You want to wear diapers

It turns out that you have a strong diaper fetish; you love their soft, comforting material. You love the idea of being incontinent and having to rely on diapers, and of sharing an intimate relationship with someone who shares this fantasy.

So, while you're having sex, you say to Emma in a gentle voice, at times a little more forceful :

“You're safe with me, Emma. You want to feel safe. To feel that you're protected from danger.”

With your hands gripping her soft skin, she stares at the ceiling with a lost look on her face and repeats: “Safe...”

“The world is a dangerous place you know ! You haven’t felt safe since you were a little girl.”

“Little girl?”

“You’d like to be able to go back to a more carefree time, when you could let yourself go without thinking, without having to control everything.”

Emma’s gaze is unfocused. You decide not to push the issue any further for now, so you gently take her in your arms, and you eventually fall asleep entwined.

The next morning, Emma tells you that she had a very restful night, as if she felt completely at peace, free from her work worries.

Over the next few days, you keep giving Emma smoothies. You speak to her tenderly and give her lots of cuddles, but you still slip in a few mentions of diaper whenever you can.

Then, after watching a TV advert for baby diapers, you say to her: “Don’t you think that’s cute? And it must feel lovely – it looks so soft. Anyway, I reckon I’d quite like it…”

She replies: “Oh, stop it, you’re just making fun of me.”

I say: “Not at all, they’re really cute and I think one must be feel safe in them. That’s important, don’t you think?”

“Yes, it’d definitely be nice to let go a bit.”

“I think they’d actually suit you, haha”

Emma didn’t reply; she was lost in her thoughts. You don’t dare take it any further, and as the advert ends, you change the subject.

That evening, after giving her another smoothie – which she accepted without complaint – you gave her a massage, taking care to focus on her bladder.