The Lord is my shepherd: I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in white diapers, he leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my pads: he leadeth me in the paths of diaperness for his name’s sake,
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of porn, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me, thy dildo and butt plug they comfort me.
Thou preparest a video before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointed my head with piss; my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.
- Published:September 24th, 2008
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Was diapering a model yesterday who was then using a vibrator through my open body. As there was only the smallest opening, I couldn’t really see anything of the world outside. So I retreated into my own. I found myself watching a pubic hair that had become stuck to the stickness of the toy. Up and down, in and out it went, unable to do anything. It made me think of the futility of it all. People join www.diapersexvideos.com to look at diapers, and yet why I am I treated with such distain. Just used and thrown away. I give happiness and pleasure. But know one cares about my happiness. Why can’t they share the love? At that point she squirted some disgusting cunt juice all over me. The hair was gone. And I knew that in a few moments I would be too.
- Published:September 19th, 2008
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Once I woke in a garbage dump. I must of been lying in an open bag or container or something. I could see other diapers lying around me. And I could see the sky. Seagulls flew about me. A gentle breeze blew rustling the rubbish about me. It must of smelt pretty bad, but I wasn’t aware of it. Just the sensation of the sun on my diapered face. Man, it was heaven. I felt the tears coming, welling up in my grateful eyes. I wanted to say “Thankyou”. But the thought had barely crossed me mind, when the lid came down, and through all the screams I realised I was in a crusher. Goodbye cruel world.
- Published:September 17th, 2008
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Another day, another shoot for www.diapersexvideos.com. Found myself face to face with a cock jamming itself into some tight shaven cunt. As it moved in and out, the little asshole moved in unison, but up and down. And I could see a little piece of poop making its way out. Just what I fucking need. A couple of hard strokes and the shit fell, just missing my eye. Then the guy pulls out and sperms all over me, so I’m blinded anyway. My life sucks.
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- Published:September 14th, 2008
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I’m told that God’s love is universal and given to all. It’s not true. For the eternity I’ve spent embodying the diapers used in sex videos, I have never once experienced his love. Only suffering. I want to beleive. I want to love him. But with every shit, every piss and sperm bath, with all the perversions heaped on me, I can only push him further away, as he does me. And yet, and yet, in my moments of utter despair and darkness, why do I find myself praying to him?
- Published:August 31st, 2008
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Damn. I knew what was coming when the chick took off her panties in order to get me, her diaper, on. Caught a glimse out the very corner of my eye. Lesser diaper eyes would have just seen a pair of panties being thrown to the floor. I know the truth is out there. I can see the big picture. And quite frankly it depresses me. I try and compose myself. But the fleeting sight of that brown skid mark has me all undone. Dear Lord, what have I done? How have I offended you? That you should let me fall so far? I want to believe.
Dreamt I was a cloud. Fluffy and sparkling white. Like in an ad for something clean and fresh. Like a new diaper. Something beautiful. I could feel the breeze. I passed other clouds. We were all smiling. Looking up the blue sky beckoned. But looking down, well, there was just nothingless nothing. I didn’t care. I could feel God beside me. My eyes brimmed with tears. I am loved.
Once in a dream, or I think I was dreaming, I asked God: Why a diaper? And why me? He said that basically there were a limited number of choices. Tampon, dental floss, butt plug, nasal hair remover, anal lube or diaper-only-used-in-sex. Of course he wasn’t exactly too forthcoming about the fine print, you know, the nitty-gritty. Sometime later after I gone down the diaper route, I tried to strike a conversation with a butt plug, only to find we didn’t speak the same language. Like the Tower of Babel, I guess God was afraid of what we might do if we ever reached him. Fucker.
Awoke to breifly catch a glimse of a computer screen showing sexy babes in diapers. The hairy hands tell me it’s I’m being folded round a guy. I’m feeling pretty snug here. But I’m not the only one here! Man, this thing starts pushing up and out…Dear lord, his fucking dick. It’s dark and hot, hair everywhere and now this. Get the fuck outta this diaper! Finaly some light and fresh air. Oh no. It’s the hairy hand come to play. Pulls back the foreskin and the smell could knock out a battalion at 1000 meters. I know this’ll end badly for me. I’m struggling to hold back those hot tears of shame.
When my diapered eyes where opened I just knew this would be bad. The dude is into Adult Baby and has just broken news of his to his chick. He spreads me out and I look into his eyes. He’s nervous as fuck. She looks at me with that familiar distain. He lays her on me. I see she has a hairy butthole. And genital warts. Darkness falls as they do e up. It’s unbearable hot and it stinks in here. I start to pray…
