Bikini Line - TGJacob rummaged through his dresser, motions getting more frantic as pants and shirts were heaved out. He ran his fingers across the wood, the grains passing beneath his fingers as he silently cursed. "Looking for these?" asked a voice.More Like This
Jacob spun, eyes widening as he saw his swim trunks hanging limp from his roommate's fingers. "Give those back, Max," he snapped, darting forward as the bigger boy easily held them from his grip.
"Not so fast, Jacob," smiled Max. "I've got a little proposition for you, first."
"Stop messing around!" demanded Jacob. His fingers grazed against the cloth as he jumped. Max just yawned, tossing them into the hall as a pair of hands gripped them, the males lining the hall all passing it down between them. "Max!" whined Jacob, a tinge of desperation entering his voice. "I've got a date tonight!"
"And unless you want your date knowing exactly what you've been doing when you're not seeing her," the boy smiled, "you're going to do what I ask. I got pictures of you
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It's that time of year again: Valentine's Day. It's one of very many days out of the year that I'm reminded that I'm a single. When you've been alone for 18 years, not experiencing the feel of a hug, the rush of a kiss and the warm grasp of holding hands, it's not as great as people say it is being single. With the pink goopy-love, red hearts and cupid pictures swarming the stores and schools, knowing that you're going to spending your day with nobody but yourself, it's nothing but torture and a painful reminder of a void in your heart.
However, I know I'm not the only one. My equally depressed friend, Matthew, is feeling the same way as I am; no girlfriend and single for as long as he's lived. Sadly, there was nothing I could do to resolve either of our problems. The least I could do was hang out with him and play games to rid of our depression.
"Same thing every year, eh Timmy?" Matthew said to me, playing his game on his phone.
"Yea... The worst part is how
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Chapter One- The Crystal Bottle
Blake was unlucky. Luck never seemed to be on his side...ever. In every competition he entered he always came last, he was ditsy, always made the wrong decisions and always managed to find a way to mess up. On a sunny Thursday morning Blake woke up not knowing that today was his unluckiest day yet...
The day started off quite well, he didn't burn his toast, his didn't trip up on the last step and put his shoes on without standing on the laces and landing flat on his face so all in all a good start. His journey to school wasn't so bad either, he didn't almost get hit by a ten tonne truck, he didn't manage to fall into a girl's cleavage and he didn't step in chewing gum. He got into school happy as can be, when he got into class he sat down with his friend Dan with a huge grin on his face.
"Wow Blake you sure seem happy" Dan remarked.
"Yeah, had a good morning"
Just then the class cutie came into the room; Saffrone. She looked amazing today, h
The perfect day : part 1The Perfect Day (part 1)More Like This
I woke up to the sounds of your light snoring. Light was streaming through the semi-closed curtains and I could see the crisp blueness of the october sky. I knew it was going to be chilly outside, but under the duvet it was warm. For a split second I had that gut wrenching feeling that I was going to have to get up and go to work, but quickly my brain woke up and reminded me that not only was it a saturday but it was my birthday as well. I rolled over slightly and snuggled into your back, debating with myself whether to jump all over you to wake you up or to let you sleep. I knew I was in desperate need of a nappy change, but you just looked so peaceful snoring gently to yourself, I almost couldn't bring myself to wake you. Almost.
Very gently I clambered onto you trying not to wake you up just yet. Once I was in position I tickled your sides, knowing it was evil of me to tickle you awake and laughing mischieviously as I did so.
"Wake up Wake up Now Now NOW its
The perfect day : Part 2I open my eyes and just as you promised you're still holding me, watching the tv and taking a sip from a cup of coffee, you dont notice i'm awake and quietly I stare up at you enjoying the fact that you dont know i'm looking at you. I just watch you being you and I feel content. I can feel the fact that i'm soggy again, which doesnt surprise me at all, its very rare for me to wake up from sleep and be dry, even as an adult. You look down at me to check that i'm still sleeping and see that i'm awake.More Like This
I grin groggily up at you. You manouver me easily into a position where im sitting on your lap facing you.
"How are you enjoying your birthday so far."
Knowing that I cant really speak I just nod my head really hard and fast. and say "YAY" You laugh. "Do you want to go out." I nod again and accompany the nod with a yes please which comes out as "PEAS" You pick me up by the armpits again and lower me to the floor, its then that you notice i'm wet.
