It was finally here, the day Sandy had waited
for all her life. Today she would marry the man of her dreams.
Steve and Sandy had met 3 years earlier at another wedding, the
wedding of Sandy's best Friend and now Maid of Honor, Michelle and
her husband, Mark. Mark and Steve were college roommates and Steve
was Mark's best man. Sandy was Michelle's Maid of honor, just as the
two had promised when they were 12. At Mark and Michelle's wedding
reception, Steve and Sandy danced every dance together and many of
the guests had wondered who was more in love, the bride and
groom or the couple who had just met.
Well, today was Sandy's turn to walk down the aisle and she was
never so nervious. Not about getting married but about what she
would be wearing under her dress. You see, Sandy wore diapers, adult
ones. Not because she had to, but because she liked to. She had been
wearing them for years and years and only Michelle knew because she
and Michelle both wore them. It started out as a game for them when
they were little girls playing house. They would each take turns
being the mommy and the baby but to really play baby, one must have
a diaper to change.
Michelle used to sneak diapers from her baby brother's changing
table everyday and hide them until the girls got together to play,
then they would take turns diapering each other. This went on for
many years and continued even today, Sandy's wedding day.
The bride room was alive with excitement. All the brides maids were
so excited for Sandy and Steve. Sandy's mother stood behind her
gazing into the full length mirror at her daughter. "My little
baby is all grown up, seems like just yesterday when you were in
diapers." her mother said with a tear in her eye unaware
of just how right she was. Michelle snickered.
"Come on, Mrs. Smith, it is time for you to take your seat in
the church"; said Michelle as she gently led Sandy's mother
towards the door. "Ladies!" Michelle called to the brides
maids,"Can you give Sandy and I a moment alone, please?"
The room cleared leaving Sandy and Michelle alone for the first time
all morning. Michelle closed and locked the door as the last
of the brides maids left the room.
"Okay, Sandy. Are you ready to do this?"; Michelle asked.
"Yes, I am." Sandy replied
"Well, let's see, you have your something old, the antique
diamond ring Steve gave you. Your something blue is the garter
around your leg, and your something borrowed is the hanky from your
Grandmother. Now all you need is something new." Said
Michelle being as thorough as possible and walking to a duffle bag
hidden in the corner.
"Well, here is something new." she said while
pulling out a new white diaper from the bag. "Lay down and let
me put this on you so we can join the others."
Sandy gathered her dress up and slipped out of her panties then
layed down on a blanket that Michelle had just spread out on the
floor. Sandy raised her bottom and Michelle slipped the diaper under
her. Michelle powdered Sandy's bottom generously as she
had done many times in the past, then fastened the diaper around her
middle. "I have a little surprise for you. Sort of a wedding
gift" said Michelle as she pulled out a pair of pink,
plastic rhumba panties from the bag. "These should keep that
pretty dress of yours nice and dry all day." Sandy raised
her feet so Michelle could slip them on up over her diaper.
"They feel so good" said Sandy "Just like when we
were kids. Thank You." Sandy stood once more in
front of the full length mirror but this time she had her wedding
gown gathered up so she could she her new pink plastic rumba
The sound of organ music was growing louder from the church.
Michelle helped Sandy straighten her dress.. "Don't worry,
you'll do just fine and I'll tell you a little secret. I'm wearing
too." Michelle whispered into Sandy's ear as she leaned in to
kiss Sandy on the cheek.
The two women left the bride's room with bouquets in hand and joined
the others at the back of the church. The wedding march began to
play and one by one, the brides maids all made their way down the
aisle. What a picture perfect day. Sandy could see Steve's face
Light up as he saw her.
Michelle walked down the aisle just ahead of Sandy, smiling all the
way to the to the alter where both Steve and Mark were waiting. The
organ began to play even louder as Sandy started her trip down the
aisle on her father's arm. "You look so beautiful, my dear.
Like a shiny new penny." he whispered to her while trying to
smile while all those cameras were flashing and snapping at them.
