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My wife of 40 years had died.

Nancy just died she was 60 years old.

She didn't have a stroke, heart attack, Covid 19, cancer.

The coroner couldn't give me a reason why she died, that didn't stop her from being dead.

I was a widower. 

I was a year older and at 61 years old.

l didn't know what to do Nancy was my life. 

I did love her, you can't live with somebody for 40 years. If you don't love them.

After l had buried my wife l still lived in town.

It had been a year since l had burried Nancy.

I was getting on with life the best I could.

One day about a quarter of a mile away from my house there was a bulldozer that was flattening off the top of a hill.

I didn't give it two thoughts. 

I didn't know why they were flattening the top of the hill.

A couple of days later l could hear and feel them using a machine that was tamping and packing the dirt down.

Next few days they began drilling for water. 

I thought maybe they were going to put a new water tank in town. 

We had another tank that had been built in the summer of 1978.

I thought, this was a replacement.

A day or so later they started putting a foundation.

I was sure it was a new water tower.

It was a week later before i saw the the tank again.

This time l realized it wasn't a tank, it was a huge house, had to be 5500 square feet or bigger.,

Somebody had money, l know it wasn't me!

A few months later, l was hanging out at the store, l was eating Fish and chips.

Now the store was different than most other places.

It had a Small Store, Cafe, Laundry Mat, it had a trailer park in back where people parked their RV's  and spent the summer here, they also had showers in the bathrooms you could rent.

It also used to have the Post Office.

A lady walked in.

She was short l would estimate 5 foot, 5 foot 1. 

She was beautiful she was wearing a white tee shirt that was tucked into her short Daisy Dukes, she had on cowboy boots she had a straw cowboy hat on.

She sat at the counter next to me.

She asked " What's good here?" Addressing me.

"Pretty much everything on the menu, the Philly Cheese Steak is really good.

Thats what I normally get but Fish and chips sounded good today!"

"The fish and chips good?"

"Yes, very good!"

"I think that is what l'll have!"

She ordered her fish and chips.

"I'm Joy Anderson and you're?"

"Sorry, l had a mouthfull of food. I'm Russell Irons." I said after swallowing my mouthful of food.

After extentding my hand.

"Russell l love that name! I have a nephew named Russell!"

We sat and talked for a while. 

I found out she was the one that had the house that was made on the top of the hill. Somebody with money.

She found out I was a local and not just here for the summer.

She was moving here and would be a local as well.

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For an older woman Joy still looked 30 years old but was actually 56 years old

There were not many single men my age or hers around here.

There was a guy about 2 weeks younger than I was.

Growing up he was the tough guy strong as an ox, and as bright as an ox as well, more brawn than brain!

Nowdays he has arthritis he is so bad he hardly leaves his home, he never married. 

Just an old Batchelor.

I met with Joy as often as I could. 

We ate breakfast, or lunch, or dinner at the cafe in the store.

We were pretty good friends. 

In a small town people talk, before we knew it we were a couple, we were having sex, we were planning a wedding, l had already got her pregnant, some people just didn't understnd the human body.

Joy had gone through menopause about 15 years earlier.

We had a good laugh about that!

We were friends that was it.

Couldnt a guy have a female friend?

I went to go pick her one Friday night to take her to dinner.

The cafe inside the store every Friday had a dinner, tonight was Navajo Fry Bread.

I rang her door bell.

Nobody answered.

I rang again, still no answer. 

I thought the worse, usually when nobody answers you think that your going to find them dead, or injured, maybe even deathly ill!

I tried the door it was unlocked. 

"Joy?" I said unsure of what l would find.

I saw her sitting on the couch. She had tears and was crying.

My heart skipped a beat, here was one of my best friends in obvious distress.

Why? I asked myself? 

Did she have a close family member die? 

Did she hurt herself in an accident?

So many questions and no answers.

"Joy are you alright?"

Through her tears she said "l'm fine l'm not hurt in anyway, if that's what you want to know."

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Russell this is hard to say. But just take a whiff of the air around me."

I sniffed and the house smelled of urine.

"You smell that? I had an accident l've been using poise pads for quite a while lately they are not working very good!

I guess l need to get better protection. 

She grinned through her tears.

I bought some real tabbed briefs.

I was hoping never having to use them.

But guess what?"

"Joy l'm sorry, l kind of know how you feel.

A few years ago l had a hernia.

It was close to my blader area after the surgery, l still got pain there.

The nights l hurt, l usually woke up in a wet bed.

I got diapers.

Heck with tabbed diapers l wear a thick pull on cloth diapers with plastic pants.

I know the embarrasment of lack of control!"

"Your not telling me this to try ahd make me feel better, are you?" Joy asked?

"No it's the truth!

But it has been months since I have had to wear my diapers.

It doesnt happen every night."

"Your lucky mine happens everyday and every night!" Joy said.

She sat up and her chair was wet.

I took her to the bath and ran her a bath. 

I helped her out of her wet Levi's and panties and her bra. 

I left her to bathe herself, l had seen more of her than l thought I ever would.

She came out after her bath.

She lead me to her bedroom.

I balked at her door.

"Whats wrong?" She asked me?

"This is your bedroom, I shouldn't be in your bedroom.

The town is talking alread ubout us two, you know that!" I said.

"It's nothing like that!

I dont know how to put a tabbed diaper on, l will need help.

Your my best friend, l wouldn't trust this to just anybody!"  Joy said. 

I went in she grabbed her diaper, some baby powder and l placed the diaper under her, powdered her did her diaper up. 

I left her and she got dressed. 

She came out in a skirt and a tee top that was black like her skirt.

We were about 30- 35 minutes late for dinner was all.

We ate our Indian Fry Bread and then I took her home. 

She invited me in. 

She almost sat in her chair she had wet earlier.

She sat on the couch. 

"I bet your wondering how l became incontinent aren't you Russell?"

"I know it kind of happens to woman after giving birth or sometimes as the people get old and overweight my sister Greta was like that never married, never pregnant but was old and overweight.

I dont know about kids, you have never spoke of any before even when I talked about my son and daughter."

