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Lilia

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    Lilia got a reaction from Anji in A Little Assistance   
    Holly was hesitant at first, of course - this was a very private thing, after all, and not exactly one she wanted to do with a ghost possessing her body. Spirits were one thing, but a living, breathing... well, neither of those things, but a talking ghost, was a whole other matter! But the more she watched the ghost squirm, her own bladder begging for release, the more she realized just how tragic her situation must have been, and something in her head was telling her to just say yes, so...
    "Well, okay. I guess I can let you do that. But hurry up, okay? I'm going to bust!"
    The ghost wasted no time at all, and flew forward, intangible body passing straight into Holly's. She gasped, flinching, but she could barely feel anything besides the sensation of another presence in her already-crowded mind.
    ("Oh no, it's even worse than I remembered! How long have you been holding it?")
    "Y-you're talking! Inside my head!"
    ("Well how else am I supposed to communicate while I'm possessing you? A-ah! Please, can you just hurry up and pee already? I've been waiting for this for so long!")
    "Right! Um, right, you don't have to tell me twice."
    Holly finally relaxed her muscles, and let out a deep sigh as she finally let go of her bladder, all of the morning's pent-up pee finally pouring into the toilet with a loud hiss. She felt the ghost girl's relief alongside her own, which almost doubled the feeling, and left her shivering until all but the last drops had left her.
    ("That... that was... ah, it's already over. Nothing's changed, I knew it wouldn't, but... somehow I feel better!")
    "Uh, I'm glad! If it helped you feel better, then that's good! I don't think I remember just peeing ever feeling that good before."
    ("Ah, a good old bathroom break! I missed it! I really did!")
    Holly couldn't help but laugh slightly at the absurdity of the situation as she wiped and flushed, pulling her tights back up. She'd been annoyed at the ghost before, but this had seemed to put her in a cheerful mood, and all in all, this was just the kind of wacky shenanigan she enjoyed, and this ghost was friendlier than she originally seemed.
    "Hey, you know what's funny? I just got pee-possessed and we didn't even introduce ourselves yet."
    ("Oh, you're right. I've only been thinking about how much I have to pee for sooo long, it wasn't even on my mind. I'm Prudence.")
    Holly let out a small snicker.
    ("Hey, don't laugh! I've been here for a very long time, it was a perfectly respectable name!")
    "Sorry, sorry. I'm Holly."
    ("Well, thank you for your generosity, Holly. I misjudged you, I guess. Anyway, I suppose I should be leaving you to your business...")
    "Yeah, if you don't mind. I have enough ghosts inside me already."
    ("What are you talking about?")
    "Huh? Oh, well, remember I said there was a spell-"
    ("Aaaah! There's so many people in here I didn't see before! And they all watched me pee!?")
    "Uh, I was the one peeing, I'm pretty sure-"
    ("I'm so embarrassed! Who are they!?")
    "I don't really know, I just-"
    ---
    Uh-oh, it looks like our new friend Prudence is now aware of the effects of Holly's spell, and-
    "Who are you people!? What are you all doing inside of this girl's head? And why are you watching me do private things? That is no way to treat a lady, especially one as unfortunate as me!"
    Wait, this is the narrative section of the post! How are you even talking in here?
    "You let me inside your head, stupid! I know you're there! All of you!"
    Okay, uh, I guess she's self-aware now. We sort of have a problem on our hands. Which one of you just had to go and mention the fourth wall? Okay, fine, let's try and get back to the story, quickly. Hurry, let's get some progression options in here.
    Options:
    > Apologize and say you have to leave right now immediately                           "Rude!"
    > Actually just run away without saying anything                                     "That is even more impolite!"
    > Try and flush the ghost down the- "No!"
    "No, no choices! I would like some answers, please and thank you very much! Yes, that means you reading this! All of you! I can see the words you have been saying! I would like to speak to you all! Could you please explain what is going on? I am very confused, mildly afraid, and I am asking very politely!"
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    Lilia got a reaction from Ranpalan in A Little Assistance   
    Hi! I've been kind of inactive/lurking for a year at this point, mostly due to work and other situations, but I want to try and be around more! I decided I would try my hand at writing an interactive story, because it looked fun! Instead of simply choosing the path, you (the reader) actually have a role to play in the story! Holly, a young witch attending a magical academy, has procrastinated for far too long, and has now allowed herself to become possessed by spirits (that's you!) in an attempt to cheat at a test. What she doesn't realize is that the voices in her head might not like helping a random girl with a test, and that they can also have an influence on her choices. Enjoy!
    ---
    This was a bad idea.
    This was a really bad idea, and Holly was probably being incredibly stupid right now, but a) to this rambunctious, daring young witch, there were no bad ideas, and b) at this point, she really didn't have any other option anyway.
    Her magical theory test was in two days, and she hadn't studied yet. At all. Look, say what you will about her work ethic, but being yelled at isn't going to get her out of this mess. She's been missing homework the entire semester, and spending too much time daydreaming and reading when she should have been studying, and now she's completely unprepared for a test worth thirty percent of her final grade for the year. It's not like it's her fault! She just, has a really hard time paying attention! And, actually summoning the drive to work. But still, this is going to make the difference between whether she ends up as an arch-mage or a cauldron scrubber, and. Naturally. She had only started caring two days ago. This was a good decision that nobody had any reason to regret at all, oh no.
    ...Which was why she was currently surrounded by a magic circle, attempting to summon spirits.
    Remember how I said bad idea? This is the bad idea. Holly figured that if she were to summon, say, two or three magical spirits (bad idea), and willingly let them possess her (bad idea), then they could simply learn all the theory for her, and whisper it back telepathically during the test, yes? Bad idea. Also illegal. But that wasn't going to stop a desperate little witch with no respect for the rules, so here she is, already reciting the necessary incantations from a book taken from the parts of the archives students weren't even allowed in.
    "Let's see... um, was it, aminus, or... um, no, wait, animus, I think-"
    And doing a beautiful job of it too, clearly. Eventually, however, it appeared she had done something right, because the circle glowed, and she suddenly felt her head filled with... far too much company.
    "A-ah! What's, what's all of..." she gasped, clutching at the sides of her head as it was suddenly flooded with voices. Thoughts that weren't hers, faint sentences in her mind, desires and motives that weren't her own, and... okay, she needed to take a moment here.
    "All of you, shush! Please be quiet!"
    And then silence, which she was very grateful for. This was... way more than just two or three spirits, so... she screwed up somewhere, but she could work with this! Definitely.
    "Alright, listen up! I've got a big test coming up in two days, and if I don't get it right I'm kissing my entire life goodbye at fifteen! So I've got you all in my head to learn all the answers for me so I don't have to! We'll look over the books later on tonight, okay? But for now, I've gotta go to class, so you've gotta let me think! Now..."
    ---
    Holly currently stands in her dorm room by herself, with a number of spirits now sharing her mind. She's wearing purple star pajamas, yesterday's white and pink polka-dot panties, and her glasses, slightly magnifying drowsy green eyes. Her curly brown hair is a mess, owing to the fact that she's just woken up, and for the same reason, she is hungry and has a mild urge to pee.
    The spirits now sharing her mind are able to affect her choices. They act as a sort of hivemind, and the general consensus of them will cause her thoughts to sway. She won't notice that she's being manipulated and freak out - to her, it will mostly feel like random compulsions. You, as the spirits, control her decisions, whether for better or worse!
    Moods:
    > Comply with Holly's orders, and help her get ready for the day. You can do a favor for such a cute girl!
    > Be mad! Who does this girl think she is, huh? You won't do anything for her! If she was stupid enough to put you in her head, then she can suffer your wrath!
    > Be subtle. You're mad at this girl asking you to bow to her every whim, but you won't let it show. Maybe you'll pretend to comply, and play a few tricks on her. That'll be fun.
    Possible options:
    > Get dressed
    > Eat
    > Drink
    > Use the bathroom
    > Fix her hair
    > Put away ritual equipment
    > Prepare for class
    > Go to class on time
    > Go to class late
    > Skip class
    You don't have to pick one of the options, or post it word-for-word, or anything. They are simply guidelines and suggestions, unless stated otherwise. The general consensus will shine most brightly, but if the opinion is divided, this will also show in Holly's choices. You also don't have to pick just one! Pick all of the things you think apply to the situation, unless stated otherwise. (That being said, do try not to pick too many things at once, I may struggle a little! Don't worry about ignoring fine choices if you don't think it's a good time yet - they might show up again later, so prioritize the most important/urgent things!)
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    Lilia got a reaction from Bismiris in Bianca's Adventure   
    I've been feeling like writing again so I thought I'd pick this story up again and see if anybody is interested! If so I'd be happy to keep it going. Poor Bianca's been having to pee for almost 2 years now, it's about time she got some continuation.
    _____________________________________________________
     
