My Diapered Weekend *****

	The workday was finally over, and I was on my way home. Traffic did not seem to 
be moving anywhere and I was getting a bit frantic. I had to pee really bad, but there 
were no gas stations or other stops anywhere in sight.
After about ten minutes of going nowhere I released my bladder and wet my pants 
again. For two weeks it was almost every other day that I was wetting my pants during 
the day or the bed at night. When I got home, Cindy immediately saw that I had wet my 
pants again and asked, "What happened?" I said, "I just couldn't hold it anymore and 
there was nowhere to stop." She reminded me that this was more than an occasional 
accident and that she was concerned. I wished I was wearing diapers to prevent these 
"accidents," but I did not mention it because I did not want Cindy to get upset. 
Anyway, I took a quick shower, had dinner, connected to the Internet for a while, then 
went to bed early.
	That night we woke up about 3:00am to a very wet bed and I was shivering cold. We 
were both affected by my wetting the bed. I went to take a quick shower and Cindy 
changed the bed sheets. When I got out of the shower, Cindy again mentioned that she 
was concerned, and that, "We need to do something about your wetting accidents." I 
said, "I know" and figured that probably meant a trip to the doctor's office for an 
embarrassing conversation about incontinence. I wished she had mentioned wearing 
diapers for protection, but she did not. A few moments later as we were getting back to 
bed, she said, "I have to run some errands after work tomorrow, so I will probably be 
home late." I said, "OK" and we went back to sleep.
Friday was another busy day at work, but I was dry all day. Cindy was not home 
when I got there, so I decided to take a hot bath and relax for a while. I though about 
how nice it was going to be to do some miscellaneous chores and be around the house for 
the weekend. Just as I was finishing my relaxing tub I heard Cindy come home and say, 
"Hi!" She asked, "Did you have any accidents today?" and I said, "No, but almost, right 
before lunch." She said, "I went to the store, bought dinner and ran a few other 
errands. I got a few things and will get them ready." I figured she was talking about 
making dinner and I was wondering what she was going to fix. I dried off, wrapped the 
towel around my waist, combed my hair, swabbed my ears, and then went to the bedroom. 
Cindy was standing next to the bed with a bag of Depends overnight briefs, and there 
was some Johnson's + Johnson's baby powder and some Pampers baby wipes on the bed. I 
asked her, "What's all this?" and she said, "I think you should wear diapers if you are 
going to wet the bed and your pants." I replied, "Uh, well, I'm not sure.." and she 
interjected "Well I'm sure. It's the weekend and you can try it. Lay down and I will 
show you how." I started to smile and slowly lay down on the bed. She said, "Wearing a 
diaper will be better than wetting the bed," and she removed a white disposable diaper 
from the bag of Depends and unfolded it noisily. I thought to myself that this was 
exactly what I wanted to hear. She told me to take my towel off and lift my bottom, and 
then she slid the diaper under me and pulled it up between my legs. She grabbed the 
baby powder and sprinkled some on my crotch and in the seat of the diaper. I asked her, 
"Is this really necessary?" and she said, "Yes it is, these diapers will contain your 
accidents and the baby powder will help keep your skin dry, especially if you are 
wearing a wet diaper." The baby powder smelled really good, and I was trying to control 
myself from showing enjoyment at this point, but I began to get an erection. She 
unfolded the front of the diaper over my abdomen and fastened the lower tape on the 
left side, then adjusted the fit and fastened the lower tape on the right side. She 
then fastened the middle and top tapes on each side then she ran her finger under the 
front waistband to check the fit. She said, "OK, you're all protected," and she handed 
me my pajama bottoms. I sat up and heard the diaper crinkle as I pulled up my pajama 
pants. She said, "Now that was pretty easy, and it will help to save the bedding, and 
reduce the amount of laundry." I said, "I will give it a try", but I already knew that 
I liked this very much, especially since she had diapered me. I walked down the hallway 
and could hear the crinkling noise of the diaper under my pajamas. She followed me and 
asked, "How does it feel?" I said, "It feels OK, kind of like underwear, but it's 
noisy." We watched some T.V. for a while and then went to bed.
