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I know you don't want to turn it into an AB story. But Sam has to regress a bit the way he's been treated. No matter what you do I'm sure it will continue to be a brilliant story, thanks for sharing.

Paddy

yeah maybe there can be some little AB elements like perhaps as part of the consequences that Jess is talking about is that if Sam will immature and act like a baby about it, she will treat him like one. She won't get a onsie or anything right away, but maybe just a baby bottle and gets fed (but he grows to like it because she becomes a very nurturing mommy)

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I'm still waiting for this guy to snap. I mean I can't imagine how a guy could stand to be humiliated all day every day. I'm wondering if a blowup is coming.

Believe it or not, Sam's argument with Jess WAS the blowup. He stood up for himself but it didn't work. It was a rare assertive moment for Sam. Its important to remember that, despite his admittedly strict wife, Sam brings a lot of this on himself. He willfully agreed with Jess that he would give up control of his diapers. Not only that, but he frequently waits till the last minute to use the bathroom (like his 'close call' at the office) and often waits too long before mentioning that he needs to use the bathroom. If he wasn't still in denial to some extent about his problem, he would have far fewer accidents.

Its also important to consider that his lifelong bedwetting, along with a public daytime accident in high school has really reduced his self confidence so he has trouble standing up for himself... especially when sexual incentives are offered,

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I'm actually kind of relieved that there are still some stories that don't involve guys in frilly dresses, sucking pacifiers like they've never been separated from them, playing with baby toys and stuck in play pens. Your story is just fine (actually; great) the way it is, and if people want to read about different stuff they're free to write it themselves.

Thanks for a great story, both this one and your last one. Hope you continue writing, I for one would love to see where it goes. :) Keep it up! You're just about the only reason I check the story forum anymore.

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This is a story, which means not real real!

I try to make each one of my stories as realistic and plausible as possible. At the very least, I try to keep things within the realm of believability. And I just cannot conceive of a circumstance where a wife would force her husband to sleep in a crib and feed him babyfood

Having a boyfriend diapered by his girlfriend and her sister! Really, that's no more believable then a boyfriend in a crib, being force fed baby food lol. It's a story! Make Believe!

Don't take a back handed swipe at the AB's!

To those that want the story to go more ab related. He said he's not into the ab stuff, write your own story. You may actually like it, and release some great imigination. We could have another great writer or two!

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I really do get cross when people flood good stories with insane suggestions.

That being said, I found the participation of the younger girl as a helper realistic within the realm of the story. A medical professional and a girl interested in the same field really would not be phased by a diaper change, especially one initiated with the senior healthcare provider asking for a hand.

As the author said, it's all about having that shred of reality and blending it with (as you pointed it out) make-believe.

Keep going newguy, it's a good read.

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Yes, yes. I agree with those supporting you in the way the story is going. Its your's to write and ours to read...or not. I think it's great the way it is. He is being totally humiliated and more and more diaper dependent. He doesn't need to be turned into a baby.

Thanks for writing!

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I'm also enjoying your story BUT does she still really love him or does she feel the control of her husband is more important. Many times when my girl friend playfully spanks me she always holds me and tells me to be a good boy. I except that because I know she still loves me and shows me. Sam has nothing but a dictator telling him what to do and what to think. If she showed him she still loves him and that by trying this will make their lives much better all around. She could get a good nights sleep and have him cooperate a little better. You can get more flies with sugar than you can with vinegar. He still loves her that's why he is trying although not 100% Although this story is well written and has a good story line to me its a control story not a love story or maybe that's what you're really writing about. Just my opinion and I do love your story so please do not take offense at what I think. Eagle/Baby Jay PS I hope I haven't put my foot into my mouth.

i don't think its a control story but she is not showing him enough love

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Sam awoke the following morning, as always, in a soggy diaper. Ripping the tapes off, he tossed it into his diaper genie and headed towards the shower. Nervous that he would have to speak to or have some kind of interaction with Caitlin, he was careful to get dressed for work quietly and tip toe towards the front door. Luckily, Caitlin had been fast asleep on the couch. It was 7:00 am after all.