    You consider your options while you're sitting here. You might be able to use your illusion magic to hide the sensation coming from your bladder. Maybe not all the way, but it could make things less annoying for now. You're not sure if you want to go casting unnecessary spells, however. What if you end up in a fight and need to use magic? You shift uncomfortably where you're sitting, hands resting between your legs. Valeria is gone, and it's only you and Risa here. You suppose it wouldn't be too embarrassing to go pee in the stream. It's not like she hasn't seen you in an emergency before, and it's not like you've seen her in even more embarrassing situations. Still, you're nervous to ask. It takes you a moment before you're able to gather up the courage to ask.
    "Hey... Risa?"
    "Huh?"
    "Can you turn around?"
    "Why? Are you planning some kind of prank?"
    "Huh? N-no! No, I'm not, I..." You feel color rising in your cheeks. "I just need a pee break, that's all."
    "Oh, is that all? Okay."
    You reach under your dress and pull down your undergarments, before scooting yourself back so your rear is hanging over the stream. You feel a little cold and a little silly in this position, but you need the relief at this point. As your bladder starts to empty you let out a relaxed sigh. You wish the sound of your stream hitting the water wasn't so obvious, but it feels good enough that you can ignore that for now.
    What you can't ignore, however, is the sound of someone suddenly coming down the ladder. You gasp, standing up far too quickly and pulling your panties back on, almost expecting it to be an enemy, but it's just Valeria, who's back from scouting. You stare at her, frozen in place from being startled, and she gives you a weird look. You're still peeing through your underwear where you're standing, but you're already dripping wet from the river, so you're able to force yourself to stop before it becomes noticeable.
    "Did you actually just get scared right now? Didn't I say I'd be back in like, a minute?"
    "U-um, you said you'd call us up."
    "Did I? Oh. Huh. Well, it's clear. There's a cellar up there and it's empty, so that'll give us a good place to prepare and figure out a plan. Come on."
    She starts climbing the ladder, and you freeze. You're still struggling from the effort it took to stop peeing mid-stream, and you're not sure if climbing the ladder is going to be possible in your current state. You need a moment.
    "Wait!" You call out, sounding more desperate than you meant to.
    "What?"
    "Let's... we should get dried off, first. We'll... make too much noise, if we're wet."
    "...That'll take way too long."
    You panic, trying to think of an answer to that. "Um... not necessarily?"
    "...Yeah?"
    "Yeah! I... I can... I can dry us off with a fireball!"
    Valeria stares at you with an unreadable expression for a moment, but then grins.
    "Heh. I'm starting to like you, kid. Now that's a plan. Alright, let's make this quick."
    She stands in front of you, and you concentrate, focusing your newfound magical ability to create a ball of fire between yourselves. It's a little hotter than you were expecting, and you're surprised by the heat, but the blazing fire warms you up in an instant and the water already starts to disappear from your clothes. By the time your spell wears off, you're only a little damp.
    "Yeah, nice and efficient! Okay, no more distractions, now. Let's go."
    You follow her up the ladder, this time without having to worry about leaking, but it's still not a pleasant experience. When you reach the cellar, you welcome the chance to sit down and relax for a bit.
    Valeria peers out of a nearby doorway. You can hear two voices in the distance, a man's and a woman's.
    "Okay, so there's two guards at the end of the hall outside. We can't really take them by surprise, or sneak past, they'll see us coming a mile away. So here's my plan. We charge in, screaming to freak them out, and then knock 'em down before they know what's happening."
    "Um..." Risa replies.
    You... aren't sure that's a great idea exactly, either. Thankfully, you're sure you can think of something better.
    ---
    10:29 AM
    2nd day of the 1st month
    HP: 100/100
    MP: 90/100
    Belly: 86/100
    Hydration: 78/100
    Bladder: 61/100
    Tiredness: 14/100
    Equipment: Iron shortsword, round shield, dress, ribbon, leather boots, panties
    Bag: Knife, twine, bandages, bread, cheese, baguette (x2), snack bag (x2), flint, water flask, flask of fairy urine, sleeping bag, travel guide, spellbook, cloak of invisibility
    Potions pocket: Small healing potion (x3), small mana potion (x2), elixir of strength, potion of agility, brew of endurance
    Coins: 2375
    Known spells: Fireball (10MP), Healing (20MP), Charm (40MP), Small Illusion (50MP)
    Companions:
    Risa (forest fairy)
    HP: 25/25
    MP: 100/100
    Bladder: 2/15
    Status: Nervous
    Known spells: Glowlight (10MP) Flash-stun (25MP), Confuse (25MP), Fairydust Storm (30MP) Valeria (part-human mercenary)
    HP: 175/175
    MP: 40/40
    Bladder: 64/130
    Status: Ready for action
    Known spells: Fire Breath (20MP) Perform an action.
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    Lilia got a reaction from YellowPengu in Bianca's Adventure   
    "Um, just walking in sounds a little scary... I think we should sneak in," you reply. Part of the reason for your decision was that you could discreetly pee in the water, and your companions would be none the wiser. But you quickly realize how silly that sounds, and brush the thought out of your head. You'd only do that if it were an absolute necessity, and it really isn't.
    "Yeah, didn't think a pipsqueak like you would be up to it. Guess we're playing it sneaky today. This way, then."
    You feel a little indignified, but Valeria is probably right, so you decide not to make a retort, even though you kind of want to.
    The river, as it turns out, is about twenty meters wide at its narrowest point. You're grateful it's summer, because on a colder day you might not be as willing to jump into the water.
    "It's shallow enough that your feet should touch the bottom," Valeria says, "so you'll want to hold your bag above your head."
    "I'm not risking getting wet!" Risa huffs. "I have wings for a reason! I'll see you two on the other side."
    Valeria shrugs, and steps into the water. You take off your boots first, and follow. You try to hold the hem of your dress above the water level, but it's fruitless; eventually the water soaks you up to your chest. The flowing water makes your need to pee feel worse than before, and momentarily, you try to let maybe a little out. Unfortunately, this is a new environment, and your sphincter muscles just don't want to give way.
    "Hey, hurry up," Valeria calls. "If you take much longer I'm gonna go without you."
    You sigh, and continue to ford the river. As you emerge on the other side, you do your best to wring the water out of your dress, but you're uncomfortably soggy.
    "Where's the tunnel?" you ask.
    "There," Valeria replies, pointing to your left. Turning your head, you see a natural cavern, with torchlight glowing within. "Back when the fort was still a fort, it's where they unloaded shipments from town. The people that live there now use it to dump trash, or as a bathroom. It probably won't be heavily guarded, nobody expects an attack from there.
    "I... I see." you respond. "And then what?"
    "Stay quiet, and don't make eye contact with anybody. We're here for Drayvis, and that's it. Follow my lead, and you'll be fine."
    "Okay..."
    You follow Valeria into the cave. A stream of water flows down the right side, with a stone walkway on the left allowing passage. There's nobody there, but somehow that only makes it feel more ominous. You hear raucous noises from above you, so clearly you've already passed under the fort. After a while, Valeria holds out a hand to stop you - you've come upon a ladder, leading to a trap door above. You see light, and hear distant voices.
    "This leads to the cellar. I'll climb up first and scout ahead. You wait here, and don't follow me up until I tell you to. Got it?
    You nod, and Valeria begins to climb the ladder. Shortly, you're left alone in the quiet cave, only flickering torchlight and the sound of the trickling stream for company.
    ---
    10:24 AM
    2nd day of the 1st month
    HP: 100/100
    MP: 100/100
    Belly: 89/100
    Hydration: 84/100
    Bladder: 83/100
    Tiredness: 10/100
    Equipment: Iron shortsword, round shield, dress, ribbon, leather boots, panties
    Bag: Knife, twine, bandages, bread, cheese, baguette (x2), snack bag (x2), flint, water flask, flask of fairy urine, sleeping bag, travel guide, spellbook, cloak of invisibility
    Potions pocket: Small healing potion (x3), small mana potion (x2), elixir of strength, potion of agility, brew of endurance
    Coins: 2375
    Known spells: Fireball (10MP), Healing (20MP), Charm (40MP), Small Illusion (50MP)
    Companions:
    Risa (forest fairy)
    HP: 25/25
    MP: 100/100
    Bladder: 1/15
    Status: Relaxed
    Known spells: Glowlight (10MP) Flash-stun (25MP), Confuse (25MP), Fairydust Storm (30MP) Valeria (part-human mercenary)
    HP: 175/175
    MP: 40/40
    Bladder: 62/130
    Status: Serious
    Known spells: Fire Breath (20MP) Perform an action.
  5. Upvote
    Lilia got a reaction from acer913 in The Bladder Sprite   
    "If we're going to be travelling together, we need to need to set down a few ground rules. And trust me, I don't intend to let our situation stop me from travelling."

    Hxia stared up at the human, a bored expression on her face. This rant had been continuing for quite a fair amount of time, and the sprite was fairly certain she had already gotten the gist of what she was trying to explain ten minutes ago. She would have preferred an extra period of punishment (which involved being tied to a tree for an hour) than having to listen to this. But she didn't voice that particular concern at the minute.

    "We're headed for Seagate. It's not too far from the end of the glade, and I don't want to have to deal with these problems there. So from this point onwards, we're going to try and show each other a little bit of decency. Is that too hard?" Colette continued.

    She rolled her eyes, replying with a less-than-enthusiastic "Sure, whatever.", prompting the girl before her to give a rather hard stomp on her toes. "Okay, okay, I get it!" groaned Hxia, gritting her teeth. Perhaps she should start wearing shoes.

    "Good. The next time you feel the need to pee, you tell me, and we go together. No 'forgetting' to tell me, no surprises, and no going before I'm ready. If you're able to give me that, then I won't do the same to you. I'm sure you dislike soaking yourself just as much as I do."

    The sprite couldn't lie. She wasn't overly fond of uncontrollable accidents. Waking up this morning in a puddle of her own urine was not a pleasant experience. Still, she hated being scolded like a child who didn't know how to control herself. "Fine." she huffed coldly.

    "Then I'm glad we've got that cleared up. We're leaving first thing tomorrow, so you'd better behave, or things won't be pleasant for you, you brat." Colette threatened, and this time Hxia only rewarded that sentence with a curt nod, before running off to be by herself.

    She'd already gotten a good sense of how far away from the human was too far, and going to the nearby river didn't seem to go over the boundary of their connection. They had accidentally been separated a few more times, and every instance had the disastrous consequence of giving her the greatest fullness her little bladder had ever felt before, so she was cautious to try pushing those limits. The sprite sat by the riverbed and soaked her feet in the water. Her very orange reflection stared up at her. She sighed, and watched her mirror do the same. How sad it looked. Probably because word would be spreading about how it was that color. Every other sprite in the Glade would be hearing about how the poor reflection had bound itself to a human's bladder. It would be the subject of jokes, of teasing, and stories told to young sprites to make them giggle.

    The sun started to set, and her reflection in the pink water almost started to look red. Hxia stared, and then kicked it away, sending ripples all over. It's fake, it's a gift she'll never get, and it's only there to taunt her. She realized that, just how long she'd been there, she didn't even remember. But it was starting to get cold, so she turned around and made her way back.

    Colette was sitting in front of a fire, reading another book. Hxia realized that her bladder was starting to get uncomfortably full, but she didn't want to start that conversation. Without saying a word, the sprite fled into the sanctuary of the tent, where she huddled under the human's covers for warmth. She turned her head and saw her stack of reading material. None of the characters on any of the books made any sense to her. Sprites only used verbal communication, and writing and reading were foreign concepts to her. Something compelled her to flick through the pages, however, and she opened the tome at the marked position. Plastered all over the double page were images of sprites. Her own subspecies included. She then turned back to the beginning, and started to look through at all the drawings. Among the oddest were winged, fire-breathing reptiles, boars with flaming tusks, stick-thin beings as tall as trees, and beasts made of slime. Did creatures like this even exist? And just outside her peaceful forest, too? Even though she couldn't make out a single letter, the images captivated Hxia's curiosity for an hour, and then a picture-heavy book on magic for another, and then-

    A jolt of pain shot through her lower body. Just then, she remembered her predicament, and the fact that she had to pee. Badly, now. How long had it been? The sky outside was dark, and the tent was only lit by candlelight. If everything she knew about her own species was true, then shouldn't Colette have had to go just as badly, and if so, why hadn't she said anything? Perhaps she was just as absorbed as the sprite was in her work? Hxia rubbed herself through her underwear, trying to relieve the pressure somewhat. She would have gone a long time ago before, but she didn't want to seem weak and be the first one to bring it up. Surely, Colette wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. So, resolutely, the sprite crossed her legs and continued to read.

    More time passed, and by now she was sitting on her heel and bobbing up and down slightly. She could really feel it now, the painful pressure of all that liquid inside her, and it was getting a lot harder to distract herself from that feeling. She took a peek outside the tent, letting out the quietest of moans as she bent down to push the flap aside and felt the pressure increase. Colette was sitting in her place, but one hand was jammed between her legs and she was shifting around. Why was she trying to endure this? Was it some sort of test, did the sprite have to ask first? Was she being made to degrade herself like that? Even so, she'd rather not endure holding it in anymore, so she stood up, and walked over to the human, holding her crotch tightly with one hand. "You know," she began, "Just in case you didn't realize, we really have to pee."

    Colette finally looked up at that point and smiled. "See? That wasn't too difficult, was it?" she asked, the sound of her voice ever so slightly pained. "Come on, we'll go a bit away from the tent." Hxia practically ran to the edge of the clearing, dropped her panties, and waited in frustration for the human to get all the way over, undo her belt and slide her breeches off. It was torturous to be exposed to the wind, and it would have been so easy to go right there in spite, but she didn't, out of what respect she still had for the human. Finally, Colette began to speak.

    What she said, however, Hxia didn't hear. She was too busy staring forward in terror at the beast that had just appeared. A huge mass of shaggy fur and claws, there was no doubting it was a bear. And it had stumbled into her campsite. The sprite frantically tapped the human's arm and pointed, and as soon as she saw the mammal, she pulled up her clothes, prompting Hxia to do the same, and the sprite barely had enough time to slide her undergarments back before she was grabbed the girl as she dived into the brush, getting down low to hide. Unfortunately, Hxia had ended up positioned under all of the human's weight, and although neither dared move a muscle, their abdomens were touching, and the pressure on both their bladders was unbearable. Tears formed in Hxia's eyes. This was almost as bad as what happened when they were separated. Nobody talked, but Hxia could hear the girl's pained breaths, and she was having trouble silencing her moans.

    Hxia started to pant. One little drop leaked into her panties. And then another. The sprite was trying her hardest to hold on, but she started to lose spurts. She felt a wet spot start to grow on her front, but had no idea if it was her own pee or Colette's. Eventually, she was unable to hold on anymore, and with a long, almost-silent gasp, she relaxed her bladder and released the torrent it contained. She hardly felt herself peeing at all, only the intense feeling of relief and the massive amount of wetness suddenly pouring into her clothes from her own bladder and from above. Colette was shaking, and in a second the sprite realized she was too. It seemed to last forever, until finally she became aware of the cessation of a hissing sound she hadn't even noticed at first. They may not have been bound by heart, but both their hearts were beating quickly.

    The urine was warm. Colette was warm. The sprite relaxed in the embrace of both, clinging on to the latter tightly, her eyes squeezed shut. She didn't want to look and see the bear. If she tried, it almost felt like she was in a warm bath. For the first time, she felt safe in Colette's protection. Nothing could get her now.

