My standard day time diaper is the Tena Active Fit Ultima, at night I prefer a Betterdry with an Abrilet Maxi booster. And then there is the Incontrol Elite Hybrid. She is my fiancée’s favorite because, thanks to the hook and loop fasteners and the taping guide, it is easiest with them to change my diaper properly and to correct the diaper fit if necessary. Unfortunately, the diaper rustles very loud, so that it is more a product to use at home. (But once when we were on vacation I had to wear it for 4 days at a time and nobody seemed to notice). At home, however, I like to wear them on lazy sundays or in the home office (like today). They are comfortable and soft, they can be easily taken off and on if its necessary to poop (I do not use the diaper for that) thanks to the hook and loop fasteners on this PLASTIC BACKED Diaper and they have a high capacity. And my fiancée likes it.

New friends

A few weeks had now passed since our exciting spa day. Honey had stayed in touch with masseuse Maria. They were texting and talking on the phone more frequently by now. Maria had probably fun with building up a female led relationship combined with chastity for Max and Honey supported her in dealing with her husband.

After one of the phone calls, which Honey usually made alone in the bedroom, Honey came to me in the living room: “Baby, regards from Maria, she is making great progress with Max. We decided she’d come visit me sometime.”

“Oh great,” I replied, “glad to see you getting along so well with her.”

“Yeah, as much as we’ve talked on the phone, it’s about time. She’d like to bring Max with her, do you mind?”

“No,” I replied. “I’ve only met Max with his mouth wide open, but I’m sure he’s very nice.”

Honey laughed at my joke. “We were thinking next Saturday. They’ll come over for coffee, we’ll have a little foursome chat, and then we’ll send you to the bar to watch some soccer and have some more girl talk. You were going to watch the international game at Mario’s bar anyway, right?”

“Yes, that’s a good idea, we can do it that way. How far is Maria with Max currently, by the way?”

“He’s locked tight, like you baby. I’m proud and very happy for them both.”

Honey was really crass, because she certainly has a significant part in the career of the two. Her powers of persuasion don’t just work on me.

Honey confirmed the appointment to Maria and Saturday arrived faster than you could look.

At 4:00pm the doorbell rang. We both opened the door to Maria and Max. Maria greeted Honey stormy with a hug and hugged me afterwards also quite warm and familiar. Max was a bit more shy and greeted us both with a handshake. He was inconspicuously dressed in a pair of somewhat loose jeans, over which he wore a shirt. Maria had again squeezed into a very figure-hugging pair of pants that put her magnificent butt in the spotlight. Over it she wore a wide, colorful blouse.

For coffee I had baked a cake and we talked at the coffee table about this and that. I learned that Maria had Italian roots and had been with Max for 15 years. Max ran a successful business importing spices from all over the world. He was a big soccer fan and liked photography. Those were two of my hobbies as well. I found it very pleasant that the conversation remained 100% vanilla, even though I was sure that the two of them, or at least Honey, had something else in mind for us.

When we were done with coffee, we moved to the couch. I cleared the coffee table, getting some unsolicited help from Max. From the kitchen we heard Honey’s words of praise, “Well Maria, your Max is hand-tame, I’m thrilled.”

Max and me had to laugh at that.

Finally, each of us sat down on the couch with his goddess.

Shortly thereafter, Maria began to destroy the vanillalike mood. Addressing me, she asked, “So, do you have a diaper under your jeans?”

“Yes, of course,” I answered truthfully.

“So, is it nice and wet yet?” she followed up.

“No, Honey got me dry just before you guys came over.”

Now Honey took the initiative and asked questions about the current state of development of the relationship between Maria and Max.

