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  "NO, honey. This is your life now and from now on. You have to accept that. I'm not going to decide otherwise and that's-that." Marlina said to her husband as he struggled to find a way to get out of the infant-style onesie he wore.

 The ends of the sleeves were closed, and inside the sleeves his hands were securely bound in thickly-padded institutional-grade restraint mittens to utterly prevent any use of his fingers whatsoever. Under the onesie he wore a seemingly impossibly-thick diaper under heavy terrycloth coverpants that together made him waddle instead of walk, infuriating him and humiliating him at the same time. 

 "I'm an adult! I have rights! You can't do this to me!" He yelled, and as he shifted his stance the rustle of the diaper reached his ears despite the coverpants, the bulk between his legs and at his bottom reminded him of themselves with every motion no matter how small. 

 "Honey, we live in a Consenting-Nonconsent jurisdiction. You never filed a pre-emptive attestation, so you left the door for this wide open. After your last misadventure, I decided I had to take steps to keep you out of trouble. Frankly-speaking, I have had enough of the expense and legal trouble you've dragged into our lives on a continuing basis. So, it was either leave you....or this. I chose to accept the responsibility of becoming your Mommy-Wife, you should be grateful." Marlina said in a low, serious tone, stiffening her spine to stand a little bit taller than her six-foot three height versus Pasquale's four-foot nine frame. Pasquale went quiet as her words hit home.

 "Then there's the issue of your diet which is atrocious. So, from now on, your diet will be based around how babies are fed..." Marlina said, removing her top and exposing her 38-J cup breasts in a heavy nursing bra of densely thick lace. 

 "No....you aren't serious..." Pasquale said, his expression a contested mingling of shock, arousal, desirand several other emotions colliding in the center of his mind.

 "I am absolutely serious. I'm your Mommy-Wife now, and that means I will be breastfeeding you. You will get solid foods, but I will feed them to you. You have no choice in your diet, and you will accept my decisions as you have no option otherwise. As your Mommy-Wife, I have had you stripped of all your legal rights and freedoms that an adult enjoys. You handled them so horribly that one look at your record and the review judges signed off on my application without blinking. On the bright side, my doing so annulled your upcoming court cases. Your record and all charges are suspended and anulled. So, again, you should be damned grateful." Marlina said, watching his face start crumpling as he resisted the urge to start crying from being overwhelmed emotionally and psychologically. She went to him, embracing him despite his momentary struggle against her, then felt him relax against her, his shoulders hitching as he buried his face deeply between her breasts, sobbing as she comforted him.

 "It's alright now. You're safe and have nothing to worry about anymore. All that scary stuff you stirred up and caught yourself up in is done with. Also, you will never be going back to your office. That ball-breaking cunt who has been making your life hell won't ever have another chance at you. I spoke with my business partners, we bought the company, and I transferred to the most anti-west, forsaken hellhole we have a subsidiary in. Right now, you forget about all that. All you should be focussing on is that your Mommy-Wife loves you, and is going to make sure you're safe and cared-for." Marlina said in a soothing Maternal tone as she stroked his hair and rubbed his back, hearing him grunt softly in surprise as he tensed up.

 "When you came home so drunk that I called the EMT's I also called in a specialist a friend told me about. When I was sure you'd just sleep it off, I had her perform some hypnotic conditioning on you. You need to know that it's self-reinforcing, the more you fight and try to resist the stronger and deeper it gets. You're feeling like you need to go tinkle?" She asked, and he nodded into her cleavage.

 "I know you're obviously resisting the urgency to go tinkle, and that activates the conditioning. The more you resist, the stronger the sense of urgency gets and the more your bladder control is undermined as well. The same goes for your bottom also. I don't want you trying to hold things and maybe damaging yourself internally, so I made certain you simply can not do so. You'll get used to it and to being back in diapers sweetheart, but I know it's going to be rough for you at the start." Marlina said comfortingly as she felt his sobbing again, and a shiver run through him as he tensed in surprise with a startled sound. as she again rubbed his back to comfort him.

 "It's alright, sweetheart. I put you back to diapers for a reason and I expect you to use them. I know you feel otherwise but there's nothing to be ashamed of or feel bad about. You might worry about maybe I'll get angry or frustrated about it, but that's simply not the case. I knew very well what I was taking on when I filed as your Mommy-Wife. You're also going to have to accept diaper-checks. I am not going to ask you about the condition of your diaper, I am just going to check it properly and responsibly to make sure I know if you need to be changed. By the way, it's time for your feeding, so let's go into the livingroom and then we'll be comfortable, okay? The conditioning I had done on you also re-activated your suckling reflex, so just go with it and everything will be fine" She told him and began heading to the livingroom, keeping him close under her arm, snuggled as close as possible as she smiled at the sound of his diaper rustling and happily anticipating the future as a Mommy-Wife.