    Finally, the girl moved, and scanned the area. "It's gone." she said, prompting Hxia to open her eyes. "It must not have noticed us. You're safe, don't worry."

    "I'm sorry." both girls said at the same time.

    "I'm sorry for making you pee, C-Colette, for p-peeing on you, I couldn't hold it-" stammered the sprite. She looked about ready to cry.

    "No, I'm sorry for making you hold it so long, it was cruel of me, I shouldn't have." said Colette, cutting the other girl off. "I can't believe you waited that long. You shouldn't have." She reached forwards and pulled the sprite into a hug, and the two wet girls shared their warmth for a good minute. Both were relieved to have been unharmed, and relieved in a more bodily way.

    Hxia realized two things as she slept huddled up next to the human that night, after they had bathed in the river. That Colette wasn't nearly as bad as she had thought she was going to be... and that she liked the feeling of wetting herself a lot more than she had previously thought.
  6. Upvote
    Lilia got a reaction from Accidentz in How Did You Get Into Omorashi? What Exactly Happened That Made You Want To Do This?   
    This is actually a pretty interesting question, and I haven't really thought about it a lot. As a kid I remember being fascinated by people peeing or having to pee (regardless of gender). Since it was something you were supposed to do in private and involved private parts of your body, the taboo-ness of it really fascinated me. Hearing people saying they have to use the bathroom, or watching them pee, just kind of intrigued me. I once got to see two of my (girl) cousins peeing outside at a pool, and another time me and two other cousins (a boy and a girl) played this game where we 'helped' each other go to the bathroom, which was really just us watching each other. Those two memories kind of stuck with me. I remember reading desperation stories online and looking at images of people peeing, and when my sexuality started to develop the interest for peeing I already had sort of just... merged with it, and it became something sexual. I then started to experiment with peeing in different ways myself, and then when I reached adulthood I was just completely into it at that point.

    I think being so fascinated by it as something 'mysterious' a kid probably helped. Had I been more casually exposed to pee, I'm not sure if I would have considered it to be as exciting as I did. Or maybe I still would? Who knows.
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    Lilia got a reaction from Keita123 in Bianca's Adventure   
    Mentally, you run through various different ways you could attempt to free yourself - burning the vines at your feet with a fireball may work, and indeed sounds like the most efficient option, but you're also not sure if you want to be flinging fireballs so close to your feet. Cutting yourself loose is another option, but then you'd have to reach your bag and get the knife, and the fairies would surely notice.
    ...Of course, you don't have much choice. You very slowly move your hand towards your back, trying to reach for the knife tied to the side of your bag...
    "...Hey! She's got another weapon!" shouts a fairy, and before you even have time to draw your knife, a few of the little beings are already dragging away your bag. You realize that with this many fairies around you, and them all being this cautious, you may not be able to fight back. You frantically try to remember what spells you know, and realize that a Charm spell could help.
    You're not sure if you could charm all the fairies at once, but if you could get it to work on the one that led you astray in the first place - the pink-haired, red-winged fairy, which appears to be the leader - you might gain a bit of traction in this situation.
    With a discreet wave of your hand and a muttered incantation, you cast the spell.
    "...H-hey!" you exclaim, hoping that worked. "I'm not still trying to attack you, am I? Can't we talk this out? You have to like me at least a little...!"
    The fairy leader pauses, staring at you for a second, before nodding. "Yeah, I guess you're not the worst human. We were going to make you our toy, but..." The other fairies stare in curiosity - why was their leader being fair all of a sudden?
    "...But you've got some nerve, coming into our woods and swinging that sword around! I don't know how I feel about you walking around here like you own the place! Instead of playing with us, your punishment is that you have to take me with you!"
    ...Er, what, now? The fairies around you look about as confused as you do.
    "That's right! I'm coming with you! Then I can make sure you're behaving yourself! Humans should listen to us fairies, so if you take me along, I'll consider you forgiven, and you can have your stuff back and go. What do you say?"
    While it's better than being a toy for fairies, you're not sure how you feel about having a fairy companion, and you also aren't sure how much you trust her word. What if she's lying? What if she betrays you or goes back on her word when the charm spell wears off? Still, you're not sure what else you can do...
    ---
    You have successfully persuaded someone with Charm! Weak-minded creatures like fairies and normal humans are easily affected by magic, but people or beings with a higher mental fortitude may be harder to manipulate.
    You have lost HP and MP. These regenerate over time, so if more time passes you will regenerate more. You can also consume a potion to restore them. Depending on the situation, it may be urgent to take a potion, or it may be more wise to let yourself regenerate over time - after all, drinking potions will fill your bladder meter.
    11:25 AM
    1st day of the 1st month
    HP: 96/100
    MP: 60/100
    Belly: 83/100
    Hydration: 69/100
    Bladder: 84/100
    Tiredness: 14/100
    Inventory inaccessible
    Equipment: Dress, ribbon, leather boots, panties
    Bag: Knife, twine, bandages, bread, snack bag, flint, water flask, empty flask, sleeping bag, travel guide, spellbook, cloak of invisibility
    Potions pocket: Small healing potion (x3), small mana potion (x2), elixir of strength, potion of agility, brew of endurance
    Coins: 600
    Known spells: Fireball (10MP), Healing (20MP), Charm (40MP), Small Illusion (50MP)
    Perform an action.
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    Lilia got a reaction from Bismiris in Bianca's Adventure   
    Hello again! This is now my second time delving into the interactive stories forum. My first one, A Little Assistance, went unfinished, most likely because I had gotten too involved in the plot and it started to not mesh very well with the interactive story format. As well as that, the updates were getting kind of lengthy and it was pretty hard to keep going with it.
    So for this story, I'm going back to the basics, and starting off with something a little simpler, inspired by RPGs. I don't have any goal in mind, so we'll see where this goes. It should hopefully be fun!
    _____________________________________________________

    (note: this story will not be illustrated, i just wanted to doodle the protagonist!!)
    Your name is Bianca Liette, and today is your fifteenth birthday! Ever since you were little, you've been helping your father manage the village general store, which was a task you took to enthusiastically. All sorts of people came and went, buying and selling, with all sorts of stories to share, and the more you heard from merchants and travelers and mercenaries and old wizened wizards, the more you longed to see the world yourself. You're a girl with an adventurous spirit, a girl who wasn't meant to be trapped up in a shop all her life. Today, you have reached the age where young villagers are said to be independent and able to fend for themselves, and you are naturally very excited! Dad has always been telling you to wait until you were older before you were allowed to go beyond the village gate alone, and so today is a day you have been looking forward to for a very, very long time.

    Your very own adventure is about to begin!
    ---
    You're sitting in bed in the store's upstairs room, tucked underneath your blankets and wearing your silken nightgown and yesterday's panties. Your curly brown hair is a bit of a mess from your slumber, and since you just woke up, you're a bit thirsty, hungry, and need to use the restroom. Although you feel a bit drowsy, you're also very eager to get up and see what your dad has gotten you for your birthday! You should probably get dressed, and take care of all of those things mentioned previously, but you are also very excited and they are not the most important things on your mind right now.
    9:30AM
    1st day of the 1st month
    (In this universe, all months are 30 days long, and measured relative to Bianca's birthday, for convenience!)
    HP: 100/100
    MP: 0/0
    Belly: 30/100
    Hydration: 20/100
    Bladder: 60/100
    Tiredness: 0/100
    (These are your stats! HP is a measure of your health, which is your overall wellbeing! Doing unhealthy or harmful things, or getting into fights will cause you to take damage! If your HP reaches 0, you will die. Let's try not to die! MP are your mana points, which represent how much magic you are capable of using! However, at the moment, you do not know how to use magic. You'll probably need to do something about that first. Belly is a measure of how hungry you are, and Hydration is a measure of how thirsty you are, with 100 being sated/quenched and 0 being starving/dehydrated. Your bladder fullness is obviously a measure of how much you need the restroom, and your tiredness is how sleepy you are. You may earn more stats over time depending on what you do, and these will be added to the list as they become relevant.)
    Equipment: Nightgown, worn panties
    Hands: None
    (Your equipment is a list of the items you currently are wearing on your person, whereas your inventory lists the items you are carrying. At the moment, you can only carry two items in your inventory, as you do not have a bag, only your hands! You should try and acquire a bag at some point.)
    What should you do?
    (Actions will usually be left entirely to the readers (such as in this case), in which case the general consensus will decide the outcome, assuming it fits the current situation. When it comes to specific choices, the choice with the most votes will win. The story will usually try to leave you with some freedom, and only restrict you if it is important to do so!)
  9. Upvote
    Lilia got a reaction from Sake in A Little Assistance   
    Hi, just in case anybody was still waiting, I've unfortunately lost interest in continuing to write this. My apologies. I really want to be able to finish the things I start but life and my motivation can get in the way.
    But now that I've had experience with an interactive story I'll have more ideas for next time! ^v^
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    Lilia got a reaction from Ranpalan in A Little Assistance   
    ...What is with these incredibly weird thoughts Holly was randomly getting in her head today? No, no, of course not, wow. Why did she even seriously consider that? Was it the sugar? It must be.

    Anyway, she'd better head to class soon, it wouldn't be sensible for her to arrive late, she thought, despite the fact that that was the way she usually arrived to class. But if these spirits were going to learn her answers for her, then she should probably get to class on time so they have an easier time learning. In which case, time to head off! She tossed her bag over her shoulder, headed out of her dorm, magically sealed the door, and made her way out.

    The school took the form of three enormous towers in the mountains, each even larger inside than they were on the outside. One contained student facilities - dorm rooms for each student or group of students, if they so wished, a reading room and small library, restaurants and dining hall, and other social gathering places. The second was for education - offices, classrooms, and in the basement, the Archives - an enormous library containing pretty much the entirety of magical knowledge. The third tower was for the school's staff, and research and higher education. Dangerous experiments were performed here, and naturally, students were not allowed inside. Holly, of course, had been inside, before. The detention was totally worth it, she got to see an actual dragon. (And it only took a few weeks for her hair to grow back!) The walled courtyard surrounding them was for outdoor classes, sport, congregation - although there was less of that now in the winter - and provided access to the nearby park and local towns. It was a rather nice place, Holly thought, and she was quite happy to have been able to go here.

    As she made her way along the path connecting the living tower to the school tower, she shivered and wrapped her cloak around herself. It was cold, yes, but she wasn't wasting time carrying a jacket around all day just because she was going to be outside for two minutes. She'd just speed-walk to the next building, and-

    "Hey, Holly!"

    The girl paused, hearing her name called, and up came none other than Bartholomew Wickwort - possibly the one kid in the entire school who was less productive and more wild than Holly herself.

    "Oh, Ollie, hey." she called, giving the boy a smile as he ran up. "What's got you so excited?"

    Bartholomew grinned, digging around in his rather cluttered leather bag as he spoke. "Oh, you're not gonna believe this, I finalized my success serum last night! I finally got rid of that tricky problem with the whole exploding every time you shook it, and it's not causing warts anymore!"

    "Oh...! That's good news!" Holly announced, feigning excitement. Ollie was extremely enthusiastic about his homemade spells, contraptions and potions, however, they very rarely had the desired effect.

    "Isn't it! Anyway, I was wondering if you wanted to test it out for me. I just need to make sure it actually works before I start selling it. Trust me, it'll make you succeed in everything you do today! This stuff is gonna make me rich if I can get it to work before the test!"

    "Oh... um, I'm not so sure-"

    "Holly, trust me, I know what went wrong last time, and it's not going to happen again! Besides, even if it did, the whole pimples-on-the-you-know-where Warren got can't happen to you, you're a girl!"

    "Um-"

    "Look, I know you probably don't wanna trust me, and that's fair. But this potion's my magnum opus! It's the best thing I've ever made, and with the ingredients I used, I just know it's going to work. You won't go wrong with anything you try after you take this. You could score perfect on all your work! You won't fizzle out a single spell! You could, uh, run up a staircase without slipping! But come on, we're friends, right? Can't you just test it out for me, Holly? Please?"

    "Well..."

