The Resort, Chapter 1

As they made their final descent onto the resort’s helicopter pad, Brooke felt butterflies flit about in her stomach, not from the helicopter’s descent into the most secluded and private resort in the world, but from eyeing up her bestie, a thin and simply stunning young woman with shoulder-length blonde hair. Just the mere thought of all the fun and naughty activities she had in mind for them made her heart race in her chest, though those paled in comparison to what her main goal was: professing her love for her and her desire to be more than friends.

Brooke had first met Jenna when she was still an up and coming content creator, matching up as random roommates through the college in their freshman year. They had texted each other the whole summer before their first year started and had become pretty close before they met. While their parents assumed they were studying all the time, they didn’t know that they were doing the complete opposite. Their passion for music and singing lead to them putting all of their energy into pursuing their creative muse, giving their studies the bare minimum. It didn’t take long at all for the two attractive women to gain a large following online, and after a few of their videos started going viral, they got discovered by a talent agency near the end of their junior year. It only took a year before their songs were hitting the number one spot on the charts.

As the helicopter touched down, Brooke glanced up to find Jenna smiling at her, sharing her own giddy excitement as they removed the headsets. The door to the helicopter slid open, revealing two nearly identical women standing with their hands clasped behind their backs on the edge of the helipad. They both wore a form-fitting yet light, low cut dress in white, simply exuding confidence and a high level of professionalism.

Brooke stepped out of the helicopter, then turned around, holding out her hand for Jenna. “Shall we?” she asked, hoping she’d take her hand, though she felt a little disappointed as Jenna handed her their carry-on bags. Their heavy bags made her lurch forward, almost making her bump her head against the helicopter. 

“Sorry about that!” Jenna hopped out onto the helipad, her hair whipping around in every direction. She glanced up at the spinning blades, then motioned towards the other women.

Brooke nodded and handed Jenna her luggage, then followed her off of the helipad, standing near the women in white. As the helicopter’s engines roared to life, it took off and flew southbound, leaving them in the wilderness.

“Welcome to the resort,” the women said in unison with a friendly smile. They stepped away from each other and one of them gestured down the path to where a small wagon sat only ten feet away. “Please allow us to deposit your luggage here; the servants will be by shortly to bring it to your room.”

“Thanks!” Brooke said, letting the women place their bags in the wagon. “So, where to now?”

“To the house, of course!” one woman said as she stuck out her hand for her to shake. “My name is Emma, and this is my sister, Mia!” Mia waved at them as she organized the luggage on the wagon. “I am most happy to meet both of you, and if I may be so bold, I want to say that it is quite an honor to meet you!” she said with a smile so wide it nearly split her face in two. 

“Aww, thank you! Would you two like a picture? I love meeting my fans.” Brooke smoothed down her top and brushed her hair over her shoulder.

Emma’s smile faltered. She reached behind her and held a white bag, and as her shoulders drooped a little, she said, “As much as my sister and I would appreciate a photo, I’m afraid all electronic devices have are banned from the resort, miss, and I must insist that both you and your guest relinquish any that you might have brought.”

Jenna cocked her head to the side and let loose a fake-sounding laugh. “Wait, then how else am I gonna take photos for our fans?”

“You aren’t,” Emma said, lifting the bag up. “This is our biggest rule. I cannot make an exception, not even for you, ma’am.”


It said online that this place would help us relearn our inner peace and help disconnect from the real world. No phones, no tech, just peace with nature. Brooke eyed her for a few seconds, then shrugged, figuring it was easier to give up her phone even though she hoped they would give her a little leeway. She put the passcode pattern back on her phone, turned it off, then put it in Emma’s bag. “Come on, Jenna. Might as well spend some quality time together instead of staring at our phones all vacation long, right? I didn’t fly us all the way out here for us to look at memes and cute dog videos after all. I brought us out here to get closer.”

“Mmm…” She tapped her right foot on the ground a few times as she thought. “Yeah, okay,” Jenna said, placing her phone in the bag.

“Excellent! Now, if you will please follow us, we’ll lead you to the house,” Emma said as she tied the bag shut. 

