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Men are such losers. So lazy sitting around playing games all day. My boyfriend didn’t even want to get up to use the toilet. That is how he became mommy’s diapered gamer. I got annoyed with him having accidents. All the fucking time. And finding skid marks in his undies.

I was doing laundry. And every pair of boxers I picked up had long brown stains. I was disgusted. And to be honest tired of arguing about it.  I decided to diaper him right then. I marched right past him and out the door.

He didn’t even notice me leave. He was deep into his video game. And I was on a mission to find adult diapers. He’d had too many accidents wetting himself. Also the dirty drawers were a bit too much.

They wouldn’t even come clean in the wash. I ran into the local walmart and hurried to find a solution. Surprised at the huge selection of adult diapers. I guess there is alot of diaper boys out there.

I grapped a couple packs of the large ones. And headed up to the check out counter. To pay for them. I couldn’t wait to get back home.

Upon entering the house I threw them at him.

These are for you. He looked at the diapers falling out the bag. And said hell no! Oh hell yes , you will wear them. Or you will be single. I’m sick of your nasty ass. Since you can’t break away from the video game to potty. You can wear a fucking diaper.

He looked at me with bewildered eyes. And began to plead with me. My mind couldn’t be swayed though. Wear them or I’m leaving. As a matter of fact put one on now. Before you make another stinky mess. For me to clean fuck tard.

To hear the rest call me!

 

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