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It was 3 days before Christmas.

I was making Chocolate Chip Cookies.

I was using my KitchenAide mix master, I have had for years I had all the dry ingredients mixed I just was adding the eggs, vanilla, butter and shortening.

After this I just had to add the chips and bake.

I was the manager of the Hospital Supply Store we sold everything from Air, well oxygen to X-ray machines and everything in between.

I have been making these cookies every year for Christmas since I got here almost 10 years ago.

It was my tradition, I didn't have a family, well none here in California anyway.

I was a transplant to LA from Phoenix Arizona.

I had brothers and sisters back in Phoenix.

I had never married, I guess in a way I was married to my work.

Anyway as I was mixing the last few ingredients.

My mixer started to protest it began making a noise like it was bogging down then it stopped turning I could hear the motor that was just buzzing it was no longer working.

Before I could turn it off I could also smell the smell of electrical smoke.

I turned it off cleaned the blades.

I tried it with out anything in the bowl.

It hummed and I could see a little smoke come out of the motor!

It was toast!

Shit!

I thought.

I'm almost done, 5 more minutes and I could of been baking these cookies with the chips in them.

I could mix them in and...

no the mixture wasn't complete I would still see white from the flour, and sugar. I needed a new kitchen Aid mixmaster.

I grabbed my keys and drove to the nearest appliance store.

About 2 miles from my home.

I was cursing that damned mixer under my breath the whole way there. 

I walked through the door, I was beginning to cool down some, even though I really didn't want to!

"Mixers?" I asked the greeter. "

Aisle 12 Marnie" The greeter said!

It took a second to realize he had called me by my first name.

I looked down I didn't have my name tag from my work on me.

"How do you know me," I asked? 

"That's easy the guy said, I knew you in high school.

Your Marinie Carlson, at least you were when I knew you at Arroyo High School in Phoenix." 

"That's right I did go there, and your?" 

"Sorry, I'm Daniel Green." 

"Danny Green I thought!

THE Danny Green.

The guy who everybody used to say looked like Donny Osmond I though, I used to have such a crush on Danny Green.

I was probably still blushing!

He was a year ahead of me he was a Senior and I was a Junior.

I  knew he had been offered a schlorship to play baseball at USC.

He was our second basemen.

He was good he had made it into Sports Illustrated you know the segment that has amature players that are really good.

He was leading the country in double plays plus batting like .450.

I knew him!"

"Danny how are you doing?" 

I'm good and you Marnie, what brings you here today?" 

"My Mix Master took a dump while making cookies."

"Tell me it wasn't your grandmothers chocolate chip cookies!

I used to really love those!"

"Yes, yes it was!"

"If you didn't know I used to buy those at the bake sales we used to have in high school, I loved them!

I kinda had a crush on you because of them!"

"Really, I asked I kinda had a crush on you, you were so dashing in those days out there on second base!"

Dashing? Really?

Do they even use that word anymore?

Could I get anymore lame?

"I bet your husband just loves them," Dan said!

"I never married." I said.

That just slipped out.

"How about you how is Mrs. Green?"

He had married I heard while he was at USC.

"My wife was killed a few years back, nasty auto accident." 

"Sorry to hear that!" I said.

Is there a boyfriend or somebody else?" Danny asked.

"No just me and my beagle Peanut."

"If you aren't busy I would love for you to come for Christmas!

Sorry that came out weird.

I mean since were old friends.

Old high school friends and there isn't any others that I know of in the area.

Your welcome to spend Christmas with us.

The Greens there are me and my three kids!"

"I would love to I said!"

That also slipped out! 

"Great when you get that mixer bring it to me, I can get it for you a lot cheaper.

I am manager here!"

Instead of being $209 dollars he got it for me for $179.

I asked him if there was anything he wanted me to bring?

"Just you and some of your chocolate chip cookies?"

"That can be arranged," I smiled. 