    ---

    Holly is cold, and didn't expect to be caught out in the chilly air with a conversation. She very much wants to get to class, and she certainly isn't very keen on trying a potion that will probably not have the desired effect and very well may end up killing her. But at the same time, Ollie's one of the few people who actually puts up with her, so she should do him a favor, right...?

    Options:

    > Drink the potion now
    > Keep the potion, promise to drink it before class
    > Keep the potion, but don't drink it
    > Don't take the potion
    > Make Ollie drink it if he wants it tested so badly
  11. Upvote
    Lilia got a reaction from Ranpalan in A Little Assistance   
    Hi! I've been kind of inactive/lurking for a year at this point, mostly due to work and other situations, but I want to try and be around more! I decided I would try my hand at writing an interactive story, because it looked fun! Instead of simply choosing the path, you (the reader) actually have a role to play in the story! Holly, a young witch attending a magical academy, has procrastinated for far too long, and has now allowed herself to become possessed by spirits (that's you!) in an attempt to cheat at a test. What she doesn't realize is that the voices in her head might not like helping a random girl with a test, and that they can also have an influence on her choices. Enjoy!
    ---
    This was a bad idea.
    This was a really bad idea, and Holly was probably being incredibly stupid right now, but a) to this rambunctious, daring young witch, there were no bad ideas, and b) at this point, she really didn't have any other option anyway.
    Her magical theory test was in two days, and she hadn't studied yet. At all. Look, say what you will about her work ethic, but being yelled at isn't going to get her out of this mess. She's been missing homework the entire semester, and spending too much time daydreaming and reading when she should have been studying, and now she's completely unprepared for a test worth thirty percent of her final grade for the year. It's not like it's her fault! She just, has a really hard time paying attention! And, actually summoning the drive to work. But still, this is going to make the difference between whether she ends up as an arch-mage or a cauldron scrubber, and. Naturally. She had only started caring two days ago. This was a good decision that nobody had any reason to regret at all, oh no.
    ...Which was why she was currently surrounded by a magic circle, attempting to summon spirits.
    Remember how I said bad idea? This is the bad idea. Holly figured that if she were to summon, say, two or three magical spirits (bad idea), and willingly let them possess her (bad idea), then they could simply learn all the theory for her, and whisper it back telepathically during the test, yes? Bad idea. Also illegal. But that wasn't going to stop a desperate little witch with no respect for the rules, so here she is, already reciting the necessary incantations from a book taken from the parts of the archives students weren't even allowed in.
    "Let's see... um, was it, aminus, or... um, no, wait, animus, I think-"
    And doing a beautiful job of it too, clearly. Eventually, however, it appeared she had done something right, because the circle glowed, and she suddenly felt her head filled with... far too much company.
    "A-ah! What's, what's all of..." she gasped, clutching at the sides of her head as it was suddenly flooded with voices. Thoughts that weren't hers, faint sentences in her mind, desires and motives that weren't her own, and... okay, she needed to take a moment here.
    "All of you, shush! Please be quiet!"
    And then silence, which she was very grateful for. This was... way more than just two or three spirits, so... she screwed up somewhere, but she could work with this! Definitely.
    "Alright, listen up! I've got a big test coming up in two days, and if I don't get it right I'm kissing my entire life goodbye at fifteen! So I've got you all in my head to learn all the answers for me so I don't have to! We'll look over the books later on tonight, okay? But for now, I've gotta go to class, so you've gotta let me think! Now..."
    ---
    Holly currently stands in her dorm room by herself, with a number of spirits now sharing her mind. She's wearing purple star pajamas, yesterday's white and pink polka-dot panties, and her glasses, slightly magnifying drowsy green eyes. Her curly brown hair is a mess, owing to the fact that she's just woken up, and for the same reason, she is hungry and has a mild urge to pee.
    The spirits now sharing her mind are able to affect her choices. They act as a sort of hivemind, and the general consensus of them will cause her thoughts to sway. She won't notice that she's being manipulated and freak out - to her, it will mostly feel like random compulsions. You, as the spirits, control her decisions, whether for better or worse!
    Moods:
    > Comply with Holly's orders, and help her get ready for the day. You can do a favor for such a cute girl!
    > Be mad! Who does this girl think she is, huh? You won't do anything for her! If she was stupid enough to put you in her head, then she can suffer your wrath!
    > Be subtle. You're mad at this girl asking you to bow to her every whim, but you won't let it show. Maybe you'll pretend to comply, and play a few tricks on her. That'll be fun.
    Possible options:
    > Get dressed
    > Eat
    > Drink
    > Use the bathroom
    > Fix her hair
    > Put away ritual equipment
    > Prepare for class
    > Go to class on time
    > Go to class late
    > Skip class
    You don't have to pick one of the options, or post it word-for-word, or anything. They are simply guidelines and suggestions, unless stated otherwise. The general consensus will shine most brightly, but if the opinion is divided, this will also show in Holly's choices. You also don't have to pick just one! Pick all of the things you think apply to the situation, unless stated otherwise. (That being said, do try not to pick too many things at once, I may struggle a little! Don't worry about ignoring fine choices if you don't think it's a good time yet - they might show up again later, so prioritize the most important/urgent things!)
  12. Upvote
    Lilia got a reaction from Ranpalan in A Little Assistance   
    Thank you! I've been having fun with it so far, too.

    ---
    "...Okay, sure. I don't see why not!" Holly conceded, smiling a bit. "You think it's going to work, really?"

    "Oh, thank you! And absolutely, bet my life on it." Ollie responded, handing the girl a flask filled with purple liquid. "I put so much time into this one, it's not like last time, I promise. Make sure you pay really careful attention to how you feel when you drink it, and how it tastes, and maybe how you feel afterwards. And, uh, if it does anything to your waste-"

    "Wait, what?" Holly asked, eyes narrowing a little.

    "N-no, I mean, it shouldn't!" Ollie hurriedly explained. "It's not supposed to have any weird side effects! I'm just saying, if it does-"

    "-Right, tell you."

    "Yeah."

    A pause. The girl stared at the liquid sloshing around in the flask. "I'm not feeling really confident about this."

    "Oh come on, you already said you'd do it, right?"

    "...Yeah, that's true. But not right this minute."

    "Huh?"

    "It's cold out here! And I'm late, too. But I'll drink it before class, I promise."

    "Oh, right. Sure, then. You promise you will, though, right?"

    "Yeah, I promise, don't worry!"

    "Alright! See you, then! Remember, make sure you pay attention to what you feel like!"

    A little sigh and a laugh from Holly as she began to walk off again. "Okay, okay."

    She was glad to have finally gotten out of the cold, and rubbed her arms in relief as she stepped inside the tower. A grand lobby stood in front of her. Students would normally congregate here in the winter before heading to class, but the room was mostly empty and people were already headed up the massive spiral staircase. Which, of course, meant she was late for class! She made her way to the stairs, and hurriedly rushed up, skipping a few with each step, until she had reached the top, and stopped, panting, for a moment. Her classroom was at the end of this hall, although she should probably try out that potion now, right? She uncorked the flask, and, very hesitantly, brought it to her mouth, tilting it back.

    ...She wasn't sure what she expected it to taste like, although it was certainly something bad, so she was a little surprised when it ended up being more bitter than anything. After stopping to make sure that her tongue wasn't on fire, or anything, she downed the rest of it, too. She stood still for a while, half-expecting something terrible to happen, but so far, nothing out of the ordinary had happened? Well, she'd been here a while, and she was definitely late for class, so it was probably best to hurry and get there!
    “Oh, Holly, good morning!”

    The girl turned at a sudden familiar voice, and smiled when she saw it was her friend Cecilia. The other girl’s long, wispy blonde hair drifted behind her as she daintily stepped over.

    “Oh, Ceci, hi!” Holly called, smiling. “Wow, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you late before! Everything okay?”

    “Y-yes, I, I was up really late studying last night, I slept right through my alarm.” the girl admitted shamefully. “This is the first time I’ve been late to class all year, Miss Viola’s going to be so upset with me-“

    “What? No way! I’ve been late for, like, a billion classes this year, and she still only gives me a huff an’ a puff.” Holly assured the other girl, giving her a small pat on the back. “And you’re her best student! She won’t be nearly as angry at you.
    “Ah… ah, yeah, I suppose that’s true!” Cecilia agreed, smiling shyly. “What about you, studying as well?”

    “Oh, no. I ran into Ollie Wickwort.”

    “Ohhh, that’s self-explanatory, isn’t it?” Cecilia laughed. “Are you feeling alright about the test, though?”

    “Oh, yeah, I just know I’m gonna ace it, trust me. No problems!”

    “Are you sure…? Well, that’s good to hear! I hope you do well. We’d better get to class, though, or we’ll both fail, right? N-nn..”

    “Right… um, wait, Ceci, are you okay?” Holly frowned slightly, the girl had made a bit of an odd noise there. “Is something wrong?”

    “Um… no! No, I’m fine.”

    ---

    Holly has just taken the mysterious potion! As of yet, she has noticed no side effects, although it was quite a bit of liquid, and that, along with the cocoa, are making their way to her bladder. Considering that she hasn’t been to the bathroom since last night, she now has to pee somewhat.
    Cecilia was acting a little odd there for a second, and Holly is also slightly worried. She’s not normally a secretive kind of person.

    Options:

    > Head to class with Cecilia
    > Ask Cecilia what's wrong
    > Ask Cecilia if she has to use the bathroom
    > Tell Cecilia to go on, and that you want to use the bathroom first
  13. Upvote
    Lilia got a reaction from Ranpalan in A Little Assistance   
    ...What is with these incredibly weird thoughts Holly was randomly getting in her head today? No, no, of course not, wow. Why did she even seriously consider that? Was it the sugar? It must be.

    Anyway, she'd better head to class soon, it wouldn't be sensible for her to arrive late, she thought, despite the fact that that was the way she usually arrived to class. But if these spirits were going to learn her answers for her, then she should probably get to class on time so they have an easier time learning. In which case, time to head off! She tossed her bag over her shoulder, headed out of her dorm, magically sealed the door, and made her way out.

    The school took the form of three enormous towers in the mountains, each even larger inside than they were on the outside. One contained student facilities - dorm rooms for each student or group of students, if they so wished, a reading room and small library, restaurants and dining hall, and other social gathering places. The second was for education - offices, classrooms, and in the basement, the Archives - an enormous library containing pretty much the entirety of magical knowledge. The third tower was for the school's staff, and research and higher education. Dangerous experiments were performed here, and naturally, students were not allowed inside. Holly, of course, had been inside, before. The detention was totally worth it, she got to see an actual dragon. (And it only took a few weeks for her hair to grow back!) The walled courtyard surrounding them was for outdoor classes, sport, congregation - although there was less of that now in the winter - and provided access to the nearby park and local towns. It was a rather nice place, Holly thought, and she was quite happy to have been able to go here.

    As she made her way along the path connecting the living tower to the school tower, she shivered and wrapped her cloak around herself. It was cold, yes, but she wasn't wasting time carrying a jacket around all day just because she was going to be outside for two minutes. She'd just speed-walk to the next building, and-

    "Hey, Holly!"

    The girl paused, hearing her name called, and up came none other than Bartholomew Wickwort - possibly the one kid in the entire school who was less productive and more wild than Holly herself.

    "Oh, Ollie, hey." she called, giving the boy a smile as he ran up. "What's got you so excited?"

    Bartholomew grinned, digging around in his rather cluttered leather bag as he spoke. "Oh, you're not gonna believe this, I finalized my success serum last night! I finally got rid of that tricky problem with the whole exploding every time you shook it, and it's not causing warts anymore!"

    "Oh...! That's good news!" Holly announced, feigning excitement. Ollie was extremely enthusiastic about his homemade spells, contraptions and potions, however, they very rarely had the desired effect.

    "Isn't it! Anyway, I was wondering if you wanted to test it out for me. I just need to make sure it actually works before I start selling it. Trust me, it'll make you succeed in everything you do today! This stuff is gonna make me rich if I can get it to work before the test!"

