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John was fast asleep, cuddled up in his soft and cozy bed, dreaming of a vacation with his family when suddenly he was awoken by a pressing urge to pee. He glanced at the clock on his bedside table, which read 2:30 am. He didn't want to disturb his wife by walking into their shared bathroom, nor did he want to risk waking up his daughters in the next room, so he decided to use his diaper.Unfortunately,  he didn't put it on correctly, and he ended up overfilling it, soaking his pajamas and the sheets beneath him.

Panicking, John quickly slipped out of bed and tiptoed out of his room. He made his way down the stairs and to the laundry room, hoping to clean his soaked pajamas and sheets before anyone noticed. He started the washer and was about to go back up to his room when he heard a voice.

"John, what are you doing down here at this hour?" It was his wife, who had caught him in the act.

John sheepishly explained the situation to her, and she sighed, leading him back up to his office.

As John lay on the changing table, his wife carefully removed his wet pajamas and soaked diaper, wiping him clean with baby wipes. She then slid a new, larger diaper under him and expertly fastened it snugly around his waist. After that, she helped him into the cute little pink pajamas, buttoning up the shirt and pulling the elastic waistband up over his diaper.

As John laid there, feeling a mix of embarrassment and comfort, his wife spoke to him, "John, we need to find a way to connect with the kids. You have to take them to school in the morning." John agreed that it was a good idea and thanked his wife for her suggestion.

John couldn't help but feel embarrassed as he looked down at himself in the mirror. He looked like a little kid, especially with the bulging diaper underneath the pajamas.

John's wife picked out a pair of light pink pajamas that had white polka dots all over them. They were made of a soft, fuzzy material that looked almost like it could be for children. The top was a long-sleeved shirt that buttoned up the front, and the pants were loose-fitting and had an elastic waistband.

 As she finished putting new sheets on his bed, John couldn't help but notice how girly they were with their frilly edges and pastel colors.

His wife said goodnight and left him, shutting the door to his room as he laid there in his crib, feeling a mix of emotions. He didn't know how to feel about his new life, but he knew that he had to find a way to connect with his family again.


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