He wrote his address on a business card and it wasn't to far from my place. 

I got home finished the cookies up for work the next day. 

I realized he hadnt told me what time to come on Christmas. 

I gave him a call.

"Marnie good to hear from you.

I know I realized after you left I didn't tell you what time to be there.

My bad!

Listen I was thinking, can you wrap presents?"

"Yeah I'm pretty good why?"

"Because I can't wrap worth anything and my oldest is 8, she will know that Santa didn't wrap the presents.

If it wouldn't be too much trouble could you come on Christmas Eve?" 

"What I asked you want me to spend the night?"

"That came out wrong, sorry but yes, you will be sleeping in the guest room.

By yourself!" 

"Aw, shucks I teased I thought for a moment you was propositioning me!" 

"A. A , nothing like that I promise to be a good boy!"

This was said very quickly.

Even through the phone I could tell he was blushing.

I guess I could spend the night and help you wrap presents."

I thought to myself I just have to prepare a bit. 

"I nedd to pack a few extra things and my sexy underwear isn't one of them! 

Too bad!"

"Yes, Thank you ever so much, and I promise you no hanky panky!"

I spent the next few days thinking about what to pack and wash before I actually spent my Christmas Eve at my high school crushes place.

I guess I seemed distant.

June one of my sales people asked me "What's up?

I have to spend the Christmas Holliday at a man's house."

"Oohh, said June do we know him?"

"No!

"No, he was my high school crush."

"Even better!

Does he know about you and....?"

"My bedwetting? No!"

Everybody here knew about my problem, I was the go to person when somebody needed diapers, ether for themselves or loved ones, lots of kids wore them just like I used to when I was their age, I still needed them at night and I was 28 years old.

I had planned on taking my most absorbent diapers with double inserts and plastic panties.

With my flannel pajamas, you could hardly tell I was diapered.

"He isn't going to find out about it either!

I will be taking extra precautions.

This a one time deal, you know I don't date because I don't want to have to tell a guy that at 28 years old I still wet my bed like I'm 3 years old!"

"Well have fun anyway whether your diapered or not! Said June.

You deserve to be happy just like the rest of us!"

I went home and packed my suitcase.

Diapers, plastic panties, wipes to wipe the pee smell away on Christmas morning.

Baby Powder at night to keep my skin from getting a rash.

Dr. Budrouxs  Butt Paste for where I was getting a rash.

Panties to go over the diapers and plastic panties.

Extra in case I leaked.

Clothes for Christmas morning.

I was ready, I had also made my chocolate chip cookies for Dan!

 

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The night!

I arrived early about 5:30 pm.

I gave Dan his cookies, he ate one and smiled, "Just like I remember them!

Damn there good!"

I was introduced to Dan's kids the oldest Arlene was 8 years old.

The second Cassie was 6 years old.

Finally was Wendy she was 5.

Wendy was one of those kids that never met anybody she didn't love.

As soon As I sat she was in my lap.

She snuggled up her top so she was being cuddled by me.

I'm sure she felt that she belonged to me, or I belonged to her.

One or the other. I had to admit I liked the little bug!

Alright I loved her, she was just so loveable! It's not hard to love a child who loves you first!

Wendy and I were given more to eat at dinner, mostly because we shared our dinner.

I would feed her a bite and then one or two for myself.

I had to admit Dan wasn't a bad cook! 

I began to wonder if Arlene was a bedwetter, she went to get more drink, her dad said "I think you've had enough!"

She looked at me and blushed. 

We had a lot of fun we played games that I hadn't played in years.

Like Clue, Hungry, Hungry Hippo!

Wendy beat the pants off me in that game! 

About 8:30 Dan said "Okay girls it's time to get ready for bed."

The regular "Ahhs", and the "Do we have to?"

Were heard.

They were obedient and did as they were told.

Wendy came and took her place on my lap.

I knew for sure she was diapered.

The others I couldn't tell.