    "Oh... um, I'm not so sure-"

    "Holly, trust me, I know what went wrong last time, and it's not going to happen again! Besides, even if it did, the whole pimples-on-the-you-know-where Warren got can't happen to you, you're a girl!"

    "Um-"

    "Look, I know you probably don't wanna trust me, and that's fair. But this potion's my magnum opus! It's the best thing I've ever made, and with the ingredients I used, I just know it's going to work. You won't go wrong with anything you try after you take this. You could score perfect on all your work! You won't fizzle out a single spell! You could, uh, run up a staircase without slipping! But come on, we're friends, right? Can't you just test it out for me, Holly? Please?"

    "Well..."

    ---

    Holly is cold, and didn't expect to be caught out in the chilly air with a conversation. She very much wants to get to class, and she certainly isn't very keen on trying a potion that will probably not have the desired effect and very well may end up killing her. But at the same time, Ollie's one of the few people who actually puts up with her, so she should do him a favor, right...?

    Options:

    > Drink the potion now
    > Keep the potion, promise to drink it before class
    > Keep the potion, but don't drink it
    > Don't take the potion
    > Make Ollie drink it if he wants it tested so badly
  14. Upvote
    Lilia got a reaction from Ranpalan in A Little Assistance   
    ...Yes, food! Food is exactly what Holly was forgetting. Clearly, there are no more pressing issues other than that. Absolutely not.

    The girl hurried over to the kitchen area, and searched the cupboards for some tasty ingredients. Batter, chocolate spread, sprinkles, cream, sugar, cinnamon and moonroot extract made for the most delicious, most insanely diabetic abomination of a pancake that could possibly exist. Holly wasn't a fantastic chef, but she knew how to make a fantastic breakfast, for sure. Finish it off with syrup, and it was ready to eat!

    The whole process of ingesting her marvelous work took her about a minute and a half; when she was excited or in a hurry, there was no stopping her. She was pretty sure she was ready to leave! She... was mildly aware of the fact that she had to go to the bathroom, but found it kind of hard to care at the moment. If she went now, she'd only be wasting her time by going more often than necessary, right...? Right.

    ...She was all good!

    ---

    Holly is no longer hungry or thirsty, her only current need is a very slight urge to pee, which she has elected to ignore for now.

    Options:

    > Head to class
    > Lounge around and be late to class
    > Skip class, go and do something fun!
    > Skip class, stay in her room.
  15. Upvote
    Lilia got a reaction from Ranpalan in A Little Assistance   
    Holly gave a small yawn, and pulled off her pajamas and last night's underwear, and, suddenly had the very odd compulsion to go into class completely nude like this, but quickly dismissed the idea. Where had she gotten that thought from? What would the benefit of that be? Seriously, she must still be tired. She pulled on her short-sleeved shirt, and then went for her skirt, but the first one she pulled out was her old one. She briefly contemplated wearing it, but... why? She wasn't trying to show off her body, and she didn't want anybody to be able to see up her skirt! No, she picked out her usual knee-length one.

    ...However, despite her concerns, she also is either forgetting, or completely neglecting to put on underwear. She didn't seem to have any problem with it at all, actually, and happily moved on to sliding on her short socks and sneakers. That, of course, was her usual choice of footwear, so she didn't think twice about it. Her teachers were constantly harassing her for it, but she hated how her other shoes felt. Lastly, she went for her favorite green-and-gold cloak, and smiled at her reflection in the mirror. She was ready to go! Unless... was there something she was forgetting? Or is she ready to head out now?

    ---
    (There was an even split between her skirt and her shoes, and so her personal preference in each case was the deciding factor.)

    Holly is dressed, minus having chosen to wear underwear today, a choice she appears to be perfectly fine with at the moment. She is hungry, and would probably like to have something to eat. She also still has to go to the bathroom slightly, and that cocoa is definitely going to catch up with her in a while.

    Options:

    > Eat something
    > Go to the bathroom
    > Head to class
    > Lounge around and be late to class
    > Skip class, go and do something fun!
    > Skip class, stay in her room.
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    Lilia got a reaction from Ranpalan in A Little Assistance   
    Holly paused for a moment, as the voices in her head responded to her sudden explanation. It seemed that they weren't very upset, which was good! Clearly, all the warnings were for nothing. This was a good idea, and she was going to ace this test. She smiled, and went to go and grab a drink, because she felt like she should really do that right now. She hated coffee and tea, but she was fond of cocoa, and so she had a nice, steaming mug to start the day, complete with sugar and marshmallows.

    After that, she gathered up her books, and messily shoved them into her bag. She also found the novel she was reading, and put that in, too. She wouldn't have to do much studying, so she should bring something to waste her time!

    Her bag was packed, and now to get dressed, because getting dressed was very important! No point staying in pajamas, she had to get some clothes on! Which was odd, considering that she was the 'laze around in pajamas and change at the last minute and end up 5 minutes late' kind of girl, but she didn't question it! And she also didn't question why she was getting dressed before having breakfast. She felt kind of pleased, now, actually! And why shouldn't she be? She didn't have to worry about the next few days any more at all.

    She stared in the mirror, doing her best to tame her hair with a brush, but in the end, it didn't do very much. Still, she seemed satisfied, and moved to her wardrobe, pulling it open and contemplating her outfit choices. The uniform policy at this school was quite lenient. Required for all students was a loose, silky cloak in the color of their choosing, but what you wore underneath depended on your own tastes. You could wear a short- or long-sleeved blouse, and a vest or sweater if it was cold enough and you so wished. There were knee-length skirts and ankle-length robe bottoms, and you could pick short socks, long socks, or tights. And of course, like any disorganized girl, she still had a few old clothes in there, too.

    ---
    Holly is feeling refreshed after that sugary drink, and ready to start the day! She still hasn't eaten yet, and would like breakfast before leaving. The drink has not yet reached her bladder, so her need to pee is unchanged.

    It is January, so it is understandably cold, but Holly only has indoor classes today, and she hates restrictive clothing, so she would usually go with something short even in the winter. And she's only a little more voluptuous than a plank, so for the same reason, she doesn't usually wear a bra.

    What will she wear?
    > Cloak (preferred)
    > No cloak (medium chance of getting her in trouble)

    > Knee-length skirt (preferred)
    > Ankle-length skirt
    > 2-year-old too-short skirt (small chance of getting her in trouble)

    > Short-sleeved blouse (preferred)
    > Long-sleeved blouse
    > T-shirt (medium chance of getting her in trouble)
    > Vest
    > Sweater
    > Hoodie (medium chance of getting her in trouble)
    > Nothing (preferred)

    > Short socks (preferred)
    > Long socks
    > Tights
    > No socks (small chance of getting her in trouble)

    > Nice shoes
    > Athletic shoes (medium chance of getting her in trouble) (preferred)
    > No shoes (high chance of getting her in trouble)
    > Bra
    > No bra (preferred)

    > New panties
    > Same panties (preferred)
    > Just tights
    > No underwear (risky, but it's not like anybody would notice)

    > Pajamas (high chance of getting her in trouble)
    > Underwear (you'll ruin her life)
    > Nude (you'll ruin her life)
  17. Upvote
    Lilia got a reaction from Ranpalan in A Little Assistance   
    Hi! I've been kind of inactive/lurking for a year at this point, mostly due to work and other situations, but I want to try and be around more! I decided I would try my hand at writing an interactive story, because it looked fun! Instead of simply choosing the path, you (the reader) actually have a role to play in the story! Holly, a young witch attending a magical academy, has procrastinated for far too long, and has now allowed herself to become possessed by spirits (that's you!) in an attempt to cheat at a test. What she doesn't realize is that the voices in her head might not like helping a random girl with a test, and that they can also have an influence on her choices. Enjoy!
    ---
    This was a bad idea.
    This was a really bad idea, and Holly was probably being incredibly stupid right now, but a) to this rambunctious, daring young witch, there were no bad ideas, and b) at this point, she really didn't have any other option anyway.
    Her magical theory test was in two days, and she hadn't studied yet. At all. Look, say what you will about her work ethic, but being yelled at isn't going to get her out of this mess. She's been missing homework the entire semester, and spending too much time daydreaming and reading when she should have been studying, and now she's completely unprepared for a test worth thirty percent of her final grade for the year. It's not like it's her fault! She just, has a really hard time paying attention! And, actually summoning the drive to work. But still, this is going to make the difference between whether she ends up as an arch-mage or a cauldron scrubber, and. Naturally. She had only started caring two days ago. This was a good decision that nobody had any reason to regret at all, oh no.
    ...Which was why she was currently surrounded by a magic circle, attempting to summon spirits.
    Remember how I said bad idea? This is the bad idea. Holly figured that if she were to summon, say, two or three magical spirits (bad idea), and willingly let them possess her (bad idea), then they could simply learn all the theory for her, and whisper it back telepathically during the test, yes? Bad idea. Also illegal. But that wasn't going to stop a desperate little witch with no respect for the rules, so here she is, already reciting the necessary incantations from a book taken from the parts of the archives students weren't even allowed in.
    "Let's see... um, was it, aminus, or... um, no, wait, animus, I think-"
    And doing a beautiful job of it too, clearly. Eventually, however, it appeared she had done something right, because the circle glowed, and she suddenly felt her head filled with... far too much company.
    "A-ah! What's, what's all of..." she gasped, clutching at the sides of her head as it was suddenly flooded with voices. Thoughts that weren't hers, faint sentences in her mind, desires and motives that weren't her own, and... okay, she needed to take a moment here.
    "All of you, shush! Please be quiet!"
    And then silence, which she was very grateful for. This was... way more than just two or three spirits, so... she screwed up somewhere, but she could work with this! Definitely.
    "Alright, listen up! I've got a big test coming up in two days, and if I don't get it right I'm kissing my entire life goodbye at fifteen! So I've got you all in my head to learn all the answers for me so I don't have to! We'll look over the books later on tonight, okay? But for now, I've gotta go to class, so you've gotta let me think! Now..."
    ---
    Holly currently stands in her dorm room by herself, with a number of spirits now sharing her mind. She's wearing purple star pajamas, yesterday's white and pink polka-dot panties, and her glasses, slightly magnifying drowsy green eyes. Her curly brown hair is a mess, owing to the fact that she's just woken up, and for the same reason, she is hungry and has a mild urge to pee.
    The spirits now sharing her mind are able to affect her choices. They act as a sort of hivemind, and the general consensus of them will cause her thoughts to sway. She won't notice that she's being manipulated and freak out - to her, it will mostly feel like random compulsions. You, as the spirits, control her decisions, whether for better or worse!
    Moods:
    > Comply with Holly's orders, and help her get ready for the day. You can do a favor for such a cute girl!
    > Be mad! Who does this girl think she is, huh? You won't do anything for her! If she was stupid enough to put you in her head, then she can suffer your wrath!
    > Be subtle. You're mad at this girl asking you to bow to her every whim, but you won't let it show. Maybe you'll pretend to comply, and play a few tricks on her. That'll be fun.
    Possible options:
    > Get dressed
    > Eat
    > Drink
    > Use the bathroom
    > Fix her hair
    > Put away ritual equipment
    > Prepare for class
    > Go to class on time
    > Go to class late
    > Skip class
    You don't have to pick one of the options, or post it word-for-word, or anything. They are simply guidelines and suggestions, unless stated otherwise. The general consensus will shine most brightly, but if the opinion is divided, this will also show in Holly's choices. You also don't have to pick just one! Pick all of the things you think apply to the situation, unless stated otherwise. (That being said, do try not to pick too many things at once, I may struggle a little! Don't worry about ignoring fine choices if you don't think it's a good time yet - they might show up again later, so prioritize the most important/urgent things!)
  18. Upvote
    Lilia got a reaction from Ranpalan in A Little Assistance   
    Sorry for the long wait on this next part, uni had me busy. I should now be available again!
    ---
    Well, they'd best head to class, yes? They were late already, and so there was no time to waste talking! Holly took Cecilia by the hand - er, that's simply a friendly gesture, probably, maybe - and began towards the end of the hall, but...

    "...Are you sure you're okay, Ceci?" the girl asked with a small frown. "You're acting a little weird. You know you can tell me if something's wrong, right...?"

