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"It's Just Another Diaper"
remember sitting there, patiently, trying not to make
eye contact with Marie as we both awaited Sharon's
return. I know that a couple of times Marie
started to say something but then stopped, as if trying
to make a weak stab at teasing me. It seemed like
forever, but Sharon eventually did come back in to the
living room from the nursery, and I couldn't make it out
right away, but she was carrying a bundle of something
in her arms and as she sat next to me on the sofa, she
smiled and said, "Alrighty now, where should I start?"
looked confused, but definitely excited, almost like a
kid on Christmas morning waiting to see what her
presents were, I on the other hand, tried to remain calm
and keep my composure, not knowing exactly which
direction Sharon was headed and what she had in mind, I
was about to find that out, not only in the story she
was about to relay to Marie, but also in the actions she
was about to partake in.
just to update you on what you're about to see and hear,
I need to go back a couple of years to just before Rob
and I were married. (Marie smiled and nodded her
head as if she was letting Sharon know that she was not
only ready to hear the story, but also eager to get
involved in anything that Sharon was going to involve
her in) Just before we got married, Rob explained
to me about a passion he had for wanting me to baby him,
he called it an obsession or a fantasy, but I just
figured it was a passion, since when ever we talked
about baby things, like breast feeding, clothing, basic
care, and yes, diapers, he always seemed to get excited.
I really didn't give it a lot of thought, at least until
after we had Emma, that's when I noticed Rob's interest
in the way I cared for her on a daily basis.
just sat there, stunned, not believing that Sharon would
share this secret we had together with another person,
especially a person so close to both our hearts, a
person that was involved in our every day life, and I
wondered just how far Sharon was planning on going with
this, and as I sat there, and listened, I realized, she
was planning on telling absolutely everything we had
talked about that night so may years ago, but that
wasn't even the tip of the iceberg, before Sharon would
finish this night off, my life as I knew it would be
wait, not wanting to interrupt you, but are you saying
Rob not only wanted you to baby him mentally, but he was
also interested in you babying him, physically?
Sharon: Ha ha
ha, hang on to your panties Marie, it gets much more
better, doesn't it Rob? You see Marie, as usual, when
he first told me of his passion I figured he was just
spinning another one of his fabricated stories, but I
would soon discover, quite by accident, that just
perhaps, my sweet, dear hubbie, wasn't telling
stories. I started finding little things that I just
wrote off to absent mindedness at first, but the more it
happened, the more I started thinking, then it donned on
me, and I flashed back to our conversation about Rob
wanting to be babied.
Marie: What do
you mean, little things, what little things did you find
that would make you think back to that (ahem), cute
little conversation you and Rob had?
ok, we can call it that, now, but back then, I didn't
think it was cute at all. I mean, I was finding
diaper pins, that I rarely used, out of place in the
nursery, baby powder, lotion, and yes, even the Desitin,
found in different places then where I had left it, and
I seemed to be running out of these things faster then
one would run out of if she was using them normally?
But the big kicker was when I started finding more and
more diapers in the diaper pail, along with more dirty
receiving blankets and baby blankets then I remember
using, you see Marie, what Rob didn't know, I quit using
the receiving blankets shortly after I stopped swaddling
her, from then on I mainly used the larger baby
blankets, but still, I kept finding more and more dirty
receiving blankets, and I'm not just talking about dirty
from normal usage, these actually smelled like urine and
occasionally, I could see and smell where they had come
in to contact with feces, and I knew, if I'm not using
these for Emma, how could they possibly be getting in
I remembered back and knew immediately, when
I thought I had been getting away with sneaking the baby
blankets out to pin on as diaper covers all those times,
she was getting more and more suspicious every time she
found the dirty blankets, what I didn't know was just
how far she was willing to go to find out exactly what
Marie: Ok, ok,
I'm totally lost girl. So you're saying you think
that Rob was some how using all of the baby supplies,
what exactly does that have to do with you
finding additional dirty diapers in the diaper pail and
especially, what would that have to do with the
receiving blankets being found dirty and smelly?
getting to that Marie, and after I explain what it is
that I thought it was, you can give me your opinion.
I not only started counting the amount of diapers I
stuck in the diaper pail, but also kept track of certain
receiving and baby blankets, it seemed like it was
always the same ones being found dirty.
