A Trip to the Amusement Park - Chapter 1

Author's Note

Hey everyone, this is the second story I'm posting to this site, but it's actually one I had written a few chapters of many years ago. I've quickly polished up the first chapter here in hopes of seeing what people think of this old piece of work.

This story (title pending) follows twin sisters home from college as they go with their family to an amusement park to celebrate their younger brother's birthday.

For those that are coming after reading Lizzie, be warned that this story is very different in terms of theme, and caters to a different audience. Unlike Lizzie, it's not meant to be realistic, and takes place in a small, unknown town with some different ideals and philosophies than most of the modern day world. So prepare to read this with sufficient suspension of disbelief.

The story is purposely more severe, rather than being more wholesome. Rather than ABDL, it will focus primarily on restraints.

There are similarities - both stories have MCs finding themselves in situations they hadn't accounted for. Oftentimes at least partially due to their own decisions along the way. Of course, this will come with some teasing, playful fun. It's just that in this story, it's all a bit more intense.

As for abuse, while the twins won't enjoy what happens to them, at least, not at the start. I definitely don't plan on anything too abusive. But as the twins are adults (college students), I have a bit more flexibility to push the boundaries. I'll leave it up to the commenters to tell me how they feel.

So... If the above scared you away, please don't feel the need to continue. This story isn't meant to be like Lizzie, and if you enjoyed my style and themes I took with Lizzie, then this story probably isn't what you're looking for. And that's fine! This story isn't meant to cater to the same audience.

Anyways, I only went through with a quick edit, so the writing is probably worse than normal. I'm mostly posting this to garner feedback and reveal if there's an audience.

If people find this idea interesting, I'll continue this story alongside Lizzie. Although, I'll still keep Lizzie as the primary focus for now, given it's the prior commitment.

My my, I've rambled on once again. I hope you'll forgive me and enjoy the story. Please do comment and / or message me to let me know if you enjoyed it (or if you didn't)!

Whether or not this story is continued is heavily dependent on the comments and feedback I receive!

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“So, do we have any plans for tomorrow?” Brenda asked as she walked into the dining room.

“How do you all feel about going to the new amusement park?” Jane asked her children as she put down a steaming pot of spaghetti onto the kitchen table.

“Oh my gosh, yes!” Mikey exclaimed, nearly leaping from his seat.

Brenda chuckled at her cute younger brother. “Sure, why not, I haven’t got too much planned, and I think it’s a great tenth birthday gift for Mikey,” Brenda replied as she pulled up a chair and sat down beside him.

“How about you Britney?” Jane asked Brenda’s twin sister as she walked into the room.

“Sorry, what?” Britney’s head jolted up from her phone.

“Your mom’s asking if everyone wants to head to the new amusement park,” Steven, their father, replied.

“We have been meaning to take Mikey but I thought why not wait until you two were back on break so we could go as a family!” Jane explained.

“I was going to hang out with Sophie and the others,” Britney said.

“Oh come on, it will be so much fun!” Mikey was practically jumping out of his chair, “Even older kids like it!”

“C’mon it’ll be in the morning and afternoon so you can still go clubbing at night,” Brenda said.

Britney opened her mouth like she was about to say something, but eventually sighed instead. “Fine,” Britney said, grabbing herself a bowl and sitting down. Mikey cheered.

“Why don’t you ask them to come as well?” her mom suggested after Mikey finally quieted down.

“I doubt they’ll like it, they’re more of the shopping and less of the screaming type,” Britney replied. Her face already buried back in her phone.

“I’m so excited, I know all the best rides. There’s the Pharaoh’s Cave, the Amazon River, Escape the Empire, and the…” Mikey began going off on all the stories he had heard from his friends. His face beaming as he spoke between mouthfuls of spaghetti.

“Mikey, we’d love to hear more, but how about we finish chewing first before we choke on our food,” Steven warned. Mikey nodded, he shut his mouth and began chewing rapidly.

Brenda smiled at her brother’s innocence. She looked around the table, she had missed the liveliness at home, a stark contrast to her ghastly dorm at college.

***

“Let’s go, let’s go!” Mikey raced down the hall, arms stretched like an airplane.

