake up. I miss you daddy.’ Chloe was squeezing Marks hand, she looked up at his face, his eyes were still closed. Chloe got up and kissed Mark on the forehead then she lay next to him and put her head on his chest. ‘Please daddy wake up, I love you.’ Chloe closed her eyes and quietly sobbed, she hugged Mark tightly. Chloe pulled Marks left arm over her and held it close, then out of nowhere she felt his right arm over her as well. Chloe was confused, she was still sobbing when she heard a voice. ‘Don’t cry princess. Daddy is here.’ To be continued.

If you look a few more pages into the story board you will see a 2nd and 3rd part to this story. If you cant find them then email me. DC

Right then, I got fed up of the emails, pms and posts telling me to hurry up with this part so I decided to write it. I hope you enjoy it. Oh and don’t message me asking what happens next because I’m not telling anybody. This story now stands at 103 pages long and will most probably go for at least 3 more parts. If you want ALL the parts then email me and I will gladly send them to you. Please keep the comments coming as it is encouraging. Enjoy. DaddyCool uk_daddycool@hotmail.co.uk. All I Want For Christmas Part 8 Mark stayed in his pose and looked longingly and lovingly into Chloes eyes. Chloe could feel her heart beating nearly out of her chest, she knew that this moment was something out of a picture book, Mark had rendered her speechless. Chloe knew that there was only one word she could speak. ‘Yes’ Chloe gave Mark the biggest smile she could muster. ‘Oh, that is great.’ Mark leaned forward and kissed Chloe. ‘You have made me the happiest man on earth’ Mark slid the ring onto Chloes finger and they fell into each others arms and kissed again passionately. ‘Let’s go and have a drink to celebrate.’ Mark took Chloes hand and they walked over to the pub both of them felt like they were walking on a cloud. The Bears Paw pub looked nice from the outside and as they entered the doors, Mark and Chloe felt the wave of warmth hit them from the heaters, Chloe felt a secondary wave as she was wetting her nappy. Mark led Chloe to a side table that was tucked away, it was more like a booth, they both took a seat opposite each other, Chloe was still shivering from the cold. ‘Are you ok babe? You look cold.’ ‘I’m fine, I’ll be better in a minute.’ Mark looked at the end of the table and saw a menu. ‘Oh look they do food here, shall we get something to eat?’ ‘Er yes why not.’ Mark was trying his best to make sense of that mornings events, he stared blankly at the menu not reading it but thinking, so far today he had buried his gran, inherited a small fortune and had proposed to Chloe. ‘Hello, Mark, are you with me?’ Mark shook his head and saw Chloe waving a hand in his face. ‘What, oh sorry babe, I’m just thinking.’ ‘It has been a busy day hasn’t it.’ Chloe looked down at the ring on her finger, it was nearly a perfect fit, just a little loose. ‘Day, it is only just the afternoon.’ Mark and Chloe laughed. ‘We will get that ring altered as soon as we get back.’ ‘I can’t believe it, I never thought that I’d ever get married, this has been such a weird week.’ ‘Well things are not going to be the same anymore, I mean the money is going to change both of our lives.’ ‘What are you going to do with the money?’ Mark had some ideas, he had not had that long to think about it but his first instincts told him what to do. ‘Well, I’m going to leave work for starts and buy a little house for us.’ ‘That will be great.’ ‘We will have to sit down properly and talk about it when we get home. Anyway, what are we going to eat?’ Chloe picked up the menu and looked through, she didn’t know what to eat. Chloe was again looking at the ring on her finger, she hadn’t told her mum where she was or what had happened yet. ‘What are you having then princess?’ ‘Oh erm I think I’ll have a lasagne with onion rings.’ ‘Ok then, remind me not to kiss you for the rest of the day. I’m going to order at the bar, would you like a drink?’ Chloe looked at Mark and gave him the puppy dog eyes. ‘Can I have a vodka and coke please?’ ‘Oh ok then but only because it’s a special occasion.’ Mark left the table and walked over to the bar leaving Chloe alone. Chloe routed around in her handbag and found her phone, she switched it on, seven missed calls, mum must be wondering if I am still on the planet she thought. Chloe dialled her parents’ house and within three rings she got an answer. ‘Hello mum it is me.’ Chloe regretted the phone call as soon as her mum answered. ‘It’s about time young lady, you have had me worried sick, you know it is not much to ask, a phone call.’ ‘Mum I’m fine will you calm down. Listen I have some bad news and some good news.’ Helen went quiet on the other end of the phone and let Chloe speak. ‘The reason I haven’t phoned is because I have been helping Mark with a few things, his gran died a week ago and he has been a little upset.’ ‘Oh my, I am so sorry, will you pass on mine and your dads sympathies.’ ‘I will mum thanks, the good news is that we should be home later today or tomorrow, we haven’t decided yet.’ ‘Ok dear, will you stop by here on the way, I would like to see Mark.’ ‘Sure mum, I’ll see you tomorrow. Love you loads.’ Chloe hung up her phone and placed it back into her bag, she saw her dummy in there and was very tempted to sneak a quick suck. ‘Here you go babe.’ Mark was back at the table and had placed a large vodka and coke in front of Chloe. ‘Where you on the phone to somebody?’ ‘Yes, I had to phone my mum and let her know I was ok, she went nuts that I hadn’t phoned her sooner. She passes on her sympathies by the way and I told her that we will stop by on the way back.’ ‘Ok, did you tell her about us?’ ‘No not yet, I want us to tell them together.’ ‘Ok, we will stop by on our way back. The food will be 30 minutes by the way.’ Chloe and Mark chatted for a while waiting for their meals, they talked about how they would tell Chloes parents about their engagement. ‘Maybe we could tell them at the house and then organise a meal in a restaurant to celebrate.’ ‘That is a great idea, my parents will be thrilled.’ Chloe once again looked down at the ring on her finger and twisted it a little, a smile spread across her face again. ‘I can’t believe this has happened.’ Mark smiled back at her. ‘I know what you mean, it has been a wild ride.’ Mark and Chloe sat and talked a little more and ate their meals, they had a few more drinks and became quite inebriated. Chloe was allowed a few more vodkas and Mark had three pints of lager. They had been in the pub for a while when they decided to return to the hotel. ‘Come on then babe, let’s get you back.’ Mark got up and picked up Chloes coat, she slide off the seat and as she stood up Mark saw the huge wet patch. ‘Erm, Chloe, I think you have leaked.’ Chloe went red and moved her hand to her bottom and felt the wetness. ‘Oh no, what am I going to do?’ ‘Don’t worry, I am just going to speak to the barmaid.’ Mark left Chloe at the table and he walked over to the bar. ‘Excuse me.’ ‘Yes sir, what can I get you?’ ‘Well this is a little embarrassing but my fiancée has had a bit of a leak on your seat.’ ‘A leak sir?’ ‘Yes, her incontinence aid has leaked.’ The barmaid blushed. ‘I am sorry sir, say no more, we will sort it out.’ ‘Thank you, I will pay for any cleaning.’ ‘Oh no sir don’t worry, we have a baby change if she would like to freshen up.’ Mark heard the suggestion and became excited, he cursed himself for not bringing the nappy bag along with them. ‘Thank you for the offer but she just wants to go home.’ Mark smiled at the barmaid and then returned to a visibly upset Chloe. ‘Come on babe, let’s go and get a taxi.’ Mark walked Chloe out of the pub, other patrons stopped and stirred at the sight of the girl with the huge wet patch on her bottom. Chloe was letting out machine gun sobs as she and Mark exited into the street, Mark was doing his best to comfort her. ‘Don’t worry princess it is my fault, I should have brought a fresh nappy with me.’ ‘I am such a baby.’ ‘Well of course you are, but that is nothing to be upset about.’ Chloe buried her head into Marks chest while he kept a look out for a passing taxi. Chloe began to calm a little and soon they were in a taxi where once again Mark had laid his coat on the seat. The taxi driver pulled into the car park of the travel inn and Mark and Chloe alighted. Mark led Chloe to the room and proceeded to change her nappy. Chloes clothes were very wet as were her legs, Mark decided that a shower was in order for her. Mark got all the changing equipment ready and laid it at the side of the bed, he then went a turned on the shower before returning and undressing Chloe. Mark led Chloe to the shower where he then got undressed himself and they both