Sam's day at work went more or less the same as it always did. He went through the motions making calls and filing paper work but his mind was elsewhere. He kept replaying the events of the past night in his mind. Jess and her friend Shelby had always been strict when they had helped him to get ready for bed. He was used to it. But Caitlin had been downright mean. Her words 'diaper boy' still rang in his mind throughout the day. The embarrassing finale came at the end of the evening when he had to sit in his bedroom waiting forever for Caitlin to untape his diaper until he couldn't wait any longer. Her phone conversation had practically forced him to wet his diaper.

Of course, that wasn't entirely true. Sam had to mentally scold himself for holding it for as long as he had. He had always had poor bladder control but, over the years, he knew he'd gotten in the habit of waiting until the last possible minute to find a bathroom.

It started in childhood, when his mother had made him wear pull ups during the day for quite some time after a few minor accidents. Every time he announced that he had to go to the bathroom, it was like confessing how bad his control really was. So he would wait for the best opportunity... until they were near a restroom, until they got home, until the time when he wouldn't have to admit it... and he could go and use the toilet. In the end, it made sense. Sure, having an accident was bad, but it wasn't nearly as bad as telling someone that he had to go, urgently searching for a bathroom, then having an accident. Times like that just seemed to prove to his mother that he needed to wear pull ups.

When Jess put him back into diapers, it became too much. He fell back into old habits. He stopped advertising his need to go to the bathroom. The same thing had happened during their trip to the museum. Abrupt accidents and messy diapers don't really make a good case for getting out of diapers.

Of course, he hadn't been concerned with waiting to use the bathroom last night. After all, he was in his own house. True, he dreaded having to announce his need to Caitlin of all people but he was certain he could make it. And if Caitlin had untaped his diaper right away, he would have definitely made it! She had abused her power, plain and simple.

On the one hand, Sam knew he had provoked her early on in the evening but, on the other hand, he knew it was ridiculous for her to order him to get ready for bed so early. He had to stand up for himself. He had to tell her that 9:30 had always been the rule. Why couldn't Jess see that? It was like she was determined to NEVER take his side in any argument... even one that he'd had with a teenage girl. But he knew that, after his big accident at the museum, Jess and Caitlin both had some justification to force him to wear diapers. Wearing diapers was one thing but Caitlin forcing him to wet in them was quite another! If only she hadn't been on the phone for so long, none of this would have happened. That much was certain, she had abused her power.

Sam had caught up on some extra work at the office, knowing full well that he'd eventually have to go home and face both Jess and Caitlin. He pulled up to his apartment at 9:19. 'Perfect timing!' Sam thought to himself, rolling his eyes. As he opened the front door, he saw Caitlin sitting on the couch in front of him wearing a tank top and a jean skit, watching TV. He made eye contact only briefly before turning and looking down. Jess was standing in the kitchen washing dishes.

"Hey sweetie, how was work?" she asked.

"Fine... you?" he said.

"Not bad." she said.

Jess then turned off the sink and grabbed a towel to dry her hands as Sam walked into the kitchen. She looked pretty as always wearing a modest pair of khaki shorts and a green polo shirt, her soft brown hair tied up in a neat bun.

"Its about that time, Sam. Why don't you go take off your clothes while I finish putting these dishes away, okay?"

"Okay."

"And after we get you ready for bed, I want you to come into the living room and we're all gonna have a little talk about what happened last night."

There is was, Sam thought to himself... the conversation he'd been dreading all day. The tone in his wife's voice didn't give him much confidence. He felt so powerless as he stripped off his clothes and unbuttoned his shirt before finally sliding his underwear off. He quickly searched for the baggiest shirt he could find out of the dresser - a maneuver he had begun to perfect over the past few months. Sure, he'd have to be naked from the waist down to be diapered. But he could preserve some of his dignity by refusing to be TOTALLY naked. Unfortunately, tonight, most of his larger t shirts were in the wash and he had to settle for one that provided less coverage than he would have liked.

Jess entered the room shortly after, pulling a new diaper from the dresser and unfolding it. Without her saying anything, Sam pulled his knees to his chest with a sigh. Jess sprinkled some powder onto his bare butt and rubbed it in before sliding the diaper under his rear.

"Okay, all set" said Jess.

Sam lowered himself onto the diaper.

"So Caitlin tells me you two didn't exactly get along last night." said Jess as she pulled his diaper closed, taping it up.