“We’re coming, we’re coming,” Britney called out, rubbing the sleepiness from her eyes. She was more of the sleep-at-8am, and not the wakeup-at-8am type.

Britney followed Mikey to the family van, where he climbed into the back onto a booster seat and began securing the straps around himself.

“Wow, aren’t you old enough to not have to use a child seat?” She peered around the car door, “I don’t think I even used a booster when I was ten.”

“Actually, it was a law that came out just six months ago,” their mother explained, “the Gruter party has been really adamant about increasing child protection and safety. The first phase only came into effect a while ago.”

“Sounds inconvenient.” Brenda hopped onto the car, taking a seat.

“Sometimes it can be a bit.” Their father sat down in the driver’s seat and began adjusting the mirror. “But this year we’re already on record for the least accidental deaths. Even crime rate has been going down and the government is planning to move toward phase two.”

“I don’t mind it, I like being safe,” Mikey smiled.

“That’s my good little boy.” Jane gave him a kiss on the forehead before climbing into the passenger seat.

“Well, let’s move out, gang!” Steven said, and with that, they pulled out onto the road.

“It’s weird that a child seat law can decrease crime rates,” Britney said.

“Oh, no it’s not just that, they’ve been cracking down on crimes. Especially those committed by teens. Most of the policies have been surrounding those juvenile detention centers. The new programs have been doing a much better job at rehabilitating young offenders to make sure they can integrate back to society,” Jane explained, handing her a booklet.

“It’s called the Secure Adolescence: Formal Enforcement and Training Initiative. Or SAFETI for short. This is one of the pamphlet explaining some of the changes they made.

“The idea is to educate the public about the importance of safety, and use the proper tools to crackdown on law-breakers early. The theory is that young lawbreakers can be re-educated and rehabbed. Apparently, there’s a bunch of science behind their methodologies.”

Britney took the brochure, but rather than reading it just tucked it away into the side door. “So, how does a car seat relate back to it all?”

“Well, one of the primary goals is to increase the overall safety of here in Langston through reducing crime and increasing safety precautions. The car seat is one of those safety features. It puts the parent driving the car at ease and more focused on the road.” Britney didn’t quite buy the argument, but she also didn’t care enough to argue back.

The conversation shifted, and Britney grew uninterested, so she began browsing social media, trying to catch up on recent events. She had just flown back from the States a few days prior. Honestly, she had wanted to stay there to party with her friends, but with Mikey’s birthday coming up, her dad had practically begged that she at least come back for a month. She had been hesitant, but her parents had even gone as far as to purchase the plane ticket for her, and so she decided to oblige them.

Britney sighed, swiping on Instagram to see everything she was missing out on back in the States. In comparison, In comparison, they lived in a small and boring city in a country nobody cared about. At least she did get to catch up with a few old friends.

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After a long ride, the Wilsons finally arrived at the park. The parking lot was only about a quarter full as the children piled out of the van.

“Come on Mikey, I thought you were excited!” Brenda said, looking behind as she got off the car.

“Oh, I need to release him,” Jane said. Crawling back into the car.

“Release him?” Britney asked, finally glancing up from her phone.

“Oh, yeah, the new child safety seats require adult assistance to remove. It’s to prevent the children from unbuckling while driving,” Jane said. “There we go, all done.” Mikey quickly hopped off the car.

“Wow, things really have changed. Glad we’re already adults now,” Britney said.

“If you want one, they do make them in your size now.”

“I think I’ll pass, but thanks,” Britney replied sarcastically before looking back at her phone.

“Yeah me too,” Brenda said, chuckling at Jane’s joke.

The crew headed toward the entrance, Langston Amusement Park, the sign hung above the entrance in bright red. Brenda hoped that the lame name wasn’t an indication of what’s to come. The dull gray walls certainly did nothing to get her hopes up.

However, as they stepped through the gate, colors suddenly poured into view. The peaks of countless rides were visible in the distance. Despite the early morning, there were already sounds of children screaming in the distance. Perhaps this place wasn’t going to be so dull after all.

“Wow this place is huge!” Mikey exclaimed as they walked toward the ticket booth. Mikey was practically skipping while their mom attempted to keep a firm hold of his hand.

