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11 - Lillica Limit Emergency


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>Ask the guy from the art society to make you a private "fountain" in an enclosed space so that you can relieve yourself.

At this point, you're so desperate for relief that you can hardly think.

Your lingering remnants of modesty make you remove your hand from between your legs - after all, a girl can't be seen grabbing somewhere like that in public - but you slowly move over and talk to the student from the Art Society.

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"H-Hey, c-could you maybe make one of those fountains for me as well? Nothing fancy, just something small and simple and cute, and sturdy enough for me to sit on the edge, not too high so I can stay balanced, and the water not too cold, and somewhere private where nobody would see...

I-It would be really, really refreshing..."

"Unfortunately, these fountains were hard to transport so I haven't brought any other materials. If you had the tools and things to make it out of, I could give it a try-"

So it was an item retrieval quest. Okay, you could do that. The reward would be worth it. Definitely. All you had to do was go get some things--

"Lillica, what you asking?! We need to hurry up and get to Jasmine!" Fortunately, Felicity still has her common sense.

>Explain your problem to Felicity

>Charge through

>Move carefully

>Talk to a different bystander

>Other: ________

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Explain problem to Felicity, ask for suggestions.

Definitely stay away from that robot! :s Tell Felicity what's going on and ask her to help you through the crowd.

That's right. You could rely on Felicity. Even if it was embarrassing, you could tell her what was going on, since she did already know about the whole Princess Curse deal as well. You slowly move closer and whisper to her.

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"F-Felicity... Actually, t-the Princess Curse tea has kind of activated, so now... I need to go really bad. I... I don't think I can make it down this corridor like it is..."

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"A...Ah." Felicity sighs, blushing a small bit. "T-That's a problem."

"Yeah, a problem..." You give her a pleading look. "C-Can you come up with anything to help...?"

"A strategy to help you deal with that, huh... Geez, what kind of things are you making me think of? Well, since I guess you are in kind of an urgent pinch and can't focus properly, I'll see what I can do."

Felicity begins thinking hard.

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"Hmmmm..... if she... maybe.... but then what if..... and then.... or maybe what about.... but then she might..... so I'd have to... but... I'd see her..... and that means..... or maybe.... if she...."

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"............................................"

Felicity has gone silent, now deep in thought.

>"Ummm, it's okay, you don't need to think that hard about it--"

>Let her keep thinking

>Whisper something else into her ear: _____

>Leave her behind

>Other: __________

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Take a page from Kiss-x-sis. Hop up on Felicity's shoulders. This will provide the necessary pressure in "that place" freeing up the hands. It may also place Lilica out of reach of the tickle bot and out of earshot of the fountains so they can charge through the crowd. This also places Felicity in danger of Lilica's time running out, thereby increasing the suspense to incredible heights.

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"Wait, Felicity, I've got it!" You shake her out of whatever trance she was in. "These obstacles are too much for one person, but... we can do it if the two of us combine!"

"Combine?"

"Yeah, combine, combine! I'll get on your shoulders, and we'll battle through the crowd like that!"

There was a silence for a moment.

"I'll get on your shoulders, and--"

"I... I heard you the first time." Felicity sounds like she doesn't want to hear it for the second.

"We can do it, right?"

"Well, we could, but..."

"Then let's go! Combine!"

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*Lillica and Felicity have combined*

Whooaah, you suddenly feel tall! Well, neither of you are that tall on your own so the result is nothing that would make the basketball team jealous, but being this high up put everything in a new perspective.

Plus, Felicity's shoulders were comfortable. Especially due to the top she was wearing, you could feel how smooth her skin was.

There were a few technical complications with you not having any panties on, but some careful adjusting of your skirt avoids any unnecessarily lewd contact.

The two of you are ready!

"We're the perfect team!" You smirk. "You'd call this combination 'The Felillica Protocol', right?"

"N-No.... y-you're on top... so it would be Lillicity..." It seems like Felicity isn't quite thinking straight.

"Let's get moving. An uncombined robot will be no match for two combined humans!"

"Right..."

Felicity begins walking.

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Your whole body shakes up and down from the movement.

Each bump sends a jolt inside your body, increasing the pressure in an already dangerously overfull place.

You know, maybe you should have thought this idea through a bit more.