Sandy's plastic pants and diaper crinkled as she slowly walked down
the aisle. She was sure that she was the only one that could
hear it and that Michelle was the only other person who was aware of
her little secret.
Sandy's father leaned his head slightly towards her. "What's
that strange rustling sound?" he asked doing his best to keep
his look ahead and look around at the same time.
"I think it is just my dress, Dad and all the slips and bustles
rubbing together. Don't worry, it is supposed to do that."
Sandy whispered back trying to keep a smile on her face while
talking and secretly hoping he would buy that.
They made their way to the alter where he raised her veil and gave
her a kiss on the cheek and whispered "I love you, You'll
always be my lil' girl." He wiped a tear from his eye and
took a seat next to Sandy's mother in the first church pew.
Sandy turned to Steve and smiled. They leaned in to give each other
a kiss and the ceremony began. The priest went on and on for what
seemed like hours and all the while Sandy stood there so utterly
happy. The only thing that could make this moment better for her was
if her diaper was wet, but could she do that in church? She half
listened to the father continue, she already knew what he was saying
because he had said it all at the rehearsall just a few days ago.
Her attention was on her very dry diaper and her new plastic rhumba
pants. "Would they really keep her diaper from leaking
all day?" she wondered. No other way to find out than to give
them a try and so she did.
The front of her diaper started to feel warm suddenly and the smile
on her face got a little bigger. "Ahhh, now that's
perfect." She thought to herself. Then she wondered whether she
would have time to change into a new diaper or back into her panties
before the reception. She was not planning on telling Steve
about her diapers on their wedding night, if ever. She thought about
it and fiqured that there would be plenty of time for a quick change
in the ladies room of the reception hall even if it were just back
into her regular old panties.
She turned her attention back to the ceremony just in time for the
"I do's."The priest pronounced them husband and wife.
Steve took her into his arms and the two shared a very passionate
kiss as family and friends in attendance watched and "ohhhed."
Then applause broke out and the happy newlyweds bounded down the
aisle towards the door. Michelle and Mark followed and then the rest
of the wedding party and guests.
A great stretch limo awaited the bride and groom just outside the
church doors. Steve and Sandy climbed inside. Mark jumped in too.
"Where's Michelle?" Sandy asked.
"She said she had to go get a duffle bag from the bride's room
before we left." Mark told her. ";She said she didn't want
anyone else to take it by mistake or something and said you would
"Oh, yeah. Okay, we'll wait. That's fine." Sandy said a
little nerviously. She really didn't want anyone else to take THAT
bag because her panties were in it along with some more diapers
should she need them.
Michelle finally arrived with the bag in one hand and her bouquet in
the other. She hopped in the car and instructed the driver that it
was okay to go now.
"What took you so long?" Mark asked like a typical husband
as though his wife took too long in the bathroom.
"Just had to find a few things and Sandy's mom was there
helping to pick up after everyone." Michelle said as she made a
suttle motion to Sandy. "But every thing is fine, I got what I
needed and left as quickly as I could."
The four of them toasted with champagne in the back of the limo on
the way to the reception hall. This was the happiest day of their
lives and they were going to enjoy every minute of it that they
Once they arrived at the reception hall, Sandy made her excuses from
her new husband and pulled Michelle aside. "You won't believe
it. I did it, I did it, I actually wet my diaper during the
ceremony!" Sandy excitedly whispered to Michelle. "Now
quick, get me some wipes and my panties so I can change before the
rest of the guests get here."
"Sure, hang on. They should be in the bag." Michelle
grabbed the duffle bag and started to rummage thru it. She pulled
out a box of baby wipes and handed it to Sandy then continued to
look for the panties. "Uh oh, Sandy, I have some bad news. I
can't find your panties and you are wearing the last diaper. I had 3
with me for today but I wet mine earlier and had to change it."
Michelle told her diapered friend.
