Wife Learns How To Diaper Discipline Her Husband From His Mother

My wife, Jenny, has become close friends with my mother. This has resulted in Jenny sharing her concerns with my occasional bed wetting. It is actually just a little spotting when I don't wake up on time, not what I would call bedwetting. My mother was quick to tell her how she dealt with bed wetting when I was a child. To my total embarrassment, my mother recounted how she had made me wear diapers and plastic baby pants when I wet the bed. This happened frequently up until I was a teenager. Wetting my bed resulted in having to wear diapers until I could keep my diaper dry for a week. I had to earn the right to not wear a diaper. If I was bad, she added the humiliation of having to wear one of my younger sister's nylon nighties to bed. I learned quickly to obey and work hard to keep my bed dry. But, since I could not control my bed wetting I spent a lot of nights in a diaper and baby pants. My sister, Kim, loved it when mom made me wear her nighties. She would get me in trouble, then suggest to mom that I should be punished, volunteering to pick out a pretty, lacy night gown for me to wear. Once when I was especially dis-respectful, she told my sister to pick out a night gown and some white pantyhose tights. I spent that evening diapered, wearing rubber baby pants and dressed in a short feminine nightie and white panty hose. I was required to crawl on the floor like a baby until bed time. My wife loved the stories and begged to hear more. I was turning red with embarrassment while this was being discussed. Every once in a while, my mom would look at me and say "It’s all true, isn't it honey". All I could do is hang my head because it was. True. Jenny then looked at me and said "I think I should try this, what do you think Honey?" "If you are going to wet the bed, then you need to be in a diaper". My mom agreed and suggested Jenny have a similar rule, if I can keep my diaper dry for a month, then I could be allowed to wear my normal underwear as a reward. With no comment from me, they agreed that this was the right plan. That afternoon Jenny took me to a medical supply store and bought a dozen adult diapers and some plastic pants that looked just like the baby pants that my mother used to make me wear. I objected but Jenny said that she would no longer sleep with me unless I was diapered since she was tired of waking up in wet bed. Reluctantly, I agreed to her demand. That evening she had me lie on the floor and lift my bottom, so she could slide the diaper under me. Then she powdered me, I became fully erect during this process. As she pinned the diaper snugly around me, she commented on how I apparently was enjoying being diapered. She then held up the plastic pants and I asked me if I was looking forward to wearing my baby pants for the first time in many years. I started to cry, she smiled and put each leg into the baby pants and then pulled them up slowly, all the time telling me that only babies wet the bed and only babies wear diapers and baby pants......if I can't control myself then it was only right that I be dressed like a baby. She insisted that I agree with her, I nodded my head, and then she told me that I would sleep like a baby, knowing that my diaper would keep our bed dry.
The next morning when I woke up, Jenny could see that my diaper was soaking wet. "Boy, we got you in diapers just in time didn't we?" That evening I layed on the floor again and Jenny diapered me. When I went to put on my pajama bottoms, she told me to not put them on in case I needed to be changed. There I stood, in my pajama top with my baby pants and diaper fully visible. That is how I had to spend the evening. Mom stopped by and just loved seeing me diapered. Just before bed Jenny handed me a big glass of water and told me to drink it all up. This, of course, ensured that my diaper would be wet in the morning. It will be a tough to stay dry for a month under these circumstances. I knew I was going to be in diapers for a long time.
It wasn't long before I got pouty and disrespectful.......that was Jenny's chance. She pulled out a pink nightie and set it by my diapers. That goes on you after you are diapered tonight. You are going to look really cute. I started to cry and Jenny firmly told me that my disrespect had to be punished and my mom's approach was worth a try. I begged for another chance but she stayed firm and that night was my first dressed in her silky nightgown and diapers. My childhood days came rushing back. The next day I was submissive and respectful at all times. But I still ended up in a night gown that night….and many nights after that.