Of all places, if you lost it here... your thoughts melt from the very notion.

That's right. Hold it in, hold it in, hold it--

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"Haaaaahhh---?!"

You let your guard down - before you knew it you felt something hot spurt out, and you instantly clamp your legs together and squeeze as tight as possible to stop it.

If you let up on the pressure even a bit, you were going to burst.

"Felicity, Felicity, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really about to--"

"G-Ggggccck--Lillica-your legs---I---can't-breathe---"

Felicity's face seems to somehow be going white and an intense shade of crimson at the same time.

Not just for your sake, but Felicity's too, focus, focus, focus----

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*BZAAAAAAAAPPP*

Because you forgot to turn your sparkles off, five of them hit Felicity at once and cause a chain reaction, brutally electrocuting her for 160 damage.

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Felicy has collapsed. You take 20 damage each.

She's still conscious, but pretty shaken.

You're not sure you can hold on for that much longer, either.

*Lillica and Felicity have uncombined*

>Try combining again

>Combine with one of the other bystanders

>Combine with the robot

>Different plan: __________

>Use item: __________

>Other: _____________

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Push the photo club girl to the tickle robot. As it starts to tickle, throw water on it from the fountain making it short circuit. Then run to the pool

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"Ummm... h-hey..." You make your way towards the photo club girl. "Ummm... actually...."

You begin to have second thoughts. The photo club girl didn't really do anything wrong, did she? She was just doing her club stuff.

Now, you didn't have anything against extremely violent solutions when your opponent deserved it (by doing things like being a spider), but really, would it be fair to subject an innocent bystander to something like that?

Maybe it would be a better idea to ask her nicely if she could--

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"Gyaaaaaah!"

"Ahhh, huh--?!"

Because your legs aren't in the most reliable state at the moment, you trip over and crash right into her, knocking her backwards through the air right into the tickle robot! It was an accident, so you're completely absolved of any moral blame!

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"U-Uwa, wait, no, help me---!" The photo club girl cries, "I don't like tentaacccllleesss---!"

But you can do nothing as you watch her fly further and further back into the jaws of the ticklebot.

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"Uwaaaaaaaaa----!!"

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A brilliant light shines out as the two of them collide, along with a shower of electric sparkles, causing you to temporarily shield your eyes.

When the light clears, you see the photo club girl is gone.

So is the robot, in fact.

In their place...

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*Photo Girl and Tickle Robot have combined*

Is a fearsome cross between man and machine, a combat cyborg specially designed for the purposes of photography and tickling, and it was clear that it was very, very good at both of them.

Maybe their affinity was high, or you propelled the girl into the robot at just the right velocity, but the fact of the matter was that two huge dangers had now combined into one gigantic danger.

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You don't understaaaaand.

You're not sure if you ever will.

>Run away

>Fight the cyborg

>Try to negotiate

>Try to revive Felicity

>Charge through

>Other: _____________

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Felicity has proven invaluable to aiding our cause. I elect we revive her first, then do our best to try and get by.

And also, considering the damage poor Felicity has sustained so far, we should find her something to restore her HP before... bad things happen.

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You crawl over to Felicity.

"Felicityyyy."

Her eyes are looking dazed.

"Feliiiccciiiiiiiiittttyyyyyyy."

No reply.

You wave your hand in front of her face but she doesn't respond.

You poke her on the cheek. Super soft.

Still no response, though.

You suspect that if you tried giving her the Perfect Cola in this state, you might end up drowning her.

>Whisper something into her ear: ______

>Use item: _______

>Massage

>Check her panties

>Other: _________

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Attempt a massage to awaken her. If that doesn't work, tell her you're going to try CPR. If that doesn't work, tell her you're going to check her panties.

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Yes, a massage.

People didn't like getting woken up, but everyone liked massages, so if you get woken up by a massage, you can't complain, right?

That's what you thought.

You would like it if a massage woke you up, but your alarm clock couldn't do that. It could only beep and shake.

Now, where would you massage her? You feel like if you overstepped your boundaries you'd probably get a hard smack once she woke up, so the safest option would be her feet.

Crawling over, you gently remove her left sandal and begin massaging.

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As you massage her, you shift your own legs up and down to try and keep your desperation down, which kind of worked but not really.

