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I never realized how much stronger she was until that day we were moving furniture. She just lifted the couch like it was nothing, and I struggled. After that, things… shifted. She started asking me to clean more, handle all the cooking. At first I thought she was just stressed from work, you know? So I did it. I didn't love scrubbing the bathroom toilet or making dinner every night, but I figured it was temporary. Then she started giving me a list of chores for the weekend, telling me exactly how she wanted things done. It wasn't a request anymore. She just expected it. I finally snapped last Tuesday. I was exhausted, and she told me I hadn't vacuumed properly under the sofa. I just lost it. I yelled that I wasn't her maid, that this wasn't what I signed up for. She got so quiet, and then she just looked at me with this calm, cold expression. She said, *"Well, you aren't my maid, but this IS your role now."* She told me she'd been thinking about it a lot since she realized how much stronger she was. She said it felt natural to her, that the stronger one leads, and the weaker one supports. That it just made sense for our relationship to reflect that reality. My stomach dropped. I thought she was going to tell me to get out, that we were done. I love her so much, the idea of losing her made me feel sick. I started apologizing, telling her I didn't mean it, that I'd do better. That I'd do whatever she told me to. I was just begging her not to leave, promising I'd do anything. She finally said we could make up, but there had to be a consequence for my outburst. She told me I'd thrown a tantrum, acted like a spoiled baby. And she said she sees me differently now, not as an equal partner, but as someone who needs guidance. Then she said it… *"Men who act like babies should be treated like babies."* My face went bright red. She told me my punishment was to wear a diaper for the next 24 hours. No arguments. I was so humiliated, but the thought of fighting it and losing her was worse. So I just let her put the diaper on me. It was actually pretty comfortable, and seeing how focused and careful she was while doing it… it felt kind of nice.