This is the first story I have written in a while so I am taking it slow. It is a science fiction story about a young diaper lover as he explores more about who he is and what it is that he desires in life. I hope you enjoy.
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Steven glanced out through the window of the space elevator. Elevator is what they called it but the transportation vehicle had little in common with its more terrestrial counterparts. The seven story cylinder with two domed ends was constructed for the vertical delivery of several tons of equipment and personnel per trip. Out the window, the beautiful city of Bogata Colombia rapidly shrank from view. Its’ buildings and people quickly became obscured by patches of lush green vegetation as the pace of the elevator continued to accelerate.
The earthport in Bogota had been the first of its kind. The United Nations selected the site due to its ideal situation on the equator. Bogata’s 8,660 foot elevation reduced the length and corresponding strength of the guide cable for the first space elevator. The project cost a then astronomical amount, but was deemed necessary to prevent continued environmental damage. Continuous launching of rocket propels space vehicles was tearing holes in the ultraviolet layer and unleashing pollutants throughout their journey. Progress into space was a forgone conclusion, private industries and governments alike had increased their space activities. The elevator seemed like the best and only sustainable way forward and so the United Nations pushed for an international effort to make space accessible for everyone.
The elevators rapid acceleration was to be expected, Steven reminded himself. He had studied the elevator during his years at the academy and marveled at the wondrous feet of engineering. The 22,250ish mile journey originally took seven days to arrive at Spaceport Everest; the first geostationary spaceport named for the highest location above sea level on planet Earth. Steven recalled from his report that the construction of the spaceport and elevator had dropped the cost of lifting cargo to space from nearly $23,000 US currency per ton to a mere $500 dollars. The elevators completion marked the beginning of what is now called the solar age. Technological enhancements over the elevator’s fifty years of operation had shortened that trip to only three hours. A small sliver of blue entered Steven’s view as he continued to look out the window. Within a few moments the strip had expanded into the large ocean bringing the nation of Panama and with it the southern portion of North America into view. As he glanced out Steven was able to recognize Cuba, Puerto Rico and eventually his home nation of the United States.
Moving from the window Seven began to scan the elevator itself. The first wonder of the solar age, the elevator he rode in now was far more luxurious than the original. A small jostling rolled through the floor as turbulence rocked the cabin ever so slightly. The cables connecting the elevator to the spaceport never moved, but space elevator engineers learned long ago that allowing small vibrations within the elevator carriages absorbed turbulence and decreased the tensions on the guide cables.
The top level of the carriage, where Steven now stood was a large spherical reinforced dome window. A view from all sides and up into space could be seen at various points throughout the trip. The glass reacted to the levels of light automatically tinting to protect the riders from any vision impairments. When docked at the Earth port in Bogata, the dome offered the best view within the city.
The elevator level below Steven housed a state of the art movie theater. Passengers could sit in luxury watching the movie of their choice through state of the art four dimensional immersion glasses. Environmental simulators connected to the seats provided a sense of feeling to the images within the movies. The glasses themselves contained small replicators of common scents and perfumes. These fragrances would be sprayed throughout the movie adding a sense of smell to the scenes and combining with the movements and feeling provided by the chairs.
On any other occasion the theater would have been a strong temptation for Steven, but today it only seemed like a waste of valuable real estate. It is true that for some individuals space travel had become routine, but this was Steven’s first trip. Having just graduated from the United Nations Space Administration Academy as a stellar engineer, Steven was on his way to his first duty assignment. His specialty, organic and inorganic replicator systems constituted a relatively a new field and was greatly needed within the fleet. Just out of the academy, he already had been ordered to a posting on the flagship. The UNSA Gargarin, named for the first human in space. For seven years Steven waited for this day, and it was his intention to absorb every moment of his trip and not waste it watching another movie.
Replicator technology had the potential to further speed space exploration. The ability to reproduce any organic or inorganic material quickly from base components directly in space. With only a template and a short period of time anything could be produced directly on site. The need for large production facilities and transports from earth would soon be non existent. Replicators were already being utilized on a smaller scale. The small devices built into the four dimensional viewing glasses being one example. The large scale organic/metallic replicators, however, capable of building both organic and metallic items were new. Only a few existed within the fleet it was his job to construct and maintain those systems.
