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[Day 20: Formally Challenged, Part 2] "A challenge, Hm?" the suited supernatural hunter (Penny) stated... With a grin stretching from ear to ear. "I've always wanted to challenge the Goddess of Lust.." "A..Aaa... If I'd have known this was going to happen...." her petite sister (Youmu) sounded, already shifting vividly under her dress. "I....I wouldn't have.." "Hmpth....Nothing I can't handle.." the haughty black haired girl (Emily) stated, standing firm with a serious look, refusing to show weakness out the gate.... "Oooh, I've always wanted to go to one of these!" the perky lime-green haired girl (Ellie) Piped up, eyes gleaming like stars. "These kind of things are so exciting!" "We've got to escape the room..? Oh...I'm getting flashbacks.." the plum haired girl (Lillica) stated quietly, recalling the last time she was trapped in a building.... in a similar state. "Kind of a shame Faust isn't here..." "Mmmmm.. It's okay, Miyu. Yuno'll take care of you." the pinkette (Yuno) assured the petite black haired girl, patting her shoulder gently. "No need to worry." "I..I'll try to keep calm.. Thank you." she answered softly, lightly gripping the waist of her dress as she stood.... Trying to keep her balance, despite developments. "Hm... Well, it can't be too difficult.." the dusty blonde haired girl (Faye) mused, a finger brushing her lips as she pondered. "Escaping our shame, that is..." "Certainly. We just need to keep calm, and focus our efforts.." the teal haired girl (Winona) mused, setting down a glass "Though, i suppose i should stop sipping away at my drink, until it's safe to do so." "Can't believe I got roped into this kind of thing, again." Arthoria groaned, rubbing his head with one hand, as hands gripped the front of his suit, the dark haired girl in a black, accented dress having bounded over to him in a flash. "Was this your idea, perv?' Kozuko snapped viciously, lifting the sole male off his feet (And showing she had no trouble maneuvering in heels), as he lightly swatted her hand aside, floating for a few moments, before landing. "No, I already did my time as Saril's second in command.." he protested, shaking his head. "'Sides, not like you're in any danger. Saril's keen on you." "Not the point, nerd." Kozuko retorted, scoffing as she turned to the group. "A'right everyone, listen up! I have a plan!" The group all started to circle around Kozuko at this, prompting her to glance over them all, as she flourished her hand around the building.... "We're going to have to go with the time-old tradition to find an exit.." Kozuko continued, gesturing to each person in turn. "We split up, and search for clues! We'll cover more ground if there's three or four groups than if there's one." The group nodded quietly in turn, save Arthoria, who rolled his eyes slightly. "Yeah, cause splitting up always works out in movies." he deadpanned, earning him a sharp shot to the side from the dark haired, self-appointed leader. "Ignore him." Kozuko stated sharply, gesturing at the girls in turn. "Red, silver, Princess, You're group 1. Plum, Pink, and Mini, Group 2. Teal, Lime, and......and Blondie, you're group three..." "Mmm...? But that leaves you and..." Faye responded, her eyes giving a slight shimmer as she watched the suited boy with an...unsettlingly analytic gaze, as the dark haired girl stamped down in her heels. "Don't worry: He'll be the first to go." Kozuko assured, prompting another eyeroll from Arthoria... As she gestured at the corners of the mansion. "Everyone, take one of the doors out from here, we'll check if there's a good path upward. Try to meet back up in an hour to discuss our findings. Any questions?" A meek hand from the petite, dark haired girl raised.... Eyes almost hesitant to meet the cocky, confident gaze of Kozuko... "A..are we in danger..?" Miyu inquired with a tensed posture, her gaze averting, and her head lowering.... As if already admonishing herself for asking such a question....Prompting Kozuko to open her mouth to assure the girl.... But, a pat on the head from the Suited Arthoria instead responded, rubbing her neatly done hair lightly (And mussing it up in the process). "Nah... Saril's a lot of things, but she isn't dangerous.." he mused, in a..strangely soft tone that Kozuko wasn't used to hearing. "She's interested in putting on a show, but not into putting people in danger. You'll be okay: I promise." The girl's face burned red, and she could barely mumble a response...As Arthoria turned back to Kozuko, as if nothing had happened. "Well? Shall we?" he mused, sticking out his arm.... But, rather than take it, the confident woman strode proudly up the stairs swiftly. He shrugged his shoulders, and followed after her.... Prompting the other groups to head out on their own corners... Moving to different doors as they started their separate journeys. "Mmm... Do you suspect she had... alternative reasons for pairing herself up with him?" the accusatory tone of Faye started as the groups were out of earshot, prompting a wave of the lime green haired girl's hand. "Hmm? Nahhh, I don't think it was like that." Ellie mused, her hand gripping the knob of the door, and starting to open it. "She's not quite putting off the Tsun Tsun vibes you'd expect. Prolly just some professional courtesy." "I get the feeling there's something we're not quite in the know about.." Winona added softly, her hands resting at the front of her dress as she walked. "This wasn't the kind of thing we had to do back on.." "Hm..A chill...?" Faye sounded as the group paced into the room.... PItch black, from the moment they walked in....Before the door slammed shut behind Winona, and a bright light encompassed the area...... Leaving the group blinded for a few moments, before finding themselves in.... "Ohhhh wow, I didn't know there was a pool in here.." A massive room, with an Olympic-sized swimming pool that stretched out for what looked like forever... Coupled with a few notable signs every so often.... Presumably, for distance. "Fifty....A hundred.......Two... goodness, how far does this go?" Faye asked as she glanced up at the signs... Prompting Ellie to stride over. "Man, if I'd have known they'd have a pool here, I'd have brought a suit.." she started quietly, kicking off a pair of emerald high-heels, as she dipped her legs into the waters. "Ohhh, and it's heated, too..." One could nearly see what could be felt as steam slowly rising from the waters of the pool....Ellie's submerged feet almost looking like they had punctured a hole in the waters.... Prompting Winona, and Faye to shiver at a sudden chill that ran through the air. "M..Mmm.. Let me try.." the teal, tea-savvy girl added, kicking her own shoes off as she dipped her own feet in the water... And similarly quivered. "O-Ohhhh... Ohhhh, it is quite heated..." Faye eyed the water warily as heat poured off of it.... Prompting an involuntary shudder, and the pressing of her legs together.... As the other girls relaxed some more. "Something doesn't seem right.." she stated, but the lime-green haired girl merely tucked up her dress, and started to pull at the top. "Ohhhhh, I can't take it..! I gotta get in..." she called quickly, tossing the dress over her head... Showing off some green-laced garments underneath to preserve what little modesty she had.... sinking into the water in her garments. "Ohhhhhhhhh...Ohhhhhhhhhhh... Ohhh... Is... It's so goooooooooood..." Winona and Faye both stared a bit wide-eyed at this, more than a bit surprised at her brazen display..... As she started to wade gently, sighing. "Mmmm.. C'mon in! The water's amazing.." she invited, prompting the teal haired girl to stand up... But, before Winona could consider it, Faye tucked her back from the pool.... Whispering snidely. "She's like a kid... Haven't you forgotten we're on a mission?" she snapped, prompting a familiar pang from the teal haired girl's body... As she suddenly tensed up. "R..right.. Right..." she responded quietly, sliding her heels back on, as she leaned over. "C'mon Ellie, we should keep looking! There's gotta be something around here that could lead us to the bathroom.." "Mmmm.... Mmmm?" the girl responded blankly, a look of sudden relief crossing her face as she swam..... As a steady, but slow stream could be seen through the water.... Spraying out through the girl's pantied faucet, and into the crystal-clear waters of the pool.... Marked by a peculiar, sparkling, glimmering tint that would dissuade any confusion as to what she was doing in the pool... "Mmmmmaaahhh.... I'm good... thanks.." she mused, clearly unaware of the water's display of her own relaxation.... As the sparkling liquid seemingly vanished into the massive waters of the pool, prompting Faye to nudge Winona sharply in the side. "Gross.." she whispered with a dark gaze, turning away from the lime-haired lingere-clad girl's endeavors.... As they moved about the pool-area... Looking for something... anything else of note.... The air seemed to chill further as the two walked, prompting Faye's shoulders to tense, but Winona's whole body to start shivering... The warm water on her legs sorely paying for her quickly-dashed relief, and her bladder angrily reminding her of it's own contents with every chill. "Finally... A Door.." Faye sounded after the two navigated to the end of the massive pool (over 300 feet long.) Her hand grasped at the door quickly, tugging sharply at the handle as Winona turned her head. "What about Ellie...?" she asked quickly, not even prompting a glance backward from the dusty-blonde. "Leave her." she replied curtly, prompting a small frown from the teal haired girl... As she leaned back. "Ellie! We're going on ahead! Wanna come with?" she yelled, cupping her ear for a response...... But, to no avail. She could hardly see the girl as she swam from edge to edge, clearly none the wiser... Nor seeming to care. She hesitantly turned back to the doorway with Faye, and started along nervously... A hand resting at the front of her dress as a chill ran through the air once more.... Hurriedly shooing her away from the cold air.... 'Wonder where we'll end up next...' =======================================================================================================================

[Day 20: Formally Challenged, Part 1] "Can't believe I have to do this.." "Hey, you lost the bet." "Yeah, whatever...." It was a slow walk, into what would no undoubtedly be an interesting night. A large, black gate opened a path towards what could only be described as a massive mansion, with many an illuminated room noticeable from the outside... As the duo quietly paced forward. "Mysterious letter, fancy party... Suspicious mansion.." the first called, an older boy in a neatly-pressed suit, with a teal undershirt called... Messy, mussy brown hair matted to his head in a vain attempt to control it.....As his arm entwined with another. "Definitely-not-a-trap." "Well, it gets me out of that place." the other, a fair skinned, modestly endowed girl with dark hair..Straightened, and clearly handled with much greater care and skill... Donned in a majestic black dress, with red and purple highlights that showcased a generous portion of her collarbone, and hugged her body neatly. The clacking of heels could be heard as they walked up the stone path..... Approaching the mansion. "I'll take about anything over those vultures." "It's only for one night." the suited boy reminded her, as a hand moved to grab the door handle. "Then, we'll be going back, understood?" "Yes..." the girl remarked, rolling her eyes a bit. "Yes...?" he replied, very clearly expecting some kind of title, or addendum.... "Yes Da-" she started, prompting him to flinch... As the girl chuckled loudly. "You're too easy to wind up, Arthoria." "And you're..." the suited teacher of the black light district griped... Visibly stammering over his words. "You just..don't know when to quit." The door was opened before more squabbling could occur, and the inside of the mansion was revealed....To be no less impressive inside, as lavish purple carpet stretched from wall to wall, tables were expertly positioned with glasses, plates, and refreshments... And, most importantly, scattered about the area.... "Yo! Looks like you made it after all!" "W..who are they...?" "Ahhh... They should be the last two.." "I feel like i've seen em somewhere before.." Were several other people, in elegant formal wear, like the two arrived in. Calling to them, were a girl with dark red hair, suited like Arthoria (But with a crimson shirt, instead of teal), a petite girl with silver hair in a shimmering, silvery dress.... A regal-looking girl with shoulder-length black hair, that seemed to be in her element already, donned in sky blue..... And a lime-green haired girl, with a dark green dress. "Guess we were fashionably late again.." Arthoria stated under his breath, as Kozuko's heel none-too-gently planted on his own foot. "Not my fault you made the gamble on my underwear separate." she uttered back in a sharp tone, Arthoria not even reacting to the stomp. "Wanted to give you some choice in the matter.." he added back in just as sharp a tone...As several of the others came into view at this.... A plum haired girl, with an equally plum dress that stopped near her ankles..... Showing off a respectable figure, next to an incredibly curvy pinkette, in a stunning, backless red dress, that seemed to almost emphasize her ample breasts... And, clinging to the pinkette's arm, was a slender, petite girl with black hair.... A dark blue dress stopping just below her knees, as she wobbled precariously... Her stance staggered as she struggled to keep her balance.... "Wow...Lots of girls here." Kozuko noted, as Arthoria craned his neck some more.... Doubling back as he saw a girl with shoulder-length teal hair, and a girl with dusty-blonde hair...Yet a dangerous grin.... In Teal, and gold, respectively. "Yeah.... old and new.." he remarked, trying to not meet any of the gazes as they paced in....Stepping ahead of Kozuko. "I'm...uh... I'm gonna go do a thing. Be back in a sec.." Kozuko watched the boy scamper off, away from the dusty blonde and teal haired girl....shrugging as she paced around, glancing at some of the refreshments. "Might as well.." she noted, heading to a punch bowl and pouring herself a glass, as she sat around... Pondering where, or really... who to talk to..... "Boy, she looks dangerous, Arthoria.." the red haired girl in a suit called as he paced by.... shaking his head. "Penny, don't..." he warned quickly, moving past her quickly. "One of my students, and she's dangerous with those heels..." :O...Oh, work friends, sis?" the silverette asked, holding a glass between both of her hands..As Penny gave an amused smirk. "You could say that..." she mused, holding a glass herself by the rim as she cautiously sipped, schemes a plenty no doubt brewing behind her gaze.... "I see you're well, Arthoria.." the black haired girl responded, in a slightly superior tone. "You clean up nicer than I expected. Well, except your hair..." "I know, Emily." Arthoria stated, a hand patting at his messed up hair, as he glanced around. "Mysterious invite? No sender?" "Yes... quite." Emily replied, glancing around. "You don't think..." "Good Evening~" a voice came from a higher floor of the mansion, prompting everyone's gazes to turn skyward.....As an otherworldly figure, in a dress that resembled the starry night's sky... Fine, pale skin... And an all-too-telling smile. "I'm glad you could all make it to my little party~" "Shit." "As I'm sure you all know..." the woman mused, posing in a dramatic fashion as she turned... Long, starry gloves up her forearm matching her dress decorating her fingers. "My name is Saril, and I'm absolutely delighted to have you all here tonight. Try the punch, have a snack~ But most importantly..." A sudden, jarring sensation struck the crowd as a whole, prompting an exasperated sigh, coupled with sudden gasps, flinches, and pauses... "Try to keep yourselves contained." she mused, with a playful wink. "Our fun little get-together here has to have a theme, and I know just the one everyone can enjoy: An Escape room! But not just any escape room... For, rather than escaping the building, you're merely to escape...Well, you all know what's going on by now..." Legs pressed together, hands pressed, and hips shifted... Expressions tensed, posture stiffened, and the all-too-entranced gaze of Saril looked down upon them... As she twirled a bit in her dress. "Your goal for tonight, is to escape your shame." she mused, turning her back to the group. "The bathrooms are way up here, but it's quite a labyrinth. You'll need to traverse through more than a few obstacles to make it up here, and even then... Well, I won't spoil the surprise just yet... " She started away from the group, through a door at this... But, her voice permeated the air, sounding all throughout the mansion.. As if she hadn't left at all. "Last one holding their piddle wins. Good luck, cross those legs, and remember to.... Hold it!!!" ..... 'Gonna be a long fuckin' night...' [To be continued....!] ==========================================================================================================================

AuthorFaust: Alright, so Day 20's story is going to take a few days, more than likely.... But, it comes with a small bit of audience participation..... For this story, I will need you (Yes, All of you) Commenters to put forth a (Thankfully small) answer to something: Who is your favorite female character..... That has previously been written by Faust? The most basic of answers, just being selecting a person (From whichever stories, interactives, etc.) from any of my writings. I plan to select more than a few of those selected, for the last official story for this..... And, if you want to incentivize me to select your...selection, then feel free to mention what else you like about the character. Their way of speaking? Their perceived appearance? Personality? Attitude? Their figure? Anything you like, be as descriptive, or simple as you wish in talking about who you like best. (And yes, you can pick more than one: So long as you give them a touch of detail) The only rule in regards, is They have to have been written by Faust Prior. If it's someone niche, or relatively unknown, then make sure to remind me where they come from. Just to prove they were used. Anyways, have fun! Pick whomever, and prepare for.... At least acceptable material, i hope.

