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Everything hurts. My eyes sting from the photo flashes and cunt juice. My diaper body is ripped on one side. A huge dildo presses againgst me. My nose is assaulted by the smell of said juice. This is my cross.

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.
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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.


Robbie Williams is playing on the radio. Someone should help his career by stuffing a diaper into his mouth.
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A sex toy flashes in and out of her cunt. It’s polished surface covered in some sort of creamy gunk. I get ready. She holds her breathe for the longest time. And with a muted, clenched teeth scream, she pulls out. I hold out everything as cunt juice rains down on me.
Long pretty fingers are stoking a pert little cunt inside my diapered body. I can smell it. And though life should be pretty damn good at this point….I’m filled with sadness and self loathing. How I wish it would just end.
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I feel dizzy as the model wiggles her ass this way and that. I spy a jar of vasaline. My side is opened and a throbbing red cock nudges againgsth the models’ puckered ass hole. With a gentle push, it eases in. The girl gasps and the guy grunts. She then slowly starts to ride the cock. I see everything as the light streams in through the sides of my opened diaper body. I look away and down in shame. Suddenly there’s some animated talking. Seconds later another cok appears, glissening, and in a single smooth and practiced stroke, inserts itself into the ass beside the other cock. Double anal! Both start fucking her violently. She screams. I can see blood. This is my “Jesus on the cross” moment.
I can see the TV from here. The model is sitting with her legs up on the sofa. I am watching Celebrity Big Brother. I can hear her eating crisps. Bits fall onto me. The program is absolute shit. She farts and burps.
I dreamt that my mother was singing me to sleep, as her gentle touch caressed me. I awoke in the dark. Somewhere I could here the drone of voices from a distant TV. After some time, it got switched off and someone closed a door. I am alone.