"What am I going to do? I can't stay the whole day in a wet
diaper and what if I have to use the bathroom?" Sandy said in a
very worried tone.
"Wait, you have a the rhumba pants on, just take off the diaper
and wear just them." Michelle suggested.
"I can't do that, I'll sweat too much in them." Sandy
"Well, unless you want me to ask to see if anyone has any spare
panties with them, I suggest you stay in the diaper, wet or
not." Michelle said in an almost joking tone that was lost due
to the heat of the situation.
"Oh God, I'll die if anyone notices. And what am I going to
tell Steve later on our Wedding night?" Sandy was about ready
"Look, it will be okay." Michelle continued
"Keep your dress bustled in the back and with all the music
from the band, no one will be able to hear the rustling of the
plastic pants or the diaper. Relax, it will be fine."
"But what about Steve?"Sandy asked again.
"Don't worry, when you get to the hotel, pull the shy bride
routine and tell him you want to change into your teddy in the
bathroom." Michelle explained "Then go in, take off your
dress, slip the plastic panties in your makeup bag and take off the
diaper. He'll never notice."
"Are you sure, Michelle?" Sandy said doubtedly
"Positive, He'll be so horny that all he will be thinking about
is getting his own clothes off and then your teddy. Don't worry,
he'll never suspect a thing."
The two friends returned to the reception area where their husbands
were waiting. "See Steve, what I tell ya, now that you're
married you'll be waiting outside the ladies room forever."
Mark said with a smirk on his face and a drink in his hand.
"Come on Gorgeous, let's go enjoy our party so we can cut out
of here early." Steve said to Sandy with a wink of his
Michelle looked at Sandy with an "I told you so"
look on her face and the four of them entered the now crowded
Hours had passed but the party lasted. Sandy had wet her
diaper several more times out of desperation and it was now very wet
and swollen. Wearing a wet diaper all day was usually
someithing Sandy did for fun but this time she didn't have a choice.
She either had to wear it or go without anything on under her gown.
The thought of being forced to wear diapers was both humiliating and
exciting at the same time.
The band leader announced it was time for the traditional tossing of
the bouquet and garter. Sandy stood at the head of the dance floor
with her back to the crowd and tossed the bouquet over her shoulder
to all the single ladies hoping that they might be the next to
Then a chair was pulled out to the middle of the dance floor and the
band leader motioned to Sandy to come and take a seat. Steve knelt
down and lifted the hem of Sandy's dress to above her knee. He put
his hands around her ankle and slowly moved them up her leg. The
silkiness of her thigh high stockings made him excited so he played
it up for the crowd for laughs. His hands grew closer and closer to
the spot where the garter was around her leg. Seeing how many laughs
he was getting from their friends, Steve pretended that he hadn't
found the garter, like it had somehow travelled further up under the
dress. He slid his hands further up her leg until he felt
something....something different. It wasn't silky and smooth like
Sandy's other panties. It was soft but rubbery. "What could
this be?" he thought to himself and in another attempt at
humor mixed with curiosity, he lifted Sandy's skirt and tossed it
over his head to take a peak. The party guests roared with laughter.
Steve saw the pink plastic rhumba panties that Sandy was wearing
under her gown. He touched them again then slide his finger in one
of the leg holes and felt the smooth plastic covering of Sandy's
disposable diaper that was now swollen to it's maximum absorption
point. Surely it would have already leaked if not for the plastic
panties that Sandy was wearing over it. He pinched at the plastic
covered diaper then carefully found the leg opening of the wet,
swollen diaper. He pulled at the elastic leg opening and slid
his finger inside and felt the inside of Sandy's warm wet diaper.
He brushed his finger gently across her vagina. Realising that
he was sitll being watched by the crowd of guests, he pulled his
hand back out of Sandy's plastic panties.
