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View File SCOP-521 Scene 1 - A female jogger desperate to pee knocks on a mans door asking him to use his bathroom. For some reason them man wont let her go inside his bathroom the woman begs and pleads until she finally cant hold it anymore and wets herself. Scene 2 - A woman appearing to be drunk and desperate to pee late at night knocks on a mans door asking to use his bathroom. The man refuses to let her in. The woman really needs to pee and trys persuading the man multiple times even offering to let him play with her breast's and trying to trick him pointing at the sky to get him to look at something and trying to run inside. After many failed attempts to get in she loses control and wets herself. Then she just walks in and passes out on his couch. Scene 3 - A woman desperate to pee walks down a street and notices a man entering his home and asks if she could use the restroom. The man is reluctant to let her use the bathroom the woman squirms and begs but eventually wets herself. The man takes her to a room and offers to dry off her legs with a towel. She agrees and after he gets done she immediately wets herself again peeing even more. File 4 (SCOP-521-Uncut) - This contains all 3 files plus all the sex that happens after each wetting. There is a lot of extra peeing and squirting in between and during the sex parts of this JAV Enjoy Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 09/30/2019 Category JAV Collections  

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The lodger When I was at university my parents had a house guest come to live for a while. He was a friend of my dad’s brother who lived in London. The guy was in his late thirties, he had scoliosis and he was a London taxi driver! He hated London and wanted to try start a fresh life in Scotland and my parents wanted to give him a chance to earn money so he could then rent a house. He worked a lot but when around he seemed pretty friendly, relaxed and funny. One Friday I was home as I had no lectures that day so I had come home for a long weekend. By now only my younger brother still lived at home full time though my sister came home at weekends too. Phil (the lodger) was happy to help everyone out, especially as my parents had no car, so this morning he had given my brother a lift to school while I was still in bed. The first I heard was when he came back into the house about 9:15 and I heard him chap on the bathroom door. We only had one bathroom and it was clearly in use. Next thing I knew Phil chapped my own bedroom door and after a quick ‘come in’ he walked in quickly and without even bothering with the fact I was still in bed he asked me if I knew who was in the bathroom. I had no idea but guessed it could be my mum who often had a bath after we all left for school. Phil walked over to my window, opened my curtains a bit as if wanting to look out then turned and looked at me. I could see he seemed a bit sweaty, agitated and he had his legs crossed. He obviously wanted to use the bathroom but I wasn’t sure if he needed to empty his bladder or bowels or both. He moaned and said he had to piss pretty bad and could he wait in my room as he didn’t want anyone else to see. I sat up in bed and assured him that was fine and suggested he close the door as the bathroom was next door and he would hear when my mum (or whoever was in) would be out. I told him I had just woken up and needed to pee myself so I too hoped the loo would be free soon. Phil looked back out of my window having heard this and proceeded to bounce on the back of his feet. He then put one leg behind him and rocked back and forth. He was essentially pee dancing in my room right in front of me openly really needing a pee (as was I by now) and I was mesmerised by him. He wasn’t shy in any way and as he had quite significant scoliosis I was aware that he had an oxygen machine for through the night. As both my sister and I were home for the weekend he was sleeping in the lounge. He started telling me how he had woken up with such a dry mouth from the oxygen mask that he made himself a coffee. As he was about to go do his first morning piss he found my sister in the shower so he had to wait. He then had a second coffee which my mum made him with some toast. He has still not had a pee yet. He was about to go when my dad asked if he would drive my brother to school since he was running late. He figured it was a five minute drive there and five minutes back so he would hold and pee the minute he got back and the morning bathroom rush was over. As he has said all this he continued jigging around looking out the window, now with one hand also in his pocket. Watching him and hearing all this was arousing me so badly. Combined with my own growing need to empty my own bladder it felt like my whole body was on fire. It’s one of the only times I can actually recall being so horny I was dying to masterbate in front of someone! Of course I couldn’t but my breasts were so tingly and tender and my nipples erect and hard. My vaginal lips had swollen and parted and my urethra was thumping against my cotton knickers. I only had a cotton nighty on and I was acutely aware of how my hard nipples were obvious through the nighty, though Phil seemed far too engrossed in his own battle to notice. I still had my duvet on so I slipped my hand under the duvet, under my night clothes and gave myself a rub through my knickers. That sent waves right through me of intense need and desire. I was actually more bursting to wee than I had realised! I quickly threw the duvet off my legs, swung them round to the side of the bed and crossed my legs tight. Phil was now pacing my room. ‘Fuck sake I need a piss!’ He was muttering. ‘Me too!’ I said. He came and sat on my bed beside me, undid the belt on his jeans and his fly and used his hand to hold his penis through this boxers. I could see he was anything but flaccid down there as he rocked back and forth moaning. ‘I’d nip to the supermarket if I thought I could wait. But fuck I’d piss myself before I got there. How much longer can she bath for? I really need to go!’ ‘Me too’ was all I could muster as the sight of him in that state was causing mucus to seep into my knickers which made my need to pee 100 times worse. With my legs scissoring in and out revealing my light pink cotton knickers on show and one hand stroking myself I wondered how both of us would manage to walk to the loo when whoever was in finally left. Still holding his penis through his boxers, with his jeans fly open and his belt undone Phil stood and walked back over to the window again. The garden was over looked on both sides but here he was now asking if I thought he could piss in our garden because he HAD to go. I said my mum surely had to be out soon and he ran the risk of being seen. He moaned loudly and he was starting to get very stressed and angry now. ‘For god’s sake this is fucking crazy! How bloody long does it take for a fucking bath? I fucking need to piss.’ He was jumping about like a little kid, stroking himself in a last ditch effort to keep his bladder from bursting. ‘Have you got a jug Mary? A bucket? Anything? Mmmmmmm, ahhhhhhh, grrrrrrrr, I’m gonna fucking piss myself any second.’ Except I couldn’t get him anything. I couldn’t move. If I stood up I would flood my floor without a doubt. My pants were noticeably wet now and so full of mucus. It was oozing out of my open pussy as I shook with such an intensity of urgent need to piss and being on the verge of an orgasm. And right at that very moment we both heard the bathroom door unlock, the door open and someone walk to a neighbouring bedroom. With his jeans held up with one hand and the other grasping at his penis through his damp boxers Phil ran to that bathroom with me right behind him one hand now inside my knickers with two fingers inside myself holding back my flow. Phil had no hands left to close the door so without him realising I ran in right behind him and while he slide his dripping half erect member out the leg hole of his boxers and let rip a hugely long, satisfying and loud pee I had jumped into the bath, closed the shower curtain, removed my wet pants and I crouched down and pissed in the bath a long, orgasmic and wonderfully relieving pee myself. As Phil moaned I had to hold back my own moans as I wasn’t sure he knew where I was. If he did he never said as after he had finished pissing, he pulled his jeans up, fastened his belt, flushed, washed his hands and left. Meanwhile I finished my pee, brought myself to climax then had a shower. Neither of us spoke about that morning ever again.

Chapter 13: The Lesbian Christmas TV Special ~~Thursday December 4th, 2008~~ Sniff sniff... a purple haired goblin with white fur is scouting the forested area around its vicinity. In their grubby little hand is a simple metal pipe that they're using as a makeshift club. They're carrying it around like a sword, despite it being basically useless as a weapon. "Kriiiiii!" "Huuuuu..." "Kriii!" Two of its... we shall call them acquaintances, seem to have found something. One of them, a green haired goblin, is just standing there staring blankly at something. The other one, a white haired goblin, has a crude stick in one hand while holding a pair of torn yellow panties in its other one. It's only at this time when the purple haired goblin notices what its green companion has been staring at. There's a woman, with pink fur and a rather thin tail, laying face first on the ground and still moaning and clearly in a daze from whatever put her there. Her fat butt, tight anus and slightly agape pussy are fully visible for all to see, since the white haired goblin already pulled her pants down before he ripped off her underwear. The purple goblin snatches the panties from the white one's hand and rubs its snout across them, taking in the scent... and then sniffs the fallen lady's asscrack. Yup, they are her panties alright. By this time, the three goblins little erections are evident through their thin loincloths. Man... Father really programmed them this way hmm? I shouldn't be surprised anymore but, tsk, I click my tongue in annoyance. I flick the fresh blood off of my scythe and carefully slide down the steep rocky hill that Eris fell down. By the time I land loudly on level ground the trio of the furry gobs notice me, but it's too late for them. They were way too distracted by her butt. I can't blame them I suppose. "Krii!!" They yell at me as the purple haired one drops Eris' panties and prepares to attack. So pitiful really. I swing my scythe horizontally and easily slice its head off when it gets too close, these guys aren't very good at combat after all. The other two horny goblins scream at me but it's too late. I dash forward and completely eviscerate one, it's innards would spill out if it weren't a robot but it just crackles with electricity as too many of its mechanical parts are destroyed and it simply falls over limp. "The only one who can rape Eris is me." I whisper a rather dark joke as I slice my scythe vertically, impaling the last goblin through its lower jaw while most of the blade juts out from the top of its skull. I loosen the dead weight from my scythe with a final wide diagonal swipe and take a deep breath. That's all of them... for now. "I heard that you know." a bruised and dirt covered Eris grumbles and complains as she picks her panties up off of the ground while still sitting down. "They're shredded. Great. Fucking shit." "You want a pair of mine?" I say with a proud smirk. "Our butts are almost the same size." "Why the fuck do you have spares?" Eris practically spits at me as she covers up her snatch with her free hand. "Creep..." "I just bring a few with me now, I hate going through a day of training with dirty underwear on, especially if it starts off shitty." I rummage through my backpack and throw a red pair at her stupid face. "You should be thankful." She pulls them off of her disgruntled mug and inspects them. Then she sighs like the bitch she is. "I suppose these'll have to do." I'm wearing my black pair that's still nice and clean. Hehe, no goblin panty thieves for me to deal with today! Ahem. I turn around while Eris takes off her pants completely and I assume she puts on the fresh pair of undies. I'd like to watch I guess but hey, Sorcha is the only woman I need in my life right now. Ok I may have peaked once or twice. She's wearing a business suit again by the way, guess she likes to fight in those... tight suit pants and shirt/jacket combo. Whatever. Can't say my training wardrobe has changed much either, I'm just wearing military pants and boots and a tanktop, as per usual. I kinda stopped wearing the jacket awhile ago, most of the time. If the climate of the day is bitterly chilly I'll wear a thick coat and pants but that's annoying to fight in and limits my mobility, even in normal gravity. I really should get more cold resistance to be fair, seems like something I can do when we run into the next cold arena, well colder than this one anyway. I'm not sure what skills to get or level up right now anyway, I have just over 800K soul points just sitting in my UI menu right now, just idling away. "Took you long enough to come down here..." Eris is still very bitter as she pulls her suit pants back up. "I was fighting the other four G-Sentinels that you were struggling against, or did you forget about them already?" I sneer with my tone but not my face, no point in that when she can't even see it. This is the first round of today's training. A vast forest, very Earth-like, filled with snow goblins or some shit, yeah because those exist. I guess Father is designing creatures based on our ancient mythologies now, at least partially. And just like in those stories the goblins are short, weak and lusty all the time. You can take out one or two easily but if there are a lot on you they can easily... gang rape you, probably. Anyway, Eris and I saw each other within minutes of teleporting into the arena, so we begrudgingly decided to work together, we didn't yet know what enemies we would face today after all. We ended up fighting a group of them on a small cliffside of sorts, Eris fell down mid battle and well, you're caught up now. I look up at the glass dome and it says there's 453- now 451 goblins left. Another one of those days with weak enemies in higher numbers hmm? Perfect. "Are you injured anywhere?" I ask in a rather uninterested tone, her classy suit is torn to shit in several places. "I'm fucking fine." Eris says as she digs one of her dagger gloves out of the mud. The other one appears to be broken. "Okay geez. I hate you too but you don't have to be so unpleasant, sheesh." I say as I close my eyes for an extended period of time while gesturing with my free hand. "Let's keep moving then once you get all your shit together." "Tch." Eris grumbles at my remark as she picks up her own backpack, which seems to be mostly intact. "Oh and you can keep the panties." I say with a wide smile plastered on my face. Eris just flips me the bird with her right hand and a slightly annoyed expression. "Fuck off you cunt." After our sisterhood of the traveling bitching continues for awhile, we get on the move again. I can't help but feel a slight worry in the back of my mind though. If the goblins get the chance to... well, fuck us, it's not gonna be pretty. Man I'm horny today. ... Look ok, if you saw a bunch of short perverts tear off Eris' panties and expose her ass you'd be moist too. Her personality is god awful but one can't deny her deliciously hot booty. Anyway where was I? Oh yes, goblin gang rape. Yeah we've got to avoid that... totally. So as we walk through the chilly yet not snowy forest, these are the thoughts going through my pee brain. We're both not the best fighters but I am better than Eris. Her best ability is... well I don't actually know really. She's never used her skills around me. All I've seen her use are those ninja gloves with daggers strapped at the ends. I have no idea what they're called so I'll just call em... claw daggers. Original I know. Anyway, she faced a couple goblins with some thick clubs and that was enough to break one apparently, before she got her ass handed to her of course. How is she still so bad at melee combat after four months of training? Even Jesus Christ himself couldn't answer that one. Hey it's December so you'll get baby god jokes all damn month, deal with it. But if we do get cornered, I'm more than confident that I can handle it on my own, I'm basically Eris' glorified bodyguard right now. I can just get behind her and cover her ass in the back, much like my panties are doing right now. I'd just need to find some way to stop these little fucks from touching her booty... or not, I could let em shred her pants so I have something nice to look at. Hmm. Yes I know I'm horrible. Regardless I've ranted long enough let's go. I should mention that being around Eris for only like fifteen or twenty minutes has caused my stress levels to skyrocket... and my bladder despite being only partly full is aching more than usual as a result. I may be forced to piss during training again but I guess we'll cross that Golden State Bridge when we come to it. These are the jokes you signed up for long ago, come on now. Regardless, we see a stone tower in the distance after awhile. 378 goblins left. I've only killed two more since the first attack so... I guess most of them are just in a far off part of the arena. However, the wooden door of the spire bursts open and five- no six goblins burst out. They're all wielding rusty weapons and wearing nothing but thin loincloths that barely conceal their tiny pricks. Damn. Since we're basically in an open plain outside of the forest, they rush us all at once. I can use my lightning on them but I don't know if I have time to activate it before they reach us. I begin to charge up my power but they're coming too quickly. Just before I stop though, Eris fires a transparent pink beam of energy at them. Instantly all the goblins get fully erect and drop their weapons, their horny-filled eyes are glazed over and they cease moving towards us. "Hurry!" Eris yells. "This will only stun them for a few seconds!" Pff, that's all I need. With intense focus and a mild strain on my body, I finish imbuing my scythe with crimson lightning as I swing it horizontally. The energy shoots out in a singular wave of light and blasts all six of them at once, completely frying five of them, leaving one just barely functional as it writhes on the ground with a cybernetic boner. Eris quickly runs up to it and jams her claw dagger deep into its head. Guess she's not completely useless in combat after all. "What was that just now?" I question as I put my scythe on my back. "My power dumbass." Eris bitches back. "You have... a horny attack beam?" I have to hold back a laugh as I smile. Ow, even doing that makes my pussy uncomfortable. Damn I have to urinate more than I thought I did. "You have a fucking problem with that?" Eris stares deep into my soul as if she's dead serious. Ohhh scary. "Nah, no problem it is just... interesting." I reply while still chuckling on the inside. She calls me a perverted freak and yet she has an ability to seduce weak-minded males just like that? I mean she's right but god what a hypocritical bitch. I continue walking away but then she yells at me from behind. "Don't look down on me you stupid shit! I hate you!" I just ignore her and carry on. As long as we keeps saving each others asses from goblin rapists I think I can live with her bitching for awhile. I may have to sneak away for a potty break soon though. As we approach the tower we see two more goblins exiting through the door, they see us and immediately charge. Once again, a mindless strategy. Today is actually turning in to quite a boring training day if I'm being honest. If I wasn't horny and in mildly arousing pain right now I'd be so damn demotivated. When one goblin fuzzball gets too close to me I kick it in the face and it tumbles to the ground. I pick it up by the neck with one hand, it is surprisingly light. It's flailing around wildly, seemingly struggling to breathe from my tight grip. Do robots need air or is this just for show? Ahh whatever. Like a curious boy who found his sister's Barbie doll, I yoink off the goblins loincloth outta sexual curiosity and stare at its dick. "Vaine, what the hell are you doing?!" Eris yells at me. God it's just a penis girl, relax. "I was just curious, calm down." I sigh as my cunt twitches slightly. Afterwards, I slam the G-Sentinel into the ground and stomp my boot into the back of its skull. "Get your fucking head out of your ass! I'm being attacked!" Eris complains for the billionth time today. "Oh stop being such a bitch all the time and you'll be surprised by how little I can fuck up your life." I say curtly. "Besides it's only one goblin. What's the problem exactly?" "Ugh..." Eris finally manages to slash the goblin's throat after trying way too hard. We both keep moving towards the tower and head inside. In there we find, surprise surprise, more goblins. Joy. We deal with them easily enough. Although... "That fucking goblin tore my belt! Shit." Eris complains as she struggles to hold up her pants. "Today is just the worst." "Can't argue with you there." I retort. "Maybe there's a rope or something you could use instead of your belt somewhere around this shitty tower instead." "Tch..." She clicks her tongue with annoyance as she begins looking around. The building itself seems to be a giant single room on each floor, with clearly unsafe stone stairs winding around on the interior wall. There appears to be a basement as well. In the middle of the floor is a large circular glass dome but not like a futuristic one, more medieval like, allowing the sun to pour through the entire spire I guess since there's a basically identical one on the ground floor's ceiling. Also the main floor is full of flasks of glowing potions that wouldn't be out of place in a Harry Potter novel or something. Most of them are broken but a few are intact. I guess we're in a wizard's tower then? Great, a perverted witch will pop out of nowhere and do all kinds of weird shit to us I'm sure. What? What do you mean a wizard and a witch aren't the same thing? What am I a nerd? Whatever. God I wish a witch could craft an anti-peeing spell for me right now. Maybe I'd like a super peeing spell cast on me instead? Ahh... probably. We make our way down the stairs and into the basement, Eris is keeping her belt together with her hand like her life depended on it. Geez girl I've already seen all you have to offer down there why're you being so... persnickety? Is that the word? I think so. Basically if it were me I'd have dropped my pants awhile ago but I guess she'd rather hold onto them, literally. Damn I really need to get my mind outta the Eris gutter. Either way... we enter the lowest level of the tower after passing through a double wooden door... and it smells. Bad. There's two fairly large square wooden platforms on either side of the floor. In between them, there is what I can only describe as a pool... full of rotten bubbly gunk. I thought it was just mud because of it's dark brown color but its odor is absolutely repugnant. Across the room is various stashes of clutter and junk, mostly broken pottery or gears or whatever miscellaneous shit Father decided to put down here. It's honestly a bit disgusting to look at, which makes Eris and I agree on something, very rare I know. Just before we're about to get the fuck out of here, we hear a lot of loud cackling coming from up the stairs. More goblins. Of course there are. We don't have enough time to shut the heavy door from inside so we just stay on guard with our backs against the murky goo pool as we wait. When they come down, they're all wearing those same filthy loincloths and have those same angry and horny faces. "Krii! Krii!!" "Fucking hell." Eris groans while trying to hide her disgust and anxiety. I've got a bad feeling about this, and not just deep in my bladder. We're not in a position to retreat backwards and they're moving very slowly, taking their sweet ass time. One goblin has its eyes set on Eris and its face contorts with rage as it runs towards her. But before it can reach her I fire a crimson orb of lightning at its face, blasting right through its fucking head. Two other goblin cyborgs scream and begin to run towards us. Shit. I'm tired out mentally and it'll take too long to kill them all with lightning. They run up to a basically defenseless Eris because she insisted on holding up her pants... and push her into the mucky slime. They laugh at her as they see her flail around like an idiot. Tsk... guess I have no choice. I equip my scythe and run towards the distracted furry midgets, when I get to one I swing it horizontally and cut it in half like a butchered cow. "Vaine what the hell?!" Eris screams at me from the cesspool, seemingly fine and standing up with the nasty shit leveled around her hips. "Do I look like your goddamn mother?" I sneer at her as I decapitate the second goblin. "I can only do so much fighting at once dumbass!" The last two remaining G-Sentinels by the door turn their attention to me and they growl menacingly as they prepare to attack. I'm actually really glad that they didn't charge us all at once this time. I dash towards the closest one, stabbing it in the throat with my scythe. The other one swings it's club at me but I jump away and use the time I bought myself to charge my blade with the last of my crimson energy. I unleash the power in a single arc of lightning that slices the poor bastard in half, its body parts practically exploding as they're sent flying across the cellar. Breathing heavily I sigh with relief... and feel a sharp jolt in my privates. Dammit piss stay there. I don't have time to rest though, as I hear more faint laughter in the distance. Fuck. Left with no other choice, I slowly close the double doors and lower the thick wooden bar on it just in time as an angry herd of an unknown number of goblins bang on the door. Thankfully it seems to be stable... they appear to lack the strength to break through. However they are so damn loud. Their constant knocking and screaming is already giving me a headache. "What the fuck are we gonna do?" Eris complains with her face twisted in anger and disgust. She's still caked in the gross muck from the pool despite having crawled out of it... and leaving her pants behind in the nasty pit. "We'll just... wait here until the combat session of the training day is over I guess." I sigh deeply and have to resist rubbing my vagina to soothe it even slightly. I really should do something about this. "Fine by me." Eris grunts as she shakes some of the mud off her hands. God she really is filthy right now. Seeing her like that with no pants, while wearing my red panties to boot, kind of sends me over the edge mentally. If I don't piss willingly soon I'm gonna do so whether I want to or not. I drop my backpack into a corner, take my military boots off, damn this floor is fairly cold, and I pull off my pants and set them sloppily ontop of my bag. Eris doesn't really have time to question what I'm doing as I squat down near the edge of the nasty pool and pull my black panties away from my cunt. I can feel the intense pressure inside me... and then I release it just before the horny thoughts of relief completely consume me. The force is powerful enough to make considerable noise as it melds and mixes with the soggy dirt, but I manage to keep myself steady as I watch the golden urine cascade out of me. It's flowing out quickly from my urethra and making me feel so damn good. "You're seriously going to do this now?!" Eris yells in exasperation at me, having clearly watched my show for awhile. "Look Eris, your bitching has stressed my body out, I'm exhausted from fighting and my bladder was screaming at me." I smirk at the woman I hate more than anyone. "Don't worry... I won't pee on you this time." "You... fucker... I..." She grumbles under her breath with a reddening face. I know she wants to curse me out again because of her obvious disgust with my actions, the way she can't look me in the eye, it's all too hilarious. I almost don't even hate her anymore, making her pissed off is just too much fun. Ahh piss... my cunt feels heavenly right now. Eris does something that surprises me though, she strips completely out of her suit. God even her yellow bra and her recently acquired red panties are almost completely caked in mud. She swiftly takes off her dirty underwear and begins to clean herself off by forcefully pulling out any big hunks of dirt that she can find from her coat. Man seeing her perky pink nipples and pussy when she's much closer to me than the day at the waterpark... it takes alot of willpower for me to not start teasing my pissing pussy right now. What? You think I'm a pervert? Pfft. I finish urinating, despite my bladder's complaints there wasn't much in there, and wipe my cunt dry with my hands. Hey, my urine is cleaner than the nasty ass mud ok? Fuck off. I see her pick up one of the potions that are left intact on the shelves and pull out the stopper with her teeth. She quickly rubs some on her legs and torso in an attempt to clean off her filthy body. I have to say she's an idiot for pouring a random magical liquid on herself... what if it hurt her or something? Bah not that I care. If Eris gets... self-deleted, even I couldn't stop that one. I'm sure Father wouldn't yell at me for her stupidity... I hope. I should probably cover my cunt back up and stop squatting instead of gazing at Eris... that would be a good idea. I stand back up and make my way towards my boots and pants... when I notice something... very odd. "Hey uh Eris?" I point and stare... but not at her tits surprisingly. "Yeah Vaine?" She tilts her head with her usual annoyed tone. "The potion you poured all over yourself is glowing..." I state plainly. She looks down at her hands and then at the potion flask, the liquid she drenched herself with is indeed emitting a soft purple light... and it's spreading across her body quickly. "What the fuck is it doing?!" She yells at what may as well be a brick wall. She screams in panic like a damn lunatic on crack or something. I really can't help but smirk... really as I just said, she did this to herself. However, what actually happens to her is not nearly as bad as she thinks. Within a few seconds, the magenta aura covers her entirely and she begins to shrink. No not just her tits that she slathered with the now infamous boob cream, literally her whole body. The entire process takes about a minute and when it finally stops, she's about the size of a Barbie doll. Man I really got life in plastic on the brain today hmm? I wonder why... Anyway, surprisingly enough I can hear her when she talks, her voice is just unbelievably squeaky like a certain famous chipmunk trio. I'm not gonna make a dozen jokes about it I'm just telling you right now. "Well... it could have been worse." I retort as she finally stops shrinking. "God that was fucking awful." Eris' bitching is somehow cuter when its not her usual annoying voice. It's still an ear bleeding squealing mind you but now it's at least... tolerable. I should probably put my pants back on hmm? I was almost considering giving them to Eris before she shrunk down but she's obviously about a thousand sizes too small right now. Man even if she kept her clothes on... would she have shrunk out of them and been naked right now anyway? Who knows. The goblins are still banging on the door by the way, yup, the horny fuzzballs are still there. She uses her alchemy to make a knife, least I think that's what it is... it's so small. She walks over to the red panties I gave her... and cuts a hole right into the cleaner bits... two, no three pieces of fabric. One is quite long and thin, like an obnoxiously long rectangle, and the other two are literally squares with maybe two slightly longer parallel sides. Ok ok fine it's technically three rectangles then ok? Piss off... I would piss off but I just did a few minutes ago so... yeah the pee jokes are getting lamer every chapter. Ahem, Eris makes a makeshift bra out of the long and thin fabric, it's literally just a scarf around her breasts but whatever. Sarashi wrap! that's what it's called... least in Japan. Durr. Around her booty and kitty cat cunty she makes a simple loincloth in much the same manner, binding certain parts of the fabric all together with alchemy. Man for as shitty as she is at combat her crafting speed is... quicker than mine it seems. She's still dirty in most places but at least she's not nude. Bah I'd rather she stayed naked to be fair, least then I'd have something to look at. I finally get my pants and boots on, took me long enough I know, and I begin training my alchemy today. I ask Eris if she wants me to make her water so she can get cleaned up but she just flips me a teeny tweety bird. Between the two of us, it's not long before we deconstruct most of the trash around here, all in all giving me about fourteen million trillion atoms to work with right now. Yeah not many I know. Hmm... what to start learning... To recap, I can make water, apples, oranges, carrots, potatoes, a pickaxe-hammer hybrid tool, iron throwing knives, plain white undies and a loincloth. Yeah I guess I didn't mention the loincloth before, oopsie. Basically if my pants and panties get destroyed by my acidic pissing ability... I wanted something simple... to cover myself up down there with. Does that sentence work? I think so. Moving on. The horny pee brain part of me wants to just mess around and learn different colored panties, whereas the logical part of my mental consciousness tells me that I should probably learn to make a canteen of some sort. Yeah right now I can make water but I have nothing to put it in unless I bring something with me. It looks like my finger is urinating when I create it, although I can only make like ten to fifteen droplets a second on average... so not an intensely orgasmic stream or anything. After a couple hours of trial and error, I've got the basic shape and size of it down, now all that's really left is to make the material uniformly strong enough so it doesn't leak... oh and I need to make some kind of lid or stopper for it too. Yeah it's still the first round. Guess if we're not gonna kill those goblins outside no one will hmm? Oh well. It's around this time when I notice Eris out of the corner of my eye, I've not been