Finishing up with Kylie

John hugged Kylie. "Did wetting that diaper really turn you on?"

"Yes," said Kylie softly.

"Good, you owe me a fuck," said John. Lose the diaper and bend over the table.

Kylie pulled away from John. She blushed as she slipped off diaper and let it drop on the floor. She bent over her makeup table and grabbed the edge.

John pulled down his pants and underwear. He walked up to Kyle and smacked her ass. "You like that, don't you, you kinky perverted slut?"

"Oh yessss!" said Kylie. "Fuck me!"

John smacked her ass again then slipped it in Kylie's wet cunt. He fucked away for a few moments and lubed up his cock. He leaned over Kylie. "Ever taken it up the ass, you freaky bitch?"

"No," said Kylie in a trembling and scared voice.

"What?" asked John. "I know you've been around the block a bunch of times even though you're only eighteen, but I guess you're going to get a new experience." He took out his dick and slipped into Kylie's tight, virgin anus.

Kylie squealed as John **** his cock further up into her. He slid it in and out.

Kylie stared to orgasm over and over as John smiled. He knew that everything that happened here was his doing, and Kylie was clueless that she was putty in his hands. He fucked her for several minutes the shot his load. He pulled out and grabbed Kylie by the shoulders. He spun her around and pushed her down to her knees. "Now, since I was kind enough to fuck you up your dirty, filthy poop shoot, you owe it to me to suck my cock clean. Do it, bitch!"

Kylie was sweating and panting. She looked up and swallowed hard. She then took John's cock into her mouth. John grabbed her head and **** her down on him. "Yep, you love taking a cock up the ass, and you love the taste of your own ass on a guy's cock, don't you?"

Kylie moaned and nodded a bit.

"That's so disgusting!" Said John, enjoying his humiliation of Kylie. "But you also get turned on by wetting diapers, so I guess it's to be expected."

Kylie finished sucking his cock clean and sat back, unable to look up at John.

"Put your diaper back on," said John. "Tomorrow I'm going to set up a press conference for you. I'll have another big, bulky diaper for your to wear. Wear it under a pair of tight pants and make sure the top of the diaper sticks up over the waistband of your pants. Wear a cropped top shirt. I'll have you a script. Read it word for word like it's your own writing. Got it?"

Kylie nodded.

The next day, Kylie met with the press at room in the hotel. She walked in. Her bulky diaper was bunched up under her pants and the waistband of the diaper stuck out. She took a seat behind a table set up with a microphone. She sat down as photographers and TV cameras captured it. She picked up a piece of paper and started to read. "I would like to apologize for my crass script yesterday. I do not think I'm better than anyone because I'm so rich. The truth is, that without my looks and family money, I'd be lucky to get a job at McDonald's. As you can tell, none of us Kardashian or Jenner women are not very smart. Now, I'm more smarter than Kendall and Kim. I mean, they're dumber than a bag of dead goldfish, but what do you expect when Kourtney is called 'the smart one.'

Now, to the diapers. After my eighteenth birthday, I became inconstinent. Shortly after my birthday party, I was very constipated then had angry anal sex with a bouncer in the alley outside a dance club. Ever since then, I cannot control my bladder. I am not ashamed though. I am going to embrace this by coming up with my own line of designer diapers for inconsinent adults and people into diaper fetish, which I also have. Thank you for your time. No questions." Kylie got up and left.

John watched from the back of the room and stifled his laugh. He had made Kylie make a total fool of herself; in fact, she had humiliated herself in front of the press. Now he wondered which of her moron, stuck up sisters to take down next. Should he go to the next oldest, Kendall, or the most famous, Kim?