Stranded (private for me and LostControl)
 

Maxwell Young was a very normal boy, never really hurt anyone or was that popular, but one night he got a letter in the mail about a party at a friends house he knew, little did he know he wasn't actually going to be attending a party. He was just waking up and noticed that something was different about the room he was in, it smelled like ocean and there was a warm breeze blowing past him, and he was laying next to someone because he could hear their breathing, he was tired and didn't really feel like getting up and investigating so he layed there and eventually fell back to sleep.

Alexandra Marionette had always been the party type. She was a red head, raised and spoiled by her mother after her father had left. She was prissy, unwilling to do most anything that would require her to break a fingernail. Though there were of course exceptions to every rule, boys, drinking, and fun times in the bedroom being those for this rule or so the public gossip said. Though as much as people thought about her, she had never actually been in bed with a boy much less had one in her bedroom. She didn't drink and boys chased her not the other ways around. She was on the shorter side, a mere 5' 6" on a good day. The last thing she had remembered was arriving at the party and suddenly everything went dark. Now she was waking up, a sheet sprawled over her naked body. Her eyes flickered open and she saw a sleeping face staring towards her. It was male. This wasn't her bed. She didn't even know who this was. Her mouth opened, lip quivering before she let out a loud shriek, rolling out of the bed in terror. "Who are you?!" she yelled, ducking behind a curtain to cover her body. "And where the hell am I?!"

Max shot yo when he heard the shriek and rolled off the other side yelling. "What what happened where is he I'll get hi...." He notices Alexandra in the corner and that she and he are both naked and ducks behind the bed. "I could ask you the same thing."

"S...so you don't know where we are?" Alexandra asked rather unhappily. "And I don't know where we are." she mentioned thinking out loud and coming to the final conclusion that they were definitely going to be having a problem. "D....did you take my clothes off? and put me in that bed?" Alex questioned as her head poked out from behind the curtain.

"Why would I do that?" Max had to admit he knew the face of the girl, she was Alexandra Marionette, a girl whom he had fallen for hard, but he never had the courage to talk to her. "I would never disrespect a girl like that." Max says. "But where are we?"

Alex gave a little sigh of relief, glad that if she had to wake up next to some random person it at least wasn't with a douche. "W...well thanks for that." she said staying behind her curtain. "Um I actually don't know that." she shrugged, still not knowing quite who he was though he seemed familiar. "Um do I know you?" she asked, turning around in her curtain to look at the window. "Don't look at my ass. Or I'll kill you." she said turning towards him and then back to the window. "I don't know. It's too dark to tell where we are. Must be night or something."

Max came up and after she had said that he had accidentally looked at her ass and blushed but looked away. "Well I know one thing, I gotta use the restroom, he opens the door and enters a dark living room and goes through where a few hanging lamps were and made it to the restroom.

"Okay okay. But then get back here so we can figure out just what the hell is going on!" she said, stamping her foot like spoiled brat. As soon as Max was gone, Alexandra moved over to the bed and grabbed the sheet, functioning a make-shift toga out of it before heading towards the dresser to look into it. "Male, male, male, male, Well finally something pink." she sighed, pulling out the shirt only to reveal just what it was. The pink shirt had some babyish font scrawled on it in something to the effect of 'Baby girl.' "Sighing, Alexandra figured that it was better than nothing and pulled it over her top. "Stupid." she grumbled as it came to fit snugly on her body, giving a peek of her breasts to anyone who wanted one. "Now for pants." she mumbled having the bedspread around her waist.

Max noticed that the bathroom was kind of odd, the toilet seat was metal and it appeared to even have some on the rim also. He only had to pee so he went to the bathroom and came back into the bedroom using a towel from the bathroom as a loincloth.

"Oh hey." she called, throwing a shirt and some boxers towards his head. "I found clothes." she said as she continued to find some more grown up clothes. Alex watched Max take notice of his shirt and just began to stare down the man. "Don't even mention it." she growled, digging through what seemed to be her drawer. "I can't find anything but like some little girl panties. I don't want barbie on my ass!" she growled throwing another pair out to land with the others on the bed. "How come you get actual clothes?!" she whined.

"I don't even know what's goig on here." Max put on the t-shirt that was plain blue and the red boxers as he grabbed shorts out of the drawer and put hem on as well. "What if I help you find something?"

"Good luck." she pouted, sitting down on the bed with the comforter covering her bottom half. "This was the best shirt I could find and since I'm not wearing panties that look like they were made for a girl who just finished potty training I can't wear any of these." she pouted. "Still do your best." she sighed leaning back on the bed. "This is stupid. I want to know where we are. Oh I'm Alexandra by the way." she said sticking out a little hand towards him.

Max shook her hand. "I'm maxwell, but you can call me max." He smiles and then digs through the dresser and finds a pair of swim bottoms that say I love daddy on them. "Don't kill me, this is all I could really find." He then noticed a residue on them.

