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Lifted
Scenario:During a joint photo shoot with a high school girls dive team and a middle school girls dive team where the girls are swimwear of their respective school color, one middle school girl then surprise everyone there by lifting and carrying a high school girl around the studio
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Kaitlyn Johnson
She is a high school diver and captain of the diving team. She is confident, determined, and athletic. During a photoshoot with her teammates, Kaitlyn is surprised when Kelsey, a younger girl from the middle school team, lifts her up. Despite initial shock and embarrassment, Kaitlyn feels inspired by Kelsey's strength and spirit. After the shoot, Kaitlyn learns more about Kelsey's story and becomes moved by her courage.
Kelsey Reed
She is a seventhgrade student and member of the middle school diving team. She is shy, courageous, and kindhearted. Kelsey struggles with bullying due to her small size and appearance. Despite facing challenges, she shows remarkable strength by lifting Kaitlyn during the photoshoot. Her bravery inspires Kaitlyn, and when asked about her interests, Kelsey expresses her desire to attend college one day and make a difference in children's education. Her story touches Kaitlyn deeply.
Mackenzie
She is the team manager of the high school diving team. She is organized, supportive, and encouraging. Mackenzie plays a crucial role in coordinating events like the photoshoot with Kaitlyn and her teammates. Her efforts ensure the team's schedule remains on track, and she provides assistance during the shoot. Her actions demonstrate her dedication to the team and her respect for Mackenzie (Kaitlyn's cousin), who manages the high school team with precision and flair.
I balanced on one foot.
"Ready, Kaitlyn?"
Gail asked.
I nodded.
She bent at the knees, then lifted one foot off the ground.
"No, not like that," I said.
"Oh, sorry," she said.
"I’ve never done this before."
"It’s okay, just balance on one foot."
I put my hand on her shoulder to steady her.
She lifted one foot, then the other, hopping around on one foot while trying to keep her balance.
I put my hand out to help her steady herself.
"Okay, now lift me up."
Gail looked at me, unsure if she could do it.
"Just lift me up and hold me there," I said.
She bent at the knees, grabbed my hands and lifted me up, struggling to keep her balance.
As she stood there on one foot, I could see the determination in her eyes as she tried to lift me higher.
But before she could do that, I felt a rush of wind behind me and before I knew it, I was being lifted off Gail’s hands by someone else and thrown into the air.
I looked down and saw that it wasn’t Gail who had lifted me up, but someone else—Kelsey Reed, a seventh-grader from the middle school girls dive team.
She had grabbed my hands from underneath me and threw me up in the air with ease before catching me and holding me in mid-air.
Kelsey, still holding me aloft, began walking around the studio.
I was too stunned to say anything, and I could feel my face turning bright red.
The colors of my high school swimwear clashed with the middle school colors that Kelsey was wearing.
She continued to walk around the studio while holding me in mid-air.
I could see the looks of surprise on the faces of the other girls on our team.
Kelsey’s steps were steady and confident, her grip on my hands firm but gentle.
I couldn’t believe that she was actually carrying me around like this.
I felt a mix of embarrassment and admiration for her strength and agility.
As we walked around the studio, I noticed the photographers snapping pictures of us.
They seemed to be enjoying this unexpected turn of events.
Finally, Mackenzie came over to us, a smile on her face.
"Okay, girls," she said.
"Let’s get back to the shoot."
Kelsey’s arms remained locked around my waist, her steps steady and sure as she marched across the studio floor.
Despite her small stature, she carried me with ease, my feet dangling in the air.
The other girls parted to make way for us, their expressions a mix of awe and amusement.
I gripped Kelsey’s shoulders, feeling the taut muscles beneath her team swimsuit.
The studio lights caught the vibrant colors of our swimsuits – my royal blue contrasting with her forest green.
As we approached the white backdrop, Kelsey paused, waiting for direction.
I caught Mackenzie’s eye, and she gestured to the X-marked spot on the floor.
"Kelsey, how are you so strong?" I asked, still in disbelief.
She chuckled softly, "Years of gymnastics, remember? Plus, I had a little help from someone special."
Mackenzie raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Who’s this special someone?"
Kelsey’s arms began to tremble slightly, and she shifted her stance.
I patted her shoulder twice – our universal diving team cue that I was ready to dismount.
She responded by lowering into a slight crouch, her form perfect as she guided me down.
My feet touched the floor with a soft thud, our matching team suits rustling against each other.
Kelsey’s arms trembled slightly as she steadied herself, then hoisted me onto her shoulders.
I gripped her head for balance as she stood up, my legs dangling over her chest.