"I got pregnant when I was still a child, l was 13 l was the family's baby sitter.

The parents came home, early!

The wife had a migraine.

The husband took me home, on the way he raped me and l got pregnant l had a little girl we put her up for adoption.

Thats the last l heard of her.

The father was arrested put in prison and it cost him big he got 120 years for rape of a person under 14.

I have been pregnant once in my life, hence the reason l wet myself all the time now."

"I didnt know that, l bet you wish you had your daughter now dont you?"

"Yeah l do, your right.

I never thanked you for helping me get cleaned up so we could get to our dinner!."

"Your Welcome, glad I could help, sorry about seeing more than you wanted me to."

"I don't know maybe I wanted you to see me like that, maybe l want to show you more, Russell!"

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"Joy, are you sure?" I asked her?

"Russell a while back l quit seeing you as a friend, you became my best friend! I've never had a best friend like you.

You accepted me unconditionally.

My friends before at times l felt were in it for a what's in it for me? Attitude.

You've never tried to get anything from me, you've bought me more dinners, lunches, or breakfasts than I have ever bought you!" Joy said.

"That's because my mom and dad raised me to be a gentleman,  l was taught that the man usually pays." I said

"Russell, l have a lot more money than you, somewhere you being a gentleman, l guess l wasn't used to being treated like you have treated me.

I have started falling for you, l think your a real nice guy.

Besides you're the only guy that knows l leak on myself and besides that at times you do as well.

How many other guys would be as sympathetic about my urinary problems. 

There's more but l'm not ready to tell you, for me that's more embarrasing than wetting myself." Joy said

"I'm not going to force you to tell me, there are things l'm not sure I could tell you yet. 

So are we now girlfriend and boyfriend?" I asked?

"I'm for it if you are?" Joy said.

I sat by her on her sofa for the first time l kissed her. 

We kissed and kissed for about an hour or two. 

Joy took my hand on her breast, l was more than happy to please this woman. 

 

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That's as far as we got the first day, a little breast action. 

After that if people talked we didn't really care, let em!

It was a few weeks later that we had sex.

Joy had been raped at an early age, 13 years old to be exact.

It left her with a hatred for sex, if thats all you knew about sex was being forced to have it, you probably would avoid it like the plague yourself. 

I waited until she was ready and l let her initiate it and let her be on top as l could see her being under me as her being trapped and held down by me.

I created a monster!

Joy found the joy in sex! 

As a man l felt she was going to sex me to death! 

Whats that old country and western song "I'm not as good as I once was, but I'm good once as I ever was!" Problem was she was an animal in bed. 

It came the night that we were going to stay together. 

With as much sex as we had been having, my hernia surgery had been acting up. 

I had been wearing my diapers to bed and had been wet the past 3 nights. 

I took my diapers. Just in case hiding them in my bag that l took.

I arrived at Joy's mansion as l called it, at about 5pm.

She had cooked dinner for us and for some reason l became dessert!

We kissed and petted until Joy anounced that her diaper was soaked and she needed a change.

Guess who got to take care of her.

I got to bathe her, diaper her and she had got some cloth and plastic pants like mine for nighttime. 

"Russell remember the day that you found out l was incontinent and we started dating?"

"Like it was yesterday.

Of course it was only a few weeks ago!" I answered.

"Well remember that l told you there were things that l was more embarrased about, even more than being found out l'm incontenent?" She asked me?

"Yeah at the time, l think l told you there were things l was embarrased about as well."

"Russell, Russell this is hard, 

You know l was raped at 13?"

"Yes, you had a daughter from it.

If thats what your emarrased about don't be, the rape wasnt your fault.

Rape is more about power than love!" I assured her.

"When it happened my 13 year old mind kind of snapped.

I began wetting my bed.

I reverted to like a baby.

Being treated as a toddler was what l became.

My parents took me to a psychologist. 

He explained to my parents that when was the last time in your life you felt completly safe?

Probably when you're 2 or 3 years old. 

In my mind l was two or three because then I didn't have to deal with being raped.

My parents babied me. 

That bedwetting never left. 

I've wet my bed longer than l have ever been dry. 

When I was younger, my dad used to participate until l hit 15. 

At 15 he expected me in his own words "Grow the fuck up!"

My mom babied me from then on, but l missed my daddy! 

Russell will you be my daddy?"

"I dont know if l can or not, lately since we have been having sex...

The past 4 mornings l have woke up wet like you, myself."

"Really do you need a mommy?"

I dont know, I've never had a mommy.

Nancy knew l had problems staying dry when my hernia area started acting up.

She was supportive but she never participated or helped me.

I took care of everything." I said.

"You got your diapers with you?" She asked?

"Uh, in my bag l brought." I said.

"Get them out and I will take care of you while you take care of me."

I got bathed by Joy and dressed in my diapers. 

Joy took two things from her dresser, l couldnt tell what it was.

"I'll be right back!"

About 5 minutes later she returned and handled me a baby bottle. 

"You feed me and l will feed you!".

I could feel the heat of the milk through the plastic bottles.

I was expecting baby bottles with baby teats on them to my surprise these teats were huge.

We both drank our warm milk. 

Then she got two pacifiers out. 

We went to her bed. 

It crinkled, l knew she had a plastic sheet under there.

It wasnt long the hot milk did its thing and l was asleep.

I awoke, my groin felt wet.

5th wet night in a row.

I heard a moan. 

I remembered Joy. I reached over and touched her wet diaper which was encased in her plastic pants just like mine.

I was expecting her to wake and punch me in the nose.

I had crossed the line l was inapropriatly touching her without permission.

She continued to sleep.

She still had her pacifier in her mouth.

Mine had fell out and was at the base of my pillow on the sheets.

I picked it up and stuck it back into my mouth.

Last night when Joy had babied me. 

That was what l wanted. 

I wished Nancy would of at least diapered me and bathed the urine off me in the morning. Treated me kind of like a bedwetting child. 

Being a bedwetting toddler with Joy was even better.

I heard "Daddy l need my diaper changed!" Joy was awake!

