Bad Husband, Better Baby

[ppbenn]

Thanks for sharing Elfy, great work as always.

[Benjy]

Thanks Elfy. Please don't let your flagship story die!.. Keep it going. I enjoy the increasing humiliation that Nick is experiencing and I would welcome more sex

[FretaBWet]

Thanks for the update Elfy. I really loved the turn it took with Nick beginning to show some signs of maturity and Sarah beginning to show some love. I think this chapter balances out the more stern Domme parts nicely.

Hugs,

Freta

[aldl4811]

Awesome update as usual.

[Elfy]

11 hours ago, Benjy said:

Thanks Elfy. Please don't let your flagship story die!.. Keep it going. I enjoy the increasing humiliation that Nick is experiencing and I would welcome more sex

[Sarah Penguin]

On 10/17/2016 at 8:47 AM, Elfy said:

_{Because this was only the first part of the chapter}

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[babysamantha]

On ?7?/?27?/?2015 at 1:59 PM, Elfy said:

OK, so chapter 4 ended up being longer than expected so I've broken it into two halves, the second half is a lot more action packed than the first.

If I get plenty of comments and stuff today on this next part I will post the second part later today, if not I will post the second part either tomorrow or later. So read, havve fun, and let me know what you thin!

Chapter Four - The Shopping Trip

Sarah woke up early the next day, yet she felt extremely well rested. She had dropped into a deep sleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow and remained in a deep slumber until she awoke naturally just moments ago.

She was confused for a second or so when she saw her husbands side of the bed empty. He never woke up before she did so she was very used to seeing him sprawled out on the other side of the bed and snoring when she woke up.

Then the previous day came flooding back to her and she remembered that Nick was in the spare room.

"Good" she thought, she was still very upset at her husband.

Sarah got up out of bed and slipped into her dressing gown and slippers to head to the bathroom.

She did her morning business and then jumped into the shower for a very short wake up shower, upon emerging she dried herself off, put her dressing gown and slippers back on and thought she would go and see her husband. She may have been mad at him, but she still wanted to see him, it may sound silly after only one night of them not being in the same bed, but she missed him.

Nick had woke up early that morning too, probably because he hadn't closed the curtains and the sun was streaming in through the window on what promised to be another hot summer day. He was just about to curse the sun for waking him up when he felt a different sensation, a sensation he recognised from the previous day and from the sporadic times he had felt it in the past. There was a large cold, wet spot between and around his legs.

"Don't panic", he thought to himself "It's a warm room, it must just be sweat..."

He pulled the cover back and was hit by the smell and it was clear almost immediately it wasn't sweat.

He pulled the cover back over himself and sat up in bed. The puddle he was sitting in may not be sweat but he was certainly sweating now, panicking as his heart beat fast. What was going on with him? Two nights in a row he had woken up in a wet bed, this was unprecedented for Nick.

"It must be the stress" he rationalised, "and that beer and... Oh why didn't I just go to the bathroom last night!"

His lamentation was interrupted by the unmistakeable sound of the toilet flushing. It must be Sarah waking up and getting ready for the day. He had heard her come up and head to bed before he fell asleep so it made sense she was awake earlier as well.

Nick needed a plan of action, he looked around the room. It was basically empty except for the bed, the chest of drawers and the cupboard.

"Not much to work with" Nick thought. He looked around more but could see no obvious way of hiding the evidence or somehow fixing the situation. He couldn't just wait either. It was Saturday, his wife wasn't working. So he couldn't wait for her to leave before trying to hide the evidence.

He decided his only chance was to try and get these sheets to the washing machine without his wife noticing, it was a long shot, but it was the only shot he had.

He went to work stripping the bed untill he had all the sheets bundled up on the floor beside him. Nick quickly threw on the clothes he had been wearing yesterday, they were the only clothes in the room anyway, not that wearing clothes multiple days in a row tended to bother Nick all that much.

He looked down at the stripped bed and saw the mark of his accident on the mattress still. He flipped the mattress over and although a small patch of wetness had soaked all the way through he was confident his wife would never notice.

Knock, knock, knock.

Nick spun on the spot startled, someone was knocking on the bedroom door, and using the logic that he and Sarah were the only people in the house, he deduced that his wife was about to walk in on him.

The door opened and Sarah walked in yawning and dressed in her dressing gown again, she had clearly just woken up too.

"Good morning" Sarah said tersely, she was far from over the arguments of yesterday and was not at all happy with Nick but she felt she should go in to see him since after sending him to bed early the previous night she hadn't heard a peep from him.

"Oh... Hi honey, I didn't expect you to come in..." Nick trailed off nervously, the last thing he wanted was for his wife to see that he had had another accident! She had already said she couldn't trust him, he didn't want to start reinforcing that belief by showing she couldn't trust him to even keep the bed dry.

Sarah looked at the scene in front of her. Her husband, in a state of nervousness with the bed clothes piled on the floor at his feet. She was suspicious.

"What's all this?" Sarah asked suspiciously looking at the ensemble of bedclothes now bundled on the floor at Nicks feet.

"Oh... I... I,uh, I thought I would do some cleaning!" Nick said, "You were complaining I don't do enough around the house right? So I thought I would do the laundry." Nick finished with a big smile on his face and holding his arms out as if for a hug.

"I don't believe you." Sarah replied flatly, still eyeing the laundry pile "You never lift a finger for me unless you absolutely have to. What are you hiding? Let me see this stuff."

"Sarah... no..." Nick started but it was already too late.

Sarah had reached down and quickly pulled out the bed sheet. She found the two corners and let the sheet fall open in front of her.

The way the sheet fell open left the big wet patch right in front of Sarahs face. Interestingly, Sarah reacted with a lot less shock than even she thought she might at this fresh revelation.

"You were going to just do the laundry?" Sarah said sarcastically, "Just fancied doing it to give me less to do and no other reason, right?"

"Sarah, listen, I knew I needed to pee last night... But I didn't want to disturb you, so I stayed in bed and ignored it and..." Nick gestured at the wet sheet that Sarah was still holding.

"More like you were too lazy to get out of bed." Sarah countered somewhat accurately.

