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  1. Hi! I have recently created two interactive pee holding challenges, I thought some of you might like them ;) So the main difference to many others you can find online is that they are using flash player to control the flow of the challenge, so that you cannot skip tasks or do them quicker than a specified time :) And you don't know what is going to be the next one ;) Here are the links (they are hosted on the website called milovana.com, they have this specific software that allows to make these flash 'teases' as they call them there): 1. Pee Holding Challenge this one is pretty straightforward, but it is not easy to finish! 2. Pee Holding Adventure: London this is a harder one, it has more than 50 scenes you may go through and a rather windy storyline, so in principle you might get to the toilet very quick or it may take you ages ;) It all depends on your choices and luck! I hope you will enjoy these! JJ
  2. Chapter 1 “FUCK!” I yelled as I ran true a sea of trees. Behind me was a pack of beasts chasing me. “They're catching up!” the small girl strapped to my back yelled. “I know that Bab!” I yell at her as I continue to run. The beasts aren't that strong but fighting a pack of them is a different story. They could easily surround us and kill us before we could do anything. “Why in the hell did you attack the whole pack!” I yelled to Bab as I jumped over a log. “I thought there was only 3 of them,” she told me “left!” “FROST!” I yelled extending my left hand to blast the beast with cold ice magic. It was only knocked back and soon was chasing us again. “Any ideas?” “Ya don't stop running!” she yelled which really didn't help. It wasn't long however before I had to stop in front of a cliff. A raging current below us and a wild pack of beast behind us. We were out of options. I didn't have my sword. Our mana was getting low. And I can feel Bab’s diaper leaking on my back again!. “You trust me?” I asked bab. “Right now? No!” she told me already knowing what I was going to do. “Good, neither do I,” I tell her before jumping off the cliff. Both Of us screaming on our way down, the only thing I could think about was how I got here in the first place. I was just some average guy. Single, working and saving anything extra to start college in a year or two. The luckiest thing to happen to me in the last 3 years was getting a ticket for a hiking trip my friend won in a contest. Sadly his grandma passed away and was going to her funeral. So as to not waste a ticket he gave it to me. And to be honest, while I was having fun I really didn't pack well for it. I didn't know much about hiking and the clothes I bought weren't the best. Just 3 t-shirts, pants, socks, underwear, and a warm jacket. Luckily I did get myself some hiking boots but I also brought my regular pair for when we set camp and I could be more comfortable. The rest of the gear I got from my friend who was already prepared for himself. Camping Travel Cooking Utensils Set (cooking scissor, blender spatula, meat knife, cutting board, soup spoon, stainless steel turner, cook fork and a tongs,) TETON Sports Mountain Adventurer 4000 Backpack Double Sleeping Bag Sundome 2 Person Tent SURVIVAL Traveller First Aid Kit Magnesium Flints Scraper Stone (3) Pocket knife Flashlight 12 Survivors - Hand Pump Water Purifier Extra rope FiveJoy Military Folding Shovel Multi-Tool I was all set for the trip. But after the second day, something strange happens. A freak storm hit us in the middle of the hike. None of us knew what was going on until suddenly I saw a flash of light and the storm was gone. When I opened my eyes I was inside what looked like ruins. Behind me was an altar with some glowing dust scattered all around it. I was too freaked out about all of this that I ran towards the only exit I could see and into a small town. People who looked like they ware from a renaissance fair just stared wide-eyed at me. To make a long story short, I freaked out. It took the townspeople 2 days to explain to me what had happened and why I was here. I was no longer on earth but a place called Caruma. Here everything we know about fantasy is from here. A long time ago two gods fought over an empty world but their fight always lead to a draw. So they decided if they couldn't decide on the winner with their power they would use something else. They created 15 castles and hid them around Caruma. Each crystal summons something from another world. Poruma the black god summoned monsters. Rilla the wight god summoned warriors. Each crystal could summon 1 warrior every 10 years. And the first to destroy all the crystals would be the winner. Over the next 3000 years, the world was populated by man and monster. Humans built towns and temples around the summoning crystals. Out of the 15, 7 white crystals have been destroyed. While 5 dark crystals have been destroyed. When I asked about how I got here they could only give a guess. 31 years prior the town was attacked by monsters and they destroyed the crystal. But because it was already about to summon a hero the remaining pieces must have spent the last 30 years collecting power to summon me here before the crystal died. They then told me who I could go back. The crystals work as a two-way door. On this side, they gather energy and in 10 years they pull someone over. However, if you bring enough magical energy to them you can have them send you back home. The problem with this, it normally takes a lot of magic to do so and there aren't many people who have that type of magic here. So they suggested I go to a city and see if I could find any magic users to send me back. That's when we reached our final problem. I had no way to get them. When the village was destroyed all those years ago most people left and the ones who stayed are now too old or too young to take me. The only exception is a farm boy named John who was 16 2 years younger than me. But in order for him to take me, I had to first make a contract with him. In this world, the heroes learned how to tap into magic but it came with a curse. Each person had to wear a special bracelet and form a contract with another person. This unlocked the power to use magic. However, both people were cursed to never be away from each other long. Should they be away from each other for 6 hours they both will die. If one dies the other has 6 hours to find someone else to form a bond with or they will die as well. The curse can be lifted once the pair completely one of 3 quests and the bracelets can be removed while still granting the person to use magic. The reason he wants to form a bond is that it would make traveling a lot easier through the woods. He said there aren't many strong monsters here but it's better safe than sorry. I had to wait 3 more days before the contract could be made. During that time I the people let me stay with them knowing I had nothing to offer other than some small work. On my final night there I was staying at an orphanage. There were only 5 kids there. 2 boys 3 girls and women who took care of them. She asked me to stay with them for the night as the kids wanted to see what a person from another world looked like. The kids staying here are from parents who either died, left for adventure, or was just left with no idea who the parents were. It was sad but the kids enjoyed playing with me. All except one who only stared at me. The women later told me Ema was the girl's name and that while she was 14 her body was short and looked more like a 10-year-old. Also, she had some problems. For one she couldn't speak. Anything that came out of her mouth sounded like gibberish. Next, her hands couldn't hold onto things well. So she's been forced to use baby bottles. And lastly, she had to wear diapers. For some reason, her bladder was just too weak. I honestly felt bad for her. By the sounds of it, she would have to be taken care of for the rest of her life. Later that night I said my goodbyes to the kids and followed John into the woods. The contract could only be made during a full moon and when it’s made it will make a bright flash so were in the woods so as to not disturb anyone. “Ok this should be good,” he said as we were pretty far from everyone. “Now then let's begin.” He then began to chant something and soon both of our bracelets were glowing. We both raised our hands to form the contract but stopped when we heard something. The contract stopped as we looked around the forest and heard something. Upon investigating we found one of the kids spying on us. Behind them the woman yelling for the girl. Apparently, she chased after us after we left without telling the women. After a brief talk with the women, she was taking the Ema girl when she ran up to me. “be jvy ruwvj ox jvy woz, gy bojv hog c bozupw.” Ema said. As she grabbed my hand wanting me to kneel in front of her. “What’s wrong,” I asked her. “wuhy ik jvy nogyl op oil toilpye cpz gy xuwvj xol jvy luwvj.” she said. suddenly my bracelet began to glow again. “NO!” John yelled. But it was too late. A bright flash hit my eyes and for a few moments, I couldn't see. I just heard the same thing be repeated. “YES YES YES!” a girl cried out in excitement. “EMA! What did you do!” the women yelled and when I could finally see I saw the Ema girl jumping up and down with excitement. “I finally did it! I'll finally be free!” Ema said until the women grabbed her by the hand. “What did you do!?” the women yelled at Ema. “She just formed a contract. How did she even do that?” John asked. That's when I looked at the girl's arm and saw a smaller bracelet on. “Yep and now I can finally get out of here,” Ema said. “How did you even get a bracelet in the first place. And how did you activate the spell?” John asked. “I stole it from miss dumb cunt here.” Ema said and nodded at the women. “And anyone who knows magick knows that spell.” “I think the bracelets mine.” the women told John. “my husband was an adventure.” “But that still doesn't explain how she knew the spell.” he replied. “Wait, didn't she just say she already knew the spell?” I asked and everyone looked at me. “Wait you can understand me!” Ema yelled. “Of cores I can, you're not speaking gibberish anymore,” I tell her. “What are you talking about?” the women asked. “She’s still talking the same,” John told me. “The bracelets! You can understand me because of the bracelets!” Ema yelled. “What do you mean? How can the bracelets do that?” I asked and looked at John who looked very confused. “Enough of this nonsense I'm taking you home Ema and you're going to be grounded!” the women grabbed the girl and started pulling her away. “Stop! My name isn't Ema it's Bab! And I'm not going anywhere!” she said as she tried to resist the much bigger women. “Wait I need to figure this out,” I tell the women. “I'm sorry but she needs to go home. I think all this stimulant is just being too much for Ema.” she tells me. “IM NOT EMA!” the girl screamed as the women jumped when electricity popped out of the girl's hands. Once let go she ran over and got behind me. “She can already use magic!” John said in amazement. “Ema it's time to come home.” the women told her again. “I'm not Ema, I'm Bab. tell her!” the girl said to me. “She said her name’s not Ema but Bab.” I tell the women and Bab nodded in agreement. “Could she be speaking another language and it's only after the contract was formed that you can understand her.” John asked me. After this, it just became a back and forth discussion about me understanding her. We had to prove I could understand her and after a long time, we finally came to the conclusion that I could. But shortly after that, we got into the main and biggest problem. I was now connected to a tiny child and I still needed to leave! After a long discussion about everything, it was finally decided I had to take Bab with me. Because of the curse, we couldn't be more than 40 feet from each other for more than 6 hours and I couldn't stay in the town. I had to find a way home. So, I wound up adopting Bab and forced to take her with me on my journey. Sadly because of her, John could no longer come with us. The plan was to use the magic to get through safely but without it, it just becomes too much of a risk when he would have to come back alone. Before we left the women gave me a bag full of things for Bab. while her backpack had things like clothing, a pillow, blanket, and a few random things. The bag the women gave me had her more ‘personal’ things. Such as 3 bottles, a changing mat, wipes, baby powder, and a lot of diapers. She even had to show me how to change the little girl. Much to bab’s displeasure. In the end, this is where our adventure of began dropped in a new world.
  3. libra

    tale of a diapered adventurer

    Version 1.0.0

    434 downloads

    It is an amazing adventure of a diapered adventurer let see about their adventures

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  4. Version 1.0.0

    280 downloads

    It is a story about a dwarf girl Alison who got trapped in a place of diper dimensions. Let see her story now

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  5. Marin

    Might, Magic and Wetting

    Version

    1,179 downloads

    Yes! The 39 has now turned into a 40 next to the game downloads link. This, I think, is one of the best RPG's in my personal opinion, because it comes with a good desperation system, a story line with plenty of Omorashi in it, and you can purchase clean panties or disposable diapers. The best part of all, is you get to choose your characters name, hair color, breast size, hair style, stats, and even how frequently they wet the bed (If you can read Japanese.) Created by Unyon-san and distributed in 2008. For more information about it, refer to the wiki page here http://www33.atwiki.jp/omogame/pages/49.html Yes, unfortunately the whole game is in Japanese, so you'll need Translation Aggregater and the ITH program to use it. Additionally, you're computer settings need to be in Japanese system local (Not system language. I made that mistake for the longest time.) For those of you who are new (as in, you haven't gotten the slightest clue what you have to do to make it work), I'll walk you through the steps (For windows 7, and you must be an administrator) and educate you. Required Files 1) RPG XP RTP (It works kind of like a dll, and, in fact, contains dll's in it. It just saves space on your computer, but it's necessary for the games to work.)http://www.rpgmakerw...un-time-package 2) Translation Aggregater (cuz the game's in Japanese, but if you happen to speak Japanese then you don't have to use a translator.) http://www.hongfire.com/forum/showthread.php/94395-Translation-Aggregator-v0-4-9 3) ITH (Google ITH download) The program is titled "Interactive Text Hooker" https://code.google.com/p/interactive-text-hooker/downloads/list 4) The actual game http://u6.getuploader.com/rin_1224/download/178/ken_omo.7z In case you want to download it directly from the web sight. This might rule out some mysterious trouble shooting problems. If you use this link, you won't have to download the game from the omorashi web sight. Changing System Local (If you haven't already) 1) Click "Start" (Windows logo at the bottom left corner of the screen) 2) Type "Region and Language" 3) Click "Region and Language" 4) Under the "Administrative" tab, click "change system local" 5) Restart computer How to Use Translation Aggregater and ITH 1) Open the ITH exe. -Don't know what an exe file is? refer to the "Terminology" section below. 2) Open the Translation Aggregater exe. 3) Click on the game.exe file. -RGGS Player has stopped working? (error message) refer to the "In case you receive an...etc" section below. -dll or png not found? You probably need to set your computor to "Japanese system local" See above instructions under the "Changing System Local" section. 4) At the top of the ITH window, open the "processes" menu. There should be a list of executions (exe's) to the left. 5) Select the "game.exe" and click "attach." and "okay" 6) Select the game window, and select the top option. (it's Japanese for "new game" or something) 7) Go back to you're "ITH" and click on the "ConsoleOutput" drop down menue. (It probably looks more like the "0000:0000:oxFFFFFFFF:oxFFFFFFFF:oxFFFFFFFF:ConsoleOutput" drop down menu.) and pick any of the following options until the Japanese writing below makes sense. (You don't see something like "どのフフフフフフファァァァァァイルをロロロロロロードしますか" It should look something like "どのファイルをロードしますか?ファイル100:31:482013/07/3019:21ファイル2ファイル3ファイル4" You might have to experiment with that a bit.) That Japanese text comes directly from the game's screen. The ITH extracts the Japanese text from the game and automatically performs a kind of "copy" command. 8) You should be able to minimize the ITH window. Position your Translation Aggregator next to your game window so you can read the translations easily. The Aggregater automatically "pasts" the Japanese text "copied" by the ITH and gives you a list of different translations. Pick one that makes the most sense, or try to pick out the key words. You're ready to play, FINALLY! It'll take a little practice interpreting the translations. Just remember that It usually translates every single Japanese word on the screen. Experiment a little with the pause menu and see what the translator does with it. In case you receive an "RGSS Player Has Stopped Working" error... Oh boy! It's just one thing after another. 1) Click "Start" 2) Click "Control Panel" (Should be on the right side somewhere) 3) Click "System and Security" (Highlighted green) 4) Click "System" (Also green) 5) Click "Advanced System Settings" (Should be to the left with a shield next to it) 6) Under the "Advanced" tab, in the "performance" box, click "Settings" (Should be the top button) 7) Under the "Data Execution Prevention" tab, click "add" and brows for the game exe, then select it. 8) Click "Apply" 9) Click "Okay" 10) Close out of all that crap. You don't need it anymore. Click on the game.exe again and it should work perfectly. Whew! Now we can continue with the darn Aggregater steps. Jeez! Terminology exe: the exe is the little icon you click on to start the program or game. People may refer to the "game.exe" That's the icon you click to play the game. It's hidden somewhere in the "zip" file you download. compressed file (zip/rar): a zip file is a compressed version of a real file. Any file can be compressed into a zip or rar format, including images, videos, games, documents, anything. It's just like disassembling an exercise machine and cramming it in a box. You need a program to unpack it and reassemble it so you can use it, like 7zip or winrar (Do a Google search and download it.) I use winrar, though it constantly bluffs about giving me only 40 trial days, it's more organized I think. If you don't know how to decompress files see instructions below. You might be able to simply click on the files in their zipped form through the zip program and use all the programs you need, but you should extract them into a designated folder to avoid complications. To do so... Winrar instructions 1) open winrar. 2) click "Extract To" Near top of window. 3) brows folders for the file you want to extract (You'll probably need to extract three or four different files to run the game) 4) brows the folders and select a location you can easily remember (The desktop even, if it's not to cluttered) 5) click okay. That's it. 7zip instructions 1) open 7zip 2) click "Extract" 3) brows folders for the file you want to extract (You'll probably need to extract three or four different files to run the game) 4) brows the folders and select a location you can easily remember (The desktop even, if it's not to cluttered) 5) okay Any other programs will have similar procedures. You might need to refer to their help menu. Any other questions, leave a comment. If someone would like to translate the game so that it's in English in the first place, GOD BLESS YOU!