Just by looking at Wendy I couldn't tell, but I could feel the padding and hear her crinkle.

I gave her a hug and kissed the top of her head, she said "Love you Marnie!"

I told her "Love you Wendy!"

They all went to bed. 

Dan came back and we began wrapping the presents he had.

We made small talk until he asked me what I thought about his girls.

I had to tell him Wendy was special to me.

She just loves everyone.

"She is the most like Meghan my wife she was like that.

She loved unconditionally!"

Soon the presents were wrapped.

We had to tell the girls to get back to bed about a couple of hundred times!

I remember when I was that age it seemed Christmas Eve into Christmas was at least a week long itself!

Slowest day of the year!

Soon they were all asleep, believe it or not the last one asleep was Wendy, she lasted the longest before falling asleep.

I went to the guest room and I put my nighttime attire on.

I thought at least Wendy and I share the same attire at night.

The difference is I'm only 23 years older than her. 

And mine are much more absorbant and thicker!

Soon I was fast asleep.

It seemed like I had just verily fell asleep when Wendy came in yelling "Merry Christmas Marnie!

Time to open presents!"

I looked at my watch it was 4:45 am.

"Daddy said we could open presents now.

I could see that Wendy's little butt was swollen her diaper was wet.

I gave mine a squeeze.

Wendy wasn't the only wet girl.

I had it planned to get up at 5 am get a shower and get out of my wet attire, hopefully before anybody else got up.

That wasn't to be!

I waddled into the living room being drug by Wendy.

She was trying to hurry me up!  

I got there and sat in the same chair I had the night before.

Just like the night before Wendy wandered to my lap.

I could feel her diaper and mine as both were swollen Wendy got a funny look on her face she reached down and pushed on my diaper.

She got a huge smile on her face and she looked in my eyes.

She was letting me know that she knew I was diapered and wet just like her, I winked my right eye at her and she smiled even more.  

Soon the hour or so I had spent wrapping the girls gifts lasted about 3 seconds as everything was tore open. 

I began to notice something Arlene her pajamas were wet.

It was at the bottom of her butt.

Her diaper had leaked.

Cassie was still dry her pajamas were but she was diapered and she was soaked as well.

I called Arlene and whispered in her ear that she was leaking.

"Yeah I know," she said.

I guess if it didn't bother her it didn't bother me!

I just hadn't leaked as yet.

I hated to admit it but I had wet my diapers while sitting here watching the girls open their presents.

Good thing I had opted for the double Diaper boosters, and plastic panties everything was still contained. 

Dan asked "Could you give the girls a bath while I make breakfast?

Just so you won't be surprised the girls...

Kind of still wet their beds.

They wear Goodnights all except Wendy still wears baby diapers, they still fit size 6 Huggies."

"Dan just to let you know I kind of noticed.

Arlene has leaked, Cassie is about ready to, Wendy I could feel her diapers through my lap." 

"It doesn't weird you out?

My own sister when she came to visit she couldn't handle knowing they still wet their beds.

She left early!

She couldn't handle it."

Their mother passed the gene on even in her 20's their mother was often wet at night, more often than not.

But I still loved her, it didn't matter to much to me she wore diapers to bed as well."

"I asked have you tried anything else but Goodnights, they are not the best at stopping leaks." 

"Sounds like you know something about diapers," he was teasing me!

"I manage a hospital supply store we have incontinence supplys including diapers for older children.

You don't know how many times I have helped children your daughters ages get out of Goodnights and into decent diapers for their bedwetting!" 

"If you got something better, Arlene is getting so that waking up in a wet bed after her Goodnight has leaked, it doesn't even phase her even anymore.

Soon I'm sure Cassie will be springing leaks!

Soon Wendy will outgrow baby diapers.

I started with Wendy getting her a bath.

"Marnie do you still wet your bed too?"

"Yep!" I said! 

"Did you still wet your bed since you was a little girl like me?"