paying much attention to her to be fair. She's made herself a little camp of sorts, like a firepit and a deck chair. I guess she cooked herself some kind of meal. Why alchemize raw meat? Wouldn't cooked meat be easier? Maybe not to be fair I've only made fruits and veggies so far so I can't really judge. But yeah I didn't notice her because of her campsite. I thought she was dancing or something at first but no... she's... squirming. I've seen that before... in bed. She has to pee, pretty badly from the look of it. "You know you can piss at anytime right?" I tilt my head in confusion. "There's no reason to put yourself through so much pain, unless you like it of course." "Fuck off you stupid perverted freak!" Eris' voice squeaks in anger and she begins to squirm around even more. "I'll never stoop to your level!" "What are you a child?" I tease with a slightly bitter tone. "Just urinate in a corner or something, You're shorter than a fat rat right now it's not like I'd hear you on the opposite end of the basement..." "Nngh!" She groans and turns away from me, folding her arms over her chest as she tries to control herself. Man she's really stubborn hmm. I admit, seeing Eris being desperate to pee... doesn't help my horniness. In fact in only makes it worse. My pussy is buzzing as my imagination starts to wonder what she must be feeling right now. Is that awful of me? Probably but I don't care. She's been the worst to me, the least I can do is just fantasize ok? "I'm not gonna help you piss you know." I add with a slight smirk. "You're a... big girl you can go on your own." "Ugh..." She groans once again in a very un-ladylike manner as she squeezes her thighs together in a vain attempt to null the pain. Honestly... even though she's a little bitch, right now quite literally, she's so damn hot. Seeing her squeeze her hands against the front of her makeshift loincloth as she sits there in self-inflicted agony is very arousing. My lower half involuntarily shifts and squirms, but not because I have to pee. It's because my cunt is begging for attention right now, I can feel it dampening by the second. Part of me hates my body for getting turned on by a woman I loathe but the other part of me doesn't have many shits to give. Just when I think the day cannot get any better, apart from watching mini-Eris urinate eventually of course, something else happens in that moment that's great for me but uhh, probably terrible for her. Once Eris notices it happening too she panics once again. "Fuck! Shit... ahh it hurts!" Eris starts screaming again as she begins to grow back to her normal size. The process is just as agonizingly slow as before though. It doesn't take long at all for her loincloth, sarashi wrap and chair to break and rip all around her, leaving her nude once again. Oh god naked and desperate... what a beautiful sight. She clenches her hands over her vulva as her eyes shut tight and she starts to move around, squirming in intense agony. Her back arches and her legs are trembling, clearly struggling to hold herself together, and she's pushing against her slit in a vain attempt to stop it from pissing. Her moans of pain are surprisingly erotic as her voice returns to normal. As for myself well, I can't take it anymore. I sit on the edge of one of the wooden platforms, unbuckle my pant's belt and unbutton them. I slide a hand deep into my black panties and start to ruthlessly tease my burning pussy. F-Fuck I need this right now. My other hand cups one of my breasts and begins to lightly massage it, which causes the pleasure to spread throughout my body rather quickly. It's so wrong to get off to watching Eris in such a predicament, yet it is also so satisfying. Her boobs are so perky and her butthole is probably so damn tight right now... the mere thought of it causes me to rub my entire vulvic cornucopia at a faster rate. My pussy feels so damn good... "Mngh!" Eris moans louder than before. "Ahh... ah!" She opens her eyes and sees me masturbating, I notice her blush at first but she quickly turns away as if she's suddenly feeling... relieved? "P-Pervert..." She mutters softly. "Stop that..." I continue to finger my cunt as my other hand continues to toy with my nipple through my clothing. Her gaze lingers on my groin area and she bites her lower lip. Her pink tail is twitching furiously, she's clearly near her limit. "Fuuckk! Noo!" Eris yells as a gush of golden nectar leaves her urethra. I see the juices spray out of her and flow through her fingers, covering them with her strong scent. It's all so... fucking... hot. I let out a little gasp as I rub my clitoris faster. My hands begin to speed up and I feel a warm sensation spreading in my abdomen. God she looks so good when she's peeing. Almost makes me forget how much of a dumb bitch she really is. Almost. Eris continues to watch me while pissing profusely, she bites her lip as she watches my fingers probe my pussylips. My breathing begins to get louder as my legs begin to spasm. Fuck fuck fuck... yes! Oh god I'm gonna cum! "Ahh! D-Damn. Ffff..." I shout out loudly as my hips jerk upward, a large wet patch spreads around the crotch of my pants from the absurd amount of girlcum I squirt out. I'm panting heavily as I try to catch my breath, gah this climax feels so good right now... I think I'm peeing again, even if only a little bit. Aaaah fuck. After almost a minute, Eris has finally stopped urinating and she's still sitting on the ground, staring at me... with her hands drenched in piss. "S-Such a dirty pervert..." Eris mumbles under her breath. "It..." I try to speak fluently, but my post-orgasmic brain stumbles a bit as I remove my still dripping wet hand from my pants. "It's your own fault for not peeing earlier..." "Tch." Eris sighs. "That's... that's not... I made a mistake." Wow. Eris actually admitted that she fucked up. Is this real life? What the hell is happening today? I never expected to hear her confess to something like that... ever. I really should probably say something here but I have no idea what to say. "Why do you hate me so much?" I ask as I button up my pants then put my belt back together. "I-" Eris begins talking but then looks away. "I don't hate you..." "Then why did were you so bitchy and pompous when we first spoke like a week after we all met Father?" I retort as I stare her in the eyes. "I heard about you from Jason... how lucky you were in your life before we were Reapers." Eris looks at me coldly. "You act like the world betrayed you and that you had it so tough. You were lying to yourself though. And since then, everything's been handed to you on a silver platter. It's gotten to the point where just looking at you irritates me." I cross my arms across my covered breasts, something that this bitch cannot due at the moment due to well, being naked. "You know nothing about me. Everyone... hated me in high school. I was an outcast and treated like shit by everyone even the damn teachers and ignored by my family, it was like I was invisible to them." I'm the one getting bitchy now I admit. Eris just stares at me for a moment or two before she sighs. "You know nothing about me either dumbass." Eris practically spits at me. "You at least had a warm home and three meals a day. You were able to finish school... well you would have, had we not become Reapers but still, your life was on track to be... not complete shit. I cannot say the same for me." My expression softens but only slightly as Eris continues. "My Father was an abusive fucker and my Mother was just a worthless shell of a woman who did nothing but drink herself to sleep and watch TV all day. He got me pregnant at sixteen... and kicked me out of the fucking house. I was forced into a group home for troubled teens while having a god damn incest baby in my womb." Fuck... damn. I made a dark joke about Eris earlier... now I feel like shit about it. I didn't know ok? Otherwise I'd not have even thought of it. I'm evil but I'm not that fucked up in the head. Shit. "Late into my second trimester I knew something was wrong with the baby." Eris' face suddenly turned grim. "I forced myself to go to a nearby hospital... where they did a few tests and found that... that his heart had stopped. I hated my father for all the times he raped me... but I still wanted this child to have a chance at life. I planned on leaving him on an orphanage doorstep after I gave birth like a god damn Hollywood movie... but it never happened." ... I was speechless. I couldn't really say anything. "I went back to the group home, got myself two jobs at once for pitiful wages, saved up enough money for about six months and then moved into a shitty apartment. I tried looking for other work but I just went from one trash job to the next, barely getting by. Life got better when I was twenty-two and met my future husband but... before then my life was horrible. That's what I mean when I say that life has been kind to you. Because it fucking has." "I'm sorry." All I can seem to say is those two cliché words that usually mean jack shit. "I didn't know." "No one knows. And you'd better not tell anyone... not even your girlfriend." Eris snaps at me but I let it slide. "I won't, don't worry." Is my simple response... or it would have been if I didn't continue talking. "Is that why you have the horny beam power?" "Excuse me? What the actual fuck Vaine?!" Eris is more upset than ever... I don't blame her since I didn't explain myself. "I mean... you have it so that when you fight a nasty man you can uhh... give them an involuntary erection, which in turn will make it easier to cut off their filthy dick with your clawed gloves... before you kill them slowly as they're writhing on the ground?" She just looks at me with a stupefied and dumbfounded look on her face... but at least she doesn't look angry anymore. "How the fuck do you come up with this depraved shit?" Eris asks me with a straight face. "Uhh..." I look away awkwardly. "I mean... that's what I would use it for... if I was uh, unfortunate enough to grow up as fucked up as you did." With those words we kind of just stop talking. I use alchemy to craft Eris a very thin towel of sorts so she can at least try to dry her cunt and hands off. It takes me about ten minutes to make another sarashi wrap for her boobies so I guess I can do that now... along with the canteen I learned earlier, as misshapen as it is right now. Eris takes the last fresh pair of panties from my bag, blue if you cared, and puts them on after she dries her special places off. She spends the next couple of hours wearing nothing else but them... and my crude boob scarf. The goblins.... or furry pervert Sentinels or whatever are still barking at the barred door so... today just ends up being a single round in the arena. As I would find out later on, only Eris, Jason, Toshia and I survived the day. So for Sorcha, Paisou and Axel the day went by really quickly, since you know they were deactivated and unconscious for most of it. Well anyway, that night I was surprisingly not in the mood for kinky lesbian sex. When Sorcha asked me why, I told her that I saw Eris piss out a river today and she got super jealous in her own cute way, down to the cliché "I wish I could have seen that too!" line. But whatever, we just cuddled tonight and slept naked, which was more than good enough for me after hearing that grim story. I kept my promise to Eris' and didn't spill her dark secret past. I uhh, have had a lot to think about today. About life and shit. I guess I'm not doing all that badly after all. ~~Tuesday December 16, 2008~~ Today is... well, just another day in the arena. Or is it? Yeah it kinda is. Although... right now... this is very likely gonna just turn into another training day where Sorcha and I just hide... and fuck. What? You want me to explain? Ugh, fine... damn readers and needing context. Today the arena is a barren desert. Yes a dome covered sand pit surrounded by the actual Nevada Desert, I appreciate the irony of that one. What do you mean that's not how to use that word? Piss off. Anyway, today we're fighting primitive ass lizardmen. Is that racist? Probably. Anyway I don't really need to describe them beyond that, most of them have two tails but besides that they're like the fantasy monsters of some Dungeons and Dragons campaign brought to life. Regardless they've been uhh, annoying to fight. Not because of their weapons, tactics or teamwork, oh no no no... because of this fucking desert heat. What's that? Heat sucks for everyone? Well it's worse for me motherfuckers because I'm literally covered in black fur... mostly. And if you know middle school science, which I hope you do (shout out to my one fan who's secretly a Flat Earther), you'd know that the color black... absorbs heat. So even when I'm wearing a white hijab, a thin thobe, pale sandals and yes even a white bra and panties... I still sweat bricks and feel all gross underneath my clothing. And to top it all off, gravity is much higher in the arena today... I'm guessing it's around 4-5G but I really couldn't tell you exactly. Thanks to the absurd training for these past seven weeks, I've mostly gotten used to 2G and even 3G. Any higher than that though, even walking becomes an absolute chore. I hate it. As I said, just an annoying state to fight in. Thankfully I only have to kill like four lizardmen before I find Sorcha, who's basically wearing the exact same thing I am. What? Sorcha wears clothes? When we train in the arena... yeah she does... otherwise she's still the nudist that I love. Regardless, we meet up and plan on spending the next round together. There are still well over thirty enemies left according to the scoreboard so... guess we'll be together for a bit at least. We brought alot of water with us in our backpacks so we're good there. After about twenty minutes of mindless desert wandering... we get lucky and find a small mouth to a cave. Once we make our way inside, it's quite spacious honestly. The rocks in here are dull and gray, pretty much the opposite of the baked sandstones outside. Scattered bits of sunlight are coming in through the ceiling and at the back of the cave... is a pool of crystal clear water. "Help me with the entrance hun." Sorcha says, snapping me out of my brief daze. "Oh yeah, sure." I reply. We place our backpacks alongside an inner wall along with our hijabs and get to work. I should mention that for the past couple of weeks, Sorcha and I have trained our alchemy together, she's really helped me out a lot. I got a skill that she recommended to me to aid with another skill I plan to get later, it just has numerous beneficial side effects that I didn't realize at the time. But anyway she told me about an ability called Cognitive Processing. It basically allows me to do math a lot faster in my head than a normal anthro ever could, thus it increases the rate at which I can make stuff with alchemy due to the calculations being more automated to my AI core and much easier to execute. I also got Cognitive Acceleration, which allows me to do problem solving tasks a lot quicker. When combined with my super reflexes, these skills have an effect that's kind of like Spider-Man's spidey sense, sort of... minus the like slowing down of time or whatever, it still feels the same as it always has. I don't know it's hard to explain beyond that. Can you tell I was a Spider-Man fan in my life before all this? Anyway, moving on. What're we making you may be asking? A barricade. Yup. We're blocking off most of the entrance to the cave with freshly crafted scrap metal, some reinforced metallic foundations and some absurdly strong glue that Sorcha alchemizes to hold it all together. It's usually enough to keep the primitive Sentinels at bay when we make a camp in a closed off space in order to like rest and stuff. Or in this case you know... have filthy lesbian sex. Now you're caught up, again. Hooray! "But V..." I hear you asking. "Isn't making love in the arena dangerous? What if you get teleported out after all the enemies die, thus causing you to leave all your discarded clothes behind? You won't be able to get em back for the rest of the day due to Father's strange clothing rules you know." Yeah that's a risk I'm willing to take. And it's happened once already I'll have you know. Spending the rest of the day nude in the desert would suck but uhh... Sorcha clearly doesn't care. Quite frankly neither do I. We're both way too horny today. I'm craving her badly right now. My pussy feels like it's melting off of it's hinges... if it had any. I'm sure she feels the same. When we're finished the barricade looks more like a door, probably because Sorcha made a door frame and everything and also made some rather large bolts on the side that we can blockade the "door" with. Damn her alchemy is way faster than mine, her Cognitive Processing is likely a much higher level since she's had it for a while. By the time we're done we're a bit sweaty, so we take yet another drink of water and I make a couple apples and oranges for us to eat as a pre-sex snack of sorts. "So what'd you have in mind?" I ask her. "Mmm..." Sorcha has a slightly devious look on her face as she kisses me tenderly. "Just what mommy knows you like..." Both of our thin robes make a light "Wuoosh" sound as they hit the ground, due to the higher gravity, leaving us both wearing naught but our sweat stained underwear. Making out in higher G? Yeah it's the same as making out in lower G, except that our tongues have to work extra hard to tease each other. I'm gonna stop referencing the gravity now. I wanna focus on sucking on my girlfriend's facehole ok? Thank you. We continue to just stand there making out, our arousal building all the while. We're both panting from the heat both sexual and literal, I can feel my panties begin to dampen even more and I'm sure Sorcha's getting wetter by the second. I feel her tail brush up along my waist, her soft fur makes me feel so fuzzy. I hear Sorcha moan softly as my hands begin to feel around her body. I take her large covered breasts into my hands and start to massage them softly, running my fingers over her smooth white titty fur. They're so big and full, just like her ass... god I really am a lucky girl hmm? She laughs lightly as she pulls away from my lips, but she's still standing right up against me. "Vaine, you know what I want right? You know what I really want." "I know..." I smirk at her. "What do you want mommy?" "Mmm..." She moans a little bit more as I squeeze her breasts harder. "I want you to eat me out until I can barely stand." "Mmhmm." I moan as I feel my pussy begin to tingle, the urge to just finger myself right here and now is very tempting. But I hold back. I'm a good girl, I promise mommy. Sorcha turns around and supports her upper body by placing her hands on the cave wall. Her panty covered butt and swishing tail is so intoxicating right now. "Be a good girl Vaine..." She whispers sensually. I waste no time pulling her panties down to her knees and giving her bare ass a nice hard slap, causing her to yelp and then giggle. Her yellow furred butt jiggles wonderfully when I do so. Her pale pussy and tight asshole are dripping wet and clearly waiting for me. My body moves on it's own accord as I start to lower myself down. "Mmm... yes please eat me out dear." Sorcha purrs and then moans when she feels my tongue poke at her sensitive love button. I've got her juicy cunt completely exposed and ready to be toyed and played with, the musky scent of her arousal is so sweet and completely overtakes me. My nipples harden against my bra as I start to lick and nibble on her pussy lips, causing her to groan softly. I tease her privates with my tongue, moving repeatedly from her clitoris all the way up to her asshole, making sure to take my time and savor every inch of her womanhood and anal rim. I admit, I may be paying more attention to her anus than her cunt right now, it's hard for me to tell to be honest, I can't get enough of either. Both of them are so soothing to my inner soul that I feel like I'm eating a nice home cooked meal in the middle of the harsh winter. "God your pussy tastes so fucking good momma." I roleplay as I kiss her butt cheek and the small of her back, while she lets out a cute little laugh. "Your butthole is delicious too." "Vaine, please don't call my ass delicious." Sorcha says with a grin. "Unless you plan on eating it for dinner of course." "Of course I'll eat it!" I retort playfully. I begin to finger her pussy with one hand, while holding her right asscheek in my other one. Her anus winks at me slightly, a telltale sign that it's time to continue what I started. I bring my lips to her butthole, giving it a soft kiss before opening and letting my tongue enter her tight sphincter. "Mm!" Sorcha moans loudly. "Yes... please eat my ass... oh your fingers... ffff..." I start to move my hand faster in her cunt, making her vaginal tunnel slicker and slicker. The juices that were already dripping down her thighs begin to coat my wrist and forearm in a nearly steady stream of girlcum. "Ahhh!" She gasps. "Don't... stop... ahh fuck..." I flick my tongue back and forth lustfully, making sure to cover every millimeter of her butthole with my saliva. I've become so enamored with her anus right now that I can feel my own cunt enflamed from desire. My pussy is starting to make lewd sloshing noises against my sopping wet panties as I move my leaking vagina from side to side, my clit is burning and aching from neglect. I desperately want to masturbate right now... but I know mommy will take care of me once I finish. "Faster..." Sorcha orders quietly. "Harder... faster..." I can feel her cunt quiver and her gloryhole clench as I pump three of my fingers into her muff while my thumb ruthlessly teases her clitoris. Her gleaming yellow butthole tightens around my tongue, her sexual scent which was fairly strong just a few minutes ago is now seeming to eclipse everything else. I hear her breathing become even more erratic and irregular and her moans grow in intensity. "Vaine!" She yells and groans loudly, her legs buckling a bit as her anal rim squeezes around my tongue like it doesn't want to let me go. Her juices shoot out of her snatch like a waterfall and her entire body shivers in delight. Her entire vagina spasms around my fingers and she lets out a high pitched cry of ecstasy. "Ff-fuck... fuuuuck." Sorcha moans as she holds onto the wall for dear life. My fingers are completely soaked in her nectar as I continue to eat her ass. Her sphincter relaxes again and her pussy is oozing so much fluid that I'm pretty much bathing in her girlcum at this point. "S-So good..." Sorcha mumbles, as her legs give out and she slowly rests on the ground with her butt hanging in the air. I pull my tongue out of her anus and lick my wet hand lustfully. A large dark patch is visible in the middle of my white panties and a gleaming trail of girlcum is visible between my inner thighs, a few droplets are even dripping onto the cave floor. It doesn't take long for Sorcha to recover from her sexual daze and she crawls over to me on all fours after pulling her bra off. She's so damn sexy... I love her so much. I yank off my bra in return, finally my breasts can breathe again. "I think it's time we made you feel good too sweetie." She smirks at me as her tail twitches happily, her yellow slit still dripping furiously I might add. "Yes please..." I beg as she crawls over to me like she's filming a doggystyle porn video and places her nose directly above my bladder. "I'm gonna get you so damn wet..." Her breath feels so hot right now. "Mmm so wet..." Her soft mouth licks and chews around the wet areas of my panties, causing my entire body to shudder with delight. She moves her long tongue up and down, making me pant and squirm with anticipation. She nibbles on the outskirts of my vulva and I can't help but let out a erotic moan. I can feel the drool dripping from her mouth onto my cunt, making my panties even wetter and warmer than they already were. I start to shove my crotch against her face, feeling her nose press up against my clitoris sends waves of pleasure to my brain instantly. "I think it's time to take these off." Sorcha giggles and then starts to slowly pull down my undies. God even her doing that right now is causing me to go crazy. "Aaaahh..." I cry out lewdly as she peels off my panties, exposing my engorged clitoris and my dripping wet black pussy to the humid subterranean air. She continues her naughty assault on my vaginal lips, covering her face in my slutty juices. My hips involuntarily jerk forward, forcing my darkened slit into her eager mouth even more than before. My hands rub around and tease my tits, giving my nipples the attention they need right now. I bite down on my lower lip as I feel her tongue enter my cunt and start to lick my inner walls hungrily. "Oh god!" I moan loudly. "Fuck... yeah..." Sorcha takes the chance to look up at me, our eyes lock and her smile turns sinister. "Mmm..." She coos. "You look so desperate right now hun... your honeypot is twitching so much..." "It feels so good mommy..." I can't help but be a little flirty. "Your tongue is so fucking good." "Good girls should be rewarded when they're nice... but you've been naughty today." She teases, before getting behind me and bringing her lips back down south. I feel her tongue travel down towards my dumptruck, she softly inserts two of her fingers inside my butthole as she licks and nibbles at my anal rim. "F-Fuck..." I scream out as she pumps into my ass with her digits, rubbing her saliva into my asshole, making her way inside me. "Ahh..." She begins to finger fuck me harder, her tongue presses hard against my sphincter, causing me to shiver, my vaginal muscles start to clench and release themselves involuntarily like it's struggling to breathe. I cannot hold out much longer... "Ahhh! Fuck!" I can barely contain myself. "I'm gonna cum! Ahhh!" She thrusts her fingers into me like a jackhammer and eats out my ass like it's her last meal. My mind is blank, my brain is filled only with lustful thoughts. My body begins to shake, my hips jerk and twitch, I can't help but let out an erotic cry of pleasure as my vaginal fluids gush out of me in a warm wave of orgasmic bliss. "FUCK!" I scream out passionately. "FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" Sorcha continues to finger me throughout my climax, her other hand groping and teasing my buttcheeks and anus, making me feel so much pleasure. "Ahh fuck... Sorcha..." I cry out, feeling my cunt convulse with ecstasy. She brings her lips up to mine, we kiss passionately for a minute or two, before we take a big drink of water from our canteens. We stuff our clothes into our backpacks so we don't lose them after the round. Afterwards we go to the pool of water to relax and manage to find a nice spot to sit where the water just barely comes up to our breasts, leaving everything above our nipples exposed and the rest hidden below. I'm not gonna lie, even after a nice orgasm and a refreshing drink of water I'm still super horny. I can tell Sorcha feels the same way too. Her gaze has been on me, making my body tingle with a sensation of arousal since the moment we sat down in this natural hot tub. Her breasts are covered in sweat and her hair is a little messy, but she looks so damn hot right now. Even so, we know we don't wanna push our luck right now, the round is bound to be over soon and while the sex is awesome we'd both rather not fight naked in the rounds after this one. As it stands we'd have just enough time to grab our backpacks as soon as we hear the end-of-round buzzer before we get teleported out. We'll make love a lot tonight anyway I'm sure judging by how ravenous we've been today so far. So, instead of fucking, disappointing I know, we talk instead. "You've really been making good progress with your alchemy skills Vaine." Sorcha states happily. "Really?" I tilt my head, surprised. "I feel like I've been going as slow as ever... I'm so far behind what you and Jason can do." "I know you feel like you're not keeping up but you're doing much better than you think." She says while smiling. "You just have to be patient, and be a little more confident in yourself." "Yeah yeah I've always had a problem with that..." I sigh, looking away. "Hey, you're a much better anthro than you think, and I love you for who you are." Sorcha rubs my thigh underneath the water lightly. Careful girl you be getting awfully close to my kitty down there. "Sorry I've been kinda bitchy this month..." I try to change the subject as I enjoy the leg attention. "I'm still just... working through some stuff. Paisou and I still haven't talked much since that day at the waterpark... I'm just worried that I fucked up something and that I won't be able to fix our friendship." "Vaine, what happened with Paisou is just how it is." Sorcha shakes her head. "If anything it's my fault for pushing him too far... I'm sorry." "No no it's ok you've already apologized... you don't need to anymore." I stammer a bit as my shoulders slump. "Sorry if I ruined the sexy mood I just-" Sorcha plants a kiss on my lips and holds it there for a few seconds. Ahh... something so simple can feel so nice. "Vaine, you did nothing wrong." Sorcha says in a soft yet determined voice. "If you just give him space and are honest when he's ready to talk, that's really all you can do right now." "Yeah..." I sigh deeply. "I know." "Let's just relax..." Sorcha coos. "The round should be over soon... but..." Sorcha kisses me again and we inhale each other's scent for a couple minutes. "Let's just... piss away our worries." She smirks. God she says the word piss like it's a divine goddess we should be worshipping or something. We both continue to smile as we release our bladders. God... peeing in a pool feels so uniquely liberating. As the water around our privates quickly warms up even more, we begin to toy with each other's nipples softly. We continue to casually make out while enjoying the sensation of relieving ourselves, god I've really made her into a kinky woman haven't I? We're completely absorbed in our own little world until the round ends and we grab our backpacks seconds before we teleport. I do my best to dry myself off in the few minutes I have between rounds and get dressed once again in my thin desert garments. Today is going to be a long and annoying day... but at least the sex has made it better. ~~Friday, December 26th, 2008~~ Well... here we are, Christmas is upon us or whatever. What do you mean it was yesterday? Geez it's one day off because of our schedule, you guys and gals already know we only have Fridays off right? Regardless... today is going to be a great day... I can feel it. And I can feel my bladder bulging too as I do a potty dance. Once again Sorcha and the gang have set up a unique sexy thing for us to do today, well not that it has taken much time apparently but you know. We have been holding since this morning, we didn't have our wake-up pee... and it's already late into the afternoon. To top it all off, Eris is here with us as well and she claims she's 'playing fair' and hasn't urinated today either. Whatever girl... good luck holding out without our bladder skills. Bah, whatever, I'm sure Sorcha or Jason or whoever managed to convince her to get the Iron Bladder skill, this holding contest wouldn't be a very fun three way if she didn't have it. So yeah the three female Reapers are all together. We're in the backstage of some theatre... wearing nothing but a pair of panties, knee high socks and a cheap Santa hat. Yes we're all topless right now. I admit we all look sexy as fuck... especially Sorcha. Her blue panties really just compliment her yellow furred body perfectly. Eris is wearing white undies and I have purple ones on but you all don't care about the details right? Regardless, what are we doing backstage you may be asking? Good question, I'm not entirely sure. God I really havta pee... but I don't wanna lose to Eris. I don't have to wait around very long though as Axel walks through the red curtain and tells us that everything is ready. We follow him to the brightly lit stage... and see three... basically BDSM chairs on it. In the audience seats Toshia and Jason are sitting down, Paisou is the only Reaper not here. I assume he didn't wanna come... I'll uhh, have to try talking to him again after this, see if I can finally get to the bottom of this rift that seems to be between us. But... ahh fuck my pussy... that will be for after. Axel instructs us to sit in the missionary position on the weird looking recliner chairs, so we do. We're basically laying down on them, with our knees far apart in the air and our feet practically touching our butts. Between our embarrassing positions and the bright spotlights that are shining on all three of us, nothing is being left to the imagination. Toshia and Jason have come up from the seats and are now tying Eris and I up, Axel is working on getting Sorcha bound and ready. Toshia tightens my ankles and wrists to the chair so I can't really move. I mean I could escape with my skills if I wanna but ahh fuck... this is a kinky sexy public display, so fleeing won't be on my mind. God my pussy is on fire right now... we've all been holding for what like... thirteen hours almost now? I dunno but it's awhile... Fuck fuck fuck I wanna pee but I also want to put on a good show for the anthro men around us. Except for Jason. He's already seen me piss, a lot. ... Ok I won't mind showing him too, maybe just a little bit. "Alright ladies." Axel has suddenly started to act like a game show host for some reason. "The contest is officially starting. Hold onto your cooter juice for as long as possible. " Cooter juice? That's new. "The winner will get a trophy." He holds up a cheap looking silver trophy that literally looks like a pissing pussy... damn if he made that with Alchemy that's actually pretty detailed. "And the losers will get... shamed." Sorcha and I are taking that shitty trophy to our room Eris! You can't stop us! Ehhehe... ahh fuck fuck... even laughing on the inside is causing my bladder to scream at me. It doesn't take long for them all to sit back down in their front row audience seats... and whip out their dicks. Well, Axel and Toshia do, Jason just sits there with his half chub looking around awkwardly. Come on man, we've all seen your tiny billy willy before. Watching the two buff men slowly stroking themselves to my painfully arousing agony is uhh, quite hot not gonna lie. Sorcha is moaning softly beside me and I can tell that Eris, on