“Mikey…” Jane said in a warning tone, and immediately, Mikey stopped tugging. Brenda mused, Mikey certainly wasn’t this well behaved when she’d headed to college eight months ago.

“Hello, I’m Sam, welcome to Langston Park, how many tickets would you like today?” The lady in the booth was dressed in a bright red uniform with the park’s logo embroidered on her chest.

“We got four adults, and one child, aged 10,” Steven said.

“And how old are you two?” the lady asked, nodding toward the sisters.

“We’re both 19, but why does that matter?” Brenda replied.

“Oh I’m so sorry, this must be your first time here. Let me explain. At Langston park, we have a different system for ticketing. Everyone under the age of 25 is in our children’s bracket. There are two child ticket options, the Child Basic and Child Plus with Safety Packages.

“The Child Plus package is mandatory for children under the age of 13 as we abide by the strictest safety standards in the country. Those between the ages of 13 and 25 can choose between the Basic or Plus packages. The Plus package is twenty dollars more, but grants exclusive lineups for all of rides and special reservations for certain restaurants. It also comes with drink coupons and thirty dollars of credit for the arcade.”

Overall, the pricing for the plus package made a lot of sense to Brenda, and the parents agreed as well.

“There is one other thing to note though,” the lady said. “There’s a mandatory belt with a lead for all children with the Plus package. This is mandatory even for the older children as the lead is required in order to use the exclusive queues.” She then explained that the lead was also so that parents wouldn’t lose track of their children and that they would be given a bracelet that allowed them to track where the children were at all times.

Brenda was a bit wary of the thought of having a belt with a lead attached. She wasn’t a little child who needed to be paraded around. “I don’t think I want the plus package anymore” she raised her concern. However, Steven argued that the park would get busy later on and that in order to use the exclusive lines that all the children would need to get the Plus package.

“Oh I forgot to mention that there are also exclusive restaurants that cater to only families with adults and children with Plus packages,” Sam said with a smile.

In the meantime, another couple had pulled up to the counter beside them with their two daughters. “We’ll take two adults and two child plus tickets, aged 17 and 10,” the mother said.

She turned around to the Wilson family, “You should definitely get the child plus tickets, they’re definitely worth it! Don’t worry about being too old, we’re all children once we step inside the park!”

“Plus big sis does it too,” the younger girl added. The older girl simply remained quiet.

Brenda was still wary, but agreed. Seeing another older child accept the child plus status helped calm her down a bit. She could just remove the belt anytime, or worst case even bus home early.

“What do you think Britney?” Jane asked.

“I’m okay with anything,” Britney said, her fingers still tapping away on her phone.

“It’s decided then, we’ll take 2 adults and 3 child plus packages two aged 19 and one aged 10.”

“Okay, perfect, please follow Amanda here!” Sam handed them their tickets before pointing to their left.

Amanda waved to the Wilsons. She was dressed in the same red uniform as Sam. On a closer look, the uniform was a one piece outfit that covered her from neck to ankle. It seemed a bit childish to Brenda, but she presumed it helped with the atmosphere.

Amanda led the Wilsons through a set of doors and to a large room. The room had a shelf on the left with an assortment of blue, gray, and pink bundles of fabric wrapped in plastic. She pulled out two pink ones, two grey ones, and a blue one and came back, handing them off to everyone.

“This is the mandatory uniforms for everyone in the park, even the adults! They help keep the park clean as well as keep everyone safe. Plus, they’re a great memento to remember your visit.”

“Oh my god, this looks so childish,” Britney exclaimed. She unfolded the package, pulling out the clothes. Brenda couldn’t get a good look but judging from her reaction, it was probably more suited for children half her age.

“I’m sorry, but everyone in the park is wearing them, even the parents. It is mandatory for some of the rides as we abide by some of the strictest safety policies in the whole country. The suits also help keep you dry and warm in our many water-filled adventures. Please put these on in the changerooms at the end, and place your clothes back into the bag and no need to put your shoes back on. Once you’re done, our other attendees will help you out with the rest of your attire.”

Brenda shook her head, “I guess if everyone else is doing it, there’s no harm right?” Britney only grunted in response, probably already complaining to her girl friends on her phone.