[Day 19: Voter's Choice] "Aaaaa.... It's a disaster! A terrible development! The Absolute Worst!" It was a race against time, a struggle of the ages, turmoil, of the most troubling type..... "Go..gotta get the key in... Gotta get the key in the door..." The girl from the Sixth day's trials.... A girl with long, shimmering, silver hair....Topped with a red-rimmed white hat, donned in her school uniform; A white, short-sleeved shirt that was lined at the edges with red as well, a matching red ribbon at the chest, and a short, black skirt that stopped just below the thighs. Glancing lower, one could see knee-high white socks covering the majority of her legs, ending with her feet, in brown loafers. "C...C'mon Illya, you can do it!" she stated to herself, bouncing from foot to foot, one hand pressed to the front of her skirt...While the other held a small, silver key... That she was currently trying to shove into the keyhole of the door....But shaking too badly to do anything less than ding it repeatedly. "J..Just...Just gotta... Gotta steady....steady your hands..ann...Annnnnd...J...J..Jam it in...!" The key scraped against the edges of the lock, as the silverette quivered.... Shook....Trembled....... Before finally... "A..Ahh..! It went in!" she called out triumphantly, twisting and turning... Both the key in the lock, and her legs over one another.... As she struggled, strained, and tensed.... One eye squeezing shut, as the sound finally rang out.. Ka-lick.... And her hand could finally delve down... Twisting the knob, and barging in without even removing the key from the door. "I..I'm home! I'm home!" she cried out loudly, one of her fingers digging to peel off her shoes at the door. "I..I'll g..get to my chores in a minute, Promise!" She couldn't even get the other shoe off properly, stepping on the front of her other shoe as she crossed her legs over the other way....Trying to pry her foot from her shoe without having to bend over, and endanger herself.... "Ahhh.. Ahhh..gotta hurry..!! Gotta hurry..!" she repeated over and over, kicking the shoe the rest of the way off.... As she darted across her humble abode. charging to the all important room...And gripping the knob... Clkclk... "Awah?!" the girl sounded, tugging and yanking on the doorknob...to no avail. "Nononono...! O..Open up! Pl..Please..!!" "Hm...? Illya? I'll be out in a minute!" a voice called from inside the bathroom. "Just about finished with my shower..." "Shh...Shhhower?!" Illya sounded, feeling a surge of pressure, as her other hand rocketed to the front of her skirt. "Y...You don't understand! I've been holding it since third period! Someone blew up the toilets! I need to go RIGHT NOW!" A small, uneasy chuckle could be heard from the other end of the door.... Dampened by the tortuous sounds of running water.....As Illya kneaded her personal faucet, shifting and writhing as she stuck her bottom out, leaning forward. "I'll try to hurry..." a boy's voice called out to her, as she bobbed up and down.... Bending her knees, and shifting wildly... The pounding in her lower belly starting to get insistent....Troubling..... Demanding.... "P...please....please...hurry..!" she pleaded, her fingers cupping her most tender, personal area...Holding, pressing, and rubbing vigorously...... "It's bad...I..I don't know how long I can hold it..!" She clenched her teeth, squeezed her eyes shut every so many shifts.... Starting to audibly whimper, as the daunting, dangerous warmth slowly inched closer and closer to escape...... "Ohhhh.... Ohhh..Ohhh...Ohhhh..." she groaned, clenching with all of her might as she started to shook wildly in place... Before finally freezing up. Pss... "Ahhhh...!! Awawawawa!!!!" the girl suddenly wailed, blushing deeply as the lightest of warmth graced her garments....And one of her hands moved up to pound at the door. "Hurry, Hurry! I'm wetting! I'm gonna pee!" The first spray of warmth had escaped... Followed by a second... and a third..... As the girl started to pound on the door wildly, squeezing herself as best she could. "If..If you don't...Don't hurry I'm..I'm...I'm.." she stammered, starting trail off....Before hearing the tortuous sounds of water finally cease......Followed by.. "Alright, Alright, I'm coming out!" The boy's voice called out quickly, as she bit her bottom lip....Her other hand dipping down once more to squeeze at her increasingly warming garments......... Clk...Clk... As the door in front of her opened....Leaving only the form of her towel-clad brother figure in the way.... "Awaaaaaaahhhh...!!!" As she ducked under his arm and planted her bottom onto the commode, her hands straining to lift her skirt.. Psssh...Psssshhhh And peel her damp white panties away from her personal faucet.... Just as her lower muscles finally gave out... PsssshhhhSsssshhhhsssssssshhhhh And she began to vigorously let out all of her pent-up piddle.... A clear stream arcing from her strained girlhood...As her whole body started to shudder wildly... "H..Haaaaahhhh... Aaaaahhhhhhhhhh...." Some moisture was clinging to her inner thighs, and she could feel a touch of warmth on her thighs.... But, aside from a prominent wet patch at the front, she had managed to salvage her panties.... For the most part. "Umm....Wow..." a voice suddenly snapped her out of the trance of tinkle-relief... Her brother's gaze turning to the bathroom wall quietly...As he blushed deeply. In her haste, she hadn't even thought about getting the door closed... Much less keeping track of him... "H..H..Hey...Heyheyhey..!!!" she stammered, blushing deep red as she squeezed her eyes shut. "S..S..Stop staring! Stop watching! Stop Listening!!!!! G..Get out!!!" "B..but, my clothes.." he weakly protested, as she continued to gush into the toilet... "OUT!!!!!!" The towel-clad visage of her brother scampered out at this, leaving her alone with her thoughts, her tinkle, and the mind-numbing relief.... She'd worry about her lewd brother, her moist panties, her chores, and everything else that piled up in the day later.... For now... "Aaaaahhhh..." She just needed to enjoy this feeling.... ===================================================================================================================

[Day 18: Amazingly Clucked up] (Tags: Messing, Hypnotism?) It was a beautiful day, out on the farm... The sun was shining, the sky was blue, and the farmer was up already to provide them with feed.... "C'mon girls! Breakfast is on!" A quick scurry, a flutter of feathers, and a horde of chickens swarmed the feed.... Bending their heads down, and pecking at the feed.... A few roosters cawing in the distance, as breakfast was served. The clutter of hens carried all throughout the farm, as the farmer moved about to perform his daily activities.... Leaving a singular hen clucking around... Pecking at various spots of dirt on the ground, and investigating the area.... It was warm on her feathers...The breeze carried various strange scents through the area.....And the family moved about, around her. Other chickens, and hens fluttered about, prompting her to cluck affirmatively at them, or diminutively when one of them responded negatively. It was a great day... "Alright girls, time to come in for the night...." Like clockwork, the daylight faded away before she knew it, leaving but a starry, black sky....And the great big, shimmering orb in the sky. The hens all returned to their coop, prompting her to get to her own nestled area.... As she felt something coming.... An egg, ready to lay. 'B...b'Cawk... A bit of strain, but the egg came out nicely, and neatly.. Prompting her to close her eyes, and let her body rest up... Content in keeping her egg safe for the night... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "A hypnotist? Hah, everyone knows that stuff's bull." the voice of a girl with long green hair snarked, glancing over a sign at the mall. "Right, miss Maebara?" "Well, I've read some novels where hypnotism was involved.." a middle aged woman, with shoulder-length brown hair mused, looking over it herself. "But, I don't think they were entirely truthful. Only one way to find out if this stuff is for real, Mion." "Eh? You wanna watch it?" "Mmm. Well, i wanna rest my arms, more than anything.." she confessed, both of the girls holding several large bags in their arms, as she started to move over to take a seat. "Mmmm.....Fair enough." the green haired girl agreed, moving to take a seat beside her, as people started to flock in. There wasn't a massive crowd, but a few dozen people, it seemed the person was at least fairly known... As eyes looked expectantly to a stage.... A risen wooden platform, with a microphone on a stand. "I mean, what's the worst that could happen?" she mused, starting to rest her hands in her lap... Bags left beside their chairs, as she tucked her jeans up a bit... Noticing them having slid down very slightly in their walking... A few more minutes passed, before a figure finally dared to step onto it.... A man, with snowy-white hair, curled, yet furled, wearing black pants, and a striped, red and black shirt moved... Turning to the audience with a small smile.... "Hello there, dear audience.." he spoke after a bit, giving an exaggerated bow. "Today, I will be showing you all another trick of magic... A spell of sorts... An act of.... Hypnotism...." Mion could be seen rolling her green eyes, but the magician didn't seem to notice, as he looked over the crowd. "A most dangerous art, to be certain. People are such wonderfully, uncontrollable creatures. If you are to alter the minds of an individual, there's very little telling how they'll react... Or, how lasting the effects may be, if you're not careful in how you do it.." The white haired magician looked about the audience at this, scanning over the crowd.... As he chuckled. "And, of course, there's knowing how much to influence the person." he continued, as if searching for a target. "Too complex, and you risk them freezing up.. Too simple, and they become uncontrollable. It's a delicate balancing act..... But, one I can show you all today... If I can get a volunteer." There was a murmuring in the audience, a quiet debate.... As the white haired magician's eyes firmly locked onto the brown haired woman..Gesturing with a hand. "Would you be so kind as to join me?" he asked in a quiet... Polite.. yet worrying tone.... The brown haired woman pointing at herself with a finger... "M...Me?" she asked, feeling a bit of a lurch in her stomach at the thought. She hadn't been part of a performance in a long time, and she never was good with public speaking.... "If you do not mind..." the magician added with a gentle smile, easing her worries a bit.... But, still leaving a bit of a heavy feeling in her stomach.... Pacing onto the wooden stage was a short, easy process... But, handling all of the gazes on her felt to be a bit more troublesome, as the man held out the microphone. "And, what is your name, my fair lady?" the magician asked, holding it out to her....Prompting her to tense up, and flinch... "U.Um, I'm Aiko Maebara." she answered quietly, starting to regret mall food... But, still anxious about the performance. Wasn't this the part where they told you what you would be doing? Or, at least hinted at you to play along? "Mmm. I am Alcor, myself." the man mused, moving to pull up a stopwatch on a chain. "Tell me, do you believe in hypnotism, Miss Aiko?" "I...erm.." she started, trying to look for some kind of visual cue from the Magician... Some subtle remark that gave her answer to her....But, he remained locked in his gentle, if somewhat worrying smile. "I...Don't know.." "Well, i will be giving everyone a demonstration.." he mused, the watch moving back...and forth... Back...and forth. "So, you do not need to worry about anything. Just follow the watch, as it goes back.. and forth. Back... And forth.." Her eyes followed the material, but it felt like something else was coming over her.... Prompting her gaze to go from a nervous glance... To an intense stare...As her mind started to drift off... "Miss Aiko here, is now under my trance.." Alcor suddenly called to the audience, tucking away the watch.... As he looked to the audience. "She's quite susceptible to suggestion, it seems... So, why don't we start?" Mion watched as the Magician turned back to Aiko, and started to whisper commands.... "You are a chicken, on a well kept, and safe farm." he started, with a smile. "It is now morning. Time will pass as I state. You shall do things as you would do, as a chicken. When I snap my fingers, your day begins. Three...Two...One..." And with a snap of his fingers, the woman suddenly knelt down, her arms folded her at her sides, as she started to strut around the stage. "Should any of you have anything light. Popcorn, chips, or some other kind of snack, please hold it out in your hand." Alcor called, prompting a few people to pull out bags, and the like. "For, it is feeding time. C'mon Girls! Breakfast is on!" Aiko's head stretched up at this, as Alcor leaned into the microphone, the same, ever present smile still firm on his face. "Now, call out to our chicken, and she will come feed from you. " A few people stammered out greetings, and...As told, she started to scuttle towards the people in question, her head sticking up to look for the telltale signs of food.... Prompting her to bend her upper body to pluck the snacks from the people's outstretched hands... A chorus of 'oooohs' and 'aaahhs' ringing out.... "It...can't be real, can it?" Mion asked herself, reaching into one of her bags, and pulling out a few small candies. "Here, Miss Maebara... Here.." The woman's gaze shifted up, scuttling through the chairs, and resting at Mion's waist level... Looking... searching... and expecting her food.... As Mion held out the candy... And, Aiko's head was in her hands at this, lips singling out each candy individually... And making a clucking noise, that sounded vaguely offended... Afterwards, she started to scamper off.... Her jeans-clad posterior wiggling back and forth as she walked...Showing a purple material underneath as gravity started to take hold of them once more.....Clucking, and pecking merrily as she moved. "Miss Aiko would stay like this indefinitely, if i did not intervene." the Magician called, making a gesture with his fingers. "For all intents and purposes, she believes she is a chicken, and doesn't acknowledge any part of her human life." He leaned down to gesture at the woman's pants, normally an embarrassing sight... But, she truly paid it no mind... Looking around, and walking about in her weird, half-crouched walk. "So, let's end this.." he stated, starting to raise his voice again. "Alright girls! Time to come in for the night...." Aiko's crouched form turned at this, hobbling back up onto the stage, and starting to circle around... A chair that Mion wasn't entirely sure was there before being offered, which the woman quickly climbed up into...And nestled down. "As you can see, this is nothing that should be played around with, or taken lightly." he started, the woman's eyes closing quietly...As she wriggled in her seat. "You do not know how people will react under the influence, and if you are not careful.... There can be some unexpected consequences...Or, persistent reactions, to certain words, or commands...." As if on cue, the woman next to him to bite her lip... Groaning softly, and scrunching up her face. "So, now, without further ado..." Alcor started, raising his hand...... "B...Ba-KAWK!" The woman half clucked, half groaned, leaning forward in her chair.... Crrrk...Crrrrrk...Crrkkkkle... As the magician turned to look at the woman, who had a strained... Sweating face.... And, the purple material under her jeans was now certainly more visible... Along with a sizable amount of internal baggage... The man's gaze shifting... And snapping quietly. "Release..." he called, the woman suddenly opening her eyes wide... And gasping... "B..bwah... Hu..huh?!" Aiko snapped hurriedly, seeing the crowd of people, hearing the thunderous applause....... And feeling a warm, but unfamiliar sensation at the back of her jeans.... The pressure in her stomach descending...But similarly, already out in the seat of her jeans... Prompting a deep blush, a gasp of shock... And her hands cupping her mouth in a silent scream.....As the Magician made a bow... His gaze turning to hers. 'You should remain seated, until they leave.' his voice called to her.... Though, his mouth did not move... As she felt her stomach shifting.... And the solid pressure continuing to push it's way out of her.... Expelling the remainder of her lunch....As she panted, and flushed.... 'O..Oh.... Oh God...What would everyone think...' she thought, trying to remember what had even happened. One moment she was looking at the watch, the other... She had taken her seat, and.. and.... "My apologies, dear... I did not intend to humiliate you like that.." he spoke softly to her, as the crowds started thinning out... Pulling out a small checkbook, as he signed one, and passed it over. "Please, bill me for those poor garments. Jeans, those purple panties.... And anything you deem fit for emotional damages..." The woman blushed deeply as the paper was pressed to her fingers.....Mion coming up onto the stage after a bit. "Is everything okay, Miss Maebara? You've been sitting there a while..." "Ohhh, well.. Umm.." she stammered, trying to figure out how to explain to the girl what happened.... Yet, as she looked for the magician, he had vanished as mysteriously as he appeared.... 'Who...Who was he?' She would have quite a row, explaining to MIon that she had shamed herself... She would need to change, before they left the mall... And, for the next few days, she felt an incredible pressure in her stomach anytime someone mentioned the word 'Night' to her........And have an aversion to eggs for at least a few weeks.... =================================================================================================================================== @Phosphorus