the opposite side of the stage, is quite horny and uncomfortable as well. Dammit I wanna touch myself too! Ahh shi- it hurts... I can feel my vagina getting wetter by the second as I start to leak girlcum. "Oh fuck..." I can't help but let out a lewd moan. "Mmm." Sorcha groans, as her cunt starts to ooze love juice into the inner folds of her blue panties. "You're so damn sexy right now..." "So are you." I reply warmly, my eyes looking down at her thick, full breasts, her stiff yellow nipples pointing straight up at the ceiling. "Tch." Eris scoffs, her hips move a little bit. "As if you can even call this sexy..." "Oh shut up bitch." I growl at her. "What was that?" Eris shouts in a mocking tone. "You... ahh heard me." I groan. "Just hold in your piss for Jason and I'm sure he'll fuck you silly as a reward afterwards." Eris simply dismisses my comment and all three of us just continue the holding contest for awhile. I'm starting to get really sweaty and my legs are shaking more often than not. Gah, my arousal is sky high right now and looking at Axel and Toshia slowly wank themselves off isn't helping. The pain in my groin is also getting much worse, it's not unbearable by any means but it is really uncomfortable. I need to concentrate or I'm gonna piss hard, my bladder is begging for relief by this point. Sorcha and I have done this "bladder torture" kind of hold before but that was by ourselves... I don't think either of us have held for so long before. My anus feels so tight, like to the point where even the slightest fart would cause my urethra to leak right now. I feel like my bladder is a balloon being held under a pressurized hose, giving me a fresh understanding of what a bathroom accident feels like in the obnoxiously embarrassing time leading up to the main event. As the pain in my crotch grows over the next few minutes, I begin to squirm around even more and let out a few whimpers... fuck I really wanna pee. But Sorcha and Eris are holding on and look just as erotically miserable as me. Man they're both so hot but I say that all of the time. I just wanna jam my cunt into Sorcha's panty covered pussy and just unleash the tsunami I'm holding back right now. This is both the best and the worst feeling ever. Oh fuck I want to cum.... but piss... ahh the piss is going to burst out of me. I'm gonna get my pussy all wet and sticky... shit. The more I twitch and move, the more I feel my vagina throb with desire. My clitoris is aching to an alarming degree but I can't touch it. All the anthro men in front of us are masturbating harder now... their cocks are all engorged by this point. They clearly wanna cum too but they're holding themselves back for when we unleash our golden juice. God this is so fucking hot... but it's also horrible... ugh... this feels too good and so bad. The only thing I can really do to take the edge off is move my bound legs and cunt back and forth, even if only a little bit. I can hear a squishing sound from where my panties are soaked with my girlcum. I feel a trickle of liquid dribble from my urethra, sliding down my buttcheeks and around my anus as it's absorbed into my purple panties. Fuck fuck fuck I leaked... ahh god it hurts~~~ ugh... fuck... I hear Sorcha's breathing become rather ragged, I guess mine is too. God she's so sexy... I just wanna finger fuck her badly and have her piss through my digits. Fuck... no no no no I can't think like that right now. Fuck fuck fuck ugh! I try to clear my mind but all that I can do is focus on not peeing.... fff my mind is blank right now. Is this what true enlightenment feels like? Probably not, I'm no monk. I can feel more warm liquid escaping from my piss hole, the more I shift my crotch around, the more of it leaks out. I can't help it, I have to pee... I can no longer hold it. I cry out lewdly as my inflated bladder snaps and an absolutely insane stream of urine shoots out of me like a cannon. The mere thought that I lost doesn't even enter my head as my legs shake uncontrollably as I feel an amazing amount of relief. Ugh, I feel like I could cum at anytime. "Oh dear... ahhh ahhh... Mommy's girl sprung a leak." Sorcha winks at me. How she's still holding is beyond me... but good for her. I just enjoy the moment. I don't even really notice the fact that Eris is now pissing as well so I guess Sorcha has won. For some reason, Eris panties are now off of her and Jason is pushing her bunched up undies into her urinating snatch over and over again, drenching them in pee. That's actually really arousing I'm not gonna lie. In fact I'm paying so much attention to them and my furiously weeing pussy that I don't notice that Sorcha has been free for abit. She stands in front of me and I begin to pee on her tummy.... ffff fuck... she's so pretty. "I hope you don't mind... ah.... ugh... but I really have to go... and there's no place to go right now... except for here." Sorcha grins mischievously. Sorcha barely manages to hold onto her bladder as she puts her shielded cunt over mine... and begins to dry hump my pissing pussy as she screams as she starts to urinate loudly. I guess it's not a dry hump it's a wet hump but you know. Ahh ahh fuck... her pee is so damn warm... or maybe it's mine who knows. This is seriously the best way to have sex. By the way, Axel's cock is in Sorcha's face and she's lewdly slurping on it. Toshia offers me his manmeat and I take it into my mouth eagerly. I've stopped paying attention to Jason and Eris right now but I'm sure they're still having fun. God I love this... the taste of dick, feeling of pissing and getting my slit absolutely drenched by my girlfriend's sweet urine. Is there anything better in life? No. No I don't think so. Sorcha continues to ride me like she's bouncing on an invisible dildo as we keep jerking Toshia and Axel off with our mouths. The piss doesn't stop soaking into the fur around our privates, making us both sopping and sticky down there. My clitoris is screaming for attention, I need to cum right now... and I think I'm about to I can't hold out anymore. "Murf!" I mumble, still wanking Toshia off as best I can with my tongue. "mmm... mm nonna cum!" "Ungh!" He moans and shoots his thick, white gorrilla jizz down my throat. "Fuck... I couldn't hold it any longer... you ladies are too damn good at this." I choke a little bit as my orgasm starts to rip though me and I swallow every drop of Toshia's baby batter. There's so much... it's so nasty but I'm feeling way too good to complain for more than a fraction of a second. "Sorcha..." Axel moans as he pulls his cock from her lips. "I can't... ahhh... hold it... any longer!" Sorcha and are going to get drenched in bear semen, there's no avoiding it. Pretty sure Sorcha cums as well because she shudders uncontrollably and tries to force her snatch into mine like she has a penis of some sort. Yes the non-existant dick swapped between us I'm well aware. "A-Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Axel roars like a... well like a bear as he squirts his gooey sperm onto our bodies. It's too much for Sorcha and me, we can't take it. Our pissing pussies spray their girlcum everywhere as we continue to climax, drenching the other anthros in our fluid. We can't seem to stop orgasming and the more we pee the more pleasure we're in... like a vicious erotic cycle. Suffice to say, today may have been just as good if not better than our doctor roleplay session a couple months ago. I don't know how long we fuck for but it's awhile. We spend the day honoring Jesus Christ by just having a naughty sex day, because that makes perfect sense. You can't see me but I'm giving you all a thumbs up right now as I write this. Soon... we shall have our next end of the month trial, The Test of Wisdom. Once again I have no idea what to expect. I shall just have to do my best as always, I guess. But for now... more love making... and cock sucking. ~~Wednesday December 31st, 2008~~ Welp. The last day of 2008 is here. What can I say about it? It doesn't feel any different than any other day, apart from it being a test day of course. Will it even matter once I'm off of Earth? Doesn't every planet have a unique amount of hours in a day and like days in the fucking year? Blech, sounds messy and a pain in the ass to keep track of time when you travel the galaxy. I guess in the future I'll know how old I am in "Earth Years" but when it all comes down to it, it's just a number. What're numbers anyway? Are those consistent throughout the universe? If not that's going to be another major headache that future me will have to deal with. Sorry, I ranted abit too long there about nothing, let's move on. Today, I'm just getting dressed in whatever the fuck is in my closet because it doesn't matter. It's gonna be torn off of me after the exam and after our monthly meal with Father anyway so there's not much of a point in caring about it. Man. This wave of anxiety that I've had for the past what... five weeks... is still here. I'm way too far up my own ass right now to think properly. Girl, just wear some panties and a shirt and pants it's not hard I mean Jesus Christ, no need to overanalyze everything. ... Blasphemy? Yeah maybe. Once I'm done arguing with myself in my bedroom, I slept alone last night because I wanted a clear head for the test today, I make my way into a pod and well you know the rest of it. Although, instead of an arena today... we all meet in a waiting room of sorts. A bit odd but ok. I'm like the third one here, Jason and Eris beat me, ouch. But it's cool I'll just uhh, be over here on the opposite side, no need to speak to them. The rest of us arrive in only like four to five minutes and once we're all here, we see a holographic screen light up and Father is on display, wearing one of his many flashy suit as per usual. "Good morning." Father begins talking formally, I assume he can see us all right now through cameras. "Welcome to the fifth test of twelve, The Test of Wisdom. This exam is simple but you all must do it one at a time. I'm afraid I cannot tell you exactly what the trial is, you must enter the door one at a time." This kind of reminds me of the introductory test we took before we even lived in the megastructure. That feels like a lifetime ago almost. During that initial exam we... Power. Dominate. Control. ... well, you know. "The order you enter will be randomized, unless one of you volunteers to go first." Father states plainly. Two of us raise our hands, of course they did. "Since Jason raised his hand .14 seconds quicker than Eris, he'll go first, Eris will go second. The rest of the order will be determined by lot." Yeah I get to go fifth, yay. Doesn't matter anyway, I'll probably be waiting here awhile. ... That's what I thought anyway but within like six minutes, all four Reapers in front of me finished their tests and it was now my turn to enter the mystery door. Really? Ok... quick one then I guess. Through the door is a rather short and dim hallway of blackened metal. When I get to the testing area I'm quite surprised by what I find. The room is nothing more than a simple large cube, kind of, with an entrance where I am and one on the opposite side. They're connected by an darkened arched bridge with no railings... and a pitch black pit that just lies ominously below. I can't even see the bottom despite being able to make out the rest of the black room so that's kinda scary. "Welcome Vaine." I hear Father's voice through some kind of intercom. "The test is simple, it'll be over once you cross the bridge and enter the door on the other side." Seriously? That's all? What the fuck kinda test is this? Just when I'm all mentally confused and I take my first step- ~~ I'm on an airplane, more accurately a passenger on said plane. Huh? Wasn't I just- where was I? Was I dreaming? "What's wrong honey?" I jolt my head up and I see my mother sitting next to me, My real father is asleep in the window seat next to her. "Did you have a bad dream?" "No I-" I try to speak properly but my voice comes out all strange and squeaky. "I'm fine." It's only then when I look down and see my body. I'm a child. I can't be any older than like I dunno, seven or eight. ... Is this the trip we took to New York City when I was a little kid? Did we even go there? Wha- What am I doing back here? What was I doing... before? Gah, my head is all cloudy I hate this. I just want to leave the plane but I don't even have the strength to undo my safety belt. "We'll be landing soon honey." Mom says quietly as she holds my hand. "Ok." I say meekly and look down. This isn't real this isn't real this isn't real... what the FUCK is going on? "Daddy and I both love you sweetie." ~~ I'm snapped back to reality, back on the bridge. I'm breathing heavily and my legs are shaking. Right, the test, ugh, I cannot fall down the chasm, I'm sure that'd be a pain. 'It'll be over once you cross the bridge and enter the door on the other side.' Father's words echo through my mind. I sigh deeply and concentrate. Guess this is going to be a strange battle of the mind or some shit. Alright, let's go. I manage to take two more steps, before- ~~ "Oh god you're so damn tight Vaine..." A blue haired hedgehog grunts as he thrusts his cock into my pussy over and over again. Feels so good... the way he tightly grabs my ass to hold me in place... his thick member filling me up. Ahh I love fucking in the bathroom stalls at school... so filthy... ahh ahh... I'm riding his dick like there's no tomorrow, my ass thumps up and down on his thin legs as I force my hips up and down on his privates over and over again. Ahhh this is just the best. ... Wait... who is this? Ahhh ahh fuck... Do I know this anthro? It feels great but uhh... something's wrong... As my cunt blazes its heat throughout my body I try to concentrate. I never had sex in school... I was a virgin until... until- ~~ Fuck. I come back to the bridge once again, horny and sexually flustered. I think I get it now. This test is about false memories or something right? The quicker I realize that they're not real the more I will breeze through this thing. I manage to take five more steps, maybe because I solved the riddle, so to speak, sooner. ~~ The warm summer sun glazes itself along my black furred coat and I let out a sigh. Relaxing on the beach is so nice. I open my eyes and see my entire Senior Biology class taking photos of my nude body with their flip phones and smile. This... this is the kind of attention I deserve. These pricks and bitches should be worshipping me like this all the time... Look at me, look at me more. My pussy dampens from all the eyes that are glued onto it. I wanna piss in front of these peasants so badly... ... but I stop myself. We never took a class field trip to a nudist beach are you mad? Next please. ~~ Three more steps... halfway across... something. "God what a fucking loser." I hear a girl in my class whisper behind me. "I know right? All that drab black make-up, who the fuck goes around looking like a depressed clown all day?" Another girl laughs, she doesn't even bother to lower her voice. "She just wants attention... and boys never give it to her anyway." Shut up... "What a worn down whore she is, I bet she's the easiest fuck in the whole school." "Oh totally." SHUT UP SHUT UP! I get it ok?! No one respected me in high school, nobody! I should have just been the slut everyone thought I was... at least I'd have had more fun that way. ~~ Black. Everything is... just the void. There's nothing around me, except the faint twinkle of distant stars. I can't breathe, can't move... can't hear. Help me.... please. Someone? Anyone? Hello? Do I even have thoughts anymore? What even am I now? Where am- what- ... Oh. This is death. I'm dead. This is what awaits all mortals for an eternity... or me if I fuck up and get killed. This blows. But it's not real... not yet. I'm alive. Get me the fuck outta here. ~~ Warm. Ahh warmth. I'm hugging someone from their back, really tightly. She smells great... her fur is the color of the sun. Sorcha. Sorcha and I are snuggling on some sort of bed... and we're inside a boat's cabin I think since I can feel the calm push and pull of the ocean. That, along with the steady beating of her heart is all I need to hear. I'm so happy. My nipples, slit and anus feel amazing... I could stay here all day. Fuck everything else just give me an eternity with... with... I see how it is brain. You're telling me that this won't last forever so I should enjoy it while I can? You're probably right. Still I'd love to rule some planet together with Sorcha, keeping the citizens in line for Father's purposes... but I know that's not going to happen. Some day, when Reapers are the strongest beings in the universe, it'll only take one of us to have control over a single world. Sorcha... I love you. I'm sorry if I don't tell you that enough. ~~ Before I know it, I'm already on the other side of the massive gap. I did it, I crossed the bridge of nightmares and pipe dreams. "Twenty two seconds." Father's voice echoes through the cube. "Great job, wait in the room with the others Vaine." It doesn't take long for me to enter the room with everyone else, minus two. Sorcha is here thankfully so I sit beside her and give her a big hug. She clearly had the same mentally fucked dream as me because she doesn't resist me at all. About three minutes later, Paisou and Axel enter the room and we're all done. Once we all sit down, Father steps through the other doorway. "Good work everyone." Father speaks warmly. "Today you have all taken the first step to overcoming your worst fears and seen glimpses of your strongest desires. I don't want to discourage you from following your dreams, far from it. Please be assured that they can become reality one day. And as for your fears well, you all know what you must continue to do with those." Yeah. Suppress them. Duh. "With that..." Father concludes. "... here are this month's scores. I shall meet you all in the dining hall for lunch in thirty minutes." Yay the monthly scoreboard. ... Can you tell how much of a sarcastic bitch I'm being right now? Yeah? Good. Reaper Rank (Test of Wisdom) Toshia Kamagst - 7 Points Sorcha Hansal - 6 Points Vaine Steele - 5 Points Eris Bellington - 4 Points Paisou Kayo - 3 Points Axel Cress - 2 Points Jason Hawkright - 1 Point I should be excited right? Well maybe. But the results were basically what I expected and they kind of make sense. Axel didn't do well at all with the two mental tests, oof. But Toshia, Sorcha and I excelled at them so good for us I guess. Reaper Rank (December 2008) Toshia Kamagst - 25 Points Sorcha Hansal - 24 Points Vaine Steele - 20 Points Paisou Kayo - 19 Points Axel Cress - 18 Points Jason Hawkright - 17 Points Eris Bellington - 17 Points To be honest with only a nine point difference between first and cunt-ass last it's a tight race. Not that it's a competition anyway, right Father? I don't have much else to talk about really. We eat with everyone, Sorcha and I spend the rest of the day alone in the nude just enjoying each other, the usual. And yeah Paisou still doesn't want to talk to me, I'm not sure what his deal is anymore. I'm sure I'll find out soon, hopefully. Life is... ok right now. I can't complain much since I'm not Eris but I'll bitch like her anyway. Happy New Year mothersuckers.

Chapter 11: Much Piss, Much Wow --Wednesday October 1st, 2008-- Morning. I wake up in Sorcha’s bed. Her soft chest rises and falls as she breathes and it's just beautiful. I’m quite tempted to urinate all over her breasts but you know, boundaries. We’ve already agreed that we’d not preform any pissplay in each other’s beds, which is a shame but I understand of course. Why am I talking so much about pee right now you may be asking? Because my bladder is about to explode! Like good god my lower tummy bulge is so visible right now… we ate and drank way too much last night in our celebrations following the competition. I meekly crawl out of bed and make my way to her master bathroom while doing my best not to let any leakage escape from my slit. The absurd amount of physical training I’ve done over these past couple of months has probably managed to strengthen my bladder as well as silly as that may sound. I open her bathroom door and lift up the marble toilet bowl lid. I stand over it and thrust out my hips out as I pull my vulva lips apart with my fingers and l let out a deep sigh. This… is the best feeling in the world when it comes to pissing… the moment before you know you’re going to feel so much better in an instant. A few small dribbles of urine escape my urethra and run down my leg before a hot stream shoots out of my pussy and I whimper out softly at the feeling of relief. "Ahhh…" I exhale as I relax my vaginal muscles over the toilet. I know the feeling quite well and yet the amazing bliss of it never dies, every time I pee now it's like I'm soaring on cloud nine. The warm sensations that radiate through my nethers is so intoxicating that I often forget where I am. I’m so tempted to masturbate as I continue to force the piss out of my deflating bladder. But I don’t even get the chance to as I feel a soft hand caress my furred buttcheek and a single finger that briefly teases the soft inside of my anal rim. “Morning hun.” A sleepy Sorcha nuzzles my ear as I continue to urinate. She’s clearly enjoying the show as she softly teases my asshole. "Mhm…" I mumble as I finish urinating, which takes me about another sixty seconds by the way and I start to clean myself off afterwards. I take the wet wipes from her vanity and dry myself thoroughly. My mind drifts to last night and how amazing she was. I don’t have to imagine for very long though as she squats over the toilet with her dazzling fat yellow ass in front of my hips and smirks. She lets her bladder loose and her warm pee drips into the toilet as it merges with mine. I grab her left buttcheek and squeeze as she yelps, god she’s so fucking sexy. "You like that, huh?" She coos as the scent of her golden nectar starts to overpower my own. “So do you…” I lick my lips. “I can see the horniness radiating off of you.” Watching her piss is making my pussy so wet... I just wanna eat out her ass... but I can’t. Her urine stream lasts only about twenty five seconds, much shorter than mine but it's still a treat for the eyes. After we briefly tease each other while half asleep, we shower and dry ourselves off. I put on my usual training gear before breakfast while Sorcha still tries to convince me that I don't need clothes, which she does nearly every morning I should say. We have a nice warm herbal tea along with some poached eggs, bacon and some fruit, kiwis this time. Pretty much all my mornings spent with Sorcha go this way... it's quite nice. Sometimes we spend our night with other Reapers but it's usually just us with me being busier than everyone else. I can't wait until November when I finally have a day off again, Sorcha is already planning some surprises for when that time arrives. But alas I just have one more month of punishment... for cutting Jason's dick off. Ok it wasn't just for that but you know come on it's funny now. Despite the cute assassin robots that continue to watch me twenty four hours a day, seven days a week I still laugh inside whenever I think of Jason's misery in that moment. God I'm terrible. Anyway yeah not much else to talk about really, I just wanted to share my current routine. And oh yeah, the third month of training starts today and something is new so I'll talk about that too. When we get to the gym we feel... heavier. Father informs us that the gravity in our workout area will be twenty percent stronger than we're used to from now on, in order to strengthen our bodies even further than before. God damn I was joking about Dragon Ball Z training before but now it's reality! What the fuck brain? Good fucking god this is almost like day one all over again, this is intensely difficult. Just when I thought my body gotten used to this absurd push it to the limit regimen we're going beyond that now. Fuck me in the ass. Actually don't. Actually... do? Gah focus girl. The usual sprinting and stretching that we do is mostly the same I guess but holy hell the push ups, sit ups and weight lifting are just obnoxious. I feel like I'm going to pass out several times from exhaustion but somehow I stay conscious. My body is getting enough oxygen even if it doesn't feel like it. I'm sweating bricks and drinking alot more water... which means more piss later on... yay. I wonder how it'd feel to urinate in higher gravity? Oof... my pee brain is going straight back to horny thoughts. Stop it, get some help. Thanks Michael. Anyway yeah this is brutal. When the six grueling hours are over I just wanna nap... but I can't because well you know we still have our six hours of alchemy training today. At least I survived that physical insanity but we're now onto the mental variation. I should say that I've learned to make Apples, Oranges, Carrots and Potatoes now. They're smaller than normal ones that you'd grow naturally but hey it's a start. Eating raw taters doesn't sound very appealing but if I'm ever in a situation for some reason where I don't have any supplies... at least I wouldn't starve to death. Not that I would parish that way anyway since my Reaper cells regenerate but being in a constant state of agonizing hunger sounds like a curse. I'm sure some witch somewhere has done that to some vagabond at some point in time. That's a lot of somes. Damn, learn to write better you lazy author you. Anyway... with basic food and water out of the way I figured I'd focus on learning to alchemize a survival tool of some sort. I want to start off small but I also want something useful so I'm going with a sort of pick-axe/hammer hybrid thing, with a pick at one end and a blunt piece of metal on the other. I could go for something like a knife or a hatchet but I think a tool to dig myself out of something would be far more useful in an emergency. I don't wanna be trapped underground with an asshole for a roommate ever again. Those knives and axes can wait. But yeah I'm working on one small thing at a time. Should only take me a few days to get a solid handle made consistently, then a couple days for some kind of softer comfortable grip and then finally the metallic head. Not that kind of head. Sucky sucky. But yeah that's the plan right now. I don't have much to speak of when it comes to my abilities, when I have a decent update on that I'll let you all know. This month is gonna be absolutely brutal. But at least I'll have Sorcha by my side... and a little bit of Axel and Paisou too. --Friday October 10th, 2008-- Today starts off perfectly normal. Only three more Fridays after this... and then my schedule goes back to normal and my "probation period" ends. After the day's training activities are finished, I decide to go and hang out with Paisou for a bit, since Sorcha informed me yesterday that she'd be with Toshia today. It's been a couple of weeks since Paisou and I have talked really, I've just been so busy. I still am of course, just... making the time now. I'm fucking exhausted but even so I'm looking forward to it. When we meet we awkwardly greet each other as per usual. We decide to eat at an Irish pub of sorts, since they make some of his personal favorite foods in the megastructure. The grub is greasy and probably not very healthy but holy hell it's delicious. Paisou orders two burgers for us, some kinda mushroom mozzarella melt with bacon and a couple onion rings for toppings... or whatever the hell you call the ingredients that you stuff in between two buns. It's pretty damn good actually, I love the flavor of the cheese. It tastes so buttery and smooth and the mushrooms and onion rings add a great flavor and texture at the same time. As I said, it's so damn greasy but very satisfying. Anyway, after we eat we head to some kind of anime café/love hotel... thingy. The room is covered in a soft teal carpet with nice silver curtains that are covering up the fake windows that I assume reflect the time of day because it's simulating sunset lighting right now. A white linen bed made out of some kind of lighter wood is engraved with a floral pattern on the headboard. The bed is obviously made for two people and it's pressed against one wall with a nice flat screen TV on the opposite side of the room. There are several pillows scattered across the top of the mattress, one large couch in another corner and several tables and display cases full of weeaboo figurines are placed around the lounge room. This is basically Paisou's second home from what he's told me, he comes here to watch anime all the fucking time whenever he's not training or eating. Must be nice. We get into bed and snuggle abit as we relax and watch some anime named 'The Big O' which is about this girl who can control space and time and uses her power to solve mysteries and fight crime... or something. I don't know really I'm not paying much attention to it. I'm too tired... and very horny right now. "Mmm..." I sigh as the warmth of Paisou's furred skin touches mine, I bury my head into his chest. "You're so warm." "Heh..." He replies as he kisses the top of my head. "It's nice to just chill with you again." His hand gently rubs up and down the back of my tank top, I lean onto my elbows as I rest my head on a pillow and smile at him. We watch more of the anime together for about fifteen minutes but then I start to get restless because of my inflamed desires. I look over to Paisou and notice that he's staring straight at me, his eyes burning with lust. His hand slowly reaches forward to caress the side of my breast under my tank top and he smiles as his fingers gently slide underneath the fabric and tease my nipple that is imprisoned by my bra. I enjoy his sensual groping, his soft hand is more tender than any other male who's slept with me and yet still just as strong as you'd expect. I nibble on his cute round raccoon ear as I whisper. "Let's... get more comfortable." Paisou stops invading my tank top with his fingers and nods. I help him get his shirt off and he pulls my tank top up over my head afterwards. We kiss tenderly a little bit but it doesn't take long for him to grab my yoga pants and pull them off. I unbutton and yank off his jeans as we lay back on the bed in our underwear. His slim frame is so sexy in its own way. We make out for like ten more minutes, just slowly enjoying each other's body heat as the anime continues its consistent background noise. I feel Paisou's half chub brush against my thigh and I let out a chuckle. "Want me to jerk you off?" I whisper in a sultry voice. "Yeah... can... can I touch you too? You know, down there?" Paisou speaks with his usual shyness it's just adorable. "Of course. First one to cum will be... punished." I tease. We both lay flat on our backs, the left side of my torso and hips is directly touching his right. I can sense his breathing, his warmth and his arousal all at once. I softly start to grope his privates through his boxers as he begins to tease my pussy on the outskirts of my panty fabric. It feels strange yet highly erotic for fingers other than my own to be masturbating for me. I take in a relaxing deep breath as my vagina begins to get moist as he lightly rubs my slit from the outside. I show him my gratitude by firmly grabbing his balls, enjoying the feeling of the soft cotton covering them up and the effect that my groping has on his humid breath. It's not long before his fingers are inside my panties, sliding around my labia and making their way up into my core. We tease each other slowly, letting our bodies gradually get used to each other's sexual invasion. It doesn't take much time for his dick to become fully erect from my smooth feminine hand exploring the edges of his privates. My body arches up as he pushes his fingers inside of me a couple minutes later, his digits start to move in and out of my dripping slit with an agonizingly slow speed that almost makes me lose it. I feel so flustered down there that I let out a muffled moan as I bite my lower lip, I'm beyond horny by this point, my pussy wants to cum and squirt out loads of fluids but she'll have to wait. I quickly slide my left hand inside his boxers and jerk off his erect blue cock lustfully. We both moan lightly, it feels great to mutually masturbate like this. But we don't want to finish it that quickly do we? No... we're going to have some fun first. I lean over him and kiss him on the lips passionately. "Mmm..." Paisou kisses me back with fervor and excitement, it's obvious that he's just as turned on as me right now. His tongue darts in and out of my mouth as he continues to tease my clit, I don't slow down with my wanking of his member either. Our duo wanking session is getting a bit frantic but I'm enjoying myself thoroughly, I can feel his erection pulsing through my fingers as my sopping cunt threatens to explode girlcum all over his hand. His breathing speeds up as mine does. I feel his hot breath on my neck, I know that he's getting close to finishing... but I still want more. I'm sure he does as well. "You can... you can cum whenever you want... but I'm not done yet..." I whisper seductively in his ear, he simply moans quietly in response. He thrusts two fingers into me again at maximum speed, making sure to make my pussy feel every bit of pleasure as it's capable of feeling. He then pulls them out and grabs my panties instead, pulling them down around my knees. I slide his boxers off to the same level and continue to jerk him off furiously. My mind is blank now, just concentrating on pleasuring his cock the best that I can do. I have to ensure that it doesn't slip through my hand. I can feel my climax coming closer by the second, he must be about ready to burst as well considering how avidly he's rubbing me down there. Paisou lean's up towards my ear and lets out a loud groan as I pant heavily. "Fuck... fuck... uuuugh... your cunt is squeezing tightly against my fingers Vaine..." Paisou squirms with pleasure. We're both so sweaty now as he thrusts deep into me with his digits, sending shivers down my spine and making my body convulse around him. The heat that he creates in my core feels so incredible, he's really hitting home on his target now... the orgasmic detonation that I've been building up for so long has finally begun. The pleasure grows more intense and stronger than ever before, his cock ejaculates around my hand as our juices splash against each other's fur coated skin, the sensation of my climax completely overwhelms me and I moan louder than I have for