Climb the climbing wall

From Create Your Own Story

You consider going up one of the palms but it looks pretty scratchy and you're not wearing any of your gear. You then run to the cimbing wall, your tits swing wildly unrestrained. You've hardly moved your body for days and recently gave birth to hundreds of thousands of maggots, so you're a bit weaker than normal.

You walk past the 'males' enclosure and check them out. They're all cute different and fit, a couple quite muscular, dressed like skate-boarders, gazing at your enormous poking nipples or nude exposed lower area. Reaching the climbing wall you begin climbing. Its a tough wall, difficult grips, almost no jugs, mostly pockets, pinches and slopers with some mini-jugs on the incline slope, which you reach when their enclosure rises. The wall goes very high, maybe 50 ft.

The tallest teen runs up the wall attemting to jump up and grab your leg. You raise your legs and his fingers brush your foot. You look down, one, two, three, four, five. Where's the other. A couple of them are climbing. The other three remain on the floor looking up at your exposed rear, legs ludely spread. You didn't care. They were after the flag at your side, but terror coursed through you, being chased.

She struggled up the incline dangling from the grips and was pulling up to the next straight climb