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When l got her up and cleaned her up and put her first diaper of the day on.

I got her and started to dress her.

When l got ready for her bra.

She reached out and cupped my wet diaper.

"Is my little boy wet?"

"Yes." I said.

She sweetly said "Yes, who?"

"Yes Joy?" I said unsure that was what she wanted.

"Yes Mommy! She said. Thats what l'm looking for."

"Yes mommy!" I said.

She took my hand and sat down and sat me so my head was laying in her lap. 

I didnt know what she wanted until she rubbed a nipple on my lips. 

She was going to nurse me.

Now Joy being only 5 feet and 7/8 inches tall she had pretty good breasts, l mean she wasnt huge but she had small cantaloupe breasts. 

Most girls l've seen that are Joy's size have much smaller breasts, apple and orange sized.

I had to admit l was enjoying this, it was worth a wet bed to be treated like this. 

Even though Joy was not lactating l was still enjoying this.

After about 5 minutes Joy took me and bathed me. 

She washed my penis so well. 

I was sure she was trying to get me excited enough to orgasm.

I hated to admit it was working.

I was getting to the point of no return, when she stopped and started washing my back.

"Spoiled sport!" I said!

She rinsed me off and dried me off. 

I was dreesed in a daytime diaper .

"Wait, l only wet my bed not in the day time!"

"Listen momma knows best!"

I was dressed and momma took me to breakfast at the store!

She cut my food up for me. 

I ate it, l so wanted to tell her off but she was mommy today!

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We got home from the store, our bellies full.

Joy made me a bottle and fed it to me.

I wished, and wished this nipple on this bottle was Joy's nipple from her breast.

A little later l fell asleep.

I slept 3 hours and l woke up soaked.

I was having no pain from my hernia surgery. 

Why did I wet my bed?

Why did you fall asleep?

You slept all night Russell, you weren't tired!

What would make you sleep and wet like that?

It dawned on me my bottle had more than just milk in it, diuretics, and sleeping pills were used on me.

Was l mad? No! 

Joy had admitted to me she had a little side.

I had not told her but I did as well.

I had wanted to wet my bed more than just the times my hernia hurt.

I think that is why l got cloth and plastic pants to wear.

That was what was used on me.

Disposables were not readily available in my days of wearing diapers as a baby and toddler.

I was almost three when my mom got me trained. 

When l was four almost 5 l found my diapers and baby bottles again and used them. 

Mom and dad found out and they came up missing again.

This time l never found them.

I wasn't ready to give them up.

By the time l was 9 or 10 l stole a few of my baby sister's diapers.

They didn't fit so good. 

If I wet them l did so in the tub, that way the pee ran down the drain.

Soon my sister was out of diapers.

The girl next door was a bedwetter and guess who l made her my best friend out of necessity?

That was until we were 12 and she got dry, we were still friends.

She just wasnt my bewdwetting connection anymore.

So from age 12 to 62 all of those desires were locked away in my mind.

I never let them out to play. 

That's 50 years! I thought. 

At age 56, l got that hernia. 

Every few months my hernia area acted up.

Nancy hauled my butt to the Doctor and l had to admit to her that at age 56, there were nights that l peed my bed like a teenager, it coincided with pain from where my surgery was.

They could do surgery again, but l didnt want to do that what if they actually fixed it?

Secretly this was something l had wanted for years, l was like the next door girl l was a bedwetter!

Looks like Joy was trying to make me more of one!

God l loved her!

Even though she had became incontinent, to me she was perfect! 

She was a Goddess to me!

 

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Joy came to me, "Daddy l peed my diaper."

This was said like a three year old might say it.

I laid her down and lifted her skirt. 

I was surprised her top was a onesie. 

I popped her snaps exposing her obviusly wet diaper. 

I left for a second and went and got a washrag wet with warm water.

I began cleaning her crotch area. 

I was kinder to her than she had been to me, she got the orgasm that she had denied me that morning.

I did a new clean diaper up on her and resnapped her onesie.

I flipped her skirt down and she was very lovey dovey, after her orgasm.

I left and l went to her kitchen and made her lunch.

Grilled cheese and she had a can of beef vegetable soup.  

Like a daddy l fed her lunch.

Afterwards it was time for her nap. 

She was sleeping.

The phone began to ring, l was in my own zone.

Not thinking I answered it.

"Hello!" I said.

"Who is this?" The older female voice demanded on the other end!

I realized this wasn't my home about this time.

"My name is Russell Irons!"

"Russell is my daughter Joy there?" The lady asked?

"Yes she is, but at the moment she is asleep, she was pretty tired!"

"How do you know Joy?" The lady demanded.

"Well l am a good friend of your daughter's and a neighbor." I said.

"Are you in the habit of being in my daughters home while she sleeps?" She asked?

"No ma'am! This is a first." I said.

"Have you and my daughter been dating?" She asked?

"Yeah a couple of times we have dated." I answered.

"Then you know about my daughter's problem then?" She said.

"Which problem would that be?" I asked.

"If you really knew my daughter you would know about her problem, do you really know my daughter?" 

"You nean her incontinence?" I asked?

"Yes, you do know my daughter don't you! 

How did you find out?" She asked?

"A couple of months ago l showed up to take your daughter to dinner at the store. I found her crying, she had a huge accident and soaked herself bad enough to leak. 

I was supportive enough, l understood how she felt, a few years ago l got a hernia.

Where l got the surgery, if l get a pain there l end up with a wet bed that night.

The only difference is that l only wet about once every two or three month's or so."

"Just tell Joy to call me when she wakes up.

Wonder why she never mentioned a boyfriend?"

We said our good byes and l continued to wait for Joy to wake up so l could let her now her mom called!

 

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Joy awoke "Daddy l'm wet again. 

I was changing her.

"You need to call your mom, she called while you was napping."

"Why did you answer the phone?"

"I wasn't thinking, heard it ring, answered it out of habit, sorry!"

"Don't be. 

I probably would do the same at your house."

"It's just my mom and my dad have passed on, l do have kids and siblings that might call."

