It happened about a month ago. I haven't been able to talk about it until now. I have been both embarrassed, and turned on. The fact that I am turned on by this perversity is even more of an embarrassment. I'll start from the beginning.

I had a terrible case of the runs that day. You know, diarrhea. I had been in and out of the bathroom twenty times or more. It must have been something I ate or drank. I was fine until the drive home. I have an hours drive each way. I started out just fine. About half way home I got the urge to poop. I clenched my cheeks and held it. After ten minutes of that I knew I couldn't stop it.

I pulled off on a side road. When I was out of sight of the freeway I went to the side of the car. As I opened my pants to squat and relieve myself I saw a squad car approaching. I was mortified. I pretended to look at my tires as the squad pulled along side me. It was a woman officer. She asked if I was in need of assistance. I hurriedly assured her that everything was just fine. I told her I just wanted to look at my tires and that they appeared normal.

The pressure in my bowels was unbearable. I couldn't hold it any longer. As she smiled and started to pull away, I felt a small squirt of poop force its way into my underwear. I waved back as she left. I took one step back toward the car when it all let go. I couldn't stop myself. I both heard and felt myself filling my pants. I just couldn't control it. Finally it stopped. I just stood there, relieved but embarrassed.

As I walked toward my car door I was very aware of the wetness and warmth surrounding my crotch and ass. I hated it, yet in a way it felt good. I opened the car door and got behind the wheel. As I sat down, the squishy mess spread out to cover my crotch and entire bottom side. I started the car and drove towards the freeway.

As I drove toward home I thought about the sensations I was feeling. My butt felt warm and wet. I was unhappy about the smell and the thought of what I had done, but actually the physical sensations were not at all uncomfortable. But still. I had never done this before and all in all I didn't like it.

But a few miles from home I again was hit with the urge to go. I held it for a while but then became angry that this was happening to me. I was so angry and defiant that I raised myself up off the seat and relaxed myself. Again a gooey, watery mess flooded my pants. This time I also peed in my pants. I wondered why was this happening to me, and what I was going to do when I got home.

I parked the car and entered the house. As always, my wife met me at the door with a kiss and a greeting. This time however, she also wrinkled up her nose and asked what in the world was going on. I broke down and cried in front of her. I couldn't help it. I told her of my problems and as I got more and more worked up over my plight I did it again. I pooped my pants right in front of my wife. It was terrible. We both heard it rush out of me.

Of course she was sympathetic and hugged me. I felt her hand reach back and cup my poop filled pants. She pushed her hand tight against me and rubbed my poop into me. She kissed me and assured me that everything would be just fine. She told me to go into the bathroom and strip. I was to take a warm shower, and then sit on the toilet until she returned from the store.

I did as I was told. When she returned she entered the bathroom where I was sitting on the toilet. In her hands she carried a package of adult size disposable diapers. I was again very embarrassed. Did I need to be diapered like a small child? When I voiced a protest she hushed me and told me that she knew best.

She told me to go to our bedroom and to lay on the bed. She followed me with the diapers. I laid on the bed totally naked as she approached with her package. She opened the bag and took out one diaper. I looked at it as she unfolded it. It looked to be a piece of blue plastic covered inside with white cotton material.

I lifted my hips as she spread the diaper under me. I laid there very still as she wrapped me in it and fastened the tape closures. When I was diapered, she removed all her clothes and laid on top of me. She kissed me and told me how much she loved me. She also told me that she had often fantasized about my being her big baby. I was very confused.

She opened the bed and got us both into it beneath the covers. It was far to early to go to bed but I was to humbled to object to anything she wanted. She held me and talked to me like that for a long time. I enjoyed her naked body against mine and I developed an erection inside my diaper. But soon the erotic fun stopped as I again felt the urge to poop.