"That's not true..." Nick didn't sound very convincing and he knew it, but what else could he say?
Sarah sat on the bed taking care to avoid the obvious wet spot and motioned for Nick to sit next to her. Nick hesitantly sat down on the bed with Sarah and looked at the floor, he felt too embarrassed to be able to look at his wife now.

"Nick, listen, we are having some problems right now, neither of us can deny it. I am far from a happy wife at the moment. But before we sort our marriage out we have a more pressing need. We need to talk about this... "problem" you have started having." Sarah knew this was a delicate subject so she was approaching it gently, she could see Nick was already very embarrassed by the situation and so didn't want to make this conversation any worse than it had to be. Sarah left some time now for Nick to say something if he wanted to.

Nick just sat there. He was listening but he was too embarrassed to respond. What did Sarah want him to say? He had woken in a wet bed two nights in a row, for all his pontificating that everything was fine and that there was no reason to worry he was concerned at the fact that it had happened twice in a row and this second time it hadn't even woken him up.

"So... Maybe we should start looking at ways to at least limit the problem until it gets sorted. What do you think? I know it is embarrassing Nick, but I can't have you wetting the bed every night, neither of us will get good sleep that way. We can't just pretend there isn't an issue here." Sarah stopped and waited, this time she was going to wait for Nick to respond. He had to take some ownership of the situation, she thought.

Nick sat there, looking down, lost in thought. He couldn't deny that he was having a problem, and he couldn't deny that it would not be fun for either of them to wake up in a wet bed every morning. But what did Sarah think could help the problem?

"What were you thinking that could help the situation?" Nick said quietly, he was feeling defeated. His naturally low self-esteem had taken a battering over the last day or so.

"Well..." Sarah knew this was a key moment, she knew what she was about to suggest would be considered very emasculating for Nick. She knew that Nick would be very against the idea she was about to propose, but she also knew it was probably the best answer to the accidents Nick was having.

"I read online last night that a lot of people who have problems with wetting the bed..."

Nick flinched in embarrassment at the term "wetting the bed."

"use, erm, "absorbent underwear" to help with the problem."

"Absorbent underwear?"Nick thought to himself for a second before realising what his wife meant.

"You mean nappies!" Nick said loudly as he felt himself tearing up at this suggestion, how could his wife suggest such a thing? There was no way he could wear nappies to bed, he may have been having some problems with control but he wasn't a baby!

"Sarah, I can't wear nappies! I'm a man, not a baby... I might be having a few issues but there has to be another way..." Nick let the sentence trail off as he searched for another answer that would work and not be quite so humiliating for him.

"Nick, no one has to know outside of us two. I understand why it would be embarrassing for you but you have a problem and we need to take this problem by the scruff of the neck and sort it out." Sarah was taking control of the situation again, she didn't want her husband to weasel his way out of this one, she flat out refused to have extra laundry every morning. Sarah thought of another way to convince her husband of the need for nappies.

"You want to come back into our bedroom don't you?" Sarah knew this was a good tactic to take, the idea of nappies would make Nick feel like less of a man, Sarah knew that, but by saying that he could come back into her bedroom and sleep in the same bed as her would mitigate the damage Nick would feel to his manhood. Sarah waited eagerly for Nicks response, she could almost see the cogs turning in his head as he mulled all of this over.

"If i wore napp- "absorbent underwear"... to bed" Nick began, "I could come back into our bedroom?"

"Absolutely." Sarah said with a smile and a reassuring pat on Nicks arm. She was still mad at him for all the trouble and lies he had caused but this was a time for love, not anger.

Nick sat there thinking. There was nothing he wanted more than to be able to go back and sleep in his own bed again, if for no other reason than this room felt really uncomfortable to him. Nick also considered that if there was less laundry to do it meant that he wouldn't have to do the laundry each day which was a bonus for his lazy side, and also Sarah wouldn't nag at him to do it so much.

Finally, after a minute of soul searching, Nick let out a long sigh and felt his face burn red.

"OK... Let's try it your way."

Sarah tried to hide the broad smile that now crept across her face. She had a feeling that this was the start of everything turning around. She thought to herself that if she could get Nick to take ownership of his bed wetting that she would be able to change other aspects of him.
It was small and subtle, most people probably wouldn't have even noticed, but this was a big moment for Sarah and her relationship with Nick.

For the first time in a long, long time she had managed to bend Nick to her will. For once, she had wanted something to happen, she had wanted Nick to do or agree to something, and she had forced it through and Nick was now doing as he was told. It probably started with telling him to go to bed early the previous night and him doing it, but the big test was the nappies and now that he had agreed to try them she felt like she had power in the relationship for the first time in a long time.

The feelings Sarah was getting from being in control like this were exhilarating to her, she certainly didn't plan to let them go.

"Great!" Sarah said jumping up off the bed, feeling a new sense of energy, "Well, get yourself ready then and we will leave in a few minutes." Said continued.

"Leave? Where are we going?" Nick was confused and bewildered from this sudden change in tone from his wife.

"To the shop, silly. We need to pick up some groceries and we can pick up some nappies as well." Sarah called over her shoulder as she left the room with a new spring in her step.

"Absorbent underwear!" Nick called out correcting her, whilst flinching at the use of the word nappy.

"Whatever." Sarah called back, she was already back in her bedroom and was getting dressed ready for the impromptu shopping trip they were about to be taking.

Nick sat uneasily in the spare bedroom and then started to get ready. He had a feeling this would not be a fun trip. He hated shopping at the best of times, but he had a feeling this would be even worse than usual.

this story is getting better and better

[Elfy]

New update is now on Patreon and will be posted herein one week

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[CDfm]

I liked the latest chapter minus the one posted on the patreon anyway. It is good to see that Nick has finally begun to understand the errors of his ways and that he was willing to accept responsibility for his actions. It was also nice to see Sarah show Nick a little love. Now he will have to endure another trip in public which will no doubt be very humiliating.

[Elfy]

Here is the next part of the chapter. Nick's trip to the shops begins, will it end in humiliation and embarrassment? Will it be just a regular trip? Will Nick be able to prove that he deserves to be treated like an adult? Or will he show his wife that he deserves to be exactly where he is?

