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.