[Day 17: Full Tank] "Mmmm! You ready to go?" "Mmm.. Yeah, of course!" It was a bright sunny day, with nary a cloud in the sky. Fall was coming, but it wasn't too terribly cold yet, and the morning had been going smoothly so far.....A good sign, for what was hopefully a good day. "Alright~ Get on in." The only thing that could make today's trip better, is the reminder of who you'll be spending the next few hours in car-space with.... A dear friend, and a lovely, curvy girl... Ample breasts, covered in a lovely sweater. wide hips, covered by a tiny, denim micro-skirt.... That immediately trailed into ample thighs, covered by white thigh highs.... You could spend nearly all day looking at the girl's features, but you slide into the car wordlessly, looking up at the girl's lovely hair, her reddish, amber eyes.... And, the only particularly different thing about the girl.... The cute, cat ears atop her head. She smiles warmly, bringing the belt between her chest and over her waist... Reminding you to fasten your seatbelt as well, as she turns the key in the ignition. "Mmm! It's been a while since I've been on a road trip. Hope you don't mind being cooped up for a few hours with me." she muses to you, with a playful wink. "I could think of worse fates, Tiffy." you answer, returning the smile, and enjoying the pleasant atmosphere. Thankfully, traffic seems light heading out of the city, and her driving is smooth. You get plenty of time to appreciate the small, bare section of thigh between her skirt and thigh-highs.... Making light conversation, and trying to avert your gaze in time to avoid getting caught looking.... 'That skirt is just.... so tiny..' you note to yourself, as every shift of her legs...Every bit of acceleration, or braking, always tempts you.... Showing a tantalizing amount of thigh.... Inching ever closer to the curiosity underneath.... The only garment you haven't seen yet.... "Mmmm.... Looks like we have a turn we can pull off on." Tiffy's voice calls out to you, prompting you out of your dazed gaze.... Turning to look at the unfamiliar area. "Wanna grab a bite to keep us going?" "Mmmm... Sure!" you respond, half attentively. Truthfully, you hadn't eaten since the morning, but you don't want to seem too eager in front of the girl.... Knowing that it would be horrible to get sick on a long car trip. She pulls into a simple fast food joint, and you order a few things. Burgers, fries, and drinks. However, rather than pulling over, Tiffy pulls back onto the road, continuing along. "We've got a really long trip...." she explains quickly, turning towards you with a slight smile. "Gotta keep going as much as we can. Mind feeding me a bit as we go?" She gives a cute, lightly pleading pout, but you don't need any such convincing... Holding out some fries immediately, as she leans over to catch them with her mouth. "Mmmth..Mmm....Thanks.." she muses, keeping her eyes on the road. "Mind passing my drink too?" You prepare the straw, and lift it up to the girl's lips.... Watching her wrap her lips around it, and hear her starting to guzzle down her beverage.... Clearly, a lot more thirsty than she let on.... Which also gives you a prime chance to steal a few glances at her sweater, and the lovely features beneath it.... Being an avid practitioner of driving safely, her arms don't leave the steering wheel as you continue down the road for a while, prompting you to hold up food and drink for her every so many miles, or when traffic starts to slow. You take in enough eye candy that you find yourself not as hungry (or as Thirsty) as expected, so you end up letting your lovely psuedo-chauffeuse having the majority of your drink, and a good half of your exceptionally salty fries. 'Certainly explains why she wants to drink so much...' you think as you pop the last few of them in your mouth.... Tiffy opening her mouth cutely for you to provide the straw for the last vestiges of your drink.... The rattling of ice heard through her prominent slurping. "Mmm......Sorry, but it was just... soooo good..." she apologizes with the same, cutesy half-pout, melting any annoyance you could have mustered in a flash. "Thanks for letting me have so much of your drink, sweetie." "N..No problem, Tiffy.." you respond, feeling some blush forming on your cheeks. She's always been appealing, and friendly.... So, hearing her little pet name always sends a bit of a shiver up your spine...But, in a good way. It isn't until about half an hour, and a few dozen miles later that something else starts to arise from the situation.... A sudden shift, from your driver's legs... A small adjustment in her posture....... The pressing of her legs together, as she eyes the road..... Lightly bobbing her feet... "Everything okay, Tiffy?" you ask innocently, as the girl suddenly snaps to attention, and gives you an easy... if lightly quivering smile. "Hm..? O..Oh, yeah..." she states a little too quickly....As you pass by a sign. [Rest Stop: 3 miles off the next Right] You have a sneaking suspicion Tiffy plans to make that turn for... Reasons. So, with all of your cleverness, and deviousness, you suddenly hop up in your seat, at attention. "Mmmm!! I can't wait until we get there!" you pipe up, suddenly... Grinning excitedly. "We're only like, two hours away now, aren't we?" "Mm..? Ah... yeah.." your catgirl driver states, simply. "if traffic keeps this clear, we'll be there in about an hour and a half......" "So long as we don't stop for anythin'." you add, prompting the girl to tense up slightly....And nod her head. "Mmm...Mmmmmhm... Right. So long as we don't stop..." she answers, as you watch her eyes glance at the right side of the highway for a few moments.... The turn that would lead to her salvation coming up.... . And being completely passed by, as she bounces her legs a bit more, and you settle into your seat to enjoy the show.... Despite being a relatively brazen, and somewhat flirty girl, you can't help but notice that she gets a lot quieter when she's facing a certain need.... Even if her body can't keep quiet about it for even the scarcest of moments. If her fingers aren't nervously tapping against the steering wheel, her legs are squeezing together...Her lips purse together.... Her breathing gets a bit more labored.... And, most importantly of all... Her cute ears start to twitch a bit... Showing that the large sodas the two of you bought were making their way down Tiffy's path..... And they might have been going over the speed limit. It was quite enjoyable to see the girl shifting and wriggling none-too-subtly, but you were unprepared for what came next, about half an hour later.. After miles and miles of quick, easy pathing.... "A...Ah?!!!" A sudden gasp, the girl's eyes widening...As you turned to look ahead for a change..... Dozens, upon dozens, upon dozens of cars lined up... In a massive traffic jam, going on as far as the eye could see. "Was there a wreck, or something..?" you think out loud, stealing a glance at the girl as the car slows down... One of her hands moving to her mouth to nip at her finger.... "I...I don't know..." The car slows to an absolute crawl....And you can see the effects starting to pile up on Tiffy as it does. She starts to whimper oh so softly...The reduced speed permitting her a free hand.... Which, promptly moves to rest in her lap.... Appearing to be relaxing it, but you can tell it's not getting any more of a reprieve than her personal tank.... She quivers, shifts, and squirms.... Her hand pressing between that tiny micro-skirt as you inch along the lengthy blockade of cars.... Her hand slowly being lost when she clenches her thighs around it, and starts to lean forward a bit. You want to say something, but find your eyes glancing at her ample outer thighs, trembling....Shaking... And, at the back of the seat, a glimpse of white fabric, clinging to her perfect, round posterior. An unintentional view... but, one you enjoy, nevertheless.... "Ohh... Ohhh, hurry... Hurry..." the girl pleas with the crowd of cars, a real pout forming on her lips as she squeezes herself, and leans forward against the steering wheel, giving you a better view of her white-pantied bum, and quivering thighs. "Pleaaaase...clear up...!" "Is..everything okay, Tiffy?" you ask, feigning ignorance of her plight... As ruby-red eyes turn to you with a strained, troubled expression.... Her hand firmly planted between her legs... "I....I..I really gotta go..." she whimpers, pink rushing to her cheeks as you feel your own heart starting to pound, pink rushing to your cheeks in turn. Her gaze shifts from yours quickly, glancing to the slowly-thinning out line of cars as she lightly rocks and bounces.... Frantically... Needfully... Worriedly.... You open your mouth to say something, but close it as the cars start moving at a much better pace.....Slowly.... but surely.... And you manage to finally escape the massive traffic jam! "Oh thank god..." you say softly, but you see the blonde girl next to you grit her teeth, crossing one leg over another as she starts to accelerate quickly.... Eager to get out of the slow area....And likely, to find the next proverbial right turn. "Ohhh...Ohhh..Gotta stop...Gotta stop..Gotta be a rest stop.." she whimpers as she starts to drive faster and faster still, prompting you to glance at the dial, and notice she's going well over... "Tiffy, Slow down." you tell her sharply....The girl pausing, and turning her gaze to you...Looking flustered, and with tears welling in the corner of her eyes... "I...I can't..! I gotta go...! I gotta go really badly..!" she pleads with you. "if I don't hurry up, I...I.." "And if we get pulled over by a cop?" you state firmly.... Prompting a visible flinch.... A defeated whimper, and the reduction of maximum speed.... One of the girl's hands dipping from the wheel at this to rub at her lower belly. You see her part her legs for a few moments, getting a frontal view of her (still) white panties as her fingers run over the garment slowly.... carefully.... As if inspecting it for damage, when she can't dare to look. "Uuuu... It's bad.. It's really bad...." she whimpers, prompting a flush from you as her legs lock again, rubbing and squeezing at herself. "Please... Please tell me there's a rest stop soon.." You glance to the side of the road at this, seeing a green sign with the marks of her salvation.......Almost as if on cue... "Aha... Ten miles!" you call, encouragingly. "Ten miles, take the right exit!" You've had quite the journey, but seeing TIffy getting this close to an incident has gone on for long enough. In a few short minutes, she'll make that turn, hop out of the car, stagger to the bathrooms, and turn her personal faucet onto full blast..... At least, that's what you were expecting to happen... But, roughly eight miles on the path to the turn, you suddenly hear a sharp mewl of shock... And the girl's face lights up in a blush... "A..Ahhh... Ahhh...!!! A... A little came out..!" she helpfully announces, prompting her to squeeeeeeeze her legs together tighter, kneading into her now damp panties, as she leans forward again. "Ahhh... And another.. And another... And... Ahhh..!!" You feel your heart racing, and see the girl's eyes squeeze half-shut in effort, as she keeps the wheel straight, but continues to hold herself.. Her gaze going downward, focusing on her predicament. "A..are we at the turn? Please tell me we're at the turn.." she calls, as you glance up at the road.... Seeing the turn... And letting one last act of evil escape you. "N..No.. not yet.." you answer, as she zooms past her exit.... Her last bastion of salvation. "C'mon.. we can't be much further now..." "A..Augh.. Ahhhh.... I...I don't think I can hold it any longer..." the girl wails, squeezing her legs over one another tightly as her holding hand goes up to the wheel. "C..Can't make it anymore... Gotta pull over... Gotta stop... Gotta...!" Her gaze moves to the road just long enough to pull off to the side..One of her feet moves to press on the brake tentatively, prompting a sudden jolt forward... "Ahhhhh...!!!!" The two of you being thrown forward slightly, you seeing a slowly growing puddle underneath the girl's white-pantied rump..... "Aaahhhhhh...Haaaaaaahhhhh...!" As the car comes to a stop, her fingers fumble for the seatbelt.... But, to no avail.... Ssssssshhhhhh...PSssshhpssssssshhhhhhhh.... As mere moments after the car stops, and before the pressure of the belt against her can be thwarted, you hear the telltale hissing, the needy groans of relief, and see the girl start to positively erupt with an incredibly vigorous, healthy spray of long-pent up piddle, coating one end of the seat to the other, and starting to splash down into the floorboards. The denim skirt darkens on either side of her, and even her sweater-bound chest seems to rise and fall rapidly as the girl moans, groans, and pants roughly... Unable to grasp anything with her fingers, unable to drive any further....Unable to do anything, but helplessly pee her formerly-pristine panties.... While you watch on, in awe.... "Ahhhh...Aahhhh...Ohhhnnn.. Ohhh..Ohhh.. it won't stop.." she sputters, her ears starting to slack as well, in what looks to be sheer, blissful. overwhelming relief for the catgirl.... As you struggle to find any words to piece together..... After a few moments of Tiffy's faucet spraying, and more than a little gawking... You suddenly feel her red eyes gazing at you, hungrily.... As her strained, flustered expression, shifts into a.... different one.... "I..hope you don't mind seeing something so..notty.." she muses, the neck of her sweater seeming to be a bit looser for some reason, her ample chest being brought to your attention again... As she finally unclasps the seatbelt. "After all of this, we're going to have a lot of catching up to do on our trip.." You aren't sure you're going to make it to your destination on time today......But, as your fingers get to run through the girl's blonde hair, and you get to pet her quite intimately, you're not exactly complaining. ================================================================================================================================= [Shoutout to one of Faust's Favorite artists, whose character is featured in this story.] @FastRunner2024, Known more commonly for her twitter, https://twitter.com/NottyTiffy Check her out: She's got amazing art, and does lovely work.