This part of the story has been online for the last week on Patreon. Patreon is a way to support creators of content that you like by offering a monthly subscription in exchange for early access to stories, exclusive stories and other benefits. Mainly though, it is a way to show support. We passed the first goal much faster than anticipated and now the second goal would mean artwork being commissioned for my stories!

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That night was a struggle for Nick. The room was still hot, though definitely cooler than when he was having his nap, and the mid-afternoon sleep had made it harder for him to drift off that night. Nick was also very worried about what Sarah had said on her way out of the room about going shopping. He had been out of the house a couple of times since this all started but not really around other people, he was terrified of what Sarah might have in mind that could end up embarrassing him completely.

Nick was also very concerned about what had happened during his nap. The wet dream was hugely embarrassing, it showed a total lack of control and desperation that Nick couldn’t hide. Nick could only imagine what Sarah would do if he had a similar accident tonight. It was embarrassing enough that his body betrayed his desperation to the point of having wet dreams, the punishment he knew would follow would only make things worse.

In the end, Nick spent most of the night falling asleep and waking up again, tossing and turning as he struggled to get any meaningful rest. He wondered if Sarah had said what she said to intentionally worry Nick, had she deliberately tried to make sure he was stuck laying in his baby bed all night without sleep?

He woke up the next morning as he heard the door to his room open. He wasn’t sure how long he had been asleep; all he knew was that he felt very groggy. He rubbed his eyes and, as Sarah set up changing supplies, he quickly felt his nappy. Unsurprisingly he had soaked it in the night but he was happy that there didn’t seem to be any other stickier accident. It was surprising how quickly wet night nappies had become a normal part of life for Nick. He barely even considered the fact that freely wetting himself whilst asleep was still a very recent thing, with everything else occupying his mind he kind of just took his nocturnal accidents as something to not even think about.

Nick was still groggy as Sarah lifted him down from his crib, he took some uncertain steps towards the changing table whilst rubbing his eyes.

“Upsy-daisy.” Sarah said cheerfully as she lifted the yawning Nick on to the table.

How can she be so cheerful so early in the morning, Nick thought as he laid back and let his wife remove his nappy’s tapes. Nick allowed himself to close his eyes as he was cleaned up, he let Sarah handle everything and didn’t move a muscle when Sarah lifted his legs up into the air. This process was as natural to the both of them by this point as any other part of their morning routines.

Sarah was impressed at her husband’s willingness to go through this process now, she remembered a week or so ago. This kind of thing would have been unthinkable!

“The plan for the day…” Sarah said as she pulled up the front of the new nappy, “Is breakfast and then we are off to the shops.”

Nick snapped his eyes open as Sarah reiterated what she had said the previous night. Immediately the butterflies in his stomach started fluttering and he felt vaguely nauseous.

“Mommy, the shops? But people will see me…” Nick whined as the final tape was placed and he sat up on the table.

“Honey, we need to go to the shops. I don’t want to leave you at home alone and no one will know what you are wearing.” Sarah said as she looked through the closet for things to wear.

“But…” Nick wanted to protest but his wife just turned away from him before he could make any points. It was pretty obvious this wasn’t a matter that was open to discussion.

Nick prayed that whatever his wife brought out that it wouldn’t be too infantile. He hoped that maybe, just maybe, they could go to the shops and come home again without suffering some kind of huge embarrassment.

“This will do.” Sarah said as she emerged from the closet.

Nick was pleasantly surprised. The outfit, though definitely more infantile than he would like, would still allow Nick to keep his dignity. A pair of tracksuit bottoms would be great to hide the bulge around Nick’s crotch and a shirt, a white one with a football printed on it. The sleeves were a baby blue colour.

Nick was happy to let Sarah dress him that morning, he was ecstatic that despite his worrying, the trip to the shop should be fine. His nappy would be well hidden and he wouldn’t look that out of place. The shirt wasn’t ideal but compared to other options it was about as good as it was going to get. He would get to look like any other adult, this was beyond what Nick could have hoped for.

Once dressed, Nick looked down and saw an adult for the first time in a long time. Yeah, the diaper was still obviously there, there would be no forgetting about it, but it was hidden behind a grown up pair of trousers. Nick actually felt quite grown up in this outfit and he couldn’t help but smile.

“Don’t get too used to it.” Sarah warned her husband as she straightened up, “This is a grown up outfit for you but don’t think this will be a regular thing.”

Sarah’s warning could do nothing to wipe Nick’s smile off of his face. He was grinning like crazy, the relief of not being openly humiliated was such a weight off of Nick’s shoulders.

“Go make us some breakfast whilst I get dressed.” Sarah commanded, “I will be downstairs in a few minutes.”

Nick didn’t hesitate and quickly left his nursery. He was happy for a few minutes alone outside of his nursery, this kind of time was becoming a bit of a luxury for him.

As he walked down the stairs he was a little disappointed to notice that he could clearly hear his nappy crinkling underneath his baggy trousers. It was much more dulled than usual though and Nick was confident that in the bustling shopping centre no one would be able to hear him unless they were listening out for the sound.

Nick walked through the living room with the playpen in the corner, past the dining room with a high chair against the table and into the kitchen. He pulled out a couple of bowls, poured in a bunch of cereal and milk before carrying it through to the dining room.

Placing one bowl on the table in front of Sarah’s usual seat, he placed the other on the opposite side of the table. He was unsure if he was allowed to start eating before Sarah came downstairs so he just sat down and waited.

A few minutes later Sarah came downstairs, headed straight through to the dining room and stopped just before sitting down. She looked at Nick and then looked at the high chair. She watched Nick follow her gaze and she could see his happy body language falter a little bit. It was actually kind of sad to see her husband’s hopes dashed so much. He clearly didn’t want to sit in the high chair when he was having such a “grown up” morning.

“I’ll tell you what.” Sarah said with a warm smile, “You can sit in a grown up chair for breakfast since you were a good baby for me this morning, OK?”

“Oh, yes mummy!” Nick replied enthusiastically. Nick was very happy to be allowed to sit in a proper seat. Perhaps he was reading too much into such a small gesture but maybe not making him sit in the high chair showed that Sarah was starting to relent on the baby treatment a little bit.