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  6. Valeri night

    A Forgotten Past

    Helloooooooooooo friends, This is a story that I have been working on for a while now that I have decided to start today. This is only part one but it takes me a little bit to write each part so I'm sorry If each part takes a while to post. Without further wait here you are, I hope you enjoy it ^_^ It’s hot and my head hurts I think to myself, listening to the sounds of the waves crashing against the sand. Wait sand, waves? Am I on a beach? Straining to open my eyes I look around at all the sand around me, Struggling I lift myself up and weakly crawl up the sand dune to get a better look at the area around me. Having my eyes now adjusted to the bright summer light I sit up and look across the beach, I listen to the seagulls flying above me and take a moment to adjust to my situation. Let’s see, I ponder to myself, last I remember I was on a boat but my memory is really fuzzy right now. I can’t seem to remember anything about it, or how I got here. Sighing I down at myself seeing my clothing in tatters, the once elegant looking dress I was wearing was ripped and mangled from the ocean waters with course sand still on it. “Huh what's that?” Dusting off some of the sand I stand up and walk over to a box that washed up on the beach with me. Oh it’s nailed shut… Ah here we go a well placed sharp rock to pry open this conveniently placed crate. Shoving the rock into a slit on the top of the box I use all my strength and snap the lid of the crate. Peering inside the crate It looks like most of the things inside are wet and useless, but I see a sealed case inside as well as a slightly damp set of clothing that isn’t as worn down as my dress is. I pull everything I can use out of the box and end up with decent amount of survival supplies that I can use. Lets see here I’ve got a full canteen, (pure luck I’m sure) three healing potions, that sealed case I found and a set of clothes. Deciding that it was best do change out of my ripped and messed up clothes first, quickly taking a look around me to make sure that no one is looking I start to take me dress off. Even though I know there is no one around I still blush as I pull off my dress, Slipping the blue skirt I found over my plain white panties. Not wanting to have my matching white bra exposed for long I take the white blouse and slip that on as well. Hmm it’s still a little damp, and my blouse Is somewhat see through right now I think to myself as I feel my blouse and skirt up and check myself out. “Well this feels a little better” I say out loud now dressed in my cute new outfit, taking a sip of the canteen I drop down and look at the sealed case in front of me. The case it self is pretty heavy and cold to the touch, unsealing the locks I slowly open the case peeking inside I see what looks to be a silver pointy sword, “whats is this? a saber?” I think out loud. Picking it up I notice that it feels nicely balanced and the weight feels evenly distributed, huh it is pretty though. Deciding that It's worth to hold on to the saber I reach into the case again and pull out a black book, opening the mysterious book I skim over the pages. “They're all blank” I matter of factly say out loud. “Whatever I guess I’ll just take it all” Gathering up all my supplies I pack them into a makeshift sack and start to walk away from the beach and towards the thicket behind me. “Hmm this thicket looks kinda thick” Taking another sip of water from my canteen I peer through the leaves and trees and start to second think going into this forest area. Deciding that I’m not gonna to get far sitting on this beach I start to push into the trees and bushes making my way slowly forward. It’s so hot, I think to myself taking another sip from my now half empty canteen, panting I continue forward into the endless green in front of me. Moving into a slight clearing I decide to take a break in the cover of shade from all the trees around me. “My canteen is almost empty, I’ve gotta be careful or things will go from bad to worse real quick.” In response I feel my bladder pang, putting forth its opinion with all of my other problems. “Great just what I needed” I sigh, having no idea of the last time I used the bathroom. “Rustle, Rustle” Looking around myself I tense up, “...What was that?” I think to myself. “Rustle, Rustle, Rustle” Staring at a bush in front of me I backup a little feeling myself starting to shake in fear. “Aaaaaahhhhh” Jumping I scream out as a small creature runs out of the bush in front of me and runs away, “Stupid damn animal...” I try to calm myself down as I sit back down and close my eyes shaking my head in disappointment. “A little far from home aren’t you little girl” A mysterious voice comes from behind me. Quickly spinning around I look toward the voice and see a bulky man with a shaggy beard and torn clothes standing behind me. Eyeing him suspiciously I stand up and slowly back myself away from him. “Whoa now I wouldn’t try and run away if I was you” the creepy man smiles to me. Pulling out a knife he slowly moves towards me. Seeing my eyes go wide he grins “Don’t worry as long as you do what I ask you’ll be just fine.” Fear rising inside of me I stumble backwards and fall over landing on my bum, spilling my bag in the process. Looking over at my spilled stuff I see the saber sticking out of the bag, quickly grabbing it I point it at the creepy man. My hands shaking from fear of what might happen. “Oh what a cute little needle you’ve got there” the man laughs “What are you gonna do poke me to death?” Forcing myself to stand I Shake off his insults and try to relax my breathing. Calm down it’ll be okay I try to convince myself, feeling my body naturally move into a defensive stance with the saber. The man lunges forward swinging the knife towards me, I feel my body tense up in fear and a squirt escapes my body. The feeling wakes me up and at the last second I dodge to the left and stumble out of the way. Reposiniting myself I realize that If i’m not careful I could get seriously hurt or even worse I could die. Taking a deep breath I watch his movement and wait for him to rush me again, “Hmph you got lucky the first time but now you’re mine” he exclaims Watching him I wait standing still while he charges clumsily towards me, taking the opportunity I duck to the right of his slash and counter with a quick stab to his leg. “Ughgh” The man groans grabbing the stab wound in his leg “that hurt you bitch!” Showing no hesitation I lunge forward and stab his arm twice in quick succession while he is distracted with his injury. Jumping back I stand tall in my defensive stance and smile, happy with my ability so far. “Listen here you” the man panting said to me, “you’ve won this time but next time we meet I’ll get you back for what you’ve done here.” The man quickly sprints through the tree’s running away dripping blood as he leaves. Sighing I drop my guard and quickly move one hand to my crotch quietly holding myself while crossing my legs, slowly putting my saber back into my bag. Waah I really need to pee now I think to myself, All that water and that entire fight made me really need to go. Well I might as well follow that guy, he might of ran away toward a town or something “Grumble Grumble” and I’m pretty hungry to be honest. Moving forward in the direction that the creepy man went I push on, it feels like hours go by and the pressure in my bladder increases dramatically. Pushing into a clearing I see a forestry town with a bunch of small buildings and what looks to be a small Inn in the distance. Stopping for a moment I cross my legs and bounce up and down while holding myself to help relieve the pressure. “God I gotta go so bad” I say outloud to myself. If I’m quick I should be able to make it. Running down the hill towards the inn I feel myself starting to lose control over my bladder. At first It was just enough pressure to make me slow down and hold myself for a second, but it got worse and as I was walking into the town center I felt a light leak come out into my panties, forcing my face to flush bright red. Looking around there wasn’t to many people in the town, most being inside due to how late it had gotten. Not to mention it wasn’t to big of a town, only about five or six buildings besides the Inn in the center. Using both hands to hold myself I slowly walk up to the door of the Inn, thanking god that nobody was outside to see me like this. Taking my hands out of my crotch I slowly walk into the Inn, I feel the eyes of everyone inside looking at me as I walk inside. Realizing that I probably looked worse for ware I look away and walk towards the bar keep to ask where the bathroom is. “What could I do for you miss” He asks me nonchalantly not even bothering to look up from his glass that he is polishing. Blushing I shift my legs back and forth and reply “Um where is the bathroom” Looking up the barkeep eyes me up, cocking his head he motions to a corner of the Inn. Quietly I say back “Cheers” Quickly I rush to the corner of the Inn all the while blushing and trying not to lose it being this close to relief. Slamming open the girls bathroom door I rush inside just as another longer leak comes out and drips onto my leg, letting out an audible “Eek” I run up to the single stall and pull it open. “Sorry I’ll be out in just a minute” I hear come from the door. My eyes go wide and my jaw drops, Oh god no I’m so close and I’ve gotta pee so bad I think to myself, looking around in desperation for anything to help me in this situation. Pacing back and forth I hear the toilet flush in the stall in front of me, my bladder screams out in pain and I’m forced to use both hands to hold myself and double cross my legs. Slamming on the stall door I beg the girl to let me in. “Just a minute I gotta wash my hands” She replies back Hearing the water turn on drives me over the edge and I shove one hand in my crotch while keeping the other on the stall door, I feel a stream start spurting out of me and I feel my panties get soaked in response. Letting out a groan I mumble under my breath “I can’t stop it” feeling my pee splash onto my crossed legs. I manage to cut off the stream for a few seconds just as the lock on the bathroom door opens up. Being unbalanced from putting most of my weight on the door, I fall forward a little bit towards the girl. Not wanting to fall into her I try to catch myself on the side of the door with my hands. I soon find out that that was a mistake. While I did manage to stop myself from falling, I was forced to take my hand out of my crotch, allowing the full pressure from my bladder to release. Letting out a audible yelp I attempt to stop the flow, but I’m much too late. I stand perfectly still both hands holding myself through my skirt feeling the warmth of the pee wash over my legs and flow into the boots I was wearing. Closing my eyes I can’t help but let out a moan and smile from the pleasure off letting it all out. I count the seconds as I stand there letting my pee flow all over myself till the stream cuts off and the last of my pee dribbles out. “Well you certainly looked like you enjoyed yourself” Opening my eyes wide I remember the girl in front of me, Blushing I stammer “I-I’m so sorry you had to see that, This is so embarrassing.” I start to tear up from shame and drop my head. “Aw it’s okay, It is kinda my fault I took my time in the bathroom while you were out here dying of desperation.” She smiles and pats my head. “Here I’ll tell you what, I own a clothing shop not to far from here.” “How about I go ahead and get you a fresh set of clothes for you.” Looking up at her I sniffle, “Okay that seems fine” Getting up I inspect the damage of my clothes. The skirt has a very distinctive wet spot from where I was holding myself and my legs still have pee dripping off of them and into my boots and very wet socks. “Alrighty then follow me” the girl motions to me walking out the door. Taking a couple steps I hear the squishing sound my boots make as i walk out the door of the bathroom and into the open area of the Inn. Everyone again turns and looks at me as I closely follow behind the girl from the bathroom. Blushing hard I hear people drinking whisper about my wet skirt, Hanging my head I try to ignore crude remarks coming from everyone around me. Opon walking outside into the darkness the girl turns and looks at me. “By the way my name's Velvet” I give her a slight smile and respond “my name is…” What is my name, I think to myself. “You know I don’t actually know what my name is” I respond honestly “I just kinda washed up on the beach earlier today and I can't seem to remember anything.” “Oh you poor thing, well I hope we can fix that problem of yours soon.” Velvet smiles and leads me up to her house. “By all means you first” pushing me into her home I walk inside. Looking around I see the inside looks like a clothing shop, with racks of shirts, shorts, shoes, ect. Showing me to the back of the shop Velvet tells me “stay here for a second I’ll get you some new clothes to relax in. I stand awkwardly in this new place waiting for her to get back, I look at her little home inside her shop and see a cramped kitchen dining room area and small area with a couch and end table next to it. “It’s pretty cozy” I say to myself “Here you all love” Looking over i see Velvet carrying a ruby red velvet dress to sleep in. “Wow that looks so comfy” I say wide eyed. “Of course it is darling It’s a family tradition to have the best quality clothing no matter the cost.” Beaming with pride she hands me the dress and starts to walk away. “Um Velvet quick question.” “What is it?” she asks looking over at me. “Well you see I’ve got the dress but… My other clothes are all wet soooo.” “Oh don’t worry about that honey, I’ll wash all of your wet clothes for you just leave them in a pile and I’ll take care of it.” Velvet replies to me as she walks into her room. “Bu-but my panties…” I try to get out but she ignores me. *Sigh* I guess I’ll just take them off for now and ask her when she comes back out. Moving to the side of the couch I take off my wet socks and boots and lay them on the wooden floor. I then start to strip off my top and wet bottoms, standing in just my wet panties and bra I debate on whether I want to wear my bra to sleep. Just before I take it off i hear the door behind me opening up. Veeeeelvet! I scream out, covering my chest and crotch. “Ohmygod” Velvet giggles. “I thought you would be using the bathroom she laughs turning back into her room and shutting the door. Blushing I quickly strip off my bra and wet panties and stack them on my other clothes. I feel my body getting hot from being completely naked in some strangers house, but I shake off the strange feeling and rush to put the red dress on. The dress itself feels wonderful to the touch and I do a little spin in happiness. Walking over to Velvet’s room i knock on the door and let her know that i’m all done changing. Peeking her head out she looks at me still giggling. I roll my eyes at her and huff, walking back over to the couch I sit down. “Is this everything?” shes asks picking up my wet clothes. “Yes and is there any chance that I could get a fresh pair of panties” I ask blushing slightly. “Hehe I already gave you a pretty expensive dress, and now you’re asking me for panties too?” “I don’t mind getting you a pair but I doubt you have any money now do you?” Sighing I reply “no I don’t” “That’s what I thought” Velvet smiles, “by the way if you need to use the bathroom anytime tonight the bathroom’s over in that corner there.” Looking over to where she pointed at I nod my head and ask “Are you going to sleep now?” “Yes huh I’ve gotta wake up early so you just lay here and i’ll take care of everything while you get some rest.” Moving to her room she opens the door and smiles to me, “Have a goodnight, oh by the way if you’re hungry there is some food in the kitchen you can have.” In response my stomach growls and I get up to see what food she has in stock. Looking through the pantry I grab some cookies and sit on the couch munching on them happily. Setting up my makeshift bed I think about the entire day that I just had, What an adventure I think to myself. I move over to my bag and take out my saber that I found, giving it a thorough check I notice that the saber has bright red ruby’s lined in the hilt of it. This saber might actually be pretty expensive I think to myself, I really like it though it feels really natural to use. Picking up the blank book I brought with me I open it up. “Oh what's this?” I say out loud noticing the blank pages now had words on some of them, but the words were too faded to read. “Well that's weird I mutter to myself I could've sworn there were no words in this book when I found it. Shaking my head I put the saber and book back into my bag and lay down. Feeling the velvet dress on my skin I smile from how comfortable I am and close my eyes. I feel a little weird not wearing any panties to sleep, but the dress feels nice so I let myself doze off into a deep slumber.
  7. Version 1.01

    2,089 downloads

    One day a pretty young conjurer named Karen took a trip to the castle. Her envoy was her childhood friend Yuuto, now a soldier. However, during the walk she needed a privacy break. "Just pee in the road. That's the way of the traveler." - "I won't make toilet OUTSIDE, yuck!" (Description shamelessly stolen from game's DLsite page This is an RPG game that utilizes custom card battle system instead of normal combat system that Wolf RPG Editor offers out of the box. The plot is not linear; depending on how good Karen is at holding it in and meeting additional requirements, you might get into one of the branching routes and even unlock extra scenes! Remember, this was originally a commercial project, so even though CircleWC wasn't aiming at western market, consider buying this game if you liked it! Produced by: Circle WC Game engine: Wolf RPG Editor Translation: Lisk Playtesting and solving the card system database mystery: Hayate Interface image editing: Rainyday Requires Japanese system locale Whily technically you can run this game without changing your locale to Japanese, it will cause multiple interface glitches that will make this game anything but pretty. So either use the last screenshot as reference and change your system locale to Japanese or use whichever software you prefer (AppLocale, NTLEA) to give the game what it wants. The choice is yours.

