I am Diaper

• Published:August 13th, 2008
• Comments:No Comment

Because my conscious moments are so fleeting, I’m sometimes confused as to whether I’m really awake or  dreaming. In lucid moments I can feel the hands that lift my diapered body, can feel the hot pee and poop and smell the old sperm on my damp padding. And though I must sleep through the darkness which is the consuming part of my existence, the times when I get to see and bathe in the light are so few and so short, that I wonder if they really happened at all. My life as a diaper fills me with sadness. The only consolation is that my dreams are sadder.