Just Wouldnt Learn
Look at the cute oversized baby boy in his crib, is someone happy that hes in a nice fresh diaper? I ask cooing at my former husband now baby.
In reality this was the last thing I wanted for him, I really did try to keep him as my husband but certain things just wouldnt change with him. He was too immature not even able to handle his job or jobs as it were. Not to mention his bathroom habits were horrible and sex was barely satisfying.
But I put all that behind me and try to work with him went to doctors went to therapists tried my best with him but finally I had hit my limit. I would work long hours as he barely took care of the house, pretty soon I would stop off at a bar near where I worked and theres where I met my soon-to-be future husband.
The relationship started out as just a need but my needs grew, and so did my distaste for my husband. Of course I felt guilty at first but when I would come home to a messy house, the constant staining of his underwear the pathetic man he was the guilt washed away.
I finally reached the point where I was done with him I couldnt keep him really as my husband he added more like a child and his bathroom habits made me think of him as a toddler or baby and need training pants or a diaper. So I decided to start doing something new gave him an ultimatum that he would start wearing a diaper or that I would leave him.
I knew full well that he wasnt going anywhere and he agreed to wear diapers when I was home and training pants when I was out to limit the mess he made. To my amazement it actually helped laundry was a lot easier and he seemed to respond well to the infantilized attire.
Still I wasnt satisfied with him I no longer had sex with him as he plays himself with his diapers. As time went on and my affair grew I treated my husband more and more like a baby taking away different privileges completely removing the training pants and leaving him diapered completely dependent on someone changing him
I didnt even let him wear clothes over the diaper anymore the most you got a shirt maybe some socks that were balled up in a way that look like little booties on his feet. I had another point my guilt up again and I thought I was doing wrong I had done something to my husband that I didnt think I would ever do make him more of hey baby than a man. That was until I discovered him sucking away on a pacifier with a baby bottle full of juice next to him as he slept on the floor in front of the TV that was turned to some baby shows.
It was there that I had made my final decision I told him that he would no longer be my husband but be my baby instead that he didnt have a choice in that I had plenty of pictures of him and no one would ever see him as anything like a man again. All he could do was cry as I spanked him over and over making sure that he knew what his new place was.
I wanted him to learn I was hopeful that diapers and the way I was treating him would force him to grow up but I was wrong. If he didnt want to learn to be the adult he was supposed to be that he would become the baby I was turning him into.
Now is days are filled with going to a special daycare or spending time in his Nursery. You fairly uses his diapers and thats nothing like the adult he was. Hes a happy baby because he was a very unhappy adult. Of course he wasnt happy when he found out that I was having an affair but theres now nothing more he can do.
My soon-to-be new husband has spanked my old one repeatedly and now he shyly calls him daddy. Even now as I put them to bed at 7:00 after his dinner of baby food and baby formula. The only thing he cries for now is to have his dirty diaper changed. I shut off the lights after saying good night to my baby and go to the room and prepare to have sex.
I know full well my former husband is in his crib happy humping the mattress and making stickies and starting his diaper. That will be stopping soon as well but for now Ill let him enjoy the only adult thing he gets to do.