    Free

  8. AuthorFaust: Short little welcome to Faust's latest interactive! Faust intends on this being a lovely little fantasy story with little trouble one way or the other. One can expect a bit more focus on desperation and lightly silly lewd fun, compared to some hot and heavy scenes, so Faust hopes you can enjoy it anyways. ==================================================================================================================================== In the land of Fantalsia, there were tales of a legendary figure, that united all of the great heroes and heroines of the world to bring about absolute peace between all of the nations...... However, this was but a tale from ages past...Handed down from generation to generation, to foster hope among the people. You knew better, in your current age..... You were old enough to know of the dangers....Of the monsters that plagued the countryside. That there were dark forces afoot, aiming to send everything into disarray at any moment... Things the general populace could not handle.... But similarly, you knew of forces that could combat them.... People, who were blessed with a mysterious marking on their body... Those who had the potential... The potential, to be Heroes. You found yourself pressing into your own town's tavern, where those empowered to fight tended to congregate. Where you could find people who you could rally to your cause, and lead onwards, to victory! .... At least, that's how you always wanted to picture it. You yourself had no such blessing present on your body, and you weren't confident in your own abilities to battle.... But, you did have something that would no doubt make you invaluable..... Since you were young, you were born with special eyes.... Eyes that could read a person with but a gaze. Looking over, you could always find people who had been Empowered, a relative level of their power, their general class of skill, and occasionally a contextual answer to a given question you could have.... As far as you knew, there were no others who could gauge a person's abilities at a glance like you... And, you similarly had seen the differences in figures in much more than just physical appearances... You could pick apart the differences in a group of nearly-identical soliders. Which ones trained their strength a little more... Which ones had sprained an ankle, or were just a bit dumber than the others, without having to ask a single question... You could tell if a person was empowered to utilize magic, or if they were better with their hands than others.. You were the ultimate in scanning, and analyzing.... But, without anyone that trusted to your advice, and listened... You had felt you were but another villager to the higher levels of Heroes. You'd seen a few in levels reaching the Upper 20s pass you by without a second glance...And, the few that you saw in lower digits were either unaware of, or unwilling to utilize their powers, for fear of persecution, or simply lack of self-interest. This all would change today, you had told yourself. You would recruit a group of Empowereds, and make your way across the world..... To go on an adventure!.... ... Well, that was the plan, but you didn't have an actual goal in mind yet. You merely wanted to leave the town, and explore a bit....Test the waters, before you went traveling on an epic journey... You had your life savings in a bag at your side, along with a few supplies you had obtained. Some bedrolls, tents, and a few days of food and drink. You had a hundred gold pieces to your name, and were likely to have to utilize them in this Preliminary mission.... Recruiting your first Empowered. "Let's...see who's in here.." you said to yourself, before finally pushing the door to the tavern open... And glanced inside. ..... Immediately, figures came into view, of different shapes, and sizes come into view. Words, numbers, and details start to flood your view, before you lightly close your mind to it....Focusing instead on the basic details first..... A person's Level, Their Class, and...In this case, a possible, projected price they would charge you to investigate a nearby area. You could see a much more manageable set of numbers appear in your field of view...As you scanned the tavern's patrons. Sitting at a table with a flute of some kind, sits a male with forest green hair, and some muted brown clothes. Above him, is the word 'Bard' and 'Level: 2', with the price fluctuating..... Ordering at the bar, is a slender girl, with lime green hair, and a pointed black hat. You can see the words 'Mage' and 'Level 2' above her head, a '30' above her head as you turn some more.... Apologizing to the owner about something, is a girl with white hair, and a light blue haori... A kimono, that seems to stop just beneath her waistline... You can see a sword at her hip, and a flush on her face as she stammers out... [Blade] and [Level 1] above her head.....A fluctuating price above her head as well... Dealing cards among a group of unfamiliar figures is a woman with long, purple hair, and a generous physique. You can see a few of the others staring at her...sizable bust, but as you glance over, you see [Rogue] and [Level 5] above her head.....And a fluctuating price...but it stumbles above the triple digit mark........ "Hrm..." You'll be able to discern things better when you get closer to one of them.... The question is, who do you approach first? ================================================================================================================================== Choose wisely: Your First Empowered will be your most important. [Who do you approach first?] 1. The Level 2, Dark Green haired Male Bard [Price Fluctuates between 30 to 50 Gold] 2. The Level 2 Lime Green haired Female Mage [Price Fluctuates between 40 and 60 Gold] 3. The Level 1 Silver haired Female Blade [Price Fluctuates between 20 and 40 gold] 4. The Level 5 Purple Haired Female Rogue [Price Fluctuates from 90 to 500 Gold] 5. Sit around, and wait. [More people may show up....Or one may approach you] [Optional: Decide things about yourself] Gender: Are you a Boy, or a girl? Trait: Pick one of the following to have as a [Trait]. [Traits] are discovered by interacting with [Empowered], and may influence [Compatibility] with them. More Traits can be decided as your journey continues.... [Choose one from] [Royal]: A Runaway from Regality, you have a majestic aura about you that compels others to react more strongly to you! For better, and for worse... [Handy]: You're good with your hands, and as such, can maintain and utilize tools effectively for combat, and town-based activities. [Lewd]: You have a naughty mind that resonates well with other lewd minded individuals....But, makes you less appealing to those without the trait. [Gambler]: You love to gamble, and take risks. Higher amounts of payouts from bets, but also more likely to suffer more devastating losses. [Cute]: Your impeccable cuteness melts even the coldest of hearts! [Figuratively]. May lead to potential kidnappings by overzealous admirers of cute. [Outdoorsy]: You are good at doing things out in the open, such as starting campfires, or setting up tents. Are at a loss without materials, or in town areas. Gold: 100 Gold
  9. Unbeknownst

    Mortal

    Author's Note: I had the itch to write again and so I decided try something a little different from my usual fare. A slight twist on my past style rather than a direct improvement. I included the bucket list of tags because the story will eventually contain some of all of them, though not necessarily all at the same time and definitely not in every chapter. As always please reply with any comments, suggestions, critiques, or even just to say "hi". Don't worry, you won't hurt my feelings. Enjoy. AS: Beginning at chapter I is highly recommended for plot and character reasons. Desperation begins in chapter II and wettings and peeing begin in chapter IV. Chapter I: The Gods Gather For the first time in centuries, the thirteen gods of the Pantheon gathered within the stone chamber known simply as The Round. Hidden away from the rest of the world within its own secret space only they could access. Around the perfect triskaidecagonal table they sat on throne like seats as soft as cushions, each manifested in their preferred mortal form. Not truly omniscient or omnipresent, most preferred to stay with their chosen people or country. Starting clockwise from the head of the table they were: Ori, the goddess of creation and nominal head of the Pantheon. She took the form of a human wearing a simple gown of pure white that left her shoulders bare. Her long blond hair fell in a gentle sheet down her back and obsidian jewelry brought out her dark eyes. She was the patron of the holy city Arabesque. Marshall, the god of war. He also appeared human, garbed in the traditional military uniform of Kylon. The sand colored uniform and metallic trimmings were extremely out of place. With his tall barrel chested figure and sharp expressions he cultivated a domineering presence. He was the patron of the Free State of Kylon. Skale, the god of judgement and justice. Unlike the others who took on forms of their own ideals, he looked the same way he did before ascending to godhood, a pudgy vampire with slick, perfectly combed hair a cape with a popped collar and pointed features. He was the patron of the vampiric races and the Nightland Estates. Marina, the goddess of magic and knowledge. A hemi-aima with the large fluffy ears and tail of a cat, she was the slimmest of all the gods with a curvy body that looked even skinnier next to Skale’s bulk. She wore a green robe open revealing a blouse and skirt both covered with button sized magic circles. She was the patron of hemi-aimas and the oasis city Sanctuary. Idyl, the goddess of youth and beauty. She was a modestly endowed angel with ice blue hair, pearly skin, and long silver wings that somehow managed to fold neatly behind her if she needed them to. Probably because magic. She liked to dress in flowing silks and spent most of her time in Arabesque. Marks, the god of the sea and traders. He looked aged with chiseled features and a thick iron colored beard and mustache. His royal blue colored leather uniform rivaled Marshall’s. He was the patron of the port city Thuhpoynt and the commercial hub Ovthis. Comfrey, the goddess of nature. She changed her apparent age frequently, but never her race or gender. She looked like a fairy with translucent moth wings the same chocolate brown as her hair which she braided elaborately in the shape of a flower with a single strand allowed to hang loose. Right now she was at her most frequent state, that of an adolescent. In her opinion the prime state where one is just old enough to be capable and still have the infinite possibilities of life ahead of them. She wore a thick traveling cloak and sturdy leather clothing. Parley, the god of philosophy and mercy. An elven scholar with emerald eyes like others of his race. He liked to travel widely but often returned to the forest glades of Old Haven to take care of the elven race and convene with Mainur. Mainur, the god of cunning. A drow with blue purple skin and pitch black hair. He controlled vast swathes of the Below, the network of underground passages, caves, and dwellings belonging to various races. He was the patron god all who lived in the Below and had a reputation for pulling grand elaborate schemes for his own amusement, often at the expense of others although he had a known soft spot for Parley with whom he often met with. Twilight, the goddess of death. A vampire who dressed in a pitch black dress that left her arms and legs exposed. It was hot as hell where the Kingdom of the Dead was situated necessarily close to the genesis flame. She originally died close to adulthood and kept the same appearance. Karma, the goddess of luck and inspiration. A human dressed in a bizarre mess of tattered jacket over a nice shirt and pants and roughed boots. She lounged back in her chair as she always did rhythmically flipping a coin in the air to see how many times in a row she could get tails. Of course she could guarantee it with divine power but that would ruin the point. She was patron of the city Opportunity. Arkhein, the goddess of custom. She was an elf clad not in the more traditional loose fitting garb of her kin, but a fitted golden vest, belted white shorts, a flowing cape, and stylized elbow length gloves and knee high boots. Her sea green hair contained a gold ornament depicting a hydra. She was the patron of the Empire. Jack, the god of craftsmen. He was more muscly that even Marshall though not quite so tall. His leather clothing had all sorts of pockets hidden everywhere containing a multitude of half finished projects. He was the patron of the Kaiser Industrial Zone and Ori’s right hand man. “Sorry, sorry.” Arkhein appeared and gracefully took her seat. “I had an issue to take care of.” “That’s quite alright, we haven’t been waiting long.” Ori smiled at her before looking pointedly at Skale. “You were the one who convened this gathering, correct?” “Indeed.” Skale nodded gravely. “I believe the time has come for an accounting.” An accounting was when all the gods of the pantheon discussed the other gods of realm and decide for each one if they had done something worth pantheon intervention. Most of these gods such as Ordan the god of time, Zenith the god of the sky, and Miros the god of sea contented themselves with maintaining the laws over which they had been given dominion and never interfered with the mortal world. But there times when even these gods had to be brought in line such as when Miros began flooding the eastern shores or whenever the rogue god Dester tried to destroy the world. Skale waved his hands, a glass of vibrantly pink liquid appeared in front of each of them. “...and I’ve recently been made aware of this drink I think we all should try.” PS: If my chapters seem short, its because I break a new chapter approximately every 1000 words or so.
  10. Listen closely to the legacy of Marin's faction (That I won't name.) I built a secret, underground base at the bottom of the ocean where I grew sugar cane, wheat, melons, carrots, potatoes, and pumpkins. I raised and breed cows, sheep, chickens, and pigs. Soon, I learned to cast spells on my armor and weapons to make them stronger. I became an enchanter. Soon after, I used my magic to build a portal to another dimension It was an evil realm known as the nether. I had read about it in books. It is a realm doused in hatred, sorrow and pain; full of undead creatures, fire conjuring demons and lost souls that survived off of the life essence of others. It was hell. Oceans were replaced by lava. Skies didn't exist, only hell rock. It was a large cave-like world at the core of the earth in the spirit realm. I had read many books about this realm, but it wasn't until that day, I saw it's horrifying existence in person. I ventured into this land fully armed with an enchanted sward of diamond, a full body of enchanted armor, and and enchanted bow. I ventured here in search of two things, neather wart, and a fire conjuring demon known as the blaze. I would craft a brewing stand from his bones and grow a garden of netherwart to brew potions with. This would be the start to my witchcraft. At the peak of prosperity, a strange, rare storm hit. It wasn't any normal storm, it was a storm that spawned in the gap between the nether dimension and the overworld. As I continued to build off of my base, it grew larger and larger until I built it above the ocean. It became a small tower, built deep from the ocean floor. I prospered. I had it all, but one day, I accepted a warrior into my faction, who was a double agent. When I returned one day, the underground tower was conquered from me, right under my nose. I was lenient on the double agent, even exchanged conversation when he was near. I took the event rather casually. I moved into the adjacent dig-out where I kept the animals, who were killed in a time-warp storm between dimensions and time periods (a glitch) that left my base a wreck. I rebuilt my life in that dig-out. I stored my items there, and planted trees for materials. I built the most glorious, glass tower the world has ever known! I planted every kind of food and bread every kind of animal inside. I even planted a jungle tree so I could plant coco beans. It was a prosperous time. I baked a cake for my enemies next door, living in the incomplete tower I built before they stole it from me. My new tower of glass was far mightier then the old one I built. My enemies never built off of my tower. With out me, the tower was at a stand still for construction. That tower was stolen from my enemies by their enemies. Over time, the tower was abandoned. I didn't claim it back. It was an old memory, stripped of all it's worth. The netherwart, the enchantment table and brewing stand, even the sliding door's circuitry was warn out. Without the maintenance of it's creator, the wiring became faulty. Only a few common crops were left in the base. It was a wreck. When the old tower was abandoned, I began construction of one of the most advanced forms of technology in existence, a redstone sundial, that required no sun; a dial with a face of light that projected the time in our language. I called it, the redstone clock. No one in the land could match my ingenuity. In all my glory, I invited several members into my faction so we could build together. None of them ever seemed to contribute, in fact, they simply leached off of my supplies. weather they worked the farms, I don't know. I never saw them since the day they joined my faction. One day, a few members joined the faction on the same night. One of them was a traitor. He asked for more power in the faction, and I gave it to him, unknowing of the meaning of power in a faction, and I was tricked out of everything I worked for. Everything I worked for became his. What took me months to build, took him a mere command prompt to gain. I was locked out of my own tower, and I was left to nothing. I returned to the old underground base, which had become a tower weaker then my glass one before it was stolen. I claimed that land again and built from scratch. I set traps in front of my new tower for the traitor, and to my amusement, it worked. His items were neatly placed into chests by a mechanism by the ground where he fell, into a near bottomless pit where I gathered his belongings. He was resurrected. He had accepted a member into his faction, just one, who had also fallen into my trap. One of them fell into the trap a second time after resurrection, simply forgetting it was there. I stole their armor from them, but I was never able to steel back my life's work. I tried to breed animals in my old tower, but they were slaughtered when I was gone. It could have been the traitor, it could have been bandits. Soon I was attacked in my own home, and I realized I was no longer safe. I left the ocean base, and escaped into the desert, where I was chased still. Eventually, I lost them, and began building another underground base under the sand. I planted netherwart, I breed cows and chickens, planning for my next attack. I was soon discovered by my arch enemy who stole my work from me. He was a fool, thinking a mere invisibility potion would protect him from a fully armored enchanter. With my keen eye, I could see what couldn't be seen, and the fool was slain. He thought he could handle the power of witch craft, which he could not have brewed himself. He was wrong. He resurrect again, and came after me with enchanted armor and an enchanted sward. I was slain. This battle went on. He had power over me, power from my tower. One day, I accepted another member into my faction. At first I didn't trust him, for my trust had been shattered, but we shared something in common, for he was also attacked by my arch nemesis. His evil had to be put to rest. He may have had the power stored in my tower, but he was weak. I remained far more powerful then him, yet in all his foolish pride, he challenged my power. With the help of a canine companion, and my newest member, we were able to defeat him, time and time again. He came after my newest member, and I charged after him with a mere, mortal sward of diamond. He had and enchanted sward. My partner joined me, and we fought him together, and killed him. Victory was ours. We won the battle, but not the war. He resurrected himself, and returned to strike again. What he had to gain, perhaps his armor back, which we looted from him. He then killed me for my belongings. I fought valiantly, but I grew weak having fought him a second time, and I was slain. My fellow warrior finished what I started, and slayed him yet again. This continued. We fought, killing each other and resurrecting. He was a fool, for little did he know that the art of resurrection required large amounts of power, power he needed to maintain a grip on the land he stole from me. Even today I never understood what he had to gain, nothing. He grew weak, and though he was able to resurrect again, withought enough power to resurrect himself, he lost his grip on the land I built on. He had exhausted his power long before mine was scratched. He realized far to late, that he was no longer able to keep me from taking my tower back, and I locked him into the basement where I tried to drown him in lava. He escaped into a deeper part of the basement, and pleaded for mercy. He attempted to cast a spell so that we would again, hand the tower over. We kept each other safe from his tricks. He offered friendship, wealth. I had him right where I wanted him. I left one opening for him, and cast a spell on him. I made him walk off the edge of the tower into the gorge I built, and he fell. He survived, so I went down to fight him myself. The warrior of mine fought him there. The battle was intense, and i new there was only one way to secure victory. I filled the trench with lava, where I resided, so that we would both parish. I resurrected him outside the tower, and myself inside. The tower was mine again. Still, he pleaded for mercy. Still, he offered friendship and wealth and begged forgiveness. He was a coward and a fool, and he was put to justice for now, but he joined forces with a more powerful force of evil then himself. Just how powerful they are, I have yet to find out. The tower is safe for now, but he will return. In the mean time, I shall build the mightiest, most powerful fortress in the whole land, and all will tremble before my might. I shall conjure beasts of iron to guard the fortress. I shall summon the beasts of the woods against my foes. I shall set traps in it that only I may activate should it ever be stolen from me again. This is the on going legacy of Marin.
  11. Lisk