[Day 16: No pressure] It was another brisk, fall day....The sun shone, but little of it's heat seemed to find it's way to the town...Prompting a slight huff from a strolling girl. 'There's so many..' she thought, looking at the students across campus...... Before a shimmer in the air showed myriads of otherworldly, ethereal beings. 'And yet...' There were small ferrets, discolored birds, strangely stylized cats, and oversized insects. A lot of otherworldly beings... That only appeared when she was focusing.... 'What are they...' she thought, for what must have been the thousandth time. 'And...Why don't they ever come after me...?' She could see them interacting with other people.... The ferrets climbing up, and nicking things.... The birds hovering around people, who then proceeded to stumble over their words, and some of them would do complete inversions of their attitude in some instances. Yet, none of them ever seemed to dare to lay eye, or wing, or paw on her....Making her...Curious. 'Not that i need any more problems than i have...' she thought to herself, glancing down over her own body... She had long, purple hair that went over her back... A shapely physique, that included a healthy amount of curve.... Easily visible through her own pink shirt, and blue skirt. Long, black thigh-highs helped keep her warm, and accentuate her features... Yet, the only heads she ever seemed to turn were all just.. people. 'But.... it's a little...odd...' She was pacing around campus, seeing the various creatures interact, and hassle the other students... Yet, none of them seemed to notice as things were taken from them, bites were administered, and other various things that were....Honestly, quite distracting for her. 'And worse, no one but me seems to be able to see them..' she thought to herself, remembering when she'd first started seeing them.... And was brushed off by an adult for her 'imaginary friends'. Since then, and her own... trouble, she had acted a bit withdrawn, choosing to merely go about her day to day life, with as little interference as possible. However, on this otherwise mundane day.... "Kehehheeh! Get lost, little rodents!" A sudden, manic cackle from a being she'd never seen before...An insane gust of wind as it dive-bombed some of the weird creature, and the girl felt herself.... Flying through the air, soaring clear from the ground, all the way into a nearby tree...While other girls merely were forced to hold down their skirts, or scamper after some books or papers held in their arms.... "Wh..what was that?! A freak gust of wind?!" someone called, as the purple haired girl shook her head, trying to survey her new position.... 'Nnnn...Stupid...weight problem..' She wasn't too heavy... No, far, far from it. For a lengthy period of time, she had found her body held.. very little, if any weight at all to it... Despite her shape, and attire having not changed a bit. 'I've had to carry extra things in my backpack on windy days...' she noted quietly to herself, twirling on the branch as she glanced downward. 'But... that was...beyond natural.' She glanced down from her spot on the tree, seeing the blue-bird that sent her careening fluttering back to someone in the distance... A boy that went to her school, with messy brown hair..... Shaking his head, as he paced past her tree. "Damn things are everywhere...." he grumbled, the bird like creature starting to dissipate into the air, as she followed him with her eyes. 'Can he...see them too?' It would make sense, unless he was one of those troublesome types that referred to humans in the third person.... Or, if he was some kind of otherworldly being himself. It was.... odd, yet.... 'Maybe...he can help me...' She paused at this...Freezing for such a simple....innocent thought. She squeezed her eyes shut, frowning as she remembered something foul.....And hopped down from the tree. 'He can tell me what's going on, at least..' No..her problem was her own, but she could at least get some answers out of the boy. She strode after the brown haired boy, heading into the school....As classes began, keeping up to see which room the boy went into.... Then doubling back, for a supply closet. 'I'd better be prepared, in case he brings out his feathered friend..' she thought, grabbing a few pens, a pair of staplers, and some other supplies, He didn't seem to be a well-built individual, so even if he could see the beings... She would be ready. An hour or so passed, the girl waiting along the side of the classroom.....As...eventually... Rrrrinnng...Rrrrinnng... The bell rang, dismissing the students from their classes, as she got herself ready...Watching the people as they started out of the room. 'Not him...Not him...Not.... There..!' She nearly leapt from her spot at this, pressing her shoulder into the brown haired boy at this, giving him a stern gaze. "Hello.... I'd like a word." she stated firmly, the boy's head turning.... Looking confused. "Ah?" he sounded, as she went with her primary option....Her hand flicking out a stapler, as she held it to his side, primed to puncture his shirt (And what was under it). "Your feathered friend this morning....." she added quietly, prompting the expression she was looking for... Of fear, realization, and a quick daring of his eyes. First to the left, and then back to her.... "No lying...." "Not here..." "Hm..?" "Not here.." the boy repeated, gesturing towards an empty classroom... That they entered, and the boy shut... Leaning against it with a sigh. "Okay, he's not a Yokai..." the boy called, quickly. "I mean, he's kind of like one...But.." "Yo..kai?" she asked with a head tilt, the boy freezing again. "Yokai...? The...the things that swarm the school?" he asked, prompting her to mentally note it. "They tend to fuck with your day to day life? 'So, they're called.. 'YoKai' she thought to herself, as the boy looked her over... Glancing her up and down. "But, he's under my control. Not a Yokai. Was having him clear out some of em.." the boy added, waving his hand. "Did he do somethin' to ya or something? He's kid of unruly, so i wouldn't be shocked, but.." "You..could say that.." she remarked quietly, pondering for a few moments silently...Remembering all of the creatures, now having a name for them.... As she glanced out the window to see two other strange birds.... "Well, I'm sorry he's an ass." the boy added, a hand running across his face, and through his hair. "Though...any other reason you needed me? And...threatened me with a.... Was that a stapler?" The girl turned, a tiny smile coming to her lips as she flicked out the metallic object again... Holding it out in position to send out another staple....As she held it level with the boy's head. "Asking a girl about her actions, without even requesting her name..." she stated with an intense glare, pressing the stapler closer to him. "You're certainly not the most polite person I've spoken with..." The boy produced an audible pause at this, but gave a light bow, shaking his head. "Right..Sorry.." he answered, looking her back in the eye. "I'm Shunnosuke... Shun for short. What is your name, Stapler?" "Senjougahara.." she stated plainly....Lowering the stapler. "I'll thank you not to shorten it until we've become more acquainted, Shunnosuke.." Shun shook his head, looking the girl over once again... As she felt his eyes look her over.... Clearly trailing at certain parts, as her other hand flicked out a pen.... Pointed towards the boy's hip. "Mind your gaze..." she warned, the boy's eyes snapping up to her gaze again... As he rubbed the back of his head. "Oh, i..I wasn't staring..." he answered quickly, his eyes snapping left again. "But....You're being inspirited, aren't you?" the girl tilted her head again quizzically.. As the boy paused audibly again. "It's...It means you're being affected by a Yokai.." he added, quietly. "Is.....Do you feel anything odd about your body, or..." In a flash quick as lightning, she had pressed against the boy, holding the stapler to his waist again, and the pen to his neck. "You really should be more graceful with how you speak to a lady.." she stated quickly, fighting an involuntary shudder at the mention of 'Odd' referring to her body. It...was a touchy subject... A troublesome one.... Yet, as the boy's eyes widened, eyes struggling to stray from her intense gaze,......As she felt the boy's arm starting to press back against her. "A..Alright, no need for thre-..Gah.." KC-CHK... She'd clamped the stapler shut on his side, making good on the implied threat as he held himself.....Glancing downward. "Alright..Alright...Sen...Sn...Senj....Gh... Damn Whoo-tas!" he snapped, flailing an arm at the window. "Get out of here! Stop making me forget the girl's name!" She was a bit taken aback... She'd attacked him with the claws of the stapler.... Yet, he didn't immediately back off, and recoil from her. He seemed more... annoyed than anything. "I see.." she sounded as the boy eventually pressed back against her, starting to send her back against the wall with a push.. "I...okay, no that's not...that's..." the boy called, seeing the way her body skidded back, instead of merely leaning... Watching as his golden-brown eyes stared to scramble. "I...I see..I...One moment.." She wanted to retort back at him, but he'd pulled his phone, pressing at the keypad... As she inched closer to listen in. "Listen, Shigeo? Yeah, I...yeah.." he started, only one part of the conversation able to be heard. "I was just... and there's this girl... And... Yeah... Yeah......So, do you think you can.... Ah..... Ahhh.." The boy kept nodding his head, listening silently for about a solid minute....As he gave a final nod. "Alright... Alright, I think i can manage that. Thanks, Shigeo." he answered finally, starting to pull the phone away. "I'll swing by later to help you with your Math.... Yeah, see ya." He closed his phone at this, grumbling something about 'Espers', and turned back to her....with a raised hand. "So, I got good news, and bad news.." Shun stated, in a flat tone. "Which do you want to hear first?" "Asking for my choice.... Proper." she mused, a hand moving to lightly play with her hair. "I'll suppose the bad first would be most ideal... So that we can focus on the good right after...." "The bad news is, it's going to suck." the boy called, prompting another tilt from her, as he pointed to the door. "The good news is: I think i can get whatever Yokai's inspiriting you out." The girl's eyes betrayed her cool demeanor for a few moments... The thought of not being troubled by her... weight problem, a fleeting one... Yet, at the same time, she couldn't help but feel like she was being lead on.. again... "If that's the case, I'll happily repay you for.." "No. No paying." the boy added, holding his hand up in an open palm. "This isn't a job for me: It's a hobby. When you get paid for a hobby, it's a job, and i hate working..." The girl felt a bit of relief over the boy's remark...Yet, much more suspicious at this... Raising an eyebrow. "Then, what is your incentive to help me?" she inquired, starting to lean in with her stapler again. "Because, the way I see it, you've nothing to gain from helping me....and..." "Look, Senjougahara...." the boy added, shaking his head. "This is all a theory anyways. Don't go asking stupid questions, until I get any kind of headway, you understand?" She clicked the stapler in protest at this, but the boy staggered back... Clearly wary of her now, as he moved to the door. "Stay here. I'll be back in ten." he added, the girl watching him as he stepped out the door. "Just... You gotta trust me on this..." The girl folded her arms and frowned at this... But, given the boy's gaze didn't wildly shift as he said this, she...relented. 'It's not like he can escape..' she thought, quietly. 'If he's lying, I'll catch him. If he tries to run, I'm faster....' She recounted a few dozen plots and plans for the boy's punishment for betraying her trust..... Even if she had learned more than she knew prior. His phone call was a bit odd, and the fact he was connected with... Not a Yokai.... It raised many questions, but she would give him time.. She'd wait.....until she was given a reason otherwise. "Ten minutes...." she stated, sitting back on top of one of the desks. "I wonder what he plans to do in such a time..." She was just about to lean back and ponder some more, when a certain sensation made itself known... Pang.... A light twinge, in her lower belly... A sharp sensation, that prompted her to press her legs together lightly.... 'Of...course... I can't believe i forgot..' she thought quietly, sitting back up straight. 'Between the Yokai, and him... I've been too busy to properly....' She felt it was an annoyance, but not one that would linger too long. The moment the boy came back, she would quietly excuse herself, deal with the sensation, and go along with what the boy wanted.... . Or, she'd just leave in a few minutes, and deal with it herself.... ... At least, that was her plan, yet the clock in the classroom seemed to be moving extraordinarily slowly.... Prompting her to lean forward slightly, glancing at the time.... "It's been five minutes..." she stated to herself, firmly.... "Five more..and I can leave.." It was a short period of time... So, why did it seem like the urge she had was getting worse? Her legs went from pressing to lightly rocking, a hand resting in her lap as she sat.... Feeling the light panging starting to hasten and repeat....Prompting her to squeeze herself tightly.... "Three...Three minutes....left.." she stated... starting to count it down. "One hundred and seventy eight.... one seventy seven.. One seventy six..." Counting the seconds helped, yet the pressing sensation seemed to rise at a breakneck pace, prompting her to tremble in her seated position.... Shifting from side to side.... "Ten seconds.... Nine... Eight.." she stated firmly, starting to lean off the chair. "Five....Four.... Three." "BACK!" the boy's voice called suddenly, prompting her to land forward on her toes.... Sss... And a spot of warmth to seep into her garments... A faint blush on her cheeks, as the boy gestured at his feet. "Okay, it took some time to round em up, but I got em! This should help with your problem.." "W..what do you mean?' she replied quietly, trying to keep still as she looked down at the boy's feet... A half dozen shoe-sized ants scuttling around, looking up at her with beady golden eyes. "These are Desperants..." he started, lightly. "When a strong enough Yokai's inspiring something, other Yokai tend to avoid muscling in on the bigger Yokai's turf.... Meaning, they try to not bother the really tough ones.... And, if something inspirits a person for a while, it just gets stronger...." Senjougahara winced a bit, the warmth at the front of her attire feeling like someone had pressed one of her own tools to her....As she struggled, and strained to stay still, as the boy went on his long winded explanation... "But, DesperAnts aren't smart enough to avoid someone, if they're in large numbers." she finally caught, watching the bugs starting to go around her. "it's gonna feel like agony...But, after about a minute or so, these things should force out whatever's in ya. Just...Just relax...And know that feeling they're making you feel isn't real. You'll be fine! You're not actually about to lose control of yourself. They don't affect anything that was in you, just your perception of it..." "And.... if something.....was in me?" she added in a quiet tone... Prompting the boy to pause... Flinch, and blush deeply. "I...Erm...you're....You're kidding....right?" Ssss... "Nnn...!!!! Do you think a lady would joke about something like that?" she snapped, feeling another betrayal of warmth.... Followed by something else escaping.... A sensation running up her back, and out of her shoulders.... "Aha!" the boy called, darting up, and leaping onto a desk, his hands clasping around a golden being that looked almost like a fairy.... but, with a clearly inhuman body.... A mixture of bird talons, simian limbs, and.... Crab claws on the end? "Must be the Omokunai....A WightLess...." he stated, digging into his pockets for a talisman. "Just have to slap one of these on it, and..." The boy slapped a paper talisman, with a strange girl's face on it... A shimmering light encompassing it, and vanishing into the air again... Prompting a wipe from his brow. "Should banish it, at least for a few weeks.." he added, turning to look at the girl's tenuous situation... And then starting over hurriedly. "Right..Right.. .Git, you damn ants! Git, before i have to break out the Penelope DesperAnt-Spray on you! Don't think i won't do it!" The beings made a rude glare and gesture at the boy as he started to push them along.... The sensation of overwhelming weakness starting to dissipate.... But, not the warmth in her garments....... "That should...should handle it.." the boy added, opening the door. "Now, uh...do your thing! I'm gonna...Yeah." She couldn't move..... Even without the strange ants circling her, the warmth in her garments was already cue enough for her body..While the expulsion of the Wightless left her feeling... Solid... Concrete...Whole...... "Nnnnghh..." And a serious weight starting to pull down on her bladder, prompting her to stagger to her knees..... The sensation... It was... old.. familiar... And yet... 'I...Won't make it, in this condition..' she thought, feeling the sensations inside of her welling up, heading straight to the end of her personal plumbing... As she did the only thing she could manage.. Sssss....Ssssssss..... "Mmmmmghhh...Mmmmm...." Relent, and let the weight drift out of her troubled body... The liquid warmth spraying from one end of her undergarment to the other.... A damp patch glistening on her skirt, and spreading out..... Ssssshhhh...ssshhhhhhh As she quietly, shamefully, uncontrollably pissed her panties.......Yet, as the puddle beneath her started to grow, and the strength in her legs started to fade, she felt herself plopping down with a solid, weighted thump.... She was back to normal.... at long last.... She wasn't plagued by her problem... And, she now knew someone who could presumably help her with any future supernatural occurrences. It was a nice feeling... A sigh of relief... And yet.... "I'll have to...repay the favor sometime....." She would not forget today... Not as long as she lived. =================================================================================================================