    "Ah, well..." Cecilia mumbled, cheeks beginning to flush red. "It's just, I was running so late this morning that I didn't get a chance to use the toilet, and I hadn't last night, either, and now I've got to go quite badly, but I can't miss class..."

    "Oh..." Holly replied. She hadn't expected that. Ceci was extremely organized! But... also the kind of person to be extremely shy about her bodily needs, so it made sense that she'd have a problem like this, didn't it?

    "Oh, well..."

    ---
    Holly is feeling rather concerned about Cecilia's predicament right now! She's also now aware of the fact that she has to go to the bathroom as well, although only a little bit. The potion does not appear to have had any effect yet.

    Options:

    > Tell Cecilia to hold it - class is important and she's already late!
    > Attempt to resolve Cecilia's problem with magic
    > Tell Cecilia to go quickly - you'll see her in class
    > Go with Cecilia to the bathroom, she might want company
    > Go with Cecilia to the bathroom, you need to go too
    > Start getting some revenge on Holly! Do something cruel and make Cecilia upset with her!
  19. Upvote
    Lilia got a reaction from Ranpalan in A Little Assistance   
    "Oh... um, well, we're really late for class." Holly admitted, a small frown forming on her face. "And the test is coming up, I wouldn't want you to miss out on it. I... actually have to go myself, but we can wait until it's over, right? It's only an hour."

    Cecilia nodded somewhat bashfully. It was rare to see Holly being so responsible - usually, in this situation, Holly would suggest skipping class entirely, or something. But maybe the tests coming up had made her start taking a few pages out of Ceci's book?

    "...Yeah, we should probably hurry to class, then." Cecilia agreed. She sighed a little, because this wasn't by any means going to be a fun class, but it wouldn't be impossible. She nodded, and hurried along with Holly to the end of the hall.

    And of course, Miss Viola was waiting when the two finally made it to class.

    "Oh, young Miss Hackett, late again? I wonder, will you ever be punctual for my class? Come inside and take a seat, quickly, now."

    The usual reaction to Holly showing up late, but the teacher's expression became one of surprise when she noticed the other latecomer.

    "Oh, my, and Miss Lumina as well? What's the occasion?" she said, with a little giggle. Miss Viola couldn't be mad at her best student, after all, but even if it was in jest, the girl looked awfully ashamed.

    "S-sorry, Miss Viola, I was up late studying, and I accidentally s-slept right through my alarm spell-"

    "Not a problem, not a problem, dear! You haven't missed much, I assure you. I'm happy to hear you've been working hard, as usual. Have a seat, now." Holly was already seated at this point, and so Cecilia nodded and hurried over to take the desk next to her. Miss Viola resumed her lesson shortly afterwords, talking about the origin of the field of cryomancy, and how refrigerated food transformed society. Or something. Holly wasn't listening.

    "You always get the special treatment," the girl pointed out with a little chuckle.

    "Well, maybe you would if you worked a little harder, you know. Look, you're not even paying attention now."

    "I told you! I'm fine for this test, believe me. Shouldn't you be doing this work, though?"

    Cecilia gave Holly a very curious look, and then huffed. "Yes, I should, and so should you. Now please, I can't hear Miss Viola."

    "Sure, sure."

    ...Fifteen minutes passed, during which Holly zoned out completely, head up in the clouds, the classroom out of her thoughts, but eventually, something bumping repeatedly against her desk snapped her out of her bored stupor. Cecilia was... kicking her desk? Her friend was bent forward in her desk, legs jumping up and down, and she didn't appear to notice that she was bumping Holly's desk. Of course, it didn't take her long to work out what the problem was.

    "...Ceci? Is it getting that bad?" she whispered in concern.

    "H-hmm? Oh, um, w-well," the girl answered in an equally hushed tone, face going red. "K-kind of. It's getting a little hard to ignore."

    Holly frowned. "Well, why don't you ask to use the bathroom?"

    "This is important revision!" Cecilia protested. "I can't miss it, this could come up on the test."

    "Um...well..." Holly was running out of ideas now. She felt really bad, but she didn't really know what to tell her. Unless...!

    "Oh, I know! I could use a removal spell!"

    "W-what?"

    "You know, to remove all the pee in you. We did it in class with blocks, it shouldn't be too much harder-"

    "Holly, you removed your entire d-desk, remember? We heard the teacher yelling at you from downstairs. I don't want you using anything like that in my b-body, you're gonna kill me."

    "...Oh. Well, uh, well why don't you do it, then!"

    "Holly, you know I'm a light mage, not a distortion mage. I can't do those kind of spells."

    "...Mnn, fair point. Um, what about a transferal spell? You know, like where you have to move tea into another cup? This is the same concept, right?"

    "...I, I guess? but where are you going to move it to?"

    "The floor?"

    "N-no! you can't do th-that, it'll-"

    "Relax, I was joking! I'll move it to me!"

    "...Huh? But, but that's no good, then you'll have to go. A-also, that's kind of weird, isn't it...?"

    "Eh? Of course it isn't. Besides, I wouldn't take all of it. I only have to go a little bit! If I took like, a third of yours away, or something, then we could both hold out until class ends, right?"

    "...I, I guess so. Um, so you really want to try?"

    "Yeah, totally! I wanna help you out."

    Cecilia nodded, and sat back a little bit. "Um... well, alright, if you're really okay with trying that, then..."

    "Don't worry, it's not a hard spell! It'll be easy and quick!

    "Okay..."

    Holly was pretty sure she remembered the incantation for this one, and so she placed a hand on her belly, and another on Cecilia's (causing the other girl to turn a little red), concentrating on the concept of movement from one place to another, and-

    -oh, wow, the sudden feeling of a whole lot more liquid in her surprised her a little, and she almost leaked a bit, but quickly had herself under control. That... was unpleasant, but she was doing this for Ceci! She could wait until class ended, absolutely.

    Cecilia had apparently been surprised as well, although she looked more relieved than anything. "O-oh, oh, Holly, I think it worked." she said, releasing a sigh. "That's... that's really much better, I can definitely make it now. Um, thanks. Do you feel alright?"

    "I feel fine! I mean, I gotta go now, yeah, but I can make it too. I'm happy to help!"

    "Miss Hackett, would you kindly please stop distracting Miss Lumina from her work, and pay attention?

    "A-ah, oops, sorry!"

    ---

    Holly now has to pee significantly more, on account of having borrowed some of Cecilia's! The cocoa has now reached her bladder at this point, but she's pretty confident that she can make it until the end of class no problem. Despite being kind of short, she had no problem holding her pee in. Which, was something she did often, on account of being lazy. She'll sit in her bed for a whole hour before she finally admits defeat and goes to the bathroom.

    The potion does not appear to have had any effect yet, and she's almost forgetting about it, now.

    Options:

    > Continue to daydream your way through class
    > Actually attempt work
    > Bother Cecilia some more
    > Ask to go to the bathroom
    > Attempt the removal spell on yourself, now, since you're not a chicken like Ceci.
    > Force Holly to do something disruptive for fun revenge.
    > Make her pee. Right here. Right now. Revenge.
    > Sneak out of class
  20. Upvote
    Lilia got a reaction from Ranpalan in A Little Assistance   
    Holly turned back to the sloppy pile of books on her desk, looked at Miss Viola for a few seconds, and... for a second or so, she got the urge to actually attempt to work - she wasn't sure why she wanted to do that, because she knew she didn't need to work, now, so that was silly. She'd been getting weird thoughts all day, actually. Could it have been the spirits she'd summoned? They'd been awfully quiet, but could they be doing things to her head? She wasn't sure. Besides, it's not like she had any kind of evidence, she was just worrying too much.

    She was bored, that was probably it. She'd been staring out the window for five minutes, now, just waiting and waiting for class to be over so she could empty her bladder - it was a nice thing to do for Cecilia, yes, although it was feeling awfully inconvenient now. She was at the point where she couldn't really stop thinking about it, and the urge was starting to bother her a little. She kept trying to distract herself by imagining dragons and giant birds flying around out the window, massive battles on the school grounds, but fantasize as she might, she couldn't push away the annoying feeling.

    She sighed, bringing a hand between her legs where nobody could see, and-

    Gasped, eyes widening, because her hand had met her skin, because, she wasn't wearing underwear? Why wasn't she wearing any underwear!? Had she forgotten to put on her panties when she was getting dressed, was that it? Had she been too distracted by the ritual? She quickly crossed her legs, leaning forward a little, suddenly feeling incredibly exposed. Great, she wouldn't have time to go home and change until lunch. What if someone saw? She would die. Die. She sincerely hoped nobody had already seen.

    So great, she's starting to have to pee and she has no panties, and there's still half an hour of class left. Another thought finds its way into her head, and without thinking much she reaches into her bag and gulps down about half of her water bottle, before sliding the green glass vessel back inside. Cecilia gave her a somewhat worried look - didn't she have to pee? But Holly seemed to be fine with it, so.

    ...Twenty-five minutes.

    ...Twenty.

    ...Fifteen.

    ...Ten.

    Her need to pee was worse, now, and she found herself tapping her leg as she sat. A brief glance over to Ceci revealed that she was doing the same. But class was almost over, now, and she knew it wouldn't be a problem. Cecilia might have been quite shy, but Holly had no problem with holding a hand between her legs as she sat. It's not like anybody was going to notice, after all.

    ...Five.

    ...Four.

    Why did time seem to be going so slow, now? Come on, she just wanted to get out of this class already and go to the bathroom!

    ...Three.

    ...Two.

    ...One.

    "...and that is essentially a brief summary of Saranel's Principles, although as you will see in tomorrow's lesson, there are other ways to conveniently categorize the effects of illusionary magic. Now, that's all for today, you may leave."

    Finally! Holly was just about ready to explode. Er, from boredom, she didn't have to pee that badly, although if she kept putting it off, she would, so best to head to a bathroom, yes? Actually, she'd better just head back to the dorm room and go there - she'd be late for her practical magic class, yeah, but she didn't care, and she wasn't walking around any longer without panties. Hey, maybe she could even grab a snack before she left again!

    "Mm, Holly, thanks again for helping me out, there." Cecilia quietly said as they left the classroom. "I made it! I owe you my thanks, really. Should we head to the bathroom, now?"

    "Yeah, definitely. You can go on without me, though, I've gotta head back to my dorm. I... uh, forgot, my casting kit, mhmm! So I've gotta go get that."

    "Oh? Oh, alright, sure. See you in practicals, then!" Cecilia said with a small wave, not even noticing Holly stumbling over her words. After all, she would have been quite distracted.

    "Bye!" Holly called, and began to head back to the staircase, but... oh. Oooh, her head felt all funny all of a sudden, what was this...? Everything was swimming... and then she felt a sensation of bliss. Beautiful, beautiful bliss. What was this? She was feeling a bit dizzy, but... honestly, she didn't think that really mattered at the moment. This was really nice, so why be worried?

    ---

    The potion Holly drank has finally come into effect! Success? Er, not really. What the potion has actually done has put her into a dream- or trance-like drugged state, and she can no longer make her own decisions. There are no more options now! She can't think properly. Normally, she might have simply stood there until the buzz wore off, but this is not a normal situation! There are a bunch of consciousnesses in her head, and since her own is weakened, they are in prime position to take over! No longer do they simply suggest - they control. Holly will now do whatever they tell her - although if there is a conflict of opinions, the way she acts will be awfully odd!

    Holly also has to pee quite badly now - the water, the potion, and the cocoa have all made their way to her bladder, where they have been joined by a generous amount of another girl's urine. She wants to go back to her dorm and get underwear, but...

    ...Well, she doesn't have a say at the minute!

    The spirits now completely control Holly's body! It is entirely up to them what they make her do from here. Will you help her? Embarrass her? Hurt her?

    Options:

    > ???
  21. Upvote
    Lilia reacted to Auntie in Newish Person   
    Well hey there!
    I actually joined in November, but haven't paid the introduction forum any attention before, so now that I happened to come across it, I thought I might as well introduce myself.
     
    I'm a cat-obsessed person from Northern Europe, in my 20s, who reads and writes fanfiction (for my favorite anime fandoms) and would like to roleplay more.
     I'd say I'm a part-time lurker, as I can go long periods of time not posting anything, but get bored if I never participate in any discussion. 
     
