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Roy & Amanda
My name is Roylance Irish Jr. and I am a bedwetter. I
have not always been a bedwetter in fact I practicality
toilet trained myself, according to my parents at about
age 3 I got tired of the irritations I got on my outside
thighs from a hot diaper. My mother said that I began to
take my diapers off before I was wet and started peeing
in the toilet like I had seen others do.
I grew up on a ranch in Southern Utah near Bryce
Canyon National Park. My dad was a farmer/ rancher and
would ride in local rodeos. I began following in his
footsteps riding in rodeos to, and actually wasn't bad.
I married my sweetheart her name was Nancy.
On one fine summer night I was competing in a rodeo
at Ruby's Inn just outside of Bryce Canyon National
Park, they had a weekly rodeo for the tourists to watch.
I was contending for All Around Cowboy but this time
there was a new contestant that was just dogging my
I was by choice a saddle bronc rider that was my
favorite. I attempted to leave the bull riding alone and
I knew if I didn't enter the bull riding that he would
win the all around cowboy and I would lose the $2300
purse that went with it.
So I entered the bull riding. I have a deep respect
for the bulls, horses don't tend to chase you down and
attempt to kill you.
I drew a bull named Texas Tornado. This bull was
known for his spinning to the left out of the gate. For
those of you not familiar with rodeo, bulls tend to
follow a pattern during a ride like spinning to the
left. Now this was a good/ bad bull to draw, good
because he was good to get points from and bad because
this bull had a history. He had killed a rider a few
years earlier he had caught the guy with his horns in
the chest after the ride he didn't gore him the guy got
the wind knocked out of him said he needed to sit down
for a minute when someone checked the rider again he was
dead an autopsy revealed massive internal injuries.
I had drawn this bull. In the gate he was being
ornery kicking at me as I was getting my rig around him
and when I started to climb on his back he was ready to
When riding a bull you wrap your rope around your
left hand if your right handed like me. You tighten it
as much as you can tying yourself in by wrapping the
rope around your wrist and then tucking it back into
your hand, remembering to go to the left when you
dismount or tending to hang yourself up meaning your
still attached to the bull because you rope is still
tied to your hand.
The chute was opened I had to ride this bull for 8
seconds that seems an eternity. About 3 seconds in I
feel a sting on my cheek a dang bee had just stung me
apparently we had run into the bee while spinning.
At that time I lost my awareness of where I was at,
which was atop of 2300 pound killer bull. I started to
come off but came off the wrong side, I was hung up and
dangling like a rag doll just being tossed around like I
was nothing and not 6'3" 235 pound man like I was.
I remember the rodeo clowns came to help me, most
people think they're there for comic relief, they're
there to save idiot cowboys like me.about that time I
felt my shoulder go, popped right out of place and it
hurt like hell. That was the last thing I remembered for
When I came to it was June 20, 1989. Three days had
passed. I took stock of my injuries my left shoulder was
in a sling that was attached to my side with what
appeared to be velcro, my left hand had a cast on it, my
right shoulder was encased in plaster also with a bar to
keep it out straight, my ribs hurt when I moved or took
a deep breath, I also had a catheter up my penis that I
could see blood in the tube; that didn't hurt really but
when you see blood red pee it tends to mess with your
mind and I cringed at that one, I also had a brace of
some kind on my left knee.
Nancy was there and said I'm so glad your awake she
then pushed the nurse call button on my t.v. remote
thing that all hospitals have. The nurses station came
on and asked what do you need? Nancy said he's awake
now, the nurse said I'll be right in.
About 30 seconds later a nurse appeared at my door
and said "hello sunshine!" I need to get a full set of
vitals, I was hooked up to a blood pressure cuff and had
a sat rate thing on my finger she placed a thermometer
in my mouth and pushed a button on the screen, my cuff
started to inflate and the screen started to give back
I am a natural flirt and said that my temp, blood
pressure, heart rate are all up because the love of my
life Nancy is right here and Nurse your pretty cute
yourself. The nurse without missing a beat said no there
all normal other than your BP is slightly elevated
probably due to pain.