“Thank you.” Brooke took a few steps forward before she paused, feeling a sneeze building up before releasing it a second later. She wiped her nose, then cleared her throat. “Say, what’s that smell? It almost smells like the baby powder my mother used back when I was a kid.”

“Ah, you have quite the nose!” Mia said. “It’s one of the local plants, one that is found nowhere else in the world. Its wondrous scent is very potent and is the reason the resort was built this far away into the forest. They surround the house and all the local trails, even the one that goes up the rim.”

“Potent? In what way?” Jenna took a few deep sniffs. “Oh hey, yeah, I can smell it a little, too.”

“Well, not only are we surrounded by the natural beauty of the earth, we’re surrounded by the world’s rarest flowers, flowers that soothe us and help us feel fully relaxed. You’ll soon come to realize that in more ways than you can imagine.” Emma paused in her tracks and pointed between a pair of large trees. “If you want to really get a good whiff of it, here’s one now!” she said in a giddy voice. She knelt down in front of a bush with pure white flowers, cupped one flower in both hands, then lifted it to her nose to take a long sniff of it without pulling it free. “Its scent is unlike any flower I’ve ever smelled. They bloom year round and release their scent for all year, too.” She scooted over to the side and patted the ground next to her. “Want to smell it?”

“Sure!” Jenna settled down next to Emma and mimicked her movements, lifting it up to her nose. Her eyes drifted shut as she took in the scent, slowly at first, breathing in more and more deeply until her lungs were full. “W-Wow…” she said, letting her breath out slowly.

“Isn’t it just wonderful?” Emma asked, placing her hand on Jenna’s shoulder to help steady her. 

“Yeah…” Jenna murmured. She opened her eyes and placed her hands on her legs, steadying herself.

“Careful now… It has an interesting effect, making us feel more and more relaxed the more we take in the scent. How do you feel?” Mia asked, her voice holding a hint of concern.

“I feel... good,” Jenna said, making Brooke giggle when she drew out the last word. She stood back up rather quickly, making her grab onto Emma’s shoulders to steady herself.

Brooke’s eyebrows furrowed. “Uh… you okay?”

Jenna steadied herself and nodded after a few seconds. “Yeah, I’m fine. I think the altitude is getting to me. How high up are we again?”

Mia stepped in and cleared her throat. “We are nearly eight thousand feet above sea level, miss.”

Brooke laughed. “Yep, that’d do it. That flight nearly wiped me out. Could you show us to our room, please?”

“Oh, but of course! Right this way, miss,” Emma said. “It’s not that far away.” 

Jenna giggled and grabbed Brooke’s hand, making her heart skip a beat. After a couple minutes of silence, Brooke heard a rustling noise. She lifted her head and looked left, then right, her gaze eventually landing on Mia and Emma. Her eyes narrowed as her gaze drifted lower, settling on their hips and butts. She leaned in a little, looking for any kind of underwear outline through their lovely dress, but found something a little thicker than panties. Lowering her voice, she softly asked, “Hey… do they just have really nice butts, or are they wearing something else?”

Jenna blinked a few times and took a quick glance, noticing the faint outline of something thicker than a pair of panties through their dresses. “Yeah, I think they are wearing something else. Is that a… wait. Is that a diaper?” she whispered, praying that they didn’t hear her.

“I think you’re right,” Brooke whispered back, her eyes going wide. “A diaper sure would come in handy right about now; I kinda need to use the little girl’s room.”

“You can say that again; I need to pee really bad,” Jenna said.

“I just hope that we’re getting close,” she said with a giggle.

“I don’t think you’re gonna have to wait much longer,” Jenna said, using her other hand to point out the house coming into sight through the trees on the left. “See? We’re nearly there.”

Brooke let loose a deep sigh. “Oh, thank God,” she said under her breath. Her grip tightened on Jenna’s hand as the house finally came into view further down the path. “Why do you think they’re both wearing diapers? They look perfectly healthy! Do you think they need them? Maybe it’s part of the culture?”

“I dunno, but I think it’d be rude if we kept talking about it. They might hear us.”