They ate in mostly silence. Sarah was looking over a magazine that she kept nearby to read whilst Nick started fretting over the day ahead. Despite being in a really good mood about being allowed to look grown up on the way to the shops, and being allowed to eat at the table, Nick was still starting to feel butterflies about his trip today. Despite everything, he knew the potential for things to go wrong was definitely there. He had to make sure nothing went wrong though, he had to make sure that he could show his wife he was worthy of being her husband again.

“Right then.” Sarah said as she finished up her cereal a few minutes later, “Time we made a move.”

Nick nodded a little nervously and pushed his chair backwards. Whilst Sarah collected the bowls and took them to the kitchen, Nick headed into the living room and started putting his shoes on. He had that horrible feeling of nerves you get when you are standing on the edge of an unpleasant task. When you really want to avoid doing something but have no real choice in the matter.

Once his shoe laces were tied, Nick stood up and walked over to Sarah who was waiting at the front door for him. Nick noted that she was carrying both a handbag and a backpack. Nick knew that in the backpack was changing supplies for him. He gulped like a cartoon character at the possibilities, the pack was a reminder that despite his privilege of being allowed to look like an adult at the shops, he was one mess up away from humiliation.

Sarah opened the door and pointed for Nick to step outside. She watched with a smile as her nervous husband crinkled past her. She could very clearly hear the nappy under her husband’s trousers, she wasn’t sure how noticeable it would be for people who didn’t know he was already wearing. Sarah hoped it wouldn’t be too obvious, this was not a trip designed to embarrass her husband.

Nick nervously walked out to the car and waited by one of the backdoors as Sarah locked the house up. Nick looked around in the early morning sun, for the first time in a while, he felt relatively secure whilst outside of the house. He felt confident that despite still being thickly padded, there was no way for anyone to notice. It felt liberating to be able to walk around without constantly wondering if he was embarrassing himself.

Sarah headed over to the car and unlocked the doors. Opening the rear door that Nick was standing next to, she allowed Nick to seat himself in the large baby’s car seat. Throwing the bags into the empty back seat, Sarah buckled her husband into the seat before walking around to the driver’s seat and getting in herself.

Just as she put the keys in the ignition, Sarah’s phone vibrated with a new message. She giggled and went a little red as she read the message.

Nick was watching from the backseat and was curious about the message. He was even more curious when Sarah spent an age looking at the message and then typing a response. What had distracted her so much, she was acting like a giddy school girl!

“Ahem.” Nick cleared his throat loudly.

“Oh, sorry, baby.” Sarah said as she pressed send and put her phone, “That was a message from Jack.”

Nick scowled when he heard the name. Why couldn’t Jack just butt out of Sarah and his relationship?

“Don’t be jealous, Nicky.” Sarah grinned as she turned to face forward and turned the engine on, “We are just making plans to see each other again.”

“Oh, is that all.” Nick muttered sarcastically. He folded his arms over his chest and looked out of the window with a scowl.

Sarah started humming a happy tune as she pulled out of the driveway and started heading down the road. The car was quiet for most of the journey, Sarah just hummed happily to herself as she drove merrily towards the shopping centre. Nick just watched the world zooming by outside of the window.

About halfway to shopping centre, Nick felt a sudden warmth around his crotch. In his sitting position the urine that had suddenly sprung forth ran down between his legs and settled in the seat of his nappy. Nick sighed and didn’t even try to the stop the hot stream exiting his body, he hadn’t really been aware that he needed the bathroom and he was surprised when he started peeing freely. Even so, he knew there was no point in stopping in trying to stop the stream. Why bother trying when there was a nappy to absorb it all anyway?

Eventually, the two of them pulled up in the multi-storey car park that was attached to the side of the shopping centre.

Nick remembered this shopping centre well, he thought back to just a week or so ago when he had come here with his wife and started this whole journey. He remembered buying that first pack of nappies. Nick would never have predicted at that time that he would end up in this position.

Sarah got out of the car and pulled out her bags, both the handbag and the nappy changing bag. She slung the handbag over her shoulder and opened Nick’s door. She unbuckled Nick from his seat and helped him out of the vehicle.

The first thing Nick did as he stood up straight was smooth his clothes to make sure he wasn’t giving anyone as unnecessary view of his underwear. When he was satisfied he was sufficiently covered he picked up the backpack that his wife was handing him and slung it over his shoulder.

Together, they headed towards the elevators that would take them down to street level and the entrance to the shopping centre. Whilst in the elevator Nick became exceptionally aware of how loud his nappy was when in tight enclosed spaces. He went rather white when he heard the crinkling in such a confined space. If anyone had been in here when they first stepped in they would have been left with no doubt as to what Nick was wearing.

When the elevator stopped on its way down and a family with a couple of loud children walked in, Nick did his best impression of a lamp post and stood totally still, his fear of being heard by others almost stopped him from even breathing.

The kids were being very loud and boisterous and Nick was terrified one of them would bump into him and discover what he was wearing, he glanced at his wife with wide eyes. Fortunately, when the elevator stopped at the bottom of building, the family left without discovering Nick’s secret. Nick and Sarah walked out after them, Nick watched the faces of those waiting to get in the elevator to see if anyone made any indication that they could hear Nick but no one gave anything away.

He was pleased that the general noise of the shopping centre seemed to hide the crinkling that he thought he could still hear. Was it his imagination making him think he was so noticeable? He felt he could hear his own crinkling for certain but no one else seemed to notice. What about the wide-legged waddle? After a week in nappies Nick had almost subconsciously adjusted his walking stance to account for the thick padding between his legs. Did other people pick up on it?

Nick felt supremely self-conscious. He was on the verge of panicking as they walked through the crowds. He felt like he was naked, like everyone could see what he was wearing and that they were all in on the joke. His head spun from person to person looking for someone giving the game away, he was sure they were all watching him, he just needed to catch one of them doing it. Panic was rising up within him. He suddenly felt a strong urge to just run back to the car.

“Are you OK?” Sarah had a concerned look on her face as she stopped in the middle of the concourse and surveyed her husband’s troubled demeanour.

“I don’t know… They must notice my… I know they notice…” Nick’s head swivelled from one person to another as he felt himself sweating and unable to concentrate enough to finish a sentence.

“Honey, listen to me. You need to calm down. Everything is fine, no one knows, I promise.” Sarah reassured her husband. She smiled warmly and squeezed his hand to let him know she was here for him.

