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Annin's Titanic Pampers

Summary:

Remember the big lady from early Dragon Ball? Chi-Chi makes the mistake of angering her in the middle of her work, and ends up tormented by the giantess and her gigantic diaper.

"Ugh, where's all that racket coming from?" Chi-Chi said, clutching her head as she emerged from her doorway. A loud clattering had aroused her from her beauty sleep prematurely, and the scowl on her face and the dark circles under her eyes indicated that she wasn't very happy about it.

She looked towards the hills, and quickly identified a distant red-orange glow from which the din seemed to originate. Practically snarling as she did so, the sleep-deprived mother trudged her way towards the light so she could give them a piece of her mind.

As she trekked up the hill, the source of the sound came into view. It was an ancient looking forge or furnace of some sort, being attended to by an oddly-dressed woman with long black hair.

"Hey! Were you the one making all that noise?" Chi-Chi barked. Her temper could be as fiery as a furnace at the best of times, but now that she had been robbed of her required eight hours of sleep she was truly at the end of her rope.

"Oh? Hm, yes, I suppose I was," the woman said, not even looking up from her task.

"Well, cut it out! Some beautiful, very hard-working mothers are trying to rest!

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't do that," she said, continuing to face away from Chi-Chi as she fanned away at the furnace flames. "My job is incredibly important. I can't afford to be away from it for more than a single minute. As you can see, I've even neglected taking bathroom breaks."

"What are you talking ab-"

Chi-Chi angled her gaze downward, and the meaning behind Annin's words quickly became clear. Beneath the seat of her dress was the unmistakable bulge of a puffy diaper.

"Is that-"

Before Chi-Chi could properly express her shock, she was interrupted by a sudden slimy, sputtering sound like a mudslide had suddenly started sliding forward somewhere in the mountains. Its source was obvious to Chi-Chi, as she could both see the lumps beginning to form in the seat of the sagging garment beneath Annin's dress, and smell the awful aroma of filth that accompanied it.

Chi-Chi was left without any lingering doubt. This strange woman was relieving her bowels into her diaper right in front of her.

Chi-Chi aggressively fanned the stink of the woman's freshly loaded diaper away from her face.

"Are you serious!?" she bellowed, her voice shrill and nasily as her nose was pinched shut. "My kids don't even wear diapers anymore! And you're a grown woman, shitting yourself in front of a complete stranger! A complete stranger who, mind you, is already pretty pissed at you for waking her up!"

Chi-Chi took another glance at Annin's diaper before turning her head and gagging. The muddy squelching sound and the accompanying crinkles of her diaper being filled had not ceased, because Annin still wasn't finished messing herself. The lumpy protrusion jutting out from the hindquarters of her dress continued to visibly sag and swell, until there were finally several stinking softball-sized shits stewing in its seat.

"There's so much of it...ugh, I think I'm going to be sick! I've never seen anyone shit so much in my life! What the hell have you been eating? Well, whatever it is, you need to cut it out of your diet, because let me tell you, it isn't doing your waistline any favors either! Hey, can you hear me?"

Annin continued ignoring the increasingly red-faced woman to tend to the furnace. Chi-Chi's frustration boiled over, and compelled her to make a critical mistake.