got under the hot water. Barely a word was spoken as Mark efficiently began to wash Chloes curvy body, pretty soon they were locked in a passionate kiss. Marks hands were caressing Chloes body and she was doing likewise. Mark slid his hand down Chloes wet body and he began to rub her vagina, she moaned slightly and moved her hand down to join his, Mark casually inserted his finger into her and she once again moaned in pleasure. After a few minutes Chloe pushed Marks hands away, knelt down in front of him and took his penis in her mouth. Mark liked this new development and groaned accordingly, Chloe spent a few minutes sucking and licking before standing up. Mark kissed Chloe again and turned off the shower, they both stepped out and dried each other whilst still kissing and fondling. Mark led Chloe over to the bed where he laid her down and then joined her. Mark began to kiss her all over and gradually worked his way down to her vagina, he began to gently lick her. Chloe was moaning and grinding her hips, she felt like she wanted to explode, Mark stopped licking and moved back up, he kissed her deeply and moved his finger onto her clitoris. Mark rubbed Chloes clitoris and soon she was trembling and breathing shallower, with quite a loud moan she felt herself orgasm. Chloe could feel her whole body shaking and looked lovingly into Marks eyes, she reached down and took his penis in her hand and began to rub, Mark was soon on top of her. Mark inserted his penis into Chloes vagina and they made love, Mark climaxed a short time later and they laid in a euphoric daze. After a while Mark picked up the changing equipment and proceeded to put Chloe back in her nappy, he fished out her dummy and popped it into her mouth. Chloe smiled at Mark and they both drifted off into sleep. Mark woke up to the ringing of the room phone. ‘Hello.’ ‘Hello sir this is the reception, I am just ringing to inform you that you are due to vacate the room in an hour.’ ‘Oh, I forgot about that, can I pay for an extra night?’ ‘Yes sure sir. You will need to come down to reception.’ ‘Ok, I will be right there.’ Mark looked over at the sleeping Chloe, she looked beautiful, she was still sucking her dummy and had a slight smile on her face. Mark slipped into his tracksuit trousers, put on a t-shirt and completed the ensemble with a pair of trainers, he picked up his wallet and the room keys before exiting the room. Mark made his way to the reception area and paid for the extra night, he looked at his watch it was 5pm. Mark decided to get some dinner for he and Chloe. He went outside and walked the few hundred yards to the Chinese takeaway, he ordered a banquet and also went into the newsagents and bought some chocolate pudding. When Mark returned to the room Chloe was still sleeping, he put the chocolate pudding in the mini fridge and then walked over to the bed. ‘Wake up princess.’ Mark whispered in Chloes ear as he gently shook her shoulder. Chloe moaned a little and rubbed her eyes. ‘Mmmmmm, what?’ ‘It is time to wake up baby, daddy has some food for us.’ Chloe took a deep breath in and stretched the sound of her nappy crinkling could be heard. Chloe shifted herself and began to sit up, she smelt the food. ‘mmm it smells nice daddy, what did you get?’ ‘Well I got us a banquet from the Chinese, just stuff we can eat with our hands as there is no cutlery here.’ Mark began opening wrappers and exposing the delicious foods beneath. Chloe had put on a t-shirt and was now sitting, legs crossed, opposite Mark. Chloe removed her dummy and Mark fed her spring rolls, sui mai, prawn toast and ribs, she had quite a messy face afterwards but she didn’t mind in the slightest. Mark opened up the carton of chicken and sweet corn soup that he had left to cool. ‘Will you be ok with this princess?’ Chloe smiled, she really liked chicken and sweet corn soup. ‘Yes daddy.’ Mark handed Chloe the carton which she brought to her lips, she began to drink the soup but also allowed some to dribble down her chin, Mark smiled. It didn’t take long for all the food to be eaten, Chloes white t-shirt now had soup and barbeque sauce on it and her face wasn’t much cleaner. ‘What a messy baby we have, let’s get you cleaned up.’ Mark stood up and was about to pick Chloe up when he remembered the chocolate pudding. ‘Actually princess, I have a treat for you.’ Chloe looked at Mark wide eyed and excited. ‘What is it daddy?’ Mark walked over to the fridge and took out the pudding, he explained to Chloe that there wasn’t anything to eat it with so she had to use her hands. Chloe didn’t mind in the slightest about getting a little messier and accepted the pot from Mark. Chloe put her hand into the tub and loaded it with pudding, then she placed her hand into her mouth. Mark laughed as the pudding smeared on Chloes face and dropped onto her t-shirt, he took out his mobile phone and began to take pictures. After Chloe was finished it was back to the bathroom for yet another clean up operation, her nappy was also changed, afterwards she and Mark spent the night watching TV in bed and fell asleep pretty early. The next day Mark and Chloe were to return home, the office had phoned Chloes mobile a few times enquiring as to when or if she was coming back. Mark packed up all their things and loaded the car, a little while later they were on their way. Chloe fell asleep not long after they had gotten onto the motorway she had her dummy in her mouth and a teddy bear in her arms she had crawled into the back seat and was lying across it. Mark turned on the radio and began contemplating what he was going to do with his inheritance. One thing was for sure, he was going to hand in his notice at work and he wanted Chloe to as well, it was time he had his own business. It was early afternoon by the time Mark and Chloe arrived back at the flat, there was a mound of mail to get through and a few answer machine messages mainly from Mr. Frost. Mark checked through his mail and found a card from Royal Mail telling him that they couldn’t deliver packages to him, he remembered that the baby clothes he had ordered for Chloe had been due for delivery. Mark looked over at Chloe who was watching cartoons. ‘Shall we go round to your mum and dads?’ ‘Yes, I can’t wait to tell them.’ ‘Ok well let me just put these clothes in the washing machine and then we will check your bum before we go.’ Mark picked up the bags and walked through to the washing machine in the kitchen, he sorted through the clothes before loading them in. Mark then took the changing bag into the bedroom and got the supplies ready he then went and brought Chloe from the living room and changed her nappy. ‘Right then let’s get going.’ Mark packed up the supplies and then they got underway. As they pulled up outside Chloes parents house Helen was waiting at the door, she ran down the path and gave Chloe a hug. ‘It’s nice to see you dear.’ ‘Thanks mum, it is nice to see you.’ Helen let her grip loose and then hugged Mark. ‘I’m so sorry about your gran dear.’ ‘Thanks Helen.’ They all followed in a line into the house where Derek was sitting in the lounge, he greeted them both and went to make a pot of tea. They all sat down and caught up with each other. ‘Oh my dear, we have some good news.’ ‘You do? What is it mum?’ ‘Well your father had a nice win on the horses last week, he won five thousand pounds.’ ‘Oh mum that is brilliant. Well done dad.’ ‘Yes and he is going to take me on holiday with his winnings.’ ‘Are you going anywhere nice?’ ‘We are going to Florida for a few weeks.’ ‘Aww that is brilliant mum. We actually have some good news of our own, don’t we Mark.’ Mark smiled and nodded. ‘Well come on then, spit it out.’ Chloe grabbed Marks hand and they held each other, Chloes eyes welled up with tears she looked into Marks eyes and then into each of her parents eyes. ‘Mum, dad…….we are getting married.’ Helen burst into tears. ‘Oh my, that is wonderful news.’ She jumped up and hugged Chloe, she then kissed Mark and hugged him tightly. Derek was also emotional which shocked Chloe, he shook Mark by the hand and kissed his daughter. ‘I can’t think of a better man for my daughter.’ ‘Well I think this is cause to open that bottle of bubbly.’ Helen went to the kitchen and found the bottle of champagne she had been saving, she retrieved four glasses from the cabinet and they all toasted the happy couple and the betting win. Mark invited Helen and Derek to join he and Chloe for a meal that evening to celebrate, Helen insisted on cooking for them but was forced to retreat when everybody else decided that it was a special night. Chloe and Mark left Helen and Derek an hour later so they could all get ready. Mark and Chloe returned to the flat to get themselves ready, Mark done some more washing and also paid a few bills. Chloe was picking out something that she could wear that would hide her nappy, she found a black dress that looked ok. Mark came into the bedroom. ‘That is a pretty dress.’ ‘Aww you really think so?’ ‘Yes, you look even more beautiful in it. Are you ready to get a shower?’ Chloe nodded. Mark walked over to her and removed Chloes dress, she was now naked except her nappy which was wet. Mark led Chloe to the bed and then laid her down and removed her wet nappy. They showered together before getting dressed. Mark and Chloe arrived at the restaurant where Chloe had had her wetting accident on their first proper date, Helen and Derek were waiting in the foyer. They all greeted each other before being shown to a table. They all laughed and joked and talked about the wedding. Mark spoke about his inheritance and what his plans were, he told them all that he wanted to open up his own business preferably working from home. ‘Have you set a date for the wedding yet?’ ‘Well mum, we were thinking of the summer.’ ‘That sounds lovely dear.’ The rest of the evening passed a little too quickly as it often does when it is enjoyable, they all parted company a little after midnight. Mark and Chloe flagged down a passing taxi and returned to the flat. Chloe was rather drunk and was very close to leaking, Mark changed her as soon as they got in and she fell asleep. Mark decided to stay up and looked on the internet for some ideas of what sort of business he could open, he browsed for a while but nothing really caught his attention. Mark glanced over at the card that was sitting on the coffee table, it was the Royal Mail card, he saw that he could pick up the parcel at the Post Office the next day so he decided he would go out early and surprise Chloe. Mark switched off his computer and went to bed. The next morning the alarm clock on Marks phone woke him, he switched off quickly and looked at Chloe. Chloe was still sleeping and from the look of her she would be for quite a while yet. Mark got out of bed and got dressed, he leant over the bed and kissed Chloe on the forehead then he picked up his car keys and went to get the parcel. Mark returned a short while later, he carried in a big box and also a bag full of shopping. Mark went straight through to the bedroom and saw Chloe still sleeping, her dummy was lying next to her and she was drooling on the pillow. Mark walked over to the bed and slipped the dummy back into Chloes mouth which she began to suck immediately, satisfied that she was ok Mark went back to the living room. Mark began to unpack the clothes he had ordered and looked at each item, he particularly liked the onesies he had purchased. Mark took the clothes to the kitchen and put them in the washing machine then he set about making breakfast for Chloe. Mark made Chloe pancakes with fresh strawberries and maple syrup, he also made her a bottle of orange juice and then took it through to the bedroom. ‘Wake up sleepy head.’ Mark placed the tray on the bed and shook Chloe. ‘Chloe, daddy has something for you.’ Chloe began to wake but she was still feeling a little hazy after drinking the previous night, she sat up and felt her head. ‘Ow, my head hurts.’ ‘Don’t worry baby, I’ve got you some tablets.’ Mark placed a pillow against the headboard of the bed and shifted Chloe into position, he popped two aspirin into her mouth and put the teat of the bottle between her lips. Chloe swallowed the tablets and forced a smile. ‘Right then, I have made you some pancakes and strawberries, do you think you can handle it?’ ‘I’ll try.’ Mark picked up the plate and cut the pancakes with the spoon, he then loaded it up and fed it to Chloe. Chloe managed to eat half of what was on the plate before she could handle no more. ‘I’m not feeling very well, I think I had something last night that didn’t agree with me.’ Mark looked at Chloe, she was sweating and she didn’t look good. ‘I’ll go and fetch you a bowl.’ Mark got back to the bedroom just in time, Chloe grabbed the bowl off him and vomited. Mark held Chloes hair back and kept reassuring her, she heaved once more. As Chloe was vomiting for the forth time she let out a loud wet fart, then she started crying. ‘What’s the matter?’ Mark found out a few seconds later as the smell of a messy nappy hit his nostrils. ‘I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it.’ Mark cuddled Chloe. ‘Don’t worry, it isn’t your fault. I’ll get you changed.’ Mark gathered the items he required and placed the changing mat beneath Chloe, he then proceeded to change her very messy nappy. Mark decided that he would place Chloe into double nappies as a precaution. Chloe fell back asleep as she was getting her nappy changed. Mark finished the change and then tucked Chloe in and left her to sleep. Chloe woke up a few hours later her head was hurting still and she felt really hot, she kicked off the blankets and could feel the much thicker that usual nappy between her legs. Chloe felt her tummy churn again and within a few seconds she has messed her nappy, she tried to call for Mark but she felt too groggy and she fell back to sleep. When Chloe next came around she still had a headache but this time she wasn’t hot, her nappy had expanded a lot and she could close her legs. Chloe felt the need to be sick and leant over the side of the bed and found the bowl. Chloe began to vomit and felt more mess escape her into her nappy, again she passed out. Chloe could feel her legs being moved and cold air on her crotch, she opened her eyes to see Mark, he was changing her nappy. ‘Hello princess, how are you feeling?’ Chloe looked at Mark and smiled. ‘I’m feeling a little better.’ ‘Good, now you just stay in bed and let me take care of you.’ ‘What time is it?’ ‘It is 1am baby.’ Chloe was confused. ‘How long have I been here?’ ‘Well you have only been in bed 24 hours, you fell asleep drunk at 1am on Friday morning and it is 1 am on Saturday morning now. You have not been a well baby.’ ‘How many times have you changed me?’ ‘Oh about nine or ten times, you have been quite a messy baby.’ ‘I don’t remember any of it.’ ‘Well don’t worry, I will take good care of you. Here is a bottle of warm milk.’ Chloe took the bottle and drank its contents, she felt a little better and she soon drifted back off to sleep. Chloe slept until 7am Saturday morning, Mark was not in the bed with her. Chloe was feeling a lot better now and her headache had gone but she felt different. Chloe kicked back the covers and looked at herself, she was dressed in a big pink fluffy all in one sleeper. Chloe lifted her leg and could see her feet encased in the sleeper and also her hands. Chloe looked at her front and saw a large picture of piglet on the sleeper. Chloe got out of the bed and waddled down the hall to where Mark was sleeping on the sofa. ‘Daddy, daddy wake up.’ Chloe pushed Mark in the shoulder. ‘Daddy’ Mark woke up with a start. ‘What!’ he then spotted Chloe. ‘Oh I’m sorry baby, you gave daddy a bit of a fright then.’ Chloe was smiling. ‘What are you smiling about gorgeous?’ Chloe jumped on Mark and hugged him tight. ‘I like my pyjamas daddy.’ ‘I thought you might like them princess. Have you had a look in your wardrobe yet?’ Chloes eyes widened. ‘There is more?’ Chloe jumped up and ran back to the bedroom, she flung open the wardrobe and stood in shock. Chloes wardrobe was like a toddlers on one side, there was onesies, sleepers, t-shirts and even a baby dress. Chloe felt her knees go weak, she looked down to see a new shelving unit packed full of nappies. ‘What do you think then?’ Chloe was speechless, she just ran to Mark and threw her arms around him. ‘The draws in there have some dummies, bottles and bibs for you as well.’ Chloe hugged Mark even tighter and whispered a thank you into his ear. ‘Shall we check your nappy then princess?’ Mark carried Chloe to the bed and unzipped the sleeper, he pulled it off her and saw a very wet nappy. Mark changed Chloe and replaced the sleeper. ‘You know I think we will have to go back into work on Monday.’ ‘Aww no, but I don’t want to.’ ‘I know baby but we have to go back sometime. I’m only going in to hand in my notice.’ ‘Why? Have you found a business to start?’ ‘Not yet but I need time to work on it. I can use the inheritance for now.’ ‘What about me?’ ‘Well I want you to work with me, you can leave as well.’ ‘I can? That is great.’ Chloe hugged Mark and they chatted for quite a while about some options open to them, they talked about many different business ideas. The rest of that weekend was spent in the usual way and on Sunday Mark and Chloe visited Chloes parents before they went on their holiday. Finally it was Monday morning and both Mark and Chloe had their notices written and ready to hand in. Chloe wore a onesie beneath her usual office attire and of course her nappy. Chloe and Mark announced their engagement to the rest of the office on Monday afternoon and then also announced their impending departures. Mark had a meeting with the manager and was required to work two weeks notice whiles Chloe had only been required to work one weeks notice as her length of service was still under a year. The girls in the office were crowded around Chloe all day they were all gossiping and asking how long she and Mark had been going out. Inevitably the talk turned to a leaving party, Marie, one of Chloes friends suggested that they have a joint leaving/engagement party on Friday. Chloe agreed that it sounded like a good idea and went to speak to Mark. Mark was sitting at his desk when Chloe approached him. ‘Hello gorgeous, what are you after?’ Chloe bent over the desk and kissed Mark, the cat calls rang around the office. Mark shouted for them all to grow up and he and Chloe spoke about Friday night, they both agreed that it would be a great idea and Mark left Chloe to plan it with her friends. ‘Don’t forget to come and see me at lunchtime for you know what.’ Chloe blushed crimson as Mark reminded her of the lunchtime nappy change. ‘Ok, I’ll see you at the car.’ Chloe didn’t do much work for the rest of the morning she was planning the party with the rest of the girls. Mark was also getting very little work done as the lads were very interested in him and Chloes relationship. There was one person in the office that was not at all happy with the engagement of Mark and Chloe and that was Dave. Dave had always fancied Chloe and had even tried to grope her at the last Christmas party but Mark had stepped in. Dave didn’t like Mark in the slightest and was really jealous of him. ‘So what is she like in bed?’ Mark looked at Jason who had asked the question that was on all the lads lips. ‘Piss off, I don’t ask you how Kath is in bed do I?’ Mark looked across the office and seeing Chloe he gave her a little smile and a wink, she returned the gesture and stuck out her backside a little. Mark met Chloe at the car at lunchtime where he changed her on the backseat, the talked for a bit before going to get their lunch. The afternoon was back to normal and people had drifted back to doing their jobs. Mark was viewing some technical information when he received a new e-mail from Chloe. ‘Wearing this wet nappy here is making me so horny.’ Mark could see Chloe at her desk from his own and smiled over at her, he opened up his email and typed back. ‘Why don’t you do something about it then?’ Mark hit send and then watched for Chloes reaction he saw her smile and blush as she was reading. Mark could feel himself getting turned on, then another email popped up. ‘I think I will!!!!!XXXXXXXXX’ Mark looked over at Chloes desk and saw her stand up, she smiled at him and then walked down the corridor. Mark felt himself get excited and he wondered if he should follow her. Mark scrolled down the email. ‘Are you coming or not x x ;-)’ Mark nearly jumped out of his seat, he then realised that he had to look normal. Mark straightened his jacket and began to walk down the hall toward the toilets. As he passed the store cupboard he heard the door open. ‘Where are you going sexy?’ Chloe was in the store cupboard and reached out and grabbed Marks tie, once the door was shut behind them they started to kiss each other. Mark reached down and placed his hand up Chloes skirt and then unsnapped her onesie, he felt the front of her nappy which was wet. Mark pushed the front of Chloes nappy into her vagina and she took a sharp breath in. Mark then began to rub the front of the nappy whilst kissing Chloe, he then slid his hand into the nappy and began to rub her clitoris. Chloe was very wet and turned on, she found herself pushing her hips toward Mark and pushing his hand. Mark concentrated solely on Chloes clitoris and soon she was climaxing, her face was frozen in a silent scream. Mark felt Chloe trembling as he refastened her onesie and straightened her skirt. ‘We will finish this later.’ Chloe, still trembling, kissed Mark and left the cupboard. Mark felt like relieving himself right there in the cupboard but thought better of it and summarised that he would probably enjoy it better later on. Mark left the cupboard and went back to her desk to find another email waiting. ‘I’m still shaking.’ Mark glanced at Chloe and winked, she held out her hand to demonstrate how shaky she was, Mark put his finger into his mouth and tasted Chloe. Chloe just shook her head and felt herself tingle again. The rest of the week passed pretty much uneventfully and apart for the odd detour to the cupboard it was mainly boring. Friday had finally arrived and there was the usual air of excitement around the office that always fell when a party was imminent. The time was set for 8pm to start the party and it was going to be held in the same place as their Christmas party. The girls decorated the hall after work and had made banners whilst the lads had pinned blown up condoms to the wall. It was only going to be a small gathering of about 30 people and it promised to be a good night. The guests of honour didn’t arrive until 9pm and the party was well underway. Chloe joined the girls whilst Mark went to get a drink. At the bar Mark ordered a drink for him and Chloe, he looked down to the end of the bar and saw Dave sitting on a stool. Dave was drinking Whisky straight and had already been drinking for a good few hours and was well under the influence. Mark sighed to himself he didn’t need any of this right now, he knew Dave was a nasty man when he was drunk. ‘Hey Trimble.’ Dave stood up and began to walk towards Mark. ‘Hey Trimble, I’m talking to you.’ Mark turned to face Dave. ‘Listen Dave just leave me alone, I really can’t be arsed with you tonight.’ ‘She is too good for the likes of you Trimble.’ Dave was slurring his words and was leering toward Mark. ‘She should be with a real man.’ Mark looked at Dave, he wanted to punch him so bad. ‘Listen you arsehole, just keep your mouth shut or leave, I am not in the mood for you. ‘What are you going to do about it you lanky streak of piss?’ Mark had heard enough and stepped forward to grab Dave, as he put his arms out Dave through a punch that landed square on Marks jaw. Mark staggered backwards and Dave grabbed the bottle of beer that Mark had just ordered, he smashed it on the edge of the bar and held it out in front of him. Further down the bar Jason and Greg saw what was about to happen and ran to help. Mark, still reeling from the punch, found his feet again and brought himself up to his full height. Dave was still wielding the broken bottle in front of him and was thrusting forwards with it. Mark could see the two lads approaching from Daves rear, they were nearly upon him. ‘I’ll fucking kill you.’ Dave was drooling and had turned red with anger. Chloe had heard the commotion and began to make her way across the room towards the fracas. Mark stood ready to punch Dave as soon as help was there. Jason and Greg were now right behind Dave, Jason made a grab for Dave but tripped on a bar stool and ploughed into the back of Dave. Dave was knocked forward and straight into Mark who fell backwards and hit his head on the edge of the bar. Chloe got there just as Mark fell, Jason and Greg had now grabbed Dave and they were holding him to the ground. Chloe knelt beside Mark and lifted his head. ‘Oh my god MARK!’ Mark was only just conscious. ‘He got me, the bastard got me.’ ‘No babe you just fell.’ Mark put his hand to his stomach, Chloe followed his hand and froze. Marks white t-shirt was turning crimson as the blood seeped from the gash in his stomach. ‘OH MY GOD NO! GET AN AMBULANCE.’ Chloe burst into tears as the barmaid came running round and pushed her out of the way. ‘I know first aid. Somebody phone for an ambulance quickly.’ Chloe watched as the blood kept pouring out of Mark and he slipped into unconsciousness. ‘MARK DON’T GO PLEASE. MARK. MARK. MARK.’ To be continued

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Hello Northbaby, I am DaddyCool and I am also in the UK. Welcome to the forums, have fun. DC

Welcome Ron and let me just say that you are a lucky man. I would advise your partner to get some lockable plastic pants and then you would have no choice but to poop your diaper. Just a thought. DC

I like alot of games but the one I like the most would have to be Football Manager. DC

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So Darboy have you just not found the right diaper or are you one of these people that want to try everything? Or did you get a job lot from e-bay? DC

I got me a family party to go to, going to get drunk in the afternoon whilse watching the football and then go to the party. Having a nice roast dinner on New Years Day so it is a good recovery. DaddyCool