Chapter 1 The Accident

We were driving south on I15, enjoying the Utah landscape.  The weather was perfect and was looking forward to a  night in Vegas.  We had reservations at "Ellis Island" and was thinking about the craft beer.  

We were passing St George and I decided to wait until we would get into Nevada for a gas/pitstop.  Big mistake, because I15 enters a long narrow drop down a beautiful canyon.  I made a comment about getting stuck in a traffic jam, due to a accident or construction.  It wasn't 5 miles later we were sitting in our lane going nowhere, I checked the fuel gage and I had no fear of running out of gas.  However I felt the slightest twinge of needing to pee.  Slowly we inched our way through the canyon.  By this time I was feeling an intense need to pee and my wife noticed my panic and asked about it.  Told her I needed to pee.  It wasn't long and I started to squirm and was looking for someplace to pull over so I could pee.  There just wasn't anywhere to pull over and I was playing leapfrog with a truck and the driver always looking down and into my car. I was starting to panic and I told her I needed some paper towels.  I had held my pee for so long I think I may have damage my muscles that holds my pee back.  I stuffed a handful into my shorts and as soon as I did it was impossible to hold back the flood gates.  Three times I had to replace the soggy towels.  Almost an hour later we pulled into a truckstop and was able to clean out the wet paper towels and take a pee.  My wife decided to go into the store and I was exhausted so I just sat there sipping my soda.  My wife was carrying a large bag of adult diapers and she had a huge smile on her face.  Getting into the car she announced to me that she had the solution to my weak bladder problem.  10-15 minutes later we were pulling onto the interstate with me wearing a huge diaper.  She said I should get used to wearing diapers and that I should be happy that she is so understanding.  I felt so strange and giddy all over knowing that this was my future.  It was about an 2 hour ride with my wife talking all the way about diapers this and diapers that.  When I finally got to the casino hotel I had agreed to all the things my wife had talked to me about.  My diaper was wet and I was happy I was wearing a diaper.

We checked in and in our room when my wife told me to take a shower before we went to the casino.  After coming out of the shower and drying off my wife told me to put on a fresh diaper.  I didn't argue with her and secretly I wanted to be diapered and had that happy giddy feeling.  My wife started to rub my weenie through the diaper and said she could feel that my weenie liked the diaper too.  I must be a natural diaper boy.  

All the way to the casino she teased me and I kept telling her to shut up about my condition.  We went through the customer service got our member cards (pw = DIAPERED).  Finally I was sitting at the bar drinking a very tasty beer and all I could think about was "I'm diapered", does anyone notice?  I saw my wife and went over to her and she put her hand on my crotch saying "good, the diaper is still there".  I went back to my seat at the bar won a few dollars, and ordered another beer.  I started to feel the need to pee and I let out the pee as slow as I could and the diaper filled up and the material swelled around my weenie and I was happy.  I went to my wife who turned to me and took hold of my swollen diaper, I see someone has wet themselves.  I need to go to the room and put on a clean diaper to which she said I would have to wait for her.  I was at the bar and the need to pee came back again.  I couldn't hold it, my ability to hold my pee was at zero and I pee'd again and this time I leaked some down my leg, I don't think anyone noticed.  My diaper was so full and soggy, it was hanging and completely swollen.  I went to my wife who checked my diaper status and smiled at how full and swollen it was.  she said to give her a couple of minutes and I was stuck there in the middle of the casino floor being a good diaper boy with a soggy diaper hanging between my legs.  I think I walked differently on the way back to the room, my wife kept reminding me of my diaper boy condition.  I had to take off my shorts and sit there listening to my wife talk about me and my diapers then she said she was hungery and we needed a steak.  I changed to a new diaper and it felt so good.  We went to the casino got our steak coupons figured out and ordered our steaks.  By the time  we finished our steaks I had to pee again and I was forced to wet my diaper and I actually enjoyed wetting and wearing a wet soggy diaper.  My wife said I really was a diaper boy.  Me I was happy and wanted to be wearing diapers forever.  The next morning I woke up to a wet soggy diaper.  went to breakfast, returned to the room and changed to a clean dry diaper ready for the drive to Phoenix.

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