Saturday morning I got up and my diaper was wet. The diaper had only leaked a 
small spot on the bed sheets. I told Cindy, "My diapers wet" and she said, "Well, its 
OK, better to wet your diaper than the bed, lie down and I will change you." I told 
her, "I can do it," but she said, "I'll help you, now lay down so I can change you." I 
pulled off my pajama bottoms and lay down on the bed. She untapped each side of the 
diaper and rolled the front of the diaper into itself as I lifted my butt so she could 
pull the wet diaper out from under me. I said, "I feel funny having my diaper changed 
like I'm a baby," and Cindy said, "Hey, its no big deal, you're my baby." I was really 
enjoying this experience and then there was a cold sensation as Cindy began to use a 
baby wipe to clean my butt, crotch, legs, and abdomen. She used a couple of wipes to 
clean me up and then she reached into the bag to get another Depends diaper and I asked 
her, "Do you want me to wear a diaper during the day?" and she said, "Well you probably 
should, you wet the bed last night." In my current state of excitement I was not about 
to refuse and said, "OK." She then proceeded to unfold the Depends diaper and told me 
to lift my rear so she could slide the diaper under me. She pulled the diaper up 
between my legs then sprinkled some powder on my crotch, my growing erection and into 
the diaper and then fastened the bottom tapes and then the middle and top tapes of the 
diaper. She asked me, "Do you like me changing your diaper?" and I said, "Yes, it is 
very sensual, but I'm embarrassed." She said, "There is nothing to be embarrassed 
about, I have seen you naked before." She ran her finger under the front waistband to 
check the elastic, then the leg gathers. She indicated that she was done putting on my 
diaper and to get dressed so I could have breakfast and start my household chores. I 
knew I would kind of lounge around today during my chores so I wore sweatpants and a t-
shirt. I could hear the diaper crinkle under my sweatpants as I walked around and I 
liked it. I knew I liked wearing diapers, and it was great that Cindy changed my 
diaper.
After breakfast I set about my chores. About 10:30am I felt the urge to pee and 
figured since I was wearing a diaper I would just use it, and then I let my bladder 
release. The wet warmth trickled into the diaper. The diaper began to warm up and 
sagged between my legs. Just then, Cindy asked me if I needed to use the bathroom and I 
said, "No, I wet my diaper." She said, "Oh, I guess it was good your wearing a diaper 
then. let's get you changed so you don't get a rash." I said, "OK," and we went to the 
bedroom to change my diaper. Before I lay down, Cindy spread out a towel on the bed to 
prevent the moisture and powder from getting on the bedspread. I pulled down my pants 
and lay on the towel. She asked me, "Why didn't you use the bathroom?" and I responded, 
"Because I didn't make it, and I was wearing this diaper." She untapped my wet diaper, 
rolled the front inward and pulled it out from under my raised bottom. She said, "I 
guess I got you these diapers just in time." I said, "Yeah, I think the diapers were a 
good idea." She began to clean me with baby wipes and I began to get an erection. She 
took extra time to wipe my penis as she saw that I was enjoying it. She asked me, "Do 
you like wearing diapers and having me change you?" and I said, "It feels good,.I like 
it." She slid a Depends diaper under my butt then unfolded the front of the diaper 
between my legs. She sprinkled powder on my crotch and into the diaper and said, "Well, 
I like changing your diaper. It is cute." She taped the diaper closed over my erection 
and said, "Your good-to-go" and I hopped up and pulled my sweatpants up. I said, 
"Thanks" and then went to work on my chores again. I made sure I drank plenty of water 
during the rest of the afternoon.