He slid his hands back down to the garter on Sandy's leg and started
sliding it down her leg, over her knee, delicately slipping it down
her shin, over her ankle and eventually off the end of her foot. He
emerged from under her skirt victoriously with his prize in hand, he
stood and threw his arms up over his head. The crowd
Sandy stood up and raced out of the hall. Steve wanted to go to her
but was pulled in the other direction by a group of single men
waiting to try their hand at catching the carter.
Sandy raced for the ladies room once again, this time she was
followed by her mother and maidren of honor, Michelle. As they
entered the bathroom, Sandy sat down on one of the large chairs in
the lounge area and started sobbing. "Men can be such
pigs." Sandy's mother snapped. "Take a wonderful day, such
as this, and turn it into something dirty with their child-like
behavior. Why I remember once...."
Sandy interupted her mother mid sentence. "It's not Steve's
fault, Mother, it's mine.!" Sandy began sobbing harder.
Michelle reached for a box of tissues on the vanity and offered some
to Sandy. "Oh honey, if it's anybody's fault, it's mine. I
talked you into it, and who is the one who gave you them as a
wedding present, not to mention, I was the one who got you to start
doing it all those years ago. So you see, if it's anyone's fault,
its mine. Can you forgive me?"
Sandy stretched out her arms to give Michelle a hug and her
forgiveness. "You're right, it is all your fault." Sandy
said while laughing through her tears.
"Wait a minute, how can any of this be Your fault Michelle? Am
I missing something here?"questioned Sandy's mother a bit more
confused than before.
The ladies room door swung open and Steve entered. Michelle took
Mrs. Smith's hand and led her towards the door. "Let's give
them a moment alone, they have a lot to talk about." said
Michelle as she led Mrs. Smith back to the reception hall. Sandy
heard Michelle saying to her mother "Do you remember when Sandy
and I were kids and we used to...." as the door closed behind
"Is everything okay?" Steve asked of his tear streaked
bride. Sandy wiped away the tears in her eyes with the now wadded up
tissues that Michelle had given her earlier
"You tell me. Do you think everything is alright."
Sandy said in a quivering voice.
"Sweet heart" Steve said as he slowly walked toward her.
"Why wouldn't everything be alright?" He was either in
denial or hoping Sandy would confess to him about the diapers.
"I know you saw them, Steve. I could feel you touching them,
touching ME. Admit it, You saw what I was wearing, didn't you?"
Sandy said as if she was mad at him for playing dumb.
"Well of course I saw them, Sandy. I'm not blind, just in
love." he said with a grin on his face. "But I don't
understand, you never wore diapers before, I mean, you did...as a
baby I'm sure but why now? Why on our wedding day?"
Sandy looked down at where her feet would be if they were not under
her long gown. She spoke very softly "Well, you see...it's
really...well, Michelle talked me into it." Steve
walked a bit closer so he could hear her better, gently raised her
chin with his finger and gazed into her eyes.
"It's okay, honey, I love you and I always will,"
Steve said as he lost himself in her pure blue eyes that were all
puffy from crying. "But sweety, that diaper is awful wet. I
don't think it will last until the end of the reception, do
"Well, probably not, it is kind of full." Sandy said
looking lovingly back into his caring green eyes. "But I don't
have another and my panties are missing."
"Hey, we can deal with that. Wait here. I'll be back in a
flash." said Steve as he left the ladies room. Sandy
waited for her beloved while it seemed every woman from the
reception came and went in and out of the ladies room. Finally,
Steve returned with a large brown bag. He made sure the room was
empty of everyone but himself and his wet bottomed bride. Once he
was sure they were alone, he locked the door.
"I have the answer to your problem right here my love."
Steve unfolded the top of the brown paper bag and pulled out a
bottle of baby powder, some diaper rash cream, baby wipes and a new
package of adult disposalbe diapers. "There is a pharmacy just
down the street, I ran down there and got you these."
Sandy wasn't sure whether to be happy or sad. She would be glad to
get out of that wet diaper after all this time, but did she really
want to put on another diaper now? "Honey, you couldn't find
any panties for me?"