"I would love to blab that their dad or brother has a girlfriend!

Like my mom knows now!"

She got the phone and called her mom.

Russell could only hear Joy's side of the conversation.

"Hi mom!

Yeah that's Russell, yes he is my boyfriend!

Well he is my daddy now, l missed you taking care of me in that way!

Now he is, and sometimes l'm his mommy, but he is my daddy more than I'm his mommy.

Yes l did miss daddy being my daddy. 

I think thats why were so close mom we had a bond that went way beyond mother daughter!

The reason l never told you l had a boyfriend is because you will want to know when were getting married, how much he loves me or my money.

I haven't told him how much I'm worth.

Or asked him how much he is worth.

Mom this guy is one of the nicest men l have ever met, he has spent more money on me than l have ever spent on him.

Why because he is a gentlemen, he opens doors for me, scoots my chair in for me. 

No he has never asked for a loan.

That's why l never told you l have a boyfriend, because you play 20 questions or more every time l meet a guy.

I know you're just trying to protect me but mom I'm not 13 anymore I'm 58 years old. Even if and when we do have sex I've gone through menopause, mom l cant get pregnant this go round.

Even if we do get married, I'm sure he will still love me, my leaks and all. 

Bye mom!"

"Joy I'm not going with you just for your money!" Russell said.

"Russell l know that, I've had best friends that the reason that they were even my frirnds was because of what they could get from me financially.

I dont get that vibe from you.

I get you really like me, and want to share your and my being an infant with each other! 

I love you Russell!"

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"Joy l do love you as well, it's been a while since my wife died.

I kind of been lonely for companionship." I said.

"I guess l missed my father.

You remind me a lot of him.

Even with my problems of wetting.

For years after the rape it was just at night.

The past 6 or 7 years it has developed into a daytime problem as well." Joy said.

"Mine started some 6 years ago.

I had worked all night bailing alfalfa and hauling the bales to the barn before it rained. 

I had the surgery to fix my hernia about 6 weeks before. 

My groin hurt,  l went to bed at about 10 am.

The rain hit l slept through it.

I awoke and l actually thought the roof sprang a leak my bed was wet.

I didn't recall any dreams of getting up to pee, taking a hot bath, swimming and cutting loose.

My bed was soaked and it smelled of urine. 

But how?

No dreams, usually during one of those dreams l would wake up while still wetting my bed.

I had slept through it!

About a month or so later, l sold some of that alfalfa to one of my friends. 

My groin hurt and l puta bag of ice on my groin. 

Most of the pain was gone by the time for bed.

Nancy was shaking me and said l had wet my bed again.

It was 3:34am. 

Nancy washed our bedding, l washed myself in the tub.

She bought me diapers and l figured out my groin hurts before l wet my bed.

When I hurt l put my diaper on. 

Kind of found out I liked wearing and wetting those diapers.

Started telling Nancy that I hurt a lot more than I actually did.

Of course those nights my wettings l was wide awake for those wettings.

I dont know if Nancy ever figured it out or not?

I was going to tell her about my fondness for diapers.

Before l could she up and died on me.

I've been wearing and wetting my diapers for a couple of years now, nobody to care unrtil l met you!

There are nights l wet and not wake up, more than not.

I guess l am becomming a for real bedwetter nowdays."

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"Good for you Russell!

Like I said my mind escaped to when l was 2 or 3.

I was 13 but the trauma of getting raped, and having a baby, that hurt like hell!

I started wetting my bed, mom and dad used to baby me.

Dad would change my dapers only, he gave me the orgasm you gave me this morning.

He never changed me again, l think he felt guilty about what he done to me.

He felt on the same level as the Bastard that impregnated me. 

He never ever changed my my diapers again.

I guess he thought that if I was old enough to have an orgasm, l was too old to be still pissing my bed.

I still pissed my bed, mom still changed me.

Now mom was kind of Bi l think, she gave me the orgasms that dad felt guilty about giving me. 

They were about 1 or 2 a week to every other week. 

I was not sexually frustrated.

Even when I hit my 20's, 30's, 40's, and 50's.

I had never really had sex. 

I knew how to self stimulate.

Then you came along and are giving me the real thing now. 

Russell l have had best friends that were only my friends because l have money.

My parents sued my former baby sitter husband that raped me for 20 million dollars.

He had that kind of money, yes!

I still have about 15 million left. 

That 20 million was for pain and suffering. 

When they found out l had turned inward and became a toddler at 13 after being raped by that man the jury was sympathetic towards me. 

I spent about a million and a quarter building this house.

Some of my so called freinds tried to weasel money from me, your one of the first that has spent more on md than I have on you. 

I dont feel like your out to screw money from me. 

If anything l feel l have screwed more out of you."

"I dont feel like you've been screwing me over. 

Besides when l sold my farm l got about a million out of it as well. 

I aint hurting as well!

When I first started wetting my bed at 56 years old at first l was embarrased as hell. 

I never was a bedwetter as a kid or teen.

Nancy had until she was 13, we had a daughter until she was 15.

Nancy was beaten, yelled at, called names. 

She didn't have a good experience when she wet her bed.

She became a bitch to rival her mom towards our daughter.

I for some reason was the voice of reason between them two. 

I reminded Nancy how bad she hated being treated by her mom, the same way she was treating her own daughter.

My daughter and l are close because l stood up to mom for her.

I was the one to diaper my daughter until she hit 13 and got bit by the modesty bug. 

After that she started doing her own diapers, Nancy was too abusive to care for her.

The night that l wet our bed, she was the one that dragged me to the Urologist and me tell her l was wetting my bed now. 

God knows, that she drug my daughter there a few times, she had a small bladder.

That she did know!

Me l was big enough bladder wise, and I produced enough of the horemone at night. 

But since l had the hernia. Dr. Alpaca told her mine was due to trauma in the area of my urinary tract namely my bladder. 

I think that Nancy would of killed me if nothing was found. 

That and it happened about 3 or 4 times a year, l wasnt like her and my daughter that it had been a nightly occurance.