After about a month of doing this, I was absolutely
positive it wasn't just my imagination anymore, the
amount of diapers in the diaper pail, all totaled, came
to about 20 more a month than I had used on Emma, and
most of these were not just wet, they were also poopy.
The certain blankets had been washed, by me, at least
once a week, sometimes a couple times a week, and during
this experiment, I never used one of those particular
blankets, not a single time?
however give Rob the benefit of the doubt and asked him
if he had used the blankets or if he had changed Emma,
on numerous occasions, and each time he said that he had
and I questioned him if she was poopy, and
coincidentally, each time he said he changed her, she
Marie: Ok, that
all sounds good, but all you're telling me is that Rob's
a good father and helps you with Emma, I'm not sure
where you're going with this?
Sharon: Oh, for
sure, I'm not saying Rob's not a good father, he's
absolutely amazing, but Marie, I want you to think back
and answer me this question, since you've been here,
helping with Emma and Hunter, how many times have you
seen Rob change a diaper, let alone a messy diaper?
Marie: Umm, let
me think............, hmm, ok, I don't think I've ever
seen him change a diaper, he usually just hands one of
the baby's off to you or me when they need changed, so
what are you saying?
I'm saying is simple, I suspected Rob of using the
receiving and baby blankets as diapers big enough to fit
him and using the baby diapers as some sort of liners,
but there was no way I could accuse him of it or even
question him about it unless I had some type of proof,
so while I was pregnant with Hunter, I devised a scheme
and a plan to either disprove my theory or catch him in
the act, but first things first, Rob Honey, this
conversation started out with you stating if I could
find a diaper big enough to fit you that you would wear
it, well guess what Big Boy, look see what Mommy found?
when Sharon held up a couple familiar receiving blankets
and four of the babies pre-fold cloth diapers, she also
had four, extremely familiar, blue, ducky diaper pins,
and as she showed them to me, I started blushing from
embarrassment, not even wanting to look in Marie's
direction, but then, I didn't have to as Sharon spread
the blankets out on the sofa, lined them with the
pre-fold diapers, then looked at Marie and said, "OOPS,
Mommy forgot the powder, Marie, would you be a dear and
get his shorts off so we can get him properly diapered
before I continue our little story, I need to run and
grab the baby powder?"
Marie: OH MY
GOD Sharon, are you serious, are you really going to put
a diaper on your husband, right here, in front of me, OH
MY GOD....OH MY GOD!!!!!!
Sharon: Well of
course I am, I'm just making him honor his word and you
did say you wanted to see him toddling around with a
little bubble butt, didn't you, and besides, judging
from that wet spot on the front of his pants, I think
he's long over due for a change and some dry
when both Marie and I looked down at my pants and as I
turned redder from humiliation now, Marie gasped, then
giggled and said, "Oh wow Sharon, I guess you're right,
he does need dry pants, run along and grab the powder,
I'd be happy to get him ready for you."
Then in a
flash, Marie was kneeling down in front of me as I sat
on the sofa, as she reached for my shorts and unsnapped
the snap at the waist, she smiled as she started
unzipping my shorts and in a sing-song voice as if she
was talking to one of the babies, she said, "C'mon
little one, let Auntie Marie get you all ready for your
mommy so she can get you in a fresh, dry didy".
" It's Just Another
Everything was happening so fast, I was
literally paralyzed, with fear and embarrassment as
Marie pulled my khaki shorts down to my ankles, leaving
me sitting there in just my tighty-whiteys, with the
obvious wet spot on the front. What I didn't know
was that while Marie was slowly, methodically, inching
my Khaki shorts all the way off, Sharon was in the
nursery changing Emma out of a messy diaper, with her
system, she wouldn't have another one until sometime
after breakfast now, she was fairly regular when it came
to pooping, not unlike any other toddler I would
imagine, I just didn't imagine how much this would
eventually came back in, carrying the baby powder, and
when she saw me sitting there in my underwear, trying to
cover the wet spot, she just laughed and said, "AWWW, is
somebody ready for his Mommy to get him ready for
beddie-bye, you are going to be just the most precious
little one ever". Sharon then spread the baby
blankets out on the sofa, right next to me, and as she
looked at me and smiled, then carefully lined the
blankets with the pre-fold cloth diapers, making sure
each one was situated in the makeshift diaper for
maximum absorbency and padding.
then motioned for me to stand so she could take my
underwear off, but when I hesitated, Sharon looked at me
in a very serious way and said, "Rob, there is only
going to be two ways this can be done, easy or hard.
