I am Diaper

• Published:October 13th, 2008
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    It’s so hot and claustriphobic in here, I can barely stand it. It smells of cheap perfume and cheaper cunt. A cock is pressing up againgst the outside of me. I can hear someone crying. After what feels like an eternity of suffering, the smell of hot piss fills my small enclosure. The crying gets louder. And only when the sound fills my ears do I realize, that it’s me, crying from my very soul for all the unendourable that I endour.