"Yes." I said again.

"I don't remember my mommy but daddy told me she wet her bed since was little like me!"

"Some people like your mommy and I never stop wetting our beds, ever."

"Will I be old and still wetting my bed?" 

"I don't know Wendy, I had a brother that wet his bed until he was 9 years old then stopped.

Then me his sister never stopped.

We never know how long you'll be a bedwetter for.

I had her out and was drying her and she gave me a hug around my neck.

"I love you because you are like me a bedwetter!"

I got her dressed and got Arlene in the tub next.

"You must think I'm a baby because I still wet my bed?"

"I don't think your a baby Arlene.

Really I don't!

Do you know what I do for a job?"

"No what?" 

"I work in a place that we sell things like diapers at.

We sell them from kids like Wendy's size to some that will fit an adult that weighs 400 pounds!"

"400 pounds, really?"

"Really.

But most are for kids to your age or a little older.

There are lots of kids like you that still wet their beds."

"So it's just not me and my sister's then?" Asked Arlene?

"Definitely not!

Do you think that the manufactuars that makes diapers, would stay in business if was only you and your sisters"

Arlene shook her head no.

She looked happier just knowing she wasn't the only kid still wetting her bed.

Cassie just got in and got bathed and got out.

Not much was said.

Marnie got in and took the bath she had planned for 5am that morning even though now it was almost 730 am.

She took all evidence that she was a bedwetter, her wet diapers and plastic panties and they were secure in her suitcase. Dan wasn't going to find out this trip that she was like his first wife a bedwetter.

 

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Later that day:

 After Christmas Dinner I collected my things.

Wendy held my arm, I kind of knew when I went to leave, she held on for dear life and dug her heels in.

She didn't want me to leave.

How could you not think that was cute?

Her dad said "Wendy you need to let her go, you will see her tomorrow morning."

It was kind of comical both Wendy and I at the same time said "We will?"

"She convinced me we need to get you girls better things than Goodnights!"

"So we get to go to your work," Wendy asked?

"I will see you tomorrow at my work then Munchkin!"

I tweeked her nose. 

When I got home I unloaded the wet things that I had wore the night before.

Things that needed washing got washed.

I felt lazy I put my nighttime attire on and just sat watching Christmas shows that were meant for kids but ones I had loved since I was a kid.

Sitting there I felt lonely.

I missed having Wendy in my lap, I would have loved having her sitting there just watching these old shows like Santa Claus is Coming to Town.

Rudolph the red nosed reindeer.

Twas the night before Christmas.

With Wendy.

Next morning I returned to work we got our weekly shipments in and I added them to the inventory.

I was helping a couple with about seven kids all off them were adopted.

They needed fittings for the kids.

All were like Dan's kids they were bedwetters.

I was just about done when I heard "Marnie!"

It was Wendy of course.

I was about bowled over as she grabbed my legs in a hug.

My coworkers gave me the Aww! Look as in Aww that's precious!

I had to ask her to let me finish with these people and I would be right with her.

"Kay" she said.

I finished up with the other family.

Now it was my three girls turn.

I took measurements and found bags of overnight diapers of each for the girls.

My co-workers found us amusing.

After they were all done and out the door.

June came to me "Is that the high school crush?"

"Yes," I said.

"Umm, he is kind of a hunk!

I wouldn't kick him out of my bed for eating crackers!

Did He find out about you're problem?" 

"No the only one that knows is Wendy the littlest one!"

I explained about how I was 15 minutes away when I was awoke wet and how Wendy found out about my wet diapers. How his former wife was like me.

How her daughter's and Dan, all their daughters took after her. 

"She hasn't ratted you out as a bedwetter yet," asked June?

"Not yet, she is 5 it's only a matter of time!"

I added.

I was praying for a long time. 

A few days later it was the Friday evening and my phone rang it was Dan!

"A, hi he said sounding very unsure of himself.

Can I ask a big favor of you?"

