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How Roo became a bedwetter
(A comprehensive guide)
I've wet the bed 11 times in the past two weeks. That's more than a 78% success rate. Holy fuck. Before untraining with my daddy, I'd not wet the bed since early childhood, so this is a big change. We've been doing this nighttime routine every night since January. Now, in mid-April, I'm consistently wetting the bed.
This is starting to sound like an ad. It's not an ad.
When my daddy and I got together, we both thought it would be hot to untrain my bladder until I became a bedwetter at night. To us, that means unconsciously wetting myself fully while I stay asleep, and waking up in the morning surprised to find my diaper much soggier than when I went to bed.
I haven't wet the bed unconsciously outside of diapers. Something about the safety my body feels while padded changes my bladder's ability to hold. We may work on training bedwetting outside of diapers in the future, though.
My daddy has more experience than I in all things diapers, bedwetting, and bladder control. Therefore, he had some tricks in his back pocket as we got started. My daddy was very patient throughout this whole process, and as a result, I've progressed (regressed?) much more quickly than if we'd rushed it.
Waking up and wetting
My first goal in the process was to wake up in the middle of the night and wet my diaper. As someone who was new to wearing diapers, it was a process to even let go while laying down! First, my daddy added water to my bedtime routine. In addition to brushing my teeth and putting on a diaper before bed, he had me drink a whole bottle of water right before I went to sleep. He instructed me to stay fully relaxed down there (as much as I could) so I got used to going whenever I felt the urge.
At first when we did this, it went two ways: I woke up in the morning really having to pee sometimes. Or I woke up in the middle of the night and had to focus and relax my bladder for minutes before I could let go into my diaper. That was a frustrating stage, and I woke up pretty tired after all of the tossing and turning in the middle of the night.
One of the challenges we faced in this stage was leaks. I was still in pull-ups at night at the beginning of this process. Since I was so new to it, my daddy wanted me to work slowly up to thicker padding. Wearing pull-ups to bed led to puddles on my sheets and made me trust my bladder less after too many frustrating middle of the night changes. I have a feeling he also wanted me to leak enough that I was excited to move to diapers for their added protection. If you wanted the process to go faster, I'd recommend starting in diapers. If you want your little to feel reliant on diapers, though, set them up for some failures (followed up with ample praise and affection, not punishment).
The fuzziness
Next in my experience, I woke up some nights with the fuzziest memory of waking up and wetting my diaper. Sometimes I couldn't quite remember at all! That's not bedwetting yet, but it's close. How'd I get there?
My daddy told me not to focus on wetting anymore. What?! Why?? He told me to keep my bladder relaxed, but now that I was comfortable wetting whenever I needed to, I should start going peepee and immediately let my mind drift to other things. That trained my bladder and brain to associate diapers with not needing to monitor when I go potty. That means now, when I go, it doesn't blip on my radar much. Sometimes I can't remember the last time I wet, even when my diaper is soaked. It also means since I'm staying relaxed, I go in little spurts very frequently. That makes my bladder a little weaker and also makes my diapers last longer since I'm not flooding them.
In terms of nighttime wetting, that meant whenever I woke up to wet, I'd start to go but let myself drift back off while my bladder was relaxed and emptying. I didn't even worry if my flow stopped — I trusted that I was relaxed enough that my bladder would keep emptying when it needed to. I started to barely wake up in the middle of the night. I'd feel an urge, twist a little bit and relax, let out a little moan, and drift right back into sleep, all without opening my eyes.
Every time I could just barely remember waking up and wetting, my daddy got so proud of me. He teased me for being his good little bedwetting girl, and told me how excited he was to change all of my diapers in the mornings once I start wetting the bed every night. Praise goes a long way in making your little excited to wet the bed for you.
Wetting the bed
The first time I wet the bed, I thought it was a fluke. I had dribbled in my diaper as I fell asleep, and I remember it felt warm and nice as I drifted off. I slept deeply that night, and when I woke up, my butt felt super puffy and firm. I turned over and it felt heavier than when I'd fallen asleep, and it was warm; I could tell my diaper was fuller and soggier than when I fell asleep. When I got up and looked in the mirror, I knew I'd wet the bed. The back of my diaper was all puffy, like a pillow, and there was a large, round wet spot covering the butt. The front of my diaper was still fairly dry, while the back was soaked. That's the mark of a bedwetter, right there.