[Day 15: Padding] [Warning: Diaper] "Gnnnn...It's already starting.." "Better strap in...We're in for the long haul.." "Ohhh, it'll be fine... Probably." A trio of girls, all sitting in the middle row of a theater, as the area darkened... And the projector flickered to life... Already showing a dark haired girl, flexing her arms, and posturing with the camera.... "Can't believe Juuni got us tickets.." a lime green haired girl, in a green sweater, and a knee-length black skirt mused, glancing over at a petite girl with purple hair, and a white jacket... Turning with a raised finger. "Ssshhh..Don't interrupt, Ellie.." the girl whispered tersely, prompting the lime green haired girl to turn back to the screen.... And smile. She hadn't been at a theater in forever, but when the latest Koz-Mo movie comes out, there was no way she was going to miss it. The way the girl on the screen just radiated confidence, dominance, and commanded respect.... 'She's the coolest there ever was.' Ellie thought, tossing some popcorn into her mouth, and taking a drink from her large soda. Koz-Mo was a famous anime character, brought into life by a nearly-identical actress, to make her adventures into the big screen. The particular iteration of KozMo's stories today, was [KozMo: Iron-Sphere Sprint] 'Kozuko has to partake in a race across dangerous territory..' the girl thought, watching as Kozuko Motou, the 'Normal, Everyday schoolgirl' Persona of the heroine paced around her classes, looking bored, and mildly uninterested. 'So she can win enough money to get the materials to get back home..' She'd read the manga a dozen times, and the novelization countless... Yet, her eyes were promptly glued to the screen, watching the actress as her legs tensed up, and she lightly gripped the edge of her desk. 'Kozuko is no ordinary girl..' Ellie mused to herself, a strange, ethereal being appearing behind her. 'She has the power of a Sit... A being that lets her do many amazing, and superhuman things...! But, the one thing it doesn't help her with...' The ringing of a school bell, the signal for students to dash from their classes... and the sudden Zooming of the dark haired girl on screen caught Ellie's eyes... Prompting a light glimmer... And a small flush, thankfully masked by the darkness.... 'Is her filling bladder...' The girl on screen dashed for one bathroom... Then another...and another, trying to find a vacant one, but seeing lines all around her school. Even a daring glance towards the men's lead to no results, as the press against the door revealed it to be longed... The actress bouncing on her feet, her uniform skirt fluttering dangerously close to revealing what was beneath.... Ellie herself had to pause a bit from feeling her heart racing... The panic on the Actress's eyes... the bouncing... The closeup on her thighs and skirted behind as she scampered.... It was getting a bit much for her, as she finally charged to a classroom door and... "W...Woah....Woaaaahhhh!!!!" The tension that had been building in Ellie from the lovely view was finally given a reprieve, as there was the sequence that lead to the central plot: Kozuko falling into a portal that lead into the past, bringing her back to the late 1800s, where she would be fated to race against others... With mysterious powers.... However, Ellie's resolve was immediately tested as the girl on screen scampered to her feet upon landing, slid down a pair of white, cotton panties, and.... "Ahhhh.... Ohhhh.. Ohhh Fuck.." the actress called, moaning out sweetly as Ellie felt her whole body tensing up again... Biting the straw she was drinking from to keep from making any noises of her own. It was... quite a lovely thought, a tasty image....And, though the camera wouldn't show the actual evidence, the look on the actress's face was all too telling... It was all Ellie could do once the plot started to set up Kozuko's journey to keep her mind from immediately snapping back to the desperate moments, the look of relief, and her own thoughts of how Kozuko would look in such a state.... As the movie continued on without her focus proper, a shift from a seat near her was the first sign of a certain problem they all would have to confront.... "Nnnn...No...No, not now..." Juuni whimpered, as Ellie dared to look at her friend, who was already shifting and wiggling in her seat.... It was an unheard of, nearly Four hour movie....... They were barely half an hour into it. "Mmmmthh..." Ellie groaned lightly, her mind immediately going from Juuni's start of trouble, to the actress's amazing display again... Her face reddening, as she felt her heart racing.... Starting to take some hefty gulps of her drink to suppress the thoughts once more.... The plot was being set up, Kozuko having to adjust to the older time period, while also being informed of the race itself.... The prize for winning, and a nudge from her own power.... It was right about when some of the rival characters were showing up, that the purple haired girl next to her started to scurry, darting past her. "C..Catch me up when I'm back.." Juuni stated quickly, her hands pressed against her skirt as Ellie continued to watch... Sipping and nibbling all the while. "So, these people are the bad guys.... But, those two can see Lotto..." Ellie whispered succintly as the purple haired girl returned, right as the gun was fired to signal the start of the race.... Prompting a horseback journey for the first part at least. "Ahh...I see..." It was an implication that wouldn't make sense, if you hadn't seen the others. Lotto was Kozuko's power, a Sit, that gave her a myriad of abilities, in exchange for taxxing her bladder. Lotto was invisible to normal people, so anyone who could see it was clearly dangerous in some manner.... As the movie continued.... And another figure stepped past her. "Sorry..! Knew I should have stuck with the medium.." Ellie merely sipped away at her large, trying her best to not think about the actress on stage, even if she knew from the manga she'd have at least three more close calls.... Pang...Pang... As all of the soda in her belly was finally making it's way south... Prompting the girl to slowly cross her legs... Trying to ignore the pressure, as the first encounters started... A squabble between Kozuko, and another racer.... 'It'll.. be okay..' Ellie thought to herself quietly, as the Sits came out, starting to do battle... And she squeezed her legs a bit tighter. 'I...I came prepared..' Shortly after the girl's victory, she eventually bounced off of her horse, and staggered her way into a saloon... Which directed her to the back room, where an outhouse was...presented. The actress's nose wrinkled, and she looked hesitant... But, with no other options.... The girl plopped down, and... "Haaaaahhhhh....." The same look of absolute relief...... Bringing back a familiar sensation to the lime green haired girl as she stared at the girl on screen again.....Crossing her legs tighter, as her own pressures were starting to swell some more.... I'll be fine...' she told herself, firmly. 'I have...that...after all..' A gratuitous shot of the actress's posterior, and some preparing on screen later, the race was continuing... Leading into another struggle. (If lessened by the fact it was common bandits that were no match for Kozuko without Lotto)., that Ellie felt her pressures mounting again... The aching of her needy tank starting to threaten mutiny......As she pressed her bottom back into her seat.... 'Mmmthh... Mmm... I...I'll be fine.' she thought, a hand resting in her lap as she watched the screen, now chewing on her straw absentmindedly.... Watching...Squirming.. but waiting..... There were a few other struggles, some minor troubles... but, eventually, it came to one of the next big bads, prompting Kozuko's sit to come out again... And an epic clash to occur. 'They know she knows.... But she knows they know she knows..' Ellie thought, pressing into her skirt a bit more. 'So she knows they know she knows... But she...' It was a cerebral battle, before an all out brawl.... Yet, as she was taking down the major threat, and left with the fodder.... "Gah..!!! No... Lotto, Not now!" The girl's legs slammed together, one of her clenched fists quickly dipping to her skirt in a firm, aggressive press... A tremble in Kozuko's step. Ellie felt herself gasping a bit as the girl was forced to bob and weave... Dodging strikes that she would normally parry, and riposte with ease..... Each twirl, each turn... Each narrowly avoided grasp looking to put more and more strain on the girl's body.... As Ellie felt her pressing hand intensify for a few extra moments.... "Come on... Come on...!" The girl had to settle for shoulder checks, and knee strikes... Careful to keep her legs together... To try to keep her modesty intact... And, most damningly, to try to keep her legs dry..... "Mmmth..!' Something that Ellie was trying, and failing to do... Even discounting the growing pressure in her tank, another urge was starting to quickly eclipse her piddle need... Prompting the girl to graduate from gnawing on her straw, to chewing on her fingers.... Watching... shivering.. and waiting.. There were three enemies left... And then two... And... Then.... "On....O..One more....!" The last guy did his best to stray from the girl's stunted, staggered strikes... But, even if he was a match for a hobbled over, writhing KozMo, he couldn't handle the flash of Lotto, who planted him like a flower in the desert sand.... "S...Shhhh..Shit...!!" Kozuko didn't even have time to confirm the guy was truly down, a flip of her skirt revealing a sizable stain on the crotch of her white panties, as she threw modesty out the window, squatting right where she had been standing, and a loud Psssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhing starting to ring out..... Dampening the stand beneath her feet.... "Ahh..!" As if on cue, the violent spray of the actress seemed to prompt her own body to do the same... A warmth escaping her own personal facuet, and warming her hips.... "Nnnn.. I can't imagine it ever being so bad I'd piss in a desert like that.." Juuni called out quietly, as Ellie instinctively lifted her hand from her skirt... Feeling the warmth spread out.... And her body's muscles slackening.... Ssss....sss.... Yet, unlike the actress's explosive release, one could barely hear any noise coming from the lime-green haired girl... Who merely felt the warmth starting to creep from her front, all the way up her posterior.......Warmth pooling, yet none of it spilling out onto the floor, or making a noise any of her friends could hear... She slid her hand down the waistband of her skirt as the lewd action on the screen concluded... Reaching down to test for dampness.. And delightfully, found none... 'Mmm.. these things are great...' she thought to herself, looking down at her secret weapon in enduring a long movie.....A padded garment, that had a faded icon on the front, but wasn't completely gone yet. 'I'll have to thank Rain later for getting me such a good diaper..' It was originally a half-hearted joke on her part, but the insistence of her other friend had pushed her into it.... And, well... She was always willing to try anything at least twice. ==============================================================================================================================

[Day 14: Switch-up!] Rrrring...rrring...ring... "Mmm.... Alright, Class is over..." a sultry, seductive voice muses from the desk next to you....Prompting an impromptu flinch, and a turn of your head towards the source. Students pour out en masse, but you feel almost acutely aware of deep, ocean blue eyes gazing at you from one seat over.... The most popular girl in the class gazing back at you with a pleasant smile.... Long, glossy black hair trails over her shoulder, curling at the ends....As she brushes a few bangs from her eyes, tucking it behind her ears as she leans in her chair, her voice low, but with the audible weight that monopolizes your attention.. "So, as per the terms of our game the other day..." she starts slowly, your body leaning forward to hang off of every word. "You are free to command me as you deem fit... For the rest of the Afternoon." It was probably the luckiest break you've had in a long time... if not your entire life. At the girl's request, you joined in on a game of cards... Finding out all too late that it was a game of high-stakes, High Risks Texas-Hold Em, with a 'Punishment Game' For those unfortunate enough to bust out....And a 'Reward' for the winner. Through what you would never openly state as dumb luck, and a particularly aggressive bet, the two of you had bet the outcome of the game on one hand, and pushed it all to the center.... Only to end up with identical hands, and as such, a draw. 'Normally, the person in second gets the worst penalty..' you remember hearing her state, having raised a finger as if giving a lecture. 'To emphasize winning... but, since we both tied.... I propose an Alternative that should please both of us...' Considering the other people had to go around the school in their underwear, buy lunch for the winners, and confess their love over the intercom for another student, you weren't sure what direction it was going to be taken... But, just as you had started to stew in your thoughts, she had pulled you into a private room, and told you.... 'So, tomorrow afternoon, After school.. I'm All yours.' she stated, with no elaboration. 