I learned that Max had been locked for 5 weeks by now. Maria had put her plan into action directly after our visit to the spa. While Maria was talking, Max was looking at her very much in love. And that, although the excitement could be read in his face. Basically, they both seemed very happy with the development. Maria kept emphasizing how attentive Max had become. At some point she took his hand and looked at him: “Oh, Max, your hands are freezing and your face is all red. You don’t have to be so excited. They are so sweet and we should be grateful for having met them. I think you should calm down a bit my dear.” Turning to Honey, she added, “Is that okay if I give Max the breast? This may sound strange because Max doesn’t usually exhibit particularly regressive behavior. But he’s become so breast-fixated.”

Max’s face color intensified once again.

Honey replied, “Sure, no problem. Can you give milk then?”

“No,” Maria replied, “but I’d like to try it through regular stimulation and pumping. It would be a great desire of Max’s.”

She unbuttoned her blouse, revealing a soft, large, bare belly and even larger breasts wrapped in a white lace bra. She simply pulled the bra up so that her left breast fell out downward. She put one of our couch cushions on her lap and Max put his head on it, turned to Maria and started sucking. I think he was quite happy to be completely with his Maria.

“Baby, don’t stare at Maria’s breasts like that. That’s naughty,” Honey snapped me out of my thoughts. “But you see how many things Max and you have in common. Maria, my breasts are also his favorite toy. Come on Her baby, you may as well.”

Honey pulled her top and bra up so I could dock her soft, beautiful breast just like Max. She gently stroked my head to do so. So far we hadn’t shared this intimate moment, but it was also so insanely beautiful and at the same time absolutely amazing how indifferent I became to everything that was going on around me. The ladies talked a lot about us, but I did not listen at all, but was completely with Honey. It’s a shame that this doesn’t work on the train or in other public places. I think it’s the best way to get away from it all. Appropriately rudely, I was finally brought out of my daydreams when Honey, with an examining grip between my legs, found that the coffee had already made its way into my diaper.

“Baby, you have to leave for soccer in 30min. And you need to get dry again. I’m afraid we’re going to have to start slow.”

Still a little dazed, I sat up and Honey got her clothes in order. Max was still engrossed in sucking. But Maria also gently signified to him that it was time. When Max was sitting upright again, Maria didn’t take her eyes off me and got up to get dressed again. By now both of her breasts had slipped out of her bra. Due to size and weight, they were of course not entirely unaffected by gravity and were resting on her upper belly. Maria smiled and clutched her breasts. She knew perfectly well that I couldn’t look away from that, even if it made me feel a little guilty.

“Do you guys want to come and see baby’s changing room?”, Honey asked our guests.

“Yes with pleasure,” Maria replied and the four of us walked over.

“Drop your pants and get up on the couch,” Honey ordered me, “don’t be shy, they’ve already seen you naked.”

I complied.

“I’ll put a Betterdry on him for tonight. It’s been good and two or three beers should be possible with this diaper. The Betterdry is a little thicker, but our experience is that no one will see it anyway.” Professional as always, Honey took off my rubber pants, opened my Tena, cleaned me with wet wipes and put on the Betterdry. I then did the rubber pants and pants myself.

“Max, you know what we talked about before,” Maria then said, “this is a chance for you to try this out. You know how much I’d like to put you in diapers too. Will you do it for me?”

Max nodded bashfully and stripped down. He had been given the same cage as me. As he lay on the cot, Honey gave Maria a Betterdry. “First unfold it and make sure that the spill barriers don’t get stuck. Then knead the diaper some more to loosen the absorbent core.” Honey showed Maria all the necessary tricks.

“Bottoms up my little one,” Maria called out, pushing the diaper under Max. “Would you close the diaper?” she turned to Honey.

“Sure,” she replied and got to work. Again, she took great care to explain all the moves to Maria.

Max didn’t get a pair of rubber pants and shortly after we were standing in the hallway fully clothed again. Only for Max the situation was a bit uncomfortable. He walked a bit wide-legged.

But his Maria calmed him down: “Turn around, my little one… No, the diaper is not visible under your wide jeans. You don’t have to worry about that.” Honey agreed.