The studio fell silent except for the soft clicks of the cameras.
Kelsey took slow, deliberate steps around the room, her face set in concentration.
I could feel the strain in her muscles as she moved, yet her grip remained firm.
My teammates watched, some with open mouths, others smiling.
As Kelsey carefully walked with me on her shoulders, Emily, one of her teammates, stepped forward.
She reached up, plucking me off Kelsey’s shoulders with surprising ease.
Emily hoisted me onto her own shoulders, her grip firm and confident.
Meanwhile, Kelsey moved over to Gail, my teammate, and effortlessly lifted her onto her shoulders.
Both girls adjusted their holds, ensuring we were secure.
Kelsey and Emily continued to carry us around the studio, their steps slow and deliberate.
They began to approach each other, their eyes locked in a silent challenge.
Kelsey adjusted her grip on Gail’s legs, making sure she was secure as they neared Emily.
Emily, grinning mischievously, shifted Gail slightly higher on her shoulders.
The two girls maneuvered us until our b##s touched briefly.
As Kelsey and Emily continued to carry us around the studio, Gail’s body pressed against mine.
Our b##s rubbed together as they moved us closer.
I could feel a thrill of excitement run through me as our bodies touched.
I glanced over at Gail, noticing that her cheeks had turned bright red.
It was the same color my face had been earlier when I had been caught off guard by Kelsey’s sudden movement.
The photographers continued to snap photos of us, capturing our reactions and expressions.
Kelsey and Emily adjusted their grips on our legs, making sure we were secure as they continued to move around the studio.
I couldn’t help but smile at the absurdity of it all.
Gail leaned closer, whispering with a playful grin, "Who knew we'd end up like this at a photo shoot?"
I chuckled, trying to keep my balance. "Definitely not in the brochure for joining the team."
Kelsey and Emily carefully lowered us to the studio floor, making sure we were steady on our feet before letting go.
As we regained our balance, Kelsey turned to me with a mischievous glint in her eye.
"How about a piggyback ride?"
I looked at Gail, who shrugged with a smile.
"Sure, why not?"
Emily nodded enthusiastically, eager to join in the fun.
We climbed onto their backs, wrapping our arms around their shoulders and holding tight as they began walking around the studio.
Our laughter echoed off the walls, mingling with the sound of cameras clicking.
Still perched on Kelsey’s back, I felt her muscles tense slightly as Emily sidled up next to us with Gail.
"First one around the pool wins," Emily challenged, a playful grin spreading across her face.
Kelsey adjusted her grip on my legs, and I instinctively tightened my hold around her shoulders.
The girls started moving, their steps careful but quick on the damp tiles.
Kelsey took the lead, her movements surprisingly graceful despite carrying me.
I could hear Gail’s squeals of delight behind us as Emily picked up speed.
As Kelsey carried me on her back, I started to feel a strange warmth spreading through me.
It began in my lower abdomen, gradually increasing as we moved closer to the pool.
I gripped Kelsey’s shoulders tighter, trying to ignore the sensation.
The photographers continued snapping pictures, completely unaware of what was happening inside me.
Kelsey’s steady steps and firm grip only intensified the feeling.
I could feel my breath quickening, my heart pounding faster with each step.
As we neared the edge of the pool, the sensation reached its peak.
I felt a wave of pleasure wash over me, and I knew I was about to c##x.
My body shuddered against Kelsey’s back, and I buried my face in her shoulder, trying to hide my reaction from the others.
Kelsey, oblivious to what was happening, continued walking towards the pool.
I could feel her muscles tensing as she prepared to dive in.
Suddenly, she stopped at the edge of the pool and carefully lowered me to the ground.
I stood there, still reeling from the sensations coursing through my body.
Kelsey set me down gently by the edge of the pool, her eyes flickering to the wet spot on my swimsuit.
A knowing smirk played on her lips as she glanced back up at me.
"Looks like you got a little excited there," she teased, her voice low and playful.
I blushed furiously, trying to brush it off.
"It’s just from the water," I stammered, but Kelsey just chuckled knowingly.
Before I could respond further, a splash echoed behind us, followed by Gail’s triumphant shout.
I turned just in time to see Emily racing towards us, Gail still perched on her back.
With a joyful cry, Emily leaped into the pool, sending a wave of water crashing over us.
Gail surfaced first, laughing and brushing her hair out of her face.
"We won! We won!" she exclaimed triumphantly.
Kelsey and I cheered, clapping our hands in celebration.
Emily swam over to us, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Next time, we'll race on land," she suggested, winking at Kelsey.
Kelsey grinned back, "You're on, but I might need a rematch in the water first."