You were really at bursting point. Every move you make, you have to make slowly and carefully. Jolts from your arms could travel down and become a tiny extra squeeze between your thighs. You had to be even more careful with your legs: with every movement you needed to refocus to make sure you never let up on the pressure.

One wrong move would be like tipping over a full glass inside you.

Your breathing gets heavier as you run your thumb along the arch of Felicity's foot, and softly squeeze her toes between your fingers.

Your back was to all the student bystanders, so you slowly allowed yourself a bit of mercy. Still massaging Felicity with your right hand, you bring your left down into your skirt and squeeze as hard as you can, tensing up and shivering for a moment. That was good. You could let your leg muscles relax a bit. Just a bit.

Your face is burning up, glad that nobody else can see exactly what you're doing or exactly how bad you needed the bathroom.

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"Nnn... haaaahh.... haaahh... uuuu....!"

For a moment you need to stop massaging as the intensity gets worse. Both hands pressed firmly into you, you take a deep breath and hold very still as you will yourself not to lose control.

You need to go badly.

You need to go so, so badly.

It was going to spill. It'll leak. It'll overflow. You can't take it. Lillica can't take it. You're just a highschool girl.

"Haaahh... ahh!"

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You bend forwards and grab yourself desperately with your right hand while your left goes back to massaging.

Bathroom bathroom battthhhrrooom.

In fact, maybe if you put Felicity's foot between your thighs, you could massage her at the same time as - no that's an absolutely terrible idea.

You can't think straight, but you realize that this massage wasn't working. Keeping it up would just end with a still dazed Felicity and a new Lillica-branded puddle on the floor.

You needed to switch plans.

Slowly moving next to her head, you cup your hand to your mouth and whisper into her ear.

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"Felicity, if you don't wake up, I'm going to try CPR on you."

No reply.

".....If you don't wake up, I'm going to steal your panties."

Still no reply.

Now, were you going to keep your word?

You're not sure you could remember how to do proper CPR, but the second option was certainly a possibility.

>Do it

>Don't do it

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Since you can't think straight, take her panties and use them as your own, so that you both keep your word and now have a pair of panties.

>Do it

Well, stealing someone's panties without their permission was a bit mean, so you'd probably give them back if she asked.

But either way, there was no harm in seeing if it worked.

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"WHAT THE HECK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING--?!"

Felicity's foot flies straight into the bottom of your chin at an incredible speed.

*You take 30 damage*

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"Panty stalker! Underwear gremlin! Invasive Skirtographer! Oppervertunist!! Your brain's corrupted with a sexual harrasmentality! A degenerate to the core! The Lillincarnation of Lillicarnal desire!! Honestly, I can't believe you! Seriously, I know they're important, but are panties the only thing on your mind half the time?! Sure, do whatever you want with your own, it's not like I'm interested in your underwear or anything at all, but you see this skirt here that I'm wearing? Nothing is allowed in and up past the hem except the new clean pair of panties I put on that morning! Your hand is not a clean pair of panties, so it's not allowed!! It's banned! In fact, it's contra-banned!! Even if your hand was bitten by an Asian Saw-Scaled Viper and the only antidote was kept on the inside of my skirt, you still need to ask before you can take it! Of course, that would be an emergency situation so I'd say yes, but you need to let a girl prepare her heart before you get your hand anywhere near there!! Do you understand, or do you want me to drill the entire history of social etiquette regarding panties right into your head starting from square one? DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!"

"I-I understand..."

"Seriously, if you were anyone else and you tried that, you'd be dead right now!"

Your plan to wake up Felicity was successful, at least. She's pretty mad, but it looks like she'll calm down and it probably isn't something she'll hold a grudge over.

>Talk with Felicity more

>Come up with a plan to get through: _____

>Come up with emergency measures to hold back your desperation: _____

>Other: ______

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So, she says "What? Afraid you might like it?". I just have to see that....

"R-Relax, Felicity, it's just skinship between girls, nothing that major~" You smile and try to wave it off. "I mean, the girls in the fashion club probably do it all the time, right?"

"Lillica, you need to realize that you're the only girl who thinks the way you do by a very wide margin."

"Next time I check your panties, I'll make sure to ask permission first!"

"That's not the sort of thing you should ever talk about with anyone!!"