Sarah was a little surprised at this reaction, she wasn’t used to seeing her husband so agitated. Working as a teacher for difficult children had helped prepare her for this situation though and she knew that Nick just needed some reassurance and grounding. She had to let him know that he was going to be fine.

Wrapping her arms around her paranoid husband, she hugged Nick tightly. She whispered that everything would be OK in his ear and encouraged him by telling Nick how well he was doing.

Nick felt himself almost automatically relax in the arms of his domineering wife. His concerns melted away and he felt himself coming back down from his fight-or-flight response. When Sarah let him go he felt a lot calmer and even managed a smile. He grabbed the hand that Sarah held out and continued walking into the main shopping area with his wife. He thought they looked like just any other couple there. There was no way anyone would notice what Nick was wearing.

It was as they walked into the first stop on their trip, a stationary supply shop, that Nick felt a sudden lurch in his tummy. His eyes flew wide as he realised that his daily bowel movement was still to come. A cold chill ran down his spine. He didn’t know whether he should let Sarah know that he needed the bathroom, he knew Sarah didn’t like him asking but maybe the rules were different in a public place.

Nick looked at a sign just outside the door that pointed towards where the toilets were. He turned back to his wife who was now walking away from him in between two tall shelves in the shop. Nick had a choice to make.

The rumbling in his tummy made him want to head towards the bathroom more than anything. He could see the signs for the bathroom, it felt like the most natural thing in the world would be to step outside the shop and just use the toilet. Nick took one step towards the exit of the shop, his body overriding his brain, going to the bathroom and asking for forgiveness later would surely be preferable to the alternative.

“Nicky? Get over here, what do you think of these pens?” Came Sarah’s voice from amongst the tightly packed shelves.

Nick stopped in his tracks. Despite his own wishes to head to the bathroom, he obediently turned back around and walked into the shop where he found Sarah staring at a shelf with dozens of different pens.

“What do you think, Nicky?” Sarah asked again as she looked at the near identical pens, “Which do you think would be the best for work?”

“I don’t know…” Nick said quickly and distractedly. Nick could barely believe that with his problems right now that Sarah was just worried about some stupid stationary.

“Something the matter?” Sarah asked. She picked up two different pens and began reading the packages.

“I… Well…” Nick looked around to make sure no one else was in earshot.

“You know what? I think I’ll get both!” Sarah said as she started walking away from Nick. It was very clear she wasn’t really listening to Nick, or indeed, paying much attention to him at all.

Sarah walked to the counter and paid for the two rather fancy looking fountain pens whilst Nick followed her. When they got near the cashier there were a few other people around so Nick was forced to keep quiet about his problem.

It didn’t seem too bad at the moment. Nick felt the occasional tummy grumble but there was no desperate and immediate need for the bathroom. He was hopeful that he would be able to hold it until they got home again, if he was going to disgrace himself by filling his pants he would much rather do it in the privacy of his own home. Having all these people in the shopping centre witness his humiliation sent shivers up Nick’s spine.

When they left the shop Sarah started slowly walking deeper into the shopping centre. With her husband in tow, she slowly sauntered around from shop to shop. She glanced in all the windows and looked at everything that was for sale. Nick soon realised she was in no hurry to finish the shopping trip. He wondered whether she knew he was due a messy nappy soon and was trying to make sure it happened here, or if she was just enjoying her shopping trip. Was Nick paranoid to believe his wife wanted to embarrass him?

Like a special kind of torture, after ten minutes of wandering around the shops Nick spotted the entrance to the bathrooms. They walked past it, passing within just a few feet of the entrance. The pressure was slowly building within Nick and he decided it would be better to ask his wife now than leave it till it was possibly too late.

“Mo-” Nick started to say loudly before realising what he was saying. He quickly closed the distance to his wife and stopped her before quietly saying, “Mommy?”

“Yes Nicky?” Sarah replied as she shrugged her husband’s hand off of her shoulder.

“I kind of… Well, sooner or later I will need to…” Nick was finding it hard to get the words out.

“Spit it out, Nicky.” Sarah said with exasperation.

“I haven’t pooped today…” Nick whispered. He blushed as he spoke, “The bathrooms are just over there maybe I could quickly use one?”

“You are wearing a nappy.” Sarah replied nonchalantly. She didn’t even try to keep her voice down, “Why would you need the bathroom?”

“But… In public?” Nick asked terrified.

“You don’t think you can hold it until we get home?” Sarah asked.

“I don’t know, Mommy.” Nick shamefully replied. He was feeling a slight pressure building but it still seemed like there would be plenty of time before a major accident occurred.

“OK then.” Sarah replied shortly, “As a special treat, since I want to shop and not go home early because of your lack of control. I’ll take you to the bathroom.”

Sarah grabbed Nick by the hand and started pulling him towards the bathrooms. The women’s entrance was right next to the men’s and when Nick was pulled past the male entrance his eyes flew wide open. Sarah was trying to take him to the female restroom!

“Whoa! Stop!” Nick dug his heels in and stopped just as his wife was about to head into the female bathrooms.

“What?” Sarah asked innocently, “You need the bathroom right?”

“I can’t go in the women’s toilets!” Nick hissed as he pulled his wife away from the bathrooms and back into the middle of the concourse. Nick was aware that some people nearby were watching the pair of them and their odd behaviour.

“Nicky, we have seen time and time again that I can’t trust you to go to the bathroom by yourself.” Sarah said.

Sarah knew what she was doing, she knew that Nick would never allow himself to be dragged into the women’s bathroom. Sarah knew that her husband would have to stay with her if she didn’t allow him to use the bathroom and, most importantly, she knew that there was a big chance of her husband fouling himself.

It had never been Sarah’s intention to make her husband have a messy accident in the shops, but she had always been aware that it was a possibility. By pretending to give Nick a choice that she knew he couldn’t take it would make her husband so much more uncomfortable. Sarah had to admit that she was feeling a little turned on just imagining her husband’s dilemma. He was looking at her like she held all the power in the world, he was silently begging for mercy that Sarah would never give.

“OK… Fine. I can hold it till we get to private.” Nick said with determination.