" I didn't even look for them. I kind of like the idea of my
bride also being my baby." Steve said as he tore open the
package of diapers. "Now lay down right here and let DADDY
Sandy smiled as Steve said the words "Baby" and
"DADDY." For all these years, she had only ever had
Michelle change her diapers and now in one day she got both a
husband and a new Daddy to change her diapers for her. She gathered
up her dress as she had done with Michelle earlier that morning, and
laid down on the floor.
"I have one more little surprise for you, sweety."
Steve reached into the bag and pulled out a pacifier. "If you
want to wear diapers and be MY baby, you will have to use this
too." At this point Sandy would have done anything to get
out of that wet diaper, so she opened her mouth and let Steve put
the binki in for her. "And one more thing," Steve
said while looking into the bag, "For the rest of the
reception, I want you to use this too." Steve pulled a baby
bottle out of the bag and handed it to his baby girl.
Again, Sandy felt as though she couldn't refuse or else she may
never have gotten out of that nearly overflowing diaper. From behind
the pacifier, Sandy muffled "Okay."
Sandy raised her bottom off the floor slightly so that Steve could
slide her pink plastic panties down and off of her going as slowly
and gently as he did with the garter. Then he loosened the tapes
that held her swollen diaper on her. The diaper was so full that the
material beneath the tapes looked as though it had been stretched.
Steve pulled down the front of the diaper and layed it between
Sandy's knee's that were slightly bent and turned outward.
He grabbed hold of the wipes and began wiping Sandy's diaper area.
"Hmm-mmm, Just what I was afraid of."
"What's wrong, Steve? Have I gotten a rash?" Sandy
asked straining her neck in a failed attempt to see what Steve was
talking about still maintaing to keep the pacifier in her mouth.
"It doesn't look like any baby's bottom I've ever seen."
Steve replied, then he turned back to the bag and brought out a
package of razors and some shaving gel. "Something must be done
about this" He tore open the razors with his teeth and
spread the shaving gel all over Sandy's now Un-diapered area.
Steve worked and worked and after some time, cleaned her again with
baby wipes and announced "There, clean enough to eat off
of." trying to sound like some floor cleaner ad from TV.
"Now let's get you into a fresh diaper, baby"
Sandy raised her bottom off the floor as Steve slid the old diaper
out and the new, clean diaper back under her. He opened the diaper
rash cream and spread it over her freshly shaved vagina "This
should help keep it from itching." Then he powdered her
as well. "Don't you just love the way this smells?"
He slowly started to raise the front on the diaper when he noticed
Sandy's hand moving towards the freshly powdered part of her body.
"Oh, does baby want to see what it feels like to be shaved down
Sandy had never shaved so much of her bikini line off before and to
have it ALL gone now was very intriging. She shook her head yes and
put her hand down there. It felt soft and smooth and wonderful.
"We'll have more time for that later sweety, but for now, we
have guests waiting." Steve said as he pulled Sandy's hand away
and brought the diaper up around her.
His diapering techinque was different than Michelle's but so must be
the technique of a real mother and father. Steve fastened the diaper
much more firmly around her than Michelle had ever done and Sandy
liked this. She could feel it touching her now bald vagina and she
liked it. It was very arousing.
Steve grabbed hold of the pink plastic panties again and said
"Here, better put these back on too, We have a lot of drinking
and dancing yet to do and I don't want baby's diaper to leak."
Sandy lifted her feet as Steve put the panties back on her. He
slowly made his way back up over her legs and then over her diaper.
He helped her to her feet. "Come on, Baby! Our guests are
waiting." he gathered up the dirty diaper and wipes,
tossed them in the trash and put the rest of his purchases back in
the brown bag "Better hang onto these for later. We might be
needing them again." he smirked as he put the bag under
one arm unlocked and opened the door for Sandy "After you, My
Sandy walked out of the ladies room and now Steve could hear the
rustling of her diaper under her gown. "Sounds like music to my
ears." he said smuggly as they returned to the banquet.