My birthday came around and Jenny had my Mother and Kim, over for dinner to celebrate. It was to be a night full of surprises for me. After dinner, as usual, Jenny diapered me, put on my plastic baby pants and my pajama top. We then had coffee and birthday cake. As we were finishing, Jenny announced, “Time for presents”. I am not much on birthdays so this little party was turning into be too much for me and couldn’t imagine what gifts they would have brought. Jenny handed me her present, it was large and soft. I ripped open the wrapping paper to find a package of Depends adult diapers. Jenny quickly explained that these would come in handy if we were traveling or needed daytime protection. I protested that I didn’t wear diapers during the day, but Jenny reminded me it was only a matter of time before I would have an accident and I would want to have a more discreet diaper. “Those plastic pants are so noisy, won’t you want something less noticeable?” I had to agree and thanked her for the thoughtful gift. Then mom handed me a nicely wrapped box. I unwrapped it and slowly opened the top. I was speechless as I peeled back the tissue paper to reveal a pair a pink plastic baby pants, with ruffles all over the bottom. I recognized them immediately, including the yellow stains on the elastic…..they were the baby pants she had made me wear as a teenager. I couldn’t believe she still had them, and I couldn’t believe she had given them to me. She asked “Do you remember these Bobbi?” I said “Yes – but I don’t want them” “Now is that anyway to act when you get such a nice gift” Jenny added. “Lie down and let’s see if they still fit” I began to tear up but obeyed and layed down on the rug. Jenny had me lift my bottom and slid my baby pants off and picked up the plastic rumba panties. Just then my mother said “allow me” and she took the pink panties and held them up for me to see. “Are you excited about putting these pretty baby panties on again, it must be 10 years since I put these on you.” “Lift up your bottom. I’m going to pull them up slowly so you can recall all the times I made you wear these when you were disobedient.” “Do you recall the last time?” She pulled them up slowly, the leg openings getting tighter and tighter as they came up to my diaper. She had to work to tuck the diaper in all around the panty waist since they were a bit small, finally, she got them pulled all the way up and gave me a pat on my frilly bottom. Jenny, Kim and Mom commented how cute I looked and had me go the mirror and take a good look. Tears rolled down my checks as I saw these pretty pink baby rumba panties covering my diapers. Jenny then said “OK, you haven’t opened Kim’s gift yet.” Now I was worried, what could she be giving me? It couldn’t be good. Kim brought over a pretty box and handed it to me. She had a grin on her face as she said “I hope you enjoy it.” I opened the box a crack and took a peek, shutting it quickly. “No, I said, I won’t wear it!” “Oh what a defiant little sissy husband you have here” Kim said. Jenny took control quickly, “Hands up” she commanded. I put my hands up and she peeled off my pajama top. Then she opened the box with Kim’s gift a took out a lacy, pink nightie. It was the nightie Kim used to dress me in when I was being punished as a teen. Jenny help it up and commented on how pretty is was and how she couldn’t wait to see me in it. She bunched it up and began to lower it over my head when Kim jumped in “Let me put it on him. I’ve been looking forward to this for a while.” Jenny hand her the nightie and Kim set it over my head. “Sooooo silky and feminine isn’t it Bobbi. Remember how you used to get hard when I dressed you in this? Are you getting hard now?” Jenny felt my diaper and confirmed that I was fully erect. “My little sissy can’t wait to be dressed in your own nightie can you?” Kim put each hand through the arms and lowered it down. “A perfect fit” declared Kim. She led me to the mirror and had me spin around to see how the pretty, pink baby doll nightie made me look like a big sissy baby girl. The baby doll was short and barely covered my plastic rumba panties when I stood still, they showed fully as I twirled. “What a pretty birthday baby girl” Mom exclaimed. I stood there, diapered, in baby rumba panties, and a pretty nightgown and crying like a baby. Kim said, “Oh don’t cry little baby sister, I have one more gift for you” She pulled a baby pacifier out of the gift box and approached me. She held my head and placed the nipple in my mouth. My crying stopped as I instinctively began to suck. Jenny smiled as she laid me down, patted my diaper and straightened my nightgown. “Beddie time for Bobbi.” This was a birthday I would never forget.
Sissy916 Sissy916
41-45, M
28 Responses Apr 24, 2011

You are being a very good boy for your mommy, and your birth mother. I'm certain that they are both very proud of you.