Once it happened for the first time, it didn't mean I was fully untrained. I kept up the routine consistently, and started having fewer and fewer nights where I'd woken up and wet. More nights where I barely remembered or had wet the bed entirely.
I took a break for a week to go on a family vacation, and I didn't wet the bed. I wore pull-ups every night out of fear (and comfort), but I'd need to train longer to wet those. I was happy to be dry in what would've been an awkward situation, and I found the week off didn't impede my progress at all. The week I got back, I wet the bed three times! The next week I wet even more. It's all about consistency, praise, and knowing you're making progress.
What's next
Now, I've found a system that works well for me. I stay hydrated during the day so my body doesn't just process the water I drink before bed because it desperately needs it (please make healthy hydration choices. Don't overhydrate, that's not what I'm saying).
I drink my whole bottle after I've turned off my light, put my phone or book down, and gotten under the covers. It's literally my last step before closing my eyes for the night. I also wear thick nighttime diapers so I never have to worry about leaking.
Next on the training docket for me and my daddy is practicing wetting the bed with less padding. He'd love to put me to bed without diapers for a night and wake up to find a warm, wet puddle spreading across the sheets under me while I'm still peacefully asleep. With how quickly this has progressed, I wouldn't be surprised if I've had a genuine sheets-wetting, diaper-free bedwetting accident by the end of the summer.
Thanks @argent-dl for the question that inspired this post! Hope it's helpful.
If anyone follows these steps, let me know how it goes, or if any advice is helpful! 😊😊😊
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Mommy will make you hold a vibe between your legs while you nurse and she rocks you like a baby. You'll feel the vibe start to drive you over the edge and you'll gasp and try to pull away from Mommy's nipple. But she will press her breast into your face, securing her nipple in your mouth and preventing you from pulling away again. Mommy will shush and rock you as the build up from the wand makes you burst with cum. As you continue to suckle. Mommy will hold you in her arms, cooing softly about how you're such a good baby, cumming for Mommy.
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This is the best I can do to hide my diaper on such a hot summer’s day 😍
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Always shy about car rides with Daddy... Binky and diaper on display
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Things got a little wild during the live show last night but it was such a fun time! I blame the wine 🤣🍷
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Welp tonight got pretty filthy 🥵 After I disobeyed Daddy earlier this morning he told me I'd be spending an extended amount of time in a diaper with a booster when I got home tonight. As you can tell, he wasn't joking around. But that's just the beginning...
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Until today, I had been ordering Hannah's diapers online. However, since Little Miss only wears them when she has wet her bed or when she is being punished, they're not delivered regularly. This morning, when I reached into her drawer to pull out a thick diaper for her as part of her current two-week punishment, I realized that it was our last one!
Fortunately, it was a nice day and we weren't too busy, so it was the perfect day to run to the store. Part of Hannah's punishment is that I pick out her daily outfits, except when she works in person. When we're working from home, she usually just gets a shirt and her diaper. But when we go out at night and on weekends, her outfits can vary. I like to remind her that it's an incentive to behave during her punishments. The fussier she is, the less she's going to like her outfit.
This morning, I dressed her in a cute white shirt with flowers that I like a lot when we're at home because it's short enough that it doesn't go past her belly button, leaving her diaper completely visible to me. For our errand, I grabbed her denim shortalls.
Hannah wasn't surprised when I walked into the living room holding clothes since it was normal for us to go out on a Sunday. However, she'd never worn these shortalls with her thickest diapers, and as she stepped into them and I pulled them up her legs, we realized we were going to have to unbutton the sides to get it past her thick bum. When I clicked her shoulder place into place, she immediately frowned. Sure, it was definitely more revealing than what she usually wears, but practically, no stranger was going to notice. But as soon as Hannah looked in the mirror, she began whining and asking me to change her into something else.
"Please, everybody is going to notice!" she begged. But I knew better than to give into her and ignored her as I got the rest of our things together.