"It wasn't my fault. When I got home, she started saying-"

"Sam, hold your horses, you'll get a chance to speak. I want to hear both sides but, for now, I want you to come with me into the living room and we'll all have a discussion about it." said Jess standing up and opening the bedroom door.

Sam sat up but he hesitated to stand up. His shorter t shirt provided little cover causing his thick disposable diaper to stand out even more than usual. It was probably the worst outfit he could have been in for a conversation like this. Jess stood in the doorway of their bedroom, holding the door open, tapping her foot.

"What are you waiting for, c'mon." she said.

With that, Sam took a deep breath and stood up, following Jess into the living room. A smaller sized couch and a lazyboy recliner had always been the full extent of their furniture in the living room.

"Have a seat." said Jess gesturing toward the empty spot on the couch next to Caitlin.

Caitlin scooted a few inches back as he sat down. She clearly didn't want to sit next to him anymore than he wanted to sit next to her. Jess sat down in the lazyboy and faced them.

"Okay, Caitlin I've heard your side of the story. Sam, Caitlin says that after she got off the phone with me, she saw that you peed all over the toilet seat. I told her that you've been having that problem for a while and, to be honest, I think she's right to be upset about it. If you use the potty again while Caitlin's here, I'm going to expect you to put the seat up when you pee and put it down afterwards. But thats really a minor issue. Before I left, I told you that you shouldn't be wetting your diaper because you're only a few steps away from the bathroom and I didn't want Caitlin to have to change any of your diapers last night if it could be avoided. Caitlin told me that you asked to use the potty and when she came into the bedroom, you started wetting your diaper right in front of her. Is that a fair summary of what you told me, Caitlin?" asked Jess.

"Yeah thats pretty much what happened, and then I changed him. I was just kind of surprised because you said he wouldn't have any trouble using the potty last night and I walked into the room and I was about to untape his diaper when he started squirming and peeing himself. I'm not saying that he, you know, did it on purpose but... I guess it wouldn't surprise me with how rude he was acting to me all night." said Caitlin.

"Thats so not true and you know it!" shouted Sam.

"Sam, I told you you'd get your turn. But right now Caitlin is talking... so shush." said Jess.

"Yeah... well... anyways, after that, I changed him into a clean diaper and... I told him that it might be a good idea if he went to bed." said Caitlin.

"I told you that he could stay up as long as he wanted. Why did you tell him to go to bed?" asked Jess.

"I don't know... I guess I was just so worn out after arguing with him all evening and checking his diaper, then changing his diaper, and I just felt like taking a break." said Caitlin.

"Okay, Caitlin. I can understand you feeling a little worn out after taking care of Sam for a night, I really can. But Sam is a grown man." said Jess.

"Exactly! Thank you!" said Sam.

"Sam, I'm not going to ask you again. You'll get your turn. But until then, zip it, okay?" said Jess.

Sam sighed as Jess continued.

"Like I said, Sam is a grown man. He's not 5 years old. You can't just put him to bed early. And this is his house, not yours, okay?"

"Um... yeah... okay." said Caitlin sounding a little less confident.

"Now Sam, I told you that I didn't want you peeing in your diaper while Caitlin was taking care you and you did it anyway. The bathroom was like 5 feet away and she was seconds from untaping you. Now I want you to know that I'll be a lot less angry if you're honest with me. Did you go potty in your diaper just to get back at Caitlin?" asked Jess.

"No Jess, honestly, I didn't." said Sam.

"Then why did you?" asked Jess.

Sam, still feeling a little nervous, took a deep breath.

"Well, I told her that I needed to go to the bathroom and she was on the phone and she told me to go and wait for her in the bedroom." began Sam.

"Oh? Caitlin, you didn't tell me you were on the phone." said Jess.

"Yeah, I dunno, I didn't think it was that important." said Caitlin.

"Thats why she wanted me to get ready for bed so early... because she wanted to talk to her boyfriend at 9:30. She was on the phone when I asked to go to the bathroom and she told me to wait in the bedroom. I tried to hold it but it took her like 10 minutes to come in. I held it as long as I could." said Sam.

"Thats not true! I was on the phone for like 2 minutes before I came in!" shouted Caitlin.

"Caitlin! Wow, take it down a few decibels okay? Sam is speaking right now." said Jess.