There was no way he would allow himself to be taken into the women’s bathroom by his wife. He was pretty sure he would end up getting arrested for doing that, maybe his wife would claim he was disabled or something. He shuddered just considering the horrible possibilities.

“Are you sure?” Sarah asked. She made sure to sound sceptical of her husband’s ability to stop himself from messing like a hopeless toddler.

“Yes. I’m fine. Let’s get the shopping done.” Nick affirmed as he waited for Sarah to commence shopping again.

Sarah slowly turned and continued her window shopping, occasionally she would stop to take a longer look at something and she seemed to be in no hurry at all, nor would she let Nick have any hint of when they would be heading home.

Nick was becoming increasingly desperate. What was initially just a slightly full feeling in his tummy was quickly becoming a much bigger problem. Cramps started to roll over Nick in waves, they were only weak cramps and Nick was still able to hold off quite easily but he knew that there was a countdown happening and when it hit zero he definitely wanted to be out of the public eye.

Nick was getting frustrated with Sarah’s slow movements. This had to be deliberate, Nick thought, she must know that she was pushing him to the limit. The thought was always there, in the back of his mind, that he could break away from Sarah and hurry to the bathroom. There would be repercussions but would any punishment be worse than the public humiliation that seemed more and more likely? Nick wasn’t sure. He just trooped after his wife following her impatiently like a child that wanted to go home.

Sarah stopped outside a rather large shoe shop and, after a moment of thinking, stepped inside. Nick audibly groaned as his wife entered the footwear store, he knew that his wife would not be in and out of this shop quickly.

“Ooh, what do you think about these shoes? I Could wear them for special occasions!” Sarah asked holding out yet another pair of shoes for Nick to look at. For Sarah, shoe shops were like a treasure chest and she wanted to examine as much as possible.

“They are great. Buy them and let’s go.” Nick responded impatiently. They had been in the shop for fifteen minutes and this was the fourth pair of shoes Sarah was showing Nick. To Nick they were basically all indistinguishable from each other.

“You need to cheer up.” Sarah said with a thin-lipped smile, “I’m sure you wouldn’t like a spanking right here in this shop, would you?”

Nick held his tongue as his wife continued to look through the various shoes. By now the pressure in Nick’s gut had been building and instead of the occasional feeling that he needed the bathroom, it was a constant need. He knew that his wife knew that after all this time he would be struggling a little bit, the fact that she continued to take her time was what was building the frustration for Nick.

Sarah walked off to the counter and left Nick near the exit of the shop whilst she bought a pair of shoes that Nick was almost certain she would never wear. He just stood still and did his best to distract himself from the uncomfortable feeling that was wracking his body. He looked around the shop and, seeing that he was alone, let out a little bit of a gas in an effort to reduce his discomfort. It worked, at least for the moment Nick found himself buying some more time.

As Nick tried to distract himself he felt his nappy warm a little bit. It took him a couple of seconds to even realise it was happening, his bladder emptied itself into the nappy and the padding eagerly absorbed everything. Nick didn’t attempt to slow or halt the stream, he just let it happen freely, perhaps if his bowels hadn’t been aching he would have worried at the fact that he had wet himself with next to no warning.

Nick found himself daydreaming as he waited for Sarah to get done at the counter. As the delightfully warm sensations in his nappy hugged his crotch he thought back to the previous day and his time with George. For some reason, Nick had found George entering his thoughts whenever his brain was idle for a few seconds. He remembered the nappy rubbing and the closeness and was rather alarmed to feel himself stirring within his nappy.

As Nick’s eyes flew wide open he tried to wrench his mind back to the present. His wife was on her way back towards the exit with her new shoes and the last thing Nick wanted in this situation was a tenting nappy.

“I think we should get some lunch.” Sarah stated as she walked out of the shop.

“Really?” Nick asked with exasperation. Being brought back to the present and his current predicament saw his briefly excited penis shrink back towards it’s normal state, “Come on, you know my, erm, problem… Can’t we have lunch at home?”

“Nicky, I think it would be nice to have a meal together.” Sarah said, “We can go to that burger place you like. Get a quick meal and then we can go home, I promise.”

Nick’s tummy cramped up suddenly, a reminder from his bowels that sooner or later they would need to do their business.

“OK… OK. Fine, whatever. Can I get a seat whilst you order?” Nick hoped that sitting down might help with the pressure that was now forcing him to clench to avoid an accident.

“Sure.” Sarah said with a smile.

The burger shop that Sarah referenced was just across the walkway from where they were and within just a few seconds they had pushed through the crowd of people and to the open seating outside the fast food restaurant. It was very busy but there was a table available that Nick quickly sat down at to save it for himself and Sarah.

As Sarah walked off to the counter Nick sat down and looked around anxiously. The rumbling deep in his bowels told him that things were fast reaching critical, Nick even started rocking back and forth slightly in his seat in an attempt to distract himself and soothe his tummy. He already noticed his nappy was particularly heavy since the wetting in the shoe shop, he had real concerns about leaking. The fact that his changing supplies were in a bag on his back was doing nothing to alleviate these fears.

Nick watched Sarah join a queue for the food and silently pleaded for her to get to the counter faster, it seemed like as soon as Sarah stood in line everyone started going at half speed. He didn’t take his eyes off of his wife and tried to ignore the pain in his tummy as he focused all of his attention on Sarah.

Nick’s leg wouldn’t stop shaking, a mixture of pain and restlessness as his brain repeatedly told him that he needed to get to a bathroom right away. He knew the shopping centre’s bathroom was close by, if he ran he could make it. Every fibre of his body was demanding that he try, that he just get up and go. But Nick thought about what would happen next and he stayed where he was. He didn’t want to test Sarah’s threats about a public spanking or something worse, he just had to hold it, there was no other option.

When Sarah finally reached the counter and made her order, Nick found his eyes drifting away from his wife. He turned around and stared at the sign for the bathroom, it was just visible from where he was sitting although it was constantly obstructed by the large crowds that were milling around.

It was very busy in the centre today and now that it had hit lunchtime there was more people than ever. Nick always hated crowds, any more than a few people and Nick started feeling uncomfortable. When he combined the crowds with his digestive discomfort it equalled a really bad time for Nick.

“Here we go.” Whilst Nick had been looking out at the crowds and the bathroom, Sarah had finally returned with food.