I found I liked wearing the diapers.

What? Am I nuts or what? 

I looked up Adult Bedwetting.

Holy hell there were sites that just had girls wetting their beds for you!

I never dreamed that there was stuff like that out there, but there is!"

"Russell l want you to be my daddy, and if you give me a few orgasms like my dad did l don't want you to feel bad, l thoroughly enjoy them.

I will treat you like the bedwetting  toddler like you are, don't be surprised if I spike your babybottles with some diuretics to get you used to wetting more, and I will return the favor of orgasms towards you as well!"

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"Joy you mentioned that friends were only freinds to see what they could get out of you.

I apologize on behalf of us that do not have an ulterior motive, just to get stuff from you."

"Russell l know how you feel in your heart, l feel it every time l had stopped a friend from just using me and had to drop them. 

That has been about 20 people so far." Said Joy.

"After I sold the farm, l had one person that started hanging out with me, my brother Phillip, he got the same amount as l did, all my brothers and sisters did the farm had been in our family since like the 1920's my grandfather got it and his sons, my dad and uncles.

One by one my uncles died off and their kids wanted nothing to do with the farm.

My dad and I, my brothers kept it going.

Soon my brothers and sisters were gone as well, l was the only one left! 

Dad left me the farm when he died.

My sisters married Air Force Pilots one is in Florida the other in Ohio now my brotners both moved to Taggart one became a drunk, the other teaches school.

My boys never wanted to have anything to do with the farm. 

I was the last Irons, l got to old to work the farm.  

I didn't want to sell it, hell we had owned for nearing a hundred years!

I offered it to my kids.

Neither of them wanted it, daughters either!

Nobody wanted it. 

I hated selling it but l did. 

Got a pretty penny for it!

I kept almost a million, high $900,000. My sisters each got close to $300, 000 each.

My brothers were close to $500,000 each.

I figured since they had abandoned the farm, and I stayed and kept it working all these years l got the lion's share of the money.

Now Phillip he had got himself in debt. 

His share pretty much got him out of debt. 

Plus he was drunk for 4 weeks straight.

Then he was broke!

But hey his little brother still had plenty of money.

Phillip returned to town, all he wanted to do was get me drunk

He succeeded and somehow l bought him a brand new truck to the tune of $52,000.

After that l was leery to even have a beer with him. 

I finally had to tell him to piss off. 

My own brother used me!

I know how it feels to be used, l could never do it again to anybody else!

That's why you dont have to worry about mel

The meals I have bought you they cost $10-15 each, a lot more affordable than $52,000,

By the way he has about ruined that truck, used to be beautiful, now it's all dented and scratched  l hate to tell him there won't be another!"

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We were sitting there kissing waiting for 11am so we could go get some lunch at the cafe in the store.

Up until 11am breakfast was served.

We were not in a breakfast mood today.

Joy was sitting there on my lap and we had been kissing for about 20 minutes.

When her door bell rang.

Joy said "It's probably UPS, I ordered some more disposables for the daytime last week."

I sat her on the chair as I went to get the pakage. 

I opened the door and it wasn't UPS. 

There was a lady standing there and though she was older, Joy was almost a twin to her.

"You must Russell!" The lady said.

I couldnt get a read on her, being "Russell" l didnt know if it was a good thing or a bad thing at the moment!

I let her in "Joy it's your mom!" I announced.

"My name is Anastasia, but everybody calls me Ana!

Good to finally meet my daughters boyfriend.

Tell me what do you do for a living Russell?" 

"I'm retired!" I responded.

"Retired from what?" Ana asked?

"Farming, l got to old to keep doing it!" I said

"Who runs the farm now, your kids?" Was her next question?

"No, l sold it to a Company out of California, they own about half the farms around here already."

"Did you get a good price for it?" Ana asked?

"Yeah pretty good, but l had to split it with my siblings. 

Me personally l got almost 900 thousand my brothers and sisters three hundred thousand each. 

I was the only one left to run it.

They had all moved away!"

"So you aren't hurting, but your still not as rich as my daughter!"

"Nope, l'm not that rich but if your wondering, l have no interest in your daughters money!

We were just getting ready to go to the store/ cafe for lunch, you can come along, l'll buy you lunch as well!"

We left and drove the 8/10ths of a mile to the store.

As a kid I used to walk to the store. 

Wish l had a dollar for every trip l made there and back, l could be as rich as Joy and her mom wouldnt be judging me like she was. 

At the store I gave Ana the same treatment that l was giving Joy.

Opening doors, asisting them in getting their chairs in. 

Like Joy on her first day Ana ordered the Fish and Chips. 

Joy and I had the cowboy burger.

If they needed their cups refilled, l was the one that refilled them.

I got them extra Fry Sauces.

Ana nreded extra Tartar Sauce.

Ana seemed to enjoy herself. 

I think she had her eye on Mr. Twitchell the owner. 

We got her home, well to Joy's home where Joy said "Daddy l need a change!"

I took Joy to her bed and was changing her diaper.

I looked over my shoulder and Ana was there watching me diaper her daughter!

She whispered in my ear "l'm next!"

After Joy was done Ana took her place on the bed.

As l raised her skirt, l'll be damned if Ana wasn't diapered as well! 

I made quick work of her and we returned to the Livingroom.

"Well mom does he pass muster?" Joy asked?

"Alright you got me!

I thought he was after your money, but he is just really a nice guy!

Russell, you l cant figure out, what do you want from my daughter?"

"Ana l really love your daughter, all l guess l want is a relationshjip with your daughter.

She helps me accept the fact that like her I have problems staying dry at night occasionally!

She treats me like a toddler! l forgot what it was like to be young, she helps me remember!"

"Thats the same reason that l mothered her like l did, l felt so young!

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I cooked dinner, nothing fancy just some chicken breasts that l used something like shake and bake then baked them, did mashed potatos and gravy, she had some cobbettes of corn, that l did as well.

They both ate the dinner as well as me.

We thumbed through the T.V. looking for something and finding nothing!

It was dark and l made the guest room up for Ana.

