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I awoke lying on my back naked, staring up at the ceiling. Noticing an odd sensation in my hand, I lifted it and saw that I was still wearing my wedding ring. I smiled, admiring it on my hand. ‘Lily’s Husband’ had a nice ring to it, I thought.

Just then, the door opened, and I turned to see the woman in question entering the room. “Oh, Aaron! You’re finally awake!”

“Finally?” I asked, starting to sit up, but she pushed my chest back down with one hand. She was holding something in her other hand - if I didn’t know better, I’d say it was a diaper. “Impatient for more loving?” I smirked.

“No, Aaron, don’t you remember?” She said. “We got into an accident on the way back from the wedding. You’ve been unconscious for months, and the doctors say you’re going to be paralyzed for the rest of your life.”

“Accident?” I said. “We didn’t have an accident. And I’m not paralyzed, look!” I lifted my arm.

She took my hand in hers. “Oh, I’m afraid you are. Look, you can’t move your hands at all.”

At those words, a peculiar shock went through me, starting between my shoulder blades and running down both arms. I felt a heaviness go through them, and when she gently set my hand down, I couldn’t move it anymore. Or the other one, lying on the bed beside me.

Panic flooded through me. “What’s going on? I can’t move my hands!” I cried out, and kicked, trying to leverage my legs to sit up.

“I told you, you had an accident.” Lily said, and stroked my leg soothingly. “You can’t move your legs, either.”

This time, the tingle started in the small of my back, and shot down both legs. They went limp, the bent one flopping against Lily, who gently straightened it out.

“Lily, what’s going on? Why are the things you’re saying coming true?” I asked.

“Because they are true, honey.” She said. “I’m your wife, would I lie to you?”

“Can I talk to the doctor?” I asked. “I want to see the doctor.”

“Of course.” Lily said. “I’ll just get you dressed and in your wheelchair.”

 

I lay there helplessly as she dressed me, my mind racing. What was happening? How was this possible? Had I actually had an accident, and I was just not remembering things right because of a head injury?

When she picked me up, cradling me in her arms like an oversized, ungainly baby, I yelped, thinking I was going to fall. But her grip was firm and strong. “How?” I asked, staring at her. “How can you pick me up so easily?”

“I’m your wife.” Lily said. “It’s my job to look after you.” She set me down in a wheelchair and started strapping me in.

As she did, another problem came to my attention. I really, really needed to pee.

“Um, Lily. Before we go, can we stop off at the bathroom?” I asked. “I need to pee.”

“Are you sure?” She asked.

I scoffed. “I can tell when I need to pee.” I said.

She started stroking my crotch, and I was surprised to feel something thick and crinkly, muffling the sensation from her hand. Was I wearing a diaper? I hadn’t been paying attention when she dressed me, but I should have noticed that! “No, you can’t.” She said. “Ever since the accident, you can’t feel when you need to pee, it just happens.”

“No!” I exclaimed, and tried to pull away, but I could already feel a tingle traveling from my dick up into my core. As it faded, I realized the sensation of needing to pee was gone. And in its place, I felt a warm, wet sensation growing in my crotch area. I was wetting myself, I realized. It was such a strange feeling. I couldn’t feel my bladder or the muscles that controlled my pee. I couldn’t really feel it coming out at all. All I could feel was the wetness against my dick and balls, soaking into my pubic hair.

“How are you doing this, Lily?” I asked.

“Taking care of you?” She asked, flicking some sort of lever on the side of the wheelchair and wheeling me out. “I’m your wife, in sickness and in health.”

I shook my head. “Whenever you tell me something the accident did, it comes true.” I said. “You’re doing this somehow.”

“Oh, no, honey. You’re confused. You suffered a head injury, you know.” She said. “You were in a coma for months. The doctors sent you home, they said you might never recover. I’m amazed you’re even awake, I’m not surprised you’re disoriented.”

I shook my head, but didn’t say anything. She was right about one thing - I was confused. My instincts were screaming at me that something was wrong, and somehow, she was doing it. But how was that possible?

She pushed me to the kitchen. “Let’s get you fed, first.” She tucked my wheelchair up against the table and took out a cloth to cover my front, and then poured a bowl of cereal. “Eat up.”

I hated being fed like a baby, but it wasn’t like I had any choice in the matter. I certainly couldn’t feed myself. So I opened my mouth and let her spoon the cereal in as I chewed unhappily.

 

She didn’t say anything as I ate, seemingly focused on her task. But when she brought the last spoonful up, she steadied my face with one hand and directed the food in with the other, and she spoke. “It’s so sad that you can’t even talk.” She said. “It must be so frustrating for you, not being able to do anything.”

I swallowed so fast I nearly choked, as the tingling started in my throat and permeated my mouth and cheeks. “Please, nnnn.” I said. “Mmuh.” It was too late, I realized. I couldn’t even get one last sentence out to beg her to stop.

She wiped my face clean, then pulled me forward against her torso. “I’d better check your diaper. I know you can’t control your poop anymore, and you usually need to poop right after a meal.”

As the tingle in my butt faded, I let out a grunt as I involuntarily pushed out a mess into my diaper. I was vaguely aware that I’d also started peeing again.

“I knew it! Phew-ee! You’re stinky!” Lily said. “I’d better get you changed right away!”

I tried to ask her why she wanted me to be messing myself if it was so gross. “Um-muh.” Right, I couldn’t talk.

She wheeled me into the living room and laid out a plastic sheet, then lifted me onto it. “Don’t worry, Aaron. Even if you never recover, I’ll always be here to take care of you.” She said as she opened up my diaper and started wiping me clean.

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9 hours ago, diaper24/7 said:

It a nice story but it does not feel finish with how fast you jump in it to her doing all this.

It's definitely much faster than my stories usually go, for sure. I don't think I've got any more to write on this one, I just got inspired and wrote it all in a rush.

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2 hours ago, Elbs said:

I don't think I've got any more to write on this one, I just got inspired and wrote it all in a rush.

That's a pitty! Because I really liked the story line, although for me it seemed a bit rushed, too. Anyways, if I could choose, I wouldn't have made the groom a quadriplegic with no movement at all in his limbs but with some sort of severe myopathy, where some movement was still possible albeit extremely weak and uncoordinated.

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3 hours ago, Hugo said:

That's a pitty! Because I really liked the story line, although for me it seemed a bit rushed, too. Anyways, if I could choose, I wouldn't have made the groom a quadriplegic with no movement at all in his limbs but with some sort of severe myopathy, where some movement was still possible albeit extremely weak and uncoordinated.

That's a good idea! I actually like that better than quadriplegia. I was actually reading a story involving a couple doing disability pretending as a kink thing, and started thinking "but what if it was real, though?" That's where I got the idea.

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I mean would be nice to know more about a character's like if she was a witch or maybe found magic object to do all she did. That and why does all this to him was he a really bad person toward her in abuse way. Just in next story please give us more detail to go off to make the reader understand more of the story.

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