    [Game] Nyo Time

    Waking up early in the morning, having a breakfast, going to the school, spending time with friends and coming back home. The happy and peaceful life that repeats itself over and over again. But how real it is? Everything has to end someday. For better or worse, but it has to. I, Hashida Naoya, an ordinary high school student, was caught in a day that refuses to let me go or move forward. Now I’m working with a time-travelling witch girl to break free from this golden cage. She has almost everything ready, but there is one last ingredient for her magic that I must obtain by myself. What could it be in this kind of a game? This is a quest/adventure kind of game, there won't be any combat and the game itself is pretty short. Download is there, discussion is here. Remember to set your system locale to Japanese, otherwise the text will look messy. This game also has a sequel that sheds light on some of the details, but it was never finished (still has some interesting content, so... why nyot?), but for now... enjoy one of the most heartwarming stories I've seen in these games. It's nyo. https://omorashi.org/files/file/2054-ehl-nyo-time/
  12. Browsing around a gaming site, I found a free adventure game that could be interesting for me and you, guys. The name is Earl Bobby is looking for a Loo :) I've not tried it yet since I don't really know how wine will handle it (forced to use a linux distro x.x still a PITA for a gamer), but I included the link in case anyone wants to try it.. :) http://www.adventuregamestudio.co.uk/site/games/game/1375/
  13. Welcome to Sonic's first ever interactive story! Please refer to my General Discussion thread of the same name if you are confused at all (or just PM me). Here are short descriptions of the current cast list. Claudette Vance Since she was a bastard child, Claudette has always been struggling to become something to anyone, although people already respect her and she is renown and famous. She keeps to herself, and is very serious and harsh to others. She hardly ever shows any emotion, instead keeping any feelings from showing, as it appears that she does not know how or want to deal with them. In Queen's Blade she wields the sword Thunderclap. Sayaka Miki- Tomboyish, brave, idealistic, stubborn, self righteous, music lover, protective, devoted friend (for the most part), and wanting to be loved. Simple, right? Misty- Misty is a young girl from Pokemon. Misty is depicted as having a wicked temper, stubborn temperament, and little patience. As the series progresses, however, she gradually shows herself to be kind and sensible. Misty becomes the parental guardian of Togepi, caring for it throughout the series. Misty constantly reins in Brock when he becomes enamored with pretty girls, often pulling him away by the ear. She is also terrified of most Bug-type Pokémon. Misty aims to be a world-class Water-type Pokémon trainer despite her sisters' ridicule. Let's get started! Misty awoke, her eyes slowly opening as not to let in too much light. Her vision was fuzzy, but looking around she could tell she was in her room. Her skin told her that it was winter before her eyes ever could, the bitter temperature giving her goosebumps. Perhaps a simple bra and panties weren't enough to wear at night this time of year. As her brain started to wake up, she gasped in remembrance. Today was the day! A new adventure, a brand new bicycle, and no Ash or Brock to weigh her down! "Although..." she muttered to herself, "that's not entirely accurate..." In truth, she missed the boys dearly. She had spent so much time with them. But Ash was in Kalos and God knows where Brock was. All she had to worry about was herself and her Staryu, which was nestled safely in its Pokeball. She had recently caught her new friend down by the lake whilst relieving herself. She was very good at multitasking. The memory of the event brought a sly smile to her lips. Her thoughts were interrupted by a pang in her abdomen. Somehow, the burning need to pee escaped her mind every morning, until she had to be rudely reminded. Looking down at the source of the urgent tightness, her eyes bulged almost as big as her bladder. No wonder she needed to go so badly! "I knew I shouldn't have drank so much last night..." A cliché thing to say, at the least. One thing was for sure: she wasn't going to last long in this condition. She gently placed her hand upon her stomach to soothe her aching bladder. Misty looked around the room, letting out a small gasp as she felt her panties becoming a bit warm and wet. She had to pee, right now. But...where? 1. In her panties, on her bed 2. Standing up, in her panties 3. In the toilet (barely) 4. On a laundry pile
  14. WOOP WOOP! WOOP WOOP! Excessive sink rate! VTOL up! VTOL up! Those were the sounds you heard emanating from the computer systems. You had narrowly avoided death after the spaceship you were on was destroyed by space pirates. Luckily, all escape pods on the station were built to look like hunks of scrap, so you escaped without being shot at. Of course, that didn't mean the danger was over. You were hurling down towards a nearby planet at a rather high speed, and the VTOL thrusters had failed. Hey, that's a neat spacesuit you got. What is it? (A) Bubbles - A thick spacesuit that can protect from the harshest of weather, but harder move in. (B) Skinny - A standard spacesuit. It's got a lot more... controls on it, per say. (C) Pajama - Based off the suit that some cosmonaut wore hundreds of years ago. (D) Animal - This suit is more ergonomic and flexible, but isn't as protective from physical harm. Well, that computer is still blaring. Should you try to reroute oxygen to the EOH (Emergency Output Holes) for thrust, or restart the VTOL (Vertical Take-Off and Landing) systems and hope you don't burn up before it restarts? Oxygen Remaining in Escape Pod: 5 minutes of air. Power Remaning in Escape Pod: 20 Bars. Restarting the VTOL system will consume 15 bars. P.S. Your suit choice WILL affect the game.
  15. Hello everyone. I know I'm still pretty new to this forum despite being here for more than a few months by now I think. I've tried to post some things to really get myself in here, but now I have an Idea that I think many people would like. In this thread, I'm going to structure my fiction like an adventure game, and anyone who is interested can suggest commands for the character to take on, and whichever are the more popular ones among the other readers, I will issue that command to the character and the story will play out for a while. I will try to keep this to a more worksafe type story, but if anyone suggests something that I would allow, and it does happen to be NSFW, I'll see what I can do. The story will start with a 9-13 year old boy in a very strict boarding school, where there will be very few chances to go to the bathroom, and rules with consequences that involve missing your next break or being forbidden from the bathroom until the next morning! If enough people seem interested, I will surely begin writing. If you're interested, please reply with how old you think the boy should be: 9,10,11,12, or 13!
  16. It's a fine morning in the village of Faytho. You rest uneasily on your bed, listening to the sound of birds chattering and barterers bickering at shopkeepers for a lower price. Today is the Market Festival, and your anxious to get your greedy hands on goods never before seen to these lands. You hop out of your bed, exposing your nude stature to your whole room to see, and look outside your window. Crowds of people from many different villages have arrived to buy things cheap to luxury. Your mouth drools for those imported goods, but that's not the only thing you could use right now; a good ol' morning piss... Select your character: Gavin Hothreen: Gender: Male, Height: 6.3, Age: 21, Interests: Forgery, Sparring, Farming Natillie Rays: Gender: Female, Height: 5.9, Age:18, Interests: Singing, Dancing, Art (I will explain combat tutorials, level up system, bladder mechanics, and other things when appropriate.)
  17. Ladies and gentlemen! Boys and girls! It's time for more, more omorashi adventures! The game I am proud to present today is the second commercial project of a promising doujin circle, CircleWC. That's right, commercial, so while they didn't aim at the western market, buying this game is a good way to thank them for their great job and give them an opportunity to improve even more than they did since their other commercial release called おもらしなんて、しないもんっ!~トイレに行けない少女たち~. Attention! This games, as many other Japanese games before it, requires your system locale for non-unicode programs to be set to Japanese. Whily technically you can run this game without changing your locale, it will cause multiple interface glitches that will make this game anything but pretty. So either change your system locale to Japanese (Control Panel, Clock, Language, and Region, Regional and Language Options, Administrative tab, then under Language for non-Unicode programs (System Locale), click Change system locale and reboot when prompted) or use whichever software you prefer (AppLocale, NTLEA) to give the game what it wants. The choice is yours. So, what is it all about? One day a pretty young conjurer named Karen took a trip to the castle. Her envoy was her childhood friend Yuuto, now a soldier. However, during the walk she needed a privacy break. "Just pee in the road. That's the way of the traveler." - "I won't make toilet OUTSIDE, yuck!" (Description shamelessly stolen from game's DLsite page) This is an RPG game that utilizes custom card battle system instead of normal combat system that Wolf RPG Editor offers out of the box. The plot is not linear; depending on how good Karen is at holding it in and meeting additional requirements, you might get into one of the branching routes and even unlock extra scenes! You can get this game from the usual place (once it goes through the usual procedure of being approved) or right here from this post, but if someone encounters some bugs or translation/spelling mistakes and reports them to me (and if you do encounter them, you must report them to me), the version in Downloads will be updated and this one will not. With all that said and done, let me talk about the translation itself a little bit. First things first: the engine. Wolf RPG Editor is quite a flexible tool that loosely reminds of RPG Maker 2000, except that it requires no RTP (all database files are getting packed into data.wolf file whether you like it or not) and is completely free. The things that you usually do with Ruby scripts in RPG Maker are sharing the same database with normal events in Wolf, and trust me, it's not a good thing. Normal Wolf project has about 30 common events to set its inner workings up. To create the beautiful card game system that you're about to enjoy, CircleWC had to utilize over 200 events that cross-link with each other on multiple levels. As opposed to a (maybe) complex, but single linear script. You can do amazing things with Wolf (just look at that 30 minutes game!), but the same thing could be done in RPG Maker with four to five times less events/scripts. Then there's databases. User, variable and system database. Once you get to the gameplay part, press C and look at these cards lined up next to each other, with detailed explanations written above them. These explanations. They were the hardest challenge I had to face. No matter where I looked, I couldn't find where these values were stored. They had to be stored in User database, but they weren't! But as I was about to give up (we've been waiting for Aoi Kurage's Hamuko game back then, so it wasn't even a project), the help came from my diligent playtester (and close friend) Hayate. She found the lines I couldn't find by simply opening the User database file in notepad, so they were really there. But where? I checked everything! Step by step, line by line we found the data that was supposed to be around of what we were looking for, and there, in a tiny string window lost among many other windows that looked the same and had a generic system name, we found it. Card description started with an empty string! No wonder I couldn't find it amongst unused pieces of database. That day was a celebration day. Then the actual interface. I was surprised by the amount of things that I thought were images but turned out to be text entries that can be edited, but there's a limit of how far this could go. The travel interface was mostly based on pictures. If you want to see what it originally looked like, you can check the DLsite page (and buy the game like a good magician). So thank you, Rainyday, for editing these pictures before this project was even a thing! So now you can enjoy this game to the fullest. I know I did. Upd: approval approved, confirmation confirmed. Download
  18. Reine Sevia

    Fate/Holy Genesis

    Fate/Holy Genesis --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 1: Genesis It was peaceful night, so it had seemed. The night was silent and the wind blew softly in the air. Some could say it was too peaceful, but supernatural events were plaguing this city known as, Fuyuki. Lately, there had been numerous deaths of people in random areas of the city. These people had the oddest wounds. Some had been pierced by some sort of great weapon while some were sliced in half or poisoned. One could say it was supernatural. The public rolled these murders by saying it was homicide because the supernatural doesn't exist. Little did they know that there was a bigger picture that they were missing. That's when the silence of the night broke when a large red barrier engulfed part of the city. Inside this barrier, stood two young males gazing at each other. One of the males wore a mask with only one eye hole. The mask also had strange symbols and carvings as if some one long ago put ancient writing onto it. The other male had white spiked hair with tan skin and yellow eyes. Inside this barrier, it had seemed time had stopped and they were the only ones moving inside this space. Only one question remained. What was the purpose of this barrier? "A bounded field. Are you the one who set this up?" The white haired male spoke up. "Yes, I set this barrier up. I came here to kill you, not to have a chit-chat. I'm low on time right now... so I suggest you prepare yourself. I don't wanna kill you without the clashing of our weapons." The mask man shouted as he revealed on his right hand a strange red marking. The marking then glowed as a strange black lightning-curved sword appeared into his hand. "Ahh! You must be the Genesis Killer, Siege. I shall introduce myself! My name is Kasai Ichiga!" The male then examined Siege's weapon then began to talk once more, "Hmmm... I recognize your weapon. It is the, Keris mpu Gandering. So you are indeed the Genesis Killer. Since you brought the field up just for me, I will accept your duel. The only thing is... I won't be the one dying here tonight." The white haired male smiled as he too showed his strange marking and summon a flaming sword to his side. In a blink of an eye, Siege rushed towards him with great speed and clashed with the flaming sword. Kasai and Siege then began to clash swords with each other before pushing themselves back a few feet. A grin came across Siege's face while his sword engulfed in a blackish glow. "Black Extinction!" Siege shouted as he sliced his sword in a forward motion. As soon as he did this a large crescent shockwave rushed towards Kasai. The shockwave hit the flaming sword before being sliced in half and exploding on both sides. Dust covered the area for a brief moment before dissipating and revealing Siege reading his black bow and using his sword as a arrow. "No... way... you have-" Kasai was interupped by Siege fired his sword as it hit Kasai dead on into the chest. Siege then rushed forward and knocked the sword further in his chest. This created a chain reaction and dark energy released and slowly made its way into his body. Kasai's eyes turned black while Siege chuckled. "Yes, I have two weapons. Actually, I have more than two! I have a total of five! So either way, you were going to die before we even fought! I would of prolonged this further, but I have places to be." "In...human... wielding five weapons... its impossible..." Kasai said with a restrained voice. Siege chuckled as he slowly walked away from Kasai, "Fools shall die as fools." Siege then snapped his fingers as the darkness inside his body exploded him into ash. Siege then stopped and clenched his fist while he watched his barrier slowly fade away from the sky. "If I have to become a murderer for your sake... I will. I will do whatever it takes to win this war even if it means staining my hands with blood." Siege then made his weapon disappeared as he walked down the street and disappeared into the shadows. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Wake up, Kurai! Wake up!" The sound of a pestering child's voice filled the air. "Avalon... its not even time for school yet. Why are you waking me up at this hour?" The young man in bed sighed and rubbed his eyes. Avalon bit her lip, "Well, you take forever to get ready! Plus, your supposed to walk me to school!" Avalon nagged in her childish voice. "Uggg!" Kurai let out a moan before lightly pushing her off the bed before getting out of bed himself. He then yawned as he slowly fixed his black spiky hair in the mirror. Avalon then got up from the ground and looked at him with her cute and innocent red eyes. "That was mean, Kurai!" Avalon's expression changed from sad to mad. Kurai sighed as he slowly put on his black school uniform and fasted his neck tie. He then pat his sister on the head and smiled, "I'm sorry. I'm just a bit tired that's all." He then began to stroke her green hair before remembering he had to walk her to school. Kurai quickly made breakfast for him and his sister before rushing out the door with a biscuit in his mouth. "I will pick you up around 3 when I get out of school. I will meet you at the gate of your school to walk you home." Kurai told Avalon. Avalon smiled as she then noticed a strange red mark on his right hand,"Hey, Kurai... what's that strange thing on your hand?" Avalon asked him as she pointed to the strange red mark on his hand. Kurai analyzed it and came to a conclusion, "Maybe its just a scratch when I woke up this morning. It should heal in a day or so. There is no need to worry." That's when a girl appeared in front of Kurai. She wore a rather revealing attire under a black trench coat and red scarf consisting of a blue bikini top, short blue Jean shorts, and for an odd reason, no shoes. Her hair was flaming red kept cut close to her head, in a very high and tight style while still maintaining a feminine look. Her eyes were fierce green, with a glint in her eye that could lead any man to his death. She then revealed her left hand which had a strange symbol of a cross and nails on the sides and bottom of it. The symbol then glowed as the surrounding area and sky turned crimson. "Who are you? What is going on?" "My name is Aeleif Dullahan... you won't be alive much longer so I really had no need to give my name. So prepare yourself!" The girl told him as her symbol glowed once more before a medium size yellow spear appeared in her hand. She than spun it around rapidly before getting into her fighting stance. What.. is happening... what is going to happen to me.... am I going to die? --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Well I need to add onto this part of the chapter, but I'm stuck and don't know how to bring out my idea ;-;
  19. Lisk