Felicity's face is red again. She's cute like this, so you decide to tease her a bit more.

"What's wrong, Felicity? Could it be that you might secretly like that sort of-"

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"DON'T-"

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"-SAY-"

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"-ANOTHER-"

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"-WORD!!"

Felicity unleashes a ferocious combination of fighting techniques on you before you can finish, blasting you into the far wall.

Fortunately, she doesn't seem properly angry at you, and even though it was a very flashy show, she held back so it hardly hurt at all.

**You have taken 5 damage**

However, because you only had 2hp left, you have died.

**GAME OVER**

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On the border between life and death, a strange image comes to mind.

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But you quickly forget about it as the your consciousness fades.

[Note: Rainyday forgot about it too. Oh well.]

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Lillica couldn't even walk without Felicity's help, running is out of question. We need her help, so we need to restore her HP first.

"W-Well, sorry about the whole combining thing." You smile meekly and pass her your can of Perfect Cola. "Drink this, it'll make you feel better."

"S-Surely you need this more than I-" Felicity starts to interject but tactfully dodges around the notion that you drinking anything is completely out of the question right now. "....Thanks, then."

Felicity gulps down the whole can.

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**Felicity's HP has fully recovered**

I still think you should get that cyborg to help you through the crowd, after waking felicity up again, without pushing your luck.

Yes. Just because she had robot eyes, more revealing clothes and half a dozen wriggling steel limbs, it didn't necessarily mean the photography club girl had turned evil. She seemed like the friendliest of all the bystanders, so maybe you could ask for her help.

Squeezing your legs together as you get up, you slowly make your way over to her and stammer out a suggestion.

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"H-Hey, ummmm... the two of us are really in a hurry, and... nnnn... ahhh!" You pause for a moment to take a breath. "I was wondering if you could help us... uuu... get through this crowd somehow...? Like, maybe with some sort of beam?"

"A beam? Sure, I can do that." The cyborg's reply is friendly. "I'd like you to do something for me in return, though."

"Huh?"

"Photos! Let me take some quick photos of you, and I'll help you get to wherever you need in a flash. Sound good?"

"Ahhhh.. ummmm..."

"And not just any photos, either. Special photos."

You had a bad feeling about this.

"Special in... what way?"

"Of course..."

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"Photos of a cute girl being tickled mercilessly!"

The mechanical hands behind her wiggle their fingers like worms in zero gravity.

"It's amazing! Ever since I attained this form, I've gained this overwhelming passion - this unrestrainable desire to tickle girls to their very limit and capture their dazed faces, their frantic twitching reactions, their moment of induced hysteria on film! You don't understand how badly I need to try this out! I want to tickle a girl's arms, a girl's waist and stomach, her feet and the backs of her knees and all sorts of other places! I'll make the best collection of tickle photos in the universe!"

"I-I see..."

You slowly start to back away, but the girl calms you down.

"Oh, don't worry. I've still got my self-control: I wouldn't do that sort of thing to anyone who didn't agree to it first. That's why I'm asking if you'll let me do it, so we both benefit from this deal."

>"There's no way I can ever agree to that!!"

>Think of a way to make sure you won't leak while being tickled, then agree

>Convince her that you'll let her do it, but only later today

>Say she can tickle Felicity

>Other: _______________

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Beg Felicity to let the photos be of her.

"Feliiiicciiiittyyy-"

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"ABSOLUTELY NOT!"

Instant reply.

"Don't drag me into your crazy negotiations! I do not want some sleazy paparazzi cyborg taking those sorts of photos of me!"

"B-But-"

"No buts!! I'm not going to agree to become some sort of cheap tickleodeon!!"

It takes you a long moment to realize that she'd made a portmanteau of 'tickle' and 'nickelodeon', an early 20th-century form of theater where motion pictures could be viewed for a nickel.

"I really need to-"

"I know you do, but is this really the best way?!"

"Feliicciiittyyy, I'll do anytthiiinngg you asssskkk!"

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"...Anything?"

"A-Anything! As long as it's not impossible! And after I get to a girl's room somewhere!"

".....Hmmm."

She's thinking it over.

"Okay, Lillica." She nods and looks at you. "Let's make a deal."

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"I'll agree to this, if you promise to join either the Tea Society or the Fashion and Sewing Club for the rest of the school year."