I think that your relationship with your wife / Mommy has progressed to a point where it would be appropriate for you to address her as "Mommy"

She has earned to be honored that way, because she is doing a wonderful job of taking care of you the way a mother took care of her little boy.

I hope that you realize that your money is a woman too. I hope that your mama has found a real man who can take care of her needs in the bedroom for her. You must be a good little boy and understand that your Mommy has needs that you as a boy won't understand.if your Mommy has found a man, be sure to obey Him as you do her and give him the respect that he deserves as a man from a little boy.

What happened to the contribution from tschoe and various others (including me)?

May i ask again please? Does anyone know what happened to the inputs from Tschoe and others. i really would like to know and i wondered if it would be possible to read them somewhere else if not here
Thank you

i can't believe that NOBODY knows what happened to Tschoe's contribution. please will someone tell me what happened? PLEASE!

well it seems that nobody is prepared to tell us what happened. What a shame!!

Me too. I was diapered all my life, my mom worked so she put my sister in charge of diapering me and dressing me for school. As years passed my sister started putting dresses on me so it was easier to change my diapers.
Eventually my sister had me wearing all girls clothes over my diapers. Sis told all her girl friends that I was a sissy baby and as I got older everyone knew I wore girls clothes and diapers.
So now I'm a big sissy adult baby today.

GREAT story...... excited to hear more. got'em?

Gotcha. Its all real.

How old were you when you were diapered. I see your profile says your 41-45 now.
My sister used to diaper me when I was 10yr old and have ne wear night gown too. We should have been neighbors as much as I was babied.

(My crying stopped as I instinctively began to suck)!

Buy this sentience alone I know you enjoy being dressed as a baby!!! You love it and you will always be dressed as such. This is how your life was meant to be. I know you enjoy it and your lucky your wife likes her baby hubby that way. I also know you will continue to wet just to stay in baby entire. Loved the story and I am happy you know your place now.

very good story. Your wife wife really has it down for you. Your wife and mine should get together. They sound like they are sisters. I get handled almost the same way. They are the bosses

As can handle that?. You do not have to endure that. Confront your wife. Yell, hard talk with him, tell him "no" to what you say. Even hit it if necessary. You've got to find a woman who loves you, not that love send you and humiliate you, because that's not love, that's evil. It is better not to sleep with your wife to live a marriage so uglyAnd about your sister and your mother. Does the same, gritales, whatever you want. Grab your clothes and gifts they gave you and devolvecelas. Then tell them that you're a man and not a sissy, chat about it, discuss if necessary. But you have to defend yourself, not just make you feel so. You do not have to suffer. Remember that: You do not have to suffer. You do not hace to be a sissy boyfriend. Or If you want, can be a sissy boyfriend. But at least you have to make your mother and sister to respect you

He doesnt want them to respect him, he wants to be a sissy baby.

great story were do i find a wife like that

My Mother-in-law Barbara & I have now given my Husband a set bed time of 10pm. He has to be washed etc and in bed with lights out by that time. In the morning he has to remain in his bedroom until Barbara goes in to check on him. With two women he cannot win!

I think all husbands should experience wearing diapers and be disciplined by their wife and girl friends. At 5 I stayed in diapers and now as an adult my ex-spouse diapers me all the time.

My Mother-in-Law who lives with us, puts my husband into a nappy (its called that in UK), over which he wears a pair of plastic pants, at bedtime as he bedwets. In the morning she takes him to the bathroom and takes them off him.
After his shower she puts a clean nappy/pants on him, and he is checked every two hours and changed if needed.

OMG, how old is he? Is he submissive or is that just a role-play act?

you must really truly like this way of like.

I would love for my wife to treat me like this, although it would more likely happen with her family than mine.

All you have to do is start wetting your pants & bed all the time. Then suggest you will wear a diaper to keep her dry and from her feeling embarrassed when you out with her.
That usually works. When I was 7 my sister diapered me cause I wet the bed, then as time went on she added more sissy clothes till I was hooked. Today I love the clothes and attention I get and I want to live as a sweet sissy all the time.