“At last.” Nick said bitterly. Any good mood he may have felt had rapidly been eroded by his need for the bathroom.

Sarah ignored her cranky husband and put the tray down. She offloaded her big burger and fries next to her seat leaving Nick’s food on the tray which she pushed towards her husband.

“Sarah… Can’t we just eat this food in the car on the way home?” Nick asked as he looked at the unappealing food in front of him. He barely even registered that the food he was given was a kid’s meal with small portions and presented in a colourful box.

“No.” Sarah replied shortly as she sat down, “I want a nice meal. I don’t want to have to try and eat whilst driving and end up with a ruined meal.”

Nick huffed and puffed a bit as the discomfort in his gut cranked up another couple of notches. Despite his ill feelings, Nick unpackaged his food and started eating it in a hurry. He realised that if he wanted to get out of this horrible predicament, the only way he could really do it was to finish his meal no matter how uncomfortable he felt. He started eating as fast as he could even if it was the last thing he wanted to do.

Sarah ate at a much more sedate pace and smiled when she saw her husband hurriedly shove as much food into his mouth as he could.

“Slow down, Nicky.” Sarah advised, “We aren’t going anywhere until I’m done.”

Nick finished his food long before Sarah did, he even drained his drink very quickly before sitting still to stare at Sarah. His tummy was in all sorts of trouble now but Sarah was clearly in no rush to finish her meal.

Minute after minute, Nick sat in his chair and stared at his wife as she slowly ate her meal. He couldn’t tell if Sarah was eating slower than normal or if Nick’s desperate need for the bathroom was just making it seem like it was taking longer than usual. Either way, the conversation was very one-sided as Sarah talked and Nick impatiently listened about inanity of Sarah’s day.

“OK, I think we are done.” Sarah eventually said as she threw the remnants of the meal on to the tray.

“We can go home?” Nick asked. A flame of hope lit within him at the possibility of being taken out of this situation.

“I think so.” Sarah said with a smile, “Unless there is anywhere you want to go…”

“No!” Nick said quickly and a little louder than he wanted which promoted Sarah to giggle.

“How’s the nappy?” Sarah asked. She made no attempt to keep her voice down.

“It’s fine.” Nick said shortly. He looked around to make sure no one heard.

“Wet?” Sarah continued her questioning as she stood up and tipped the rubbish on her tray into the bin.

“A little bit…” Nick admitted with a blush, “Can we just go?”

Sarah nodded her approval and they started walking through the huge crowd back towards the parking garage.

Every step was a struggle for Nick. He was having to consciously clench his muscles to stop what was now an inevitable accident. There was no way he would make it all the way home now; the only question was whether he would make it back to the car. Nick looked around at the staggering number of people walking around the shopping centre, he couldn’t believe he would have an accident in front of all of them. His resolve to at least reach the relative privacy of his car strengthened.

Finally, the elevator was in sight. The safe haven of the car was just a few minutes away, all Nick had to do was hold on. It was looking increasingly unlikely he could do it as his body had started screaming for release. Nick looked around for some hope but there wasn’t any, all he could do was keep putting one foot in front of the other and slowly make his way to the elevator that felt like a safe haven for him.

With every step Nick felt his control tested to its limit. He was at the point that was becoming depressingly familiar to him, the clenching, the stilted walking and the desperate attempts to keep his nappy clean. He even moved his hand over his butt a couple of times like a toddler struggling with potty training.

“Hurry up!” Called Sarah. She had ended up significantly further ahead of her husband as he had slowed down in an attempt to keep himself from messing.

Sarah checked her watch in an exaggerated fashion to try and hurry her husband up. She knew that he was struggling but he was so close to making it, she couldn’t believe that he would fail this close to his goal. She really had little appreciation for her husband’s position but watching him clearly struggle excited her, not in an evil way, but the look of desperation that Nick had. Watching Nick slowly stagger along with the pained look on his face as he tried to desperately hold on was like an aphrodisiac to Sarah.

Slowly the elevators got closer and closer. Nick was just a few steps away but the pressure was nearly intolerable, he knew people were looking at him for how odd he was acting. There was nothing he could do to help that though, all he could do was try to prevent himself from embarrassing himself further.

One step away from the elevator, a huge cramp hit Nick. It felt like his entire digestive system was twisting and squeezing in an attempt to get Nick to relinquish control and yet somehow Nick held on. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth. By some miracle, Nick managed to get past the cramping. He was able to carry on and enter the elevator with his wife. A near unstoppable pressure was placed on his desperate sphincter but somehow, Nick was able to hold on.

The doors to the elevator closed and Nick let out a deep sigh of relief. He could have almost cried from joy. He had made it!

In a weird twist of fate, it seemed like as soon as he was out of the public eye it was a lot easier for Nick to hold on to his bowel control. With the pressure off of him he seemed to regain his composure a little bit. It was short lived respite.

The elevator started travelling upwards and the jolt coupled with Nick’s slight relaxing suddenly brought the problems back and made them much worse. Almost as soon as the elevator started, it stopped again and the doors opened to let in a couple of very loud women who were laughing away at their own jokes, the kind of obnoxiously loud person that Nick hated.

The doors closed, enclosing the loud women in the small space with Nick and Sarah. Their incessant loud voices and screeching laughs were really annoying Nick as the elevator lurched further upwards towards the car park. He even looked to the side at Sarah who was gritting her teeth and staring at the back of the women’s heads, she was clearly very annoyed with the annoying noise as well.

“And then I said to her…” Started the larger woman who was telling what was apparently a hugely entertaining story, “I said, you can’t say that to her, he is her brother!”

With this seemingly nonsensical line both women doubled over and shrieked loudly as they laughed like it was the funniest joke either of them had ever heard. The noise in the elevator was unbelievable and it was as if both of them were just completely ignoring the fact that they weren’t alone. Nick’s thin patience ran out as soon as he saw one of the women bend over to get something out of her bag. She rather roughly bumped into Sarah and knocked her into the corner. Instead of apologising, the loud woman didn’t even glance around, she just carried on talking loudly as Sarah was forced into back into the corner of the elevator. Nick felt a surge of anger.

Without giving it a second thought, Nick gave up the long struggle.