Then she asked me on a scale of 1 to 10 rate your
pain. Being the pain in the butt I am so often I said
the pain is not on a scale of 1 to 10 it's in my
shoulder! (Always the comic). I then said about 6 to 7.
I then asked what is wrong with my body. The nurse said
the doctor will be here to talk to you and fill you in.
I asked if I could get something to eat because I am
The nurse said the doctor wants to start you on a
clear liquid diet. I said that's not food that's drink
being the comic again. When can I have some real food?
She said the doctor will discuss that with you when he
The doctor arrived and informed me that after I had
passed out from my shoulder being dislocated I was
banged around and kicked a couple of times before the
clowns could get me un- hooked. I had a slight
concussion, my left shoulder was dislocated and they
used arthroscopic surgery on that, my right arm wasn't
so lucky I was kicked there and not only was it
dislocated but there was ligament damage and cartilage
damage and my bicep was torn loose they had to actually
cut and retrieve the bicep to repair the supra
spinoidas, I had never heard of that one before so I
asked what is a super spinoidas was . The doctor
corrected me it's supra not super. It was part of my
rotator cuff. You also got cracked ribs your left knee
got twisted and your anterior cruciate ligament was tore
or your ACL. You also was kicked in you pubis symphosis
breaking it and a small shard of bone nicked your
sphincter muscle in your bladder and you may be
incontinent. For how long, I asked so far this was the
worst news yet I'm 28 years old and to go back to
diapers full time, scared the hell out of me. You may
only experience this at night in the day if you listen
to your bladder you probably can get away without a day
But at night you won't have the same sensations to
alert you and wet at night. Wow I said I'm a 28 year old
bedwetter. Isn't there some surgery that we could do?
The doctor said not at this time, our medical knowledge
is not that advanced at this time.
I felt that I had just been handed a death sentence.
I had a hard time getting my head around that one. After
I'm all healed how long before I can compete in rodeos
again? The doctor said probably never, you don't want to
put a lot of force on your shoulders as they very easily
may tear again. Another death sentence not only a
bedwetter but not able to compete again.
Nancy said I'll be right here to get you through it!
At least she was optimistic about it, I sure as hell
wasn't. And to find out later, neither was she.
I was to spend the next 9 months in physical therapy
trying to get my shoulders and knee rehabbed. After the
knee brace came off at 6 weeks and the shoulder cast on
the right at 8 weeks the left shoulder brace came off
for good at about 7 weeks. My calf and shoulder muscles
and right arm had atrophied to where it was like
starting from scratch. Every one in town was asking me
when I would be competing again? It was hard to tell
them probably never.
I don't know how many times I heard the old saying
"If you fall off the horse you need to get back on
again!" From well wishing people. They didn't understand
that riding rodeo again could cripple me for ever.
Getting used to being diapered at night was still a
pain in the butt. It wasn't the urine but my skin was
not used to wearing cloth diapers and plastic pants
again, it would make my hips sore just from sweating no
visible signs of a rash but a hell of a lot of itching.
Also Nancy was reluctant to have sex with me due to
me wearing diapers. A couple of years ago on an episode
of The Simpsons, Homer started wetting his bed and was
wearing diapers and Marge had a problem with cuddling
with Homer, I lived that for real.
Due to living really rural there were no physical
therapist around the area where we lived. Nancy had a
brother that lived in Phoenix where there were plenty of
physical therapists. Besides I was getting depressed
about not being able to compete anymore, if I saw
someone riding, or a rodeo on TV it was everything I
could do to not bust out bawling like a little kid. We
decided to move to Phoenix for my rehab. That was even
worse as Phoenix is damn hot one day it hit 122 degrees
and is the record my diapers were soaked and I hadn't
wet a bit. I finished with rehab about 9 1/2 months
Nancy had gotten a job with the local school district
and was a lunch lady. I knew that this wasn't her dream
job but it paid the bills. We were able to get our own
apartment and move out of her brother's house. I joined
a gym and was continuing building my body back up
somewhat like before the accident the doctors always
told me that I would never be the same as before the
My neighbor worked for the State Of Arizona as a
Correctional Officer he talked me into applying, I
didn't think I had a chance of getting a job with my
limitations, but with the working out I had been doing I
was in better shape than even I thought, and was hired
as a Correctional Officer.