"What do you need?" I asked?

"An old friend of mine was killed in the military, I need to go out of town for his funeral, I know it's a tall order but could you watch the girls overnight?

I wouldn't just ask anybody, you know they are kind of sensitive about their overnight problem and since you already know, you are tops on my list."

"Dan I would love to watch your daughters, I have been kind of having withdrawals of my fix of Wendy!"

I could hear the relief in his voice!

"Thank you, Thank you, Thank you! One for each kid!"

I kind of have to leave soon I can catch a flight in about two hours?"

Give me a few minutes to get a few things together and I will be right there!"

I packed my suitcase similar to what I had for Christmas Eve.

I didn't know how long Dan would be I tripled everything up.

If I needed I could always come back for more.

I was there in about half an hour.

It was the traffic that took me the longest there was an accident that slowed everybody down.

I told this to Dan he needed to rush out even sooner.

I had his cell phone number in case of Emergency.

He left instructions of where to find the insurance cards for the girls in case of that emergency.

Then he was gone.

I heard "Marnie" again this time it wasn't just Wendy it was Arlene as well, still no Cassie, she wasn't in to me much.

I got hugs from both and when I sat down, Wendy assumed her normal spot on my lap.

Cassie did come say "hi" to me me but that was about the extent of it. 

Wendy said "Cassie thinks your trying to replace our mommy."

"What makes her think that, I'm just friends with your dad, there is nothing serious about us."

"She thinks daddy really likes you!

Loves you even!

I know I love you!" She kissed my cheek.

I kissed the top of her head.

I searched my feelings I loved Wendy more than her dad.

I still had a crush on her dad, I've had that since high school.

I had to admit it had been longer than that.

In Phoenix we had lived closer to each other than we did now.

We were always at the same schools.

I think I started having a crush on him since I was in Kindergarten and he was in first grade.

That would of put me at Wendy's age 5 years old.

I was an outcast in those days.

I think everybody knew about my bedwetting.

Heck I was still in diapers when I started school daytime diapers.

My mom was the meanest about my bedwetting.

Everything they tell you not to do these days.

My mom had done to me!

I grew up a very quiet child.

In my home I had to be invisible.

Anything I did brought the wrath of mom down upon me!

Every so often I get a parent that was getting their kids diapers as punishments where I work.

I inform them that diapers are not a punishment they are a device to help their child not sleep in a wet bed.

Their children are not doing this just to piss you off!

Bedwetting is a problem with either bladder maturuty or other things like not enough Horemone production at night.

I had given the same talk to parents of 4 and 5 year olds to parents of 18 and 19 year olds.

One 18 year old girl got the Horemones and her family thought it was a miracle.

No more wet beds!

They came to thank me for setting them straight.

It's a wonder if Dan didn't know I was a bedwetter growing up.

After I got away from home I blossomed, the fact that my job required me to talk about bedwetting helped me discover I wasn't alone and soon my confidence grew.

That's how I got promoted to the point I am now.

If as many people knew I was a bedwetter at 7 compared to today I would of probably slit my wrists.

Today I can look a parent in the eye and tell them I am a bedwetter just like their child.

I know my products and I am about 99% sure of what they need to help their child.

Every so often I get a person my age or older.

They are embarrassed to even be there to find protection.

I can put them at ease and let them know that they are not alone.

Several have never even told their doctors that they have problems.

I encourage them to talk to their doctors.

Some that's the last time I ever see them I hope that they sought out help and no longer have the problem.

Others come in quiet trying to be invisible, I know how they feel!

Hopefully I help them not to feel so invisible!

We ordered pizza, and wings, deserts sodas.

We had a feast.

Later I helped the girls get into their diapers.

I gave each a kiss good night even Cassie looked like she enjoyed the good night kiss. 

"Marnie can I ask you a question?" Cassie asked.

"What do you want to know?"