As l was doing so, Ana came and l felt she wanted me for dessert!

Though I was tempted I apologized to Ana, l belonged to her daughter.

I assured her I would never do anything to betray her trust, like having sex with her mother or any other woman for that matter. 

I returned to Joy and took her to bed. 

I took off her diaper and Joy was in a horny mood tonight!

Next thing l knew we were both nude and were going at it like rabbits.

"Mom's next!" Joy told me. 

I gave her the "Are you sure?" Look and was given the nod.

Mom was in a sexy nighty, other than her diaper was already in place underneath her nighty!

Between them both I must have spent an hour having sex. 

My twinge, from my henia surgery was back from having sex with these two ladies. 

I redressed both Joy and her mom back in their diapers.

Ana put mine on me.

I fell asleep. 

Something was nagging me at the back of my mind, l couldnt remember what it was l was supposed to do.

I had forgotten something!

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I was in my sleep l was out changing a stream of water.

Something l hadnt done since l sold the farm.

My daughter Susan was there helping me.

Now, Susan was not usually around when l had a stream of water.

In fact none of my sons were around at 0345 hours when I was watering my crops.

Susan was my bedwetting daughter.

SUSAN!

She had called me last week she was comming this weekend, she had something to talk to me about. 

It was Saturdy morning and she came in last night!

Thats what l had forgot!

Susan, she is probably at the house right now! 

Here I was sleeping between Joy and Ani.

How could l get so forgetful?

It wasn't Alzheimer's was it? 

After seeing what it did to my mom who came down with it at 55 years old.

I had to change my own mothers diapers. 

Lord knows she changed 99% of mine as a baby and toddler.

My dad saw that as woman's work! 

He also got to change hers as well!

Then when Susan came along l got most of hers after age 4, until she hit 12 and that modesty gene kicked in then she did herself at night for 4 more years, before she stopped.

For Nancy her bedwetting tapered off as her dry nights got more and more than the wet ones.

For Susan she was wet one night then it was 3 weeks before her next.

Then two months before her next, there was not another as far as l remember.

Unfortunately for Nancy that, excuse the expression pissed her off totally.

Then when l started wetting my bed after hernia surgery. 

I think it gave her something to bitch about, l think in some way it made her happy!

I was getting up and was changing my diaper. 

I was cleaning myself up when l awoke Joy.

I explained about my daughter coming to town and how l had forgotten all about it.

She said "Perfect l will go with you!"

Joy and I went the 1/8th to 1/4 mile to my house which l hadn't been home in a few weeks.

Last time l was home was when she called telling me she was comming home and needed to talk to me!

We entered the house being quiet as we could.

I went to my old bedroom and she was on my bed, sound asleep.

I also noticed she had a diaper on and it was as wet as mine had been not more than a half hour ago!

 

 

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Joy whispered "What's with the wet diaper?

Like daddy, like daughter?"

I took her from the room, "To tell the truth I dont know what's with the wet diaper?

She used to wet her bed when she was a teenager, she is what 27, 28 years old now?"

"Does she have kids?" Asked Joy?

"Yeah, three, why?" I asked?

"Could she be leaking from child birth? 

It happened to me with one kid she has three.

I started piddling myself a long time before her!"

"It could be that, she hasn't ever told me about anything like that." I said.

About that time Susan walked in she was in a bathrobe, l could still hear her crinckle and l could smell the stale urine oder she was giving off, it could of been Joy but l'm sure it was Susan.

"Daddy where were you, l got here at 8pm I've been expecting you home all night! She said!

"Sorry princess, l would like to introduce you to Joy!

Joy is my girlfriend and I spend most nights at her place!"

"DADDY!

Shame on you!

Just kidding, I'm glad you moved on from mom!

A little information would be nice every so often!"

"Yes information wise, we noticed you in a wet diaper, what's up with that?" Joy asked?

"Um that.

Well if you must know after three kids, I've sprouted leaks!"

"Thought it must be like that! Said Joy.

Happened to me at 13.

Raped by the daddy of the kids l baby sitted.

I only had the one and it was put up for adoption after l had her! 

I'm 57 now. 

Been pissing myself 44 years now!"

"Really l thought you were in your 30's, l was about ready to chastise my dad for robbing the cradle!

How did you two meet?" Susan asked,

"Well about almost a year ago I moved to town. 

I went to the cafe for lunch.

There was this guy there and I asked him what was good? 

He told me just about everything!

He was eating fish and chips and thats what I ordered!

We started meeting for breakfast, lunch or one of their dinners. 

Next thing we knew we were a couple according to everybody in town, we decided to give them something to talk about.

Problem was we fell in love for real we have been dating about 7 months now."

"How does my dad feel about your incontinence?" Susan asked?

"He hasn't batted an eye at it yet!" Said Joy.

"I dont know if he's told you yet or not but I grew up a bedwetter.

He never flinched when he dressed me for bed ot the next morning when he let me out of my wet ones." Said Susan. 

"Same here! 

Did you know after hernia surgery if he does too much your dad wets his bed as well?"

"I heard something about that, my mom didn't know the meaning of discretion, she told just about everyboy I wet my bed and dad was wetting his!" Said Susan.

"Did you know your dad is my daddy, he takes real good of his little girl!" Said Joy.

"You know I wish I had a daddy like that!

If you havnt heard daddy, Mitch and I are splitting, he is tired of my incontinence!

But l cant give it up l'm a lot of a ABDL!" Said Susan.

"I am as well!

Guess what so is your dad, l have him wearing diapers and wetting them at night, of course l use a Diureticts and Benydril. So far your dad hasn't complained or nothing about me turning him into a bedwetter!

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"Well you should come to my house." Said Joy.

"There is a problem with that!" 

She took us into the other room there were my two granddaughters Melissa, and Denice. Both were diapered and wet as well.

"Where is Frank?" I asked when we got away from the room.

"He stayed with Mitch unlike these two he doesnt wet his bed anymore."

"So l take it your soon to be ex Mitch isn't big on bedwetters said Joy!"

"You figured that out already! 

Good job! 