As the women started launching into another loud and “funny” story in the small confines of the elevator Nick went from clenching to pushing. He closed his eyes and bent his legs slightly to give himself a better position and heard a very loud fart escape his body giving his padded rear a strangely heated effect. The slightly muffled sound finally brought silence to the elevator as the two women suddenly fell silent and turned to face Nick in shock at the sudden sound.

Nick had his eyes closed and he squatted a little as he pushed and immediately felt his nappy starting to fill. Nick smiled slightly as he pushed out the mushy poop that had been clogging up his insides since just after they had arrived. With no shame he released his aching bowels and did his best to complete empty himself into the tightly taped nappy.

Nick’s smile wasn’t just because he was finally able to finally rid his body of what he had been struggling to contain for so long though. His smile was brought about by some sort of malicious satisfaction that he was making the day worse for these two obnoxious women.

“Oh my God…” The smaller woman said as she covered her mouth. She couldn’t look away from the grown man who was obviously pooping in his pants like a toddler.

The women stared in open mouthed shock as the grown man in the elevator with them unashamedly filled his pants. There could be no debate as to what was happening as he grunted and squatted. Nick, with his eyes closed, couldn’t see the women staring at him but he knew he must be the centre of attention. His face went a little red from the effort and the embarrassment. He had made a rash decision to do this just to spite these other women, now he was starting to realise exactly what he was doing.

As he continued to push Nick felt the back of his nappy push out as far as was possible, his trousers wouldn’t allow too much leeway and soon the soft mush of waste was forced to spread throughout the back of the padding.

The silence within the elevator was deafening. The only sound was the slight crinkling and grunting of Nick interspersed with the occasional sound of broken wind as he made sure to completely empty his bowels.

After the final few small lumps emerged from his body, Nick slowly straightened up and opened his eyes. As he did so he felt his bladder release and without a second thought he flooded the heavily used nappy.

Nick almost burst out laughing when he saw the look on his fellow elevator occupants. Sarah looked shocked but not nearly as shocked as the two loud women who made no effort to hide their surprise. Nick’s spur of the moment decision to shock the women into silence had more than succeeded and now he started to feel really self-conscious.

There was silence as even the two women, previously very jovial and not making any attempt to keep their voices down, were left speechless.

Nick looked at the ground. He felt unable to maintain eye contact after doing such an infantile act in front of complete strangers. He felt a shiver down his spine as he realised how much like a toddler he had acted. To be annoyed by someone and deciding that the best way to get back at them would be to create a big stink… Literally!

The smell of Nick’s freshly soiled nappy was starting to intrude on the tight space and when the elevator suddenly stopped and the doors opened, the women made a quick retreat in silence. Neither of them looked away from Nick as they backed out and the doors closed sealing Nick and Sarah in the elevator alone.

“Wow…” Sarah finally said as the elevator started moving upwards again. She started laughing a little as she surveyed Nick. She glanced down at his backside and the bulging seat of his pants and shook her head in disbelief.

Nick blushed but couldn’t help a wry smile from creeping on to his face as his wife shook her head in disbelief.

Before any more could be said the elevator shuddered to a halt again and as the doors opened Sarah and Nick both started walking to the car. Nick felt quite uncomfortable with the poop in his pants moving with every step but he was grateful to see that there was no more people between him and the car. Nick didn’t envy anyone stepping into the elevator as the doors closed, the smell would be a most unwelcome surprise to whoever was going to step into it.

 

[ppbenn]

Oh dear, Nick is so close to either being a good boy for Mommy Sara or is he going to revert to his old ways of making his own poor choices and disappointing Mommy;

[Sarah Penguin]

Gosh I hope he makes a good choice

[CDfm]

Very good addition. I can feel Nick's anguish given his current position. I really hope that Sarah will keep him from completely embarrassing himself. I was also bothered to read that Sarah has agreed to meet with Jack again. I really want to see Nick and Sarah have a loving relationship again. It doesn't matter if Nick is still being treated as a baby or not, I would like to see them together.

[Elfy]

The course of true love rarely runs smoothly

[Elfy]

Unfortunately, at least for now, this is where the story will end.

I'm stopping all writing since the proposed laws will make continuing to do so very difficult. If my fears are unfounded and the legislation is dropped then I will return and continue writing but whilst there is such uncertainty I can't continue writing.

I have refunded all commission payments that were outstanding and apologise for inconvenience.

[paddy1965]

What legislation are you referring too?

[anziel]

http://www.independent.co.uk/life-style/gadgets-and-tech/porn-sex-acts-banned-government-restrictions-full-list-fisting-periods-urine-public-a7433931.html

[SoakedinTexas]

2 hours ago, anziel said:

http://www.independent.co.uk/life-style/gadgets-and-tech/porn-sex-acts-banned-government-restrictions-full-list-fisting-periods-urine-public-a7433931.html

[Elfy]

They are extending it to online content. That is what the legislation is about.

[Britnee]

ok, because I'm an uber legal nerd, I read the bill and while yes they are extending it to online content, I didn't find anything that applies to writing SPECIFICALLY instead what they're proposing is regulating (censoring) websites hosting videos that the BBFC would refuse to classify regardless of where they're made (before it was only if made in the UK).

[Elfy]

If things aren't as bad as I fear then this story will return and so will my Patreon and commissions and everything else. I've been in a real dark place the last few days and even if I wanted to write I doubt I could.

I promise though, if I feel better and I know for sure forums like this won't be cut off from me that I will be back to continue my stories

[007specialk]

3 hours ago, Elfy said:

If things aren't as bad as I fear then this story will return and so will my Patreon and commissions and everything else. I've been in a real dark place the last few days and even if I wanted to write I doubt I could.

I promise though, if I feel better and I know for sure forums like this won't be cut off from me that I will be back to continue my stories

[Britnee]

4 hours ago, Elfy said:

If things aren't as bad as I fear then this story will return and so will my Patreon and commissions and everything else. I've been in a real dark place the last few days and even if I wanted to write I doubt I could.

I promise though, if I feel better and I know for sure forums like this won't be cut off from me that I will be back to continue my stories

understandable.

[Cya]

2 hours ago, Britnee said:

understandable.

[Ishigreensa]

I'm sorry, but certain kinds of morality protect children, so we do have to understand the other side here.