'I'll do whatever you say, for the rest of the day. No matter How ridiculous, or out there it is. In exchange, my turn comes with the night. Deal?' Looking back, you ponder if it was a good idea to agree to such terms, but since you'd feverishly agreed in the heat of the moment, you were going to stick to it.... Especially after having carried around... that all day... "So, what would you like to ask of me, RIkka Takarada.." the black haired girl mused, rising from her seat. "To do, in order to satisfy your desires?" Your eyes couldn't help but wander over the girl as she presented herself. She wore a white sweater, with a collared shirt of the same color beneath, sleeves eclipsing her hands as she rested her hands behind her back... Your eyes trailing downward... A black skirt that was several inches shy of the school regulation, paired with some reddish socks that stopped just beneath her knee. You opened your mouth to say something, but quickly shut it.... Finding yourself staring at her shapely thighs, exposed by her small skirt. "Ah? You're looking pretty red.." she sounded gently... Her tone seeming to be equal parts teasing, and concerned...As one of her hands idly brushed at the other side of her hair, tucking it behind her ears on the other side as well. "You don't need to be shy. I said i'd do anything, and i mean anything, Your wish is my command, so long as the sun is up in the sky." You don't feel any less flustered by her insistence, but as you dig into your bag, you feel for the item you prepared specifically for this... Testing the waters, while also indulging in a small desire of yours... "H..Here..." you start, pulling out a bright red collar with a buckle at the front... As if something you'd fasten on a pet. "Put..Put this on, please..." She takes the collar from your hands between two graceful fingers.... Her soft skin brushing against yours for a few moments as she studies it... Her deep blue eyes studying the material.....Silently.... You debate quickly snatching the collar out of her hand, and trying to come up with a 'Just kidding' kind of excuse, but she merely tucks her hair back with one hand, and starts to unfasten the collar. "Ohhh... So, this kind of thing.." she starts in a..curious tone. It's not judgemental, nor is it eager.... Just... accepting? Your body moves before your mind can stop it, pulling out a matching leash, that clips onto the front of the collar. "Oh my...I see..." she states in the same, accepting tone.... Her hands gracing over yours again, as she takes the leash and fastens it, giving you the same, pleasant smile as before. "Are we gonna go for a walk, Master?" "H..Hm,...? Ah..Ah, yeah.." you stammer out, the girl smiling once again as you hold the other end of the leash, starting along with her.... Already feeling your face redden at the thought... You were standing next to the most popular girl in your class, while she was wearing a collar with you on the other end of a leash. You felt vaguely flustered, but as you reach for the door, you felt a light tug from the girl. "Oh, is that all you're going to do?" she asked quietly, prompting what you imagine was a confused look, as she lightly crossed her arms over another, giving a cutesy pout. "A girl offers you anything, and you don't even think about wanting to see her naked? I'm hurt..." It wasn't so much that you were against the idea of her like that, a thought visible on your face at her mention... And prompted with a light giggle. You were just easing into things.... But, if you wanted to get the most out of this.... "U...Underwear." you state, prompting her to pause. "S..Strip to your underwear..." You can feel your heart pounding in your chest, almost like it's threatening to escape....As you wait, and wait... and wait..... "Mmm....That's better." she states, starting to lift up her sweater.... Pausing as she glances downward. "Oh, but i can't do that with this leash in the way.." Your hand immediately slackens, dropping the red leash to the ground as Rikka chuckles... And lifts it with one hand. "You'd better be more careful with this..." she muses, lifting it up, along with her sweater to leave her in a white shirt, and the black skirt. "You let go of a pet's leash, and they're bound to run off.." Your eyes run over the buttons on her shirt as she tosses the sweater over a desk, her fingers sliding to undo her shirt buttons. "I'll let it slide this time.." she muses, sliding off her unbuttoned shirt to reveal her perky breasts, cupped in a fancy black bra. "But if you let go of that leash again, I'm gonna have to show you what happens when you let a wild animal loose." You find yourself staring as she holds the leash out to you....Her expression changing... Looking far more invested than before, as you take the leash. "Well, shall we get going then?" she asks, starting to move ahead of you......But, you pull the leash back, prompting her to freeze in place. "I...I said, underwear." you state firmly, the girl turning her head. "You're still wearing your skirt, Rikka." You feel a cold sweat run down your neck as she gives you a half-glare...But, her fingers slide down to the black material over her hips, and unfastens it.. Leaving her in a pair of black and red striped panties. "As you wish, Master..." she muses, the edges of her mouth curling in a grin.... As you finally grip the door, and start to open it. Rikka doesn't make any attempt to hide as you start the path out of school, the piercing, jealous gazes of your fellow student make your heart skip a few beats....Yet, also inexplicably, something seems to well inside of you... Filling you with determination.... "Mmm... can we make a quick pit stop, before we continue?" the girl asks as you round the corner to the first floor, tugging a bit as she inches towards a certain door. "I haven't gone since lunch, and I think it'd be much easier to obey if...." "No," "A..Ah?" "I said, No..." you state, feeling a rush of adrenaline... Of some feeling of strength, deep inside of you. "You're a pet, and pets don't use the toilet like humans do." For the first time, you see it... A hint of fear in the girl's eyes... A look of worry... Of slight panic... But, she lowers her head after a bit, and gives you that same reaffirming smile... Nodding her head. "M...Mmm.... Yes Master.." she answers quietly, as you tug her away from the bathrooms, hoping to catch a longing gaze, or another sign of her weakness.. but, alas, she remains the perfect pet a person could dream for.... As you make your way down the street. It's a warm day... Enough that you can see bits of sweat beading on the girl's exposed chest and shoulders... As you pace, and pace, and pace.... Watching heads turn, and gazes shift as you pass by several stores... Cafes, and restaurants. You're just about to pass by another Wcdonalds, when Rikka suddenly stops. "Mmm.. It's hot..." she whines, wiping some sweat from her forehead. "Can we get something to drink, Master?" You look over the girl's figure, searching for some kind of tell of an ulterior motive.... But, seeing only a sweaty girl, clad in only her underwear, you can find nothing out of the ordinary by it.... As you shrug your shoulders, and make your way into the building. ..... People's stares are immediate, but you try to pay them no mind... Heading to the front counter, where a girl is giving you a half-glare, looking to Rikka with a wary gaze. "What can I get you?" she asks sternly, Rikka giving her a warm smile, as you fumble for your wallet... "Two Sweet teas. Large." you call, the cashier gazing at the two of you suspiciously... As she drops her voice. "Understood, but... Please do not bring her in here, underdressed again.." she states in a firm tone.. Prompting you to tense up a bit... As the girl leaves.... Giving you time to notice the gazes of various other customers.... Before she comes back, with two large cups, and straws. You hastily take the drinks, and start out of the building feeling flustered... As Rikka merrily sips at her drink. "Thank you, Master." she muses with a devious grin, clearly enjoying the lukewarm reception you got from the store.... Almost as if she knew it would go like this... "How did you know Sweet Tea was my favorite?" You stop in place as she merrily sips away...The feelings of shame from another being turning into something else inside of you... Anger? "Mmmm..I could just drink this all day.." the girl muses with a chuckle, as you suddenly press your cup to her. "Ah?" "Then do it." you state, barely suppressing the anger in your tone. "Drink it. All of it." "B..but I haven't even finished mine.." she starts, as you press the cup to her. "Then hurry up." you state simply.. The girl flinching again... Gripping the lid and prying it off..... Before starting to tilt the cup back, chugging the beverage in a matter of a minute and a half. "Yes master..." she calls quietly, tossing her empty cup into the trash, before starting to take yours and sip at the straw... Drinking quietly.... Slowly.... Her eyes glance downward at this, looking deeply hurt by your command.....Even if it was in the heat of the moment, you feel kind of bad for snapping like that. "Mm...Mmmmthh... Ahhh... I..I'm trying..." she starts, catching your eye warily. "But.. But I'm drinking too fast... My tummy's gonna hurt..." You feel a pang of regret at the command now, a hand gently raising up to pat the girls head softly....As you let a smile come back to your face. "That'll do, for now.." you answer, taking the cup from her soft hands. "I..was still thirsty anyways." You weren't exactly lying, but after being so aggressive, you wanted to back off for a bit... Starting to walk the girl around the town again, as you pondered what else there was to do. Of course, there was that.... But, even for someone parading the girl around on a leash in her underwear, you felt like asking for her to go that far would be too much.... As you started to round a corner, only to meet resistance from the leash. "Hm..? What's wrong, Rikka?" you ask, but the answer is evident by her body language immediately. She was trembling, her hands pressed to the front of her striped panties, as she wiggled back and forth... Squeezing her arms around her breasts softly. "M..Master....." she started, pleading up at you with her deep blue eyes. "I..I got to let that tea out...." You feel a tug at your heartstrings, but a different kind of heat filling you than the weather.... As you look the girl back in the eyes, unblinking...And utter your answer. "No." you state, pulling on the leash. "Hold it." The girl visibly recoils as you command her, but nods quietly... Starting to follow after you, at a strained pace.... Every look back, you can see her legs crossing over one another as she walks.... Every few moments, a hand cradles her lower belly, or applies pressure to her panties....As you walk... and walk... and walk.... "M..Master..." "No. I said Hold it." You have this exchange a few more times around the town, feeling the afternoon sun bearing down on your neck as her pace slows more and more..... Going to a complete stop as you round the corner to the Wcdonalds again... Her knees knocking, as she leans forward... "M...Master..." you hear her plea again... Her soft voice shaking and trembling with every syllable, prompting you to turn and gaze at her enduring posture... You can see straight down her shapely breasts, and with a light turn of your head, you can see her sticking her bottom out... Wiggling, and shaking it in a tense posture... "Fine.." you lightly relent for the briefest of moments... Before a thought comes across your mind. "But... pets don't use toilets." The girl gasps sharply at this, looking up at you with those soft, scared eyes again.... But, a glance downward tells the rest of the story, a sizable discoloration at the front of her panties telling you all you need to know.... "P...Please... Please, I'm going to wet myself..." she begs with you, as you close your eyes to it... Shaking your head, and tut-tutting a finger. "You asked to pee, and i'm going to let you pee." you state simply, gesturing downward with your finger. "Right here. On the ground. in front of everyone." Your eyes dare to peek out for a few moments to see a flushed face.... The look of panic... and then, of submission... And defeat. Her hands move to her hips, going to tuck down her panties... As you yank on the collar again. "Did I say you could take them off?!" you snap in your sternest voice, the girl flinching, and a noticeable wetness trickling from the front of her panties......As her gaze prompts another pang of guilt......... Regret, over how far you've pushed the girl, and of what she was about to do.... "S..Sorry...Sorry... Don't know what came over me.." you call quietly, your gaze going elsewhere. "Please...go ahead......" As you start to mentally chide yourself, the girl's voice rings out again... In an absolutely heavenly tone. "Y..Yessss...Maaaaaaasssss....ttteeeeeeerrrrr.." she groans, fingers hooking the black and red striped panties.. And tugging them down ever so slightly... Enough for you to get a full-on gaze of her personal faucet, dripping wet from her spurts...And then gushing down onto the sidewalk noisily, a sizable puddle emerging from beneath her, as her whole body shudders...And she pants roughly. "Ohhhh.. Ohhhh.. Ohhhhhh... Thhhh..thhhhaaaaannkkk Youuuuuuuuu....." she moans needily, prompting you to stare at her face as it melts into an absolutely naughty expression.... Prompting you to flush, and cover your eyes.... Yet, despite that, you can still hear the girl's noises... The splashing of her piddle, and can picture the warmth emenating from her body... The chills down your spine having nothing to do with sweat... You can't believe you've done this... You've taken the most popular girl in class, paraded her around in her underwear, and made her piss on the sidewalk like an animal. You can feel part of you warming up at all of the imagery as it cycles through your head... As if it'd never stop... When you suddenly feel Rikka's soft skin pressing against yours, arms wrapping around your back as she pushes you to the ground. "I warned you about letting go of the leash.." she calls as you open your eyes... No longer seeing a vulnerable, submissive girl.. But the predatory eyes of a lion, sizing up it's prey. "There's about half an hour before the sun goes down, but I'm going to take my turn a little early now..." You don't have the will, nor the ability to resist the girl as she presses her warm, damp body against you...... Suddenly acutely aware of what she must have felt like, mere moments ago... "Hope you don't mind...." It was going to be a long night... ===================================================================================================================

[Day 13: No Rivers in the Cities, Girls....] "Ughhhhhhh....I can't take it anymore!!!!" It was an average afternoon in detention, complete with the two troublemakers of River City, one of which had screamed out her frustration as usual. However... "It's been like two freakin' hours! When are they gonna let us go, already?" Misako, the short tempered, dark haired girl of the duo groaned, her nails digging into her desk. "I've gotta piss like a racehorse, and I'm not gonna listen to Professor Dull try to teach me remedial math again." "I don't even go to this school, I don't know why they keep putting me in here with you." the other half of the duo, a normally bubbly and perky girl, with long orange hair tied into a ponytail with a red ribbon snarked. "But...Yeah, this isn't some kind of new punishment for skipping class, is this?" "Ugh, it better not be!" Misako snarled, slamming her hands into her desk. "If I find out this is some kind of sick joke for some pervy principal to get off to, or worse, that Godai, I'm gonna shove his creepy head into one of his cameras." "Totes.." Kyoko absentmindedly called, her fingers scrawling at a paper.... But, given she was too busy focusing on the sky outside, it was clear she was paying very little attention to anything. "And if this is some kind of trick so Hasabe and Mami can try to steal my Kunio.." the fierce girl snapped, her hands no longer merely slammed into the desk, but starting to crack it in half.... "M..Misako, please... Take your seat.." the poor teacher who did not get paid enough for this gently protested.... As the metallic object was chucked his way sharply, clattering against the wall. "No, YOU take it!" Misako yelled, storming over to the door. "I've been sitting here, nursing a bladder that's gonna burst for two freakin' hours! If you're not gonna let us go, I'm going to let myself go!" "Ah, Misako.." "As in, let myself out, Kyoko! Obviously.." she quickly elaborated, as some static filled the room... The intercom flaring to life. "Everyone! You know how we handle Detention!" the voice of a featureless principal called out, catching everyone's ears. "Nobody leaves until detention is over! For Any reason! Kids, you know what to do....." The students started to push out from their seats, standing and turning to face the black haired girl.....Who merely dug a hand into her bag, and started to slip on a pair of pink brass knuckles..... "And don't forget her friend too." Several of the students turned their head to Kyoko, who rolled her eyes and pushed the desk out. "Whatever. I wanted to go see my Riki-poo anyways." she mused, opting out of any support weapons, but starting to hop into place.... Loosening up her stiff legs, from hours of sitting.... "Get em!" The classmates, as all good mobs do, approached three or four at a time.... Enough to be greeted with several slugged fists to the gut, the back, the chins, and the sides. Misako's punches landed with a tremendous force, only matched by her friend on the other side of the room.....Opting for a few short jabs, and some acrobatic kicks and flips. "Well, that should be all of them." Misako called after a few waves of students, the door to detention flying open, as she started out. "C'mon Kyoko!" "See ya later, Professor Karoshi!" The two skipped out of the classroom, leaving the teacher to breath a sigh of relief, and grab the broom once again.... As the two girls started down the halls, Misako let out an urgent groan, shaking her head. "Crap, I forgot the bathrooms are on the first floor.." she snapped, slamming a student into a locker that approached her as a random encounter. "There's only one set of bathrooms?" Kyoko retorted incredulously, dunking a pompadoured student into a trash can. "What kind of school is this?" It was a hop, skip, and a jump down to the first floor....Where thankfully there were no more people to stall them with fighting.... However.. "Oh, I didn't know the day care let out early.." a girl with long, purple hair in twintails that dangled in the front sneered out... "Didn't know Misako was Potty trained.." a second girl, this one with short, curly blonde hair added... The two standing side-by side, with matching evil