"Wendy said your like us and stil wet your bed, that you were diapered Christmas Eve, is she telling me the truth?"

I kind of knew it had been to good to be true, I also knew that it sounded like Cassie was the only other that knew my secret.

"Yes, she told the truth to you I still wet my bed." 

"Then you won't be mad at us if we still do?" 

"Why would I be mad?" 

"The last babysitter we had called us all a bunch of nasty babies!"

"I would never call you guys names like that.

My mom used to call me names like that as well."

"Your mom, Really?

Our mom used to be like us, she still wet her bed to!"

Cassie kind of whispered this like it was a secret.

"I know your daddy told me the day I gave you baths, he didn't want me to be surprised.

He also told me how much he loved your mommy!"

"I loved her to!

I don't want a new mommy, but if it's you, your okay."

"Honey I could never replace your mommy, I wouldn't even try!

Your daddy and I aren't on that level yet were still just good friend nothing more nothing less!"

That seemed to appease her, "Okay! She said. But if daddy starts to like you more I can live with that!" She yawned and she closed her eyes and was asleep.

I went to the guest room and got my nighttime diapers on.

I laid there thinking, thinking if their daddy wants to take it to the next level I'm down.

Soon I joined the ranks of the sleeping as well.

 

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 Next morning at 5 am I was in the tub.

I was sitting there soaking when Arlene walked in.

She saw my wet diapers on the floor and looked funny.

"My mommy used to wear diapers like that, but mommy's dead.

They are too big for Cassie or Wendy.

It took a few seconds but it registered.

There yours aren't they?"

"Yeah they are.

I'm like you and your sisters, a bedwetter."

"I think that's so cool!

I thought you were perfect for my daddy, now I know you are, your just like mommy!"

"I don't know me and your dad are just good friends is all were not dating or anything!"

"But your like our mommy already you know about us wetting our beds and I know about you and you wetting yours!"

I hate to burst your bubble but Wendy found out Christmas Morning.

Cassie knows as well."

"You mean that I'm the last one to find out?

Does daddy know?"

"I don't know if he does or not, maybe Wendy told him already.

I've expected it."

Next thing I knew she was disrobing and crawled into the tub with me.

Like Wendy she laid back on my chest and said my mom and me used to do this in the morning before she died.

I missed it.

I liked bathing with her."

I knew that as soon as Dan found out about me and his naked 8 year old daughter were bathing together this was the last time I would watch them.

"Don't worry mommy and I never told daddy about this.

He didn't think it was good for a 6 year old to be bathing with her mother still.

We  just never told him. 

Great to know I thought.

It was time for me to get out of the tub.

I drained it got both of us dry and then we got dressed for the day.

The other two were still asleep.

I cleaned up the bathroom of Arlene's and my wet clothing.

I began to cook breakfast.

The bacon was like an alarm clock as soon as it started to give off it's aroma both of my other two wet girls followed the aroma.

I was if course hugged by Wendy.

"Smells good!" Wendy said!

I served them then Arlene and myself.

After breakfast I got the other two bathed and we went out shopping.

Shopping for a female doesn't necessarily means you have to buy things we tried everything on then went to the next store.

About noon we went to the kids favorite place to eat McDonald they all had Chicken Nuggets Happy Meals.

We were having fun until Wendy had an accident.

She looked terrified!

"What's wrong Wendy?" 

"Are you mad at me?"

"For what," I asked?

"I peed myself on accident!"

"No I'm not mad, when I was your age I wore diapers to school because I couldn't stop wetting myself!

I had accidents all the time!

Worse than your little accident you had!"

"Really? You?"

"Really, Me!"

That got me a hug from Wendy we did buy something, new undies for Wendy, I couldn't let her go commando!

The clouds were gathering it was looking like rain.

We got home had dinner.

The kids were all in bed.

I got into my things so I wouldn't get Dan's bed wet.

I heard a loud crash.

I awoke and realized it was thunder.