I told her that I had to get into the bathroom and relieve myself but she held me tighter and told me to just let go. She told me to relax and mess my diaper. She said that is what diapers are for. I was unsure of this entire idea. But soon I had no choice. I asked her if she was serious and when she assured me that she was I let loose and pooped my self. This time I didn't hold back at all. She placed her hand over my butt hole and felt it come rushing out. I felt the diaper expand and move to take the huge load.

She then told me that babies always peed when they pooped their pants. She placed her hand over my hard cock just in time to feel the water squirt out of me into my diaper. As she kissed me and hugged me, I realized what a terrible mess I had just made in my diaper. But before I could apologize she told me how glad she was that I had done it. She assured me that everything was just fine and that she would change me in a little while.

She then told me that I needed to nurse now and pushed my face to her breast. I took her nipple between my lips and sucked on her tit. I felt her hand move between us and I realized that she was playing with herself as I sucked her nipple. Her breathing grew fast and heavy as she fingered her own pussy while laying beside me. My own erection inside the diaper was throbbing. I reached down and rubbed myself through the thick, wet material of the diaper. Suddenly she stopped me and quickly rose from the bed. She told me that she would change my poopy diaper.

She left the bedroom to get another diaper. While she was gone I rubbed my stiff cock through the diaper and wondered what in the world I was doing laying in a diaper, filled with poop and pee, with an erection. When she returned she told me to stop playing with myself. She said it was naughty for little boys to do that. She said that is what Mommys were for. I was puzzled, but I stopped. She then told me that If I had to go again I should do it now. I relaxed and again a wet gooey mess oozed out of me into the diaper. I told her when I had finished.

She produced another diaper and a container of adult size wet wipes. She opened my diaper and wiped my bottom clean with a half dozen wipes. Then she replaced the diaper with a clean one. When I laid on the new diaper she didn't pull it around me and fasten it. She took a clean wet wipe and began to rub my semi hard cock with it. As she stroked my cock with the wet wipe I again became very hard.

She straddled me then and lowered her wet pussy over my cock. As I slid inside her she started talking baby talk to me. She called me her good little boy and referred to herself as my Mommy. I didn't know what to say, but I was getting so turned on that I started fucking up into her forcefully. She played with her tities as we fucked. We came at the same time. She was moaning loudly and grinding down onto me. I pushed up against her very hard and held myself deep inside her as I spurted my juice into her hole.

After we had both calmed down, she rose up off of me. I could see that she was leaking my cum. I must have shot a tremendous load into her. She then powdered my butt and fastened the diaper around me. She told me to get into a sweat suit as they reminded her of jammies. As I sat in my diaper and sweat suit she cooked supper. After we ate we sat together on the couch and watched TV. I didn't get the urge to poop again that night, but I did feel the need to pee. I told her of my urge.

She insisted that I wet my diaper. I told her I thought this had gone far enough. She then told me I needed to be spanked for being naughty and disobeying my Mommy. She had me lay across her lap and then she spanked me through the thick diaper. When she had finished she ordered me to wet my diaper. So I did. She held her hand over my crotch so she could feel the warmth of my water. When I had finished peeing she told me what a good boy I was.

At bed time she told me to get into bed with my diaper on. She had placed a waterproof sheet on the bed. She told me that I was not to get up to pee during the night as I usually did. I was to use my diaper and she would change me in the morning. I was to sleep in my jammies and diaper from then on.

In the morning she removed my diaper and let me shower for work. She told me that when I arrived home that afternoon I was to let her diaper me again.

And that has been going on now for a full month. I must spend my evenings and nights in diapers. She bought me adult baby items like jammies and a pacifier. I have to both wet and poop in my diaper whenever I am home. She gets very turned on by the role of Mommy and we have enjoyed wonderful sex almost every night since this started.

So now all of you know what is going on. I am both embarrassed by the thought of what we are doing and turned on by the acts at the same time. I must admit that diapers are both comfortable and cozy. And my pee and poop are warm and feel good on my skin. And I certainly enjoy all the attention from my wife.