"...Eh? Why do you want me in one of your clubs?"

"D-Don't read too deeply into it. We could just use more members. You don't need to turn up all the time, just every now and then."

"Hmmmmm."

You think about it for three seconds.

"Sorry, Felicity, that's impossible."

"Huhh?"

"I can't join any more societies, I need to support the Darts Club."

"...This school has a darts club?"

"O-Of course it does! I'm in it!!" That hurt, kind of.

"Ahhh, right. That club." She sighs. "Well, I guess your reply wasn't unexpected."

"T-There's something else I can do to have you agree, isn't there?"

"Nope."

Dead end.

>Think of a way to make sure you won't leak while being tickled, then agree

>Convince the cyborg that you'll let her do it, but only later today

>Now that you know the cyborg won't attack, ignore her and make your way past

>Other: _____

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Ask the cyborg to throw in an extra pair of panties and go through with the deal, after she goes to the bathroom.

Wait, THIS! xD

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"Gununu..." You think it over very carefully. It's actually been a long time since you were tickled properly, so you're not sure how sensitive you are to something like that. Really, no matter what, having pictures like that taken would be incredibly embarrassing.

But as embarrassing as that would be, there's no way it would compare to losing control and having an accident in school.

Priorities. It was the lesser of two evils, just something small in private to fix up your public appearance.

There were two major problems with your girl power at the moment. The fact that you didn't have any panties on, and the fact that it was becoming near impossible to hide the fact that you were in the middle of an unavoidable biological crisis.

You could solve both of those right here.

"...O-Okay then." You frown, "Get me through this now, then I'll let you do it later today during lunchtime..."

"Oooh, really?" The cyborg girl's eyes literally shine.

"But also..." You lower your voice. "Panties. I need a spare pair of panties."

"No problem!" The girl pulls out a shining silver piece of cloth and presents it before you.

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"These are special, state-of-the-art cyborg panties! I don't need them, so they're yours to keep!"

You blink twice, amazed at the inset circuitry and electronics.

"C-Can I hack computers with these panties?!"

"Ahaha, not quite." She smiles softly. "They're pretty much normal panties, with one exception. See those buttons on each side?"

"Yeah?"

"If you hold them both down for five seconds, it starts the countdown for the self-destruct function."

".....What?"

"Useful, right? Ah, don't do it while you're wearing them, though."

"......."

Exploding panties were better than none (probably?), so you accepted them.

**You receive Mechapanties V1**

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"H-Hey, wait!!" Felicity cuts in. "Lillica, you don't need these, I said I'd make a pair for you later in the sewing club room--!"

"Ehhhh, but isn't this easier all around? It seems like it would have been a bother for you anyway, so aren't you glad you don't have to?"

"T-That's not the point, I mean, it's not like I wanted to make panties for you or anything, but I already gave my word-"

"It's okay, you don't have to do it if you don't want to, Felicity. I've already got a new pair here, see?"

"You... you..."

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"Fine then, you idiot!! I won't make any panties for you! Go wear any underwear you want, see if I care, hmph!"

Somehow, you made her mad.

"Ummm, anyway. Felicity, if you don't mind..." You faintly gesture that you'd like to put the panties on.

Still red with anger, Felicity turns away.

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You finally have panties again! They're a bit suspicious, but you feel at ease. That's one problem gone.

You bend down to quickly put them on, opening your legs just a bit--

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*spurt*

A fatal, fatal mistake.

>Pull up panties as fast as you can

>Grab yourself with your hands through your skirt

>Grab yourself under your skirt

>Don't use your hands, squeeze your legs together, try to still act casual

>Crouch down, use the back of your leg to apply pressure

>Other: ________

(Is this the most important decision in Lillica Quest so far?

No, not really.)

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Pull them up as fast as you can >.<

(Of course, don't forget to cross your legs and/or grab yourself afterwards)

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"----------?!✄!!!!❦!!?✈?♀?!!!?!!!"

You pull your panties up with what might have been the fastest panty speed in your life.

The feel of fabric and slight pressure over your private region makes a welcome return as you try to push a certain other sensation in that area away.

