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  1. I’ve been following Daily Diapers for a long time now. I lost my original account log in a while back. I just created a new account because I finally decided to attempt writing. This is the first story ABDL story I have written. The beginning is an intro and does not contain diapers but don’t worry, it will happen quickly. Being my first attempt at writing a story, my grammar, punctuation, and spacing may be horrendous. I already know this, there’s no reason to remind me. Please feel free to let me know what you think. If you do decide to attack my writing skills please try to make it constructive criticism. I’m mainly interested in people’s thoughts on the story line. There’s not much to it now but I hope you enjoy it. Dave Smith and the Family Curse Part 1 Arlene, was a pretty woman in her early 30’s. She had long black hair and large, dark eyes. As she walked down a muddy, dirt road she picked her steps carefully. Although it recently rained, the sun had come out and the day was warming up nicely. She soon came to the outskirts of a small, drab looking town. From where she was standing she could see dour looking townsfolk going about their daily business. The petite gypsy woman was hungry and desperate enough to enter even this dreary New England town. As she entered the town and walked toward the general store, she noticed several townspeople staring at her as she walked past. It was well known that not even 20 years earlier, the small towns of this area held horrible witch trials. Arlene entered a small general store, bought a few red apples from a stoic looking shop keeper, and hastily walked out. She walked with a quick pace and her head down as she strode through the center of town. The townsfolk did not seem very welcoming and she definitely did not want to attract any more attention to herself. As she walked down the muddy street past some horse drawn wagons, she tried to lift her skirts high enough to avoid dragging them through the mud. As she stepped around one particularly large mud puddle she accidently slammed into a large, dark haired man. It felt like the man purposely stood his ground as she walked into him. She felt like she just hit a brick wall. “Oof!” As Arlene bounced off of the large man her bonnet went toppling down onto the street, narrowly missing the mud puddle. “Excuse me sir” Arlene said to the large man. The man looked down at her with a scowl but a moment later grinned at her. “Pardon me madam, my name is John Smith. Please, let me get your hat for you.” “No..no..that’s fine, I can get it” Arlene stammered. She was still a little shaken from her collision with the burly man. John was already bending over to pick up the bonnet. As John leaned down he shifted sideways and pushed into Arlene. “Whoa!” Arlene’s arms flailed as she lost her balance. Her arms swung wildly in a circular pattern as she fell backwards. Unfortunately there was nothing to grab onto and no one stepped over to catch her. She landed with a splash into a 5 inch deep mud puddle. Arlene could feel her rump sink into the deep, wet mud. Her mouth was wide open in shock as she sat on her bottom, looking around desperately for help. She held her hands out to the townsfolk who were standing around but none of them made a move to help her. They just stood there, some staring, some grinning. Arlene looked around pathetically as the mud started soaking through her skirts. She could feel her bottom getting wet and her face getting red. As she struggled to stand, none of the townspeople would lend the desperate woman a hand. In fact, a few started laughing out loud. Arlene was finally successful in lifting herself out of the deep mud. However, she had to push her hands and forearms deep into the mud to do it. The back of her skirts were now dripping with muddy water, the arms of her nice white shirt were muddy to her mid forearms. She glanced over at the large, dark haired man who was now outwardly laughing at her. She then looked at her hands and grimaced. Her thin, pretty gloves were now covered in mud. She started shaking her wrists in an attempt to get some of the mud off her gloves. This brought a round of laughter from the crowd as poor Arlene waved her hands and gazed around with a pathetic look on her face. Her skirts were now solidly soaked through and she could feel them sagging in the back. John Smith then spoke up. “We don’t trust visitors around here and we don’t welcome them either. I suggest you make your way out of town as soon as possible” he said a nasty smile. “In fact, let me help you. We wouldn’t want you to get your hat dirty with those