a long while. We both gasp for air as my cumming pussy sends waves of pleasure through me, I can feel loads of girlcum shooting out of my slit like a fucking rifle barrel. I feel him release the last of his cock juice as nearly half of it splatters across my body and he moans happily, he reaches under my arm and grabs his cock so that he can milk out another shot or two before he completely lets go. I lay on top of him afterwards, exhausted and content... and with an annoying need to pee. "Who won?" Paisou smiles as his breathing slowly returns to normal. "I think it was a close race." "It was probably a tie..." I say with a seductive voice. "Which means neither of us have to be punished I guess. We may as well both relieve ourselves and just... fall asleep. I'm tired, so very tired." He gives me a cute smile and kisses me tenderly on the cheek as he takes off my bra and tosses it away. We're now both naked, apart from our underwear that's still lazily hanging just below our knees. "You can piss first." I coo. "Then I'll reward you with mine." Paisou nods and obeys as I feel and hear his spent penis trickle out some urine. Most of it lands on him and the bed but a few drops spurt onto my butt and I laugh as he just casually wets the bed. I'm too lazy to do anything about it so I simply lay ontop of him and relax as the warm fluid splashes everywhere it can. He only pees for about twenty seconds or so but it was nice. "Sorry I don't... have more in the tank." He looks at me with a slight smile. "That's ok." I look deep into his eyes as my privates shudder abit. "I have had to pee since before we ate so... I should have plenty inside of me." I relax my urethra muscles and sigh as I feel my warm bladder start to drain itself onto his privates. It feels so damn good and gravity is doing most of the work. I let go of all the piss that I have in me without holding back. He groans lightly as he's soaked through and he kisses me lightly as I continue to pee on him. The warmth of my own fluids mixes with his own fresh pee and it creates a weirdly pleasurable mixture that I can't get enough of. My pussy feels so nice and satisfied right now as she continues to enjoy urinating. This feeling will never get old. I know that I'll be happy as long as I have someone to share these moments with. After I finish peeing about a minute later, we both relax and I fall asleep on my stomach beside Paisou rather quickly, feeling much too warm to even care about a blanket right now. My mind drifts off to horny dreams and the day ends on a sexual high. --Thursday October 16th, 2008-- Today is a rather... different kind of day. Normally I spend my precious few hours before bed either with someone or by myself in my room just relaxing and shit. But for some reason, I decided to just browse a fake music vinyl store today because of a weird nostalgic mood that I woke up with this morning. Since this uhh, fraudulent place of business was probably made for me since I requested it earlier. How do I know this you may be asking? Because every artist, album and single in here is some kind of Heavy Metal subgenre. And I'm pretty sure I'm the only Reaper metalhead on Earth right now. I'm like... enjoying browsing all the rare and out of print records they have available. It's kind of funny though because they're all just duplicates made with alchemy from whatever data the Sentinels and Father gathered from Earth anyway. Regardless I found this one song that I really like called Fragile Existence by a band called Fractal Eclipse. It begins with a sort of dark atmospheric slow electric guitar intro for about ten to fifteen seconds, then a male singer comes in with a rather melancholy half-speaking drone. ♪ I walk these streets in shadow, with nothing but fear Every painful breath I take, feels like the last one here ♪ The guitar slowly picks up pace and the drums and bass begin playing as the second half of the verse starts. ♪ My mind is racing, as I face my incoming mortality The shattering of my soul, it's my compressing reality ♪ The emotion almost instantly skyrockets and I love it as the catchy and shredding chorus tears through my ear holes. ♪ Life is fragile, and it's slipping away Every day, I'm haunted by the decay I'm searching for hope, but it's fading fast Life is fragile, and it won't last ♪ I mean damn the chorus hits like a fucking truck I love it. I guess I won't bore you with more details hmm? Ya'll probably don't care about a song that doesn't exist in your reality anyway. Oops. Anyway the lyrics for the bridge really appeal to me so I guess I'll share those as well. ♪ I'm screaming out, for something to believe A way to escape, this endless grief But every answer, feels like a lie In the end, we all die ♪ Yeah it's basic shit I guess but for some reason, how the lead singer draws out these lyrics is just stunning. I would love to see this band live. Guess that's never going to happen now hmm? They probably did die, considering they were an American band. Anyway... I guess I'm just here because... I needed a break from everyone and everything. You all ever feel like that? Life is going good, great even, and yet you still have an itch in the back of your mind that just won't go away. It's bothersome. I should be happy right now and enjoying myself to the fullest. And yet, here I am, browsing a fake music store all by myself, just idling the time away doing nothing. I could be getting Axel's dick up my ass right now, instead I'm choosing to isolate myself. ... Why? Why do I feel this way? Well... I guess the answer lies deep within me somewhere. A mental place that I cannot get to or see at the moment I guess. I don't fucking know alright? It's a damn weird sensation or feeling or whatever. Anyway... I've been here for over an hour... just lost in my own head and listening to random stuff. It's around this time, about ninety minutes before curfew I think, when I feel a sharp arousing pain deep in my bladder. Ahh fuck I really have to piss out a river right now, maybe even an entire lake. Normally I use the restroom after the day of training is over but today... I just didn't and now I'm facing the consequences in full fucking force. I was distracted today ok? Shut up... I forgot to mention that Sorcha and I got an "Iron Bladder" skill out of a horny spur of the moment decision, I can hold a lot more urine inside of me now. The average female bladder can hold 500ml before she leaks out of her honeypot but by then they will be desperate as fuck and ready to explode at any moment. For Sorcha and me though, we can currently hold three liters before we're literally bursting. Yay bigger bladders, kinky. We did holding session a couple days ago and it was hot as fuck. We pissed for nearly four minutes straight after we both held onto our pee for nearly the whole day. What you want me to write it? Sorry, as I said before I can't jot down everything I do. Well I could but you know, you'd be reading this until you're dead because it'd take hundreds of years just to read like a decade of my life if I wrote it like that. Anyways... yeah point is I have to pee, very badly. I'm so tempted to just drop my pants and panties right now and piss hard into the shaggy carpet floor beneath my feet but my common sense says I should just go to a nearby washroom. But then, the primal aroused side of my brain is asking... does it really fucking matter? We've established that no matter what we do in this place, Father can observe us wherever and whenever he so chooses... and those bathrooms don't have a shred of privacy anyway. Would... would peeing in here, a room which no one else has even entered, really be so bad? I mean sure I'd make a mess but wouldn't the Theta Sentinels just clean it up anyway? My aching horny pussy says no, we'll be fine... ahh fuck~ I'm in too much pain to even think straight anymore. I pull off my dull gray yoga pants and throw them into a corner of the room. I press two fingers against my clitoris through my thin white panties and tease it as furiously as I can. I moan lustfully as I thrust my cunt against my digits, gyrating as best I can with a full bladder. Some dribbles of piss leak out of my slit and into my panties but I hold onto the rest of it, don't know for how long though. I have to pee so bad that I swear if I forced it all out now my pussy would be simulating a rocket engine ignition. My fur feels damp with sweat as I continue to masturbate in this fake public setting. I'm aroused by the thought of some random citizen catching me even though it's obviously impossible. I manage to let out a smile as a thin stream of urine escapes my urethra. I'm so close to bursting... "Ahh shit..." I laugh briefly. "It's coming out. Ahhh..." I pull my wet panties away from my crotch area and relax my bladder. As I do so a massive gush of piss exits my slit and I moan loudly. I'm so close to cumming... but just when I'm getting ready to push myself over the proverbial sexual cliff I hear the ringing of the bell above the front door of the shop. Someone has walked inside. I turn to face who it is as I'm forced to edge myself to stop my body from climaxing... and it's Eris. Catching me with my pants down. Literally. She's looking at me with a smug look on her bitch face, I can't tell if she's secretly enjoying watching me pee or if it's just plain disgust written all over her taunting smirk. She's wearing some kinda business suit. Odd fashion choice but alright. "You should have worn a diaper today..." She holds back a laugh with her fingers to her mouth. "... You would have at least looked more dignified having an accident in one of those instead." This is the first time she's seeing my lady bits and hopefully it'll be the last. My pissing pussy shudders with delight as it continues what it's just barely started. I would have been embarrassed as fuck probably less than a month ago if anyone but a lover saw me urinating. Eris and me don't get along at all but I'm enjoying the sensation of peeing too much to care about what she thinks or sees in the slightest. "Why are you here?" I stare at her rather casually as I cover my cunt back up, instantly wetting my panties and causing my urine to briefly splay all over the place. It's still shooting out just as absurdly strong as it was before it'll just take a half second longer to get to the ground or so. My urethra is aching with pleasure from the liquid flowing through it and it feels amazing, despite this assface being here right now. Eris sighs. "I just wanted to talk to you in private. I didn't know you'd be pissing on the floor like some wild animal." "Nature called, I answered, simple as that." I explain as I bite my lower lip, enjoying the sensation of my warm wet panties clinging to my pussylips a bit too much. "What could we possibly have to discuss? You clearly don't like me and I really haven't spoken to you much at all." "I wanted to speak with you about Jason." Her facial expression changes from one of mockery to one of bitterness. At hearing that name, I push internally on my bladder's muscles to force some more pee out of me after an involuntary deep breath and it shoots out harder than if I were to just let it flow naturally. Fuck it feels so good but shit... why does she wanna talk about Jason of all things? Talking about him at any time would be annoying... but discussing him while I'm enjoying such a nice piss? What the fuck is wrong with this world?! Ahhh... ahhh fuck my crying slit feels too good, almost as if I could just melt into floor and leave everything else behind. I've got to stay focused, I can't cum in front of Eris, she's not worthy of witnessing such an event. I refuse to let her see such glory! ... What were we talking about again? The sounds and scents of my golden juices soaking into the carpet have made me momentarily forgetful. Oh yes, Jason, blech. "What could I possibly have to say about that fucking asshole?" I stare at Eris more seriously as I turn towards her while still peeing profusely. "You and I have had our strong dislike for each other for awhile now but he is far worse. He's worth less than the shit stains on your panties." "Oh yeah?" Eris snarls, she's pissed now, me I'm just pissing literally. She takes two steps closer to me, which is brave of her I admit. It brings her closer to my yellow lemonade fountain afterall. "Look I don't care that you're his vindictive ex-girlfriend and you say you hate him now. Just stay the fuck away from him from now on." My face inadvertently switches from one of annoyance to one of pure surprise. I just look at her dumbfounded for literally like three seconds. The steady sounds of my pee stream gargling on the soaking wet carpet below me is the only noise heard right now. It's... surprisingly peaceful. I burst out howling like I just heard the funniest joke ever and my piss starts shooting out faster in spurts from my uncontrollable laughter, it hurts but feels so damn good as well... I just wanna cum so bad but I manage to resist. I cross both of my arms in front of my stomach and kneel over a tadbit in an attempt to stop my body from chuckling so hard but it doesn't work. After about five seconds I regain control of myself and resume my upright posture as I outstretch my hand towards Eris in a half-hearted apologetic way. My buzzing piss stream returns to its normal speed as I begin speaking again. "I'm sorry, that was just too hilarious. If you made more jokes like that more often maybe we would actually be friends one day." "Why are you still peeing?!" She shouts, obviously more annoyed than ever before. "Like good god what the hell is wrong with your body?!" "I had a full bladder when you came in here and I only just started going then. Your timing for witnessing this was perfect." I smirk somewhat proudly at my lewd, disgustingly wet and now slimy panties. "Besides I can urinate for nearly four minutes straight now and it's only been about seventy or eighty seconds so far." "I wasn't aware that you were keeping track of your personal best wee time, Jason's right you are a freak." Eris practically spits at me. "Look, just stop contacting him, all right? Leave him alone and focus on your badger milf bitch girlfriend." My playful annoyance is gone now. She shouldn't have mentioned Sorcha in such a negative way. "I hate to say this but you really are a dumbass." I bare my teeth as I seethe with anger, which forces more piss out of my pussy briefly as a consequence. "Really?" Eris crosses her arms again. "Enlighten me you cunt." "You see these adorable robot assassin Sentinels that are around me right?" I wave at them and they kinda do a cute little gesture back I love it. "They'd have a fit if Jason got as close to me as you are right now. If Jason or I even think about killing each other they would slay the first one who attempted it." "Now it seems like you are the stupid one or you're just deflecting." Eris' composure doesn't change as I squeeze more pee out of my urethra in a vain attempt to anger her further. "I mean the messages. Stop texting him, cut him off completely and I won't have a problem with you anymore." Once again I'm stunned into silence. I'd tell you the only noise that could be heard right now but I already did that a few paragraphs ago. "I've never texted him since the day we broke up and I've barely even thought about him since, you know, when I chopped his dick off." I say plainly. "Don't worry the one he's boning you with now is a fresh one, it doesn't have any atomic traces of my vaginal fluid on it." "Our relationship is none of your damn business." She responds defensively. "I don't care for your lies... coming here seems to have been a waste of time. If your stalking behavior continues I'll go to Father with this information. Despite what you may think of me I don't want to do that." She talked for so long that I almost forgot about the heat that was still engorged around my leaking vagina. Jason has told her lies hmm. Shocker. Still... I don't get why he would say I've been harassing him with text messages... at first. But then I think about it for a moment and then it just kind of clicks as the gears turn inside my head. "Eris you made your relationship my problem when you came here to bitch about it to me." I state seriously. "I hate you, I do. But even someone like me doesn't want you being with a loathsome piece of shit like Jason. He's a liar, a two-bit conman. He wears a mask of a damaged college student with daddy issues but in reality he's just a scheming dickwad who seems to enjoy toying with women." I sigh as she stays silent. "I can't believe I'm about to give you some sort of advice but stay the hell away from him. Enjoy any other dick in this place hell I'm sure Axel would love to fuck all of us on separate occasions and probably Toshia too, hell Paisou would fall for your charms as well I'm sure. Instead of being with one or more of them you picked the worst Reaper here. I feel sorry for you in a way. But then again you are an idiot so I can't say I'm surprised." Eris looks angry with me now. Of course she does. I don't even think she's focused on my peeing anymore. Oh wait it's only me who's enjoying that, right right right she is straight after all, I think. "You're such a filthy lying whore." Eris raises her voice and makes no more attempts to hide her emotions. "You're surrounded by Reapers who adore you and yet you'd cast them away to someone else's bed just like that? My god you're just evil." "We're all evil." I joke with an over-the-top wicked smile. "We're Reapers." "You've been handed everything on a damn silver platter!" Eris unfiltered tone remains the same. "Even Father is training you personally and clearly is trying to give you an advantage over the rest of us!" "Really?!" Oh now I'm angry again too. "You think that me being forced to train every single day for two months straight without a weekly break is an advantage?! I'm tired all the fucking time, sore as shit all over my body and I have almost no personal time for myself or my girlfriend. Yet you and your loverboy Jason can go to a fake beach or watch a movie in some grand replica theatre or go to a stripper casino or whatever the fuck-" I want to say more but I need to take in a breath. Eris uses the chance to fire back with her words. "Oh please, what are you talking about? You get to fuck all the other men here whenever you'd like! You're the most popular girl here! That should be me! I'm sexier, smarter and bolder than you! What the fuck makes you so special?!" Eris is just losing herself like a ranting loon right now. Quack quack. "Oh I get it now... ahh." I can't hold back a moan anymore I've edged myself for too long. Still pissing. Yuppers. Get used to it. "You're jealous of me. You've already approached one or two of them haven't you? Which of them rejected your seductive advances I wonder? Whoever it was, good for them. Ahh shit I wanna cum but you don't even deserve to see that.... fuck fuck..." I grab my crotch instinctively to try and hold back the breached golden dam and I cannot. I'll probably be going for another minute. "Fuck you." She practically whispers under her breath but it's still loud enough for me to hear it. "So... heh." I have to resist a laugh. "The only one who hasn't rejected your romantic advances is Jason for some reason. And now he can't get an erection when you both try to have sex because he secretly doesn't find you attractive... so he lies about it and blames it on me? Makes perfect sense now. You two were made for each other. Like a cancerous sperm and an unfertilized egg. Don't worry, if you just wear a strap-on and fuck him in the ass I'm sure you shitheads will both enjoy that to some degree." "Fuck you!!" Eris says way it louder this time. "I'm leaving. Talking to you was clearly a waste of my time! And you smell like piss you dirty slut!" That's how you know you've won an argument, when the other side can no longer do anything but hurl insults at you. Did we really even have an argument at all? Ahh, whatever. I don't know if Jason really is impotent or not but I'll assume that he is now until I see otherwise. It would be so fucking hilarious if it's true. Either way, Jason is clearly still miserable and I'm much happier than before... I'm quite glad about that. "One more thing before you leave Eris..." I try to hide my true intentions by speaking seriously. "What is it you cunt?" She turns back around, still seething. I smile as I rip my panties off, exposing myself to Eris for hopefully the last time. Before she can even react I place both hands above my pussy and thrust out my hips. I aim my urine stream at Eris and manage to wee all over her shirt for about half a second before she screams at me. "Fucking REALLY?!" She shrieks so loud and quickly walks towards me, getting more piss stains on her clothes like an idiot. She's about to slap me but right before she moves her raised hand to my face, the Gamma Sentinel's eyes begin to glow a deep red and point their tiny cute laser guns directly at Eris' piss-stained chest. She curses and backs away as my pee stream finally starts to weaken against her office skirt. "Now you smell like my urine. Enjoy it. It'll be the only golden shower I ever give you." I taunt her as she gives me the middle finger. The bell above the store's door rings and she leaves as my flowing piss begins to sputter out from my cunt in large droplets like an overspent car engine. 'Fuck fuck fuck! I can't believe I pissed on her! That was awesome!' I yell happily inside my head. 'That was pretty fun we admit.' My AI Core chirps. 'But Father is probably going to be upset with us.' I masturbate my clitoris hard and receive my orgasmic reward within seconds. I cry out with pleasure as I finally stop pissing and my pussy releases a few waves of clear girlcum instead. God it feels so amazing. I... I wanna get my acidic urine ability now so I can kill my enemies in the future with my pee if I so desire. Guess I have a new goal to work on. 'Relax...' I practically can hear my thoughts panting from post-climatic bliss. 'We did nothing to hurt her physically. All we did was have an argument that got very heated... and moist.' Needless to say, I head home with my sexy ass exposed and have a nice warm bath before bed. I hope Eris stays away from me but if she doesn't I should just pee on her again. I mean I won't probably because Father will likely forbid it in the future but maybe he won't care? Either way, what an eventful day. A truly... beau-pee-ful conversation. ...That was bad I'm sorry. ~~Friday October 31st, 2008~~ Well the day has finally arrived. The final day of my punishment is here... and the third Reaper competition will begin soon. I believe Father referred to it as the Test of Constitution. Whatever that means exactly I don't know. Speaking of Father... he hasn't said a word about the rather hilarious time when I pissed on Eris out of spite. Every time I've thought about that for the last couple of weeks I've not been able to wash away the shit eating grin that appears on my face afterwards. When I told Sorcha about it she didn't think it was funny but she was also glad that no one got hurt. Anyway enough talking about Eris she's taken up enough pages for this chapter as is. Ahem anyways. After I get up and you know, piss, bathe and get dressed in the usual tepid training gear, I'm led to another bland minimalistic yet still neon-lit gym. Everyone else is here too within minutes. I was the first to arrive oddly enough although not by much. Once all of us are here, seven long ropes seem to burst out of the ceiling and are just... hanging there. Besides that, nothing is really all that unique about this place, it's fairly empty otherwise. Father enters within a couple minutes of the ropes dropping, wearing a flashy red suit this time along with some matching ruby rings on his right hand. Going with bold colors today I see. "Welcome, to the third exam of twelve, the Test of Constitution." Father begins his speech as warmly and confidently as he always does. "As before, your Reaper powers will be turned off, since this is a showcase of your physical body's abilities only. I will warn you all ahead of time, this test is one of the most... unpleasant ones. But it's also necessary to showcase the results of your training. You will be bound by a rope around both of your wrists, raised into the air until your feet are off of the ground. Then you will take offensive blows that will start off fairly easy based on your body mass index and slowly get stronger as the test proceeds." Holy shit you mean we're gonna get beaten like pieces of meat on a hook like Rocky Balboa himself? Damn. "Try to stay conscious for as long as possible." Father continues with a serious look. "As I said this is a rather crude and primitive evaluation but there may sometimes be assignments that you go on where you get captured as a prisoner. You may either be undercover to find an elusive target or it may just plain bad luck. Regardless of the circumstances though, you will have to learn how to endure brutal torture during enemy interrogations if you are sent on one of said missions. I wish all of you the best of luck." Father leaves the room and we each stand under a rope. We raise our arms above our heads and are ready for the Theta Sentinels who've just come in to bind our hands. This is gonna suck so much... but I just gotta endure, like Father said. A Theta Sentinel walks up to me... and pulls my tank top over my head and casts it away. I look to my left to see Paisou beside me, he's now shirtless too and from what I can tell from my narrow perspective, everyone is. My hands are then bound and I'm raised about two feet off of the ground. Wait... this is similar to being nailed on a wooden cross or something isn't it? Yeah the ancient Romans used to attach people to them or to stakes and they'd eventually suffocate because of the pressure that stretching your limbs out like this would create around your lungs. You could only endure it for so long before you involuntarily relaxed your spent muscles and choked on your own skin or ribs I guess. That would be an awful way to go. Anyway... I'm not saying I'm Jesus Christ or anything but yeah this just reminded me of that... hmm. As I'm lost in thought about the almighty fictional lord in the sky, my yoga pants are forcibly yanked down and pulled off like some highschool pranksters did it just because they wanted to see my panties. I look at Paisou again and sure enough he's only wearing his boxers. I guess we're all in our underwear now hmm? Well, except for Sorcha she's always nude like the brave babe she is. "Let the Test of Constitution... begin." Father's voice comes through some kind of intercom and a loud buzzer goes off. Shit. The horny Theta Sentinel who stripped me now has a metallic shaped boxing glove attached to one of it's... limbs? When did the horndog get that? I don't have time to make more mental jokes though because the first punch comes to my gut and I writhe in pain. Good god Father was right this is ass. this is bird shit. I'll spare you the gory details on this one but just know it was some of the worst pain I've felt in a while, not as bad as nearly burning alive after I killed that Flawed Reaper months ago mind you but still really damn unpleasant. I think I only take like eight or nine blows before everything goes black. When I awaken again I don't know how much time has passed, I'm just laying on the cold wooden floor, in the fetal position, no longer bound by anything. I slowly get up as I see that Father is getting ready to speak again and notice mostly everyone else is standing already. "Good work. I'm sorry that I had to put you through all that, it was painful for me to watch." Father's empathy is clear in his voice. "I will show you the results." As soon as he utters those words, a bright white monitor shows up on a wall in front of us and shows us the numbers. Reaper Rank (Test of Constitution) Axel Cress - 7 Points Eris Bellington - 6 Points Toshia Kamagst - 5 Points Sorcha Hansal - 4 Points Jason Hawkright - 3 Points Vaine Steele - 2 Points Paisou Kayo - 1 Point Wait what? Eris got second? Damnnnn that bitch can take some abuse. ... Sorry, I don't advocate for domestic violence it's just a dark joke. I hate her but even I'd feel bad if some asshole was treating her like shit. Oh wait that buttmuncher is Jason, nevermind then. Granted that's mental shit and not physical- whatever it doesn't matter. They're terrible for each other, we've already established this. Man this chapter has way too much Eris shit in it. Ok ok fine, I'm sorry I said it ok? Jeebus. She'll live. Anyway damn I sucked at this one. Not surprising I guess but ehh, whatever, at least the pain is gone now. I'm in far too happy a mood to care about my rank these days. I have nine months of training left to at least beat Jason and Eris anyway, still got plenty of time. A couple seconds later, our total points pop up. Reaper Rank (October 2008) Axel Cress - 15 Points Sorcha Hansal - 14 Points Jason Hawkright - 13 Points Toshia Kamagst - 12 Points Paisou Kayo - 11 Points Eris Bellington - 11 Points Vaine Steele - 8 Points I'm back in last again, oh well. As I said I'll pass that bitch ass cunt again soon. Jason has been knocked off of the top by Axel, Huzzah! Sorcha has passed him now as well so I'm proud of her. "Please head back to your personal quarters and get dressed for our family meal. I'll serve it in twenty minutes. Be sure to pick out something nice for yourselves to wear. You all did excellent today." Father states with a mellow and dignified voice. With that we all get into a pod and head to well, you heard him, our rooms. I walk into my bathroom and unhook my sweaty bra and pull my dirty panties off of my perfect butt. It's only then when I notice a large mostly dried stain around the crotch area of my white undies. Did... I piss myself while I took blow after blow? Damn... I must have urinated and not enjoyed it. How very rare these days. Oh well. I toss the spent underwear down the laundry chute and walk to my bedroom closest, something I haven't looked through for a long while since I've worn either nothing at all, heh, or just my basic training outfit that a Theta Sentinel brings me every morning. I can't wait to have a day once a week for myself again, almost feels like a lifetime ago at this point even if it's only been for two months. Anyway I pick out a cute bra and panties, they're red with little black hearts on them and trimmed black lace around the edges. The bra is really soft too and make my modest boobs look slightly bigger but not vulgar which is good for Father's dinner party or whatever you'd call this thing. For the clothing above my glorious naughty bits I should pick something fancy. You know me I love black but I'm not going to a metalcore concert or a funeral, I should pick another color that goes well with my black fur. I decide to go with a dark royal blue one-piece silk dress that goes down to my knees. I put on some sapphire earrings, spray my hair with some kinda funky fusion of perfume with the label of 'floral tonic' and add a small silver necklace as a final touch. I then leave my room, enter another transport pod and within minutes I'm standing in the luxurious dining hall where we've always had this end-of-the-month meal. The grand room's decorations are a mix of orange, yellow and brown this time, likely to reflect the autumn season I guess. It is Halloween after all, not that we care I guess. Most of the others are already here, including Sorcha in all her nudist glory. She's got an auburn topaz necklace in the shape of a heart around her neck, it goes well with the color of her beautiful yellow nipples. I can't help but stare at her white furred chest as she walks up to me and kisses me briefly. "Hello dear." Sorcha coos. "I hope you're ready for your surprise tonight." "Of course." I nearly involuntarily shudder as my panties get wetter in her presence. "I'm very much looking forward to it." We sit down side by side at the ornate dining table, eager to eat our meal. Father arrives in about five minutes after Sorcha and I have basically been talking dirty to each other and another bit of time after that, the Theta Sentinels begin to set the table with our tasty and I'm sure downright alien meal. For an appetizer they present to us what looks like some kind of rolled up sushi that contains purple octopus or something on a bed of white leaves. It's covered in a thin layer of a hazy brown sauce and it looks kinda disgusting but it smells delicious. When I put it inside my mouth, the flavors seem to meld together perfectly. It tastes slightly tangy and spicy and very chunky too, it's fantastic. I'm not a food critic all right? I don't know how to describe it any better. Anyway, when the Theta Sentinels bring out the main course, my stomach is already content. I ate like eight of the octopus treats. They were good, shut up I don't need your naggy bullshit. Regardless, they serve each of us a serving of what Father calls 'Celestial Crustacean Ravioli'. Basically it's blue and purple pasta squares with cheesy bright yellow sauce on the inside. Yeah it's meant to look like you're eating outer space, or something. Cute. I know I sound like a broken record here but it's fucking delicious, blending all kinds of flavors that I never knew existed. It's so soothing and makes me feel like I'm actually floating out in the dark void itself. Yeah I know that's weird but putting this dish into words you can comprehend is rather difficult. By the time I'm finished the amazing Italian-inspired dish, I'm full, that's gonna turn into a bunch of piss that Sorcha and I can play with tonight... hehe. But yeah I enjoyed it. For dessert, we're served a soufflé that's bright in coloration, a visual palette that is a stark contrast to our main course. As I dig inside with a fork I see what appears to be tiny crystalized... sugar of some sort? Whatever it is, a mouthful of this tasty treat is absolutely divine and a perfect way to end the meal. After we eat and I part ways with everyone, I get changed into training gear again of course and prepare for my final eight hour training session with Father. I may have forgotten to mention last month that since it's a competitive day Father trains me for only eight hours instead of the normal twelve. Oops. Regardless, I'm still not used to the higher gravity but I push onwards. To my surprise, Father and I actually engage in a conversation, which is rather rare honestly, at least while he's training me. "Your probation period ends today." Father