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You completely forget the fact you're in an open corridor where everyone can see, and your hand immediately jolts towards your skirt, grinding your palm against the bunched folds of fabric and pushing your fingers into the gap beneath them. Slowly, carefully, you try and stay completely still, save for the taut, hasty trembles quivering through your entire body, praying the frantic urge was just a momentary thing, and you still had it under control, and soon it was going to stop feeling like your clenched fingers were the only thing holding back a full-fledged accident---

You draw in a deep, delicate breath, so deliberate that you can hear the soft pitch of your own voice as it inhales, tense up your shoulders, and slowly try and ease off the pressure.

Carefully. Carrreeffuulllyyy.

Then while holding like that, call for the cyborg to do her thing right away.

That's right. The beam. You needed to tell the tickle cyborg to fire her beam.

Straightening your back and turning towards her, trying to keep a normal posture without your knees buckling, and moving back just enough focus from the dire situation in your panties to be able to form coherent sentences, you try to say something.

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"Haaaah, haaah, ummm, miss.... miss cybor... ahhhhh.... ummm, ummm---"

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"Eeeep---! Wait, wait, wait, noooo--!"

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"Ummm... t-the.... hurry.... I can't.... help meee...."

"...Huh?" Maybe the fact she was half-robot meant she needed more concise and literal instructions, or maybe the girl was just generally oblivious to start with, but it seems she didn't get it.

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Crouched over and shaking, a blush bright enough across your face to paint the sunset with, shifting your weight from foot to foot and squeezing your intimate area harder into your fingers, you look directly at her and try talking again.

"T-T-T-The-----"

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*spurt*

"Haaaauuuahh--!!"

An immense, hot relief flows into you as a substantial amount of refined Lillica water rushes out in a long spurt.

Your new underwear soaks up the heat and you feel it spread - this must be the fastest you've ever ruined a pair of panties, too.

The feeling makes you lose yourself for a moment.

It felt good. Too good.

Maybe, just maybe... if you just didn't stop it, and kept going, let everything empty out here and now, it wouldn't be so bad...

Surely you've fought hard enough?

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"Are you okay?" The cyborg girl blinks twice. (Well, you can't see her eyes, so at least it felt like she did.)

"Ah-!"

Miraculously, you somehow manage to stop it. The only evidence is in your panties and dripping slowly down your inner thighs, so you hope nobody notices.

Of course, nobody could fail to notice the expression on your face, but you didn't think of that.

"Is there something wrong with your friend?" The cyborg asks Felicity.

"W-Who knows." Felicity is trying her hardest to look away and pretend she's not thinking of something.

"T-The beam!" You finally blurt out. "Fire the beam, nooowww!!"

"Ah, the beam? Got it."

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The beam hits the fountains from the Art Club with full force and literally vaporizes all the water inside them, turning them into mere sculptures.

The recurring sound of flowing water will now no longer haunt you.

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"Kyaaaaa!"

"Oh no!"

Everyone dives out of the way, lest they be fried by the beam.

There's now a clear path right down the center of the hallway, so you can proceed without any obstacles!

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The beam does not affect the overbearing Photography Club girl, or the Notorious Tickle Robot, because since they'd combined into a Notorious Tickle Photography Cyborg who was no longer interested in taking photos of your non-tickled self and wouldn't tickle you against your wishes, both those obstacles had already been dealt with, even without needing to strike a suspicious bargain with her.

You're not exactly in the most observant state of mind right now, so it's okay that you didn't notice that.

"Well, somehow or another, things turned out okay." Felicity sighed. "Come on, Lillica, we still have to hurry--"

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"........"

"...Lillica? What's wrong?"

No more fountains. No photographer girl. No ticklebot. No crowding. All the problems were gone.

However, now, there was another circumstance that had turned into a tiny bit of an issue.

All that laser charging looked really impressive and cool, but that didn't change the fact it took five minutes to finish.

All the messing around and negotiation from before that took kind of a while, too.

And you were in a situation where every second counted.

So, now...

You've kind of really reached your limit.

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You can't move.

If you let go with your hands, opened your legs even a bit, or let your guard down for even a moment...

It was going to come out.

This is kind of bad.

>Ask Felicity for help

>Ask the Notorious Tickle Photography Cyborg for help

>Try to just let a bit out to relieve the pressure

>Try and wait it out and see if it gets under control

>Use something from inventory

>Other: _________

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Ask Felicity for help D:

"Hmmm?" Felicity responds when you call her over.