About an hour later, Cindy asked me if I was wet, but I was dry. I was hoping she 
would check to see if my diaper was wet by putting her hand in back to check for 
wetness, but she did not. I was really enjoying the sensation of the diaper surrounding 
my crotch, and I could hear the diaper crinkle under my sweatpants when I walked 
around. I felt like a little kid again, and it was like I didn't have a care in the 
world. About 2:00pm that afternoon I wet my diaper again. It felt like I would never 
stop peeing after all the water I drank. My diaper became warm, and sagged between my 
legs. Cindy came to check on me a while later and said, "Boy, your pants sure seems 
saggy, did you wet your diaper?" I replied, "Yeah," and she gripped the back of my 
sweatpants and pulled them down a bit exposing more of the elastic waistband of my 
Depends diaper. She tugged on the diaper elastic and peeked in, then stuck her fingers 
down the back of my diaper to feel for any wetness and exclaimed, "Your diaper is 
soaked! Didn't you notice?" I said, "Yeah, I need a change," and she said, "You should 
tell me when you wet your diaper so you don't get a rash,. let's get you changed." We 
went to the bedroom and Cindy efficiently went about preparing to change me. I pulled 
my sweatpants down to my ankles, and lay on the towel. She un-taped my diaper and 
rolled it up, wiped me clean, slipped a fresh diaper under my raised butt, pulled it up 
between my legs, sprinkled powder, and taped it closed. She said, "You're all freshened 
up," and I stood up, said, "Thanks," and pulled my sweatpants up. The whole process 
only took about a minute and I wished it had taken much longer. I really enjoyed having 
my diaper changed.
After dinner I began to start the bathtub for myself when Cindy came into the 
room and asked if I needed any help. I said, "No," and she said, "OK," and then she 
felt the back of my diaper to check if I was wet or dry. She commented that my diaper 
was wet again and that she would change me when I was done with the tub. I pulled my 
diaper down and off like underwear, used the toilet for #2 and got into the tub.
As I enjoyed the warm relaxing tub I couldn't help but think about how nice it 
was to wear a diaper and have my diaper changed. It would be so nice to escape to 
childhood again and not have the stress and responsibility of an adult world. I thought 
about my job and how it would be nice to wear diapers all the time. When I was done 
with the tub, I dried off and went to the bedroom. Cindy was there folding laundry and 
she said, "Let's get you diapered up," and grabbed a Depends diaper and indicated for 
me to lie on the towel she had spread out so she could diaper me. She unfolded the 
diaper and slipped it under my raised butt, unfolded the front of the diaper up between 
my legs, then sprinkled powder on my crotch and into the diaper, and stuck all the 
tapes closed. I was about to get up when she said, "Wait a sec, I have your pajamas 
right here" and she grabbed my pajama bottoms from the folded laundry pile. She told me 
to raise my feet and she pulled my pajama pants over my feet, up my legs, and as I 
raised my bottom, over my disposable diaper. Then she said, "OK, here's a t-shirt and 
your all set, why don't you go watch some T.V. for awhile."
We stayed up and watched a movie that night then went to bed. I woke up in the 
middle of the night and had wet my diaper. My diaper had leaked and the bedding was 
soaked, wet, and cold. I was shivering and Cindy woke up and told me to go take a warm 
shower. I got up, went to the bathroom, pulled the diaper down like underwear and took 
a quick shower. When I got out and dried off she had already changed the sheets and 
grabbed another Depends diaper. She said, "Lie down and I will diaper you." She slipped 
a fresh diaper under my butt and as she was taping the diaper closed she said, "I'm 
sorry that your diaper leaked. I'm not sure the disposable diapers are going to work 
for night time if you wet so much. I will try to get some cloth diapers and supplies 
tomorrow so this doesn't happen again." I said, "OK, thanks for helping," and then we 
went back to sleep.
Sunday morning I woke up with a dry diaper as it was only a few hours earlier 
that we had been up to change the bedding. I stayed in the same diaper as we ate 
breakfast and we talked about the plan for the day; I would work on some more house 
chores and Cindy would go to workout and then run some errands. As she left, she pulled 
open the back of my diaper waistband and felt inside to check if I was wet or dry. I 
was still dry and she said she would be back in an hour or so. I puttered around doing 
chores for about an hour and then wet my diaper. I thought Cindy would be home soon and 
she would change me when she got back. About another half hour passed and she still was 
not home. Then another hour had passed and she was not home. By this time my sagging 
wet diaper was getting uncomfortable so I decided I would change it myself.