Being a Corrections Officer meant that I would have
to go to the academy in Tucson, Arizona called
Correctional Officers Training Academy or COTA . Nancy
suggested that I use disposable diapers as it would make
it easier to deal with my bed wetting as I would not be
able to do laundry as needed to wash and dry cloth
diapers and leave the plastic pants out to dry not
unless I wanted everyone to now that I bed wet. Day one
as we were assembling getting ready for our room
assignments one guy was checking out the female cadets,
one was stunningly beautiful and he made the comment
about them letting super models in the academy now. All
I could think was she's way out of our league anyway
We entered the academy June 9, 1991 almost 2 years
since the accident. The dorms were set up 2 to a room my
roommate was a Cadet named Larry Johnston. We didn't hit
it off so to speak as we both wanted the bed closest to
the door, me because it was closer to the toilets and
Then there were 2. Amanda and I were the last two out
of our academy class.
In 1994 The Juvenile Corrections broke off of the
Department of Corrections and became the Department of
Juvenile Corrections. So we were the last two for ever.
Amanda got pregnant with her 4th kid with her husband
Steve. So she was out on maternity leave. I was just
carrying on being a Sergeant. Which was starting to get
old. I was getting new recruits that treated everything
like a joke.
Safety was about down to zero as was moral. I had a
meeting with my crew to hopefully shake them up a bit,
about the safety I asked which one of you want to be the
first to get really hurt by a youth? as some of the
youth were quite large. None wanted to be, but when you
cut corners, disregard protocols you are inviting in
trouble maybe even death. This is a prison please don't
forget that. I also informed them that I am getting
tired of babysitting you guys and girls. We are all
adults let's not become a statistic on the monthly
assault report let's be Officers! They were better but
other shifts were taking a beating, literally.
The day shift Sergeant came to me one morning and had
me address his guys about Safety and Security,
professionalism as Correctional Officers. I also told
them that if I caught them cutting corners and not
following protocol they wouldn't have to worry about the
youth, I will kick your ass. It worked for first and
second shift. Moral started to improve safety and
security was better because I heard through the
grapevine that they were more scared of me than any of
the youth. I guess they didn't know I was old softie.
About a year later the Powerball grew to about 300
million. Nancy talked me into playing, I told her we
didn't have a snowballs chance in hell of winning. How
wrong I was! We won 300 million dollars. We took a lump
sum which leaves you with 1/2 or 150 million dollars.
Then Uncle Sam wants his share of 30% or 45 million
dollars leaving us 105 million dollars.
I was tired of the rat race in Phoenix. So with the
winnings I bought the family ranch back home in
Antimony, Utah. My family sold it for 400 thousand
dollars , it cost me 900 thousand dollars to get it back
and I had a large house built on the land, I joke saying
it was big enough that Nancy could be at one end of the
house yelling at me and me at the other end and I can't
hear her yelling, seriously it was almost 13,000 square
feet 8 bedrooms and 10 bathrooms, I never want to get
caught without a toilet around, no daytime accidents.
I retired about 8 years earlier than I had planned. I
still kept in touch with Amanda, things weren't going
well with her and Steve, her husband had left her for
another younger woman. She was left with 4 kids a
mortgage the works. I helped get her one of the best
divorce Lawyers in Phoenix and she got everything but
the shirt on his back, he now is struggling to make his
ends meet. About a year later my Nancy got breast cancer
that went systemic. I would have given everything I had
won in the lottery if it would have saved her life. I
learned that cancer doesn't discriminate, rich or poor
it doesn't matter.
