The Fires Of Hell
by Diaper Sex Lover- Published:May 18th, 2010
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The captain shouts “Mayday, Mayday” as the aeroplane starts losing altitude. The engines are on fire. The passengers scream as their ears pop. All the overhead luggage spills out.
I am a diaper cloud, wafting above the glissening blue sea, with the sun warming my face. I spy something coming towards me. Suddenly the wing of the flaming plane catches the side of me and I am pulled from my lofty perch and dragged down. Through the windows I can see both panic and prayers. The engine fire catches my diaper body and I too am burning. Turning away to face the fast approaching sea, in the depths I can see God smiling.
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