No longer a man

My wife tolerates my wet diapers. She told me New Years Eve I needed to decide if I wanted to be a husband or a diaper wetting baby. I confessed I hate being an adult and want to be a big diaper baby boy . She told me ‘ Fine, but remember I made the decision’. Now she threw my underpants away and had her sister visit while I sat diapered and humiliated on the floor. She told me ‘ No more hiding my diapers’ .