We got in the car and took off. Hannah still didn't know where we were going, but that wasn't abnormal. I had made it clear to her that girls who still wear diapers don't get to ask a lot of questions. They just go where they're brought and do as they're told. We reached the grocery store and I leaned over to her, "We ran out of your diapers this morning, so we have to go shopping for some more!"
Miss Crinkle Pants was NOT thrilled. She started squirming and looked over at me. I tried to reassure her. "Sweetie, nobody is going to know that the diapers are for you! We could easily be buying them for someone else."
She still didn't look convinced. "But they're going to look at me closer, and then it will be obvious," she said. I almost felt bad for her, her cheeks were already blushing. I couldn't help but feel a bit turned on by her utter humiliation.
We walked into the store and I made sure to remind her of our purpose. "Where do you think they keep diapers for baby girls who wet the bed?" I asked her, not making any effort to lower my voice. She looked around, horrified. We walked towards the pharmacy section and found the adult diaper aisle. She couldn't stop squirming, pulling up the denim so the top of her diaper wasn't visible, only for it to fall back down again the second her fingers left her waistband.
"Sweetie, what diapers do you think are best for a little girl who can't behave?" I asked her again. A couple on the end of the aisle walked by us. The man was looking ahead, but the woman suddenly looked at Hannah and then to her crotch before whispering something inaudible to her husband as they passed.
Hannah was bright red at this point, standing in front of the options. I smirked at the top of her diaper poking out over her waist. Going forward, I think we're going to restock in person all the time. If she is going to misbehave and earn herself time in diapers, she can deal with the humiliation of having to shop for them too.
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How’s about another fun pic taken at a kinky boating trip?💖 📸: @smokincamel
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New rules
The following basic rules will be in effect immediately: - Every week will start with having to wear a diaper for a minimum of 24 hours, in total, sometime that week. - A what time (or times) you will wear this diaper, is of your own chosing. - It does not have to be consecutive hours, you can divide it up over multiple days. - I am, however, the only one that can touch your diaper, or change you. So chose your times wisely. - A new week starts every monday morning, 7 am. - When the amount of diaper hours is equal to the time left untill the start of the new week, you will be forced to wear diapers non stop untill the new week starts. - When bedtime arrives sunday evening, and there are still *any* diaper wearing hours left, you will have to wear a diaper the entire sunday night, untill the new week starts. It is possible to reduce your diaper wearing hours in the following ways: - Wet diaper hours count as double hours. - A blowjob, including swallowing, will subtract 1 hour. - Recieving a voluntary spanking will subtract 1 hour. - Recieving a voluntary caning will subtract 2 hours. - A messy diaper will subtract 1 hour. - Recieving a voluntary enema, and then going for a walk, will subtract 2 hours. - Being messy in public, counts as triple hours. But, in addition to that: - Failure in doing or properly finishing any household chores, will result in a minimum addition of 8 extra hours to the mandatory diaper wearing hours of that week. - Every bad of naughty action, will result in a minimum addition of 8 extra hours to the mandatory diaper wearing hours of that week. - Talking back to me, will result in a minimum addition of 8 extra hours to the mandatory diaper wearing hours of that week. - Asking for a change, will result in a minimum addition of 8 extra hours to the mandatory diaper wearing hours of that week. - Surplus hours that cannot be spent in the current week, will be added to the hour count of the following week. - Every addition of extra hours, will be followed by an additional punishment of my chosing. Without any reduction of hours. Good luck naughty girl.
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A Sunday in dips… first two pictures are from Sunday morning, cookies overnight dip finally leaked around lunchtime.
After going to the pool, cookie was in shorts and a diaper. We went out in the backyard to check out our wildflowers. That diaper finally leaked while we were sitting around our fire pit!
Next it was in to a pink camo diaper, and that lasted until Monday morning. Cookie was pretty wet when I left for work, but said she didn’t want to be changed yet.
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I got to meet dreamsofdaddy yesterday and she’s such a sweet heart. Hanging out with her and badlilblubunny was fun ❤️❤️❤️
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Extra soggy! See all 826 diaper photos here
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