We put on our jackets and kissed and hugged our wives goodbye. Both of them didn’t miss the opportunity to give us both another hearty smack on the diaper butts.

“And remember,” Honey laughed, “I wouldn’t have more than three beers!”

And so we made our way to the soccer bar, well wrapped up. It turned out to be a fun evening. Germany won.

❤️❤️

Wellness part 3/3

Freshly showered I put on my bathrobe and left the shower. Behind it Honey was already waiting for me. I took her hand and wanted to start with her directly in the direction of the locker room, but she pulled me in another direction.

“What are you still up to?”, I asked.

“I was still texting with your masseuse Maria, she and Sandra are off work now and have a few more questions.”

I swallowed. After my experience in the shower, I didn’t feel much like further teasing.

Sandra was already behind the counter when we arrived. The massage department was already closed for the day and Sandra had exchanged her smock for a shirt and a short skirt that looked great on her.

“It’s nice that you came again. Come along. Maria and her husband are already in Room 1.”

We followed Sandra in our bathrobes to room 1, where Maria was giving her husband a back massage. So he was lying on the couch with his upper body naked. Maria had also put on street clothes in the meantime. Under a rather wide shirt she wore tight leggings, which emphasized her big butt wonderfully.

Her husband was startled when he noticed that 3 people entered the room and sat up.

Maria: “Ah, cool that you are here. This is Max my husband. Max, the two of them showed us a little secret today at noon that I really want to show you too.”

Max stammered, “Uhhh, I’m curious about that, I was wondering why I was getting a massage when I just wanted to pick you up.”

“Now you know,” Maria replied.

“So what’s the ominous secret?” asked Max.

Maria pointed, “His Honey found a way to tame him a bit. He was also an intense wanker like you.”

Max blushed.

Honey took the initiative. “Max, why don’t you get up off the couch and Baby, take off your robe and lay on your back on the couch.”

“Do you have to?”, I grumbled.

“Yes baby, you do want to earn an orgasm,” Honey replied with sparkling eyes.

A minute later I was naked in the chastity cage in front of the three women and Max on the massage table.

Honey directly grabbed my caged cock and began to tell: “He continuously could not keep his fingers off his cock and increasingly neglected me. No longer had any focus to make me happy. I didn’t want to put up with that. So we both decided that I would get full control of his cock. Since I’ve been consistently keeping it locked, a lot has changed. He is more attentive, does more around the house, he much prefers cuddling and we have better sex, even without penetration. Or baby, you like being kept chaste better too, don’t you?”

“Yes,” I stammered, “that was a good decision.”

“Max, ladies, do you have any questions? Feel free to step closer, touching is allowed, it’s kind of my cock and not his anymore.”

Honey stepped back a bit and the 3 others closer to me. Max was pushed by Maria more in my direction and looked quite disturbed at my cage.

Maria immediately grabbed it and examined the cage and balls in detail with her fingers. As unpleasant and degrading as the situation was on the one hand, on the other hand I found Maria very sexy, so my cock wanted to grow now.

“Oh, what’s going on?” asked Maria, pulling her hand away.

Honey surveyed the situation and laughed, “You seem to have magic powers. You’re welcome to keep going, though. We chose a very small cage so that any erection would be stopped early. At most, it hurts his balls because the cage then pulls on them.”

Maria started to tickle again. Max stood by with his mouth open. I felt sorry for him.

“Max,” Maria began, “I think that would be right for you, too. Our sex life is not really active anymore, instead of spending time with me, you prefer to go to the pub with your boys. Come feel how well the cage fits.”

She pulled Max’s hand to my cock and he touched it tentatively, still speechless with his mouth open. At least this eased the testicular tug a little.

“Ummm, Maria, I don’t agree with that, I do love you and I’ll do anything for you,” Max finally stammered.

“Max, we don’t have to discuss this now, but you’ll agree with me that we don’t have a relationship that is as intimate as in the beginning. And I’m sure after everything Honey told me today that this is the right solution to our problem, precisely because we love each other.”