"Oh wow great job." she sighed, looking towards the swim bottoms. "I might as well just put the little girl panties on." she grumbled looking through the pile again. "Because I'm sure as hell not wearing those. Swim bottoms aren't comfy anyways." she said pouting before finally pulling out a pair with little pink bows on either side and ruffles on the bottom. "Wow truly amazing." she grumbled, sliding them under the blanket and onto her body until they fit around her bottom and came to rest snugly like they were made for a girl her size. "Now then." she sighed pulling up a little pink and black ruffled skirt that was her size but looked like a toddlers dress. "Well then doesn't that just complete this stupid outfit?" she said before standing up. "Okay. We have clothes. Do we have anything else?" she asked hopefully, stumbling in the dark towards one of the lamps. "Cmon let's go explore this house."

Max sighed. "Umm you might want to check those.." he pointed to the white residue in the swim bottoms that he found. "I don't know what it is."

"You couldn't have told me that before I put them on?" she sighed, feeling a little tingle on her bottom. I don't think anything really wrong with them though." she said before reaching a hand around to scratch at her bottom. "Oh something is definetly wrong." she whimpered, pulling them down without any care that he was there. "Itching powder! Definitely itching powder." she whimpered, scratching against her bottom angrily. "J..Just find me something I can wear then." she whined. "Anything that doesn't have itching powder."

Max went tearing into the closet to find something and stopped dead in his tracks and stuttered. "Uh butuh uh....uhm Alex there is definitely something going on here." he motions for her to come over.

"Yeah yeah I'm coming." she sighed, walking over towards him. One hand was on each side of her skirt to make sure that nothing could be seen from beneath it. "Did you find someth....." she didn't finish her sentence as she stared into the closet to see what he had found. They were a pink just like she had wanted. "I...I'm not wearing those." she said pouting. "I'm not some potty training toddler." she said stamping a foot.

Max looks at her. "Well there is obviously something going on here, but you can't just wear skirts and towels all day, eventually you'll end up running out of them."

"So you think I should wear toddler underwear? What should I start potty training too?" she asked rather annoyed. "Should I have little accidents in them too?" she growled.

Max just sighs. "It's just a solution until we can find you something, or unless you want to use boxers."

"Well I don't want to use.... boy underwear." she said, a little contempt in her voice. "So I guess I'll wear these stupid things." Alexandra sighed, taking them from the closets' shelf and laying them on the bed. "Um could you open this? I'd do it but I might break one of my nails." she sighed.

Max nodded. "Well of course, anything for a lady." He opens the package and pulls her out one.

"J..just turn around or something." she sighed, taking the little pink pull-up that had belle smiling back towards her. As soon as he had turned around, she took the pink toddler pull-up and slid it up her legs to find that it fit well once again seeming to be made for her. "D..done." she mumbled.

Max turned around for Alex and was blushing hard, he couldn't believe that a hot girl like Alexandra was actually with him and took his suggestion and wore the pullups since there was nothing to wear.

"Stop looking at them." she complained, the short skirt doing nothing to block their view. "It's not like I want to be wearing these. Let's just go look around the stupid house." she whimpered. "I want coffee."

Max looked at her. "Hey don't feel too bad, atleast you look k-kinda cute in them." he quickly shot his hands up to cover his mouth not meaning to have said that out loud. "I-I mean let's go get some coffee."

Alexandra brushed off the comment, merely giving him a death glare as she passed and began her search for the kitchen. "At least they left us light." she grumbled, hitting her foot on the doorway. "Some light." she growled. "Do you know how to make coffee?" she asked hopefully.

Max nodded. "Actually yes I do, that is one thing you're in luck with." he goes and searches through the cabinet and finds a bunch of baby formula and a few bags of coffee. He grabs some mugs from the cabinet, but they were metal just like the toilet seat.

"Oh good. I've never really made it myself." she smiled, sitting down on one of the metal chairs only to receive a harsh shock to her bottom. "Ouch! What the fuck?!" she yelled.

Max whipped around. "What happened?" He asked as the formula came tumbling out and ripping two of the 5 bags of coffee they had with it.

"The stupid chair shocked me!" she pouted, holding her bottom as she laid down on the floor, rubbing the cheeks unhappily. "I hate this!" she whined. "And where's my coffee?!"

Max cleaned up the coffe and put it back in the bags. "I'm making it." He picked up the formula too. "Well I found his in the cabinet so there's definitely something going on." He decided to crack a joke. "You like your coffee with a little cream?" He holds up the formula again.

"Oh yeah one cream and one sugar please." she mumbled, not even looking up to acknowledge what was happening.

Max looked at her. "Oh come on Alex you didn't even look. Cheer up. There's got to be some bright side to this."

"I'm wearing baby diapers and being shocked by chairs." she pouted up towards him. "What is the bright side Max?"

"Well we could have very well woken up to rapists and murderers." he says. "But you know I'm guessing we are on a beach somewhere."

"Yeah I guess you are right." she sighed. "I shouldn't be complaining about something like this." she sighed, pulling on her skirt a bit. "I can sit on the floor and pull down my underwear. So um why do you think we are on a beach?" she asked curiously.

"Well I smell ocean, and it felt like there was a warm tropical breeze earlier this morning when I was half awake."

"Oh that's good I guess." she shrugged. "As long as we aren't going to freeze to death or were not in like a....suburb." she said with a bit of disgust on her voice. "I just hope that no one is going to see me in these horrible underwear." she mumbled.