From my (very) limited view of the world, I can now ID a porn models pussy, more or less instantly, from the moment she opens her legs to put me on. And they all bare the mark of porn. The Tramp Stamp.
I am so very tired and weary of my life, trapped in the body of a diaper. My choices are not mine. I can do nothing but hope that at some point I’ll be opened up, and catch a fleeting glimpse of the world beyond mine. And yet I am not blessed with memory for the beautiful things. Only the shit that is mine. Whenever I ask God who am I, he tells me that my life function is all. But I struggle to accept that. And the more I struggle, the more he baits me, throwing me deeper and deeper into the darkness. Is this how I shall be saved?
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The feeling of doom, as if all the wind has been sucked out and you can feel yourself dropping over the edge into the abyss. That’s how I feel right now. Hot, dark and smelly, well, nothing new there. But it is a very particular smell. The stench of something rotting. And dead. There is the sensation of something warm, wet and kind of sticky against me. I cannot breathe. I’m finally opened to the smiling face of a nurse. Looking back, I see an old man with weeping bed sores. We both prey for death.
I wonder if, as a diaper, I am made in his likeness? Maybe we do actually look the same. Except of course that he’d be God.
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Girl/Girl….that is two chicks doing the do to/with each other….but in diapers.At some point they are both sitting on me rubbing their disgusting cunts on my padded body. They then pull each other’s cunt lips apart (why?) and give me a view only a butcher could appreiciate. Some sort of whitish gunk starts comming out of one of them. In a perfect world, it would be snowing.
Sometimes in my darkest moments I try and cheer myself up by imagining that I have a child. I don’t know if “it” is human, but I only hope he is not a diaper, following in his fathers footsteps. When he was a baby, how happily I could diaper him, and then again, when he’s very old.
In the darkness I could only smell. Something I’m not quite sure what…but it does kind of remind me of the smell of cat! Yes, I can feel hairs all over me.And I seem to be lying in some sort of flat container.Next thing I feel are soft paws. I suddenly wake up to find myself staring up at a cats arse. I don’t understand.But as I see the shit appearing, I realise that I’m being used in the cat litter tray. From suffering one type of pussy to another one. How much lower can I go?
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It’s so hot and claustriphobic in here, I can barely stand it. It smells of cheap perfume and cheaper cunt. A cock is pressing up againgst the outside of me. I can hear someone crying. After what feels like an eternity of suffering, the smell of hot piss fills my small enclosure. The crying gets louder. And only when the sound fills my ears do I realize, that it’s me, crying from my very soul for all the unendourable that I endour.
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Woken from my diaper slumber today by being opened up by the video lights hurting my eyes. Looking that way I’m faced with an ugly cunt with lips like a Lancaster Bombers bomb doors, and then looking the other way, another ugly cunt (a guys face) about to descend. His eyes are popping out of his fugly mug, and soon I can feel the stubble, as I look up his nose. Sweet Jesup, he spits into the chick. Some falls on me. I can see bits of food in it. And so starts another day in Hell.
I dream that I’m on a ship in a storm. The ship is sinking. People are running around like crazed rats. The water starts to spill onto the deck. I shout but my voice is lost in the wind. I must find a life boat. But then I look down and see that I am a diaper. I am immobile. The icey water creeps towards me. With all my might I will mysef to move but to no avail. The water touches my padding and starts slowly being absorbed. Its coldness tingles. The next wave takes me off the deck and into the heaving sea. And then I am sinking. Falling into the darkness. And for a fleeting moment the sadness is lifted.
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