
I can feel the weigth of the other diapers above me. We are stacked in the storage cupboard awaiting our turn, like gladiators waiting to go into the arena. Russell would be proud.
And the last thing I see is a huge ass coming towards me. And the very last thing I glimpse is a huge white-headed zit. So when the work starts and I feel something wet and warm, I am tortured as to whether it’s cunt juice, sperm, gel or pus.

The model is waving to me. I am dreaming of work.
Oh no!
Wake up! Wake up!.
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Awoken to the sound of slurping. Peeking up I spy the girl sucking hard on a huge cock, I feel nothing. I just don’t care. I try to sleep again but just as the sounds have finally faded away, the model rains warm sperm down onto me.
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A warm hand is stroking annd caressing me, softly
rubbing my tired body, Somebody cares, Somebody loves me., Then I hear a moaning sound and gradually realize that the male model is rubbing the girls cunt through the diaper. All love is an illustion.
Jesus will return to avenge those who have sinned againgst me.

The model seemed shy, Somehow almost reluctant to put me on, I really don’t mind, I understand, But the photographer is having non of it and shouts at her. She say that this work is perverted and not what she understood would be the job, I close my eyes. Later she is wearing me and being fucked, Her hot tears fall,

I just saw a video of J-Lo shaking her ass,,.. and so I thought….hmmmm…

Robbie Williams is playing on the radio. Someone should help his career by stuffing a diaper into his mouth.
Dreamt that I was a diaper made of….metal! And the inside was lined with sharp spikes. The belt was made of rusty razor blades. The model quaked in fear. I prayed for tightness. And through the screams, the flow of warm blood washing away my sins.