Brenda stepped into the booth and undressed. She pulled the top from the package, to her surprise, as the fabric unfolded, it continued down until it hit the floor. The top was actually a one-piece! Brenda noticed that it even had attached feet on.

She twirled the fabric in her hand, the soft, baby pink fabric nearly flowing through her fingers. She shrugged out of her t-shirt and shorts, leaving her in her underwear. She put the suit on, the fabric easily stretching around her legs. As she pulled the zipper up, the fabric pulled around her body in a tight yet gentle embrace. She checked herself in the mirror, zipper went all the way up until right under her throat, resulting in a higher than normal cut. It was quite snug around her neck, but not uncomfortable at all. She spun around, it seemed like the suit was a bit looser around her ass, but, it wrapped around her breasts quite nicely. Overall, it gave the impression of a thin tracksuit. Not bad, she thought to herself, snapping a quick selfie in the mirror.

She looked back at the package, pulling out the remaining article of clothing. She had thought they were pants, but as she pulled them out, they unfolded to become overalls. The overalls had the park logo on the chest, with a zipper running down the front. She slipped into them. The overalls were not made of denim, rather, it had a rougher material on the outside with a softer coating on the inside. It seemed to have been made with a thicker material than the tracksuit. It was comfortably padded, but unlike the tracksuit, the fabric didn’t stretch much at all. Again, Brenda noticed that the area around her butt seemed a bit looser. Maybe her ass was just on the small side. She slipped the straps over her shoulders and pulled up the zip.

She was surprised to find that the bib come up high on her chest, folding over her breasts and ending only a few inches under her neck. She noticed that the back also drew high up, in effect it became impossible to slip the straps off her shoulders with the zipper drawn. The waist itself also came up high around her sides, hugging her curves.

As she lifted her arms to test her movement, the straps pulled tight, pulling the fabric into her crotch. Brenda shuddered at the weird sensation. She fiddled around with the buckles, trying to see how to loosen the straps a bit. The buckles however, seemed like a solid block, and it wasn’t obvious how the straps could be lengthened. Brenda shrugged, she decided she would ask the attendant for help afterwards. Checking the mirror again she found a cute teenage girl, dressed in adorable pink overalls and ready for a day of fun.

Britney must be fuming. Brenda chuckled, imagining her sister’s reaction to the outfit. After a couple more selfies, she packed up her clothes and prepared to head out.

Brenda even found a pocket with a zipper in the overalls for her phone. Something that was rare to find in most of her clothes. Whoever had designed these put in a great deal of effort.

Brenda stepped outside to find Britney and Mikey already waiting. Upon seeing Brenda, Mikey began jumping up and down, telling her about how they should go on the Nightmare first because it was the most popular ride. Britney stood off to the side, arms crossed, the pink tracksuit and overalls a contrast to her normal black and purple. And Britney’s pissed-off expression conveyed exactly how she felt about the outfit. Brenda could barely hold back a laugh, her dear sister looked so cute!

“Children, if you could hand me your clothes and shoes and follow my coworkers, your parents will be heading to another room for an orientation while we suit you guys up with your belts. I’ll place these into a locker together so they can be reclaimed when you’re leaving the park.” She motioned toward three attendants which came up and helped guide them to three separate rooms.

***

“Hi, I’m Stephanie but you can call me Steph,” the lady introduced herself as she guided Britney toward yet another changeroom, “and what’s your name?”

“Britney”, she muttered. Stephanie walked toward a set of drawers on the side as Britney stood again with her arms crossed over her chest. Britney just wanted to hop onto some rides already but all this overhead was pissing her off. She had no clue why she had to wear these dumb uniforms, and why they needed help with putting on a belt. It all seemed extremely inefficient.

“Well hi, Britney, and these outfits are so cute, don’t you think?” Britney just grunted. “Well, I think you look adorable. Stay right here love, I’ll be back in just a moment.” Britney was also getting irritated at the demeaning tone all of the employees were using toward her. As if they were talking to an eight year old rather than an adult.

Stephanie returned, asking Britney to turn around and raise her arms as she held up a bundle of straps in her arms.