grins. "Outta my way, Hasabe, Mami." Misako snapped, one of her hands dipped into black-shorts that stopped midway to the knees....Looking to the twintailed girl, and the blonde in turn. "Yeah, we're on a quest! Like Lilli... What was her name?" Kyoko added, suddenly looking in deep thought as she tried to remember the legends.... Hasabe scoffing. "Oh, we'd never dream of intruding on your Toilet training.." Hasabe called, as the black haired girl stomped right past the two.... And gripped the doorknob.. Clatter...Clatter... "But the Janitor apparently does." Mami finished with a chuckle... Prompting Misako to growl in anger... "Freakin' Great! Of course the Door's locked!" she thrashed, trying to pry the door... But eventually relenting... "Oh, what are we gonna do.." Kyoko worried, starting to press her legs together. "If we can't get into the bathroom.." "I heard the Janitor keeps his keys on the fourth floor." Hasabe piped up helpfully, prompting a sudden snap of attention from both of the girls. "He does?!" Misako called, Mami chuckling a bit. "Last room at the end of the hall...Other end of the gym......If I recall." "Oh my gosh, thank you!!" Misako called, starting to charge up to the stairs. "C'mon Kyoko! Let's go!" "Yeah...Yeah, let's go!" As the two scurried up the staircase, the other two girls could be seen giggling lightly... Turning to leave the school with a few unheard whispers..... No doubt leaving out any... complications the two could face... "Ugh, how many of these guys are there?!" Misako quipped as she just finished bashing an aggressive cheerleader with her bookbag, it being less deadly than her knuckles, but also much less straining on her slender body... "I dunno, but I'm glad I don't go to this school.." Kyoko added, having picked up a kendo-stick, and bonked several students over the head with it as they passed floor after floor... Room after room... Mob after mob.... Before finally getting to the end of the hall of the fourth floor......Opening into a large gymnasium. "Why is the gym on the fourth floor, and not a ground one?" Kyoko asked, as Misako shook her head. "Not important, let's just get that key, and get going!" It was another slugfest, knocking out the rank and file students as they made their way to the complete opposite end of the gym.... Only to find a shut door, with a note on it. "Janitor's key room locked.... Please see Cafeteria on the second floor?" Kyoko read, prompting another yell from Misako.. "Auuuuuughhhhh!!! Now we gotta go back?! This is stupid..!" Misako could be seen pressing her legs together, shifting back and forth in her walk cycle.... Stiff, slowed, and otherwise troubled.... As Kyoko's kicks started to lose their momentum, her own hips swaying back and forth as she started throwing some of the generously allocated 'weapons'... And tried her best to avoid clashing with the mobs.... Once they got to the second floor.... "Cafeteria key in Locker rooms?! Please go to third floor?!" Misako snapped, slamming a clenched fist into the door. "This is freakin' torture!" "M..Mmmm.." Kyoko replied, one of her hands pressing to the front of her skirt. "At least it's only one floor this time..." Once they got up to the third floor though.... "Locker room key in Mr. Karoshi's Class?! Please see Karoshi?!!!! Aghhhhh!!!!" "We..Should have asked while we were there.." Kyoko added, the black haired girl snapping her head. "Ugh..! If i knew it would have saved us all this running..!" she started, taking an angry stomp... Sss.. And flinching... "Agh...!!! No no... Not right now..!" "Ah? What's wrong, Misako?" "A...A little.... I think a little came out..!" The words seemed to prompt something in the duo's other half, as she suddenly plunged both of her hands to her skirt, squeezing herself prominently... "Aaaaaa.... Now I feel like it's gonna come out..!" she whimpered, starting to squirm her hips back and forth. "C'mon..! Let's hurry...!" It was a scurried, frantic jog back to the fourth floor... Both girls swerving to avoid the mobs as Misako darted in, gripping the teacher by his collar. "Key! Hand! NOW!" she demanded, a shimmering golden key being put into her hand by the terrified adult.... Misako snatching it up, and tossing the teacher down onto a rousing student. "Got it...!" she cheered to Kyoko, still crossing one leg over another. "So... To the bathroom...!" "Yay..!" Kyoko started, before suddenly pausing to think. "Um.. Which room did this key go to, again?" The trip back to the locker room felt longer than the path from it, no doubt hindered by the growing agitation in their lower bellies... The gnawing pressure, swelling to a maddening extent.... And the Ten minute timers above each of their heads..... [Time to Disaster] "O...Okay... Now, where was after the locker rooms.." Misako thought out loud, as the girls staggered their way down to the second floor, opening the cafeteria door.... And finding a grey looking key on one of the aprons. "Great..! And this key opens the Janitor's room.." Kyoko stated, smiling... Before suddenly wincing. "On... On the fourth floor.." "Ugh....!!! Stairs....." Misako grumbled, shaking her head. "I'm so sick of stairs... They're too jarring... And... And.. Nnnghhh!!!" The black haired girl finally dipped her second hand to her shorts, as the two started back up the stairs that separated them from the gym.... Charging through the halls, and across the gym... To finally open the door to the Janitor's key room. "Never... Wanna... Do...This...again." Kyoko panted, shifting and whimpering as they started down the steps... Gingerly...Carefully.. As if balancing a plate, or a glass on their heads.... The timer ticked down ominously as they made it back to the first floor.... Standing to the bathroom door.. "Alright... Finally.." Misako started, the locks falling off the bathroom doors. "And without a crazy boss fight! Stellar!" Kyoko tempted, as the two saw a sort of meter appearing beneath them... And a horrible realization came over both of them.... "There's... Only one stall in the bathroom here.." Misako started, as Kyoko glanced over. "And... Two of us.." she completed, the meter at the bottom starting to form words, as the two friends looked each other in the eyes... "But if one of us goes in.." "The other might.." The two held a glance for a long time.... The PA starting to blare a dangerous, boss-like theme..... "What about the boy's bathroom?" "Oh you have those here? Thank god..." There was, in fact, a second bathroom door hidden just out of plain view of the girl's room...No doubt having been locked just as well, but apparently empty. "So, I'll just slide on in here.." Misako started, moving to press open the ladies door... "But Misako, I don't know how to use a boy's room!" Kyoko protested, gesturing at her skirt as if to emphasize her girly-nature. "Ohhh Fine, but you owe me.." Misako answered plainly, darting off into the boy's room and moving over to one of the urinals on the wall. An unbuttoning of her shorts, a turn to position her posterior over the wall-mounted receptacle, and... "Mmmmmmahhhhhhh.... Ohhhhhh... Ohhhhh... Ohhh, that's better..." Misako groaaaaaned in relief, a clear, pent-up stream trickling down into the urinal, only getting a little onto her green-striped panties..... In the girl's room, Kyoko quickly took to a stall, sliding her panties down and lifting her skirt up.... Plopping down onto the commode. "Aaaahhhhhh.... Haaaaahhhhh.. Aaaaaaa.." Kyoko panted in relief, sagging against the back of her proverbial porcelain throne....As she merrily pissed away the past few hours worth of piddle. "Ohhhh... Ohhh, that was close..." "Way...Wayyy too close..." Both girl's eyes fluttered closed in relief, enjoying the sensation of finally emptied bladders.....As the screen suddenly faded to black, a gold message appearing across the screen. [You're Winner] ================================================================================================================

[Day 12: A-Brief-But-Informative-Lesson-About-Authors-Featuring-A-Character-That-Most-Certainly-Is-Not-An-Author-Herself-But-Is-Using-Powers-Akin-To-One-To-Paint-A-Better-Image-For-You-All-While-Also-Predating-On-The-Basest-Of-Human-Desires-And-Hopes-You-Are-Paying-Attention-Because-There-Is-A-Quiz-Later-And-She-Really-Would-Like-It-If-You-Passed-Okay? ] "Greetings! You thought it would be another story by Faust, but it was I, Di...Eheheheheeh" A hearty chuckle, a gentle giggle....The magnificent B.B.'s voice would be heard throughout all of your lovely ears... Well, at least those of you creative enough to hear text~ "Juuuuuuuust kidding~ My name is B.B.! What does it stand for? Ohhhh, you know.." The darling, teasing B.B.'s voice would ring out, as the darkness of your minds cleared up.....And a bright spotlight could be seen... "Just about anythin' you could think of~! But, for the sake of this little tale...I suppose this should be the part where I sate your curiosities, and have a nice, lovely description of my being~" The camera was panned away, and the shadow of B.B. finally would come into view, zooming in as it started from the top.. "As anyone with a search engine would know by nowwww.." her voice started out, announcing her own description. "I've got lovely purple eyes, and matching hair that trails alllllll the way down to my ankles..." A quick swivel of the camera showed just that, her abnormally long hair...Coupled with a red ribbon on her left side... "Of course, I feel like you're more interested in....These." she continued, the camera shifting back around to a broad, yet devilish smile.....And down over a long black coat, overtop a white shirt with a ribbon in the center of the collar... "Ab. So. Lute. Ly. Generous breasts." she pronounced, arms squeezing around an incredibly large bust, as if tempting them to pop free. "Though, if you want to picture me as one of those cute, petite Lolis with a flat chest, I won't stop your naughty thoughts~" As if on cue, her body shifted for a few moments, her hair dangling completely to the floor as she looked to visibly shrink a foot in height, and down to the after mentioned nearly flat chest. "Feel free to think of me as your darling and mischievous lil' Sis if it gets your jollies going, or whatever you like," she mused in a higher, but no less devious voice.... As she twirled around, a black mini-skirt covering her thighs juuuuust barely, as she shifted to her regular, full size once more. "Buuuut, that's not what this is about. You didn't come here to just ogle me, now did you? No, noooo.....I'm well aware of what kind of forum this is, and what kind of incident i can be expecting.." She gave a light flick of her wrist, a pointer sliding into white-gloved hands, as the area behind her came to life.... Forming a blackboard, as she taptaptapped at it. "Soooo, why don't I make things more interesting, with a little lesson.." she mused, sliding her fingers up to her eyes, a pair of square-lens glasses appearing on her head, as she pressed them up with her palm. "Today, B.B. is going to teach you all what it means to be an Author!" She twirled her pointer at the blackboard, words filling the board in minuscule text, along with a crude, chalk-drawing of the person behind this....Who looked vaguely irritated as always. "Now, keep in mind anything I say can and will most likely be changed, dropped, or altered on a whim." the girl pre-empted, a bit of chalk circling the crude drawing, with the word [Inconsistent] appearing above the drawing's head, along with some cartoonish devil horns, and a mock flame. "But, as you no doubt can think.. Authors are the ones who make stories happen... Like the eleven or so before my debut." She gripped the top of the blackboard for a second, and spun it around, showing what looked like a flipbook of a character running across the board. "There's ones like "The 'Forgotten' homework, The Twelve Fanatics, etc." she started, a short flash of the omo.org board appearing, as she tapped at it. "But, seeing as you're in the Faustverse right now, you should understand....Author isn't a mere term for those who coin stories, and finagle with text... No, no... In this world, an Author is someone who not only can Project into a story, but also Displace, Augment, or Alter the reality they're in... Through things such as creation, Editing, or even deleting certain things. In other words, it's like one big ol' game to them." B.B. tapped her pointer to the blackboard, it stopping on an empty path, as she pointed at the top corner. "Luckily, the words are all pretty self explanatory. Projecting means entering the story themselves, as themselves. Displacing means taking over the role of a character, Augment means to add things to the story, kind of like bonus packs, or E.A. DLC style stuff. Oh, and then there's the whole Altering thing.." With every word, it appeared on the blackboard, scrawling in white chalk as she lightly bent the pointer, starting to trace it in the air after a few moments. "They can create something by using a writing pen.." she mused, scrawling [Bottle of Water] with the pointer in black text, the words suddenly changing into a bottle of water on command. She gripped the bottle, unscrewed the lid, and started to tilt it back... "Edit it, by getting close enough to the object.." she continued, despite very visibly drinking....The words [Diuretic-Laced] appearing over it, as she lowered the bottle, and made a scratching motion with her pointer... "Or delete it, if it doesn't completely collapse the story from it's removal." She tossed the bottle, but it was as if it never existed after but a few moments... Dissipating into the air. "Of course, this isn't limited to just objects." B.B. Continued, spinning the blackboard to show what looked like a schedule on the blackboard... Showing a medley of things... "Should an Author be close enough to a person, which they can most certainly be when projecting into their world of choice..... They can even alter that person's story...So long as it keeps it's cohesion intact enough for the story to have an ending." Looking at the schedule, it looked simple enough. [7:00AM Wake up] [7:30AM Breakfast] [8:00 Freshen up for work] [11:59PM Finish work] "Sooooo, if one of you naughty viewers were to utilize Authorial Power, you could do things such as change the times..." the girl started, twirling her pointer again.. [7:00Am->7:15AM] "Add some more details to an existing event....." [7:30 <Big> Breakfast] "Or even... Delete some parts.." [8:00 Freshen up fo-]-> [8:00 Work] The girl gave a light bounce at the text shifting... Suddenly bouncing from foot to foot, as she squirmed her hips, and rested a hand on her belly. "Of course, you've gotta be mindful of some things.." she added, gesturing with a now trembling hand. "For example, nature will try to run it's course, without repeated interference by an Author.." A loud grrrrgle could be heard, text starting to scrawl up onto the blackboard....before it was hastily erased, as she tapped at it again... "So, you'll have to put some time in, if you wanna see your favorite characters in just agonizing situations.." she mused, double-tapping the blackboard again. "Though though, given that this is our first meeting.. I think I'll have to do a little editing of my own.." The schedule on the board shifted again, changing the line about breakfast.... [<Big> Breakfast] -> [Breakfast with lots of juice.] B.B.'s hand moved off of her stomach at this, though she started to bounce from foot to foot more quickly, shifting back and forth. "There!" she called, her non-pointer hand now resting on her thigh. "Now, I've got over fourteen hours worth of pent-up piddle down there. Far, far more than any reasonable human being....Not that B.B. is normal, of course..." She lightly turned to her side at this, pulling back her black coat to show off a prominent distention from under her white shirt, wriggling back and forth. "An Author can also use their own powers to augment their own forms." B.B. Added, twirling her pointer offhandedly, as the camera zoomed in on her belly. "Which lets them go above and beyond human limits... So long as their wills hold out." B.B. shivered, her free hand finally moving from beyond her thigh, and to the front of her miniskirt... Pressing, and applying some much needed pressure. "But, as one strains the body, one strains the mind.." she added, part of her devious grin fading, to a strained, forced smile. "Mu...Much like in reality, you can't ignore such bodily functions forever.... And, when your endurance finally runs out.. When you're at your wit's end.. When you just can't hold it anymore.... You... Just... Ah..!' The girl suddenly froze solid, face flushing bright red from effort....Before she suddenly straightened up, trembling on the spot, but standing tall anyways. "M..Mmmm... Sorry, sorry. It just got... soooo bad, i almost forgot to try to stop it.." she stated, giving a wink through a furrowed brow, and a strained smile. "but...but I