Now that I am a widower I've tended to get lazy about
the house cleaning, I've got that Bachelor mentality I
guess, thank god for the maid that comes in once a week.
I got a call from Amanda she has about 3 weeks off and
asked if she could visit for a while, I was excited that
she wanted to visit, I hadn't seen her for like ever.
She was leaving Phoenix driving up through Las Vegas and
planned to spend a couple of days in Vegas, gambling and
loosing her exes money, just having fun relaxing. It
gave me time to clean up the place and go to the Walmart
in Richfield, Utah to get some food in. I had plenty of
meat living on a ranch and all, I have a freezer full of
meat. Beef, chicken, venison from last year's deer hunt,
The day arrived for her visit and she arrived. I
helped her get her luggage into her room and we caught
up on what was going on in the prison that we worked at,
what was administration up to now and who had quit or
retired, who was sleeping with who it was a regular
In the morning of the next day I woke up and my bones
hurt like heck, I knew it was going to rain and rain
hard from the feel of things. I changed out of my diaper
and took my morning shower to get rid of the morning pee
smell got dressed and went down for to get breakfast
As I was cooking biscuits and sausage gravy, Amanda
came down and she had taken a shower to, her hair was
still wet. We ate the biscuits and gravy which is one of
my favorite breakfasts to make and eat.
We had small talk as I was looking to see how my
stocks and bonds were doing. I had became quite the
entrepreneur since winning the lottery, most were
hemorrhaging a few were up, sign of the times I guess.
We talked about what we could do as the weather was
getting bad the wind had picked up and though it hadn't
started to rain it was a dark and cloudy day I apologize
saying here I invite you over and the weather sucks.
We decided to just sit and watch TV as it was not fit
outside for man nor beast. I have satellite dish so we
watched a movie on HBO. I lit a fire in the fireplace
and we just vegged and basked in the glow.
We eventually got around to talking about our spouses
or ex-spouses. She was upset that she had worked at
Adobe to put Steve through Dental school and as soon as
his practice was thriving, he runs of with his 25 year
old dental assistant. She thanked me for the lawyer as
she got pretty much everything except his practice,
which she gets about 1/2 of his profits in alimony and
another 1/4 in child support. And he is finding out the
grass is not always greener on the other side in fact
his new girlfriend resents the fact that he's out of
touch with today's world, he's too old.
I talked about Nancy before she died she was just
bones wrapped in skin and how hard it was to see her
like that. She had put up with me and my habits for
years, she deserved a medal not what she got. The rest
of the day was just gloomy inside and out.
At night I put my diapers on getting ready for bed.
I am a kind of old fashioned guy, I wear a nigh shirt
to bed that goes down to my knees.
I crawled into bed and started to hear the pitter
patter of rain on the roof as the storm finally had
About 0200 hours I woke up to a crash of Thunder that
was close and rattled the house and windows.
There was a flash of lightning and I was counting 1,
1000 2, 1000, and crash the thunder came about 1/2 mile
I hoped the cattle we had would be OK. A couple of
years earlier I got stuck in the barn and was watching a
storm and saw a cow get hit by lightning, it was tossed
about 5 to 10 feet in the air came down twitched for a
few second and was still, I knew it was dead. When we
checked it; the meat was cooked where it was hit, still
a bit rare for my likes, I like my meat has to be well
done if it bleeds its not for me, but it was cooked
medium rare swear to god.
A few seconds later there was another bright flash of
lightning, I got out wo before the loudest peal of
Thunder I had ever heard rang out.
Amanda came running into my room and jumped onto my
bed and arms shaking like a leaf. She asked me to just
hold her until the storm passed.
She said she hates loud noises.
As I was holding her when I remembered that I was
diapered under the blanket and was praying that she
wouldn't find out even though I'm comfortable now that I
wet the bed I still don't want the world to know,
especially this beautiful woman.
The storm was passing and the electrical storm was
moving on to, but it was still raining very heavy.
My dad used to say like a cow pissing on a flat rock!