Wish l was as smart as you, took me longer.

Then we were gone, us three! 

I thought our marrage was stronger than that, guess not."

A tear ran down Susan's cheek.

Joy was there to comfort her immediately.

"Russell your daughter needs her daddy to change her diaper!"

"No that would be too weird!" Said Susan!

She beat me to it l was about to say word for word what she said!

"Trust me, she needs her daddy right now!" Joy insisted!

I took my daughter by the hand and for the first time since she was 12 years old l changed her out of her wet nighttime diaper.

I noticed that she had a red spot where some diaper rash was winning.

Just like l would have done for Joy l put some Desitin on it.

Susan moaned, it must of felt good.

Soon i had her in a dry diaper.

Susan threw her arms around me and kissed my cheek.

"Daddy l missed you changing my diapers, you always knew when l was getting a rash.

Mom could care less.

She just diapered me.

I always felt love when you did my diapers!

We returned to the livingroom and sat. 

The clock said 0430 which meant in about an hour l got up and started cooking breakfast.

Since living at Joy's house everything was there. 

Joy left and went and retrieved everything l had for breakfast at her house eggs, onions, cheese, bacon, sausage different colored bell peppers, pancake mix.

She also drought Ana back with her.

I started cooking after l chopped everything up. 

At about 0630 both of my Granddaughters came as the smell of cooking had awoken them.

Wet or not they came and gave their grandfather a hug and a kiss.

I whispered, "Go have your mom and Joy get you out of your wet overnight diapers. Get your bath and redressed and breakfast should be ready by then!

They looked at each other and blushed when l mentioned their diapers!

"Don't worry l know your mother told us, but at your age ask your mom who used to change her diapers in the morning!"

"Mom still wears diapers!" Said Denise!

"I know guess who changed hers this morning already!" I said.

They ran off to get out of their diapers and into the tub.

We had omlettes, pancakes, toast, for breakfast.

The girls Ana, Joy, Susan, Melissa, Denise were making plans for going to Taggert and hitting the Spa getting hair, faces, fingernails, toenails, all done then hitting the Boutique, getting new clothes, even new undies. I was along as the carrier of everything.

Then we were going to go to lunch.

Taggart had two nice restaurants that could be considered fine dining.

Then home. 

Joy felt great, Denice and Melissa were calling her "Grandma."

Wonder if they were trying to tell me something?

 

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As a dad and grandfather l wanted to hunt Mitch down and inflict as much pain on his body as l possibly could, you know beat some sense into that thick head of his!

All l know is he had better not show his ugly face around here!

Unless it is to come claim his wife and daughters!

Susan and him met while they were at college.

I should of known he wasn't right for her. 

When Susan brought him round to meet her parents, me and Nancy.

He complained about how small the town was, how bad it smelt like a sewage treatment plant.

When the cows outnumber the people a hundred to one it smells like cow manure!

My neighbor Bob Barker, no not that one!

Bob had a dairy he milked 30 cows twice a day.

The winds kind of favored his milk barn.

Kind of blew that olfacory scent our way.

As a country boy that scent meant l was home.

If say l went to the city l missed the aroma.

When Susan got married they were married in the city. 

We had to go to Perrysburg,  it was bigger than what l was used to.

Going there for the wedding l got caught in a traffic jamb.

It sucked, Susan didn't know how close we came to just turning around and heading home Nancy and I had came. 

I had to sell off about twentyfive head of cattle to pay for the finery that Mitch's family were used to. 

 That was about 10% of my herd!

When the I does and the reception were over.

Nancy and I checked out of the hotel and drove straight home that night. 

Arrived in town at about 1:30am.

We saw that Bob Barker's milk barn was on fire. 

By the time the fire department from the neighboring town arrived the barn was about lost.

Turned out some wiring shorted out, he lost 5 of his 30 milk cows. 

He sold the remaining 23 cows off, kept two around to have milk for him and his family.

Never went back into the dairy buisness. 

It killed Bob he died about two years later, got pneumonia and it put him in the hospital.

Hattie his wife said that, he could of got better but he didnt have much fight left in him. 

Soon the people here in town, like my own kids, their kids decided farming wasnt for them, they all moved to the city to find work.

There was only about 5 kids of 30 or 40 that stayed.

We all sold our farms to a group out of California.

They owned 90% of the farms now, 

Including mine!

There are times l wished l owned my farm again. 

Then my knees and shoulders and back all remind me why l got out of the busness!

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I let Susan, Deniece, Melissa have the run of the house.

I still spent my time with Joy.

Susan got a job at the only place in town that was a business, the store/ cafe.

She got papers served from Mitch, Divorce papers.

She got herself a Lawyer, reminded me of that guy that used to be on Columbo, acted like he was an idiot until he sprang it on you making you look like the idiot! 

Mitch had claimed that her increasing incontinence was the reason he was divorcing her.

This guy sprang that Mitch was cheating on Susan with his secretary! 

Lets just say that things didn't quite go the way Mitch had though it would!

Susan got about a third of the propfits of his business for Alimony and another third for Child Support and she was  given custody of Frank as well. 

Mitch was verbally abusive towards Susan aftter the proceedings.

I stepped in and asked him to "Say that Shit to me!

I dare you!" 

Mitch shut up and walked away, at least he had a few brains left in that sawdust filled head of his.

They were divorced!

It was final!

6 months later Mitch was kicked to the curb by his Secretary, Veronica! 

He had nobody, he kind of fell apart.

Mitch was one of those guys that was a gym rat. 

After his life fell apart he quit going to the gym, his body turned to flab he gained about a hundred pounds.

He was a regular butterball, he couldnt figure out why girls didn't just come flocking to him like they had in the past?

I couldn't think but "It couldn't have happened to a bigger Sleazeball than him!"

About a year later you wouldn't believe it but Mitch came to town and begged, yes he begged Susan to come back to him! 

I was never more proud of Susan than when she pointed to the door and told him and I quote "There's the door don't  let it hit ya, where the good lord split ya!" End of quote!

Besides Susan had a boyfriend.

