Chapter #4All hail The Poopy Diaper Gods by: tallwriter   The planet Earth is amazing, housing so much life, from the birds of the sky, the fish of sea, even the grass of the land; but nothing can quite compare to that of the giants that populate the surface. Long before man have the giant infants stood, they look like babies, even act like babies, and maybe they are, but to all mankind they are gods.
Early man were the first to worship them, they followed in their shadows for safety as no predator could stand against the might of the giants. To them, the babies were protectors, and in thanks, they served them.
Time moved on and more giants populated the land each one of them born from a small mother and growing to giant sizes in less then a day. Now some times the babies shrink down in a few years becoming regular people but most stayed as giant babies refusing to grow.
Around the time of Rome a philosopher of sorts started to preach that these giants were not gods but humans not to be worshiped, people believed him for a short time, but changed their minds as he was soon drowned in a lake of pee from one of the giants. Rome it self fell not long after, being brought down to rubble in a matter of hours after the giants dropped their soiled diapers on it.
All that remains of the Roman Empire is a mountain made of dirty diapers, everyone is told this as a warning to dare not defy the gods or else they will punish you. Many civilizations were built since then, all ruined now by the giants.
Modern day, not like the one you would know as their are no large buildings, no huge cities as after thousands of years with babies ruining them the people thought that building such things only anger the gods. All they build now was for the gods, giant cribs, giant diapers, giant toys as most people only lived to serve their gods. There are a small number who do not see them as gods but monsters or simply confused people but they are usually caught and brought to one of the gods to be used by them, but to most they were gods and being picked by one is the greatest honour.
Where in our world New York would stand there was mountains of giant used diapers was but small huts that people live in, giant blocks and animal like toys, along with a giant crib where the giant god Julia was sleeping. Standing on the side of the crib were a large group of people bowing down as one stood saying out loud
''Great one, we present ourselves to your might!'' this got a reply of shorts as Julia snorted and let out a hot fart onto them blowing most of them away. The ones they manage to stay on were picked up by the now awake baby who shoved them in her diaper, this was the happiest moment of their lives before it was snuffed out by a really large poop.
Julia sat on the crib sticking her bottom out over it as she grunted, letting out another wet fart as her diaper started sagging now hanging close to the ground, many gather under it to touch it and bow to it, soon the straps of her diaper snapped and crushed them under it.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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