Amanda had a tee shirt on and as I was slowly rubbing
her back to help her feel better I hit something
underneath that wasn't her panties, it was a disposable
Amanda, I casually asked her why are you wearing a
She looked at me was beet red and said very timidly
"I still wet my bed" before beginning to cry .
She said that she would understand if I didn't want
to be friends anymore that she would pack and leave in
the morning if I wanted her to, she just asked and
pleaded for me not to tell anyone as the emberrasment
would be terrible for her and asked if I could still
hold her as she has two reasons now and is still scared?
I told her to hang on it isn't the end of the world,
she wasn't the only person in the world that still wets
their bed, besides I think they kind of look sexy on
When I said that her sobs began to subside and her
million watt smile was beginning to return, you do she
I told her You could make a burlap bag look sexy.
She was feeling better about my discovery.
She said she had been a nightly bed wetter until age
17 1/2 years old then she stopped and soon after began
dating Steve and they were married when she was 19 and
soon after got pregnant with child #1 soon after she had
gotten pregnant with child #2 when she started having
occasional bed wetting accidents again.
After child # 3 it had returned and was pretty much
nightly again by child #4 it was affecting my daytime
control as well.
I asked her remember when we we in the academy and a
used disposable adult diaper was found in the girls dorm
bathroom, was that yours?
She nodded in the affirmative, wasn't one of my
better moments I had totally forgotten it she said with
a small smile.
She asked me why do you ask?
I informed her that I had gotten blamed for it as I
pulled down the covers, lifted my night shirt up and
exposed my own diapers to her.
A big grin came across her face, she said I have
never met an active fellow bed wetter that I knew of in
I told her you knew one all along and so did I, we
just didn't speak of this part of our lives because of
the taboo of bed wetting.
She said that Steve had a problem with my bed wetting
that's really the reason he left he couldn't handle it
I told her about Nancy not wanting to have sex with
me after I started wetting the bed and wearing diapers
She said you poor man, then it dawned on her
"started" weren't you always a bed wetter?" I told her
about my accident in the rodeo and what happened. She
said why haven't we heard about this before? I said do
you really think that I could have gotten hired by a
state agency if i had told them of my problems with bad
shoulders, knees, and let alone all the force that we
used saving the kids butts when they wanted to hurt
themselves or others.
Taking a risk to re-injure myself during those times?
She smiled and said I'm um soaking wet and so are
you, we both could use a change couldn't we?
Where are your supplies?
I showed her my drawer where all my supplies were
She said I'll be right back and she went to her room
and came back with her own plastic pants and cloth
I usually wear these at home but with being on the
road disposables are easier to deal with at most times.
She had me stand up and lifted up my night shirt,
pulled down my plastic pants she then removed my cloth
diaper and took it to my bathroom where she put it in my
hamper until morning.
She placed another diaper on me and sprinkled baby
powder inside and put my plastic pants back on.
I let my night shirt fall back down.
She laid down on the bed and took her tee shirt off
and there she was just in a diaper and a soaking wet one
to boot all I could think of was "Dear Penthouse"!
I removed her disposable and wrapped it up like the
pro I was from several years of dealing with disposables
I then placed her cloth diaper under her and
sprinkled baby powder to her private area.
She then took my hand and told me she likes hers
rubbed in, I was more than obliging.
I heard a moan escape her lips as I was rubbing it
into her clitoris & labia area.
I then pinned her diaper on which was something that
I normally don't do because I wear pull up cloth diapers
I'm no expert when it comes to folding and pinning a
diaper on myself.
Could never get them tight enough would wake up with
them down around my knees.
I Put her plastic pants on and crawled back into bed,
just before getting into bed I pulled my night shirt off
and let it drop to the floor saying, I won't need this!
Both of us were only wearing diapers.
We decided that we were both to secured in our
diapers to do anything about it so we fell asleep in
This was a fantasy come true for the both of us as
she revealed to me later that she had the fantasy of us
both in bed diapered together, and I informed her that I
had, had that same fantasy.
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