Meanwhile, Sandra was checking the fit of my cage. She did so rather roughly, pulling on it so that an “ouch” escaped me.

“Oh, sorry, just wanted to check if something like that was safe,” Sandra said, turning to Honey, “how many times is he allowed to squirt?”

“Good question Sandra. You have to make a differenciate there. Every few weeks I massage the prostate with a toy. Then he leaks, which minimizes his pressure. He doesn’t have an orgasm though. He hasn’t had a real orgasm in the last 4 months, but it’s clear to me that it should be in the next 1 to 2 months, the point is not to let his horniness fall asleep, but to maintain it and focus on me. And for that, he should be allowed an orgasm occasionally.”

“And why is he wearing diapers?” followed up Sandra.

Max’s eyes almost fell out of his head.

Honey answered, “First of all, it’s practical. He doesn’t have too big a bladder and so he doesn’t have to keep looking for a toilet and me waiting. And then he also gives control to me. The sexual one with the chastity cage and the one over his bladder with the diapers. I decide when to change and I decide how we deal with his problem in public. It’s a bit of a hassle, but this dependency has also made him much more cuddly, gentle and preferable. But to be clear. He put the diapers in himself and confessed the fetish to me. He loves the safe, warm feeling.”

Maria found words of admiration for Honey, “Wow, I’m really impressed with how you have him under control, you’re living every woman’s dream.”

Finally I made my presence known, “Can I maybe get dressed again?”

“Sure baby,” Honey replied and after 10 minutes of continued conversation we said our goodbyes and headed towards the locker room.

While Honey was changing in her street clothes, I told her about my awkward encounter in the shower and added, “You wore me out today, I can’t take it anymore. So much exposure and excitement. It’s too much.”

“Oh baby,” Honey breathed, taking me in her arms. “I’m sorry about the shower. Other than that, you were super good today and gave me a lot of joy. And it was arousing for you more than once, too. I love you very much for being my little chaste diaper pisser. Let’s go home and you can snuggle up and play with my two big little ones.”

Honey helped me put on a dry Betterdry. Even before I had pulled my pants and shirt over it, I had already slightly dampened the diaper. It was a wonderful, secure feeling, that I needed badly. That night, Honey gently caressed me to sleep with my head between her breasts.

I love my Honey very much.

❤️❤️

Wellness part 2/3

After the massage, swimming was the order of the day. When we were at the showers, I asked Honey for my bathing trunks. Honey, however, shook her head, “You’re going to take off your diaper in the restroom first and then go take a shower. You will then get your pants only at our place in the swimming pool.”

“One stranger seeing my cage is really enough,” I protested.

“Baby, don’t be like that. You can have your gender mates feel sorry for you.” She gave me a kiss and disappeared in the direction of the ladies’ shower.

So I retreated to a toilet cubicle, peed my Tena and removed it afterwards. I disposed of the rolled-up diaper in the trash can at the sink and went into the shower dressed only in my bathrobe.

Fortunately, there was not much going on. I therefore turned to the wall, took off the coat and ran scared like a teeny with my hands in front of the privates to the next free shower. Very wet I went the way back. No one saw my little secret.

In the swimming area Honey waved me directly cheerful. She had reserved two loungers. Arrived on site, she gave me my bathing trunks and I put it on under the bathrobe.

Then we spent entertaining 2 hours between pool and lounger. Honey had actually taken her cell phone into the pool and texted occasionally.

Finally, a small hot tub became available right next to our loungers and Honey sprinted there in a flash. “Come with me,” she called out. I did so immediately, of course, and sat down next to her in the hot tub.

Honey snuggled up to my side and grabbed spiritedly between my legs.

“Admit it, you weren’t that uncomfortable with Maria just now,” she breathed.

“Yes, yes, you’re going to get us into trouble with your ideas!”, I replied.