When she was in high school she dated this boy named Clarence Talmage! 

He worshiped Susan.

I always liked Clarence, he was a great kid!

As a teen l never worried when Susan was out on a date with him.

Since moving back they had rekindled their old dating affair.

He still worshiped Susan. 

They were planning on getting married.

Susan, Denise, Melissa, even Frank were trying to talk Joy and I to make it a double wedding!

I don't know, l love Joy, even more than l loved Nancy.

Joy is much kinder and easier to love! 

But was l ready to get married again?

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I had a talk with Joy about how she would feel about marrying me?

"Russell, l feel like l can trust you more than any other man l have met.

Part of me says no damn way, your 57 going on 58, l have never been married, l'm well past the age of having children.

I like my independence!

On the other hand.

Russell l do love you, l always look forward to your taking me out.

Even my mom loves you and that is saying a lot!

I'm 57 going on 58!

How many more chances will l have to become a bride.

I almost want to say yes, because of that.

We will both need to have Prenuptial Agreements.

I know your not as well financially off as l am, but your no pauper yourself!

I guess if you ask me in a proper way l will have to say yes!"

"Really?" I asked making sure l had heard her right?

This l really hadn't expected! 

I always thought she was a confirmed Bachelorette, and l was a confirmed Widower!

Monday we went looking for rings in Taggart.

We found some we both loved and they were not the most expensive ones.

I would of  spent the $12,000 for the most expensive ones, but the ones we got were $10,000 less than those and we both loved them better.

The next night Joy and I invited Susan with her 3 kids and Clarence, and Ana were there for dinner. 

After dinner, l got down on one knee and popped the little blue velvet box put and proposed to Joy.

Clarence smiled, guess l'm not the only one.

He proposed to my daughter Susan.

Susan said "Yes, but we will have to talk later."

"About what?" Clarence asked still down on his knee.

"Well you do know l have three kids?" She asked?

"Yes, l do know that, and l'm proposing to them as well, l want to be their father!"

"There are other thing as well, remember when we were kids and Linda Kartchner used to tease me?"

"Yeah l remember, since l couldn't beat her up, l got my sister Maryann to kick her ass so she wouldnt tease you anymore about your bedwetting!

Is it because your kids are Bedwetters now is that the reason?" Clarence asked?

"Thats part of it! Yes!" Said Susan.

"What's the other part?" Asked Clarence?

What if I was to tell you, after having 3 kids, l don't just wet my bed anymore,  l, l am incontinrent and wet all the time now!" Said Susan, who shut her eyes expecting the worse from Clarence.

"Dont care, your still perfect!" Said Clarence.

"Really?" Susan asked?

Why do you think l had Maryann beat up Linda?

It was because l loved you even in those days and l thought you was perfect, still do!" Stated Clarence.

"Well then l guess l would be a fool not to marry you, wouldn't l!" Said Susan.

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We started planning a double wedding.

Susan and Clarence, Joy and I were making plans to get married the same day, at the same time.

Joy and l were paying for it. Getting the church, and the Pastor, was no problem, he was more than glad to do it for us.

It had the rec hall for our reception.

Catering we had to go to Taggart to get that, same with tuxes and wedding dresses.

Her daughters were bridesmades and her mom and Clarences sister Maryann were maids of honor.

My friend Bob Barker Jr. was my best man and Clarence had his brother Herb as his. 

Frank was my and Clarence's Usher.

The day of the wedding l had to stay away from Joy, l guess it's bad luck to see the bride on her wedding day.

Probably why Nancy and l were married so long, l drove her to the church that morning, another theory disproven!

Let me tell you l was nervous, l had to escort Susan down the aisle to give her away again.

This time l felt she was in better hands than l had left her in the first time!

Then l waited for Joy to come down the aisle by herself. 

Her dad was dead, her mom didn't feel right giving her daughter away.

My heart skipped a beat, Joy was absolutely beautiful, it was well worth the wait to see her!

The "I Do's" were said and Pastor Roberts pronounced us man and wife.

We were married!

For some reason it didnt feel as glorius this time, felt more anti climatic. 

We had our receptions l danced with Joy and my daughter Susan.

I danced with each of my granddaughters. 

Joy danced with Clarence and Frank.

We greeted and met people from from each others lives, l met the exwife of Joy's rapist!

She met the millionare, the guy who had bought my farm from me!

Heck he owned about 2/3 of the towns farms.

When it was all over with, we went to Joys house.

Joy started taking her dress off, underneath she had a diaper and plastic panties. 

I had to admit seeing her in her diaper set my libido off, l looked like a boy scout, l had pitched my tent!

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 "Honey we have all night!

It's still nice to know l have that power over men!

Thank you!"

"You are welcome ma'am!" I said!

"It's not like we haven't done this before." She said.

"I know, it's that you just look so damn hot in that diaper and plastic panties!" I said.

"Well thank you! Maybe l should wear them more often, now l know how to get your attention! She said!

I will pop them on you every occasion l get just to keep your attention."

"When you see my eyes pop out of my head, you will know you got a nibble!" I smiled.

She got me out of my tux. 

I had a diaper and plastic pants on myself.

"Holy hell l see what your talking about, l could just rape you right here, foreplay be damned!" She said!

'See what I mean?" I asked her?

"Oh by the way , no more sex with Ana, your my husband now!"

 "Kind of figured that!" I said!

"Jesus we have been married less than three hours and already l'm trying to henpeck you! Sorry!" Joy said.

"Well l was married to Nancy, not the most easy of ladies to be married to and l never did anything with anybody while she was alive!

I guess l don't know how to be a player! I said.

You were my first and only since after l married Nancy!

I was a virgin before!"

"Don't you think I know that?

For me it had been over 40 years!

You helped me trust men again Russell!

I took a chance and you haven't disappointed!

Nancy, l feel didn't deserve anybody like you!

I know you felt like she was your soulmate. 

But l'm not so sure she verbally and somewhat physically abused you and your daughter Susan for you two's bedwetting!

I've been bedwetting a lot longer than you two ever had. 

I have never been treated that bad, ever!"

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