I am Diaper

• Published:March 29th, 2009
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Woman: What kind of underwear do you like; boxers or briefs?

Man: depends….

• Published:March 27th, 2009
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I am told that there exist a web site where all the ordeals I have suffered are on display for all to see. To think of all those shameful videos flying around the world. All those people looking at me, fantasizing and then jerking off. The very idea fills me with shame.

• Published:March 24th, 2009
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The Noble Truth of Suffering is this: Birth is suffering, ageing is suffering, sickness is suffering, death is suffering; sorrows and lamentation, pain, grief and despair are suffering; association with the unpleasant is suffering, dissociation from the pleasant is suffering; not to get what one wants is suffering – in short, the five aggregates of attachment are suffering. Fuck that! And I thought I had it bad. 

• Published:March 21st, 2009
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God, you are great. You made the world and it’s good. Thank you for making it so beautiful, and we are sorry that we have spoiled it. Amen.

• Published:March 19th, 2009
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Someone opens me up and then places me on the head of a model. I am held tighly against her head and around her face. And then, as night follows day, a guy starts to violently fuck her in the mouth. She is gagging. I see tears streaming down her pretty face. He then grunts and shoots into her mouth. She splutters, gags and vomits. Welcome to my world.

• Published:March 16th, 2009
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I am told that there exist a web site where all the ordeals I have suffered are on display for all to see. To think of all those shameful videos flying around the world. All those people looking at me, fantasizing and then jerking off. The very idea fills me with shame.

• Published:March 1st, 2009
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The very tip of a very red and swollen cock is pointing directly at me, a real here and now threat if ever there was one. I’m sure that at this point someone steps forwards and offers me a blindfold, which I, in my valor, should refuse. My white padding will be torn away to reveal my heart. The soldiers take aim. Fire! And I die again from shame and filth.

• Published:February 26th, 2009
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If you really love someone, then you must be able to love enough to let them go. For as free as you found and then fell in love, then why trap them. No, always be prepared and able to either, keep things as they were when you found them, or at the very least, return them to that condition. If God really loves me, then he’ll know what to do. I just wish he’d hurry up with it.

• Published:January 31st, 2009
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Beautiful long fingers with perfectly manicured nails are opening a pair of wet and creamy pussy lips. I hear a sign and a moan.The fingers slip inside and start gently moving in and out. A lovely face comes into view and her tongue flicks at an engorged clitoris. Lipstick, lesbi diaper….Yeah! And yet….and yet….I feel nothing, but sadness and shame. These poor exploited girls. Forced through finacial circumstances to degrade themselves for the pleasure of those uncaring and unloved perverts. My chain of thought is broken when the girl showers me with some sort of creamy gunky juice.

• Published:August 28th, 2008
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Working for www.diapersexvideo.com is not the walk in the park you might imagine. Often-times the models aren’t too bright and try to put me on backwards. Then they can’t follow simple instructions, only given 10 seconds ago, as to how to do up the diaper.
How the guy holding the camera copes God only knows, cause I know I feel pretty depressed. When it’s all over, and I’m lying in the trash looking up at the ceiling, I long to tell someone, anyone. I’ve seen things you wouldn’t believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tanhauser gate. All those moments will be lost in time like tears in the rain. And then the assistant closes the trash bag and darkness falls and all is gone. Time to die.