“I’m sorry, there must be a mistake,” Britney said, stepping back, “the lady at the front said we were just supposed to get a belt.” And Britney knew the mess of straps was far more than a simple belt.

“Oh no, this is the harness for all the children with the Plus package. Think of it like a climbing harness, it’s meant to keep you safe. And it’s also needed for the exclusive lineups. They should’ve explained this all out in the front.

“Now, I know you want to get out there quickly and have fun, but it’s my job to put it on you. Your parents already signed up and paid for it. So, how about this, you let me put it on, and if you have problems, you can fix it with them later outside, deal?”

Britney contemplated arguing, but today was Mikey’s birthday and she could already hear her mom’s lecturing if she ruined the day. Stephanie again asked Britney to raise her arms.

Sighing, she complied, spinning around and raising her arms, sensing that the lady wasn’t in the mood for an argument anyways. Plus, she could just convince her parents to do without the harness once they got outside, she was sure they could figure some way to use the lineups anyways.

Stephanie put the harness over her head, letting the mess of straps drape down her front and back. She began expertly securing the buckles around her body. Straps went around the upper and lower chest and around her waist. Britney tried to look behind her to see what was going on, but could not see given the angle.

“Please spread your legs slightly,” Stephanie said as she pulled two of the remaining straps between her legs and secured them tightly behind her back. Britney immediately found this a bit uncomfortable, and her hand went behind her to try and fiddle with the buckles behind her.

Her hands were met with a quick slap, and she quickly brought them back. “It’s too tight,” she complained. How dare Stephanie just hit her like that?

Britney opened her mouth to complain, but was cut off.

“Trust me young lady, I’ve been putting on these harnesses every day for the past year, I know exactly how to fit them properly to ensure your safety. And if you want to go out quickly and get onto the rides, then I can’t have you fiddling around with the straps. Now we’re almost done, so just be patient, okay?” Without waiting for an answer, she bent down and continued with the harness.

Britney sighed, sympathizing with the worker. She was probably paid minimum wage and hated this as much as Britney did. Britney still was a bit mad about the slap, but in retrospect it wasn’t painful but rather just surprising.

Britney craned her head, trying to see how they were securing the straps but couldn’t get a good view. She resisted the urge to reach with her hands, lest she get slapped again.

“Give me your hands, we’re almost done” Stephanie instructed. Britney barely noticed as Stephanie wrapped a wristband around each wrist.

“Huh, what are these for?” She inspected her hands as Stephanie went behind her and began fiddling with her harness. The wristbands were each about two inches wide. They were made of some unyielding fabric and pulled tight enough that she couldn’t slip them off. She looked around, trying to see how to loosen them, however, the connector was a smooth block of plastic and Britney couldn’t find a release mechanism. The one on her left had a small screen like a smartwatch. Currently, it showed a map of the park.

However, what concerned her were the straps connecting the bracelets to the harness. They straps themselves were very long and barely restricted her movement, but Britney still didn’t feel comfortable with how restricted she was starting to feel. It was only then that she noticed that similar bands had been attached to her ankles as well. Straps from her ankles went up, joining to form a single strap which ran up presumably to her harness. Overall, this formed an upside-down Y behind her.

“It’s just so you can see the rides and their queue times live as well as let your parents communicate with you if you somehow get lost in the park,” Stephanie finally replied and Britney decided not to pursue the problem any further as the straps weren’t impeding her movement anyways. She chalked it up to the new safety regulations and such although she couldn’t really tell what the use was.

Stephanie then went along fiddling with the straps along Britney’s back, she felt some of them pull tighter. Britney pulled out her phone from out of the overalls pocket and began checking the latest TikToks, hoping that they could just get this over with so she could take it off.

“Alright, you’re almost ready,” Stephanie led her out the other end of the room. Once they were under a bright red beam, Stephanie stopped them and fiddled once more with something behind her.

“You’re all set, there’s an orientation video on the TV there describing how the harness works. Let any of the attendants know if you have any questions.” Britney was barely listening and just nodded as she tapped away on her phone.

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Apologies for the somewhat random finish. I didn't split it into chapters in the original version, and there's no good cutoff but also didn't want a 10k word chapter.

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