I lay down on the bed and began to un-tape the diaper. This was difficult and it 
seemed like everything was upside down. I finally got the tapes unstuck and the diaper 
off and began wiping with the baby wipes as I heard Cindy come in and was looking for 
me. It didn't take her long to find me on the bed wiping my diaper area and she asked, 
"You're changing your own diaper? How long have you been wet? Do you want some help?" I 
said, "Yes, I've been wet for awhile and it was leaking." She said, "Oh, poor baby wet 
your diaper, let me change you." She set her shopping bag down and helped me finish 
wiping my crotch and bottom. She said she had stopped at the medical supply and 
drugstore and purchased some adult cloth diapers, diaper pins, plastic pants and a few 
other things while she was out. She said, "It would probably be a good idea to see if 
they fit, do you want to try them now or at bedtime?" I said, "Now would be OK," and 
she opened her shopping bag and pulled out a large bag of cloth diapers that looked 
thick, white and fluffy. She said, "These should work to stop any leaks," and unfolded 
several onto the bed. She told me to move over onto them and I did. She then squeezed 
some lotion into her hand and spread lotion all over my abdomen, crotch, and bottom. 
She said, "This will help to protect your skin." It felt really good and I began to get 
an erection. She then sprinkled powder on my crotch and into the diaper. The fresh 
smell of the baby powder was almost intoxicating. Cindy grabbed several diaper pins, 
which had blue and yellow plastic heads on them, and pulled the thick cloth diapers up 
between my legs and used two diaper pins to secure the left side and two pins to secure 
the right side. It felt really great! She then opened a package of white adult 
incontinent pants that were basically oversized toddler plastic pants and pulled them 
over my feet, up my legs and as I raised my bottom she pulled them over my cloth 
diaper. She then tucked the extra cloth that was sticking out into the plastic pants. 
She commented that the diapers and plastic pants fit well and they would probably 
prevent any leaks. I noticed how much thicker they felt than the disposable diapers and 
I could hardly touch my legs together. She said, "Now that I know they fit right, I can 
buy you some more cloth diapers and plastic pants. They even had colored panties and 
some with cute prints on them." I gave her a smile and then she said, "We should 
probably get a diaper pail and a diaper genie for your wet diapers," and I said, 
"That's OK with me."
I thought that we were done and started to get up but she said, "Wait a minute, I 
have a few things here." so I waited on the bed feeling the thick cloth diaper and 
plastic pants. I could feel the diaper pins under the plastic pants, but mostly I could 
only feel very thick cloth diapers. She opened another package but I could not see what 
it was. She said to sit up to change my shirt and I pulled off my t-shirt. She slipped 
a new white t-shirt over my head and it seemed about the same except this shirt was 
extra long and had snaps at the crotch! I said, "Wait a minute, what's this?" and she 
said, "Oh, stop fussing! It's a onesie to cover the cloth diapers because you don't 
want anyone to see a thick diaper sticking out the top of your pants." That made sense 
to me so I raised my bottom as she pulled the onesie down and snapped it between my 
legs. I asked if that was it and she said, "WAIT, I'm not done." as she grabbed another 
item from her shopping bag. She went to the other room for a moment as I waited on the 
bed thinking how much I was enjoying this, and wondered what was next. Cindy came back 
into the room and pinned an oversized pacifier on a blue ribbon onto my onesie and 
placed the pacifier into my mouth and said, "Here take this." I briefly protested as 
she said, "Oh, poor baby. OK that's enough for now." She grabbed the shopping bag and 
left the room. I pulled my sweatpants up barely able to get them over the onesie and 
cloth diapers. I unpinned the pacifier ribbon and left it on the bed, and then went to 
work on my chores again.
