The Jungle Book - DIAPERED! Summary: What 'really' happened to Mowgli when he first me another child? In this new and improved version of the classic tale, Mowgli meets with the first other human in his entire life, a human from a village with a strange rule... Chapter 1. The Creature of Gold Mowgli woke up. He groggily rubbed the sleep from his eyes and brushed his long black hair out of his face. He stood up in the morning sunshine, which penetrated through the trees above, sending heaven-like shafts of light onto the jungle floor. He stretched widely, cracked his neck and back and proceeded into the depths of the trees. The gentle noise of the jungle sounded sweet and happy in the early morning, Mowgli’s naked body passed between trees, rocks, bushes and vines. The sound of trickling water came to Mowgli’s ears. He halted for a moment, listening. “There must be a river or a pool somewhere around here,” he thought to himself. He turned his head, homing in on the sound of water. He locked on and went towards it, going slightly slower than usual, as he had to squeeze through the many close together trees. Eventually, the trees began to part slightly, making Mowgli’s journey easier. The water sounded ever closer. The trees burst open onto a glorious sight. A great blue pool of water sat in the middle of a ring of trees, a single brown path led off it on the other side of the pool. Rocks surrounded the water, keeping the trees and the pool apart. Mowgli climbed onto the rock in front of him, lowered his head and drank from the pool. The water was pleasantly warm; it felt soothing as it slid down his throat, which was parched by the high temperature. After a minute or so of drinking, he slumped onto the rock, bathing in the sunlight, which splashed across the whole clearing, keeping it eternally warm. His midmorning nap was disturbed however, by the sound of splashing. He opened his eyes against the glare of the sun and looked towards the pool. A head bobbed up on the surface of the pool, a head of golden hair. Mowgli backed off, receding behind his great rock, peering over the edge at this mysterious creature. The golden head rose slowly from the water, it shook slightly, sending the water dripping off in all directions. Mowgli held his breath. The golden head moved towards the opposite side of the bank, it turned as it approached, letting Mowgli see the creature in full view. It looked like Mowgli, but then again it didn’t. It had incredibly long gold coloured hair which fell down its back. Its face was very petite; the eyes were large and blue, reflecting the sun they glinted magically. Two small ears poked through the hair on either side of its head. From its thin neck, there were shoulders, but worn over the top part of the body was something rather strange to Mowgli. A bizarre white frilly object, tightly surrounding the part of the body where the nipples should be, only the area in question ballooned out into two great swells. Directly under the swells the white object stopped, ending in great frills, which fluttered slightly in the breeze. The waist was narrower than Mowgli’s, it was still half under water, and so Mowgli couldn’t see anymore. Mowgli felt himself inside blowing up, an unusual feeling swelled like a bag around his stomach, he lowered his head further, so that the golden thing couldn’t see him. It swept its hair from its face, tilting its head back as it did, flashing those great swells into the air. Mowgli had another strange feeling. He looked down, and to his surprise, his penis was growing without warning. This had happened before, of course, but this happened so unexpectedly, as thou this creature did it somehow. Mowgli’s penis continued to grow, standing on end it raised until finally stopping, with the exception of throbbing slightly. To get a better view, Mowgli began sneaking around the rocks, keeping his head down all the way, so that he couldn’t be seen. He stopped at the brown path; peering out from the trees at one side he watched as the golden thing bent down and raised a bucket like object from the water. Inside, Mowgli could see many different shells, the type he knew lived at the bottom of pools like these, but he didn’t see why this creature should collect them. He crawled forward, positioning himself behind a large tree at the end of the path, hardly more than eight feet away from the golden thing. He snapped a twig as he walked; his obsession had distracted him from his sneaking. The thing looked up sharply, Mowgli his, but he knew it had seen him. It moved forward through the water. “Hello?” it said. It talked! Mowgli listened. Its voice was higher than his, but still sounded vaguely like him. He slowly leant over, watching the approaching thing. It caught eyes with him, Mowgli panicked and hid back behind his tree. The thing made a giggle. “I know you’re there,” it said, with a hint of laughter. Mowgli looked round again. It looked back. It giggled again. Mowgli crept out. It’s eyes widened at the sight of Mowgli’s full form. Its eyes followed the path from Mowgli’s eyes, to his still hard penis. The thing raised a hand to its mouth, but pretended not to have seen it. “You’re not from the village, are you?” it asked. Mowgli understood it, but vaguely. He didn’t know what this ‘village’ was, but he’d never heard of it, so he replied: “No.” “Where are you from?” “I come from the jungle,” Mowgli said. He couldn’t take his eyes away from its. It had some kind of power he couldn’t understand. “Why are you naked?” it asked. Mowgli frowned at her. “What do you mean ‘naked’?” Mowgli asked back. The thing frowned now. “Well, your clothes, why aren’t you wearing anything?” “I’ve never ‘worn’ anything,” Mowgli said. Thinking ‘what a stupid question’. “Not even a diaper?” it asked. “I don’t know what you mean by ‘diy-purr’,” Mowgli said. “What is a diy-purr?” The thing stared at him, with the air of the question ‘what a stupid question’ written on its face. It walked forward. Sloshing the water about, it came towards Mowgli. Mowgli stared back, amazed. Around the creatures waist was something. It was white, and very bulky; it dripped water as it swayed between the thing’s hairless legs. It was immensely fat, with frills on either side where the legs came out. On the front was two rectangular shapes, which sat on the very top of the ‘diy-purr’. Fully out of the water, the creature was taller than Mowgli, with two, long golden legs and small feet. “This,” the creature said, pointing at the soggy, fat, swaying thing between its legs. “Is a diaper.” “And,” Mowgli continued. “What are you?” The golden creature gave a smile. “I am a girl!” It said, with another hint of a laugh.