    [E][HL] Nyo Time

    Version 1.1

    1,726 downloads

    Waking up early in the morning, having a breakfast, going to the school, spending time with friends and coming back home. The happy and peaceful life that repeats itself over and over again. But how real it is? Everything has to end someday. For better or worse, but it has to. I, Hashida Naoya, an ordinary high school student, was caught in a day that refuses to let me go or move forward. Now I’m working with a time-travelling witch girl to break free from this golden cage. She has almost everything ready, but there is one last ingredient for her magic that I must obtain by myself. What could it be in this kind of a game? This is a quest/adventure kind of game, there won't be any combat and the game itself is pretty short. Kirika-san estimated the game length to be around one to two hours, and it's quite accurate, depending on how exploring you feel. There are two endings and two ways of getting them, as well as a secret scene that leads to game over and a regular one. The game relies mostly on common resources, but it has a great story, brobably the most touching one I've seen in these games. Check it out, you won't be disappointed. Produced by: Kirika Game engine: Wolf RPG Editor Requires Japanese system locale, otherwise the text will look messy. Refer to the last screenshot to see how it's done.

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  20. Yo! Bet you guys forgot about me for a bit, right? It's been a while since I last posted anything on this site, that much is for sure. I decided that rather than putting all the content warnings in this opening author note, it might be better to make them all tags instead. As you can see, though, that got out of hand prety quickly... there's fifrteen of those fuckers because of it, and that's just all the basic stuff - it doesn't cover any of the other pairings which will take place should this story last long enough. And to top it all off, all I have to show for it so far is a complete list of eye powers on Deviant Art and a really short prologue... but I should have more sometime soon. I'm slowly removing the roadblocks which have prevented me from writing recently, one at a time. Anyway, without further ado, go ahead and read the prologue! Breaking the Cycle Prologue: That Which Cannot Be Replaced “Big sis! Our clan is being attacked! We’re being wiped out one after another!” The sound of metal seamlessly slicing through wood rang through the summer air as the double-edged katana in my right hand cleaved one of the solid wood targets set up in the Takamachi clan’s courtyard in two. The top half slid down the diagonal cut until it fell to the ground with a loud thud, the noise briefly drowning out the constant harmonious song of the cicadas in the trees which made up the area’s perimeter. “They just killed Mom!” “They killed Mom?! How did they even— no, it doesn’t matter! Take me to them right now! I’ll crush them all before they even notice I’m there!” The memories burned into my brain gave me strength as I reversed the blade’s direction to make a second horizontal slice through the target made out of a section of thick tree trunk. My blade cut through it so swiftly that the top section which got severed didn’t move even a centimeter, but instead simply fell straight down into place so perfectly that it would be next to impossible for most people to even tell that there were two separate pieces. “Mom was killed in a one on one battle! The one who did it is too strong for even you to handle! Their partner is on his way here as we speak, and his energy is even bigger than the one who took mom out!” “I don’t care how strong they are! I can’t let them get away with—” “They’re after you, sis! Mom died trying to keep them from getting to you! If you let yourself get captured or killed, her death will have been in vain! You have to escape!” With a roundhouse kick too swift for the average person’s eyes to follow, my left foot sent the top piece of the trunk flying into one of the trees to my right, the impact causing the birds in that tree to fly away in terror. The tree itself cracked internally at the point of contact until the tree itself fell down into the courtyard, unable to support its own weight. Yui… I won’t let you end up like mom or the rest of our clan. I used the momentum of my kick to pivot on my other foot until I’d done a full rotation and once more stood facing what was left of my target. I jumped high into the air, easily eclipsing the height of the Takamachi clan’s two-floor complex until I could see the streets around it without any obstruction. As I began to descend, I swung the identical blade in my left hand downwards in a vertical arc with such force that I began to roll through the air like a swiftly spinning wheel of death. No matter what it takes… My left sword bisected the trunk cleanly in half from above so violently that both halves were forced backwards by the wind current that my overhead strike had generated. As my rotation came to a halt and my blade once again faced the sky, my feet landed in the spots where the two halves of my makeshift target were mere moments before, planted on either side of a gash in the earth beneath me created by the wind and my sword. No matter who I have to kill… I rushed forward, pivoting on the ground right as I got within striking distance of my next target: the tree in the center of the courtyard which towered over all of the trees along the perimeter. This tree was far thicker than all the others, to the point that cutting it down in a single slashing attack would be impossible. It struck me as quite the symbolic target, considering one of my opponents was strong enough to kill my mother, whom I’d never been able to defeat in a sparring match even once. No matter what kind of insurmountable obstacles stand in my way… As I spun around, my glossy black hair whipping around in the air and covering a lot of my gaze, I swung the sword in my right hand so close to the one in my left that my palms actually brushed against one another. My blade cut through a bit over a fourth of the trunk before me with ease. But before the gap my strike had created could even be narrowed a millimeter, my left sword passed through it fully extended and charged with electrical energy which increased my range and cutting power, slicing through the other half of the trunk of the tree as if it were butter. As the tree I’d kicked part of my last target into did, this one began to fall inwards. Within a few seconds, it would fall onto me and crush me under its weight. Given that the energy which flowed throughout my body enhanced my body’s durability, this wouldn’t even be enough to break my bones, but if I just let it fall onto me, it would take out a not insignificant portion of the Takamachi clan’s complex with it. And it was quite possible that there were people in my friend’s clan in that part who would get killed as a result. I swear I’ll save you… But before it even dipped to a seventy degree angle with the ground, the manifestation of my energy, will and hatred materialized around me, stopping the tree in its tracks with its massive hands that only I could see. My blackish violet Divine Avatar gripped the tree and set it right back on its stump with such precision and gentleness that it did not fall again once it let go and the astral body dematerialized. Even if the price for doing so is my life itself. I sheathed my swords in their scabbards at my waist before placing my hands on the tree at the place where I’d cut it in two. I sent a portion of my energy into the tree, using it to make the stump and severed trunk slowly connect themselves back together. As I did, I remembered what my little sister said to me right before I made my escape that night one week prior. “You’re more important than the entire rest of our clan! You need to survive, even if no one else does! You’re the only one of us who can’t be replaced, sis!” Once I finished repairing the tree, I lowered my hands, beginning to walk off towards the exit to get a drink before coming out to train again. As I did, I began to reply to the what my younger sister had said to me. “That’s just it, Yui… to me, you’re the one thing that can’t be replaced. That’s why I’ll do everything in my power to save you, even if it costs me my own life as a result.” Because to me, your life is far more precious than my own. That’s what being your big sister means… I have to protect you at all costs, even if it means putting myself at risk. I didn’t have much time left before it’d be too late. Sooner rather than later, I knew I needed to start looking into the people who took her… but I needed to make sure I could beat them first. So for the time being, all I could do was train… and try to master as much of my newly unlocked power as possible. Because I knew that if I just charged in as I was now, there’d be no way in hell I’d stand even a ghost of a chance. Fun fact: this is one of the only installments in the entire first story arc that will be written from Kiriko's perspective. Most scenes will be written from perspectives of either observers of fights or the ones who will lose the fights in the chapter. Anyway, not really much to say about this. If you're interested in learning about the eye powers in this AU and who will get each of them, I'll direct you to this Deviant Art Journal which explains them all in great detail, save for the one which is intentionally not revealed for major spoiler reasons. Also, for those who read my other story, Asuna's Descent into Diaperhood, be advised that it will not be abandoned, nor will its sequel be... although my EoS story is in fact dead for now at the very least. Other than that, there's not really a lot to go over. See you in chapter one!
  21. ambivaalen