can't let it end juuuust yet... You never even got a good look down below my waist.." The camera suddenly shifted back to the front of the girl, slowly slipping down to her black miniskirt, a gloved hand still pressing firmly in the middle of it... "You're going to have to look at my panties fast.." she remarked, yanking the skirt up for a few scant moments, a flash of white cotton gracing the camera....Before the skirt was pressed back down quickly. "C...'Cause if I let off the pressure for more than three seconds, I'm gonna spray..." A little further down the leg, one could see long black thigh highs over B.B.'s legs, trailing all the way down to some low-heeled shoes... "Good...Good thing this isn't one of those kind of stories.." she stated with a bit of mock pleasure, bending at the knees. "If I had to...Had to step on some of you, while saying demeaning things, or run my hands over your naughty bodies...I think I might...Might.. just........Just..Ah...!" A light clattering could be heard at this, the grey pointer in her hands suddenly dropping to the floor as both of her gloved hands gripped at the front of her skirt... Squeezing firmly.... "Mmmm...Mmmmmmnnnn... Ohhhnn... Ohhh....Shame this isn't an interactive.." she started, squeezing her eyes shut, as she struggled to maintain a devious facade. "C..Cause this would be the part where i test and quiz you about Authors, to make sure you were paying attention to what my mouth was saying, and not what my...my body is screaming..." She shifted her hips back and forth, squirming, writhing, and wriggling as she bent forward slightly, gritting her teeth.... "So...So... So, for now.." the girl started, daring to open her eyes, a strained... but obviously pleased gaze in her eyes. "You'll...Have to settle...for this...kind of ending... Sorry, Biku.... B.B. just can't hold it anymore. " One of B.B's hands moved to brush her insanely long hair to the side, seemingly to feign some kind of control, but as the camera spun around, it was shown to be a way for B.B. to take advantage of her forward-leaning pose, and provide a delightful view up her black miniskirt...As the crotch of her pristine white panties started to dull....Grey....and moisten.... Drip....Drip...Dribbling.... "Ahh....Ahhhhh..Haaaaaahhhhh.!" B.B.'s voice moaned out, as little trickles grew into a slow, but steady stream... Starting to sputter, and spray down her thighs.... Trickle down her socks, and puddle onto the ground..... The purple haired girl starting to visibly shiver as she started to gush like a small faucet.... A loud, steady hissing filling the featureless room, as she started to pant softly..... Well, and truly spent.... "Mmmm...Mmmm....." the girl sounded, lightly licking her lips as she started to sink to her knees, two fingers moving up in a peace-sign gesture at the audience. "C...Class Dismissed~" ============================================================================================================================

[Day 11: Queue, Eh? ] 'Th...Th..this is bad...' The good news, is that class was over... The bad news, is that they had just been researching a new material...Something her teacher called... 'Omorium'.... A strange, blue crystal...That radiated a strange aura, but also produced copious amounts of energy. Something that would certainly be very useful.... "C..Could you hurry up in there?! Some of us are dyin' out here!" If they could mitigate the unfortunate piddle-problem it incited in the entire class. Near the front, there was a shapely girl, with purple hair, dangled in ringlets, bashing on the door to the singular bathroom in the area.... It seemed almost intentional, having them handle such a material.....And then, lining them all up like that. There would be some manner of retribution, no doubt...But first... 'I...i can't...believe I'm near the back of the line..!' She was a rather petite girl, with shoulder-length dark brown hair, and shimmering crimson eyes. Atop her head, she wore a large, black wizard's hat, decorated to look like a face in of itself, with button eyes, and a design that resembled jagged teeth. An imposing, menacing figure.... If the girl underneath said hat wasn't knock-kneed, and bent forward....Hands buried in the front of a gold-hemmed, red dress... Fingerless gloves barely visible as she stood at the back of a line, twenty nine strong.... The only person behind her, the person at the bottom of the class.... A much curvier girl, with a much more mundane black top hat...A sky blue sweater, and a dark blue skirt that stopped right at her upper thigh. She had straight, silver hair that stopped at her shoulders, and blue eyes that always seemed to be carefree, optimistic... "M..Mmm...It...It won't take that long....R..right?" If to a bit of a foolish manner. The brown haired girl didn't dare to respond, merely keeping herself as tensed, and stiff as possible.... "Finally, Jeez.." the loud girl at the front called...As the crowd inched forward.... One of many girls, finally out of the way.... "Mmmmnnn... I was so busy trying to see if I could acclimate that...'rium to my aura, that I must have lost track of the class leaving.." the shapely girl called behind her, prompting a wince...And a slightly irritated sigh... 'That's not even what the assignment was..' the brown haired girl thought to herself, knowing all too well how she'd gotten so far back in line. Her seating was in the back of the classroom, bereft of any partners, or people she felt particularly close enough to call a 'friend', to sit with. Coupled with her petite form, there was no outpacing the stampede of students, all wobbling, wiggling, knock-kneed, and squirming towards the exit.... "And then just...Boom! It was like a massive explosion of people! Just all BURSTING out, and charging towards the exit!" the girl continued, unhelpfully. "I wanted to stay, and study the material a little longer, but imagine my fright when I heard such a commotion! Why, it startled me bad enough that It made me need to..you know!" The brown haired girl squeezed herself a bit tighter, trying to not think about the need. Even though she herself had tried to minimize contact with the material (As the instructor stated), she found herself affected quite easily by the aftereffects.... Enough that she curled her toes, pressing her hands more firmly into the front of her dress more... As the door opened, and another girl was taken out of the equation... Prompting another slow..gradual move towards the front.... "But it looks like everyone had the same idea as me! Ahaha..Maybe they're all scared of loud noises too.." the silver haired girl kept rambling, prompting the continued resistance to turn around, and snap at her. "But wow... Everyone that goes in is gone for like, two whole minutes. Do you think there was something in the water?" The brunette winced, trying not to picture the material... The large, nearly-blue ocean...A sizable lake, that they would swim in... The flowing rivers, that ran from one side of the forest to the other..... "Well, I know I feel like I could really go for it myself.." the silver haired girl continued, prompting a snap back to reality, and a re-doubling of her legs crossing... Trying to keep her eyes forward, and trying to steady her aching body... Her panging bladder, and her trembling, shaky faucet... "But it might be a while, at this ra-" "Oh my god, NOT HELPING!" someone a few people up snapped back loudly, prompting a shift from the crowd, a girl with dark green hair tied into a ponytail...Wearing a white blouse, and some black shorts, bouncing back and forth in place. "Look, if you wanted to narrate the life story, do it elsewhere! Some of us are trying NOT to piss ourselves, thanks!" She didn't need to turn around to hear the silver haired girl squeak, and picture her face of embarrassment...Knowing all too well how the girl reacted. Being the laughingstock of the class, the silver haired girl's face always burned from ear to ear....Her gaze shifted downward, and she would sway back and forth...... Silently repenting, but coming back the next day twice as energized to 'Do her best'....And flop anew. It was deathly silent for a few more girls... The only noises filling the line quiet whimpers, heavy panting, and soft groans. The brunette did her best to keep her own breathing under control, trying to appear as professional as she could manage..... "Aaaaahh...Ahhh.. Nononon..!" one of the girls near the front suddenly cried out....Prompting the gaze of the line to shift to her... A red haired girl, with shapely hips, wearing a deep blue blouse, and black skirt started to tumble toward the door, passing by the other girls as she clawed at the wood.... "O..Open up..! Open up, please..! It's coming out..!" the girl begged, hands grasping the doorknob with a shaky....Urgent rattling....But, it held firm, and no one could hear the response from inside.... Pssssh..psssshhh..SSssshshhhhshhhshsssssshhhhh As a wet spray quickly formed between the girl's thighs, splishing...splashing, and then out and out gushing down onto the floor beneath them...As she fell to her knees, the agonizing sound of her loud, vicious urination hitting the ears of the nearly two dozen girls still in line.... Prompting a wave of shudders, incensed groans, and troubled moans.... As the girls fought to avoid the same fate.... The tormenting noise only halting a whole minute later.... "Aaaaa..Aaaaaa..." the red haired girl panted, sounding like someone who had run a marathon, and was on the verge of collapse...As the door opened in front of her, and the girl behind her charged... "Outta my way..!" The door was slammed shut almost as soon as it opened, the red haired girl resting for a few extra moments, before starting to stumble out of the way... The crowd now anxious about what would happen.... "Gosh, i hope that doesn't happen to us.." the silver haired girl sounded at last. "I'd do anything to avoid that shame..." The brown haired girl buckled her legs, squeezing them tighter together, and cursing not having her staff to hold against.... As the line no longer returned to silence, but started to murmur among themselves.... Debating, and questioning... "I'm not picky...If I had a thermos or something, I'd use that.." "I'll use the sink if it means not soaking..." "The rooms nearby aren't occupied, are they? Maybe if I hobble in there.." The dark brown haired girl could hear these debates, but took no part in an alternative method.... Knowing she didn't have the coordination to stay on a sink, and feeling she didn't have the energy to find anyplace secluded....As some of the girls broke off for alternate places.... Leaving a little over a dozen between her, and relief.... "Ohhhh..Thank god, that was too close.." the girl in the bathroom called, heading away from the group as two girls charged in this time... One of them making good on their remark to use the sink, likely.... As they stepped forward..... Bit by bit... Person by person.. Spot by spot.... "We're almost to the front....Hahah." the silver haired girl called after a bit... Prompting the brunette to gaze up warily.......At the two girls left in front of them, by this point... It was close....It was very close...... She could feel the warmth starting to build up, right at the end of her faucet... The pressure starting to reach it's apex...Her own ability rapidly trying to reach it's climax..... But, she resisted....She had to endure... She had to hold on.. She had to... "All yours, you two!" the door flung open... Leaving the two girls in front of her, and the silverette to charge in.... Barely shutting the door in time as she looked at the wooden wall between her and relief... Taking one step forward.... And then a second....And...And a third... Psss Freezing mid-pace, as the warmth suddenly graced the front of her panties and dress, the brunette seizing up......Squeezing her thighs tighter, clenching with her lower muscles, and trying valiantly to fight back the oncoming flood... "Hmm....? You look like you're about to break.." the girl behind her called, signalling another spray of warmth into her panties, and for the girl's knees to wobble....Making her slump lower, as she struggled and strained... 'N..Not now..!' she pleaded and protested. 'I'm...I'm So close...' She squeezed her eyes shut... She gripped with all of her might... She clenched, hoping...praying for the moments to pass faster... For her trouble to end.... For the door to the bathroom to open up, and present her with her moment of salvation... "H.Hey, if you could hurry up in there! We're at a crisis situation out here!" the silverette called, prompting a blush from the brunette as she instinctively looked downward..... Not wanting to make eye contact, in such a state.... It felt like hours....It felt like days....but, eventually, the door could be heard squeaking open... And she dared to look up... "G..Go ahead..!" a girl's voice stated, a notable blemish on her otherwise perfectly pristine shorts....But, as the girl tried to force herself forward... Psssh... The end was coming..... She couldn't even properly stiffen herself up, feeling the warmth entering her panties again... and persisting to escape them... Dampness starting to coat her inner thighs, and trickling up to her bottom...As she tried to will herself forward... 'C...C'mon... Move....Move..!' she tried to tell herself, only succeeding in bending her body forward...But, her feet remained firmly planted.... Psssssh...psssshhh As warmth escaped again, and again.... The strength starting to leave her legs.... ;I'm..I'm so close, and yet...' she thought...Closing her eyes as the strength left her legs, and she caved..... Letting her knees finally buckle, and her body finally press the issue.... Ssssshhh...SsssshhhhhhShhhhhhShhhhhhhhhhhh Something cold met the underside of her thighs, but when she opened her eyes, she wasn't sitting on the floor in front of the stall...Nor was the warmth blossoming out across her legs... But rather, there was a bit of a dribble down her ankles.. .and the vigorous splashing of liquid into a bowl.... Prompting her to realize she wasn't helplessly pissing herself outside, on the floor.... But, positioned on the commode, a smattering of dampness on the hem of her dress, but otherwise gushing up a small lake into the commode.... The silver haired girl wiping her forehead. "Whew....I...I made it.." she stated, as she slumped to her knees. "I knew...Even I could do something that small..." The dark brown haired girl opened her mouth to ask several questions, but seeing a puddle flowing out from under the girl's generous thighs, and prone form... She could piece it together. She had lost her strength to move, but the girl must have carried her... Plopping her down on the commode, at the expense of her own urges... "Mmmm..Mmmmaahhhh.. Ohhhh.. Ohhh w-wow, it R-really took it out of me.." the silverette called, shuddering wildly as she spoke. "I..I can't fee..feel my legs.... Mmmmmthh.. This is...S...some relief..." She could feel it too, the light numbness in her legs, as she merrily tinkled... The effects of the omorium on the body having lead to something of a rush of blood... Or, was it a lack of such? Either way, it explained to her why people were taking so much longer to get out... As a question finally came to her mind...And she sharply tilted her head downward. "M..My panties.. How.." she asked, as the silverette gave a light tap of a clenched fist on her own head, sticking out her tongue. "Ehehehe.. Vanishing spell." she mused, with a chuckle. "It happens a lot with my own underwear, so...I figured i could try to do it with yours. Didn't think you wanted to wet em, or anything.." "Ah...I see..." she stated softly, blushing deeply at the....brazenness, coupled with her lack of concern at such a...delicate matter. "They should appear again in... a few hours or so...I think." the silverette called, shuddering again as she beamed... Despite her legs, skirt, and such being coated in her own, pent-up piddle relief. "Just..be on your guard." The brunette gave a light sigh, thinking of how the vanishing spell wasn't supposed to undo itself... but, given the girl had just saved her.... She wasn't going to try to bring her down, anymore.... "You can call me Sempai!" the girl added, sticking out a hand...That was thankfully dry of any such incident. "I sit on the other side of the class! Wanna be friends?" The brunette gave a slight pause...But hesitantly stuck out a hand, shaking the....strange girl's hand. "How about.. Lab partners.." she stated quietly, prompting the same, wide grin the silverette was known for. "Good enough, Partner!" she called out, grinning. She was grateful that 'Sempai' Didn't ask for an actual name or such... Yet, she had a feeling it was just how the silverette went... Carefree, if a little foolish. 'Not...exactly a bad thing.' =========================================================================================================================