Just to prove it another flash followed by another crash about 4 seconds later.

My door flew open in rushed Wendy she was terrified she burried her head in my shoulder and started crying.

Another flash and another crash a few seconds later and in came Cassie she huddled under the opposite side that Wendy wasn't she looked scared as well.

I began to think this is all I need to have Arlene come as well.

Another bright flash and another even louder crash and here was Arlene.

I understood when I was their age thunderstorms scared the hell out of me.

But I had no one to run to.

I could of got more love from a cactus than I would of my mom.

Besides that wouldn't of been invisible.

I comforted all kids giving them what my mother never gave me. When this happened to me as a kid I cried myself to sleep by myself! I wasn't about to let these kids suffer like I had to.

About 4 am the storm was gone but the kids were asleep on my bed already.

I got comfortable within the limited space I had.

I fell asleep.

Next thing I knew somebody was gently shaking me.

"Leave me alone!" I barked.

The gentle shaking continued.

I realized that I wasn't home in my own bed.

In fact I was in Dan's guest bedroom.

I opened my eyes and there was Dan.

I went to get up and realized something I only had a part of the bed and that was the width of my body I had slept on my side and had soaked the bed beneath me!

Dan had seen my wet spot and me in my diapers!

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I just wanted to run and hide, I'm sure my face was crimson red!

I was so embarrassed!

"Marnie we need to talk!"

I was petrified, here was the man I had a crush on forever and he now knew I was a bedwetter!

He sat down and brought me on his lap. "I'm wet," I protested!

"You think I care?

You're not the first girl or woman I've had on my lap that was wet?"

"I'm not?"

"Marnie, he shook his head.

This is tough.

This is only the second time I've ever had to admit this.

Here goes.

After I was 5 I was taken out of my diapers like you I wet my bed until I was 5 years old.

After my parents took my diapers away.

I missed them and the fact that I wet my bed.

I used to steal diapers from my sister she was just a toddler they barely fit me.

I met your brother Billy he was a year older than I was.

But I had found out like you he was a bedwetter.

I used to sleepover at your house.

Your mom thought I was a bedwetter like your brother. I wore diapers at night just like he did.

I was friends of Billy, but the one I wanted to meet was you!"

"Me, why would you want to meet me?"

"Marnie, you wore diapers to school.

I knew you were a bedwetter as well.

Billy had told me.

In my mind you were perfect.

You were so quiet.

I knew you didn't want to bring down the wrath of your mother.

She could be a bitch at times!

I guess I loved you then, I wanted nothing more than to take you away from your home.

Just us two together.

You tried so hard to be invisible, I had to try and not be, my family was just the opposite of yours!

The reason I got so good at playing ball was so my dad would notice me.

Those desires never left me for loving diapers or you, I still carried a torch for you.

When I came here to play ball.

I got in with a Fraternity.

I was a pledge and I got matched up with a pledge from our sister sorority.

The girl was Mehgan.

I saw her wearing diapers one day and when I asked her why she told me it was an initiation into the sorority.

I believed her there were other girls that were wearing them.

I was hooked on her.

But she was a substitute for what I really wanted?"

"What was that," I asked?

"You!

We dated and soon I found out several of the sisters in that sorority were bedwetters Meghan was one of those.

Since you were in Phoenix and I hadn't ever heard what happened to you.

I fell for Meghan, but secretly I still loved you.

We were married her dad owns the store I manage.

We had Arlene, then Cassie, I loved my girls.

We had just had Wendy.

I loved her like the rest.

One night she snuck out on me.

She had been meeting a guy behind my back.

They were just ready to split for the night him go his way and her back here.

They came to a railroad crossing and the arms were up and no lights flashing so they crossed.

That's when the train hit them.

They were both killed.

I tell my kids, they don't know that their mother was with another man when it happened.

They think mom just went out for a drive and was killed.

I've told them that so many times I can believe it myself!