says rather casually. "I take it your looking forward to having a normalized schedule starting tomorrow." "Yes Father." I speak while doing pushups. "I'm thankful for the extra training but I'll be glad to have a day of rest once a week again." "I'm glad to hear it." Father smiles. "So... are we going to discuss the disagreement that you had with Eris a couple weeks ago?" I tense up and slowly stand. Of course Father didn't forget about that and of course he knew. "There's not much to say." I begin rather slowly. "Things got... heated and I lost my temper. But nobody got hurt so... yeah." "Anger is an extremely strong emotion." Father cautions me. "And while it's beneficial to use and exploit for one's advantage it can also be very dangerous if left unchecked. I know you're still young but please make an effort to control it, even if you have to unleash it on something else later on." "I... understand." I say with genuine meekness. "It won't happen a second time. I won't... urinate on her again. If Jason or Eris try to talk to me I'll just ignore them from now on... it'll be... safer that way." "Good. Remember that we're all a family. Despite our clashes of personality and petty gripes we have a common goal, to bring order and peace to this chaotic galaxy of ours." Father talks as though he's speaking to a large crowd again. "Yes Father." With those words, my training continues as normal. I hold my bladder all the while, saving its contents for tonight. It's not that bad anyway in fact it feels rather nice and warm even though I have to pee a bit. Regardless, the training session ends and I'm finally free to spend the last like four or five hours of the day with Sorcha. She has a surprise for me and I'm really curious with what it is. I open up the ReaperChat app on my core and message her. Vaine Steele 10/31/08 7:18PM: Hey babe I'm on my way to you. It won't spoil my surprise if I head to you right? Love you. ❤️ She texts me a few minutes later just as I'm entering a transport pod. Sorcha Hansal 10/31/08 7:22PM: Sure hun, we'll be waiting for you. ~XOXO Wait we? Yeah... we. When I get to the place where Sorcha is, which literally looks like a creepy and generic floor of a hospital, I meet up with her... and Axel. He's dressed in a cheap doctor's outfit, well a white lab coat to be more accurate. Besides that he has a fake stethoscope around his neck, that circular headband that they only wear in cartoons and spotted boxers covering his huge crotch. He's not wearing anything else in terms of clothing. "Paisou said he was exhausted today after the competition wore him out so he's recuperating in his room." Sorcha explains. "We were planning a foursome for weeks but it'll have to wait. No matter, I want that young man to enjoy his first time with us just as much as we will. So for tonight, we'll be your entertainment." "Treating me like a slab of meat hmm." Axel smiles. "That's fine with me, hope you like it raw." I roll my eyes and giggle at his stupid corniness. "Sounds like fun but... why a hospital? Seems like a bit of a depressing roleplay setting to me." I complain somewhat but it's mostly my exhausted muscles that are doing the talking. "You're here to recover your energy." Sorcha smiles lustfully and struts towards me, still wearing that pretty necklace from before. "For tonight you are our patient and I am your nurse. Axel is our Cock Doctor." I laugh again at the name. "We doing a Spiderman porno parody too? Cock Doc?" Sorcha tilts her head in a slightly confused but aroused manner. "No one but you understands that nerdy comic book shit, no offense V." Axel waves it off as he interjects. "I only know the name from that cheesy movie they made awhile ago and nothing else." "Oh so that's what she was referencing? Got you... alright." Sorcha is on the same page, kind of. She walks up to me and gropes my breasts through my tanktop and lacy red bra, I moan lightly with delight. "Good." She coos lightly as she pulls my tank top off over my head and casts it away. "You are all sweaty from your workout... just how Mommy likes it." Axel approaches me as well, only from the side. "Your uhh, Cock Doc suggests dropping your pants so we can check your... temperature." Axel says as he roughly rips off my yoga pants, literally. Welp... won't be wearing that pair anymore. "You suck at this roleplay stuff." I tease him as my left hand touches his crotch area. "Fuck you." He says rather gruffly but still in his own playful tone as he lifts me up. "This is a sexual emergency... we have to get you to room for tests to make sure you're... healthy." All this corniness is making my head hurt. Regardless I am horny as fuck in anticipation of my first threesome ever so I can deal with it. That and the fact that my bladder is nearly full... is making me even more turned on. Axel walks down the hallway with me in his arms and a nude Sorcha at his side. Well she has a nurse hat on her head with a red cross embroidered on it so that's how you know she's a professional. Axel lays me down on a soft yet basic hospital bed in a rather big room. Once he's sure I'm comfortable he restrains my arms with leather wrist straps that are chained to the bed. You know, the ones that you see in all those movies with crazy people in asylums? Yeah those. I wasn't aware that this was a mild BDSM session. "Safe word is Lettuce." Axel says with a amused huff. "Although I doubt we'll need it." Sorcha brings one of those mobile over the bed tables that you see in hospitals all the fucking time to the side of the bed. There's a bunch of shifty looking medical gear on it. Oh shit. "Nurse." Axel orders. "Check the patients temperature please, we need to know what we're dealing with here." "Yes Dr. Cock." Sorcha says seriously. Man they're taking this roleplay thing to the grave aren't they? Alright then, let's go. I'm way too tired and horny to complain. Sorcha takes a pair of latex gloves out of a box and puts them on with a seductive smile. I can practically see her bare yellow pussy dripping girlcum right now, she's really enjoying seeing me bound like this. She then grabs a thermometer, least I assume that's what it is and she dips one end of it in some kind of clear viscous liquid. "Please hold still Ms. Steele." She says something so simple so sexually it's great. Sorcha moves my panties to the side, exposing my black slit and dark asshole to the outside air. At this point I'm expecting a thermometer in my bum but instead... she spreads my pussy lips with her other hand. The colder latex gloves feel very strange against my exposed sex and I let out a deep breath as I try to relax my cunt. I don't know what she's doing but I like it. I see Axel use a flashlight and shine it on my privates at a downward angle, so that Sorcha can see more clearly I guess. After a few seconds I get a nice surprise when she slowly and carefully sticks the thin end of the thermometer into my urethra. I squeal with delight at the shock but almost instantly it's accompanied by an arousing numbing feeling and my vagina instantly starts to leak more girlcum. Oh god she put some kinda lewd lube on the thermometer didn't she? Of course she did. I've had some of that stuff in and around my anus before but as good as that felt, it was nothing like this. I feel like I could cum at anytime. "Be sure not to pee hun." Sorcha coos almost breaking character. "If you do I'm afraid the doctor and I will have no choice but to... punish you." Oh yeah... piss. In this position, with my back on the bed and my hands tied to it as well... my bottom half is completely exposed. Oh god it feels like I'm in heaven right now and we've barely started. I moan lightly and my legs quiver as I struggle to hold my bladder. After my strong desire to urinate is amplified for about a minute, she removes the thermometer and my pussy calms back down. She puts my panties back in place as she stands back up, the sudden soft sensation nearly causes me to yelp. "Ms. Steele's bladder temperature is much higher than normal Dr. Cock, it seems as though your instincts were correct." Sorcha places the sticky thermometer back on the table. "Hmm..." Axel- I mean Dr. Cock strokes his chin. "I'll have to check her breathing then, make sure she's getting enough oxygen." Axel walks up to my right side and pulls off my bra with ease, letting my tommy knockers loose. He tries to hold back a grin but fails. I can tell he has a half chub already from the tenting boxers below his superior buff abs. He puts his ears into the upper part of the stethoscope that was around his neck and kneels down beside me. He places the other end directly onto my right nipple and holds the cold metal there. Once again the abrupt yet brief sensation causes my lower body to shake violently and I nearly piss again as I moan louder. "Fuck... Dr. Cock... I really have to go..." I beg. "Please hold it in Ms. Steele, it's for the good of your health that you do so." Axel speaks seriously but I know he's laughing on the inside. What a jerk. Ahh... fuck fuck... "Nurse, please be sure to check Ms. Steele's pulse." Axel commands as he puts the stethoscope on my left nipple instead. "Yes Doctor Cock, right away." Sorcha obeys. She pulls off my fancy red panties very sensually and slowly. Dammit if you do that too much I'll piss all over your face... ahh shit... it really hurts now. Axel puts the stethoscope in between my boobs like I'm giving it a titjob and a couple seconds later my undies are completely off. Just when I'm questioning how much longer I can endure this, Sorcha sticks two fingers into my vaginal canal and I let out another howl. Fuck fuck I think I'm leaking a little! Some urine dribbles onto Sorcha's digits but I hold back the rest. She laughs with delight as she keeps her fingers there pressed against my inner wall, unfazed. She's not even moving but damn I'm so close to cumming it's not even funny anymore. She's checking my pulse... through my pussy? Makes perfect sense to me. "Doctor I think we're losing her!" Sorcha gasps after about twenty seconds of silence. "We need to do the emergency enema right away!" The emergency what now? "Understood, let us hurry." Axel rushes to her side. He pulls out a very large pre-prepped syringe, it's full of water or saline I think and it's tip is made of plastic. It's huge like bigger than Axel's dick huge... fucker has to be almost two feet in length. Oh god the horror of the situation has finally dawned on me. Axel presses the tip of the syringe against my budding anus and it slips right inside. after a couple seconds I start to feel liquid enter my empty bowels and fill me up rather quickly... oh oh god! "Doctor! Ahhhhh!" I scream loudly. "It hurts! Hurts so much!" I swear my lower abdomen bulges slightly as it takes in all the water in the container. "There's no more room!" I complain and bitch but good god it actually is very painfully arousing and I feel my orgasm approaching fast. The pressure that my filled bowels are putting on my bladder is too much and I cry out in agony as my piss is forcefully released onto the world. At the same time the syringe squirts out of me and my anus blasts out loads of water and I cum harder than I ever have in my life as I feel the rush of two pressurized liquids leave my body at once. I'm pissing and shooting water out all over Axel's boxers but he doesn't care. I think our doctor/nurse/patient roleplay session is over now. "Nice thing about not having to shit anymore is that your butt can now do this without it being... unsanitary." Axel grins. I laugh as I continue to ride my orgasm and enjoy my intense pissing fest. Sorcha climbs ontop of me and presses her pussy into mine and moans lightly. "Good lord Vaine you're so fucking hot. Please excuse my language." Sorcha laughs through another blissful sigh. She rarely says fuck unless she's cumming so she must be so god damn horny right now as my golden fountain splashes around her most special body parts and coats both of us in thick streams of urine and sweat. Axel is still wearing his labcoat but he's otherwise naked now, enjoying the water that's gushing out of my butthole onto his cock as it grows to its full size. "God you're right, the salty liquid coming out of her ass right now is so damn warm." Axel groans with approval. Sorcha begins to hump my cunt like I'm some teenage girl's body pillow and I moan uncontrollably with delight as my pissing pussy continues it's thorough lubrication efforts. My entire soul is on fire and all my attempts at communicating only come out as loud lewd yells. "Ahhh! AHHHH!!!" I try to say something but I think I just cum again instead. Meanwhile the warm water coming out of my rectum slows down in intensity but the hot coffee coming out of my honeypot does not. I can feel Sorcha's humping get more and more intense as she's also losing herself in the moment. "Excuse me ladies..." Axel's deep voice is so sexy. "Allow me to... squeeze in." Axel sandwiches his massive bear cock in between our grinding pussies and the effect is immediate. "Ahh fuck Axel fuck I'm cumming!" Sorcha screams out with her heavenly voice as her cunt sprays girlcum all over the top half of Axel's dick, although it's probably hard to notice with all my piss splaying about every which way. His warm cock feels great by the way, I want it inside me but I also don't wanna be greedy. I'm glad Sorcha and I are enjoying it like this, it is so damn hot I've completely lost all my willpower. Not that I had any tonight to begin with but you know. Axel thrusts his dick back and forth, almost as if he's fucking a large ass that's not there. Meanwhile once Sorcha regains her senses she leans in towards me and begins making out with me profusely. My bound hands somehow came loose earlier I don't know how, but regardless I wrap my arms around her back and dig into her lips with my own. Our furiously sloppy kisses are completely silent against the other two overpowering sounds in the room, my pissing and Axel's gyrating. After enjoying this for about thirty or forty seconds or so, I'm close to cumming again for the third time when Axel says something again. "Time for the next stage..." Axel grunts heavily through his teeth as his cock slips out from between our vaginal lips. 'Heave ho." Axel laughs lightly as he jams his massive penis into Sorcha's asshole and she screams in ecstasy. She presses her cunt even harder into mine, forcing the piss to come out of my bladder at an even stronger rate than before. My anus starts to leak some water that's still in there from the pressure Sorcha is applying to it and we both cry out in blissful glee as another orgasm spreads through our bodies. "I need it..." I moan out between kisses. "Need more." "Alright hun... ahh." Sorcha responds while still being relentlessly buttfucked and doused in my piss. "I'm gonna ahh move back abit Axel do you have room for me to put my legs down?" "F-fffuck yes of course." Axel grunts, clearly close to shooting out his first long awaited load. Sorcha gets up off of my peeing cunt and puts both of her feet back onto the floor, causing my urine stream to flow in a singular path once again. It rains down on her tits but she doesn't seem to mind. With a giggle she bends over and presses her face against my sopping wet butthole, which still gives Axel access to her backdoor. Now my piss is spraying in an arch and landing somewhere between Sorcha's ass crack and Axel's johnson. She then begins to lick my anus with vigor, not caring about it tasting like pee I guess. I moan loudly at the sensation of her tongue playing with my butt while my pissing pussy continues to convulse. "FUCK... ...Hrng... That's hot." Axel gives Sorcha a semen enema that's so loud I can even hear the sexy sloshing sounds of her bowels filling up from here. Hell he ain't wrong, Sorcha is the sexiest person I know. Her skills are far superior to mine, in fact everything I've learned about how to pleasure women I learned from her so of course they are. As I'm enjoying getting anal rimmed I lose control of myself again and cum hard as Sorcha enjoys pushing out the jizz from her rectum. Regardless, we continue to have vigorous sex for the next few minutes until I finally stop peeing. By that time I'm panting heavily on the bed, my breasts rise and fall rather quickly and I'm downright bathed in my own urine. We only fucked for maybe seven minutes but it felt like hours, well the fucking only started once I was naked but still. Sorcha and Axel look tired as well but they're still standing. "We have one last thing we can give you... don't we Dr. Cock?" Sorcha's lustful eyes are so adorable I can't help but smile. "Ahh, yes. That." Axel seems happy at the suggestion as well. Sorcha climbs ontop of my belly, stopping just short of my breasts as she rests her perfect sweaty butt on my lower chest. Axel places his shaft against my honeypot, causing me to quiver once again. It's the same position it was in when he made the cock sandwich earlier. "Well then, I hope you enjoy your... gift." Sorcha teases as she rubs her pussy briefly. Within seconds, she begins to pee all over my torso and it feels amazing. A second or two later I hear Axel grunt as the exterior of his manhood gets instantly warmer and I hear and smell his strong piss instantly as he begins to use Sorcha's lower back, tail and ass as a urinal. Axel's pulsing dick on the outskirts of my cunt feels so good and the scent of both Sorcha and Axel at the same time is overpowering and amazing. Sorcha plays with my breasts softly while she pees which I welcome. I just lay there and enjoy being used as an anthro toilet. About four minutes pass and Sorcha stops urinating. Axel's stream ends about a minute after that. We finish Axel off with a two lady blowjob/handjob thingy after I stand up and kneel before him. As I do so the last of my anal water leaks out of me and I accidently let out a cute little fart. Axel's releases his final load of sperm after Sorcha and I tease the outside of his cock for like five minutes straight. His sticky sperm comes out in globby chunks and it gets all over our faces and tits and probably elsewhere as well. By this time we're all fucking exhausted... and we don't wanna bathe the rancid sexual scents off of us so we head to a hotel, probably the same one Paisou and I first boned in. Anyway Sorcha and I lay down on the bed and stain it fairly quickly with our satisfied stickiness as the room starts to smell as filthy as we are. Axel has a shower in the bathroom and bids us good night before he heads to his personal quarters. All in all though... that was a great day. I'm looking forward to November and the future that's in store for me and my girlfriend. I ask a Theta Sentinel to take an oldschool polaroid photo of us and it obliges. Sorcha and I each take a copy of it and I'm sure we'll treasure this memory for a long time.

Warning! This chapter is dark and deeply disturbing. Reader discretion is advised. Chapter 7: All Things Must Come to an End Morning. I woke up feeling very strange today. I had the weirdest dream last night. No it wasn't a dirty one, surprisingly enough. It's one of those things where I know it was extremely bizarre... and yet I cannot remember a moment of it. So frustrating. Like a piece of the puzzle that doesn't quite fit or an adorable bra that's the wrong size. Anyway, today is Saturday July 19th. You may wonder why I'm being so formal. Well, I thought I would just explain some things today, since Jason and I have finally worked out some sorta schedule that we plan on starting off tomorrow with. What? That's boring? So true. But I'd thought I'd mention it anyway. Not really sure why now that I think about it. Oh well... lets get started with the mostly exposition chapter, I'm sure it'll be interesting, probably. Tuesdays and Thursdays, we are gonna train with each other and spar in combat with none of our Reaper abilities turned on. That last monster encounter showed both of us that our swordplay is god awful. Like shit tier bad. So hopefully, with some practice and online video tutorials we can change that, in time. Mondays and Wednesdays we'd spend looting stuff we need which could be anything from clothing to food to weapons to dildos- I mean fuel. Fridays we will take the time to like clean the base up and stuff, that was the plan at least. I didn't like the sound of that but whatever. Saturdays would be the day we had to ourselves. We could spend it doing whatever we wanted on individual tasks or recreation. Jason and I were already planning our separate activities for that day but I'll get more into that later. Sundays well, you could guess what Sundays would be. Sunday worship, duh. Meaning that Jason and I would kneel before each other all day and have a date/fuck day. If I'm being completely honest we'll probably make love during most of our training and looting days as well but you know, who knows. And that... was supposed to be our plans for the next six months or until the winter came or whatever. Which, winter in the desert, is really just cold... not much rain as usual but cold as hell. At least it was for me ok? I've never seen snow except like on TV or that fake cotton stuff whenever Santa came to the mall. Neither of which were real. Sorry to burst your bladder but Mr. and Mrs. Claus are a lie. Apologies for ruining your life. As I said, we had a plan. But we didn't know it'd only last like a week in a half before it fell through, which we will get to. Anywho... I guess the first eventful thing I can talk about is the first Saturday on the new daily docket, the 26th. Phew, almost had another lame ass Christmas jokes just write itself. Dodged a bullet there. Well on that day, Jason took off early in the morning. He said he wanted to fish in the river to see if he could catch something. I didn't even know he had a rod. Insert penis joke here. I guess him and his alcoholic father went on fishing trips in the now aptly named Piss Truck. Hehehe. He took a portable radio walkie talkie with him so we could still keep in contact if we needed to. But yeah I guess if we're gonna do some kinda hunting in this fucking city... the river would be our best bet at some kind of fresh meat. As for myself, I decided to reorganize one of the abandoned classrooms into a recreational kind of room. I had Jason help me yesterday on our cleaning day to clear it out and he moved some stuff in here for me... now it was up to me to put it all together. I put a media stand along one wall and plopped a TV on top. It's not a very big one since I couldn't lift it but you know, big enough, almost 40 inches. I hook up a PS3 to it, along with a DVD player. I spend like 45 minutes dragging an ugly ass green couch from the teacher's lounge into my makeshift girlcave. I tear down a bunch of ugly ass educational posters and replace them with my own that I looted from my bedroom all those weeks ago. They're kind of crumply and torn but I don't care, it's nice to see them hung up again. A reminder of... a different time. Anyway I spend like an hour playing Call of Duty 4: Modern Warfare. After that I get kinda bored. Oh well. These games can only get better with time right? Or I guess they would have but the invasion happened. Welp. I read some manga that I looted from a book store, about some magical fairy girl name Futsu learning how to be brave and better at love. It sounds corny as hell when I say it out loud but it's actually funny and cute. I like it. No, I'm not gonna write a Futsu spinoff fanfiction where she fights ogres on mars no matter how much you want to read that... although actually... nah nope shitty idea. After reading for a couple hours I decide to watch some random porno from a DVD. I've never seen porn before or at least not alot until recently so... yeah. It was a kinky one where an evil medieval warlord kept slaves in his underground sex dungeon. The roleplay for this was unreal and the acting and video quality were ass... but a couple of the sex scenes were quite nether warming. I enjoyed masturbating to one scene and pissing on the couch afterwards, that felt great. What you want me to go into more explicit detail? Sorry can't. I don't have time for sex scenes right now, need more plot in this chapter. Go read the earlier ones if you need a wank or a rub you filthy animal you. In the evening, Jason comes back home with like four decent sized fish. I'm very surprised. We enjoy a nice warm meal on the fire once again and have a great evening together. On Sunday we had our date and you know, buttfucked and pissed on each other, the usual. Yay more buttstuff! I'm always down for that day or night. We thought this rather nice life in this horrible fucking place would go on for a long while and that we'd have anal sex all the time... but we were wrong. *** On Wednesday, we went to loot further south in the city than we ever have before. And yes I meant literally, not sexually. I just can't stop can I? I should mention that it's been weeks since we've seen a single Sentinel. The last ones we saw were... the day we got trapped underground. Huh. Odd. Anyways, on our way to scout out new buildings for possible loot... we came across something just off of a major road and in a nearby ditch of sorts. A massive crudely dug tunnel that seemed like it was the entrance to hell or something. We both knew what this was... judging from all the skeletons and dried blood around. We couldn't even see the sidewalk that should have been beneath our boots, the foul soil around the burrow was covering it too well. Clearly this had been here for a while... we just hadn't been here to see it yet. "This... is this where all the mutant monster fuckfaces have been coming from?" I ask what we already kind of know. "Judging from it's size and all the nasty scents of viscera in the air... probably." Jason replies with a glint of regret. We each take a handgun that we barely know how to use and a short sword that we've only had three separate days of practice with. Well we sparred with wooden ones but damn it feels a lot different in terms of... everything like weight and balance and shit. "Why're we taking the shorter swords?" I tilt my head in mild confusion. "Because in a tight underground space, longer swords can easily get nicked on the walls and prevent us from swinging them with our full strength." Jason explains. Oh. Duh. I'm an idiot. Of course that makes sense. We take about 4 cans of food with us each along with a generous amount of water. We don't know how deep this tunnel goes but if there's a way to stop the influx of monsters from coming out we've got to find it. "Can't we just collapse the filthy entrance and be done with this?" I practically beg as try to weasel my way out of this. "The creatures could just dig themselves out another hole, clearly. We've gotta kill whatever or whoever is breeding these fuckers. I don't wanna go underground again either but we don't have a choice. Unless you wanna go back home and let me do this on my own." "Not a chance fuckface." I reply bitterly and with some kind of twisted affection. "I'm coming with you." We both make sure our weapons and gear are ready to go. Besides the short swords, Jason takes an axe and a military knife. I strap a couple small blades to my belt as well. He also brings some rope in case we need it. We both have several flashlights so unless divine intervention happens we should hopefully be good on that front. We're both wearing makeshift body armor, which is basically just shoulder and knee pads stitched to a slightly reinforced jacket and cargo pants. We don't have much else for protection, not even any condoms. Ahem, anyways, after that I drop my pants and we both piss for like a good minute or two, nothing kinky I swear. We then bite the metaphorical bullet and begin to make our descent into the creepy ass cave. Not really a cave... more like Satan's rotting butthole my god it smells awful. Like imagine the worst shit you've ever dumped and multiply that by like twelve, maybe thirteen. It's so fucking bad that my eyes water constantly and I have to keep rubbing them in order to see clearly. As I feel along the inner walls of the Devil's vaginal canal I occasionally feel a loose bone or piece of gooey flesh. Fucking nasty. After like ten minutes, the worst of the worst smells die down... but the aroma is still thick... like several dozen rodent babies died in here and then had an undead orgy. Fuck I hate this. Remember what Jason was talking about earlier when he said we don't wanna come back underground? Ughh. I can barely see shit even if it walked in here wearing a dress. It's been only like thirty minutes since we made our way down into this tunnel and I already regret it. The prolific stench is so strong that I'm starting to feel a bit woozy from breathing it in. And the ground is getting sloppier and filthier. I'm glad I'm wearing my thick leather boots right now or else this would be so much worse for my feet. Suddenly, the mushiness starts to end, even if slowly. After about twenty minutes we've gone from gross mud to dry arid turds, great. About an hour after that we've finally come across our destination... a metallic mostly circular hole in the wall. It's lit up and there's electricity here inside whatever this facility is. What?! Did we just stumble into a Resident Evil porno parody or something? Was that in the script? I'm not... seeing it here. Oh no wait there it is. Fuck my life this is creepy. Jason and I decide that it's a good time to rest a tinch and chomp down on some nourishment, so we do. At least the pudginess of the nasty smells has gone from like an eleven to about a four so it's not too bad anymore. We finish eating, cast the cans the fuck away and make our way through the secret bunker as I follow Jason closely, he's the navigation "expert" afterall. The first room we come across is filled with a bunch of dry bones. Some old iron bars... a cell of some kind? A huge fucking hole in the ground leads out of it and goes to god only knows where. The second room was nothing but more of the same, except the bones were more fresh and covered in dried blood. But after another half hour we hit the jackpot. We enter what looks to be a lab. All kinds of medical equipment and shit is spread everywhere. There's even huge canisters full of bubbly liquid with sleeping... or perhaps dead monsters inside oh god, just like in those old horror movies you used to see. This was no film though. Also it smells. Really fucking bad. Like piss and shit. In fact, we notice that there is old caked piss around floor grates that lead to.. who knows what... and there's also a bunch of old turds piles scattered about. When I point this out to Jason I'm pretty sure he steps in one without noticing. "Fucking shit." He scoffs. "Don't fuck shit, it's bad for your health." I tease as I laugh slightly. Nice to have some amusement around here. "When we get outta here I'm tossing all this clothing out in some random dumpster and never touching it again." Jason growls, still clearly annoyed. "I'm with you there." I sigh and shake my head. "Clearly someone is still pissing and shitting here. Fucker is clearly still... working on these mutants." Jason takes his axe in his hand as I wield my short sword, we're ready to fight if anything tries to take us by surprise. There are a couple more cages and some other rooms that we go into until we come to a big one at the end of the hall. We pass by alot less excrement, I guess whoever lives here mostly just shits in the first room we came in. Lovely. As we open the next passageway we see what appears to be a laboratory table. Dozens upon dozens of vials of a faintly glowing red liquid sit on and around it. Some are full, others are empty but most are somewhere in between. Whatever this fluid is, it's clearly being produced here somehow. There's also a large steel box sitting beside them, probably full of it. A few dozen feet away there is a huge hallway that leads deeper into the facility, the lights are bright in this room and aren't faded at all unlike the ones we've seen before. The entire area is quite clean for how disgusting the rest of this place is, minus the scattered marrow and occasional small tunnels in the walls of course. "We must be getting closer." Jason comments. "Let's keep going." We leave the area and move on deeper into the base, making sure not to step on any cast away bones that might have fallen. After we've walked far enough we enter a much smaller room with a single metal door at the end of the hallway. Someone can clearly be heard now, they have to be just on the other side of this entryway. As we approach... it slowly slides open. Inside is an older male rat surrounded by his lab equipment. He's distilling and mixing the same liquid we saw before, it glows pink before it slowly turns itself into a deep red color as it mixes itself up. He looks over at us and doesn't look surprised in the least. His eyes are each a different color. One is red the other one is pink. "About time you intruders got here. I was beginning to wonder if you had gotten lost." He speaks in a high pitched and sickly voice. "I guess you're here to kill me. Met a few of my pets on the outside that pissed you off hmm?" 'This anthro is a flawed Reaper!' My AI Core basically shouts at me, I'm sure Jason's has done the same thing. 