I am Diaper

• Published:July 20th, 2009
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Fading in and out of consciousness, I gradually realize that I am lying on a cold floor. Moving my head, I can just make out a bucket and mop propped up nearby. When they catch me looking at them, they refuse to meet my eye and look down sadly. I can see that the sides of my body are torn. Something must of happened, but I have no idea what. Flashes of light spill through from the next room. There is the slightest smell. The smell of piss. And something else, but I can’t quite place it. And then I see a pubic hair. What happened here?