The easy way will all be kicks and grins, Marie and I
will have fun teasing you for being such a big baby and
playing with you for the rest of the evening. If
you're lucky, knowing your fantasy is for me to treat
you like a baby, you'll have two of us treating you like
a baby, and in the future we can do this now and then
whenever I decide to treat you like a baby, it'll be
your fantasy and dream come true."
sat there, not wanting to stand up, mainly out of
embarrassment, even though deep down inside my heart was
racing a mile a minute, knowing that my lifelong fantasy
was just minutes away and within my reach, but that last
thread of being an adult was still clinging to me and I
wasn't all that sure I was ready to turn over complete
trust to Sharon and Marie, at least not as it pertained
to this situation. Unbeknown to me, my hesitation
and passive resistance irritated Sharon and brought out
a side of her I had never witnessed before.
(Sitting down on the sofa, between the makeshift diaper
and myself) Rob, apparently you don't understand the
gravity of the situation we currently find ourselves in,
I know it was said jokingly, but you did say you would
wear a diaper if we could find one that fit you, well
Rob, I found one, and yes, even though it's not actually
a designed diaper, it was apparently good enough for
when you wanted to play baby by yourself, so the way I
see it, that makes it an authentic diaper, and Rob, YOU
ARE GOING TO WEAR IT!!!!!!!!
at Marie who seemed to be hooked on every single word
Sharon was saying, and when she looked back at me, she
got the craziest smirk on her face, if I had to describe
it, I would say it was a cross between a Maternal and a
Dominatrix expression, one of those like, Oh you're
gonna look so cute and Oh Yea, YOU ARE GOING TO BE
WEARING A DIAPER, both wrapped in to one. Sharon
startled me when she placed her hand on my now
bare thigh, gripping it firmly.
you are resisting and refusing to let me get this little
scenario started, this is how it's going to work.
I told you the easy way, now listen to the hard way, You
can stand, put your stained shorts back on, pack a small
overnight bag, then go and get yourself a motel room.
The rest of your belongings and clothes will be packed
and ready for you to pick up tomorrow, I love you Rob,
but our marriage has always been based on trust and
honesty and I can't have you sneaking around behind my
back wearing diapers whenever you feel the need or
desire, and since I can see that not only are you
sneaky, but you're not even capable of keeping your
word, even if it is just a little joke, either way, I
can't and won't live like this and I don't think Marie
should have to either. How fair would it be if you
were toddling around, or even sleeping in a diaper and
Marie came home and caught you, not only would you be
embarrassed, as well as you should be, but so would
Marie and that's not fair to her.
there, stunned, not believing what I was hearing.
I always knew that this fantasy of mine was something I
didn't want to get caught doing, but I for the life of
me, never thought for a second that it would cause
Sharon and I to break up, even though I had previously
told her about it before we got married, I guess just
the actuality of wearing a diaper in front of her had
never occurred to me? I must have looked like a
whipped puppy because I felt Sharon squeeze my thigh and
when I looked at her, she smiled and said.........
honey, there is a way out of this nasty little situation
you seem to have gotten yourself in to. Like I
told you, I do love you and the last thing I want to see
is you walking out that door, so I've come up with an
alternative proposition for you. If you agree to
go ahead and keep your word and let Marie and I put you
in a diaper, not only will you finally get to experience
your life long fantasy tonight, but I promise you, there
will be lots more pleasurable weekends with you living
your fantasy in the future, plus just maybe, a couple
little surprises tossed in now and then just to keep it
Rob: I would
give anything not to have to leave, I love you so much
and I would just die if I couldn't be with you and the
babies, and Marie of course. So you're saying that
if I agree to that silly promise I made earlier that you
won't be upset with me anymore and that you really do
want to actually put me in a diaper and give me my
fantasy, even in front of your best friend, and it
wouldn't embarrass you?
(laughingly) Rob, I seriously don't think I'm the
one that's going to be getting embarrassed, that is
going to be all you, but yes Rob, if you agree to my
terms, no questions asked, and let us get you in a
diaper and treat you like a baby tonight, then almost
all will be forgiven.
Rob: What do
you mean, almost all?
explain that to you, but only after we get your diaper
on, so Rob, what do you say, are you packing your bags
or submitting to the diaper?
To Be Cont.
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