Yes. You could rely on Felicity.

You open your mouth to explain your slight problem to her...

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"........//////" And you can't quite think of what to say.

Your shyness gets the better of you. You could tell her before, when it relatively wasn't as bad, but... this was a bit too personal to rely on her for.

Maybe if you could think of a sensible, casual, direct request to make, you could ask her that, but as a girl, there was a limit on just what sort of things you involved other people in.

>Ask/Tell Felicity something specific: __________

Options from before are still available:

>Ask/Tell the Notorious Tickle Photography Cyborg something specific: __________

>Try to just let a bit out to relieve the pressure

>Try and wait it out and see if it gets under control

>Use something from inventory

>Other: _________

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speaking off, don't pairs of underwear have some really specific situational ability? does this pair have any aiblities aside from the self-destruct?

Natural panties have natural abilities. Artifical panties have built-in abilities.

Personally, I happen to be curious as to what crazy effects that harmless little thymeglass stalk would have on your bladder say you were to eat it, perhaps lock your bladder up again?

That was an idea.

Your mind flashes back to when you brewed the tea that got you into this whole mess, and how you kept the Thymeglass stalk that left a green mark, since apparently it was dangerous.

Maybe the best thing to do now was fight fire with fire?

Maybe, just maybe, if you ate this now, by some bizarre law of the universe it might actually help.

You've done crazier things before, right?

This was an emergency, too; you had to be prepared to take risks to save your pride.

But maybe it would be better to check just a bit first.

"Felicity, you're in the Tea Society too, right?"

"Yeah, of course."

"You see, I was thinking... I actually still have a green-marked Thymeglass stalk, and I was wondering----"

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"Don't."

Felicity's reply is so instantaneous that it felt like time has skipped forwards a few seconds.

"...Huh?"

"Lillica, I know exactly what you're thinking, and while unfortunately it is exactly the sort of thing you would be expected to do, listen to me seriously this time and do not, absolutely do not, think of doing it."

"It's really that bad?"

"It would be a dire misjudgement. An abys-malfunction. It will be the worst mistake of your life."

You consider this for a moment.

"What are the chances there might be an extra effect you don't kn-"

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"DO NOT."

Okay.

If we again mention that our objective is to reach Jasmine before it's too late, could cyborg be convinced to either take us both upstairs right away

Option two.

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"Ummm... that was a really cool beam and all, but I was just saying that as an example and we kind of still have problems getting to the third floor where we need to be..."

"Huh? Does it hurt to move or something?"

"I-In a sense, you could say that..."

"That sounds tough."

"Yeah, so... ummm, would it be too much to ask you have a way of getting us upstairs really fast, without me getting any sudden jolts or needing to shift around or getting tickled?"

There's a silence.

"So... you want me to move you... without moving you."

"Yeah..."

"Well, I guess I could use a teleporter."

"Y-You have a teleporter?!" Your eyes light up.

"Nope."

"Oh."

Looks like neither of those ideas will work.

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"Nnnnn... ahhhh...."

You tense up and shiver as the liquid pressure from deep inside you sends twitches through your muscles.

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-Lillica has entered Limit Panic Mode-

[Lillica is just barely hanging on, but she's moments away from bursting. However, it isn't time to lose hope just yet.

Various solutions and outcomes do exist, but you only have three turns to attempt to find one.

The first turn has ended: if no good solution is reached after two more turns, Lillica won't be able to stop herself from either having an accident, or resorting to something truly desperate.

Each turn Lillica will take actions attempting to combine most of the suggestions, which will ideally give more information and opportunities; some may be ignored, but a solution that will work will never be overlooked, unless it is an outcome contested by other players.

Lillica can also attempt to let out a bit of pressure and receive a hint, but this is a risky move and may have consequences later on, or close off certain answers depending on the situation.

Keep fighting, Lillica.]

>Ask/Tell Felicity something specific: __________

>Ask/Tell the Notorious Tickle Photography Cyborg something specific: __________

>Try to just let a bit out to relieve the pressure (Receive a hint)

>Try and wait it out and see if it gets under control

>Use something from inventory

>Other: _________

==Next Chapter: I thought this arc would be over by now but things keep happening==

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