She sets a new plan in motion.

Despite her incredible orgasm riding Michael right before bed, Kylee has a much more difficult time falling asleep than her husband. Pinning her husband to the bed and fucking him while he told her how powerful she was was a rush, and drastically different then cumming in a poopy diaper while humping a teddy bear or while singing wheels on the bus and strapped into a child's car seat. She wanted more than anything to replicate that experience. Howey, she wasn't certain how it ever was going to happen again given Julie's new requirement that Kylee start wetting the bed. Concern over Kyle's new life weighed heavily on her.

However, it wasn't long until Michael started tossing and turning in his sleep, clearly having a nightmare, and giving Kylee a new idea.

As Michael slept next to Kylee, he started to moan and groin. Repeatedly, one clear word passed through his lips, "Mommy."

Kylee laid next to Michael, smiling as he tossed and turn, repeatedly whining out the word, "Mommy" or the phrase "Mommy, no!" It was clear to Kylee that her aggressive posture in their last sexual encounter had left an impression on Michael. Michael's clear distress from what, Kylee could only imagine, was a nightmare similar to the ones she had been having over the last few days.

As Michael slept restlessly, Kylee came up with a new plan where she could both keep her promises to Julie to wet the bed and, maybe, keep asserting a little control over her husband for awhile.

So, with a full bladder, Kylee waited for her moment and started cuddling close and closer to Michael. First, she merely placed her hand on his chest and whispered in his ear, "Good boy.". This seemed to calm him.

She then moved to press her full body against Michael's side. Michael accepted the touch and even sighed out one word contentedly, "Mommy." Kylee suppressed a giggle as she rubbed her hand on his chest and whispered, "Oh, does baby like this?" Michael's only response was to smile in his sleep.

Filling emboldened, Kylee moved onto the next part of her plan. Delicately, she climbed on top of Michael's chest, carefully positioning her panty clad pussy directly over Michael's penis. Kylee moaned lightly as she felt Michael's dick grow rock hard as she lightly rubbed herself on it. The sleeping Michael, for his part, moaned as well and started softly grinding his engorged member into his wife's crotch as he slept.

"What a good baby!" Kylee whispered softly to Michael, causing her sleeping husband to moan again and hump her a little harder.

Kylee wanted to continue to play with the sleeping Michael, but new her time was short if she wanted to enact her plan. With her bladder full to bursting and her urethra placed over Michael's crotch, she undertook her last step.

Kylee let her bladder muscles relax and, with a rush of relief, began to piss on her husband's crotch. Kylee could help but let out a sigh of relief as she relieved herself, content that her plan seemed to be working. Kylee felt her panties getting soaked, but hoped when Michael woke up and found the bed soaked, that he would believe her when she blamed it on him do to the accidents location and his clear "Mommy" nightmare. Kylee smiled to herself as she peed, thinking about how, if she played her cards right, maybe she could **** him into a diaper rather than the other way around.

While Kylee was peeing on Michael, proudly thinking about all of the possibilities that could come from her new plan, Kylee didn't notice Michael's eyes open and stare at her with a look of shock and confusion that quickly turned to a look of rage as he realized what his wife was doing.

"Kylee! Are you pissing on me?" Michael roared. The sudden confrontation caused Kylee to jump off of Michael midstream, continuing to spread her mess in the bed and making it clear where the urine originated.

"Baby, I, uh... It was..." Kylee stammered, backing away from Michael as she truly lost control of her bladder due to fear.

"Don't you 'baby' me, Little Miss Pissy Britches! I only see one baby here. Now answer me, did you just piss on my lap while I was sleeping?" Michael ordered his wife as her sat up in bed.

"Well, I, uh, fell asleep cuddling you, and, um, must if wet the bed?" Kylee said unconvincingly, knowing she was caught in a lie.

"That is NOT what I saw. What I saw was a disgusting, naughty little girl with a stupid grin on her phase as she pissed her pants while laying on her Daddy when I woke up, am I wrong?" Michael said sternly. Kylee tried to make herself as small as possible.

"Um, no, I mean, maybe... I just thought, maybe, I could..." Kylee stammered like a naughty child before Michael cut her off.

"You just thought what? Maybe you could frame me for wetting the bed? Shift the power dynamic a little since you can't seem to control your little bladder anymore? Make yourself the 'Mommy' for a little bit until I inevitably figured out that YOU are the baby in this relationship?"

Kylee just hung her head in shame. She felt her cheeks grow hot with shame at the same time she felt her damp panties cool as her stream of urine has cut off.

"That's what I fucking thought. What a manipulative little bitch! What the fuck am I going to do with such a disgusting, manipulative child of a wife like you?" Michael asked rhetorically.

Kylee just hung her head and started shaking in fear. How could her perfect plan have gone so wrong, she thought to herself as her husband got out of bed, his naked crotch still soaked in her urine, and started pacing the room.