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The idea came to me when i was climbing mountains last summer: write the most epic diapered adventure ever. It starts off a bit slow, but you will see when it picks up.
--------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 1 Every muscle in my body ached as I grabbed onto the next stone. As I looked up I could almost see the top, still hidden by the midday sun. At this elevation, even polarized Oaklies couldn’t cut out the full glare of the sun. As my foot probed the ground for the next rock my mind slipped away, back home, and for one moment, I lost my concentration. The rock gave way under my feet and I slipped. I could slowly feel my weight shifting backwards, away from the rock face, as if everything were happening in slow motion. As my mind plummeted down the mountain I felt a firm grip pull me back to reality. “There enough room in space for me too?” Jackie teased. “Sorry,” I said, looking away embarrassed, “I just zoned out and, well..” “You almost plunged off the rock face again,” she replied coyly. I put my arm behind my head and turned around, now leaning against the rock, and looked out over the breathtaking vistas. “Not everyday you get a view like this,” I stated somberly. And what view it was. We’d been hiking since daybreak, starting at 4 thousand feet at base camp, and gradually making our way up the mountain all morning. Now well over two thirds of the way up the mountain, I was awestruck by the valley below. Mountains rose and fell like waves to what seemed like an eternity to both sides of us. Right now we were making our way close to the timberline, and the trees were beginning to thin out, revealing the full impact of the desert. While we sat at nine thousand feet we were amongst trees and cool air, while just beyond the foothills lie endless deserts. “Mesmerizing, isn’t it.” Jackie said, looking off into the distance. “The way the woods just seem to stop for the sand, and blend together.” She looked over at me. “Like the ying and yang of the southwest.” “That’s pretty deep for a cheerleader,” I said, teasing her. “Shut up! You know I’m not a cheerleader, not that i’d want to be one of the bronzed bimbos anyways.” Jackie was like that; she was collected and intelligent, yet spontaneous and energetic. And though she didn’t realize it, gorgeous. And the two weeks we’d already spent in the mountains had only made her better. Though she didn’t want to be a ‘bronzed bimbo’ she had an iridescent glow about her, and the freckles that now spotted her face only made her brilliant green eyes and sun touched dirty blonde hair pop out even more. And with a perfect figure, and yet still able to carry 60 pounds of gear, I knew she was one perfect 10 I’d never get. I was skinny, a little tan from the desert sun, and while her hair shined in the sun, my mane was greasy and matted to my head. After two weeks of wearing the same hat with no shower, I had the worst case of hat hair in my life! Still, even if I could get with her, I couldn’t ask out my best friend since kindergarten. I hung my head in shame, knowing I would be in the friend zone for all eternity. ‘You allright?” Jackie asked, shifting her gaze from the valley to me. I’d zoned out again. “Yeah, I’m fine, just thinking about things…” I said. “What kind of things?” she prodded. We both answered simultaneously “Important things.” Jackie laughed. “Aaron, you know I’ve known you for like over a decade, but you still keep everything bottled up. When am I finally gonna crack you?” she asked facetiously. “Well you’ll know when the time comes, but or now,” I said standing up again and putting my pack back on, “lets keep going before we lose the rest of the group.” “Allright,” she said, “I’ll drop it for now, but you’re going to have to open up sooner or later, and it might as well be to your best friend.” She slung her pack over her shoulder and one swoop and had hers secured in time to help me with mine. “Here, let me get that, you big baby,” she said, securing the cords. If only she knew. “There we go, that aughta have you nice and snug, now whatdoya say we climb us this mountain.” She said, smiling and sticking her tongue out a little. She started out ahead of me, testing the rock to see if it was safe and started going. As she walked ahead of me I couldn’t help but look at her bottom. Not that I wanted to imagine anything explicit or sexual, but I couldn’t help but imagine how she’d look in a diaper. Those cut freckles of hers, her glowing smile. I got butterflies in my tummy thinking about her crinkling, just hanging out in diapers, acting like we were little kids again. But that was another reason I could never ask her out; as my best friend I would feel obligated to tell her about my who I really was. Every time my heart raced with the idea, pangs in my stomach would start when I thought of her rejecting me. Thinking about it now, my stomach felt like it was about to cave in. “That is one monster stomach you got there!” Jackie exclaimed, turning around from ahead of me, “I can hear that sucker from up here!” She opened one of the side pockets of her backpack and fumbled around for a minute. “Here.” She said, tossing me a protein bar. “It’s my last one, but you can have it. We’re still a good hour, maybe two from lunch, and from the sounds of it, you really need it!” I unwrapped the bar and started eating it. Before I could say anything Jackie interjected. “No need to thank me, the omission of your gastrointestinal soundtrack will be enough. Oh, and I hoped you packed your diapers, because there aren’t any latrines at the top of this mountain!” She turned back around laughing at her own joke before she could notice me blush. This was going to be one long trip. --------------------------------------------------------- That was chapter one, more of a character introduction, the action probably wont start for another chapter. Comments? Suggestions? Please let me know what you think
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العالم العربي والاسلامى
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You did so many things right. It's refreshing after reading so many stories on this site that do so, so many things wrong.
1. You began with action, capturing readers' interest right away. 2. You subtly described the characters. No "I looked in the mirror and saw a skinny, tanned kid with matted black hair" in this story. Very nice! 3. You gave us insight into the characters personalities and relationship without making it overbearing. 4. After reading just one chapter, I give more of a shit about these characters than any other story on this board at any given time. The title's a bit weird, but I'm sure it'll become apparent with time. |
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