"So when Caitlin came in, you couldn't hold it anymore?" asked Jess.

"I... tried. I tried really hard but when she came in to do the tapes, she pushed me back on the bed and I... couldn't help it." s

"Is that true, Caitlin?"

"I just pushed him back so I could untape his diaper. I wasn't even even on the phone for that long. It took like 2 minutes." said Caitlin.

"No way, it was at least 10 minutes that I waited. Then she called me 'diaper boy'." said Sam.

"Did not!" shouted Caitlin.

"Okay, I think I've heard enough. Sam, I can't say that I approve of your attitude towards Caitlin last night or even now. You guys are my family and you both need to figure out how to get along. And Sam, when you go potty, you need to pee IN the potty. How many times have I told you that?"

"I don't know..." said Sam, his head downcast.

"All of that being said, Caitlin, I think it might have been a mistake for me to leave you in charge while I was away." said Jess.

"What?! You're getting mad at me because Sam can't control his pee?" said Caitlin.

"Caitlin, thats enough! Sam has a medical condition, you know he can't help it. Like I said, I was the one who made the mistake of putting you in charge. I know it was a lot to take in last night and, like I said, I think Sam could have had a better attitude. But you need to understand that Sam can't always hold it for very long. I know that 2 minutes may not seem like a very long time for you or I to wait but for Sam, that can make all the difference. When he tells you he needs to use the potty, he means it. Its not fair for you to make him wait like that. And knowing the way you get when you're on the phone with a boy, I'd be willing to bet that Sam was waiting closer to 10 minutes. And if you are a nurse and a patient needs something, you can't just step outside and call your boyfriend whenever you want."

"So you're taking his side?" asked Caitlin.

"Yeah, I guess I am. But I still want you both to apologize to each other."

"What?!" they both said in unison.

"You heard me. Caitlin, I want you to apologize to Sam for making him wait so long when he had to go potty." said Jess.

"I'm... I'm... s-sorry, Sam." said Caitlin.

"For what?" prodded Jess.

"For making you wait to use the potty." said Caitlin.

"And Sam, I want you to apologize for your attitude and for peeing on the seat. You weren't really a gentlemen last night."

"I'm sorry I was... you know... kinda hard to get along with. I didn't mean to go... on the seat. Sorry." said Sam.

"Okay, now shake hands." said Jess.

Sam turned and shook Caitlin's hand. As he shook it, he saw Caitlin roll her eyes. Sam had a slight smirk on his face. Jess had finally sided with him.

"Now I don't want to hear anymore about this. Caitlin's not going to be in town for much longer so I want the two of you to get along, okay?"

They both nodded.

"Jess, could I go into the other room and watch some TV? Its kind of been a long day." said Sam.

"Sure sweetie, you go right ahead. Can I get you anything?" asked Jess.

"I dunno, a coke?"

"Coming right up." she smiled.

With that, Sam got up and walked towards his bedroom. Before he went in, he couldn't resist the urge to glance back at Caitlin. He was still smirking. Caitlin stuck her tongue out at Sam. This just made Sam smile even more. He couldn't remember the last time someone stuck their tongue out at him. Shortly after, Jess entered the bedroom shutting the door behind her.

"How are you, sweetie?" she asked as she sat down next to him on the bed.

"I'm fine I guess." he said.

"Diaper still dry?"

"Yep."

Jess slid two fingers into the leg band of the diaper to check for herself.

"Good... So Sam... I'm sorry about last night. You know this isn't easy for me to say but I think maybe I owe you... you know, I owe you an apology." she said with a sigh.

"Really?" Sam couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"Yeah, I mean, Caitlin is mature for her age but she really did act like an immature teenager last night. I shouldn't have left her in charge. I'm not going to do that again."

"Thanks, Jess."

"I promise I'll find a way to make it up to you. Are you still taking tomorrow off of work to hang out with us? Remember its her last full day in town before she goes home."

"Oh shit... uh, yeah, okay sure I guess I'll have to." said Sam as he remembered that he had taken a day off from work to hang out with Jess and Caitlin.

If he'd remembered, he probably would have cancelled it earlier in the day but he'd had a lot on his mind. Now he had no choice. But a day off was a day off.