'Be careful he's highly dangerous! He's an enemy of The Creators! The usual laws of us killing Reapers don't apply to imperfect failures. Kill him now!' Jason runs at him extremely quickly with his axe as he yells wildly. What the hell is he thinking?! "Shame that you don't wanna talk." The rat says in an annoyed tone. "No matter, you'll be useful for my research anyways." Our enemy holds out his right hand and within an instant a surge of lightning hits Jason dead center in the chest. He's sent flying into a wall as it cracks around his broken body. "JASON!" I yell, still haven't moved yet. The rat looks at me and practically smiles. "Hmm... you are both Reapers hmm? I honestly never thought I'd meet more of you." I try to hold up my sword but my hand is shaking too much. I can't move my legs, I'm too scared. Dammit Vaine! Move your ass girl! This guy is super strong... He knocked Jason out of the fight almost instantly. So what am I supposed to do? "I have to say you are a very pretty young lady." The rat looks me over, pretty sure in a perverted manner. "How would you like to be my assistant in the lab? Plenty of grown food and natural security here. You'd have a good life with me." My hands are still frozen, but I manage to force them down and grab the hilt of my short sword. "Oh please, come on you know you want it." He laughs maniacally. "I'm so much older and... experienced than you. Although my toilets clogged long ago so you'd have to shit in rooms far from our living space, like I do. Afraid the showers no longer work either but no matter, you'll get used to the smells pretty quickly." "Shut the fuck up!" I growl back at him. He just laughs more as he raises his arms to his sides. "What is this?" He asks. "You can't even attempt to touch me with your weapon? Are you really that weak?" Anger courses through my veins. This guy is almost exactly like Jason. Haughty and insane. Both of them look down on me and consider me to be beneath them. I'm reminded of why I hate both of them... why do I like Jason again? Oh right penis. Durr. "No matter... I'm so close to discovering how to break The Creator's control over us..." He rambles. "Once I do... we can be the ones in charge." My mind goes from anger to curiosity in an instant. "What- What are you talking about?" I stammer. "Oh dear I've said too much." The pisswater creep suddenly frowns. "I'm afraid I can't let you leave here again, least not until my research is complete. Don't worry, you won't be in a cage like your friend uhh Jason will be. I should be able to crack this puzzle before I break him open completely." I glare at him. "You two should get married. Like two peas in a fucking pod you guys are." "Oh?" The rodent smirks slightly again. "He insults and bullies you and you somehow find that attractive? Interesting. Not surprising though... the conversion process for sure fucks with our original personalities." "I have no idea what you're talking about." I say aloud as I manage to take a few steps forward. How the fuck did he know what I like? The fuck? "Of course you don't. No matter." The parasite looks dead serious again. "Time to end our little scuffle I guess." The flawed Reaper slowly moves forward. His hand is still held up and is glowing faintly blue again, I have a feeling I know what his plan is going to be. But I get one as well. I don't like it but I don't have any other options. "You should just submit to me." He taunts me and cackles. "It'll all go easier that way. I don't really want to hurt you, it's just so easy sometimes. You're really pretty... we could have so much fun together." I hold my sword up in front of my chest, trying not to flinch as I move to the side. I need to get closer. If he hits me now... I'm screwed. I have to keep him talking... the longer he's distracted the better. "Oh yeah? You know... I've had abit of time to think about it and..." I suddenly change my tone, I hate myself for doing this. He raises an eyebrow at me as I pull off my jacket and shirt, revealing my black bra underneath them. And I do mean reveal. Jason would love how tight it hugs my tits. I walk around in front of the smelly sewer-born scientist, trying to be as seductive as possible with my steps without going overboard. This is so stupid. I shouldn't be here... but Jason had to go and lose the fight within seconds so... I don't have a choice if I want to live and be free from this lowlife piece of shit. My eyes are glued on his eyes as I continue stripping. I unbutton my pants and let them fall to the floor, showing off my black panties. He can't even look away from my figure long enough to blink. "You want me to let my guard down so you have a chance to stab my guts out huh? Such a basic primitive brained plan, which I should expect coming from a woman." He sneers. "Well it's not going to work... no matter how fucking attractive you are." I toss my sword towards the fucker casually and it clatters near his foot. "I don't wanna kill you." I lie. "I'm way too curious about how your tongue would feel on my anus for that." His eyes widen in surprise and he takes a step back. "You're actually going to..." I take one more step forward and then another. I basically force him to sit down with his back against a cabinet by getting very close to him. His bodyheat is so musky and gross. He smells like he hasn't showered for weeks. HIs clothes may be clean but he's filthy as hell. Gah I fucking hate this so much. I turn my rear end to his face and press my asscheeks against his mouth. He just sits there and laughs, unaware of the fact that he just lost. If he didn't underestimate me like the sexist prick he seems to be, he may have been on his guard more. But my sexually stunning body worked out in my favor this time. With a loud grunt I turn on my Toxic Flatulence skill and squeeze my inner colon muscles together with all my might. A large fart exits my butthole and blasts the fucking rat in his pathetic rotten face. He screams in agony as he claws at the air blindly trying to grab me but I've already rolled away towards my sword. His face is completely inflamed from the toxic poisonous gas and his eyes are pretty fucked up but he's healing. In about five seconds he'll be able to see me again and strike me down easily. "You fucking bitch ass cunt! I'll fucking end you!" He screeches as he blasts lightning around wildly, missing me each and every time. Guess unless he aims it correctly it's a useless skill. "Oh dear what am I to do with you?" I say rather playfully as my panties hang around my hips loosely from the anal impact they encountered. "Game over." I jam the blade deep into his neck. He tries to resist but he cannot. I push it in until I sever his brain stem and he goes limp. I go over to Jason's body. He's pretty fucked up, his head impaled on a wall. But I can peel him off later once I take what's mine. I grab his discarded axe and walk back to the ratfuck's body. I swing at his chest over and over again, looking for his core. As I'm doing this it only now hits me that my most dangerous foe I've faced so far... was indirectly killed by my butt fart. Please don't put that on mugs and hoodies and... bumper stickers. Thankfully his crystal heart is right where I think it is, although unlike mine, his is not glowing faintly at all, like it's been turned off or something. 'This anthro lost his connection to The Creators and therefore his life functions are forfeit. We can safely eat his core without punishment.' I'm very nervous, like when I lost my virginity. But this is worse. I have no idea how my body will react to such a large influx of souls at once. My Soul Energy Resistance ability is level 3 but that may not be enough. Oh well. I want this power... I need it more than Jason does. Risk it for the biscuit I guess. I take a deep breath as I force the core down my throat. Within seconds I feel an agonizing burning sensation and I collapse onto the ground on my knees and hands. I try to scream but I cannot. Suddenly my entire body is engulfed in a dark red flame and I can no longer feel anything except the intense heat. My panties and bra are burned to a crisp, as is the rodent's blood splatter on my skin and fur. Fuck! Dammit oh my god this is the worst pain ever! Shit fuck! My singed furcoat melts off of me. I can see huge clumps of it fall to the ground along with chunks of my peeled flesh. This is it. This is how I'm actually going to die. I'm ignited for like ten more seconds which feels like an eternity... and then the fire suddenly stops. I finally manage to cry out in an agonizing scream as my charred body howls with pain from every conceivable angle. My body fully regenerates within about thirty to forty seconds as the pain slowly eases and then vanishes within that timeframe. Holy hell that was awful. I never thought pain could get that bad. I'm surprised I stayed conscious if I'm being blunt. And now I'm naked away from home, again. Bad habit I know. '52658 SP gained.' Holy shit... so that's how painful fifty two thousand souls is? Damn man. If I had lower Soul Energy Resistance I'd be dead now wouldn't I? 'Yes. Probably.' Damn. Get that higher then please. Spend all the souls we can. 'Done. Soul Energy Resistance Level 7 unlocked. 989.30 SP to spare.' Do we have enough to unlock Toxic Flatulence level 2? If so, do so I guess. Save the rest of the souls for now. 'Toxic Flatulence level 2 unlocked. 23.09 SP remaining.' Damn so we're running on empty now huh? Alright. I take a big drink of water from my backpack and get dressed again. I'm going commando now since my underwear literally incinerated but lets not tell Jason ok? Kay good. I unimpale him from the wall and his wounds heal up almost instantly, like within four or five seconds he opens his eyes again. Damn mate why the rush? He coughs up blood and spit as he reorients himself. "Don't worry, the rat bastard is dead." I comfort Jason without touching him. "We can leave now. I suppose there may still be some loose beasts out there in the city but I've killed their maker so... no more will spawn." He doesn't respond, instead he rummages through his supplies and takes a big gulp of water as well, coughing more afterwards. "You ok?" I ask, unsure if he'll say anything. "I'm fine." He grunts after about ten seconds of silence. "Just need a minute... I'm baffled that you beat him while I was unconscious." "Yeah..." I say in a low voice. "He thought he could easily me because I'm a girl. You and him had that in common." Jason looks down at the floor. "It's just hard for me to comprehend that I lost a fight so quickly. I'm done with underestimating my foes. That's a bad habit that I need to break quickly. Did he say anything to you?" "No." I lie again. "Just the usual evil doctor crap of cleansing the world for the next stage of evolution or some shit, I wasn't really listening to his rambling." Without much else to say, we left the lab. It took us about an hour in a half because we were so tired but yeah. I pissed my pants twice and didn't really enjoy it. Pretty sure Jason did at least once as well but that may just be my lingering post-bathroom scent playing tricks with my brain. When we finally got to the surface the sun was low on the western horizon. We had a meal, our second of the day and stripped off our filthy clothes and just left them on the side of the road. Jason didn't question where my underwear vanished to, he may not have even noticed. Neither of us were in the mood for the hippy-hippy bang bang so Jason just drove us straight home. We went to bed after a few hours of silence. We also enjoyed a nice and satisfying evening urination and we were relieved in more ways than one. The monster threat... was over. No more could be made. Least we hoped that was the case. Regardless the next day the 31st... everything would change forever. That's not an exaggeration. *** That morning was pretty much the same as always. We got up, cleaned ourselves up the best we could with spare water we transported from the river and got dressed. Today was Thursday so, it was a day we planned for combat training. However, right after our morning meal, we saw three Sentinels walk up... or float up rather, to us. These were the first ones we'd seen in over a month so... we were pretty surprised. As I said months ago, these things kind of looked like Velociraptors... with scorpion tails. Well they still do but now they have no legs. They're simply flying through the air I think, very close to the ground sure, but hovering. If one looks closely enough at their bottom parts you can see like near invisible pulses of silent energy that are keeping them upright somehow. But anyways. "Jason and Vaine." One of them spoke in a generic monotone robot voice. "Please come with us. The Creator requests your presence." I didn't even know these chunk of bolts could talk! What in the pickle dicks is going on?! A small white egg shaped... space pod thingy lands beside them, almost as quietly as a hummingbird flapping its wings. A small curved rectangular hatch opens up in the front of it. It wouldn't be out of place in a Men In Black movie, like those uncomfortable seats that Will Smith had to sit in during those written tests? Yeah like those, only bigger. Anyway... there is just enough room for me and Jason to sit side by side, facing each other. So we do as we're told and get inside. Almost as soon as my ass touches the cushions, we take off effortlessly and are flying rapidly through the air. I don't feel any turbulence or anything it's very strange. We land within a minute and since the only window is attached to the hatch, we didn't see what was outside until it opens. The red Sentinel spaceship... has landed on the ground. And there's a brand new massive building beside it, like something straight out of a sci-fi movie. It looks like a gigantic football stadium or something from the outside but that's not even an ideal way to describe it. It's almost entirely white and silver as the metal reflects the sunlight very well. I'd say it looks... pretty? So much so that I can't look at it for too long. We're led to an area near the entrance of the ship which is still closed by the way. We see like some kind of circular metallic pedestals on the ground. Jason counts thirteen of them. The Sentinels instruct us to stand on top of one of them, so we do. We're then told to wait for the others and that they won't be long. Okay? But what are we doing here? I still don't understand... other than the fact that there's probably eleven other Reaper recruits that are on their way here to meet the same Creator we are? Maybe? I don't know. Surely enough within like ten minutes, more pods start showing up. I'm glad I peed before coming here. As the other Reapers arrive, I notice that they range in age from very young to old and they're mostly male. I assume they're from other areas of the country that the Sentinels invaded but I couldn't tell you for certain. By the time all thirteen of us arrive about an hour later, there's four women and nine men. Sausage fest anyone? Anyways, some of us talk, most of us do not. I'm one of the ones who don't, although Jason gets chatty with someone beside us, a big fucking bulky male bear with dark brown fur and bright red long hair. He's super tall, I think he said he's 7'6" which damn, would make him almost two feet taller than me like holy shit balls. Regardless once we're all here, we're told to politely shut the fuck up and everyone quiets down, even the young pup here who can't be more than eight or nine years old does so. We all orient ourselves towards the ship's massive ass door and it slowly slides open. This is it. Finally something is happening. The interior of the ship is full of various shades of red. An older looking alien dressed in what looks like a fancy dragonscale business suit... walks out. He has pure white hair and his eyes practically glow blue. My first thought was that he was so ugly... and not an anthro at all. My second thought was oh shit can he read my mind? 'No. Hush. Be respectful to our lord and god.' Oh ok phew... dodged a permadeath there. He looks at all of us and smiles lightly. "Welcome my Reaper recruits." He speaks in a strong authoritative and yet soft-spoken voice. "It's nice to finally see you all face to face. I am your Father and your Creator, you may refer to me as either one if you so wish. The thirteen of you before me here today have done well to survive this far. This is the most we've gotten out of a single primitive world's singular country so, you all should be very proud of that." His words should sound condescending but they're somehow not, he seems to be perfectly genuine. "The building we've constructed here has taken our Theta Sentinels three in a half months to build. It'll be your home for the next year as you train directly under my guidance. We'll talk about it more in a bit. I realize that almost all of you don't know each other. You needed not worry though, we'll all be a family soon enough. Everyone just has two more trials to overcome." A single Sentinel holding a sleek white briefcase walks up to Father. He opens it once the robot positions it horizontally. Inside are several vials of a deep blue liquid. He takes one of them and holds it in front of him. "Your first major test is to drink this serum. It has been painstakingly prepared for you all for this day." Our Overlord explains. "Who would like to go first?" "I will!" The young wolf boy enthusiastically shouts. "Kyla, alright." Father smiles warmly as he walks up to him and hands him the vial. "Be sure to drink it all in one go now." The young boy nods hyperactively. Father steps away as he gulps it down quickly. Within a second the boys expression changes from pure joy... to horrifying terror. He screams loudly as his body is engulfed in an intense red light and he melts away almost instantly, only thing left of him is a bubbling crimson mess on the pedestal that he once stood on. Some of us look over in shock, others just scoff while a few laugh. Myself... I keep a neutral face but inside... I'm fucking terrified. "What the hell?!" One of the three other female Reaper's yells, a alligator woman I think. Maybe she's a crocodile I can never tell the difference at a glance. "He simply failed the test." Father looks at her sadly. "It is disappointing but it happens." "Fuck this!" She shouts wildly as she steps off her pedestal and begins to walk away. "I'm out." "Shame." Father states with a hint of sorrow as another anthro follows her. Within an instant, both of their chests collapse in on themselves like some kind of miniscule microscopic blackhole was triggered inside of them and the remains of their limbs fall onto the concrete. Oh god. We're down to ten of us now. "That was... unsightly I apologize." Our Creator speaks to all of us again. "They didn't leave me any choice in the matter." He holds up another dose. "Who's next?" Jason says he'll take it, so within like ten seconds he does so. As he takes it inside the ass I mean his mouth... nothing happens. Not a damn thing. He looks over at me with that shit-eating grin of his. Dammit. "Good. That's how it's supposed to go." Father nods his head with approval. "Next one please." One by one everyone tries to take the concoction. Only one more anthro dies instantly, a few of them cough loudly and spit up loads of blood and mucus but they live. The rest seem to have no issues. The last vial.. is for me... the thirteenth, I mean eleventh, one. I almost died yesterday from too much soul consumption and yet here we go again. Oh boy. I have to hope that Soul Energy Resistance Level 7 is enough to for me to survive. If not... guess I finally go to whatever afterlife exists. Or I just float lifelessly in the void of space who the fuck knows. I really don't want to find out. "Vaine. Here you go." My Creator speaks to me directly for the first time. "You can do it. I have faith in you." I blush for some reason as he speaks to me. My anti-social behavior is back in full force. "Thank you Father." I reply as I take the small phial into my hand. Ok... here we go. I quaff it down in one go. Instantly I feel a burning sensation deep within my chest. Oh shit please not now. I spit up blood, alot of it. My head hurts like a mothertrucker and I go down onto one knee. I feel like I'm going to explode as my vision turns red. However, within the next I dunno, five or ten seconds the horrific interior heat stops and my headache goes away. I manage to stand up on my own. '100,000 souls consumed.' Phew... I did it. Wait... one hundred thousand?! Damn mate. "Good." Our god states as he walks back to his original position. "You will use those souls for something later, hold onto them for now. There are nine of you left. While that's not ideal, a few losses are sadly expected. We will move onto the second and final test. Vaine would you like to go first, since you went last for the initial one?" No way fuck I don't wanna. "Sure..." I blurt out. Way to go girl. Nice going. "Excellent. Please follow the Theta Sentinel into the building and go into the room your instructed to go to. You'll know what to do once you are there." Father gets to the point rather quickly. I follow the Sentinel that seemed to pop up out of nowhere, leaving everyone else behind to stand around awkwardly. We enter a small door in the side of the building. Within a minute, no joke, it leads me into a small gray room. What I see greatly surprises me. Both of my parent's... wearing filthy tattered clothes... are on their knees. Their hands are bound behind their backs. There's an end table that stands like four feet off of the ground right next to the door, with a pistol the on top of it. The room has nothing else in it. My parents look up at me and are extremely surprised to see my face. "Vaine?" My mother peeps out through bloodshot tear strewn eyes. "Is... is that you?" I don't reply. I simply look at her... so pitiful looking. "We... we thought... you were dead. How'd you survive? We- were you captured too?" Mother continues to ramble. So annoying. "Does she look like she's their prisoner you stupid bitch?" My father looks at his wife with hatred. He doesn't sound like he used to at all. He used to be a rather calm loving husband. Shame. I guess being imprisoned broke him in a completely different way. I grab the pistol from it's pedestal and hold it in my hands. It's lighter than most I've held at Jason's base and it's freezing cold to the touch. "Please don't do this! We're sorry!" Mom pleads desperately to me. "Sorry for what?" I state rather emotionlessly. Mother was going to answer me but my father speaks with a quiet, angry tone. "Vaine... you have always been so... selfish... but this..." I snarl, the hatred rising within me. "What is wrong with you? You can't even talk to me properly without insulting me?" "Dear, listen to him... please... please don't." Mother pleads again as I aim the pistol at them both. "You've changed... but you're still our daughter... please..." "Any daughter who's killed anthros is no child of mine." My father states bitterly. "Our old life is over... aliens attacked and killed everyone and our daughter died the day we were captured. You are just a fucking parasite living inside our teenager's skin. You're not her." The gun trembles slightly in my grip. I take a deep breath. I want to kill them both so badly. Dominate... Power... Control... "I am fucking Vaine!" I yell at them. "I'm am me and I'll kill every single person who denies my existence!" Father simply scoffs while my mother is horrified. I pull the trigger twice and he falls over dead while my mother just screams. So loud... good lord. I shoot her three or four times and she slowly chokes on her own blood before her body stops quivering. Good. I drop the weapon and I'm led out into a waiting room of sorts. There is a high tech monitor that I've never seen before that is showing The Creator and the eight remaining Reapers in real time outside. "Vaine passed." Father states. "Who wants to go next?" "Is there any reason why we can't do this exam or test thing all at once?" Some young pink cat lady is complaining. What a bitch. "No, but this is how I've set it up." He retorts and I let out a snorting chuckle. Get owned you fucking cunt you. "I'll go." A big silver gorilla with short white dignified hair speaks up. "Ahh Toshia, very well then. Good luck." Was all that Father had to say. Within two minutes and after two distinct gunshots the great ape joins me in the waiting room. He sits a few chairs away from me without so much as a hello. "That was quick." I managed to mutter. "I'm Vaine... Vaine Steele." "It was the logical outcome." He states calmly. "Toshia. Toshia Kamagst is my name. Although I usually prefer just T. I usually address people by the first letter in their name, so I'll call you V if that's alright with you." I kinda like that. "Sure." I reply rather warmly. "That's fine." "Glad we could come to a quick agreement." Toshia replies with a slight smile. We don't say much else. All we really do is sit around, watch the monitor and listen for gunshots. The next anthro who walked in isn't even worth mentioning. Because he failed somehow and we heard him and his former loved ones screaming like they were being torn apart by some kind of saws or something. Down to eight of us now. The next one to go in was the old lady, a thick badger woman. We heard loud shrilling high-pitched screams before three or four shots went off. It sounded like they were kids, oof. She sits down between me and Toshia. Her face looks rather neutral and I can't really read it. I don't really know what to say so I just blurt out something. "Grandkids?" I ask. She simply nods. "They'll have a chance in their next reincarnations. This world wasn't meant for them sadly." A religious granny nutcase hmm? Figures. Just someone else who'll hate me for my evil heavy metal music I guess. We introduced ourselves to each other. I learned her name was Sorcha Hansal and that she was a Taoist of some sort. I didn't pay much attention after that. Toshia mentioned that religion had some health benefits but he was polite and didn't piss all over it. Speaking of which I gotta pee. I can easily hold it though. I learned that T has a surprising amount of knowledge. All in all, once all the tests were done, seven of us remained. Me, Jason, Toshia, Sorcha, pink cunt cat lady, a dark blue raccoon who was mostly silent and of course the giant fucking manbear who I later learned was named Axel. I'll get more into details on them later I'm sure. Once we were all in the room we were led into a large circular elevator which seems to take forever to descend. "Congratulations. You seven are now officially my children." Father again speaks in an authentic and dignified manner. "I know today was rather difficult for some of you. But you've moved past your initial trials and now your basic Reaper training can begin. You'll spend exactly one local year training here. On August 1st, 2009, your planet's time, you'll begin the war for peace and control on the world that you call Earth. That will be your graduation ceremony of sorts. On the last day of every month, you will all complete in a competition, a gauntlet to test your skills and abilities if you will. You'll be ranked and scored at the end of these events. Your standings at the end of the year long training will determine where you start your global conquest and how easy or hard it'll be for you to complete it." That was a lot of info to take it so he pauses for like ten seconds. We good now? Alright then. Damn my bladder is uhh, kinda yelling at me right now. "Now. Those souls I mentioned earlier. Crimson Crystalis, please use them to unlock the alchemy menu for yourselves." A new menu pops up in my HUD, simply called Alchemy. Hmm. Yeah I should have expected that... it's exactly what he said. Dammit girl hold onto your pee pee juice! "Alchemy is the greatest gift that we Creators can give to you, besides your new lives as honorable Reapers of course. This ability will allow you to deconstruct and reconstruct atoms from your environment to make virtually anything you need. It takes alot of time and dedication to learn every element, every compound in even the simplest of objects, which is why half of your training each day will be dedicated to it and learning what you want to as quickly as possible. The other half will be dedicated to ability and combat training. You'll have eight hours to sleep every night, an hour to get ready in the morning, six hours of alchemy and six hours of combat training, with two hours during that time for bathroom and other breaks. The last two hours of your day will be for personal time, during which you can make use of the countless amount of amenities and recreational activities here that you desire. We'll discuss your daily meals in a bit. Fridays will be your day off for the week. You shall have a morning meal with me and then you can spend the rest of the day as you see fit. If you want to relax or train or both, your free day is up to you. If there's something in this facility we don't have that you want, which is unlikely, then let a Theta Sentinel know and they will build it as quickly as possible." God damn another huge info dump. I gotta dump my truck right now. If my dump was urine and my truck was my pussy... fuck. "At noon today I will answer any and all questions you have for a few hours. Please take the couple hours before that time to acquaint yourselves to the basics of your new home. You each have your own personal quarters, which only you or those you give permission to can enter, besides Sentinels themselves of course. This is where you will sleep and access the internet if you so desire, as the world wide web throughout the rest of the facility is disabled for now. Ask any Theta Sentinel, who serve everyone equally, and they'll prepare a pod for you to travel anywhere you want to inside the megastructure. I'll see all of you in a couple of hours." With that he leaves the elevator and we follow closely behind. God dammit I almost pissed myself. What is wrong with me and my tiny ass bladder? 'We're probably excited at the prospect of living somewhere new, which can constrict our urethral muscles, causing us to have to urinate harder than usual.' Ok ok I didn't need an explanation. I get it. Everyone scatters very quickly going this way and that, they leave me behind. "Does Vaine need anything?" A Theta Sentinel sneaks up on me and nearly makes me pee again. "Yeah uhh... please tell me my personal quarters have a... bathroom." I'm embarrassed in front of a fucking robot, get ahold of yourself V. "Of course. One moment." He beeps and boops. He wasn't lying either, within a few seconds the nearest single anthro pod comes down near us and it opens it's door to let me inside. I bounce around in my seat alot as we quickly fly through the massive complex. This place is legit just a massive underground city of sorts.. for seven Reapers... and a single Creator. Words cannot even express how grand and epic it is. I'd take the time to enjoy the sites but you know, bulging bladder. In less than a minute the pod lands and I stumble out. Every one of the hundreds of doors in this long open ended half hallway looks the exact same. But in front of the entrance to my room, there's a lit sign that simply says "Vaine Steele's Personal Quarters". I look to the left and right a ways away and sure enough, I see the names of a couple other Reapers above the same bland white door. I feel an intense pounding feeling in my vagina, like it's spiking a volleyball onto the hard gym floor, and I clutch it tightly. It's really hurting now. I admit, I'm horny too but fuck I still mostly hate this. I open the door and what I see inside amazes me. The room is adorned with tall black shelves, filled to the brim with manga and heavy metal history books and a bunch of other nerdy rocky stuff. A fancy laptop is smack dab in the middle of two of them on a desk, way more advanced than any one I've seen before. Various cool looking posters are plastered on most of the walls and my bed is huge... and unkempt. Just the way I like it. I'd admire my bedroom more right now but uhh, pretty sure I just pissed myself a little bit. Shit. In the one back corner I see another sliding door. I approach it and walk into my bathroom. I'm greeted with a full oblong hot tub, a huge display monitor that's mimicking a sci-fi city balcony... and a round toilet that seems impossible to sit on without falling in. Seriously? Do the Creators know about my sexual kinks?! 'No. But they can see our list of abilities whenever they want to. Probably assumes you'd just prefer standing up to pee and since you don't have to poop, we don't need a toilet to sit down on. The bedroom has been catered to what Father assumes are our personal tastes, while the bathroom is more generic and is just meant to be relaxing and efficient.' My AI Core informs me as I moan loudly from the now intense nether pain. Fuck oh god I'm turned on so much and it's barely 10 AM. I'm reminded of how much of a freak I am as I struggle to drop my pants. I strip off my jacket and shirt first, leaving my blue bra the only thing that's covering my breasts. I'm gonna piss myself soon oh god oh shit. I try to hold it but fuck... it hurts so bad. I manage to fumble and drop my pants, but seconds later urine begins to come out of me in full force. Fuck fuck! I quickly run to the toilet as urine dribbles onto the tiles below me and I position my blue panties over the big potty drain as my piss comes out in a tidal wave. I'm moaning and crying out like crazy, it feels so good to soak my panties with pee... My aching pussy finally feels some relief. I thank it by slipping a hand into the front of my underwear and rubbing myself like crazy. I moan more as my urine forces itself out of me. Fuck I love this. After all my bladder is basically just a massive water bottle and I'm pouring myself a big cup of hot tea right now. Aaaah... yeah... dammit. The pleasure of pissing myself always gets me so worked up. I love the feeling of having wet panties cling onto my privates, like they're giving me oral in their own way. And oh how wonderful it is too feel the warmth of my piss slowly drip through the fabric and onto my inner thighs. It makes me even wetter. Once the wave of my pee subsides even though my horniness does not, I pull my dirty wet panties off and slowly sink myself into my new tub. Oh god it feels so good. I can feel myself being so thoroughly cleaned and it feels amazing. I unhook my bra and cast it onto my pile of clothes and I let my hard nipples enjoy the hot water as well. I moan with pleasure. The steam feels so good on my skin and fur. I begin to play with my clit and asshole, trying to give both of my sex holes an equal amount of self love. I slip a finger inside my anus and wiggle it around, making sure my rectum has the best cleaning possible. Oh fuck it feels amazing. I insert another one into my pussy and fidget with it too, spreading my juices throughout the warm water. My slit feels so full of joy that I cum really quickly. I moan loudly as I shoot loads of my girlcum into the... jizzcuzi? Nah... not naming it that. Oh god. It was such a strong orgasm that ripped through me I can't help but smile as my entire body quakes from the pleasure. I laugh at the thought of this being my home for the next year. I can't wait to see how much stuff I can enjoy, how many sinful delicacies I will partake in. I mean yeah I'm basically back in school and that will suck but... at least it'll be training my body to be stronger. I will be tougher than them all. I'll win the twelve competitions and be the best Reaper on Earth. They'll have to respect me then. The thought of me killing my parent's today... doesn't even enter my head. And sadly, it wouldn't for quite a long time.

