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The Met Gala was a whirlwind of glamour and chaos. The red carpet was a sea of flashing cameras and eager photographers. I stood there in my silver mermaid gown, the cool fabric shimmering under the bright lights. My silver flowers in my hair added a touch of whimsy to the futuristic look. You, in your silver suit, looked like a god among men. The photographers loved us, snapping pictures as if we were A-listers.
You leaned in, your breath hot on my ear, and I thought you were going to give me a sexy bite. Instead, you whispered, “I had an accident.” My eyes widened, but I kept my composure. “It’s okay,” I reassured you, my voice steady despite the chaos inside me. “Let’s get inside.” Once we were in, we ran into an old friend who quickly understood the situation. She led us to the washroom, her eyes sparkling with amusement. The changing table was tiny, barely big enough to sit on, let alone hold a grown man. You looked at me, a mix of embarrassment and relief in your eyes. “I can’t believe this is happening,” you muttered,
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your voice low. “Shh, it’s okay,” I soothed, turning to our friend. “Can you hold him up for me?” She nodded, standing by your head, her hands gently holding your torso up. I knelt down, my heart pounding in my chest. The diaper was a mess, the smell pungent. I took a wipe and began to clean you, running it up and down your butt crack. You squirmed, your face flushed with embarrassment. “I’m sorry,” you whispered, your voice barely audible.
“Don’t be,” I replied, my voice steady. “It’s just a part of what we do.” I finished cleaning you, then applied a generous amount of warm cream, rubbing it all over your butt. I sprinkled some powder on your cock and balls, making sure you were fresh and clean. Once the diaper was on, I stood up, my pussy already wet with anticipation. I straddled you, my pussy rubbing against your diaper. You groaned, your eyes fluttering closed. “Fuck, that feels good,” you moaned, your hands gripping my hips. I grinded against you, my pussy slick and wet. I could feel your dick hardening, pressing against the diaper. I leaned down, my lips capturing yours in a passionate kiss. You kissed me back, your tongue exploring my mouth.
I continued to grind against you, as you moaned, your body tensing, your cum soaking through the diaper.
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