“You have to have fun, my love, but you know you shouldn’t lie. Maria told me that it was very tight in your cage and that the cage pulled on your testicles. And I know you like curves, I can put one and one together.”

“I like you Honey,” I tried to save the situation.

“I know you do baby. In your permanently locked state it’s just hard at the moment. Especially here in the pool with all the charms. Look there, the one with the big breasts or over there, the two younger ones in the bikinis. Look how nice she’s showing you her hot ass right now.”

Honey held my caged cock the whole time and she laughed as she noticed it straining against the cage again, the cage pulling on my testicles yet causing me pain.

“Relax again baby and give me a hug. You’re just the poorest one here.” She pulled her hand away and I took her in my arms.

After another 10 minutes of soaking in the water, I noticed quite a bit of bladder pressure and asked Honey to go to the restroom.

“Oh baby, this is silly now. restroom is off limits.”

“Am I supposed to do it in the hot tub here?”

“No, but I have an idea. The sun has come out outside. We’ll dry off for a minute, go out on the lawn, then you can pee in your pants, and then we’ll take a shower.”

Honey’s ideas! I nodded anyway, finally the urge to urinate became more urgent.

Slightly damp, we opened the door to the outdoor area. Although it was already autumnally cool, it was not unpleasant to feel the cool breeze on our skin after all the steam in the pool. We walked hand in hand a bit away from the building across a lawn behind a hedge and stood in the low sun.

Honey pulled me close and hugged me. Her hand moved to my crotch again.

“I thought you had to pee,” she whispered. I didn’t need to be told twice and opened the floodgates. My swim trunks were getting warm and I’m sure Honey’s hand was too, because only the swim trunks separated my cock from her hand.

“You little pisser, good that you usually wear diapers, you make everything wet,” came then also the answer. Meanwhile ran me the urine down the legs and I stood in a small puddle. Extremely relieving was the feeling, at the same time I was ashamed to pee in my Honey’s hand.

When I was done Honey loosened her hand and stroked my mouth and cheeks with her warm, wet hand.

“So, now time to shower. Meet me behind the showers. Wash your bathing trunks well, please.”

We got our things from the couches and I went straight to the men’s shower with towel and robe and some shower gel. Now I didn’t worry so much about anyone seeing me in the cage and took a nice warm shower.

When I was almost done, I noticed diagonally opposite a man about 60, who stared over at me. He made ahead of me on the way to the exit and came by me: “ You must probably no longer f*** your wife with your small cock looser, I hope she has a real F***er for it.,” he said and laughed.

Defiantly like a child I called after him: “I may always if I want”, although I knew that this was not true and the control lay exclusively with Honey.

Actually, that was enough for me for today, I was angry and still frustrated. But I had not made my calculation with Honey, she still had something in mind.

❤️❤️

What’s your favorite thing to do when it’s cold? Mine is cuddle with daddy and drink hot cocoa ❄️

Mommy vibes for my birthday

Straw baby

Daddy’s shy little scout

Felt cute

Fresh Diaper time! Nothing makes me happier than the feeling right after being taped up in a fresh thick diapee ❤️

✨Now✨

✨Yeah, my little one thinks they’re ready for pull-ups. Yours too? Mhm, not gonna happen! I bought the pull-ups as a “goal” but both know that they’ll never get there. They’re much too little✨

✨Hmm, I think this one is perfect. Do you like the little pink diapee Mommy chose for you?✨

✨Mommy can’t pick a favorite!✨

✨Baby, you got spoiled today! ‘Lil Snugz’ sent you sooo many cute diapees. Which one is your favorite?✨

✨Noo, Mommy said no more pull-up privileges! It’s a thick, crinkly, diaper for you, baby!✨

✨You were going to wear this today, until you threw a tantrum when Mommy was on the phone. Diapers for you now, little one✨

✨”Yeah, I’d love that. Let’s meet at the mall and our little ones can play at the daycare while we shop”✨

✨Mommy is always prepared✨

✨Your favourite little snack! Open wide, little one✨