    Feel free to drop me a message anytime, I love to get them!
     
  22. Upvote
    Lilia reacted to satyr in Wheel of Fortune: A Superposition of Three Stories   
    Spin two wheels of fortune, each divided into three-hundred and sixty-five numbered segments. What are the chances they will land on the same segment? Based on her advanced mathematical education (six years), Millie had calculated the odds: astronomicunbelivably magical. That was how she got to share her twelfth birthday, as every other birthday before it, with her older sister, who would be turning eighteen.
     
    Every year, their parents would wake both girls with a cake and candles to blow out in bed. One year while the sisters were both still rather young, their parents decided to make one cake and simply add their ages up, so they put Millie in her sister Alexandra's bed for the night. The next year, Millie had demanded they repeat the ritual. Ever since, she had shared the bed one night of the year with her older sister. To Millie, it was the one night when she felt perfectly at peace with the world, and with her sister especially. As Alex entered her teens, she came to find the whole thing a bit embarrassing, but in the end, she always relented at the sight of her baby sister's puppy-dog eyes.
     
    The first light of the day fell on the threshold of Alex's bedroom door, an angled shape from a hallway window. Rita, the girls' mother, cracked the door open and stopped on the threshold, squinting to see her daughters in the unlit room. She could hardly believe how fast everything was moving. A momentary heaviness hit her, and suddenly it felt like any day now, both her girls would be out of her house, and shortly thereafter the house would be crawling with grandkids. There were still so many things she felt like she needed to teach them about life before she let them out on their own. Finances. How to do their own laundry, properly. And as she squinted from one daughter over to the other, an old worry reappeared. Despite her perfect track record, Rita worried that her daughter's tendency to put off bathroom breaks would one day catch up to her in humiliating fashion. The older she got, the less appropriate it became to dispense motherly advice on the matter. Just as the thought occurred to her, the heaviness passed, giving way to a lightness that tingled in her heart: she was so lucky to have them, nothing else mattered. Enthusiastically, she greeted both her girls: 'Happy birthday!'
     
    Millie woke up to her mother's call and, still disoriented, felt her head moving slowly up and down. During the course of the night, she had apparently cuddled up so close to her sister, her head was resting on Alex's chest. Her sister was always such a deep sleeper: or was that just a teenage thing? Millie opened her eyes to see her mother in front of the bed, carrying a chocolate cake with thirty burning candles, twelve of them pink and the others darker red. 'Alex, wake up, it's our birthday!' She shook her sister, who sat up and squinted. 'We have to blow out the candles!'
     
    'Ugh,' her sister said. This must be way too early for her, Millie thought. If it wasn't for their day trip, they'd both be sleeping in. 'Can't you just blow them out? I'm too tired to do anything right now.'
     
    'No, it's bad luck! We have to do it together!' Her mother held the cake forward, and together they blew out every candle in one try. Then there was little time to wait; they had to get out of bed and going if they wanted to get where they were going in good time. The destination was a cultural fair or festival of sorts: a large area that, every summer, turned into a carnival, an art gallery, an outdoors concert and theatre venue with several stages, a fair for craftsmen to sell their goods and much more besides. Millie had never been, but her friends who had all told her how much fun it was, and how much there was to see and do. Later, the sisters would celebrate separate birthday parties with their respective friends; today was a family event. She knew Alex had initially grumbled at the idea, but their father had bribed her by promising the house at her disposition for an unsupervised party the next weekend, if only she came along today and put on a smiley face. Since then, apparently, her sister had been looking at the internet and found something to excite her about the trip after all. The downside was that it was a four-hour drive each way, so if they wanted to do it in a day with time to enjoy the scenery, they needed to be out the driveway five minutes ago. Even birthday gift unwrapping would happen in the car.
     
    As Millie stepped out of the bathroom dressed in a blue summer dress and white pantyhose, her mother cornered her. Here comes the inquisition. Her mom, and her dad too, weren't strict, but lately she felt they were being a little overprotective. She was twelve, after all. Not to mention they sometimes treated her sister the same way, and she was eighteen!
     
    'Did you remember everything?' Her mother asked. 'Brush your teeth? Got your wallet and cell in your purse?' Millie nodded dutifully. Of course she had. 'Did you go to the bathroom?'
     
    'No, I didn't have to.'
     
    Her mother seemed to suppress a sigh. 'Did you go to the bathroom in bed?'
     
    'What? No!' Millie blushed. Why would she even suggest something like that?
     
    'Then how many hours has it been since you went? And how many hours will it be until we're there?'
     
    She didn't even argue, she simply trudged back into the bathroom and produced a tinkle, and then they were off. Once they were on the road, her mother offered Millie her present. She was so excited about the trip that, figuring she was old enough by now to delay the unwrapping until later, she put it aside. Instead, she sipped ice tea and ate a piece of the cake her mother had brought with them, as the morning became day and the scenery passed. Several times, she grew bored and picked up her present, each time setting it aside again with an act of willpower. Alex was patiently reading a magazine in the seat beside her. It was still too early for extended conversation.
     
    About an hour, hour and a half into the trip, Millie started noticing her bladder. Still sipping, now out of ice tea and started on some juice, she tried to start a conversation with her mother about the festival they were going to. Rita enthusiastically explained about everything that would be there, and her dad chimed in with the occasional comment himself. Half an hour later, Millie picked up her present and began fiddling with it. It wasn't urgent, but her need was definitely present, and she couldn't help but do something to release some nervous tension. She attempted to converse with her sister, but Alex was too preoccupied with her magazine (second one, so she'd obviously prepared better than Millie for a boring drive). After a while, Millie felt herself subtly shifting her weight from one side of her to the other, but caught herself and sat up straight. She was now aware that she couldn't coast, but needed to clench deliberately. Still, it was nothing she couldn't deal with. It didn't occur to her to ask for a break, because she didn't think she needed one. The drive was bound to be almost over. The minutes were definitely going by more slowly, though, and she had to pick up her present to keep her hands from straying towards her lap.
     
    Then her father announced a stop: 'I know we're only an hour away, but your mother and I are short on sleep too and could use some coffee. Would you girls mind a quick break?'
     
    'Not really,' Millie said, feigning complete indifference. Her sister seemed to actually be completely indifferent, and didn't even bother responding properly.
     
    They pulled in at a gas station, and Millie jumped out. As she got to her feet and was able to move freely, her need to go went from serious to low priority. A little more wiggle room, and she could hold it all day long! But remembering her mother's lecture this morning, she set off towards the bathroom anyway.
     
    'Honey, would you like to get out and stretch your legs? Maybe do something else?' Their mom asked Alex.
     
    'It's like, whatever, I'm fine sitting here reading,' she said.
     
    Inside, there was no line at the bathroom. Millie sat down on the toilet and lowered her pink panties. When she started to go, it seemed like there was a lot more inside her than she had thought: those drinks must have gone straight through her! Once so relieved, there was a skip in her step.
     
    An hour later, they pulled up at their destination. As the sun had reached noon, they exited the air-conditioned vehicle into blistering heat. Her sister jumped out and finally stretched her legs, showing off her figure to a few passersby: her auburn hair in a ponytail, her tight, light blue and very short denim shorts and a glimpse at what hid behind the tank top that covered her chest.
     
    At the gate, her father paid for their tickets. The man in the booth handed him a large map of the whole fairground. As soon as they were inside, they were approached by a man wearing an official festival t-shirt and bermuda shorts. He offered them a free bottle of water each. 'We've had a few cases of dehydration, so make sure not to go around thirsty. Don't forget there's a ton of delicious drinks you can pay for throughout the grounds as well!' Alex picked up a bottle and downed half of it immediately. Millie took one as well, but the water was lukewarm. Still, she kept the bottle and heeded the advice of the man at the gate.
     
    After studying the map, her father decided they'd move through the festival as a group, keeping to the same general area, but split up in pairs whenever the two girls' interests conflicted—which would be all the time. She went with her father, and as long as she stayed within earshot, promised not to be gone longer than fifteen minutes, and kept her cellphone in her purse, Millie was allowed to wander on her own.
     
    Hours passed that way, as they took in the sights, the colors, the smells, looked at stands, tried a carousel (Millie, dragging her father along and then feeling silly and too old for it), and kept hydrated. She was temporarily separated from her father when she saw someone interesting.
     
    The magician was a tall, black man dressed in stylish street clothes, a fedora and a wide smile on him. 'Hey, girl,' he said. He had a small stand which consisted mostly of a table covered with cloth that appeared to be just a cover he could store his props behind. 'Would you like to see a magic trick?'
     
    Millie was intrigued. The man seemed friendly enough, and ever since she saw a television special with an illusionist pulling white doves out of empty hats and the famous sawing a lady in half trick, she'd been fascinated by magic. But she had never seen it up close. A little shiver reminded her of all she had been drinking, but she made it go away by fidgeting subtly and moved closer. Perhaps she could catch how the trick worked? Then perhaps she, too, could be a magician.
     
    The man smiled. 'What's your name?' She told him. 'Millie, perfect. Why don't you take this deck of cards. I'll turn around so I can't see, no, look, I'll even blindfold myself.' He quickly wrapped a black cloth over his eyes and tied it behind his head. 'Now pick a card, any card, at random from the deck. Take it out of the deck and don't show it to me.' She picked a Jack of Spades. 'Do you have somewhere to put it so nobody can see it?' She had her purse. 'Excellent.'
     
    The magician took off his blindfold and turned around. 'Now, you probably thought I was going to guess which card you picked. I'm sorry. I'm not a mind reader. Mind reading isn't real. Why don't you give me back the card.'
     
    She was disappointed. Did she do something wrong? Shouldn't he be embarrassed that his trick failed? Or was he just some dumb guy who liked posing as a magician to make fun of people? She took the card out of her purse and was about to hand it over to him, but paused—it was an Ace of Spades.
     
    The magician smiled his broad, white smile. She couldn't believe it—how—what? 'How did you do that?'
     
    'Now, girl. That'd be a trick o' the trade. Would put me out of a job to go around telling all the girls how I did it, now wouldn't it?' He winked at her. 'But I'll let you in on a little secret: there is no mind reading. Since I couldn't be sure you wouldn't pick the Ace of Spades, I removed it from the deck. Count 'em, there's only 51 cards.'
     
    Millie noticed she was tripping up and down on her toes. She certainly could use a bathroom, but she wanted to see more magic.
     
    'Do you have a coin? I'll make you a bet, and if you win, I'll double whatever you give me. Don't go around giving me all your allowance, though. I'm sure your ma wouldn't like it if she knew her daughter was gambling, eh?' Millie was intrigued, fascinated enough by the man to dig up a little money from her purse before—and she realized this as she handed the money over—before she even knew what she was betting on.
     
    The magician set three cups on the table. In his hand was a small white ball. 'Now this one's an old trick, but I promise you it's fair. No cheating a girl out of her allowance. I'm going to put this ball under one of these cups and shuffle them around. If you can keep track and tell me where the ball is in the end, you win. You in?' She nodded. Then she felt a pang and bent her knees a bit, almost curtsying involuntarily. The magician shot her a confused look, but said nothing. He simply put the ball under one of the cups so she could clearly see it, and then he started shuffling. At first, she had her eyes on it, but then it was going so fast, and then she had to sway her hips a little like a leaf in the wind to avoid clutching herself, and then she had lost it, there was no way she could follow the cup with the ball.
     
    'Now, if this one's number one,' and he pointed to the leftmost cup, 'and these are two and three, where's the ball?'
     
    Millie had no idea. She resolved to pick a number at random.
     