Chapter 3: Jason? Jason! Jason?! Jason... I'm staring at a young fox with blood stained clothes before me. Well he's probably older than me, I'd say senior college age like twenty-one or twenty-two or something, but still young. He's not like some old fart. Anyway, at first when he saw me he was leering at me like he wanted me dead... or maybe he wanted to put his dick inside me, I couldn't say for certain either way. But after a few seconds when we both realized we were Reapers, his demeanor calmed down quite abit. We kinda just stared at each other in shock for a tinch, since neither of us expected to see another one of our kind in this god-forsaken city. He lets out a gruff chuckle before speaking in a rather outlawish voice. "Aren't you a little short to be a Reaper?" I reply with a 'what the hell?!' look on my face. "How many Reapers have you met before mate?! What the bloody hell am I supposed to look like?" Granted yes he's tall, like over 6 feet. I dunno exactly. What you want his dick measurements too? Well I can't see it so... hush. "I apologize m'lady." He replies again in his gruff voice. "Making jokes is how I used to greet people, before... well, you know." "It's whatever, don't fuss over it." I sigh as I scratch my head, my social awkwardness is surprisingly back in full force. "I didn't realize there would be another Reaper here." He continues with a nervous laugh. "I thought I was the only one still alive in the city. Haven't even seen a wild or feral animal myself, besides like birds and shit. Even those seem to be rare these days." "I mean I ran into survivors on my first few days of... this." I half-heartedly progress the conversation. "But yeah I've not seen any since. I assume the Sentinels got everyone or... some may have escaped the city, who the fuck knows at this point." We continue to stand around awkwardly for awhile and then I remember the fact that half my Anthro Smoothie, TM, is missing. "Did you uhh, did you eat my Anthro Smoothie?" I ask rather awkwardly. He's kind of stunned into silence "What- eat your what now?" "The bulging slimy pulsing alien ball of corpse goop that the Sentinels made, presumably. The dark green one on the other side of this skyscraper... I was slowly chipping away at it." I describe it rather explicitly. "Oh, oh that. Nice name." He chuckles again, only this time sarcastically. "Yeah I ingested that this morning." "But... there was like well over 6000 units of soul energy left inside. How're you alive right now?" I question with a very confused look on my face. "Alive? What do you mean? I just consumed it, nothing to it." He looks just as perplexed as me. "If I had done that- that so quickly I'd be dead, my body can't handle such a massive uhh... influx of power at once." I stumble some words as I try to explain my bewilderment. All of a sudden his demeanor changes in an instant and he laughs hysterically for several seconds, it's really creepy and I get a really bad feeling in my gut. "Really?! You can't handle such a small amount of power? It'd kill you? You're hilarious. I collected nearly 50000 soul essence units within 15 minutes once, when I found two big sources side by side. I'd say I'm close to a million now in total. Are you really that far behind in terms of your power? Shameful... how are you a Reaper if you can't even reap souls?" I look at him with extreme disdain and fury. 'Our strong desire to kill him is noted but killing other Reapers is forbidden by our Creators. Plus, if what he says is true, we'd stand no chance in all likelihood and just die in a one on one fight.' I know that. I know. But god fucking dammit I hate it when people look down on me. I thought I was done with that shit. Obviously that's not the case. Even as a Reaper... am I just mediocre? If I am then how will this life be any different from the one I lived? It won't be. Fuck. "Just stay the hell outta my way." He glares at me as he turns to walk away. " Maybe you'll get strong enough to clean up my shit filled toilets sometime if your lucky, although I highly doubt it." I squeeze my hands so hard that they bleed as my sharp nails cut into my palms, but I grit my teeth and keep them there. "Fuck you. I'm gonna prove you wrong and have you grovel under my boot one day!" I shout as beastly as I can, although I don't know if that's how it comes across. He continues to laugh as he casually leaves, calling me a cunt and a bitch and whatever else, I don't know, I stopped listening. I turn away, back to the cheaply stacked condos in a furious rage as I finally unclench my compacted hands and let them heal. After about an hour of tearing through apartments out of spite, I finally calm down. I have a meal then go out for a walk. "Damn..." I mutter angrily as I stand in front of a convenience store. "I don't even know where to begin." As much as I would rather not admit it, that green haired red-eyed cumbutter muncher is right about me being weak. I'm so pitiful that even my smart AI Core didn't know how fucking fragile I was until my body shut down. Dominate. Power. Control. Do I really have it within me to achieve my goals? What even are my goals? What do I want to accomplish? I enjoy killing and pissing but those are more like hobbies, they're not a stage in life that I want to reach. I just need to survive and get stronger and that's it. But will that be enough? I told that fucker that I'd get stronger than him... but dammit I do not know how. I've barely gained any power at all and yet look at how weak I got when I ingested just over 1300 units of SP too quickly. The fuck is this? Why the fuck is the universe punishing me so much? Why can't my body be stronger? Damn. I just figured it out. That precum prick must have done something similar right? I mean it only makes sense from my perspective. That or I found a "loophole" that only a weak-ass bitch like me could benefit from. 'We want an ability that'd lessen and eventually nullify the negative effects of quick SP consumption right?' "Yes. That should have been a priority for me once I figured out I couldn't gain power quickly. But I didn't know how slow I was at the time, I had no one else to compare myself to, as it were." 'Very well. To get started on that we need about 5000 souls, probably abit less. We need 4856 more units of energy at this moment in time.' "Then lets get to fucking work." I say aloud as I feel a sharp jolt of pain from my privates. Uh oh. I drop my backpack and bat and try to make my way to a nearby alley so I can urinate in peace but dammit I was so angry and distracted that I didn't notice my bladder screaming at me. I turn around and head back to the nearest door into the abandoned shop. Dammit dammit... it hurts so much... but also hardens my nipples by like 150%. I'm such a freak but I don't give a shit, I give a piss instead. Bad jokes? Get used to it. Anyways... I hobble along inside the store with my right hand gripping one wall and my left hand suffocating my pussy through my blue jeans, hoping to find a restroom intact or something. I move so slowly because of my strained mini-me and it takes me like two minutes to shift my way inside the concrete bazaar. I look around me but it's so damn hard to see deep into the store, it's pitch black. I cry out in a half moan and half painful howl. My kitty is so damn sore and it feels like an explosion is about to go off inside my panties. I'm really horny now god damn, my anus is clenching and clenching hard from the arousal. I'm losing focus on my bathroom quest, all of my mental energy is directed to my damp buzzing slit right now. I must be a knight of the kingdom and continue to protect my pants from the evil wetness that threatens it. I try to unbuckle and unbutton my jeans without pissing myself but the task is difficult. Everytime I push lightly on my lower abdomen, the whole house of piss just threatens to fall down and I yelp and giggle as I feel the torment inside of my nethers flare up. Finally I'm able to undo them let them clatter down to the tiled floor after about a minute of 4D chess with my bladder as my opponent. I squirm against the wall for awhile, enjoying the agonizing sensation as my vagina continues to cry out in pissful agony. Yes I know that's not a word. I feel a very strange sense of embarrassment, despite nobody at all being here besides me. If I ignore the fact of me being on my own for almost two weeks now I still have a slight feeling that what I'm doing would be considered morally wrong, even though I said fuck you to morality awhile ago. I look down at my crotch and legs and get a wicked grin on my face. I'm just playing around and I know it but it feels so good to roleplay something that's not a tabletop RPG. I begin to tease my clit through my pink panties and holy shit it feels more intense than usual. The two-headed ogre inside me wants to escape my urethral world of warcraft dungeon but I refuse to let it pass through the gates. I continue to stroke myself and bite my lower lip hard. I don't know how much longer I can hold it, I clench my vaginal muscles hard but I'm very quickly losing the willpower and strength to do so. I feel so wet and horny that I'm going mad with lust. A few drops of urine escape my slit and I panic with erotic glee. I rub my clitty harder and I moan as it twitches, like it's begging for me to let go of the tsunami that I'm trapping inside myself. My fingers... feel so divine... ahh, shit, it's throbbing so much down there that I can barely stand up. I laugh as I take off my puffy red shirt and white sports bra. My black nipples are so sensitive and I grip my left one furiously as my right hand continues to go to town on my cunt through the thin fabric. I can feel myself getting ever closer to my peak orgasmic bliss. My underwear feels tighter than usual, must be because my girlcum has made it very wet in a very specific place. I can actually feel it building inside me, like my whole body is vibrating with lewd anticipation. Well damn it's about to get wetter in more places really fucking quickly because I can no longer hold onto my golden lady juice. The beast has been unleashed. "Ohhh fuck..." I whisper as the scent of my sex and fluids fill my nostrils. I scream out with delight as my mind goes blank, my body completely consumed by pleasure and relief as I blast out girlcum and pee at the same time. My hands feel so dirty, they're covered in piss and vaginal fluid, It feels so good and I love it so fucking much. My body shakes violently as hot streams of Goldie Hawn gush out of my privates and continue to mix with my girlcum. My panties are soaking wet as my splayed stream of urine splashes all over my legs, I can hear my warm golden shower splattering hard onto the tiles below me and I let out a deep and blissful filled sigh. "My cunt feels soooo soo soo good... fuck fuck fuck..." I grin as my feet's fur continues to absorb the warm puddle pooling below me. I continue to stand there and piss everywhere, my panty fabric completely drenched by my recent bathroom break. The feeling of warm wet cloth clinging tightly to my camel-toed pussy lips feels outstanding. I keep my arms straight out to either side of my torso while I'm still standing upright, enjoying the site of my partially blocked pee stream as it starts to slow down. The pressure inside me subsides and I smile warmly at myself. This was a nice sexual distraction from an otherwise shitty start to the day. My flow is reduced to a trickle after about another minute and then stops soon afterward. I love my scent, it makes me feel sexy and powerful. I put my pants back on, leaving my piss soaked panties underneath them and still enjoying the casual feeling of warm liquid surrounding my privates and lower asscheeks. I wear my bra again but I leave the crappy shirt behind, I never liked it anyway. I make my way out of the store, grab my bag and bat and continue to explore the city. My pants dampen ever so slightly around my butthole and crotch as they take some of the liquid weight off of my pink underwear onto themselves. I roam the city until sunset, not caring about where I'm going. I only have one goal. To find those Anthro Smoothies, TM, sacks before that leaf-headed bastard does. I don't find one however and I spend the night sleeping in some nationwide Hotel chain, Narriot or some shit I dunno, don't care. In the morning I eat in my facehole and piss directly into my panties again, I don't even care right now. I smell awful and I haven't showered in a few days, I don't plan to for awhile. I'm dedicating myself to this shit and dying on this urine hill. What? Anyway, I continue to go off in a random direction again and come across a huge courthouse. Like damn it seems pretty useless... but those front pillars look pretty epic. I noticed long dried trails of blood that lead into its main doors so maybe the Sentinels put one of their gooey extraterrestrial ballsacks in here? Indeed they did. So I hung around there for awhile. I didn't eat or drink anything else besides the corpse slushies, I never felt thirsty or hungry. I'd save on preserved food for now I guess. It took me about three days to eat this one, I think. I got abit sick because I ate it quicker than I should have probably but despite that I pushed through. I needed 3282 more SP at this point so once I finished it I moved on. My dirty jeans were getting rather uncomfortable, so I just left them at the courthouse in some random trash bin. After about four days of navigating Dallas in my filthy underwear that left very little to the imagination, I found a second sac by part of Trinity River that runs through one of the industrial zones of the city. Inside a dock warehouse was a huge pulsing sac of brownish-red goop. Oh goodie. At least it was the biggest one I've seen so far, my AI core said it probably contained close to 25000 units of soul energy, like fucking hell. By this point I was pretty sure it was the month of May now but I couldn't tell you the day. I tried to count the days by marking a wall with a counter, you know those lines that allow you to count by five at a time easily? Yeah those. I made like four of them before I was almost done with this supply of power. So I guess I was here for just over twenty days before I was done. By that point, I kid you not, my panties had been torn apart at the crotch from pissing so much and so furiously, My sore pussy has been in the open air for awhile now but I kept my shredded asscheek holders on for some reason. I managed to get Soul Energy Resistance to level 3. Yeah that's what the skill was called. I dunno how limited it is yet though, since I just got it unlocked today, after finishing this monstrous jelly tumor. The fact that the nameless asshole with lime green head fur ate two of these in under an hour one day? Fucking nutty. Well whatever, before I move on I cast my sports bra and torn panties into the river and watch them float away. To be honest the river seems alot cleaner than it was when you know, this city was alive. I decide to jump in and clean myself off. It's really deep but I just take a few hours and enjoy a nice skinny-dip public bath thing. I really should clean myself more often I guess but I've been grinding this real life experience hardcore like a gamer girl. I suppose it couldn't hurt to just take care of my basic hygiene in the future. Anyway, I swim around in the dark waters for quite a bit, enjoying the freedom of being naked with no one else around. Eventually, I get tired of the whole wet liquid business and decide to get out and dry myself off while I look for more clothing. There's a ruined store not far from me. I manage to find a really nice rather high class clothing store for women. High class for me at least it was probably average for most other females but still. I find a cute purple bra with matching purple boyshort-styled panties and put them on. I love how they make my lower asscheeks look. I also find a nice and simple red dress that's easy to take on and off and will make going to the bathroom a breeze, once I move my crotch fabric to the side of course. I enjoy urinating in the store after I'm dressed and I feel quite horny, it's been awhile since I rubbed one out of me but I decide to go somewhere else for that. Would be nice to have a bed or something else soft to lay on. I leave the store behind and continue to explore the ruins of Dallas. *** I come across a large bridge that stretches over a part of Trinity River and decide to cross it and enter the other "half" of the city. A day or two later of just roaming around and... I meet the grass colored hippy ass motherfucker at a public pool by a motel. He just seems to be chilling in the water. Maybe it's his day off? Regardless I would try to leave without him noticing me but uhh yeah that doesn't happen. He beckons me over and I entertain him, not even sure why I do to be honest. "Been a while." He says rather casually as he lays and crosses his arms on the pool's edge and looks at me once again. I'm positive he's checking me out for sure this time. "For a weakling you are pretty damn hot." "Still the massive rotten dick that you were before hmm?" I wave him off, what a surprise. "What? You somehow think if I speak to you nicely in a fake and condescending manner that would be better?" He huffs, "Fuck that, the old world is dead." "You don't have to be fake." I say as I approach the fence surrounding the pool. "But you don't have to be a diseased prick either." "Yeah well it's not in my nature to respect those who don't deserve it." He retorts. "I thought you were one of those." I feel fury building up within me again but I suppress it, mostly. "You judged me based on something that's completely outta my control. You know nothing else about me or my fucking life before this... so you can just eat shit for all I care." I smile as I enjoy hurling insults at him. He laughs, "Oh you've got some real nice attitude for a pathetic little twit." He says sarcastically. "I bet you like calling people names huh? That must feel really good. I get it. But save it for the lowlife Anthros that are below us and dead. We're fucking Reapers, we survived this shit against all odds. That alone should be enough to earn one another's respect." I look him in the eye as I speak to him, I'm actually starting to feel really pissed off now. He grins, "You're right. I've had a while to think since we first met. I shouldn't have disrespected you by default. But just because you have tits and a pussy doesn't make you special you know." "I could say the same thing about you and your dick." I retort, slightly less bitterly. He laughs, "Oh, is that right?" We sit there and chat for a bit, we both seem to have calmed down now we're much more relaxed around each other. At some point during our conversation I ask him what his name was, since we never really told each other before. "I'm Jason. I hope the Creators give me a better name honestly, when we meet them." He tells me. I stare at him, rather perplexed. This motherfucker acts all cool and superior and yet seems to dislike his own name? Shit bro. Self confidence issues? Daddy issues? Who knows. "I'm Vaine." I reply in kind. "It feels weird to have a conversation again... since you know, everything." Jason smiles, "I know how you feel. It's kinda surreal." I guess that's a good word for it. We talking for about another hour and afterwards my pussy is telling me that she needs to be emptied. I tell him I need to excuse myself for a couple minutes and head into a random motel room, looking for a rather clean area to piss in. Once inside, I open the door and look around. I see a dead potted plant in a corner, perfect. I lift up my red dress and pull my purple panties to the side and aim my pussy at the dry pot dirt. My urethra opens up it's pipes and I sigh blissfully as I urinate on the dead flora. I don't have the greatest aim but the stream hits the edge of the soil with no problems. It feels really nice. I resist touching myself though, again. Don't really wanna masturbate with that douchebag Jason being so close. And even I have some standards that're higher than that you know? Despite this my s;oy is really wet and I sigh deeply as I clean myself off with some discarded bedsheets. It's been a while since I've had a bath too, my fur feels dirty and my skin covered in gross dandruff. I'll need to clean up again soon. As I walk out of the motel room I notice he's still sitting at the pool, waiting for me I guess. "Hey asshole." I call him out. He smiles, "Oh hey Vaine. You done?" He says, his voice rather cheerful. "I'm out here aren't I? Of course I'm done. You really don't know how to speak to ladies do you?" I laugh, trying to get something out of him. "You don't have to be so harsh about it... and what lady are we talking about exactly?" He comes back swinging. I simply smile and sit back down on a pool recliner. "Fuck off." I say rather warmly. He goes inside one of the nearby rooms. A few minutes later he has an axe in one hand, and some chopped wood in the other. well, chopped up bed parts or something. He arranges them in a sort of circular pattern, puts in some paper for kindling in the middle of them and lights it up. Within seconds a small fire is burning brightly. "Uhh, impressive I guess but what is that for?" I question, not understanding what he's doing. "Oh nothing really." He replies casually. "Just wanted to cook up a meal." I'm kinda a dummy I guess. Of course that's what a fire is used for. Damn I haven't had a hot meal since the electricity went out like a week into this whole end-of-the-world thing. Well, it'll be nice to munch on something warm for a change. Get your mind out of the gutter. I could eat that canned mac n cheese that I've been kinda just saving for a rainy day. I get up from the recliner and sit beside him. The concrete is uncomfortable to say the least but whatever. We watch the fire burn while we talk. It feels really strange... eating a meal... with someone again. I'm reminded of my parents for the first time since I went home. Shit. Well, they probably had quick deaths anyways, like most people who were killed by Sentinels. They loved this city though I'm sure, not leaving it is what got them killed I guess... and what led me to being reborn... Eventually Jason asks me something as my mind snaps back to reality, "So Vaine... why did you join me today? Surely you've hated my guts since the day we met." "I dunno, I guess I just had a strong urge to throw shit in your face, metaphorically of course." I respond with a bit of a ramble. He laughs, "Ah so you wanted me to know how pissed off you were huh?" "Well... yeah. You were a fucking douchebag with a superiority complex when we first met." I state honestly. He chuckles, "That's just a bad habit of mine... I've always had a desire to be a leader, to order others around to do my bidding. Kinda wanted to be a king as a kid I guess. But being born in 1987 and in our current year of 2008, that wasn't going to happen." "As Reapers, that's what we'll be. At least I think so." I reply with a smirk. "The vast majority of sentient life that lives will be beneath our feet, fearing us for their entire pathetic mortal lives. We'll be gods, far more powerful than any king or queen ever was." "You don't seem too excited about it." He says to me. I shake my head, "It's what we live for right? Our purpose is to serve the Creators and bring about universal peace, eventually. Or something. Yeah I admit I don't really care. Since becoming a Reaper it's just been fun to kill anthros." He shrugs, "Yeah well... killing weak dumbasses is fun, for sure." He chuckles. We keep talking, occasionally sharing idle banter here and there. It's starting to feel normal to have someone to talk to again. Jason seems rather smart though he acts pretty immature sometimes. Ok a lot of the time. And I still have a bit of trouble dealing with his attitude... but he's alright for an asshole like him. Eventually we finish eating and I help put out the fire. Then we sit and stare at each other, lost in thought as night slowly descends on the city. The stars are starting to shine brightly in the sky above us. I half expect him to kiss me like some cheesy scene from a romcom or something. After a few minutes Jason breaks the silence, "Well uhh, it's been a fun day. I'm gonna hit the sack. Your free to take one of the other empty rooms for the night, if you want to." He says. I nod and stand up, stretching and yawning. "Yeah. I'll grab a room and get some sleep. Night." I head inside a nearby motel room and take of my red dress and purple bra and lay on the bed in naught but my panties. My body feels really sweaty now... even though the temperature in here is fine. But I guess I can't control my pussy when I get horny. It's like a buzzing aroused beehive. I sigh, but this time in frustration. Why am I so flustered about a dumbass boy who hated me yesterday? I'm a Reaper goddammit not a highschool girl. Oh wait I'm both right now. Dammit what the fuck are these emotions flowing through me? Well I guess it doesn't matter, what's done is done and now I have something else to deal with. I squirm as my legs press themselves together almost on their own. I try to force myself to relax but I can't seem to calm myself down. Every time I try to close my eyes I just think about Jason's cock sliding in and out of me... my cunt clenches in response. I moan quietly as my body starts to tremble on its own. Eventually I stop struggling with myself and I just give in to my desires. I pull my panties aside and rub my clitoris gently before inserting a finger into my pussy. As I fingerfuck myself I softly grab my breast and squeeze it. Damn I'm so hot and bothered right now. Why? Why is Jason turning me on so much? Shit why did he make my slit so wet and my heart beat so fast? I start rubbing faster now and insert another finger into my cunt. My body is shaking and it's getting harder to maintain focus on pleasuring myself with how turned on I am. I moan loudly, unable to resist the temptation of masturbating as hard as I can. The whole room is full of my horny scent by this point. My privates are throbbing and it's making me crazy. My fingers feel slick with my juices, I'm dripping everywhere. As I keep rubbing myself faster and harder the intensity grows and my breathing speeds up. I feel myself building towards a powerful orgasm, every moving digit on my clitoris sends shocks of pleasure through my entire body and my pussy lips clench around my fingers. I feel a wave of pleasure washing over my whole body as I climax and lift my hips into the air. I sigh blissfully as I release a spurt of girlcum and fall back down on the bed, panting all the while. My muscles are all tensed up and my head is spinning. When I look down at my hands they're covered with my own fluids. It's sticky and smells so good. I clean off my fingers my tongue, then lay my hand beside me. I can't help but smile. Jason... that dumbfuck... had made me cum. Well not directly but you know. God I really am a freak. This is a first for me though, I've never felt this aroused by another anthro before. Especially not like this. I should be disgusted by his presence or something, but all I feel right now is lust. A desire to make him mine in the worst way possible. I have so many feelings going on inside my head right now. It's overwhelming and I don't even know what to do about them. Eventually the waves of pleasure begin to fade away and I start breathing more normally again. "God dammit." I mutter under my breath, sitting up and wiping the sweat off my forehead with some paper towel nearby. That little bitch Jason probably has his dick in his hands thinking about me right now. He's probably imagining me giving him a titty fuck or a blow job. Or maybe he's thinking about fucking me with his tongue. Oh god that would feel so nice right now. Or better yet, he could shove his cock deep up my ass while I pissed all over him. That would feel incredible! Ugh, my mind is racing too fast for me to think straight. I cover myself up and try to get some sleep. When I wake up it's morning already, the sun is shining brightly through the window and I'm feeling refreshed and rested. I take a peek outside and don't see anyone, so I leave my panties in my room and take a quick nude dip in the pool to clean myself off. After a couple minutes I run back into my room and dry myself off. I wear my purple bra and panties again, and put on my red dress. I really should pack more clothing in my backpack sometime but I don't care enough to. I'll just find a clothing store today and get some new ones. I go into the bathroom, but I have to use the sink since well, no running water anymore. I mean yeah I could pee in the toilet as usual but pissing in the sink causes gravity to carry away most of it, whereas it sticks around in a toilet if you don't flush it. Ok ok it doesn't matter to me either way alright? Peeing in a sink is just more fun and exciting, that's all. I finish urinating and head outside. I've still got a bit of an sexual appetite after the massive orgasm last night. And the thought of Jason jerking himself off in bed last night makes me hornier than ever. But I've got to keep myself under control. I take a few deep breaths to try and calm down. I knock on his room door but as I do so the unhatched door creaks open. No one is inside. Jason is gone. Great. Of course he is. Well I guess I'll just eat a cold can of beans by myself for breakfast. So lame. I only have a few cans of food left so I'll have to look for some today as well. Food and clothing, that's the agenda for today. The first place I check is a store near the motel where they used to sell various clothing, electronics and household items. I grab three packs of low budget panties and bras since they're compact in their packaging. I pick out a couple large simple shirts as well, one with diamond pattern logo and the other with a donut and a fat mascot on the front of it. I don't really wanna bother with storing pants in my backpack. I strip off my nice red dress, unhook my bra and pull my boyshorts off. I find a really nice pair of creamy yellow panties and a matching bra that fits me. I also find a pair of dark denim jeans and a plain gray tanktop, which I put on. Now that clothing is out of the way, time to look for food. I fill up on canned fruit, veggies, pasta and a couple tins full of shitty meatballs from a locally owned grocery store and plop them into my bag. It's pretty clunky again but I'll have nourishment for like five days and undies for like... nine? Good enough. My flashlight, switchblades and like two dozen batteries are still with me, I've just never really used them much and they've stayed in an outside pocket for over a month now. I'm tired, it'll be dark soon. I guess I'll just find some place to eat and sleep and try to look for Jason tomorrow... or maybe I'll just focus on finding more Anthro Smoothies, that's probably what I should do. I head towards the easternmost parts of the city, looking for some place to rest. I pass a couple of gas stations and small motels along the way, but all of them are locked up tight. I just say fuck it and break into the second motel. There's a simple room inside the office where I assume the lame ass owner used to live. A couple dozen posters of mostly naked Anthro women adorn the walls. Lovely. They're all quite hot to be honest with you. Nothing unusual happens really. I just munch on canned carrots, piss outside on the freeway and sleep on a small cot in the office. In the morning I drain my lady cunt juice into one of the motel counter's drawers and leave. I look for Jason for about a week before I give up. Like three or four days after that... I hear a scream so loud that I swear it bursts my eardrums. It didn't sound like an anthro at all. Without even thinking I dash around a corner... and regret it immediately. I drop my backpack and aim the rifle on my back for the first time ever... as I prepare to shoot this little fucker in the head.

ACT I: Origins Prologue This is unlike any tale that you've read before. Okay maybe that's not entirely true. But still, my life story is just... impossible to put into words. I mean that literally. While I could technically write it all, even if it'd take me tens of thousands of years to complete, it would take you mortals your entire lifetimes just to read a fraction of my life. Don't believe me? Too fucking bad dipshits. Anyway you're all here reading this because you wanna watch me pee right? Buncha perverts you all are. Alas I can't really complain since I'm easily one of the biggest perverts in the multiverse. But here I am getting off track again. My name is Vaine Steele. I'm a Goddess of Death, a self-proclaimed Shinigami, Lover of Sex and well, technically a Reaper. We'll get more into that later. I'm currently technically 2.314 billion years old. But I've only been consciousness for like... 196, 758 Earth Years. Yeah I don't know if I'll ever get to that part of my life within twenty of your lifetimes... maybe thirty... or thirty five... we'll see. I'll probably just skip a bunch of shit anyway and focus on writing the good stuff, mostly. My origin story is dark and disturbing and not meant to be enjoyed. I'm sure I said this in the description but in case you missed it, the start of my existence was fucked up beyond belief. Read this shit at your own risk. Some stuff written here is not something that you're supposed to be able to masturbate to although I guess if you do I won't judge. Let's get onto my appearance now so ya'll have something to visualize hmm? My true form and the one I use the most often is a female foxmorph with black hair and red eyes. I also have a red highlight in my hair. My fur is three different colors, kind of. Most of my fur is black. However my chest fur and naval fur and yes pubic fur is white. I also have dark brown stripes on my legs that go from my feet up to my buttcheeks so there is that. My skin is black. You can tell because my nose, tongue, gums, fingernails, nipples, pussy and anus are all black. Otherwise you don't really see my skin. I'm a furry ok, what the fuck you want from me? Moving on... I have modest C-Cup breasts, I stand about 5'8". I'll leave my ass, hip and waist measurements to your imagination. Trust me I'm an 11/10 goddess my body is feminine perfection. If you don't agree you can kiss my ass. Or don't. Lastly I'm Bisexual. I'll fuck anything breathing that's of a sexually mature age, male or female. Hell I once humped a hippo once. I was drunk ok, piss off. Although I suppose you'd like to be pissed on. Your probably wondering 'oh my god when is the introduction gonna end? Just urinate yourself already!' You, hush. This is the prologue that's supposed to just be an info dump so that you can understand me better and enjoy the stories I'm gonna tell to their fullest. If you don't wanna read this just skip ahead to Act 2... where my cliché "redemption" arc begins. We'll see how much of Act 1 I can write uncensored. I don't intend to push the boundaries of this website's rules but yeah some scenes may go too far. Hopefully not though we'll just see what happens as we go. Anyway... let us begin this tale. This isn't one I want to tell but it's how my "life" began so... here we go. *** I was born on some different version of Earth in its year of 1990. Alternate to you humans anyway. If you didn't know like, 50% of all sentient life in the multiverse is human or at least what you'd call human. Most basic common sentient evolution I guess. Anyway Anthros make up about 10% of that number and the remaining 40% is just... everything else. Really I don't care to get more specific than that. I was born in Dallas, Texas. America. Fuck yeah brother. I had a very normal childhood. My parents loved me. We lived in a nice house, with a white picket fence, on a tree lined street. It was peaceful and idyllic. And I hated every moment of it. My first memories are from kindergarten. I can still remember vividly trying to play tag on the playground. All of the other kids were running around laughing and having fun while I stood by myself on the side of the yard. I was uhh, the weird girl. They avoided me like I was a contagious disease. So I played alone. In middle school my social skills improved a little bit. But still the other children steered clear of me like I was the plague. I spent my time watching TV in the basement or playing video games. I also got really into punk rock and metalcore, I loved the gothic fashion style so I started to wear black lipstick and dark eye shadow from a young age. I even started cutting my own hair, I thought it looked cool and rebellious. It helped me feel like an individual who didn't need to rely on the rest of society. High school was pretty much the same thing, although the kids at least knew who the metalhead chick at school was. It was me, hello me. They still treated me like crap though. The popular kids were too busy making fun of me to be bothered getting to know me. I was little more than their entertainment. The other kids who did try to be friendly were just trying to get into my pants. Which, thanks for the thought but no thanks. I mean, they were right. I was pretty damn hot, why wouldn't a boy wanna fuck me? I guess it's true what they say about men wanting pussy more than brains. However, even at 18 I was still a virgin, because I still hated "the world" and had no interest in physical intimacy. Two months before my high school graduation... was when everything changed. April 17th, 2008, 1:00 PM local time. Lunch had just ended so I was feeling sleepy, like I wanted to go for an after-meal nap. However, I never got the chance to. Suddenly and without warning, a giant red alien spaceship appeared above the city through some kind of portal or wormhole. It unleashed thousands of autonomous robots that I'd later learn were called Sentinels. They were hideous fleshy metallic machines that looked like raptors with scorpion tails, that's the best way I can describe them. Either way that doesn't matter right now. As I sat down at my desk, a swarm of these machines attacked my school. All I really remember was the screaming and the blood, so much blood. They killed everyone by stabbing them with their sharp tail-like appendages. Within seconds of getting stabbed their victims eyes would glow red and then fade, their bodies falling lifelessly to the floor afterward. I don't even have time to yell as I felt a sharp pain enter my lower back. I cannot even scream the pain is too unbearable. The last thing I remember was feeling the elongated member pressed on my tailbone. 'Well, this is how I'm gonna die...' I thought, 'So lame.' I passed out into a dreamless sleep. I felt like I was in the void, inside nothingness. Well... this must be what death feels like. At least I was no longer in pain. In fact I didn't really feel any emotions at all. The concept of time... was gone from my mental sight. And then suddenly I was not alone. A voice was speaking to me. 'Reaper E-237-NIN.exrb, assimilation complete.' It sounded exactly like my inner voice. Wait... what did my inner voice sound like again? 'Activating Regeneration Level 1.' Act... activating what now? 'Powerup complete. Body... functional. Rebooting...' Wait what's happening? *** I woke up in a coughing fit, my mouth was stale with the taste of blood and raw metal. I was sitting on my classroom chair as I continued to convulse and breathe heavily. For a fraction of a second I wondered if I've just woken up from a horrible nightmare. Then I saw about a dozen bodies of students around me and I'm quickly reminded that this was real. How was I alive? I looked down to my lower body where I could have sworn I had a fatal wound. What I saw was a big hole in the bottom of my shirt and the top strap of my skirt. My body was fine but there was dried blood all around my clothing where my fatal injury was. What the fuck happened? I looked outside and noticed that the sun was setting. I must have been passed out for awhile. I felt a deep pressure within my privates, like I haven't peed for hours. I decided to ignore this for now though it wasn't important. I glanced at the corpses around me again, but instead of being terrified I was relieved... that it was not me laying there. I took in a few deep breaths and got up off the chair. My skirt fell down around my feet, due to the front of the belt being completely destroyed. My pink panties were only held up thanks to them being light and my ass being relatively thick, which seemed to be holding them in place. They were very loose though and they felt like they could fall down at anytime as well. "Damn I really, really need to take a piss." I whispered aloud as I squirmed uncomfortably. Guess I'll find a bathroom first and then go look for help... not that I seemed to need it. In fact, all the students I saw were dead so... they don't need any help either. Right right, alien robot invasion, I forgot... probably not much help coming if the rest of the country or the world looked like this. ... In fact, almost all of these bitches and bastards hated me anyway... why did I care if they got help? I didn't. My pussy trembled as I was quickly reminded of my primal need to shoot out a river of urine and I hobbled outside of the room and toward the hallway, not caring about how many soggy carpets filled with pools of blood that I was walking through. Once I walked out into the hallway I was suddenly assaulted with the sight of dozens more dead students lying on the floor. Their skin was deathly pale and their eyes were red, just like the eyes of those... robot dinosaur scorpions that stabbed me in the back. I clenched my clit tighter as I felt a few drops of urine escape their kitty prison. Fuck. I needed to find a bathroom and find it now. I kept on moving forward until I reached an open door. The hall beyond it was a mess of smashed and broken doors and windows. Most of them were covered in dried blood but a lot of them had been completely obliterated by giant metallic claws. I managed to see something surprising though. A male student with his back against the locker was writhing in pain. His breathing was heavy. Someone else was alive here. Damn he kinda cute. He must be one of those "popular kids" from school because he was wearing a blue blazer and tie. His left leg was mostly missing though, it's a wonder he hasn't bled out by now. He must've been sitting here for hours while a pool of his own blood dried around him. I approached him slowly as my bladder felt like molten lead. I was half tempted to pee right there but I resisted. He noticed me with horror in his eyes. He saw my half torn panties and then quickly looked away. So I guess when someone was on the verge of death they stopped being horny hmm? Or maybe I was just that scary now and not as sexy as I thought? Whatever. What am I? A predator. No, worse than a predator. A demon... who was reborn into this hellish world. And what do I eat? Prey. His face had seemingly turned a shade of green as I approached him. I could tell from his eyes that he was afraid and in agony. But more importantly he looked like a tasty little morsel to me. I was in pain too. My whole life had been painful. I had never felt like I belonged anywhere... everyone always looked down on me. Well now I was the one standing over all those dead people and staring down at them as they looked up at me. I felt... strangely happy? Why did I feel joy right now as my vagina dam was about to burst? Maybe I had finally found some kind of... meaning to my life? I didn't know. This feeling was foreign to me. All I knew was that I was hungry, very hungry. The boy turned to look at me again as I crouched down next to him. "Vaine?" He questioned. "Is that you?" I nodded silently, trying to keep myself from peeing all over his face. "It hurts!" He cried, his voice cracking, "I need help, please! There was a... robot scorpion thing in my leg! It stabbed me so hard it went through here," he says as he points to where his femoral artery was. But there was no leg there anymore. "Poor little lost soul." I spoke with authority. All shyness or anti-social behavior that I had exhibited before was completely gone. "Let me aid you." I thrusted my ass in the air and bent my back as I put my fingers around his throat and squeezed. My loose panties finally fall to the floor and the warm exposure of air against my pussy lips caused my floodgates to burst open. I sighed with sexual and violent pleasure as I pissed hard while squeezing the life outta this man's neck. His eyes went wide as he began to struggle, but he didn't have the strength to pull me off of him. His eyes rolled into their back sockets and his mouth opened slightly for breaths that never came. I could hear his ribs pop in and out as my urine kept pouring down his throat. He was not dead yet. I cried out in delight. I had never felt such elation before in my life. This was what being alive must feel like. Dominating. Power. Control. My pussy ached with a delightfully warm sensation as my piss stream continued pouring out of me. The last bit of resistance faded from the boy and he died within the next fifteen seconds. His body fell limp against the wall, I could feel the warm blood that had stopped flowing through his veins. His dead face was looking up at me through my urine-soaked crotch. Within the next instant I saw a small amount of... some kinda glowing red energy flow out of him as my body involuntarily absorbed it. '0.89 Units of Soul Energy collected.' My inner voice rang out loud and clear in my head. I was so surprised by this that I tripped down onto my ass into a pool of my own pee mixed with half-dried blood. "What the fuck?!" I shouted aloud. "Who are you? Where are you?!" 'I am you. We are I.' The inner spirit in my head replied. I looked around frantically and saw no one else besides myself and the bodies of students around me. I quivered in fear as I wondered what was going on. 'Do not be afraid. I am you. You are me. We are one. We are a Reaper now. E-237-NIN is our code name. But since we went by the name of Vaine before our fusion, that should be fine to use for self-identification if we so desire.' The robotic speaker that still sounded like me hit me with a rapid string of info. "Reaper? Fusion? What?" I blurted as I finally stop peeing. After getting up and calming down abit I began to walk towards the girls locker room next to the gym, hoping to find a functional shower. The voice in my head and I had a conversation along the way. 'Reapers are what we are. Sentinels, the one's you call the dino-scorpion-robots, are designed to inject eggs into living fleshy sentient life. The process kills approximately 1 in 2.358 million of those it infects. Those that survive, like us, are granted new life. We are now a part of the Reapers, we're designed to kill and to be the most powerful soldiers in The Creators' army. We will bring complete order to the universe... once all those who oppose us are dead.' "Well that was one hell of an info dump to put onto an 18 year old girl." I said as I take off my shirt and cast it aside. "Who are The Creators?" 'The Creators are our masters... the most powerful sentient immortal race in the universe. They made us. We serve them and they protect and guide us through this chaotic life.' I took off my bra as I step into the locker room. There were only a few bodies in here thankfully. And only two of the showers were broken, nice. I turned one on and let the cold water flow over my naked body. It felt so nice. 'Our first priority is to get stronger.' The AI within me continued. 'Inside of we there is a core. A red crystal you would call it. This device is The Creators ultimate technology. It serves as both our soul and a supercomputer. We will remember everything. All knowledge we gain, all people we see, meet, kill or fuck. This core must be protected at all costs, if it breaks, we die. We need soul energy to power ourselves up. It'll take a lot of time but the stronger something that we kill is, the more soul energy it'll give us. Given enough time we will become a literal goddess in service to our great and supreme leaders.' "Powers?" I questioned as I cleaned my ass from all the dried blood and urine I sat in. "What powers can we gain?" 'Anything you can imagine.' "Really? Anything?" 'Correct. Strong overpowered abilities will take a lot of souls, tens of thousands if not millions, to unlock. Weaker more basic abilities will take less soul energy to unlock.' "Like experience points in an RPG?" 'Yes like a video game...' I could practically hear the AI's eyes roll, if it had them. "I see." I smirked. "Then can our first ability be to never poop?" I swear the AI within me stopped for a moment, dead in its tracks. Well, if it could walk that is. 'Are you fucking serious?' It replied, clearly dumbfounded and annoyed. I laughed at the hilarity as I turned the shower off and began to wipe myself dry. "Yeah pooping is something that most people detest. I think it's disgusting and gross. But it's always been a natural thing that we just have to do nearly every day. Everything poops. I'd like to be someone who doesn't have to worry about shit, literally." I explained, although probably not very well. 'And yet pissing is just fine for you? How strange you are.' It quipped. "Well... I discovered alot today. Killing and peeing... brought me so much pleasure and ecstasy that I cannot even explain it." 'Fine. I did say anything you could imagine, may as well get something stupid out of the way first. I could reroute and reprogram your digestive system so that all your waste chemically converts itself to urine and goes through your bladder. But you'd urinate a hell of a lot more than the average person. I assume you're ok with that?' "Fuck yeah that sound great." I yelled half sarcastically and half excitedly. 'What about your bowels, rectal cavity and anus? All that anthro anatomy would be worthless.' "Not worthless... I'm sure it could bring pleasure if I had a cock squirt thick cum up in there." I said with a grin, laughing at the word cock. 'Ahh... keeping the backdoor for anal sex... got it. For such a dumbass ability it should only cost about 100 souls, give or take.' And so, with that I had a sudden interest in sex. I was still a virgin of course but now I was dying to see what all the fuss was about. I had been reborn... and I had no idea what evils I was about to partake in... or what untold suffering awaited me. But alas that about does it for this prologue. If you enjoyed the start to this story and didn't masturbate to it good job. If you did well, you did. That be ok too. You do you boo boo. This origin arc was originally planned to be about twenty chapters in length but who knows we'll see what happens. Now it's time for me to raid the girl's lockers for clothes... and get onto gathering soul power so I never have to take a dump again.