A sense of pride welled up within Steven as he looked around. A mirror on the side of the room caught his reflection and for a moment he stood transfixed at his new look. The sleek silver uniform of the UNSA looked dashing on the newly appointed lieutenant. The dark black bars on the shoulder epaulets signifying his rank. The collar on his long sleeve shirt top being the only significant variation in collar, a few shades darker than the rest of the uniform. On the right collar a small golden disk about an inch in diameter is affixed. The disk is embossed with an image of the international space station. A symbol of engineering seen as one of the monumental steps in the creation of the UNSA. Now the international space stations image is the symbol for the engineering corps within the UNSA. Directly across from his engineering insignia, on his left lapel, is another disk of identical shape and color. Embossed on this disk is an image of the planet earth, the United States on display in the center. All UNSA personnel wore similar disks with their country of origin always displayed prominently as the focal point of the symbol.
The long sleeve shirt was matched by an pair of pants in the same color. Both pieces of clothing were form fitted, but not overly tight. The clothing was constructed of a solar age material which was lightweight but could adapt to provide adequate heating and cooling for a variety of temperatures. A jacket could be worn over the shirt, but as the material adjusted automatically for temperature, the jacket was mostly an aesthetic choice. Frequently the jacket would be worn to more formal events. Two additional patches could be seen on either the jacket or the shirt. One over the right breast pocket bearing the last name of the wearer and another over the left breast stating “United Nationals Space Administration”.
Lieutenant Jinete, as Steven was formerly known, continued to review his image in the mirror. His sense of pride shifting slightly to trepidation as his gaze lowered towards his pants line. The faintest outline could be seen around Steven’s mid section. Though in his mind it was a giant sign indicating to the world that he was wearing non standard underwear. Turning quickly from the mirror Steven could swear he heard a crinkling sound echo throughout the cabin. He glanced nervously at those around him, but no one seemed to notice the incriminating noise.
For as long as he could remember Steven had an unexplained desire to wear diapers. The desire was suppressed through most of his childhood, but when he reached the academy seven years ago he took advantage of the new found privacy. Not that living in an academy afforded much privacy, but it was light years ahead of what he had living at home. At first he just purchased a bag of pharmacy grade diapers and wore them a few time. By the end of his seventh year, however, he had graduated to ABDL diapers purchased from specialty online stores. He never wore them frequently, once a week or so only, but loved the sense of comfort the diapers brought. The thought of having his secret exposed simultaneously thrilled and scared Steven more than anything else. It was this thought of discovery that echoed through Steven’s head in the moments before turning from the mirror.
The crinkling of his diaper still echoing through his ears, Steven began to regret his decision to wear on this particular day. In retrospect though, the decision had been irresistible. His newest bag of adult diapers is decorated with a space theme. Cartoon rockets, satellites, and planets dot the entire surface of the infantile garment. Small stars that fade away when wet line the background providing a adorable appearance. The chance to wear one of these diapers on his first trip into space was irresistible. Besides the convenience factor played a huge role in his decision also. Public restrooms even in such a prestigious location, were grody at best. Steven preferred to avoid them except in dire emergencies.
A beam of red light passed through the room snapping Steven out of his revelry. The laser he knew was an automated DNA tracking system verifying the identities of those on the elevator. Automated security systems like this had become a way of life in high security areas and they were hardly noticed anymore. Looking for the first time in front of him since turning from the mirror, Steven realizes he is facing a blank wall. To any outsiders his appearance must have seemed strange. Fortunately, there was one small change to normalize his appearance. Just to the side of him was a copy of the menu for the Fifth Floor Cafe.
The Fifth Floor Cafe, took up the entirely to the third passenger compartment. Located two floors below where Steven now stood, the cafe provides variety of items for sale to passengers. The lady at the counter when Steven got his boarding pass said that the cafe did reasonable business on its way to the spaceport, but the real revenue came during the decent trips. Passengers eager to return to the feeling of life on earth flock in for a chance to have an authentic earth mean. Steven held his finger up to the menu for a few minutes pretending to scan his options.
After waiting what seemed to be a reasonable amount of time Steven shook his head in a slight negative motion and dropped his hand. Moving back over to the window, he could see most of the earth at this point. Deep blue oceans inter spaced with bright white clouds and various land masses. The elevator should be arriving at its destination shortly. As if on cue, a gentle declaration could be heard throughout the elevator over a broadcast system. A few more minutes and they would be pulling into Spaceport Everest.