I have thought about wetting the bed but not sure she would believe it was an accident

What u do is take a sealable plastic bag filled with water or pee from the night before to bed with you and in the morning pour in your pants. Do that several times a week, then after awhile start doing it more. maybe even getting her wet a few times too.
Then mention you may have to wear a disposable diaper. And at least its a start. And you said it would happen more with her family, then try it with them.

absolutely wonderful wish that was me

I'm a sissy boyfriend for ever:<br />
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Well today Jenny put a diaper and plastic pants on me. Then I pulled my frilly panties up. Next came a short white netted petticoat and light blue printed skirt over everything. She handed me my bra and a white rayon blouse. She fixed my face up and added bright red lipstick. She drove me to convenience store. Made me go inside and get her some cigarettes. Then off we went to Cindy's house. They both took turns spanking me till I was crying and peeing in my pants. They made me wear the wet diaper the rest of the day. We finally went home, Jenny had me take the dress and slip off and gave me a baby doll nighty to put on, Jenny told me to **** myself off for her and show her how sissified I could look while doing it.<br />
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She tied me to a chair and gagged me with a rubber pen is. Jenny just went out the door saying, "I'm going out to get a real man, you can set there and just pee yourself some more. You can even play with yourself too. I don't care." "Maybe I will change you when I get home, Not!" So here I am writing to let you know what its like being a sissy boyfriend.

Jenny sure is a nice gf. Lucky you!


She's not as nice as everyone thinks she is!

Nice story

I have to admit that every time I've been diapered by a woman, I've become throbbingly erect. It's like magic - absolutely can't help it. I've been dressed in pink and yellow rumbas and both long and short pink nighties. I love the look of pink rumbas showing under a short pink babydoll! I am totally envious of your situation.

and i'm envious of your's. sounds like you haven't been doing so bad yourself.


Once you get erect and pleasure yourself, you then feel like not wearing girls clothes anymore, thats when they dress you up again and make you do sissy stuff, cause they know you dont want to do it anymore. If you wear it enough you get used to it and it dont give you erections anymore.

Actually I've been doing it for over 15 years and still get hard every single time - and yes even if I (or others) play. It seems to be a trained response.

i like your story and both myself and his mother are good friends and he still wets every night at 22 and is diapered for it pretty much like you plus on weekends and have started him in trainers during the day on the week days.

hows he doing

That similar to me, my sister & mom made me be a girl all thru my growing up years. My sister told my soon to be wife, now my ex-girl all about me being a sissy. SO now everyone that know me, knows I'm a sissy, so I have no where to hide from it.
Everywhere I go I am humiliated and laughed at. My ex-girl diapers me now and makes me wear them sometimes a few days till they are so wet they almost fall off. She sometimes changes me in public and that is really bad to be an adult and having your diaper changed in front of people.

thats embrassing i was a bedddwetter and i was threated to have it emailed to all my freinds and whenever i wet the bed i woke up and went

thats embrassing i was a bedddwetter and i was threated to have it emailed to all my freinds and whenever i wet the bed i woke up and went

Love this story!


Love this story!

Love this story!

How is your bed wetting going , and is it nice to have 3 people who care for you , your two mums and little sister , it would be nice to have an up date as it is such a good story , wish it was me ;)

I wet frequently and have given up trying to stay dry. I need to be in diapers

One more thing, you lucky boy. Did your wife and Mummy decide that, if you needed a nappy (which you do), you should not have body hair. It is much better and cleaner to have a hair free pee pee when you wet the nappy and need to be cleaned and talc'd, isn't it?<br />

Not yet. Don't give her ideas

Sounds like you are in second heaven. I would love to have the same situation.

i agree with Domchick that you are a very lucky boy

What a great story. You must be very happy that your wife and mother share such an open relation. You are very lucky, loved and well cared for man.

They love to remind me of this birthday party....Kim recently gave me one of her nighties which my wife makes me wear. So humiliating to have to wear my sister's lingerie

Some might not like such treatment.... but I say WOW!