"And I just want to let you know that you'll still gonna be wearing diapers tomorrow. Before you say anything, I want you to know that it has absolutely nothing to do with your accident last night. That wasn't your fault. I'm having you wear protection because we're going to be out of the house for most of the day tomorrow. Thats been the rule for a while now. And we'll find you a potty as soon as you need to go." said Jess.

Sam sighed.

"But I was thinking... if you did have any accidents tomorrow, Caitlin should be on diaper duty."

"What?!" said Sam.

"I'll supervise her of course. I'll be there the whole time. But she was the one who said she wanted to be a nurse. After last night, I'm not so sure she's really cut out for the job. C'mon Sam, this is my day off too. Let her change you. I'll make sure she does it right. Did her diapering last night feel okay? Not too tight?"

"No, I dunno, it was fine I guess."

"Well the bed is dry as a bone. It doesn't look like you leaked at all when you had your accident. Trust me Sam, I'm not gonna let her treat you the way she did last night. And I'm definitely not gonna let her call you any names... did she really call you diaper boy?"

"Yeah, she did."

"Well, I'm gonna need to have a talk with her about that. But she is on diaper duty tomorrow. Thats her punishment for calling you names. You had to take a lot of crap from her last night so I won't feel the least bit sorry for her is she has to do the same for you tomorrow."

"Ha-ha. Very funny." Sam said sarcastically.

"I'm sorry, sweetie. That was a low blow. Come here." said Jess with open arms.

Sam sat up in bed and hugged Jess. She kissed him on the cheek.

"Can you forgive me for leaving my immature cousin in charge?"

"Yeah I guess." said Sam.

"Okay, well, I'm going to have a talk with her, let me know if you need anything." said Jess getting up and walking out of the room.

Sam sipped his coke while staring at the TV screen. He still had a small smile on his face, satisfied with his victory against Caitlin. It didn't even matter that he had to wear diapers the next day. He was just glad that Caitlin would be gone soon and that Jess said that she 'owed him'. Jess' humble apology made him happy to go along with her plan.

In truth, simply wearing a diaper hadn't bothered him for months. Sure, some of the more embarrassing scenarios bothered him. It wasn't as if he wanted to walk around in public in just a diaper or have everyone at his office find out that he wore them. But simply wearing and even using a diaper for its intended purpose didn't seem nearly as horrible as they had in the past. In fact, after his close call at the office the other day, he was finally beginning to see what Jess meant when she said that it brought her peace of mind. After all, an accident in public would have been pretty embarrassing for both of them. Just knowing that he wouldn't have to obsess all day about being near a bathroom was nice. He even had to admit that the feel of diapers relaxed him. The extra powder Jess had been giving him over the summer helped him to stay nice and cool. The extra cushion in his rear meant that no matter where he sat down, it would be like sitting on a cloud. Even using his diapers wasn't as bad as it had once seemed. The warmth of his urine always felt good... except when it was Caitlin talking on her stupid phone and forcing him to wet himself. Speaking of wetting himself, it had been a while since Jess was in the room and the soda that Sam drank seemed to go right through him. His bladder was full once again.

Just then, Jess walked into the bedroom and shut the door. 'Perfect timing' thought Sam.

"Caitlin is asleep on the couch. I talked to her about how she treated you. She promised to be extra nice tomorrow." said Jess.

"Cool. Look, Jess, I was wondering..." began Sam.

"Yeah, whats up?" said Jess as she took off her shirt, revealing a blue bra underneath.

Sam's mind went blank as he stared at his wife. She slipped into a t shirt before stepping out of her shorts. She did it in one fluid motion that was so perfect, he didn't even have time to glimpse her panties.

"Sam?" she asked.

"Huh?" was all he could manage.

"You were wondering... what?"

"Oh, I um... I just have to... um... you know."

"Use the potty? You want me to untape you?" she asked.

"Oh, um... yeah, sure." said Sam.

"But like I said before, if you use your diaper sometimes, I won't be mad. And I know you've had a long day. I just wanna keep track of your accidents. If its on purpose, that doesn't count obviously. Did you go potty in your diaper?" she asked.

