Over time my partner convinced me that it would be more convenient to wear diapers than to clean up after the occasional bedtime accident. The diapering came earlier and earlier. It’s now a year later, and I spend every moment diapered. My partner dresses me, makes sure I’m well hydrated by giving me bottles every other hour, and changes my diaper whenever/wherever it’s needed. I used to be ashamed of it, but I’m starting to think I wouldn’t want to be treated any other way.


















