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I’ve been jumping SOOO far ahead in this! I guess one question has come up though: Are Lola’s breasts initially that big? I’ve enjoyed breast expansion before, and I think I like it better if she starts out big, but later grows to this size, which (as in reality) is considered humongous.

I’ve been working with TheDudeIV on a possible joint thing, and it’s not quite gone, but I may be getting back to this soon. I have some ideas for what to do next…

One note, this variant kinda makes her tits look fake. They’re natural. One other output got this and a few other things more to my liking, but it made her look too confident in my opinion; Lola is just a little bit shy (for no particular reason)

By the way, I just tried NovelAI image generation, and I think this is Lola (or very close) Smiling, tall, just a little bit shy ☑️

Alright, I’m backing it up. Just chop off the last couple of paragraphs. She’s got all week to figure it out now. Now, to get to writing…

Ok, was just thinking today that I wouldn’t worry about the next chapter, and to just wait and see reactions. Well, better get on to another chapter, I guess… BTW, still trying to work Faun into this. Was considering her being Sonya’s relative who happened to be visiting and wanted to come, but I’m not sure. Seems a bit direct on Lola, being kind of a shy girl. I feel like I’ve painted myself into a corner. Shouldn’t have gone this fast! Maybe I could back it up? This is why I wait a good while and edit my works usually, ‘cause might as well get it right the first time. 😋

Without much editing, here’s chapter 4: exploring The rest of the movie night was uneventful, with everyone more or less ignoring Lola’s secret in order to not miss the movie. Lola was quite thankful for this, although she was somewhat concerned that this was merely the calm before the storm. They would eventually ask questions, and she wasn’t sure she could answer all of them. She thought she knew she was unusual before, but having the power to teleport pee to and from other people? That was incredible. But, things weren’t over quite yet. While on urine sentry duty the following week, she noticed something else. A large family of mice were swimming that day, and they had stopped before for a picnic with plenty of drinks, and so a few of them peed in the pool. After correcting these, however, the rest seemed to take notice, and when the liquids eventually worked through their system, they mostly headed for the bathroom. What she noticed, however, was that she always seemed to be there when they did. At first, she thought this was because they were afraid of her, but then one of the older boy mice peed in the water after she had been hovering around him for a couple minutes. Thinking about it, she had been hovering over him in particular. Did he seem bolder or more mischievous? Well, maybe. But that wasn’t why. Somehow, she just kind of expected that he wanted to pee, wether he would end up leaving the pool or not. This was going a little farther than Lola liked. Still, she had a job to enforce the no peeing rule, but more than that, she had a duty to help keep the pool free of piss. As she continued monitoring, she realized that there was something more she could do. Perhaps it was spoiling, but then again, perhaps it wasn’t. So, with comparatively little time left in the work day, she began experimenting. Feeling about, she noticed a dachshund with a slightly full bladder. She moved over next to it. Then the problem struck her. How exactly did she activate her power? How had she done it before? Well, she had started peeing in the bathtub… “Oh!” Lola had never come that close to peeing in the pool as an adult before. The dachshund thankfully did not notice, but Lola was sure she was blushing. If she had to start peeing to absorb from others, that was no good. But hang on, she had done it before with the girls when she wasn’t peeing, hadn’t she? Or had she just “awakened” the pee on hand? “Well,” she thought, “if I can make myself want to pee by thinking, maybe other things to do with my bladder are just mentally triggered, and I’m making this harder than it is.” Feeling a bit silly, Lola began imagining pee disappearing from the dachshund’s bladder and moving into hers. Nothing happened, except she got an urge to cross her legs. “Bother.” “Huh, what?” the dachshund asked. “I, uh, don’t worry about it,” she stammered in reply, but she could see he wasn’t satisfied. With a sigh, Lola continued, “I just tried something, and it didn’t work.” “Like a pool trick?” “Sort of, yeah.” “Maybe you were trying to much to do what you were supposed to, or you think you were supposed to, but you aren’t. Just try how you want to do it.” “Uhh, are you sure?” “If you mess up, you’ll fix it later. Well, I mean, you don’t have any hooks like in rock climbing, so you can’t hurt yourself if you mess up. Well, unless you like…” He began making twisting motions and trying to explain various injuries that might occur from very poor swimming techniques, but Lola was already thinking about what he said. Eventually, he stopped. “You know what I mean.” She laughed nervously, and said, “Okay, I’ll try. Thank you.” “Okay,” the puppy said quickly, and turned away, embarrassed but happy. Lola took a breath, and imagined the pee moving again, but this time, when she felt the urge to, she crossed her legs. Then she felt it. It wasn’t much at first, but she was certain she had felt her bladder get a bit fuller. Excited, she kept trying. It would be tedious to describe the slight mental and bodily adjustments she made, but in general, she did get a steady inward flow going, until to her initial confusion then relief, the dachshund’s bladder was empty! Again, she laughed nervously. The dog was still half watching her, so she called out, “It worked, thank you!” He smiled, but mostly he was confused. The lifeguard had just kind of stood there closing her eyes and crossing her legs. Maybe she was doing a breathing thing or something. Wait, he didn’t have to pee anymore? How did that happen? Maybe it went back out from his bladder into his body ‘cause he was holding it somehow? Hmm… Back to Lola’s mind, she was now trying to decide how best to go about removing urine from potential future pool patrons’ bladders. Should she do it as much as possible, or with some condition? Could she even do it enough to be helpful? Should she do it at all? If she did, could she consistently get away with it? What if someone found out, and exploited it? Exploited her? That last thought made Lola shudder. “Well, I don’t have to do anything, I think,” she thought as the 15 minute warning sounded. “I mean, it’s not like I’m letting people die or anything, it’s just pee.” Sometimes the idea that one does not have to assist others has given the strongest motivation to do so. Lola sighed as she followed the last swimmer out of the pool. “Alright, one step at a time. I’ve got all week to figure this out,” she said to herself as she headed into the showers. After she got dressed, she checked her phone. There was a text from Dorothy. “Okay, so, hear me out. Pee holding contest, my house. You can help speed things up maybe? IDK if it’s a good idea or not, so if you don’t like it just say no. I just figured we might as well get used to your superpower rather than letting it be an elephant in the room, and why not do it in a fun way? Maybe this is a bad idea, tho.” Superpower? ”Yeah, okay. I’ll be there.” Heads on it was.

Now, hold on, two weeks and she KNEW it was the bed pan, and she didn’t say anything? Or rather, the foundation didn’t do anything? And then, the male staff member was TERMINATED?! As in, him, or his employment?

I have a continuation of that idea where Amy is hospitalized and the doctors notice she isn’t voiding, but still no solid plot. …