"Oh... um, no... I guess I was just asking to use the um... "

"You know, after last night, if you didn't feel like using your diaper, I completely understand. I'm not trying to pressure you. Trust me, using the toilet means its one less diaper for me to change. I just said you could go in your diaper sometimes because... well, I don't know... it just does me a lot of good to know that there is something you like about your diapers. I know it can't be easy for a manly guy like yourself to wear them. And I know they've caused us more than a few fights. I still want you to wear them. They put my mind at ease but... after last night, I can see I've been pushing a bit much. I should have gotten Shelby to come over or something."

"Thanks." said Sam.

"So, tell you what, I'm gonna go brush my teeth and you think about what you wanna do, okay?"

"Okay." he said.

Sam struggled with the idea as he heard the running water in the sink. The rushing water made his need a lot more urgent. He couldn't believe he was actually considering it after what happened last night. The choice should have been obvious - use the toilet and prove that you're an adult. On the other hand, Sam was exhausted from a long day at the office and not getting up to use the toilet was definitely a plus. Not only that, but he would get to feel his wife's gentle hands on his genitals as she cleaned him off. Just as he began to release his warm stream, he saw Jess exit the bathroom. She looked right at him with a mischievous grin on her face. He caught sight of her light blue panties for a brief moment as she climbed into bed next to him.

"Hey, cutie." she said with a smile.

"Oh... hey... h-hows it goin?" said Sam hesitantly as he felt his diaper swelling up with warmth.

"Feel better?" she asked, leaning in a little closer.

"Yeah..." whispered Sam, his heart pounding, his erection pressing up against the warm inside of his diaper.

Staring into Jess' eyes, he flinched a little when he felt her hand grabbing him through the warm, thick padding.

"Hush, sweetie. Its okay. I love you... I'm not gonna let anything happen to you, okay?" she said leaning in and kissing him on the lips.

"Okay." said Sam.

Jess then leaned in and kissed him again, this time longer and more deeply as she massaged the thick, swollen padding that separated her hand from him.

"You ready to get changed?" she whispered.

Sam's heart was beating so fast. He didn't know what to say. His wife's warm embrace was so tender. He finally nodded.

"I love you." she whispered, kissing him on the forehead.

Jess then sat up and climbed out of bed. Sam began massaging the front of his diaper as Jess walked over to the dresser to take out his supplies. Still under the covers, he continued massaging himself as he watched Jess unfold a new disposable diaper in her hands and set the box of baby wipes down on the bed.

"Come here." she said patting the edge of the bed.

Sam didn't want to move. He felt so comfortable under the covers. He finally brought himself to scoot toward the edge of the bed until his legs were hanging over the edge.

"Your hands have been busy." said Jess, taking Sam's hand in hers and kissing him on the cheek.

Jess kissed him deeply again and Sam began rubbing the front of his soggy diaper with his one free hand. Jess pulled away from their embrace for a moment.

"Whats wrong?" asked Sam.

"You're wet, sweetie. I don't want you to get a rash. C'mon lets get you cleaned up. I guarantee you you'll feel better once we get you into a dry diaper." whispered Jess as she gently pushed him back onto the bed.

Sam didn't resist. He became even more aroused by the feeling of Jess rolling up his t shirt. Teasing him, she blew on his navel a little before slowly ripping open the tapes one by one and pulling his diaper open. She ran some cool baby wipes along his shaft before thoroughly wiping his balls.

"Grab your legs for me, baby." she said.

Sam did as he was told and she slid the diaper out from under him. Sliding his clean diaper into place, Jess wiped then powdered Sam's butt. He set his butt down on the dry, safe padding of his new diaper. She then squirted some baby oil into her hands and gently massaged his shaft. He came almost immediately. He lay on his bed, out of breath, his eyes closed, in ecstasy.

Jess then took a cool baby wipe and ran it along Sam's forehead, wiping off his excess sweat. Then she moved lower with the wipes, cleaning off her husband's abs. Then she shook some powder onto his balls before slowly pulling the diaper closed, taping it shut, and kissing Sam on the forehead.

"I love you, sweetie." she said.

"I... love you..." said Sam, still a little out of breath.

It took all of his strength to crawl toward the top of the bed and pull the covers over himself. The last thing he remembered was Jess climbing into bed and snuggling up behind him. She wrapped her warm arms around him and kissed him on the back of the neck. He fell asleep almost instantly.

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Thanks for the continuation. Here we have yet another turn as she is actually encouraging him to use his diaper. Everything is very subtle but its all part of his downward spiral.

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