The following is a true account of how I met my wife...

About eleven years ago I was living alone in a small town in Oregon. One day, out of the blue, a friend I hadn't seen for many years calls me on the phone. His name was Jeff. He tells me how he lost his job and was one step from being homeless and was hoping I might be able to help him out with a place to stay. Of course I wasn't going to let him be homeless, so I sent him some train tickets for him and his girlfriend, Jennifer, to come down and stay with me. He quickly got a job as a cook at a decent restaurant in town and his girlfriend showed her appreciation by cooking and cleaning for all of us. It was her desire to please that led to a very embarassing incident.

I was in my room one day, wearing a double thick disposable diaper and pink baby print plastic pants. Kicked back in bed with all of my ABDL magazines and story books spread around the bed. Just as I was in the middle of masturbating in this position, she walks into my room without knocking with the intention of putting my clean clothes away. Of course she was embarassed to have walked in on me in this position, but I was utterly humiliated. She apologized about twenty times in the five seconds it took her to back out of the room and shut the door.

Figuring it was best to just pretend it didn't happen, I quickly changed into normal clothes and put all my ABDL stuff away. When I left my room, she was in the kitchen scrubbing the floor and was clearly trying to avoid eye contact. Fearing that my secret was out, I asked her not to share what she saw with anyone else. She, of course, agreed wholeheartedly and promised she wouldn't tell anyone.

Over the next few weeks we got to know each other on a personal level. She was very smart and very beautiful, so she was easy to talk to. She related stories about my best friend that really surprised me. Stories about his previous drug problem and how he lost his job because he kept showing up to work stoned. He wasn't simply laid off as he told me. She predicted he would return to his addiction soon enough and she was correct.

Only a month after moving into my place, my best friend of twenty years was once again strung out on drugs. We fought about it often and in the end I simply asked him to leave my house. I told Jennifer she didn't have to go with him and was welcome to stay with me as long as she needed. She accepted my offer and that was the end of their relationship.

Barely a week later, Jennifer expressed her interest in me. Of course, I was surprised for many reasons. First, she was smart and beautiful and way out of my league. Second, she has seen the ABDL side of me that normally scared women away. We started a relationship and everything was great. The second time we had sex, she asked me where I hid my diapers and quickly incorporated them into our sex life. She told me that it wasn't really her thing, but since I made her so happy she wanted to return the favor.

We didn't live an ABDL lifestyle at all. It was always more of a treat that I got every week or so. We lived a perfectly normal life, but every now and then she would pull out the diapers and kinky toys and we would roleplay for anywhere from a few hours to a few days. It wasn't a chore for her either. She genuinely enjoyed making me happy and therefore enjoyed my kinks.

Things were great for several years, but eventually her desire to gamble became overwhelming and she nearly drove us to bankruptcy. After secretly gambling away our lifesavings, I gave her an ultimatum - seek help for gambling addiction or divorce. She refused to get help and we divorced a month later.