I did love their mother but she wasn't you. 

Then a week ago who walks into my store.

I instantly recognized you.

I've loved since you were 5 years old!"

"I've loved you since I was 5 myself!"

"Really?" 

"Yes really.

I've had a crush on you since I can remember.

But since I was a bedwetter I had no self confidence in myself, my mother eroded that away when I was a kid.

Then when I grew up I was still wetting my bed, that never changed for me!

I learned to talk to people, at work I usually have no problem telling others I still wet my bed.

But your the man I loved since I could remember.

I didn't really want you to find out! Your daughters knew.

Wendy was the first to find out.

She has known since Christmas Day."

"Christmas day really." 

I explained about how I had planned to get a bath at 5am and Wendy woke me up at 445am I was already wet."

"You know now you mention it I thought you smelled kind of pissy like Meghan used to.

I just thought maybe Wendy had leaked on you or something.

Marnie I have loved you my whole life it seems.

I would really like to date you and get to know you better.

I can kind of understand if you think I'm weird because I'm into bedwetting girls in diapers."

"Only if you dont think its weird for me to have worshiped you from afar for so many years because your one hell of a second baseman, and hit like .450 for the season your senior year!"

"It's a date then!"

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We began dating.

June was surprised we had to do an inventory audit one Saturday and when " My Hunk" as she called him showed up to take me to lunch.

After that she would pump me for information, I really believe that she was living vicariously through me.

Her love life wasn't happening at the moment. 

We had been dating about 4 months.

Frankly I wanted more than what I was getting.

It was time to take our relation to the next level.

I told Dan I wanted more! 

That night I spent at his house.

We got the girls in bed and then Dan took me he undressed me he led me to his tub and drew me a bath, a bubble bath. He then bathed me.

The hot water and the aroma of lilacs relaxed me, him rubbing my shoulders and then him washing me head to toe.

He drained the water and rinsed the bubbles off me and dried me off.

He then took me to his bed.

He removed his clothes and I lost my virginity at 29 years old to the man and boy I had loved for at least 24 of those years!

I felt special, never in a million years would I have expected this.

If I was a writer for movies or tv.

I don't think I could write what joy I felt in my heart that night.

I could write it, but to convey it to the screen nobody would buy it, or not get the full meaning.

I was the girl that wore diapers to school.

Where none of my peers still did, I was the oddball!

Oh there were a few bedwetters like me, they did eventually outgrow that problem, I never had.

I was still an oddball, not an oddball just different than most others!

I was lucky I got the man that had been my hero for so many years.

Now we were lovers, sharing ourselves with each other. 

That was the first night, but definately not our last!

We were married about 9 months later at Christmas time.

December 23.

About 1 year after my mixer took that dump, and I had to get a new one.

I remember cursing that appliance.

If I had known what was about to happen how my life would change.

I would have set fire to it myself!

Just to get a new one.

I adopted 3 girls Arlene, Cassie and My darling Wendy.

We added to that amount where Dan and Meghan only daughters we had son's three to be exact Benjamin, Billy well William after my brother.

And Dakota, Dan had a good friend named that when he played baseball.

The strangest part was the girls took after their mother and wet their beds.

The boys were hard to toilet train but got the idea like their dad Billy was the only boy that wet past age 5 and like his uncle stopped at age 9.

Arlene was 14, before she stopped wetting her bed.

Cassie was 13.

Wendy took after her mother and adopted mother she never stopped wetting her bed.

Unlike my mom I never tried to make her feel inferior for wetting her bed.

She had no problems telling others after she got to know them that she still wet her bed.

She met a boy that was a football player, no not baseball, that almost broke her father's heart.

He played in the NFL.

For the Raiders.

He got hit wrong and it left him incontinent.

They still adored each other.

Besides bedwetting Wendy never lost that ability to love.

Even now when we see each other she still will sit on my lap.

Even though she is my size, she still knows she belongs there!

THE END

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