I am Diaper

• Published:February 5th, 2009
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A boy/girl shoot today. As I was being put on the model, I felt a heavy dark cloud of depression creep over me. Pretty soon, as piss follows shit, all sorts of degrading and filthy acts, accompanied with their respective fluids and noises, were taking place within the confines of my soft body. In this darkness I suddenly found myself calling out to God. And he answered. In gentle and kind tones he told me that my suffering had purpose, and though I couldn’t see it now, all would become clear later. Just then the model started her moaning, which grew loader in proportion to my need to hear God’s voice. In the end, she won out, and I was left straining to hear….nothing.