"Well I'd better change t
My Perfect Day : Part 3Okay so heres probably the last part. I say probably because I do have more ideas (and three more wish buns to use up *giggles*) So I could concievably write more stuff, it depends if anyone wants to read any more of my trash. Anyway here we go...More Like This
I woke up and rubbed my eyes groggily for the third time in the day. I was staring at the back of the passanger seat and it took me a moment to remember where I was and the situation I was in. I grinned broadly, when it all hit me. It STILL wasnt a dream. This WAS really happening. I WAS really a baby, I WAS really secured snuggly into a car seat and me and daddy WERE really going on an adventure. I couldnt have been asleep that long as you were still driving, unless of course whereever we were going was really far away, but I doubted it.
"So where are we going?"
In my slightly groggy state I had momentarily forgotten that my speech was alot less developed than I was used to and it came out as pretty untelligible nonsense. the noise wa
The Exchange - Part 1She wasn't a pretty woman, some would probably say mundane, average height average build with dull brown hair framing her pale blue eyes and falling in a simple fashion down past her shoulders. She didn't wear the latest fashion, she wore clothing that was practical, not flattering not revealing, just plain and simple. Casual shoes, efficient steps, Mundane.More Like This
However Sandra Bryce had an outstanding mind, one of the best in the country where genetics were concerned. Often found traveling from country to country giving guest talks on splicing DNA, filling in gaps where diseases were concerned, and writing papers on numerous topics in the field of biosciences. A truly gifted woman in terms of intelligence and it was this feature that led her on a truly extraordinary journey.
Sitting at her desk on a Saturday night, a half eaten Chinese takeaway lay discarded on one edge of the table, the rest of the table was scattered in paper and photographs, it was a quiet night, the rest of the buildin
The Exchange part 2Sandra woke up but she didn't open her eyes. She felt relaxed and safe and felt as if she was floating. She was just at the right temperature. She smiled a brief flicker of a smile and opened her eyes. Her smile faded instantly. The bars were back. She rolled over to her front and pushed herself up onto her front. She was back in that cot. She hadn't been dreaming. She was still a baby. She didn't want to be a baby.More Like This
She noticed she was now wearing a pink denim dress with patchwork flowers embroidered on the front, she also had on white socks and pink booties which also had the same embroidered flowers. It was very obvious it was a two piece outfit. To her dismay Sandra also saw that the pink denim dress didn't come close to covering her well padded behind. Although her nappy was now covered by a patchwork nappy cover that matched the rest of the outfit. Sh
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The minute Anya stepped out of their door Sandra felt different, within mere seconds she was feeling sleepy and light headed. Sandra looked at her surroundings as Anya walked with her strapped to the baby carrier on her chest. It looked more like an office block, or a hospital, there were loads of closed doors down a long straight corridor, harsh lighting overhead, it all looked official and efficient, some of the doors had notices on them, but Sandra realised to her dismay that the words looks unrecognisable, they represented symbols she had never seen on earth. She really was going to have to learn to read all over again. Sandra suddenly realised she felt excitement at that thought, tackling such a task would be challenging yet rewarding. She wondered how long it would be before she'd be allowed to read.
"The writing over there." Sandra pointed at the nearest door they passed with a notice on it. "What does
The Exchange part 4Chapter 4More Like This
Sandra absently played with her fingers feeling a little bored as the elevator transported them away from the self contained forest. As she dangled their in the baby safety harness she felt a sense of loss leaving the dog bird thing behind. She was curious to know what it was, but would have to wait until they got back to their quarters to ask Anya. Anya had certainly left in a hurry, Sandra sucked on her pacifier thoughtfully as the lift came to a halt and Anya stepped out onto the shopping plaza.
It was a very clean looking plaza with trees in large pot plants dotted around the area. All the buildings looked like white washed stone, but the shops had bright window displays. She could smell food wafting from a few of the buildings and the sound of amicable chatter and bartering filled the area, It felt light and airy despite the fact that the plaza was thronged with people. Sandra looked up towards the ceiling and was su
The exchange part 5"....Interesting, and you haven't noticed anything else strange?....I see..."More Like This
Sandra woke to hear a man talking, his voice deep yet soft. She rubbed at her eyes. Where was she now? She looked around but couldn't see anything. She was completely covered in some white material, the material was thin and she could see daylight through it and grey shapes of objects beyond. It reminded her of times when she was a real kid and she would hide under her bedsheets during the summer. Under the covers used to be light enough to see. She looked down at herself, and noticed she was completely naked.
"Hey, where are my clothes?"
"Sounds like someone is finally awake" The man said.
"Oh thank goodness." Sandra heard Anya, it sounded like she was upset. Why was her mummy upset. Sandra struggled against the material surrounding her. Why couldn't she get out? She wanted to see why mummy sounded s