About an hour later, I wet my cloth diaper and it soaked it up. I wet it several 
times and my diaper became very wet after a couple of hours or so, and it was time for 
a late lunch. I came into the kitchen and the first thing Cindy asked me was, "Is your 
diaper wet?" I said, "Yeah, the cloth diapers work good, but I need a change." She 
said, "OK, I will change you later, lunch is on the table." I looked over and saw a 
large bowl of something and a baby bottle! I said, "Now this has gone too far," and she 
replied, "Well you're the one wearing a wet diaper." I realized she was right and sat 
down at the table and saw the bowl contained strawberry yogurt with chopped bananas and 
the bottle was full with juice. She asked me, "Do you want me to feed you?" and I said, 
"No," but I was thinking that it might be fun to try. I sucked a few sips from the 
bottle and was getting some juice when she said, "I modified the nipple so that you 
will get more juice, and I think you might like it." I did like it, and finished the 
bottle before eating the yogurt. Cindy took the empty bottle to refill it. The yogurt 
and bananas were runny and yucky, but I ate it anyway. When I finished the yogurt, she 
wiped my face and nose like a child and said, "Let's go change your diaper."
When I got to the bedroom I saw that she had spread out on the bed an oversized 
waterproof changing pad with colorful stars. I liked it and took off my shoes then lay 
down on the changing pad. She put the pacifier I had left on the bed into my mouth, re-
pinned it onto my onesie, and I began sucking on it wishing it were that tasty bottle. 
She said, "Keep sucking that pacifier while I change your diaper." Cindy pulled my 
sweatpants off and unsnapped my onesie, and as I lifted my bottom she pulled it up to 
my chest. She pulled down and off my plastic pants and then started to unpin the 
diaper. She first unpinned both pins on the left side and then unpinned the right side. 
She slid the wet cloth diaper out from under me as she said, "This diaper is VERY wet!" 
I could not respond because of the pacifier, but smiled and she new I was enjoying this 
experience. She wiped my wet skin with baby wipes and then rubbed lotion all over my 
abdomen, crotch, butt, and legs. I got an erection and she continued to massage extra 
lotion on my throbbing penis. In a few minutes I had an orgasm in her hands and she 
said, "I have never seen a baby do THAT before!" Again, I just smiled while sucking on 
the pacifier. She used another baby wipe to clean up the cum mess and then she pulled 
the pacifier out of my mouth and said, "Did you like that?" I said, "Yes, thank you!" 
She then put the pacifier back into my mouth and she grabbed my ankles and lifted them 
into the air so that my knees were pressed near my chest and my butt was lifted off the 
changing pad. She used another baby wipe to clean my butt and then grabbed a tube of 
Desitin rash ointment from the bag of diaper supplies. She rubbed Desitin onto my butt 
cheeks and said, "This cream will help prevent any rashes from forming," and she 
giggled a bit to herself. She said, "Hold your legs up a minute" and she replaced the 
Desitin ointment and grabbed and opened a Depends disposable diaper and slid it under 
my raised butt. I was in a trance, content from my orgasm, sucking on my pacifier, and 
enjoying all that Cindy was doing for me. She rubbed some more lotion in my butt crack 
and I felt something press into my butt as she whispered, "You can be my real baby 
now," and then giggled as she lowered my legs and butt onto the fresh diaper. I was 
still sucking the pacifier as she sprinkled baby powder into the diaper and on my 
crotch. She fastened the bottom tapes and then the middle and top tapes of the diaper. 
She ran her finger under the waistband and leg gathers, then she pulled the onesie down 
over my diaper, and as I lifted my bottom she snapped it together at my crotch. She 
said, "You should rest. Take a nap for a while and let things go." She then pulled the 
pacifier out of my mouth and replaced it with the bottle of juice she had refilled and 
said, "Call me if you need anything."