muddy gloves now do we?” John reached into a nearby wagon. Unfortunately, Arlene could not see what he picked out of the cart. John then fidgeted with her bonnet for a moment and stepped forward. Arlene had a nervous look on her face as John stepped closer and raised the bonnet towards her head. She tried to take a defensive step backwards but a townsman step right up behind her and blocked her retreat. As John placed Arlene’s bonnet on her head, he tied the ribbon and pulled it tight. “What!?!” Arlene now realized what John did to her bonnet. He had placed a rotting tomato into her hat! As he tightened her bonnet she could feel the tomato squish against the top of her head. Her mouth dropped open once again and tears filled her eyes. John then gave her a few quick pats on the top of her bonnet squishing the tomato even further. The crowd howled with laughter as juice ran down the sides of Arlene’s face and down her cheeks. As Arlene stood there in her muddy, saggy skirts, with rotten tomato juice trickling down her neck and face, John tied the bonnet’s ribbon into a large knot. “Now let me help you a little more” John said as he grabbed Arlene by the shoulders and spun her around. “The road out of town is that way.” With that, John pushed Arlene forward. Arlene waddled away, holding up her muddy, sagging skirts and fighting back tears from the most embarrassing moment of her life. The laughter of the townspeople rang in Arlene’s ears as she walked through the small town until she finally made it to the edge of the village. As Arlene stood at the edge of the woods just outside of town she finally broke down and sobbed. Tears began streaming down her face. She did absolutely nothing to these people yet they treated her horribly. As she regained her composure and stopped sobbing, her face turned hard and serious. Her eyes narrowed and seemed to darken as she gritted her teeth. “First you blame members of my coven for crimes they never committed. Now you assault me with no provocation!” In that moment a dark haze surround Arlene and storm clouds once again filled the sky. “John Smith, I and my entire coven, curse your kin. From generation to generation your male descendants will all feel the embarrassment I felt today….a hundred fold!” Part 2 – Almost 300 years later It was Dave Smith’s first day in the sixth grade. The 11 year old just sat down at his assigned desk and he had an excited smile on his face. He was excited because he was no longer a little kid. He was in the Sixth grade! He wasn’t thrilled at the fact that he was sitting directly in front of the teacher’s desk but unfortunately, he didn’t get to choose which desk he sat at. He looked to his left to see a little dark haired girl sitting at the desk next to him. She had straight, black hair with almost equally dark eyes. As she looked over at him she began to grin. Dave was momentarily confused. He wasn’t sure if she looked upset at him or pleased to see him? He quickly put the thought out of his head as the teacher walked in and gave a cheery “Good morning class, my name is Miss Eldritch”. Miss Eldritch had the same long, dark hair and dark eyes as the little girl sitting next to him. It was so similar in fact that Dave wondered if they could have been mother and daughter? “Roll call” Miss Eldritch called out. “Darlene?” “Present” the girl sitting next to Dave called out. She smiled a nodded to her new teacher. Miss Eldritch gave a big smile back to Darlene and then called “Davey?” Dave raised his hand and said “Present”. Miss Eldritch gave a smile that did not show her teeth. It was a sly, cat’s smile. It was a smile like she knew something but wasn’t saying it. Dave then mumbled a low “But it’s Dave.” “What was that Davey?” Miss Eldritch asked. “My name is just Dave, not Davey, Miss Eldritch.” Dave said a little louder. Miss Eldritch looked at her clip board. “Well it says Davey on my attendance sheet, Davey Smith. Since Davey is on the official sign in sheet, that’s what I’m going to have to go by.” Miss Eldritch gave Dave a big, condescending smile “OK little Davey?” The addition of ‘little’ to his name brought about a fit of giggles throughout the class. Dave looked around the classroom, his mouth hanging open in shock, a look of dejection on his face. Last but not least, he saw Darlene, the little girl sitting at the desk next to him. His face fell into a frown as Darlene gave a small, snide laugh, and said “Davey” in a syrupy tone. She then rolled her eyes, and shook her head. Dave shrunk down in his chair. He now felt like a small child who had just been chastised by his baby sitter.
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