    Moving Forward

    This story is 4 years old. I started writing it when i was 18 and have recently looked at continueing it. It also looks like i did have an account under my original name at some point (ambivaalense). But it appears that it only went so far as chapter 8 back then. Since then it has expanded... There are typos that i have yet to fix. Anyway; my contribution ^^. --------- Alexandyre was finally on the road. The road to anywhere and everywhere and with no intention of going back to the place called home. He had worked for a full year, living at home to save up as much money as he could and eventually bought the motorcycle he was now riding. The bike was a commando-green Russian motorcycle from the end of the Cold War and attached to its side was a matching sidecar, which was the reason he bought it; because everything is an adventure when you're on a motorcycle with a sidecar. And now, at 19 years of age, he sped down the open road to his future and despite the fact that it was midnight, pitch black outside and pooring down buckets of rain, it seemed very bright. So on he road, unto and through a mountain roads, going with the many twists and turns, when, through this awefull weather he saw the red break lights of a vehicle come into view. Drawing closer he could almost make out what seemed to be a truck of some type, yet before there was any chance to confirm it, he was interrupted by a rather loud screech as the possible-truck sped off like a bat out of hell. Thinking the driver might of hit a dear or something of the sort, Alex slowly deaccelerated and strained his eyes, however as he drew closer and closer, he found himself more and more surprised. Pulling off to the side of the road and coming to a halt, Alex got off his bike. Before him laid a women, drenched from the rain, almost artistically strewn on the ground. Unlike him, she was not wearing any heavy clothing fit for this weather, no, she was wearing a long white skirt with a matching white T-shirt. Her clothes clung to her slim figure. Two scraped and bleeding knees allowed him to guess that she had been thrown out of the vehicle. She still had yet to notice Alex, sobbing into her hands. Standing before her, Alex waited in silence, waiting for her to notice him, as it was not his wish to surprise her, not knowing what traumatic ordeal she had just been thrown out of. When she finally realized that there was a mysterious figure standing before her, she quickly recoiled in fear, her vibrant green eyes wide. He couldn't really blame her for being afraid, as his figure must have looked less than welcoming. Alex was a rather tall guy, 6'1 with a slim, yet semi masculine build, wearing a black riding jacket with drenched jeans, black boots, round riding goggle around his neck and black hair that flatly drooped almost passed his ears and at that moment, like her, his skin was a shade of ghostly white due to the terribly cold weather. Both within the spotlight of the motorcycles headlight, they simply stared at each other for a moment. He stared as kindly as he could into her beautiful, yet scared, green eyes and she stared into his cold, yet welcoming, gray eyes. After a few seconds Alex noticed that her lower lip had ceased its quivering and she no longer looked so scared. Figuring that she had finally gotten used to his presence he reached his hands down to her, offering to help her up. However, in that moment that had passed, it was not that she was getting used to his presence, but that she herself had a realization. Life had beaten her down and tossed her aside and now there was this scary figure with welcoming eyes standing before her. This figure before her was either her savior, or the last torment that she would endure from life, yet in that she found comfort, taking this guys hands would mean her final end, or her long awaited new beginning; no matter what, she was close to the light at the end of the tunnel. And with that she took his hands and was lifted to her feet. Now face to face, Alex offered forth the first words since their paths connected. " Yo... I'm that good thing that everybody wishes for when alot of bad things happen to them..." In response the girl gave the slightest of nods and started walking in the opposite direction. Alex was dumbfounded, for he had never thought that she would choose freezing to death over riding on the same motorcycle with him. This feeling of surprise quickly subsided as he realized that she was just picking up a paper bag that was no more than ten feet away. Once back at the bike she tucked it into the sidecar, next to Alex's single piece of luggage, then climbed onto the back of the motorcycle. Before Alex mounted his bike he took off his jacket and handed it to the girl, who took it but looked back at him confused. To this he simply responded, " I'm half Russian, it'll take much colder weather to cause me any real trouble." Seeing that she still hesitated in putting it on he added in, " Come on, the sooner you put that on and we get out of here; the sooner we get to some where warm to stay for the night." Finally she put it on and Alex got onto the bike, started it up, and told her to hang on tight. She did hang on tight, with her arms wrapped around Alex' torso their two bodies were pressed together and within a fleeting Alex could not help but realize that this girl was certainly not flat chested. Of course this thought was quickly dismissed as the cold wind continued to bite at his face and torso. To their luck, it only took about 20 minutes to find the nearest Inn and get a room. The Inn itself was a pretty nice place; it looked old, but incredibly well taken care of. Once in their room they set down their luggage, which consisted of my backpack and wet paper bag, as well as whatever was in it. Then they just stood there, both thinking, "what now?" The answer was clear so Alex piped up... " We need to get out of these wet clothes...Now all the clothes in my bag are probably soaked and i'm just ganna guess that its the same for your bag and whatever is in it, so.." As he spoke he walked over to the closet and pulled out two large blankets, handing one to the girl. " So, here ya go, i'll change out after you" he said as he motioned to the open bathroom door. With another slight nod she took the towel and walked over to her paper bag and bent over to pick it up. Now, Alex is no pervert, but this girl was just too beautiful not to stare at. Anyway, when she bent over he noticed something that surprised him quite a bit, he could swear that he could see the outlines of a very bulging adult diaper. He's not a nosy guy so he decided to just put it from his mind and act like he saw nothing, after all this gal certainly didn't need anything more on her plate to worry about. Then just as she walks toward the bathroom, bag in hand, it rips. The wet paper bag splits right down the middle and its contents fall out. A quick glance shows Alex that it's a package of molicare diapers and a bottle of baby powder. It was clear that she was trying very hard to hold it together as she picked up the items and walked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. If there is one thing that mattered to Alex it's to be understanding, and this situation was no exception for this personality trait of his. After about 5 minutes the girl came out of the bathroom and Alex proceeded in. Within 10 minutes they were sitting at small table in the room, drinking instant coffee. She was still very quiet, so Alex broke the silence with an introduction. "Hi, my name is Alexandyre Shrader and I have had my share of lifes harsh moments to know that you probably don't want to talk about it, so how bout we just get some sleep. I'll sleep on the floor, you can have the bed." With that he got up, went over to the bed, tossed one of the pillows on the ground next to the bed, then layed down on his back staring at the ceiling and when he was about to close his eyes, the girl said her first words for the whole evening... " My name is Lucy and... Thank you..." Chapter 2 Alex ended up waking up pretty early due to the fact that the room was freezing cold. It was no surprise to for him to find out that the heating unit was turned off, since it did not occur to him last night to turn it on, so he turned it on. This, however reminded him that they had wet clothing that needed drying, so with that he gathered up all the wet clothing and headed out to find somewhere in the Inn to dry the clothing. After a good ten minutes he managed to find the wash and dry facilities and then proceeded to load his clean clothing into the dryer, and his, as well as her dirty clothing into the washing machine. That being done, he headed back to their room to try and catch a little more sleep. As he entered the room he could hear that the shower was on and could see that Lucy was no longer in bed, which was probably a good thing, as he had been walking around in his very same damp boxer briefs from last night. Just as he was about to fetch a blanket, the bathroom door opened and Lucy came out. With a towel wrapped around her and a diaper on, she walked out of the bathroom and there Alex was, stopped in his tracks and clearly stunned. She Just kinda stood there, staring at him staring at her. Her wet brunette hair came a bit past her shoulders, her face and body were no longer ghostly white and nor were her lips purple, but instead she was more full of life and color, not altered by freezing cold weather. But it was her eyes that Alex could not help but look into; those magically green eyes. All this was a bit much was a bit much for him, and he could feel himself starting to get that feeling down below. She noticed almost immediately and this time she was the one to break the silence... " You're not too bad lookin yourself." she commented with a smile as she walked past him over to the small table. Alex was kind of surprised, as he did not know if she would talk at all today and if she did, he did not expect something like that. Alex then turned and walked over to the table to sit opposite of her and could not help but smirk a bit as he saw several small bottles of many different types of liquor in the middle of the table. He could not help but think to himself, " Well, that explains alot..." He let out a short chuckle as he sat down. "So, what do we have here?" Asked Alex as he picked up a few different bottles and looking at them. However, half way through inspecting the third bottle Lucy replied to his question... " Are you old enough to drink?" She teased while shooting him a grin and an overly suspicious look.. Alex, not realizing that she was just jokin with him, quickly countered, "Why of-ofcourse I AM!" She continued to eye him for a short moment.. "...Kind of ..." Alex finished, smirking a bit as Lucy returned a big smile and started laughing. She finally managed to stifle the last bit of laughter after about ten seconds. " You, know I was just teasin ya." She said in a very sweet tone, then continued with a deeper tone, " You look plenty manly from where im standing-I mean sitting..." Now Blushing a tiny bit, "How many of those, have you had?" Alex asked, motioning to the bottles in the middle of the table. She did not answer his question but instead put in, " Awe come now, dun go ruinin the fun. For a few hours we can be free of our worries and sorrows.... You're not going to tell me that I shouldn't or that it's unhealthy or something like that, are ya!?" Lucy whined, still speaking in her sweet, yet slightly inebriated voice. "Certainly not!" Alex replied in an exasperated manner as he stood up from his chair. "Well...It is unhealthy to some degree..." He continued, while walking over to his backpack. He reached into his backpack and pulled out... "Let this rather large bottle of..." He paused for a second, looking at the label "Rasberry Vodka be proof that I know my fair share about those worries and sorrows you speak of.. AND..." Now back at the table "In times like these, I think its just what the doctor ordered." : AFTER MANY DRINKS : ------ " Well, at age 20 I met this great guy, then we started living together and thats when he started getting a bit rough. From there things went down hill. Until about two weeks ago he was driving us home from the grocery store and he sped through a red light and that was the end of his Ford Crown Victoria. We were then sent to the nearest hospital where he spent one week and was out, and I spent two weeks. He got out almost totally unharmed; I got out with an damaged and altogether uncontrollable bladder. He found out in the truck while he was driving us home and that was it, he was done with me... He threw me out of the truck with nothing but the clothes I was wearing and my paper bag that I had received from the hospital. That's when you came along." Lucy finished up, tears brimming her eyes. "That's terrible... Just terrible..." Alex sputtered, yet before he could continue he was interrupted by her. "Yeah, pretty fucking harsh huh? Well at least it's over... The relationship with that bastard, at least..." After a long pause Lucy piped up, clearly trying to make an effort to cheer back up. "Well, now it's your turn motorcycle-sidecar-mystery-man." She barely managed the sentence. " Oh right..." Alex managed an uneasy smile... " My story is pretty simple; short really... really short." His uneasy smile disappeared "Yeah, my story is... Ah... Short lived" He once more managed a momentary uneasy smile, which only lasted for a moment and then disappeared, giving way to a much darker look on his face. "One day... I came home and I found my Dad, Mum, and twin brother dead... Shot to death." His voice wavered a bit as he said this and then he continued. " Mum and Dad died in their beds, both shot in the head while sleeping. My brother... He was awake when whoever did this arrived and was shot 4 times before he died... Aside from me, my sister also lived. We sold or gave away everything that was not of sentimental value and split the money from the house and life insurance down the middle. She went to live with her Fiance, he's a good man... And after the funeral, I left... Thats when I crossed paths with you..." For a full minute, which seemed to the two of them like an eternity, there was absolute silence. Just when neither of them could really take the silence anymore... It was interrupted by a hissing noise. At first they both looked at each other confused, then Lucy started to blush madly as she looked down and realized that her diaper was seriously wet, yet luckily it did not leak. She looked back up to see Alex beginning to stand up. "Where you off to?" Lucy inquired. "Need to pee." He replied "You should try wearing a diaper!" Lucy blurted out. "Oh, really?! And why is that." "Because then we could continue drinking and having a good time throughout the day without interruptions!" She said with a smile on her face. "I dunno... Will anything bad happen?" "You might enjoy it." She said, again with a big smirk on her face. Alex' expression looked uneasy, like he was looking for the inhibitions that the alcohol had weakened. But Lucy was not going to leave it to that; she got up out of her chair and walked to Alex, stopping a foot away... "Pleeaase!" " Oh come on now, that's not fair!" Alex said gesturing at her vibrant green eyes, her c-cup towel bound chest, and her rather well used diaper. " All is fair in love and war." She pined in. " Oh? And which one is this?" " War" Replied Lucy with a big smile. The understanding part of Alexandyre clicked in at this moment and he realized that she really didn't want to be the only one here in a diaper, that she must feel kinda out of place. Really, if it would make her that much happier, how could he refuse. Besides can't knock it till you try it... Right.... Alex thought... " In that case... I guess you've won." Alex relented with a smile to Lucy, who already had a diaper in hand. With that she went into action, she laid out the diaper on the bed and baby powdered it, then turned to Alex and said " Ok, i'm ganna turn around and you're going to take off your briefs, lay down on the diaper, and pull the front up, then I will tape it." Alex chimed in, "I am sure I am fully capable taping it up." To this Lucy quickly returned, " Trust me when i tell you that it is alot harder than it looks. Besides, why not let the pretty gal do part of the work." " Fine, well then turn around" Said Alex, and she did. So he did as told and she taped up the diaper nice and tight... " You're right, it really is not that bad." " See, no need to be a big baby about it!" laughed Lucy as she returned to her seat and Alex returned to his. Quickly swallowing the vodka that was in his mouth Alex retorted, " I most certainly was not!" " Ok ok, it was joke." Relented Lucy. They continued talking and drinking until they both passed out next to each other in bed. Chapter 3 Lucy was the first one to wake up and found herself amazed at the fact that her diaper had not yet leaked, yet even more surprised that was she by the fact that Alex was sleeping right next to her. It was in that moment that He then awoke and it took him a moment before he realized that this was not a dream. It was his splitting headache that tipped him off that he really had been spent the whole previous day drinking with this beautiful women. Course to him She was more than that now, she was Lucy, A girl he definantly could see himself really liking. Alex spoke first... " Lucy..." She immediately looked at him waiting for him to continue. " Your towel is loose... " Said Alex pointing at her overly exposed chest. Her eyes grew a bit wide with surprise and started making frantic movements to correct this, when she just stopped, something about Alex had caught her eyes. Then She spoke to Alex... " Alex..." This time it was his turn to look into her eyes, waiting for her to continue. " Your diaper is leaking..." With that they both simultaneously jumped out of bed and turned around; looking down they both realized that what the other had said was true. Lucy immediately went about fixing the problem, once again wrapping the towel around tightly around her and blushing madly as she was quite embarrassed. This embarrassment quickly subsided as she looked down at her chest and thought to herself, ' Well, they are perfect.' With a big grin on her face she then turned around to see Alex briskly walking around the room in his absolutely saturated diaper, his head darting back and forth as though he were looking for something. Lucy could not help but laugh. This of course caught Alex' attention. "This is not funny!" He proclaimed in a very loud but strained whisper. " Oh come on -" Said Lucy, putting a great deal of effort into trying to finish her sentence without breaking into another bout of laughter. " look at yourself! You can't tell me that it's not funny." Not having to give it much thought Alex returned, " Yeah well... Help me look for my briefs will ya." " OK, ok" Returned Lucy with a smirk on her face. Alex and Lucy looked around the room " They have got to be somewhere around he -" But Alex was cut off from finishing his sentence by his right foot that had ran into something. He looked down to see that he had just knocked over the bottle of vodka that he had apparently set down next to his chair; the remaining contents of the bottle quickly spilled onto the floor. "Damnit all!" cursed Alex. "What?" Asked Lucy, from inside the bathroom. "I just knocked over the Vodka and a lot spilled out onto the onto the floor before I could save it." Replied Alex. Lucy walked out of the bathroom with a roll of paper towels in hand. Ready to aid Alex in this disaster she walked over to him. He was standing near the site of the catastrophe with the bottle in hand, now with the cap back on, examining the damages; there was still one third of the bottle left. 'It could be much worse,' Alex thought to himself. " Oh shit!" exclaimed Lucy, as she went to try and dry the floor. "Really?! I thought you were only urinary incontinent." Joked Alex. "You're really going to regret makin fun of my having to wear diapers." Said Lucy, almost as though she felt sorry for Alex. "Yeah, i'm sorry that was in really bad taste..." He returned, feeling kinda bad for saying such a thing. "Yeah, again, sorry; that was re-" But Alex found himself interrupted as Lucy pulled her arm out from under the chair, no longer holding a wet paper towel, but hooked to her pointer finger, a soaked pair of boxer briefs... She stood back up, looking at Alex with pity in her eyes... " Aww, shit..." Proclaimed Alex... "Now that's just plain ironic..." Finished Alex, with a pained smile on his face. Lucy couldn't help but stifle a laugh or two for which she was about to apologize, but was cut off by Alex as he started chuckling to himself while shaking his head, "Well, I deserved that. Even though I'm not pleased with the situation, I certainly deserved it." After few seconds Alex piped up. "Ah that reminds me, our clothes are still in the Inn's washer and dryer down the hall." He then made for the door and just as he was about to open it... "Wait!" Belted out Lucy, in surprise. "You're going to go out there in nothing but an overly saturated diaper?!" " Yeah, I've never been one to care much about what other people think." Replied Alex in an informative manner. " Heck if some stranger who I will never see again gets a laugh or two off at my expense, thats their deal. Besides it's not like I have much of a choice." Then just as he was about to leave he stopped, "Then again, I'd rather not draw too much attention." So he walked over and grabbed a blanket to wrap himself in. With that, and a smile, he walked out of the room, shutting the door behind him. As he neared the Inn's laundry room, he heard a lot of snickering. He stopped and looked around, yet saw nobodies door open, nor anyone around. As he turned back towards the laundry room he discovered the source of laughter. There, outside the laundry room entrance, stood a group of 6 teenagers, two of them with their arms full of clothing, yet not just any clothing, but His and Lucy's clothing. Their eyes were all wide with surprise... " I think that you have my friend and I's clothing there in your arms." Spoke Alex, motioning to the two individuals holding their clothing. However instead of responding, they just began laughing hysterically. Now one would think that laughing that hard would make it hard to run away, but these guys certainly weren't affected as they turned on their heels and zoomed off, granted two or three of them had to use the wall to keep from stumbling as they ran down the long hallway and eventually out into the lobby. Alex could have pursued them, but it would have been difficult and there was not much he could have done when he caught them. After all, he was not about to beat up some teenagers over some prank. These thoughts went through his mind as he walked into the laundry room to see if they accidentally left anything. Sure enough, there was a... Alex picked it up and looked at the label. " 'C-cup Victoria Secret "Very Sexy® NEW! Secret Embrace™ push-up bra' " Alex read out loud... Well, Alex thought, he had to agree with the people at Victoria Secret. This purple bra would Certainly look sexy on Lucy. Course he couldn't imagine why she would need it, after all, as far as he could tell she was extremely blessed with ample *cough* but rather perky *cough* breasts. As he walked back down the hall to their room he could not help but let his thoughts stray to her vibrant green eyes. However his thoughts were then interrupted by the sound of distant laughter behind him. He turned around to see the some of the clothing snatchers lookin at him through the glass door of the lobby. Man they were really gettin a kick out of him. 'Apparently the joke ain't over' Alex thought and chuckled to himself. Alex entered the room and shortly after, Lucy came out of the bathroom, having taken a shower and re diapered herself. Without bothering to say anything Alex walked over to her and handed to her the only surviving garment from his expedition. "Where is everything else?" Inquired Lucy. "Short story even shorter..." started Alex, taking a breath before continuing. "Our clothes were stolen by a group of teens who thought it was the funniest thing in the world..." He said as he lay the blanket back on the bed. "Ok, well then what exactly are we going to do? This is a joke I would rather not be at the end of." Commented Lucy. " No worries, I'll think of something, I always think of something." Alex said, then frowned. "But first, I really need to get out of this diaper and take a shower." That being said, Alex walked into the bathroom and shut the door. Once finished with his shower Alex found himself confronted with another problem... "Ah, Lucy..." Spoke Alex from the door. "Yes?" Replied Lucy sweetly "I have a bit of a problem." "I know, the solution is already spread out on the bed and powdered. I'll turn around and turn back around to help you tape." Said Lucy "Well actually, I was ganna ask you to pass me the vodka briefs." Said Alex in a slightly hesitant manner as he came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around him. He walked passed the slightly horrified looking Lucy and picked up his vodka soaked briefs up from the ground. Lucy finally spoke up as he was just about to put them on. "Where is your common sense?" Questioned Lucy. Stepping into his boxer briefs and about to pull them up, "You know, if there is one thing I have found, it's that common sense is not that common." He replied as he pulled up the briefs and then proceeded to take off the towel. Lucy still had a slightly horrified look on her face as she watch Alex walk back to the bathroom to return the towel. he was about half way when he stopped in his tracks. His face went from 'know-it-all grin' to an 'Oh, what have I done' frown. Lucy couldn't help but burst out in laughter as she stood up from the bed, walked the two steps over to the momentarily stunned Alex and leaned over so her face was right next to his. "I'll bet that kinda burns" She chided. "Just as stupidity of this level only should." Was Alex' response. Satisfied, Lucy shoved Alex toward the bed and turned around. With one action he pulled off the briefs and jumped out of them, then situated himself on the diaper and signaled Lucy that he was ready for her aid. Lucy turned around and was about to tape it up... " You know, it would probably help your irritated skin to put a bit more baby power down there." Lucy said in a 'for your own good' sort of way. "Yeah, you're probably right; you wanna hand it here." He replied while holding out his hand. "Why not let me do the honors" Piped in Lucy "Oh" Returned Alex, with a raised eyebrow. "Yeah, you've seen me half naked, why not return the favor." She said with a smile "Besides, I'll probably make less of a mess with the powder; been using it longer." She added with a wink. "Well when you put it that way..." Said Alex with a smile as he plopped on his back and started staring at the ceiling, giving her free reign. "That's quite a 'tool' you've got there." Commented Lucy with raised eyebrows as she finished up the powdering. "I'll bet you were really popular in high school." She said with a grin to Alex as she finished taping up. "Nope, never got far enough to do the deed. Everyone who wanted to gossiped too much or was involved in a bunch of high school drama. Gosh those are two things that I hate. I can't stand it when people talk behind each others backs, so really I steered clear of most people in high school. Most social interaction that I got was through a bunch of jokes and pranks because they thought that I was shy." Alex chuckled as he said this. "Boy were they wrong." Finished Alex as he got to his feet with a smile on his face. "Speaking of jokes...I would love to hear your plan for how we come out on the winners end of this prank." Lucy said, gesturing to their lack of clothing. "There isn't much I love more than showing jokesters who their Jokin with." Said Alex with a smile. He continued "We road into this place in pretty poor condition. I think we should ride out of here on that chariot like a god and goddess, in the Greek sense." Lucy watched, still a bit confused, as Alex walked over to the closet and pulled out two big white sheets. "Oh jesus." Was all Lucy could say through a big grin as she shook her head back and forth. Alex turned towards her with an equally big grin "Oh yes..." he said and then pointed to his backpack, " In the front pocket there is a small emergency box, inside there should be a needle and thread." ----------- 15 MINUTES LATER -------------- Lucy and Alex stood opposite each other admiring their work. "These Toga' are either pure brilliance, or absolute madness!" Mused Lucy "I like to think it's a mixture of both, ending in not but pure awesome." Proudly exclaimed Alex. "By the way you truly look like a goddess." He added. " And you, like some mighty Greek ruler." Returned Lucy. Packing all their things to leave was easy, all Alex had to do was get the bottle of Vodka and put it back in his backpack. Lucy stood by the door with the heavily taped together paperback in hand. Alex was surprised however, when he was putting the vodka into his bag and checking to make sure that nothing, save for his clothing, was missing. He was surprised by the fact that aside from his metal box that was at the bottom of his back pack, which he checked to make sure nothing was missing from, there was Lucy's purple bra, and all that was left from the mini bar wrapped in a towel. Pleased, he then zipped up his backpack and took it up by its top most handle, joining Lucy at the door. As they entered the hallway Alex could not help but comment with a chuckle, " you really took that Greek goddess thing serious." Lucy gave a big smile at him before replying, "Wearing a damp bra can be about as irritating as a wet diaper." Alex, remembering that his vodka briefs were still in the room on the floor, left a big tip before they left. As they exited the Inn, they noted their fortune as the day was a sunny one and they truly did fit the picture. The group of six guys who had pranked them were still waiting around, probably to get another big laugh at the guy and gal who's clothes they had taken. They were actually leaning on the fence next to Alex' chariot. While Alex and Lucy walked over to the bike, all this group could do was stare in surprise, half of them even had their mouths open. Alex and Lucy put their respective bags in the side car and mounted their his chariot. However just before they rode off on the motorcycle, Alex stopped, turned to the group, which still had the clothes at their feet, and said one sentence. "Can't touch this." And then they sped off on the motorcycle leaving the group of boys to simply stare in awe. About half a mile later Alex pulled off to the side of the road because it was dangerous to drive when they were laughing so hard. Once they got a hold of themselves they were back on the road Lucy posed a question to which she was curious of the answer. "So, Alex, what is in that metal box at the bottom of your bag? I'm just curious." Alex thought for a moment before responding, then he did... "Ten thousand dollars, as I did not know when I would next have access to my money, which is in a bank account in Switzerland." Lucy was a little blown back by this, as she thought his leaving was more spontaneous, not so planned. "Wow you really planned out this mysterious vacation of yours." Lucy added in. "Actually, my hand was kinda forced by the death of my parents and my brother. The truth is, this is not just a vacation, because I don't really intend to go back." There was a pause before Alex spoke again... "Lucy, I was wondering, do you have anything to do or anywhere to go?" Lucy was a bit sad at hearing this question, as she had really enjoyed meeting Alex...She tried hard not to sound sad when she spoke "No.. I- I don-" Alex interrupted quickly, finishing her sentence, "Don't? Because if thats the case then I- well it's been a lot of fun and i don't -" Alex was having severe trouble finding a way to phrase it and not stuttering in the process, until he finally just blurted out, " Wanna be my sidekick in this adventure? I mean cus everything is an adventure when you have a motorcycle with a sidecar." Lucy was really happy to hear that their time together was not over. " Why can't you be the sidekick and I the main character?" She replied. Alex responded quickly, " That's cool, as long as I get to be the one driving the motorcycle." At this point they were both smiling, happy that their adventure was not over yet... And it certainly wasn't....
  22. gargoyleguy

