Unexpected embarrassment while out for dinner.

Now, this was very embarrassing while out for dinner with friends.

Hello, my name is Judy and you are? I am Naughty Elf friends with David and Kathy.

Oh we know you, you are the fellow who wears baby diapers. Last week we all talked about you and how you live in diapers. Kathy told us that you don't even need to wear them you do out of choice.

Judy embarrassed the hell out of me as she went into details about my diaper-wearing. I have been in this situation before and in a group of people at a dinner party. No sweat I have been humiliated so many times before about my diapered butt. The next question from Judy was the icing on the humiliation cake. Can we see your diapers as she reached out and patted my diapered butt? Girls, I think he is in a diaper right now let's check him and see if he needs a change.

Nothing like having four women take it upon themselves to remove your slacks and walk you around in your diapers for all to see. Kathy added the final blow to my ego as she walked into the room with a diaper and baby powder in her hands. Here girls changing supplies if he is wet.

Dinner was served and so was my dignity as a highchair was produced and my dinner was served on the tray in front of me.

Unexpected embarrassment during an outing for me? It's that since my wife put me at diapers because of my bedwetting it's been four years already, it's when we're at the supermarket or outside, she often has a habit of coming behind me to see if my plastic panties or my diaper have entered or protruded from my pants and if so she lifts my t-shirt and suddenly pulls up my pants to hide my diaper, whether there are people or not, like the do moms to their toddler still at diapers, even if it's my case, I hate when she does it.😡

This is exactly why I decided to stop hiding and be more open about my love for wearing diapers and rubber panties. It's been an eye opener to discover there are others in the world who will have fun with me, rather than ostracizing me, treating me like a weirdo or sicko, something I feared for much of my life. We were invited to the home of one my wife's best friends from their sorority years. My wife diapered me before we left and for some reason she used added another diaper so I had two cloth pre-folds on which were pretty thick. I complained to her about how bulky they were, afraid one of her friends would notice and embarrass me. My wife assured me no one would notice, I looked great, and we'd have a great time. As we left, she grabbed my diaper bag, which surprised me, since I didn't think we'd be out that late and asked her why she had my diaper bag. She told me it was for “ just in case” and not to worry. But when we arrived, she held my diaper bag as we approached the front door. Her friend opened her door, welcomed us, and took my diaper bag out of my wife's hand and whispered she would put her bag in the guest bedroom. I was more than a little worried she would open the bag and find my diapers and stuff, but held my tongue while we joined her friends for drinks. By that time I was already a little wet, so nervous I was about meeting her friends in my rather bulky diapers and rubber pants. Well, it turned out not to be long before the fun began. She offered cocktails for both of us which we really enjoyed. We were all sitting outside have a nice time getting to know each other and after she opened a bottle of wine and poured glasses for everyone, but stopped at me and asked my wife if it was OK for me to have a glass of wine, saying to my wife “is it OK if he has wine with the rest of us? It looked like he's well padded, you must have done what we talked about and doubled him up. He's so cute with his big padded bottom and that bulge between his legs" as she winks at me waiting for my wife to respond. My wife tells her “Oh sweetie, I forgot to tell you I told Laura all about my little diaper boy and how much you love to have your diapers pinned and go potty in them instead of the big girls toilets. Laura, go ahead and let him have some wine. It looks delicious and my little boy thinks he's a bit of a wine connoisseur. And don't worry about my baby wetting your lovely furniture. Like I promised, we brought his diaper bag with us and later, I'll teach you how to properly change my diaper boy. By the way, he loves the attention he gets from pretty girls like you when his soggy diapers are changed. And with your boobies looking like they are right now in that skimpy top, I know he'll have a little(actually big) surprise for you, won't you honey?”