I just lay there on the bed in a disposable diaper and onesie, sucking on my 
bottle. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the wonderful experience I just had. After a few 
minutes I finished the bottle, placed the pacifier in my mouth and drifted off to 
sleep. About an hour later I woke up with an intense pressure in my bowels. It felt 
like I had to poop really bad. I started to get off the bed and I realized I was 
wearing a diaper and onesie, and it would be difficult to remove. A moment later I 
erupted with a wet fart and my butt oozed poop into the seat of my diaper. I was 
stunned. I just lay there and then the front of my diaper became warm as I released my 
bladder. I almost began to cry, but hollered, "Ciiinnndyy!" Cindy came into the room 
and said, "What's the matter? Are you OK?" My face turned bright red as I said, "I..I." 
and she interrupted, "Whew, stinky poo poo. Did you make a mess in your diaper?" I 
nodded my head yes and she said, "Oh, poor baby has a poopy diaper, Mommy will clean 
you up, lay down here." As I lay on the changing pad, I could feel the poop squish on 
my butt and between my legs. I raised my legs and Cindy unsnapped my onesie and pulled 
it up. She un-taped the diaper and used the clean area of the diaper and several wipes 
to clean me up even before she rolled the diaper up. I raised my feet high into the air 
so she could wipe me better. She said, "Whew, stinky. You are such a baby wetting and 
messing your diaper, but it's OK, I will take care of you." She must have used twenty 
wipes to clean all of the runny poop off of my crotch and butt and then she rubbed 
lotion all over, lowered my legs and then sprinkled powder on my crotch. While she was 
getting a fresh cloth diaper ready, I apologized, "I'm sorry I pooped my diaper," and 
told her, "I didn't do it on purpose." She said, "I know, don't worry, it's OK." I 
moved onto the cloth diaper and she sprinkled more powder into the diaper and on my 
crotch. She paused a moment and then said, "I know you didn't poop your diaper on 
purpose, I made you poop by inserting a suppository during your diaper change. I wanted 
you to wet and mess your diaper so that you would know it was OK, and that I would 
change you and not be mad. I only did it because I knew you wouldn't poop your diaper 
any other time." I was shocked. She said, "I like changing my baby's diapers." She 
pulled the thick cloth diaper up between my legs and pinned each side of the cloth 
diaper with two pins, then as I lifted my bottom she pulled up the plastic pants over 
the diaper and tucked in the extra cloth. She said, "I will change your messy diapers 
but we need to shave down there to make cleanup easier." She pulled the onesie down 
over the plastic pants and snapped it closed. She placed the pacifier in my mouth and 
said, "OK, all cleaned up." She said, "Go watch some T.V. and I will bring you a 
bottle." She watched me waddle down the hallway with my thick cloth diaper, the onesie 
snapped into place, and me sucking on the pacifier. She followed me and said, "Aw, you 
look so cute."
I was watching T.V. when she brought me a bottle of juice. I drank it all and she 
refilled it with warm milk. About an hour later I said, "Mommy, I wet my diaper," and 
she said, "It's OK baby, let's get you changed for bedtime." We went to the bedroom and 
I lay on my changing pad. Cindy placed the pacifier in my mouth and I began sucking on 
it as she raised my legs in the air to raise my bottom. She unsnapped my onesie and 
pulled it up out of the way. She pulled my plastic pants down my legs and off then 
unpinned both sides of my wet cloth diaper. She slid the wet diaper out from under my 
raised bottom and then she cleaned me up with several baby wipes. Cindy commented, " I 
think you should be in diapers all of the time so we don't have any accidents." I 
smiled from under my pacifier. She unfolded another thick cloth diaper and slid it 
under my raised legs and bottom. She rubbed lotion all over my crotch and butt and then 
sprinkled powder on me and into the diaper and said, "Mommy likes changing her big 
baby's diapers." She then pinned the diaper closed with two diaper pins on each side. 
She slid my plastic pants over the cloth diaper and tucked in the extra cloth into the 
plastic pants. She re-snapped my onesie and said, "OK, all changed and ready for 
beddyby." She kissed me on my forehead and said, "I like taking care of my diaper 
baby." I knew that I loved being diapered and that I would be her diapered baby for a 
long time.


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