    Finn and Jake Caught

    Finn slowly came to. He groggily opened his eyes, but his vision was out of focus. The world felt like it was spinning, and his head pounded. His vision slowly cleared, and he saw he was in an ice prison. He tried moving, but couldn't. Looking down he saw he was tied to a sturdy wood chair with rope."What the flip?" He said. He then heard a grunt to his left, and turned that way, and saw Jake tied up just like he was. Finn stretched out one of his free legs, and kicked his friend's chair. "Jake." He said. "Finn, don't leave your dirty underwear on the floor," he moaned. "Jake!!" This time Finn kicked harder, enough to rock Jake's chair a little. "Huh!? What's going on? Finn what happened to us?" "I don't know, but from where we are I'd say the Ice King had something to do with it. Quick Jake stretch us out of here." Jake tried as hard as he could, but barely got a ripple. "I can't man, the Ice King must have given me something, I can barely move at all." Finn then tried himself, wriggling around, trying to loosen the ropes, it did no good though, they were too tight. Finn then tried the next idea he had. "Ice King! Ice King! Come here right now and untie us you butt!" Jake then joined in. "Heeellloooo! That stuff you gave me didn't work, I'm going to stretch out of here and break something expensive." The only response was their own voices echoing back to them in the ice chamber. All the struggling Finn did had woken up his body more, and he felt an uncomfortable, and familiar feeling in his lower belly. "Jake, I have to pee pretty bad." "Oh, well look around, there should be a toilet in here somewhere." They both looked around, and found it in seconds. "There it is man, just go over there, and let it flow." "But my hands are tied up, I won't be able to do anything when I get there." "I'll just have to help you out then, come on." They then started sliding their chairs over to the ice bowl. Each shock from the movement of the chairs made Finn's bladder pressure rise painfully. Finn got in position first, standing up with the chair on his back. It was heavier than it looked. Jake slid in next, facing away so his hands could reach the front of Finn's pants. Finn's hands started to tremble with the exhaustion of the chair's weight. "Hurry up, I'm getting tired." "I'm going as fast as I can Finn, I can't see what I'm doing." Jake blindly reached, and pinched Finn's leg hard. Finn yelled out, and fell over. Jake was holding on and fell along with him. They both landed in a pile with Jake on top. The extra weight only made Finn's bladder hurt more. They slowly managed to get upright again, and slid back to the front of the cell.Now facing each other to make talking easier. "You'll just have to hold it I guess." Finn moaned in pain. "I don't know how ling I can Jake." About a half hour later, and Finn's desperation doubled. He was shifting in his chair a little now, and squeezing his legs together tightly. Every once in a while he would grunt with the effort of it all. To him, it felt like there was a dull fire in his belly now. The bladder itself felt heavy, and throbbing for relief. Sweat now appeared on his face, and slowly trickled down. He closed his eyes every so often to concentrate on holding it more. Sometimes he looked over his shoulder at the toilet longingly knowing he couldn't use it even if he wanted to. When he did look at it his crotch ached. Jake could only sit, and watch, not knowing what to do at all, he was getting very worried about his friend now, wanting to help, but knowing he could do nothing useful. Finn then felt a tickle in his throat, and coughed without thinking about it, but doing that caused him to lose control for a second. He felt a tiny bit of urine escape him, and drip into his briefs. He felt the warm, wetness soak into them, and looked down, blushing. Jake could smell what had happened, and started brainstorming, trying to come up with a way out of there. Meanwhile, Finn flew into hysterics after his leak, and started yelling. "Ice King! If you come let us out right now, I'll tell you how to get all the princesses you want!!" "Finn, you can't do that." "I know, I'm sorry, it just hurts so much. I don't know if I can make it." Jake then noticed a glimmer, and looked, seeing something on the table outside. "Finn! look over there!" "What is it?" They looked closer and saw it was the key to the cell. "It's the key, isn't it Jake." "I think so." "How do we get it?" Finn said with excitement, his bladder lurching painfully in reaction to it. Just then a penguin walked in to the room. "Where did he come from?" "I guess he heard me yelling. You! Get that key! Bring it to us.!" "On the table, right there!" The penguin did slowly climb on the table, and strolled right to the key, and picked it up. Finn felt another wave of excitement roll over him, making his bladder contract. He lost control again, and felt another leak squirt out of him, re-wetting his underwear. He felt it, gasped in shock, and squeezed his legs together tightly to stop the flow. "Now bring it here." Jake finished. The penguin looked at the key slowly turning it over in it's grasp, and then threw it out the nearby window. Finn, and Jake looked on with their mouths wide open. "Waa." The penguin said, as it hopped off the table, and left them alone again. Finn squealed in frustration and pain. "Don't worry Finn, there's more than one way out of here." "But it has to be soon. I can't hold it much longer Jake." But the scent of pee wafting from Finn's pants already told him that. Not long later, and Finn's bladder was a lead weight inside him He was near his breaking point, and knew it. It was the worst he'd ever had to go before in his life. He was crossing his legs tightly now, as hard as he could hoping to hold back the torrent inside of him. He was sweating more than before now, and also was rocking back and forth in his chair. A little bit ago he started breathing heavily in big gulps trying to give himself more strength. Jake watched all this and just couldn't stay quiet any longer. "Is it really that bad now Finn?" "Yeah...hurts...so...much..." Finn then put his head down and started whimpering at the same time. Not knowing what else to do Jake said. "Just hold on, we'll get out of here soon, try thinking of dry things." "Okay, I'll try." Finn thought of himself standing in a huge desert somewhere. it didn't work for long though. His bladder once again pulsed agonizingly. It might have worked before, but it was too late for that now. "Didn't...work,... not...gonna...make...it." Jake heard the helplessness in Finn's voice and felt sad himself. He wanted to help Finn, but couldn't do anything for him at all. Finn's bladder was roaring with pain for release. It throbbed with every heartbeat, and burned with every second that passed. He felt it beginning to loosen against his will, and realized he was loosing his battle. He crossed his legs, and squeezed with all the strength he had left in him. He bit his lower lip, just trying to hold on a bit longer. No matter how much he tried, he began to feel warm liquid dripping uncontrollably from his crotch. He felt one last squeeze from his bladder, and then he steadily lost all control. Against all his will not to, he felt his bladder relax, and he felt the dripping turn into a river. A loud hissing sound filled the room, and Finn's face turned bright red with shame, as he felt the warmth gush out of him. He felt the liquid quickly soak right through his white briefs, and blue shorts. Finn was so ashamed of what he was doing, but at the same time it was the greatest relief he'd ever experienced in his life. He couldn't say it didn't feel wonderful. He relaxed the rest of his muscles because there was no point holding it anymore, Finn could only sit there, and helplessly soak himself. Jake instantly smelled what the urine, and could only watch Finn's pants darken. Finn then felt warmth spread under him as the pee pooled beneath him. Finn kept his eyes shut through all this, he didn't want to see what he was doing to himself anymore, he bent his head forward in embarrassment As he did he heard as the puddle under him overflowed and spilled onto the floor. After nearly 20 seconds it was over, but it felt like an eternity to Finn. He was totally humiliated, and started to sniffle and whimper, getting ready to cry. "I didn't want to pee my pants, but I couldn't hold it anymore." "It's okay Finn, you couldn't help it, at least it's over now." "You don't think I'm a baby?" "Why would I think that, you couldn't help it." Jake then looked down and noticed something. "Finn! Look!" Finn slowly opened his red, teary eyes, and saw what Jake was looking at. The puddle that hit the floor had now pooled at the base of a few of the bars, melting them a little. A big smile spread on Finn's face, and he started hopping to the bars with his new plan. He started hopping to the bars, each hop making his pants squish uncomfortably under him. He reached the bars and started kicking. Jake saw where he was going and joined him there. They where both kicking at the weakened bark until one cracked, and soon after shattered. They both flew forward onto the floor outside. They then each grabbed a shard of ice and began sawing at the ropes until they were free.Their bodies ached from being still for so long, and they slowly got to their feet. Finn stood straight and felt his pants dripping down his legs. He looked down remembering what happened. His face turned red again, and he covered them with his hands. Jake put a hand on Finn's shoulder. "It doesn't matter anymore Finn, let's go." They walked the halls together looking for anyone at all, calling out, Finn dripping a trail behind them, but the castle was totally empty. They didn't even see the penguin from earlier. Finn then sneezed, and shivered badly, snot running from his nose. Jake put a hand on his head. "Your'e burning up. I think you caught a cold." "Great. I guess that's what happens when you wet your pants, and walk around inside a freezing ice castle." "Come on Finn, let's go home. We need to get those wet clothes off you." They found their way outside, and the wind blew by, chilling Finn even more. "We have to get off this mountain, did your powers come back yet?" "I feel a lot better now. I think so. Let me try." He then morphed into a copy of one of the chairs they just escaped from. "No, not that, please turn into something else." Jake then turned into a sled and said, "Get in." Finn slowly did and sat down wrapping his arms around himself. Jake grimaced when he felt Finn's soggy butt sit in him, but pushed it away at the next second, only thinking of Finn's health. Jake pushed off, and they started their slide down. "Jake please don't tell anyone about what happened, or how I got this cold." Finn said groggily. Jake smiled, "Of course I won't, what are bros for?" Jake stretched a blanket of himself around Finn, and Finn laid down with a smile on his face. Jake smiled himself when he saw that, and they both continued their slide down the mountain, and toward their home.
  23. There is a world not so different from our own, a world of warring kingdoms, of swashbuckling swordplay and dazzling magic, a world where the gods are not as distant as our own. Visitors to this world are rare, but not unheard of. And you, the lovely Rose Stark, have just become the newest traveler. A note on statistics: I want to encourage open participation. Know that you are never limited to my options. I will go with the what the majority of people want. Good luck! WHEN THE GODS LAUGH The first thing you feel is the cool earth pressing against your cheek. You open your eyes just a tiny crack to see a relatively large spider just inches from your face, staring at you with eight impassive eyes. You give him a sleepy smile and roll over, raising a hand to rub the sleep from your eyes. Suddenly, you bolt upright. You weren't sleeping. The last thing you remember was entering your dorm after your first day of classes, ready to sit back and relax. But you're nowhere near your dorm now. You seem to be standing in a large meadow, verdant and lush. A soft wind rustles through the tall grass, brushing up against your skin, and somewhere a bird chirps. It is the picture of tranquility, almost too perfect, and you're sure you've never been here before. You rack your brain. What happened? Did you get drunk? No, you knew you hadn't gone anywhere near alcohol. Yet somehow you'd been knocked out and dragged to a meadow. That did not bode well. Luckily, your mysterious kidnapper seemed to have left for the moment. You look down to see what you have on you, brushing your red hair out of your face. As you do so, you notice a slight pressure in your bladder. You went only an hour ago, but you don't know how long you've been under. It could have been ages since then. You turn out the pockets of your jeans and rifle through your bag. What you find doesn't look too promising. Suddenly, to your surprise, you find a Swiss Army Knife in the pocket of your black jacket. You smile, remembering how your parents had given to you as a joke yesterday, to "help you survive in college". Well, it might not have much use in college, but you surely might use it now. Inventory: You gather your stuff and look around, trying to find a house, a road, or any sign of people! You don't see any of those; the meadow extends as far as the eye can see, interrupted only by a few scraggly trees. But you do spy something coming towards you. As it gets closer, you realize it's a man riding a horse of all things. You realize with a sudden sense of fear he might be your mysterious kidnapper. Do you: A) Try and talk to him? (What you say is up to you guys) B) Hide? C) Other (please specify) Health: 100 Stamina: 100 Bladder: 56
  24. So I guess I’m risking a bit here with this title, so first thing first, I have not, nor do I intend to read the perks of being the wallflower or see the movie. Unfortunately I don’t have the time to add that book to my already impressive pile of books I intend to read. With that being said, this story will focus on the daughter of Peter and Mary Jane Parker, May Parker; AKA the Amazing Spider-girl. This isn’t a replacement to my teen titans story, but with the plans for my DC omo-verse being a little grim and dark I wanted to write a comic book story line that focused on the fun side of things. Without further ado, I now present the story of May Parker. May Parker groaned as she roused with her alarm clock. She blinked wearily as she took in her surroundings. Her eyes went wide as she realized the world was upside down, or more accurately she was dangling from the ceiling by her bare feet. She barely had time to register her position before she plummeted onto her mattress below. “Oof!” She groaned as her body bounced to the floor. She rubbed her head as she struggled to her feet. “What the-“ “May? Is everything all right?” A woman’s voice asked from downstairs. Do I tell her? “Peachy keen. Just another lovely Monday morning.” She replied dryly. Guess not. She rolled her eyes as she opened her bathroom door and left the solace of her bedroom for a hot shower. Once the steady flow of hot water began to cascade down her body she let her mind really focus on her wake-up. What the hell was that? I was on the ceiling! Am I a mutant? Oh god, what is this? What am I? The amazing glue girl? The professional Wallflower? What else can I do? Just creep upon walls? I hope that’s not the extent of my freakiness. She was only subconsciously lathering her body with soap as she tried to rationalize her wall crawling. She didn’t manage to make the connection between her wall crawling and her heritage she knew nothing about. Instead she was left wide eyed and dumbstruck as she began to shampoo her hair, her hands were nearly idle as they slowly ran through her shoulder length brown hair. She begun to nibble on the inside of her cheek as she contemplated seeing a doctor for an explanation, or her parents. She ran the thought through her head of her parents turning on her for being a freak. What if they were scared of her? Their little freak who should just stay upstairs and pretend not to exist. She shivered at the thought of being enstranged from her parents if they found out about her morning activities. No! It only happened once. She tried to shake that thought from her head. Only happened once? It still happened! I was on the ceiling! “May!” Her mother called, slightly anxious. “You’re gonna be late.” Her mother announced as-matter-a-factly. “Ok.” She sighed, a feeling of hopeless desperation began to fill her. She quickly rinsed the remaining shampoo suds from her hair before emerging into the steamy bathroom. She shivered again, despite the humidity of the room. She bit her lip and considered calling off sick, but what would that help. It’s not like I’m going to climb walls in class against my will. She reassured herself as she dried off and wrapped her body in a towel and emerged into her bed room. She dragged herself through her morning ritual of pulling on her clothes. She barely noticed she was actually dressing until she noticed that she was in her matching hot pink bra and panties. She