Downfall/Cross the swamp C F1
From Create Your Own Story
She who dares wins. You get on your knee and untie your sneakers. You knot the shoelaces together and hang the shoes round your neck, then you wade into the swamp. The swamp is much deeper than the creek - the water comes up to your chin - but there isn't much mud at the ground. Your feet don't sink in beyond the ankles. You cross the swamp and climb out on the other side. From the nest you take half a dozen eggs which you put inside your shoes for safety reasons. You look around and, just before you decide to head back, find a single banana tree, some of the fruits ripe. You grab a bunch of ripe bananas and make your way through the swamp back to the camp.
Cate strolls in a few minutes later, carrying two coconuts and some edible berries. Ah, the day is saved. Cate opens the coconuts, you both drink the milk and then eat to your fills.
Now you need to get out of your wet clothes. Ever since you woke up on the beach, you felt the damp cloth on your skin, and enough is enough. With a sigh, you peel off your t-shirt and hang it on the clothesline. Cate's eyes brighten when she sees your bra.
"Oh, perfect," she says. "The straps are going to be a great help in building a palm leaf roof tomorrow. Much better than using vines."
"Good idea. With yours we have-"
"I don't wear a bra. We were sleeping, I didn't wear one. I am surprised you have yours on."
"It was in my pile of clothes, I put it on by reflex." You reach behind your back, open the clasp and slip the bra off.
"Well, I think I'll dry my clothes, too," Cate says hangs up her top. Her breasts are usually smaller than yours, and you already sprout an A-cup. Small breasts are a family trait, with the exception of Kirsten whose breasts are quite large. While your nipples are pointing slightly upwards, Cate's nipples point directly forward. The size of her breasts didn't increase noticeably during her pregnancy; you may be up to par now.
It's not a big deal for you to undress in front of each other. Besides not having much choice, your family is relatively open about nudity. It's the most natural way, and only when Will got to a certain age, you and your daughters took care not to let him see anything. It wasn't different when you were young, and you have dressed or undressed in Cate's presence often enough.
You undress completely and hang your stuff - the bra, your panties, shorts and a pair of sneakers with tied laces - over the line. Cate doesn't have shoes, you notice - you remember she wore ballet flats who must have been ripped off her feet by the surge. Besides her spaghetti tank top, she wears a skirt and a thong. All your clothes just have space on the clothesline.
You notice Cate is shaven 'down there', just like you are. From a castaway point of view, this will likely prove advantageous, as pubic hair would could be a foothold for parasitic insects.
"Kind of unfamiliar feeling, isn't it?" Cate says. "Being naked outside, I mean."
You nod. "I'll have a quick wash in the river. I have sand in more crevices than I knew I had."
"Wait," Cate says. "What's that on your thigh?"
"What's what? I can't see anything."
"It's on the backside. Eww. It's a leech."
"A leech?" You shudder. "Take it off, take it off." You feel the back of your leg to swipe the leech off, but Cate holds your wrist.
"Don't. If you do it like that, the head might remain and cause an inflammation. I know a better way."
"How?"
"With heat. The leech will let go if I get close with a burning branch. Oh, there is another one on your back. Did you get them in the river?"
"The river isn't deep enough, but I went through a swamp to get the bananas."
"Well, we'll have to check for leeches whenever we go into the swamp. Come closer to the fire, I'll check you for more leeches." Which side does Cate check first - the front or the back?
| Status | ||
| State of Clothing | naked |
Contacts |
| Inventory | T-Shirt; Shorts; Bra; Panties; Sneakers; Eggs; Bananas | |
| Surroundings | Bonfire | |
