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She had warned me a few times. We knew going into this relationship that she would be the dominant force, but I didn't quite know how much. A few times when her friends were over I would make a joke at her expense. She'd tell me afterward that she did not like that dynamic and would take steps to change it if necessary. Well, last Saturday I guess I took it too far, because she silently left the room and returned with a diaper and baby powder. She asked if I would come with her nicely or if she needed to strip and spank me right there on the floor in front of her friends. When I tried to meekly argue, she took that as resistance and promptly embarrassed me on the living room floor. Now whenever her friends come over I have to wear diapers. One of her friends is really into it and keeps asking to change and babysit me.

I’m tired of you having accidents in my bed every night, so I’ve come up with a solution…

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I have no idea how it got this far. Mary was…persuasive. It all started normal enough. A few dates, great chemistry, better connection. She was the first girl I was truly not afraid to bring up my incontinence with.

And I was right. It didn’t even phase her, not even for a second. Looking back, I probably should have noticed her smile. But when you’re so used to negative reactions, anything positive was enough for me.

We were both young professionals. Loving life and having a blast. But sometime between then and now, I went from professional to toddler.

She seemed to know the state of my diaper better than me. It was almost psychic. Whenever she waltzed up to me, smiling sweetly, humming some beautiful tune, and checked my diaper, it was always ready for a change.

I probably should have noticed that she was not only comfortable around diapers, but arguably better than me at putting my own diaper on. But I only noticed how happy she was to do it, how comfortable she made me, and how safe she made me feel.

I didn’t mind when she replaced my regular all white Megamaxes for the colorful, printed diapers. They were comfortable and made her squeal in delight whenever she saw me in them.

I didn’t mind the sweet ways she spoke to me. I didn’t mind when she got me cute pajamas, then colorful onesies, because they were super comfortable. I thought the earlier and earlier bedtime was a positive, since I was doing better at work.

When I was with her I wasn’t “incontinent” because, as she said, “babies aren’t incontinent, honey, they just go in their diaper. It’s as natural as the sun rising.” I wasn’t ashamed of my diapers anymore. A full diaper meant more time with her.

It went on like this for a while. It was never one huge change. But what’s there to care about anymore when I have Mommy—I mean, Mary—to help me.

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I like my men all incompetent 🍼🤤

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That’s it, baby open up for me. I just want to hear those soft little sucks on your paci, nothing else 🩵

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I had been pretty insistent the last few days that I didn't need diapers anymore for my naps. She was just getting too into it. Like, it was great at first bc I really was wetting when I would sleep during the day, but now she was making me wear them to bed sometimes or on long car rides. So we made a deal, if I could stay dry through 4 consecutive naps then no more diapers, but if not then I couldn't complain anymore when she wanted me to wear one. I got 3 done no problem, but I think I slept too long on the fourth nap. When she came in to check me I was soaked. It was so embarrassing, but she was pumped. She snapped this picture then immediately when shopping online for god knows what.

She thinks it’s cute I still need diapers 😳

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She made me a deal. We both put on diapers, and whoever wet it first lost. If I won I would finally be out of diapers after 2 weeks of 24/7. If she won, well, it would be 24/7 permanently. This was obviously a big deal for me, I really tried my hardest. She took this picture a couple minutes after I had my accident.

Who do you think is more wet? 🤭💦

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All because I missed a couple of rent payments. Well, I guess this is better than being homeless?

I have decided your punishment.

You will stay in my house for a month in diapers like the big baby you are until you learn your lesson

You will be given nightly hairbrush spankings and early bedtimes.

You are to keep your diapers on the entire time you are here and you will use them as intended for ALL purposes

I or one of my friends,if I choose, will be in charge of checking and changing your diapers

You are to have a pacifier or baby bottle nipple In your mouth at almost all times and you are not to speak to me at all unless directly requested

In fact if you ever request a diaper change instead of just crying or waiting patiently to be checked and changed you will get the harshest spanking of your life

I will track your diaper use on a potty chart

If you ever go more than one day without filling your diaper I will be pushing a suppository into your bottom before powdering you and taping up a diaper on you for the night

I will also call my friends that night and tell them to come for a visit in the morning to help change your inevitably poopy diaper. How did that sound?

Image credit Sophie LittleX

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We had been together for 3 years and she was at her wits end. I had been slipping in my professional life for a while, and she was out of ways to deal with it. We decided to hire a therapist and go to counseling. Well, not surprisingly, the therapist sided completely with my girlfriend. Somehow, as a group we decided that I should be spanked regularly to help keep me in line. As she was showing my gf how to do it, she casually mentioned that if this doesn't work there is always diapers!

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"This is your boyfriend right? He's soaked and I think he's leaking. I saw him squatting in the corner of the playground too so he may be messy as well."

I couldn't take my eyes off the ground. This was the most embarrassing moment of my life. My girlfriend just smiled and thanked the lady.

"Oh my you're right, he must have just gone, he was dry a second ago!"

"I know how these big babies are. If you need a better place to change him than this public bathroom, I have a large SUV in the parking lot. You could lay him down on the backseat. It's not completely private but better than that large countertop by the sinks."

"Hmmm well he is really wet. I don't feel any mess though. Are you sure you don't mind?"

"Not at all. I used to have a big baby just like that a long time ago."

"Oh cool. Well then ya, I think your car is the best bet, lets go."

As we walked to the car, the two of them talked like I wasn't even there. They chatted like that throughout my backseat diaper change as well. Someone that was more embarrassing than if they were paying attention to me. What's worse is they were making plans for this lady to baby sit me while my gf went on vacation next week.

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Etwa alle 20 bis 30 Minuten wird meine Windel kontrolliert.

Dabei ist Mommy nicht gerade zimperlich, ich habe egal wann und wo, auf der Stelle stehen zu bleiben und meine Windel vorzuzeigen.

Das ist oft echt peinlich!

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"Ya totally, the employee's ladies room has a really long countertop that would be perfect! I know all the gals working today, no one would mind."

"Oh and tomorrow, my cousin is visiting from out of town. She's my age and absolutely loves babies, can she come too?"

“That would be great if you could come by to babysit him tomorrow. I’ve had my hands full since I put him back in diapers. You wouldn’t believe how fast we go through them.”

“Do you actually have somewhere I can change him here? I think he’s way overdue for a clean diaper and that would be easier than changing him in the car.”

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