    * * *
     
    At this point, our storylines start to diverge. Remember the butterfly effect? Chaos theory? The world is so big, we couldn't possibly account for every possible effect caused by our actions, or of the little happenings beyond our control. Something as lithe as a butterfly flapping its wings could set in motion a series of events that culminates in a tornado. Or at least we can't be sure it won't. Although Millie doesn't know it, the choice she is about to make will have ripple effects. Ripples that will pass through liquids that concern us. In quantum mechanics, the theory of physics that describes the smallest things in the universe, and by extension, must explain somehow the largest things, the state of the world is described by a construct called a wave function. This function can exist in a superposition of multiple states, pending a random event: Schrödinger's famous cat both alive and dead until the outcome is resolved. But once the outcome is chosen, the function collapses into one of the possibilities. There are three possible endings to this story. According to one interpretation of the theory, Millie will only ever see one outcome, the one that happens. According to another, after the choice is made, there will be three universes, with three Millies, and each one of them will only see one, their own outcome. Like Millie, this version of you, if you are one or there are many of you, will only ever see one end. Pick a number, and the other possibilities disappear.
     
    Of course, this narrator is a writer working with words, not a physicist able to bend the fabric of reality. Accordingly, all three endings have already been written and will exist below in spoiler tags. There is nothing I can do to stop you from reading all of them. But if you want to honor the spirit of the story, I suggest you pick the first ending to read at random. Then you can decide for yourself if you want to read the other ones. Sometimes, it's more fun not to know. Other times, knowing the whole superposition illuminates each possibility within it, arouses in us stronger feelings, or helps us make connections that change the meaning of each part. It's up to you.
     
    The ripple effects won't became apparent quite yet—small variations in the storylines will be glossed over or omitted, until we come to the point where they can no longer be ignored. Remember your number, you will need it later.
     
    * * *
     
    'I'm sorry,' said the magician. He lifted the cup Millie had chosen, and there was nothing under it.
     
    A little disappointed, Millie thanked the magician for showing her the card trick and began walking in a different direction. Again, at random: this festival was so big, there was something to see everywhere. She had only just disappeared from the magician's sight when she had to double over and cross her legs. She had to pee, and she could no longer ignore it. She didn't see any bathrooms anywhere, though. There were a few bathroom buildings scattered around the enormous grounds, but mostly there were port-a-potties, and she could see neither. She'd lost track of her father, too. She knew she could just call him and he'd find her in no time, but she figured she'd just retrace her steps and find him herself. Each step felt heavier. She stopped, took a quick peek to see that no one was looking—everyone in the area seemed to be congregating around a food vendor—and squeezed her crotch through her dress. She held the grip for five seconds, then released, looked around again, and resumed her walk. Pretty soon, she knew she was lost, and she knew she had to find a bathroom soon, so she gave in and called her father.
     
    Five tense minutes later, after she had carefully described her surroundings, including the food stand's bright colors and the line in front of it, her father showed up. He almost caught her holding herself, but she saw him in time and released the grip, which she had to resort to with increasing frequency.
     
    'I think it's time to join up with your mother and sister, don't you?' He said. She merely nodded. 'Hey, look, I think I see them over there!' He called up Rita, and a minute later—an agonizing minute, as she had to hold almost entirely without dancing or clutching, so as not to reveal her desperate state—her sister and mother had found them.
     
    'Hey guys, are you having fun?' Her mother said, so forcefully cheerful it almost seemed like she was trying to cover up something sinister. Her sister was following behind, and although she had a smile on her face, she said nothing. It was an empty smile, and she noticed her sister fidgeting a little too. Her mother continued: 'So, I think it's time for a restroom break. I could certainly use one. I saw a building right around here. Anyone else want to come? Millie?' She nodded and sighed inwardly. Although she wasn't shy, it was less embarrassing to tag along when an adult needed a restroom than to beg for a visit for herself. 'Alex, you coming too?'
     
    Her sister stopped fidgeting immediately. 'No, I'm good for a while longer.'
     
    Her mother arced her brow. 'You sure, Alex?'
     
    'Yes, mom. I'm sure. Actually, could you guys wait two minutes, then we can all go together? Me and dad can wait outside.' Without waiting for a response, she got in line for the food stand. Goddamn it. Millie had been raised not to swear, but it didn't count if she only thought it, right? She was so close to getting a break, and now she had to wait longer. It was too embarrassing to tell her mom that actually, she couldn't wait two minutes or she'd have an accident. An accident. A word never heard in her house unless there were bruises or blood or possibly a broken dinner plate involved. She knew she could last two minutes—hell, and there was another swear word—she could last twenty, if only she were allowed to hold herself. But she couldn't do that in public.
     
    As Millie positioned herself behind her parents so she could pee dance unseen, at least by her own kin—she was giving quite a show to various passersby, but she didn't care as long as it kept her panties dry—Alex neared the front of the line. 'I'd like a big Coke, please,' she said.
     
    'Are you sure that's such a good idea, honey?' Her mother interjected.
     
    'You're right, mom. I need to watch my figure. Make it a Diet Coke.'
     
    'You know that's not what I meant. You've been gulping down drinks all day, and you haven't been to the restroom once.'
     
    'It's a hot day. I'm sweating a ton. Everyone is. This place kind of smells.'
     
    She got her Coke and then they were off to the toilets. Millie started speedwalking in one direction, and when her mother called that she was going the wrong way—fucking hell—she almost lost it right there, but quickly changed direction and allowed her mother's calls behind her to guide her to a small brick building. It had two doors, one marked for women and one for men. She rushed to the women's and pushed—it was locked. She was doomed. She pushed again—it budged. The door had simply been stuck. Once inside, she rushed an open stall. The sight of the toilet almost did her in, but she managed to slam the door shut, whip down her pantyhose and panties and seat herself just in time. As her butt hit the seat, the pee loudly hit the porcelain, and she almost hit heaven. The subsiding pain and the relief from avoiding total humiliation was an absolute pleasure.
     
    She exited her stall as the same time as her mom—clearly, she hadn't been needing it as much as Millie, who had been way ahead of her. Outside, they joined up with her dad and sister, and continued their trek through the festival. Alex was sipping her Coke, but behind their parents' back, she was fidgeting, and occasionally she stopped to look at an exhibit or vendor and took the opportunity to hold her thighs close together. From behind, Millie could see the tone of her sister's muscles through the tight, form-fitting denim. As could any guy walking past, and she caught a lanky teenager clearly checking out her sister's ass. She was arching her back, pushing her thighs together and clenching. Did she have to pee?
     
    They must have been strolling along and stopping to look at things or try their hand at throwing darts to win teddy bears or—one time—her mother nearly buying a necklace from an arts and crafts vendor until she heard the outrageous price—for nearly three quarters of an hour when Alex threw away her half-finished Coke. At this point, it must be obvious to everyone that Millie's big sister was in serious need of a restroom. Only her parents seemed oblivious. Still, she refused to say anything. Instead, she suffered silently, crossing her legs, stopping whenever there was something she could more or less hide behind so she could clutch her crotch. Millie had never seen her sister like this before. Weren't grown-ups supposed to go before it ever got to this point? She blushed at the thought. She was embarrassed for her sister, but also for herself; she had been in the same state less than an hour ago. If her sister looked this silly, what had she looked like?
     
    Right then, she saw a particularly interesting little tent that had all sorts of colorful posters and old vinyl records—although she hardly even knew what the machine to play them looked like—and clothes that looked like they came from decades past. She dragged her parents along, and started asking the guy who ran the stand questions. She learned that these were things from the sixties, which the guy—he wore his long, dark hair in braids on his head—called 'the decade of freedom.' The odd, colorful posters were art that was supposed to represent something called 'the psychedelic experience.' When they'd had enough of the sixties guy, both she and her parents turned around to find Alex twisted into a human knot. Her legs could not be twisted any tighter together if they were fused, and her hands were burried in her crotch. When she caught them looking, she immediately removed her hands, but her legs stayed crossed.
     
    'Oh, Alex,' said their mother. 'Do you need to pee? Why didn't you say something?'
     
    Alex unknotted her legs and straightened up, heaving her chest upwards so quickly her breasts bounced, then flushed as a shiver appeared to go through her entire body. 'Uh,' she said. 'Kinda. It's the caffeine they put in these Cokes. I knew I should have stuck to water. It fools you into thinking it's more urgent than it is.'
     
    'Well, it looks pretty urgent to me,' said their father. 'Let's see if we can't find a restroom.'
     
    They couldn't. It took them almost twenty minutes to spot a lone port-a-potty in the distance. By this time, Alex was frantic. The beads of sweat on her forehead weren't from the heat, and she wasn't walking, she was dancing in the most obvious way possible. As if there could have been any doubt as to why she walked so funny, she could hardly take ten steps without stopping to cross her legs tightly, lean forward and bury her hands in her crotch. Millie was amazed that her sister could still hold on in such a state. She snuck a peek at her sister's crotch: the light denim would show evidence of even the slightest trickle, but there was nothing. Adults don't have accidents. She just turned eighteen, she was an adult.
     
    There was a line of six people at the port-a-potty. Their mother strode past Alex and straight towards the person at the head of the line, an older granny type. 'Excuse me,' she said. 'But I was wondering if my daughter could go in your place, it's a bit urgent, you see.' The granny took a look at Millie. 'What a sweet daughter you have. She can go in front of me. I'm sure the rest of the line won't mind. They're all grown men and women.'
     
    'Mom!' Her sister had caught up to them, face red from embarrasment or anger, looking almost at the verge of tears. She was still clutching herself as she assured the old lady it was fine, she would head to the end of the line. 'Oh my,' said the granny, and took her turn.
     
    Their mom just shook her head. 'I just hope you won't regret that, young lady.' Most moms would use that term, young lady this or that, when they were being strict with their kids, but Rita used it mostly when she was concerned, when she wanted to protect them from their own choices but knew she could not. Millie knew that. Her mom actually thought Alex might have an accident right there in line!
     
    By the time there was only one person in front of her, Alex certainly regretted her decision. Millie could see her eyes watering, although she was fighting the urge to cry, and she was now incapable of standing still for a millisecond.
     
    'Excuse me, but if it's not super urgent, do you think I could go before you?' Alex asked. Seeing her predicament, the woman in front of her was merciful and let her go. As soon as the door opened and a corpulent man exited the port-a-potty, Alex bolted in. She stayed in there for a long time. Much longer than Millie had spent in the bathroom, and she had been on the verge of an accident herself. After an eternity, she emerged. By that time, quite a line had formed, and several of the other people in line looked to be in bad shape, although none could be near the state Alex had been in.
     
    'Oh, honey, did you make it?' Their mother asked.
     
    Her sister was back to her usual sassy self. Millie noted the crotch of her shorts was dry. 'Of course I did, mom.' She did a pirouette, to show off her dry backside or perhaps simply because she was so delighted to move freely again. Then she added sarcastically: 'Would you like to do a panty check?'
     
    This is the point where ripple effects start to become apparent. Read the ending corresponding to the number you picked earlier.
     
    Ending 1
     
     
    Ending 2
     
     
    Ending 3
     
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    Lilia reacted to Little Vic in Weirdest Place You've Peed in?   
    This was a long time ago and unsure why lol
    A friend and I peed several times on the floor of a former public bathrooms. They were the grossest place ever and every single time we peed there it was by the sinks. Don't even bother to get close to the toilet cubicle, seriously awfull. In addition the floor was always flooded no it was impossible to tell we were peeing on the floor. 
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    Lilia reacted to buggy2013 in Weirdest Place You've Peed in?   
    Weirdest for me was probably a baseball dugout. A friend and I had walked to this old diamond (an old practice field from the college) so we could practice. We were itching to make the varsity team so we were there quite some time. Eventually our water supply caught up with us and we were a mile or so from civilization.
    she had a tinier bladder and initiated the idea with a "who will know". I was desperate enough to go along with it, so it didn't take too much to get me to agree to go flood the gravel floors of the dugout with her. I remember three specific things from that one:
    1) she moaned sinfully when she let go. She'd been very desperate, and wouldn't hear of just peeing in the open field despite nobody being around.
    2) her panties were wet, despite us being about 14-15 she had dribbled while convincing herself to go in the dugout.
    3) my stream was nearly double the time of hers, and she definitely watched.
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    Lilia reacted to Auntie in Weirdest Place You've Peed in?   
    That's an awesome story! Thanks for sharing! :3
    I'm also a fan of paranormal stuff, so it excited me when you described the spot, seems like an interesting place. ;) I'm a bit of a wimp though, so I probably wouldn't go that far, haha!
     
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