You came home from a long business trip and walked into find our spare bedroom turned into a nursery. I've done some thinking lately sweetheart, more often than not, I act like your Mommy rather than your wife. So from now on, you're going to get to live as my carefree, helpless boy. I've thrown out all your boxers, and replaced them with thick diapers. I tell you all about the new rules you'll be living by and all the things you will be doing in your new diapers. I even tell you what happens when you are naughty and try to brat Mommy- a wooden hairbrush to your bare bottom and tummy medicine. So let's lay you down, snap on that onesie and start your new life as my boy!