blinked, startled at her subconscious movements. Let’s hope I don’t subconsciously decide to scale the classroom walls. She smirked slightly as she pulled a white cotton t-shirt over her head. She followed her shirt with a pair of cigarette jeans. She strained to pull the skin tight denim over her lithe legs, annoyed at the pain of fashion. She rolled her eyes after she buttoned and zipped her jeans up and added a stylish belt to the ensemble before she began to slip on a pair of socks and grey vans. She sighed as she decided that she was finally ready for breakfast, which consisted of bacon and eggs. She was brushing her teeth as fast and thoroughly as possible so she could still catch the bus. “Unggh!” She grunted as she felt her gums start to bleed from the force of her brush. She quickly rinsed the paste from her mouth and rushed to catch the bus, making sure to snatch up her backpack on the way out of the house. She literally just got to the bus stop as the yellow “hearse” screeched to a halt. “Perfect timing.” She muttered as she jogged up the steps of the bus and took her seat near the back, alone. She quickly ran through the possible reasons she woke up dangling from the ceiling. What if it was a dream? The miracle explanation! It could all be just a simple, over active imagination. A simple dream. Of course she knew it wasn’t true, but it was a helpful thought for a few seconds. If only it was that simple. She leaned against the cool window pain and gazed out at the passing scenery, trying to calm herself down. She sighed as she saw Midtown High grow larger as the bus approached its destination until it screeched to a halt outside of the building where all fun went to die. She groaned and dragged herself out of the bus and made her way into the main building. She forced the thought of her dangling from the ceiling away from her mind as she decided to focus on school. It wasn’t until her last class of the day that the realization that she had never used the bathroom amidst the chaos of her morning antics had dawned upon her. She blushed as she crossed legs by the ankles beneath her desk. She bit the inside of her lips and gave a weak smile to anyone who may be looking. She jotted down the last of the notes before putting her stuff away. “Class isn’t over Ms. Parker, don’t put your things away until you hear the dismissal bell.” The elderly female teacher dictated. “Of course.” May muttered as she dropped her notebook and text book atop her desk with exaggerated hand movement and leaned back in her chair. Her eyes drifted to the clock as she considered asking to use the bathroom. No, Mrs. Hobbs will think it’s just some ploy to get out of school early. She made an unpleasant face as she decided to lean forward, hoping to alleviate some of the pressure in her abdomen. She struggled to keep her hands from grasping her crotch area. She curled her toes as she took note that she had five minutes until the end of class. So close. She practiced balling and unballing her fists. She felt her hands grow sweaty as she furrowed her brow, pressing her thighs tighter together. She bit her lip lightly as she watched the second hand tick away ever so slowly. Never again! She promised herself again. She shifted her weight again, leaning back in the seat to distract her from what felt like a cannon ball resting in her stomach. Her usually flat stomach bulged slighty from beneath her t-shirt as her bladder expanded to fit in the extra urine. She grit her teeth tried to sit up straight seem normal. Her breathing rate increased as she struggled to contain her urine. She felt seat begin to form on her brow and her thighs as she fidgeted ever so slightly. She curled her toes more as she felt her urethra tingle as if the urine was just behind the urethra opening, waiting to burst out. Her legs began to tremble from the strain of holding. Her bladder felt like it was being prodded by a dagger. Relief felt so close! Oh God! How she wanted to just void her bladder and lose the feeling of desperation. She began to swivel in her seat as she fought to keep herself from wetting her pants. She switched to rocking back and forth instead, waiting for the sweet relief the bell would eventually bring. Her hands began to tremble along with her legs as she tapped her fingers along her thigh. She knew how much easier it would be just to hold herself but it would be so embarrassing. Not that it already wasn’t apparent that she needed to pee, but that act would without a doubt prove she wasn’t mature enough to use the bathroom like a normal fifteen year old girl. She was shocked to hear the shrill cry of victory the dismissal bell rang with. She felt a single drop of golden urine collect in her panties: a small consolation for freedom. She struggled to shove her supplies into her back pack with shaking hands. She quickly scooped up her bag and rushed to her locker to switch out text books before heading to her house. It was at her locker that she found her first obstacle. She was placing her literature text book into her bag when it clung to the surface of her hand. This is not happening! She shook her hand within her bag to get it to fall off, which resulted in knocking her bag over and spilling its contents. Not now! She groaned as she shoved everything she could back into the bag and pulled the strap over her shoulder as she kicked her locker shut and jogged to her bus. She found the crowd of people blocking her from the doorway seemed to be all dragging their feet way to slowly. She grit her teeth as she shoved her way through the crowd, desperate to get to the bus. As if to prove a point her urethra panged. She winced as she felt the urine slosh around in her bladder as she finally emerged outside of the school. She didn’t take long to admire her victory and instead made a beeline to her bus. She silently took her seat and set the bag on her lap, glad to have the weight pressing against her urethra. She tensed up as she waited for the bus to make its route to her house, and less importantly, everyone else’s. She bounced her legs, thankful to be so isolated in the back of her bus. She grasped the bag by the sides and pressed it further against her lap in hopes it would ease the pressure. She winced as a wave of desperation ran through her body. She curled her toes once more and increased her grip on the bag until her knuckles turned white. She scissorred her legs as she doors to the bus shut and it began to depart from the school. She sighed with slight relief as she watched the school slowly shrink out of sight as the bus crawled towards her house. She began to alternate between bouncing her legs and scissoring her thighs while keeping her ankles crossed in an attempt to contain herself. Her bag remained pressed tightly against her lap. She felt another wave of desperation cause her body to tremble. Another bead of urine fell captive to her panties. She winced and crossed her legs tightly, she began to fidget as she bus drew closer to her stop. She started to tap the one foot still in contact with the ground as she grit her teeth. So Close. She reminded herself. With all the pressure of not wetting herself she had once again forgotten about her wall crawling abilities. She whimpered as she felt yet another wave of desperation. She shuddered but managed to keep from wetting herself. She tapped her fingers along her bag as the bus slowed to a halt at her stop. So Close! She quickly rose to her feet, which resulted in her needing to double over to keep from wetting herself. No sudden movement! She slowly straightened herself out and swung her bag over her shoulder before strolling out of the bus and onto the curb of the street. Soon the bus was driving away and all that was separating her from her home was a block of houses. She started off by slowly hobbling towards her house when yet another wave of desperation sent her doubling over. She felt a spurt of urine force itself out. She winced as she saw a tiny spec show up on her crotch. No, No, no, no! Forgoing her previous decision not to make any sudden movements she decided to sprint the rest of the block. She moved faster than she ever had before, making it to her house within fifteen seconds. She glanced at her crotch to see a half dollar sized stain on her crotch. “No!” She howled as she drew her key from her pocket, shoving her free hand into her crotch as she struggled to fit the key in the lock. After a few failed attempts she paced around the door briefly before returning her efforts on the lock. Soon she managed to enter her own house. She tried to shove her key back in her pocket but it was futile, yet another object clinging to her hand. She rolled her eyes and decided to ignore the key. She shoved her free hand into her crotch and sprinted to her bedroom bathroom. Somewhere along the way the key fell free of her hand. She ignored the minor victory as she clambered the steps and turned down the hall to her bedroom, prying open the door and letting it hang open. Another wave of desperation and she nearly lost her urine. She fought to hobble over to her bathroom door, losing the adrenaline as she began to succumb to the desperation. She winced as she opened the bathroom door and dragged herself into the room. She found her hand stuck tight to the doorknob. “No!” She was so close to the toilet, but the door knob kept her from ever reaching it. She grunted as she fought to break free of the doorway, she jostled the knob and crossed her legs as she shook and trembled. She felt herself begin to leak into her jeans. The wet patch on the crotch began to increase until it became the size of a coaster. She felt droplets of urine slowly trail down her legs. Seeing the toilet so close seemed to increase her desperation as she finally managed to pull free of the knob and shut the door. Next the fumbled to undo the belt and rather than simply loosen it she tore it from her waist as she found it another object clinging to her flesh. “Not now.” She flailed her hand and tried to pry it free with her free hand only to find it stuck to the belt. She fought to release the stupid strip of leather as she felt her bladder begin to fail. Hot pee slowly began to slip through her urethra into he panties. It instantly soaked the fabric of her underwear. She bit the belt and tried to yank it from her hands with her teeth, completely ignoring the fact that she had already begun to soak her pants. The flow began to increase as golden rivulets of hot pee began to cascade down her shapely thighs as the fabric of her skin tight jeans began to glisten and darking as the liquid soaked the fabric before it drizzled below her where it splattered against the ground of her bathroom, forming a puddle of golden pee. She shuddered as more pee began to gush from her urethra and completely soak her jeans and her silky legs. She finally broke one hand free of the belt, which sent her off balance and fumbling towards the ground. She reached out to grab something and caught hold of the shower curtain. The curtain rob broke free and she and the curtain fell to the ground. Her hand quickly became tangled in the plastic curtain which it stuck tightly too. She gave up fighting and just sat on the floor sobbing as urine forced its way out of her body and rolled down her crotch area soaking the butt of her pants and began to form a ever expanding puddle of pee. A half hour later her mother returned to find May still stuck to the belt and shower curtain sitting in a large puddle or urine. “Oh honey!” Mary Jane cried as she instantly rushed to comfort her daughter, the future spider-girl. https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcT8jYvV-wGRQzAoWpOusR-yxDdpPJgjJjw9VMDO7Au-cT7qpmuPUg That ^ is essentially who I modeled May Parker after. The girl is a youtube singer in a band, and I believe she is about eighteen. Anyway I hope you enjoyed the first installment. I won't continue this consistently but I hope you bear with me and enjoy the story:) As always, leave any comments, cristism or feedback below :) I do take suggestions to heart so feel free to help me become a better writer, or inspire me on what I should add in the next or upcoming chapters.
  25. So, when I introduced myself yesterday, I said I wanted to start contributing using games, because they cover my difficulties with storytelling quite nicely. This is an interactive story that I have recently been creating ideas for absent-mindedly. My plan is for this to be quite number heavy, but I’m the only one who will see all that. I’ll generally go with the majority/most significant minority suggestion, adding non-controversial extra suggestions in where I can. Stupid suggestions will be ignored, and suggestions against the nature of the character will require a willpower test, modified to represent the difficulty of the suggestion. I plan to update once every 1 or 2 days, but as my ideas thin, this will probably decrease to once every 3+ days. I probably won’t update on a Tuesday, because of assignments. I make no guarantee that this will last any length of time, but I think I have enough ideas already for it to last a while. To make combat less time-intensive and boring, rather than have turn-by-turn player commands, I will accept general strategies when combat is joined, and control the combat myself, returning control to the players if something happens (e.g. HP drops below a threshold), and posting a summary after completion. The story will be a generic high fantasy story with a pee-shy protagonist. Your bladder will be given as a number out of 400, though 400 represents the maximum number that my scaling mechanics are capable of describing; the number can go above, but calculations will consider it at 400. Bladder does not affect stats, but leaking may cause you to skip a turn. Wet clothes will affect how people treat you, and affect store prices. Undergarments shield your clothes from leaks imperfectly. The system is based on the D100, with attribute tests being rolled against the attribute in question, failing if above (though awkwardly, most other rolls are failing/worse below, so this might be up for change if it becomes too problematic). Levelling up will grant the opportunity to increase attributes, and new spells and abilities will appear when relevant attributes exceed thresholds. My system is untested, so I may change parts that don’t work. I think that’s all I needed to say, so let’s get on with the story: ---- You awake to the sensation of pressure in your lower abdomen. You have to pee. You groan quietly as you disentangle yourself from your sheets, fidgeting uncomfortably. A wave of pressure halts your efforts as you fail to stop a short spurt from leaving your body. Fortunately, the heat of last night's fire has not completely left your pitch black room, yet your thin night dress is insufficient to stop goosebumps forming. You are Emily Elfkin, only daughter of Count Edvard Elfkin, and heir to The County of Elfheim. Your family is named for the belief that it carries the blood of the long-extinct elves that used to live in the county. This belief is reinforced by the fact that your family is known for unusual strength and magical ability (which is how I plan to explain how you can hold your own against multiple other human enemies). The slippers that you slip into as you leave your bed have a concealed blade, put there at the insistence of the castle’s Marshall, who has been unusually paranoid recently… As you stumble blindly toward your bedchamber door, you stub your toe on your trunk, a consequence of having changed rooms recently, and thus not knowing where things are. The shock almost causes you to leak again, but by standing, legs tightly crossed, you regain control. As you pass it, you take the extinguished torch from the sconce by your door and light it with your magic. When you open the door to your bedchamber, a chill wind from the corridor hits you full force, making you shiver and causing you to tense and bend over slightly in an attempt to keep yourself dry. As you look into the corridor, you realise that, in your grogginess, you can’t remember the way to the nearest privy… The corridor stretches both to the left and the right as far as you can see, and for a moment, you stop to consider how to proceed… [player decision] I will post all your stats, items and spells once, then in the future, the only ones I will attach to each post are HP, MP, Bladder and clothing condition. I will also post anything that has changed since the previous post, and you can query anything at any time. Emily Elfkin Level 1 Str: 30 Wis: 32 Dex: 32 Int: 32 End: 30 HP: 149/150 MP: 88/90 Bladder: 301.5/400 Armour Cond.: 97/100 Pack: Equipped: Enchanted Nightgown: 0Arm +2Dex +2Wis +2Int -10 to dignity rolls - 97/100 Slippers: 0Arm Hidden Slipper Knife: D10 Damage Spells: Prestidigitation: [2MP] Small magic effects, such as lighting fires, conjuring small and harmless sensory effects, manipulating small objects etc. Ice Spike: [5MP] Shoot a lance of ice at a target, dealing 2D10 damage and reducing the target's dex by 1 for 5 turns (does not stack). Stone Skin: [15MP] Covers you in a magical shield, bestowing 20 armour for 10 turns that does not stack with armour from gear.