A Late Night at the Office An archived interactive fiction thread with images. Original run date - 11/17/21 Laramie Halford spends a late night at work, trying to get an important coding project done, but when a little too much coffee to drink starts causing problems for the poor panda, she soon discovers that a full bladder is the least of her worries... and perhaps one of the best things to happen to her in years. This is an archived record of an interactive fiction that ran on the Omorashi.Org Discord server back in November of 2021. It includes multiple images throughout, and features ongoing narration. It's about 56 pages with images. I wish I could include a better image for the thumbnail, but my more dramatic shots would be spoilers 😉 This interactive was produced using Alchemy Viewer AgileAkita for Second Life. A Late Night at the Ofiice.pdf

This is Chapter One of a larger planned series, but is a complete arc. I apologize in advance for any errors. -- On Talking to Strangers Sometimes, even the brave men and women of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police have moments of fear and apprehension. Unlike in most cases, however, one of the greatest moments of adrenaline in Mizuki Hirasawa's life came when he was off-duty. In fact, curiously, it came when he was on a week's paid vacation... -- The young, slender, and girlish German Shepherd in question was aboard his third train of the morning, having set out from home before first light. Despite rising so early, he didn't feel the least bit groggy or tired. In fact, as the sun had rose along his journey from his apartment in the Akihabara District of Tokyo and now into the foothills of Gunma, so had his anxiety. He had never done anything like this before - this spontaneous, this self-indulgent, and this... risky. But, fresh on the tail of a bad breakup and the emotional funk that followed, he had resolved himself to a change of scenery, a change of pace, and a venture outside of his comfort zone. Well out of his comfort zone. At his feet was a large canvas roller-luggage bag; he quietly unzipped the front pocket and fished inside. He unfurled the dot-matrix printout of the message he'd downloaded earlier that week. After retrieving it from inside, he read it over again, half to pass the time, and half to be sure he had the right stop. He'd been so nervous he'd almost gotten off at the wrong station twice. "Hey Mizu! Thanks again for RSVPing for our first ever BBS meetup! You were the last one to contact me, which makes us four members in total. I took the train station you gave me and a map and have given you some directions below. I hope you don't mind waking up early to make the meeting time~ Bring enough clothes to last you at least a week, toiletries, and whatever else you want. I'll be paying for food and drinks and such, so don't worry too much about cash, just make sure you have enough for train fare at least. Be ready to have some fun when you arrive! I look forward to seeing you there! DIRECTIONS: 1. From Takanadobaba Station, take the 5:54 AM Yamanote Line train to Ueno Station. 2. From Ueno Station, take the 6:34 AM Hokuriku Shinkansen to Takasaki Station. 3. From Takasaki Station, take the 7:26 AM Agatsuma Line train to Kanashima Station." Mizu folded it back up and stowed it back in the front flap of his rolling luggage, holding onto the handrail in front of his seat so tightly he swore he'd leave handpaw prints in it. He closed his eyes. It's not too late to turn back, he thought. You've never met these people before. This could turn out terribly... The Shepherd grimaced and shook his head, as if to shake the intrusive thoughts out, so vigorously two people nearby looked up to glance at him. He smiled at them sheepishly, then looked back down and willed himself to be invisible until the overhead speaker crackled to life. "Kanashima Station. Kanashima." It clicked back off with a short pop. The pup steeled himself and stood, taking inventory of his belongings and preparing for the train to stop. I'm 23! I'm in charge of my life! I need to have some fun while I'm still young! The way he visibly jumped when the train car's brakes squealed totally betrayed that his internal pep talk wasn't working. As the train glided smoothly to a stop, he forced himself to walk jiltedly to the doors, and when they hissed open, he wobbled out of the train and onto the platform. The passengers that followed him paid him no mind as they stepped around where he'd stopped on the platform, walking off towards the mostly empty parking lot and out of view. The doors rolled shut with a thunk behind the pup, and as the electric motors aboard the train droned to life, he closed his eyes again and willed the butterflies in his stomach to settle. No going back now, he thought. The next train home will be along in 15 minutes, a voice inside his head reasoned. He decided coincidentally that perhaps doing instead of thinking would be more productive, and he unfurled the printout again. Everything read normally up until this point for someone attending a meeting or convention, however the directions took a decidedly different, strange turn from here. A turn which betrayed the true nature of the small vacation he'd decided to take, and the people he was on his way to meet. "4. Upon arrival at Kanashima station, locate a vending machine. Purchase a bottle of juice or tea at least one Liter. Do not use the bathroom." Mizu's grip on the sheet of paper tightened with a tense rustle. He was really doing this... He took one last deep breath, and gazed around his vicinity. The view from the station was mostly unobstructed for a mile or two. Shibukawa, the city Kanashima Station resided in, was fairly rural; a farming town nestled at the bottom of the Gunma hills. From the station, he could see the bullet train tracks, several small homes, plenty of fields, and the dark brown and green hills beyond. It was certainly a far cry of the concrete, glass, and neon of Akihabara. He took a deep breath, the crisp and cool spring air quite refreshing compared to the oppressive, smog-filled air of the city. After a moment on the empty platform, his focus returned to him. The instructions echoed in his head. Get a drink, and don't use the bathroom. Admittedly, he'd used the toilet on the Shinkansen a couple hours ago, and at the moment he was in the borderline state where he honestly couldn't tell if he needed to again. The sensations between his legs were gentle and noncommittal, and what little tingling he felt could probably be just as easily attributed to nervousness. Rather than risk making it a definite, he pushed himself to keep moving, stepping off the platform and over to the nearby waiting area for buses. There, under a wooden overhang, sat three lonely vending machines. One was for cigarettes (and was empty, anyway), so it was of no use to him - the other two were older, refrigerated vending machines for snacks and drinks. Luckily for him, the drinks machine had one last holdout fluorescent lighting tube still buzzing and illuminating the selection. After a couple minutes split between genuine apprehension and presumably browsing, he selected a 1.3L bottle of sweetened green tea. In the end, the extra 300 ml probably wasn't going to really matter if the day was going to follow the trend the instructions were setting. Which, coincidentally, was the next order of business, and after a bit of unfolding, he looked over the next step. "5. Drink half of the bottle now. Afterwards, follow the northwest road from the station until you cross under the Shinkansen tracks." Mizu gazed from the sheet, to the bottle, and back to the sheet again. He was already regretting not sticking to the minimum size on the instructions. But, for reasons he still couldn't quite get a good grasp of, he broke the seal on the bottle and raised it to his muzzle. His pulls started eager, but by the time he'd gotten to roughly halfway, each gulp was slow, deliberate, and separated by full breath in and out through his nose. He finally pulled the bottle away with a wet pop, lifting it up to the light and surveying the damage. It wasn't clear just where half was, but he guessed it was good enough, and screwed the cap back on. He licked his chops, one hand on his middle as he caught his breath, the other stowing the bottle into his luggage. After a few moments, he stepped away from the vending machines, got his bearings, and set off on a jaunty pace towards the hills. The next 45 minutes or so seemed to pass by far more quickly than it should have. Upon arriving at the overpass, Mizuki unfolded the printout, which had returned to giving mundane directions, and continued up into the hills, up ever-narrowing streets, and as the trees and brush grew more present, so did a familiar tickling in his tummy. He tried to ignore it, but it reminded him exactly where he was going and whom he was meeting, and along with his newfound mild need to pee, his anxiety also began to gently return. Gently, at least, until he found he had arrived. He was almost surprised to find he was at the end of his destination, but sure enough, turning around, he could see out over the fields, to the train station, and beyond. He turned back to face his destination. In a past life, the two story home likely had been a rather upscale investment, especially in such a rural town as Shibukawa. Now, however, the home was less regal and more "lived in," the unassuming beige paint faded with decades of warm summers, the traditional black roof tiles serving as a welcome home for moss and leaves. It was not, however, neglected, with a neat and tidy yard and well-maintained compact car in the driveway. Overall, his destination had a homely warmth to it, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He wasn't sure what he was expecting, but whatever it was, this was a sight better. If only he could convince his feet the same thing; they'd instead decided that they were quite happy where they were and were rather uninterested in budging. After a full minute of wrestling with his apprehension, a gentle gust of particularly brisk spring air swirled past him, tickling him between his ankles, around his knees... and up his skirt. If the shiver he gave wasn't from the chill, it was from his bladder gently reminding him that he'd had plenty to drink before setting out, and the argument was persuasive enough that he nervously padded over to the front door. His right thumb pressed the doorbell, and his left hand smoothed his skirt back into place. A bell sounded somewhere inside, and there was a brief smatter of muffled but excited voices followed by footsteps approaching. Mizu winced, swallowed, and gathered what was left of his nerves while he could. The door clicked twice as the locks each drew open, and finally the door swung inward. Mizu had to lower his gaze to meet eyes with his host; standing easily at five and a half feet tall opposed to Mizu's nearly six foot two was a very laid back looking panda. Adorned in a robe and sweatpants, she definitely gave an immediate impression of youth and informality, and the mop of dark grey hair which hung lethargically off of her head cemented the facade. Despite her hair color, however, she was obviously about Mizu's age. She extended a hand, the expression on her face one of reserved joy. "You must be Mizuki!" He nodded, taking the proffered gesture and shaking with both of his. "That's me! Call me Mizu, though." He gave a nervous giggle. She beamed back at him. "Mizu it is! I'm Yasuko, but you probably already knew that." She gazed downwards. "Where's your bottle? Didja get cold feet about my directions?" Mizu winced and followed with a sheepish grin, reaching down into the pocket of his luggage and producing the bottle, giving it a slosh or two for emphasis. Yasuko was elated, grinning widely and clapping her hands together. "Wonderful! Haruaki chickened out and I made him have a cup of coffee when he got here." There was a bit of an awkward pause as Mizu stowed the bottle in the luggage and waited a beat, before Yasuko perked up. "Oh, come in! It's chilly out there, and I'm sure you want to unpack." She led the Shepherd inside, kicking the door closed behind her. The hall was a little dark, lit by a couple of wall lamps here and there, but it was tidy and warm, letting Mizu breathe a little easier, his tension finally beginning to ramp down. They arrived at a staircase just before the hall opened out into a living room. Yasuko gestured upstairs. "Your room is the first door on the right! Feel free to unpack and freshen up if you want to, we'll be down in the living room." She leaned in again and murmured into Mizu's ear. "Be sure to mind the rules when you unpack your toiletries!" Mizu bristled a little out of excitement, meekly mumbling in reply, "Rules?" The panda grinned a sinister grin. "You'll see~! Up you go, come join us when you're all settled in." She gave Mizu's butt a gentle, encouraging pat and disappeared around the corner. As he started to climb, he heard a distant, "Oh my gawd, he's so CUTE" from the living room. He smiled dopily and was misty-eyed up a smidgeon by the time he reached the top of the stairs. It was decided. He'd definitely made the right choice badgering himself into coming. -- A short time later, he was unpacked. The bedroom was small for a house of this size, but it was bigger than the bedroom of his apartment and much more richly furnished. He'd stowed his clothes in the closet and unpacked his toiletries and other belongings in the bathroom across the hall. He was definitely feeling a good portion of the tea he'd drank working its way downward through him, every bend and stretch while putting things away sending a tiny flurry of tingles and sensations from between his legs. What he felt unpacking certainly paled in comparison to when he'd taken stock of what was in the bathroom, however. He knew now what Yasuko meant by "rules." Running from one side of the ceramic toilet, up and across the toilet seat and lid, and tightly back down to the other side was a strip of thick, high-adhesive tape. On the tape in permanent marker was scrawled, "Off limits! Do not use!" along with a little squiggle, a drawing of a cherry blossom, and a winking face. Upon laying eyes on it, he let a genuine groan out of his snout, leaning forward and resting a hand on his lower tummy. His bladder had been polite all this time with the anxiety and distractions he'd been facing, but now, with only a thick strip of tape and his own voluntary actions keeping him from draining the decent amount of urine stored up inside of his belly, it decided that now was a good time to remind the pup that it was time for a pit stop. And yet, after a moment of hesitation, he'd left the bathroom, and slipped back into the bedroom - without relieving himself. He took a last few moments just to ensure he had everything in order and opened the bedroom door to head back downstairs. On the way out, however, he hesitated, then glanced back at his luggage. The bulge was still present in one of the upper flaps... He turned around and trod over to it, fishing his PET bottle of tea out of its confines, trying not to watch the tea lazily slosh around within before making his way back downstairs. Mizu heard muffled voices coming from the living room as he rounded the bottom of the stairs. He poked his head around the corner. In the middle of the room, on a pair of opposite cream-velour couches, sat Yasuko, and a black, brown, and white Shiba Inu he assumed was Haruaki. He was about Mizu's age... perhaps a little older, broad-shouldered and fit, with a tired expression on his face. He had a beanie on over his auburn hair, a red shirt with an imposing eagle-shaped design, and black slacks. He was reclined back with both arms resting upon the back of the couch, generally facing in Mizuki's direction - and coincidentally looked up as Mizu peered in. This prompted Yasuko to stop mid conversation and look over her shoulder, instantly beaming in his direction and boisterously plapping her hand on the couch cushion next to her. "Come on, you! Join us." Mizu smiled shyly and sauntered into the room, taking a look around. It was just as lavishly furnished as the rest of the house; in an entertainment center was a name-brand Hi-Fi system and a fairly large color TV, and on a desk nearby was a well-cared for NEC PC-98 (complete with its own monitor!), which he figured belonged to or was used extensively by Yasuko. He was momentarily envious. Momentarily until he gave a little yelp of surprise, Yasuko having hooked two fingers into the back of his skirt and pulled his butt couchward with a coy little, "Sit, boy!" He landed with a thump and an audible slosh from his tea bottle, which he set on the table in front of him - noticing an empty ceramic mug and empty plastic water bottle about half the size of his tea bottle standing conspicuously among the magazines and coasters. The panda continued with a confident and playful candor, "Mizu, this is Haruaki, as you can probably guess. Haruaki, this adorable boy," she said, petting the shep behind his ears, "Is Mizuki." Haruaki arched his eyebrows in an "A-ha" sort of fashion, giving a reserved, "Hey" in reply. His voice was much softer and higher in tone than he'd expected. Mizuki gave a little nod and a warm smile, mildly aware of the uncanny feeling of discovery coming to put faces to names and blocks of text on the other side of a modem. Yasuko piped up, leaning forward. "Don't let his act fool you, this nerd was so nervous about our little meetup he forgot to get a drink on the way here. Allegedly." She said, narrowing her eyes in a precociously accusatory fashion. Haruaki's expression cracked, a shy smile flashing across his muzzle for a moment before he wrestled it back away, his face a mite more pink than it was before. They made small talk for a little while. Haruaki was a full time college student, and part time convenience store clerk, studying to be an engineer. He'd found the BBS while wasting time on the college library computers, fishing around for content that suited his interests. Yasuko worked part time for her parents' consumer electronics manufacturing company. Yasuko went on to admit it was how she'd come to live in such a big house on her own - it actually belonged to her parents, but they'd since relocated to Kadoma to be closer to the company's headquarters. Her parents returned a few times a month to check in and visit, but were largely absent. She was the founder of the BBS all three had met on, which was hosted off of another computer and telephone line upstairs in her room. When asked what Mizu did for a living, he meekly replied that he worked for the city of Tokyo doing a lot of really boring paperwork. He wasn't lying, technically. Yasuko changed the subject after a short while, clapping her hands together lightly. "All righty, now that we all know each other, let's get down to business." She rose, and both of the seated canines watched in curious silence as she wandered into the kitchen. She pulled open the fridge door, and for a moment, all that was visible was her pajama-clad butt and puffball tail before she leaned back out, kicking it closed behind her. After a moment, she set down two full bottles of water on the coffee table - the same size as the empty one that was already there. Her gaze swept from Haruaki to Mizu, mischievous grin creeping across her face. "You two came all the way out here for this, might as well get the fun started." And without another word, she broke the seal on one of the bottles of water, closed her eyes, and tipped it upward, taking long, deep pulls from it. Haruaki and Mizu were too busy watching her drink in awe to realize what she quite meant. Her throat worked busily, each gulp audible in the relative quiet of the living room, until she was about halfway done with her water bottle. She opened one eye and stopped, gazing from Mizu and back to Haruaki, before tipping her head forward in a "Well?" sort of gesture. Both of the boys had an "oh right" moment, Haruaki taking a bottle for himself and Mizu collecting his half-full bottle of tea. The shepherd meekly asked, "All of it?," only to be met with a "What do you think" kind of look from the both of them. Oh well. For the better part of a minute, the only clear noise in the room was the eager chugs and gulps of three wayward young adults. After all was said and done, five empty plastic bottles and an equally vacant ceramic mug were the only evidence left of their devious intent, sitting pell-mell on the coffee table. Yasuko burped lazily and leaned back, stretching her arms over her head. "Hokay! Now we wait for that to work its magic... How's everyone feeling?" Haruaki shrugged, still trying to catch his breath. "I could take a leak, I guess..." He mused absentmindedly. Yasuko replied, "Yeah, me too, but it's not bad or anything," adding a roll of her hips for emphasis. They both turned to Mizu. Mizu recoiled slightly, on the spot for a moment, and Yasuko gave a tiny trill of amusement. Within the pup, a nagging sens­­­­ation had begun. Gone was the comfortable, if persistent tingling that had been present most of the trip from the train station, and now the familiar buzzing, insistent need to pee had manifest and was beginning to press on him downstairs. After a moment of fidgeting and working up the courage, Mizu murmured, “I guess I'm really starting to feel it...” Yasuko cackled, startling the others a little. She leaned in to muss his hair with an energetic palm. “You are adorable, you know that?” she inquired boisterously, the pup closing his eyes and growling affectionately with the tussling. “I’d never know those bold posts on my BBS came from you.” Mizu smiled sheepishly, replying, “Yeah, I guess it’s just easier to be confident online…” They made yet more small talk before Yasuko opened a cabinet inside of the entertainment center, revealing a pristine Famicom game system. “Oh dude,” enthused Haruaki from the couch, standing up to join her. “I’ve been trying to save up for one of these, but college life is suffering…” Yasuko grinned back at him while Mizu got up to join them in front of the TV. “I’ve got connections~,” she teased. “The Famicom is great and all, but Sega’s got something new coming out soon, too.” She left Mizu and Haru to fawn over her impressive collection of cartridges, retrieving a pile of junk food and some sodas from the kitchen before joining them. They took turns playing through a pair of games for some time, with Yasuko and Haruaki proving to both be very loud and much better than Mizu at both. Much gaming, trash talk, and general jubilation followed for a while, with Haruaki's performance steadily declining as Yasuko's wiggling and bouncing steadily loosened her robe. Thirty minutes passed. A casual observer would notice that their skill was beginning to decline despite their continued boisterous enjoyment. They'd also notice that, given the Famicom only supported two controllers, one of the three was sitting out between turns, and that the lack of distraction was taking its toll on their composure. On his turn to sit out, Haru had begun to tug on the hem of his slacks and restlessly adjust himself between his legs; Yasuko, the much bolder of the three, slipped a hand betwixt her legs and bounced in place; and Mizu, much more shy, simply let a hand rest on his lower belly and strained against the sloshing, insistent fullness within. Despite their needy bladders, however, they still were obviously and loudly enjoying themselves, and partaking of the drinks and snacks around them to fuel it. After nearly an hour, however, the group had considerably quieted. There was a more tense, uneasy air about them as they took turns - and controllers were being traded much more frequently as all three seemed to be rather rapidly losing their focus. A few empty soda cans littered the floor in front of the entertainment center. Despite three still half-full cans next to each of them, nobody was drinking anymore... but it was too late to stop now. Their swollen bladders simply wouldn't be ignored any longer. Mizu was the first to crack, after a particularly poor bout of playing, letting out a groan of frustration and set the controller down and finally allowing himself to visibly squirm. "Urrrf. I can't focus anymore." The buzzing in his lower belly was now an insistent, urgent throbbing. His restless thighs trembled slightly, rubbing together as he tensed his muscles repeatedly against the intense pressure built up inside. If he weren't here, in this particular situation, he'd have gone to the bathroom a long time ago. He looked up, as if realizing he wasn't alone only just now. Yasuko was still sitting Seiza style, but both hands were on her knees, bent forward and her back arching, butt wiggling beneath her and pom-pom tail shivering. Haru had quit sitting cross-legged at some point and was on his knees now, one hand obviously tucked up between his legs, looking the both of them over with a plain look of anxiety. He spoke, his voice more than a little needy. "This is fun and all... but when do we pee?" Yasuko leaned back to a playful angle, bangs falling into her face, breasts barely covered by her now very loose robe. Her face stated her need well enough, but was layered with a coy, even aroused gaze back at him. "What's the matter? Gonna spring a leak~? We'll all go eventually, don't worry about it!" Haru gazed at her flexible pose and gulped... then nodded. "...maybe..." Mizuki piped up after grimacing, their demeanor in turn reminding him of his own bladder bulging against the hem of his skirt. "That may be, but I have a feeling a toilet's not in the picture..." Yasuko pivoted her head over to Mizu, chewing on her lower lip, perhaps a little more drunk on arousal than was apparent previously. "Nope! That's the rules~" Mizu glanced down between his shivering thighs and then back up at Yasuko. "Well, we're on carpet, and with us being as bad off as we are, isn't that kind of a bad idea?" Yasuko lazily blew the bangs out of her face and Haru mimicked Mizu's downward glance before she replied. "I guess you're right." She directed her gaze over her shoulder, letting one leg jiggle urgently underneath her as she hastily assessed their surroundings. "Let's move over to the kitchen while we can." She shakily rose, unfolding her legs with a stiff groan. She gazed down at Haru, rather looming over him while he knelt, noticing he had snuck another hand betwixt his legs. "If we can still make it." Haru let out an intimidated meep as he gazed back up at her; Yasuko boldly reached over, and slowly popped the button on his slacks as if to make room for his swollen bladder. "Come on, you. You can do it!" Haru gave a needy grumble in reply, making it about halfway up and pausing to squirm before getting himself stood. His hands, however, didn't budge from their station, and instead pulled upward against his groin, struggling to buy himself time. Mizu was able to get up from where he sat with only a little bit of a struggle. At least, so he thought - near the peak of his rising, he started to stretch without even thinking about it, and what followed was a shamefully familiar sensation. A warm surge shot from beneath him, up the length of his sheath, and before he could react, dampened his tights. The pup let out an audible meep and shoved his hands up and under his skirt, now the second person in the room to abuse his junk in a desperate bid to hold back his overfull and overworked bladder. Yasuko practically trilled, grin wide and eyes half-lidded with delight, hooking both of the boys by the arms and dragging them towards the kitchen. "Come on now, before both of you ruin my floor." The trip to the kitchen took a little longer than it would normally with two extras in tow and three very sloshy tummies, but eventually Yasuko, Haruaki, and Mizuki were over the relative safety of kitchen tile. There were several seconds of awkwardness, the three youths gazing over each other as each danced and squirmed against the burning down below in their own ways, before Yasuko, whom had become the de-facto leader of this particular event, let out a flirty little giggle and spoke. "Well, I guess this is it," she mused. "What do you say we make this a little more interesting?" As both boys fidgeted and watched, she shakily untucked her hands from beneath herself, dug her thumbs into the hem of her sweatpants, and slowly, restlessly slipped them off. Now having the undivided attention of her two guests, she smirked a shaky smirk, undoing the sash of her robe and letting it hang loosely, revealing a pair of faded pink babydoll panties... and a quarter-sized damp patch. She let her back rest against the edge of the counter as the boys stared, able to keep a smug composure for about 30 seconds before grunting and shoving her hands back where they were desperately needed. "Hmmmfokay enough showing off. Your turn." Mizuki and Haru were suddenly aware of their own bodies again, and with it the pressure they were both fighting against. Mizu looked over Haru, and Haru returned the favor, shy eyes both searching each other for a few seconds with Yasuko restlessly looking on. Mizu gave a little sigh of defeat, and with one hand, reached up and undid one snap, then the next, on his skirt, each little pop resonating within his bulging, taut bladder. It slid off his hips and onto the tile, and he slid it out of the danger zone with one shaky foot. Yasuko growled a playful, "Show us the goods~" and Mizu gave a shy little smirk in response, heart thudding away in his chest as he got a good grip with his pelvic muscles and shakily let his hands part. His tight, shiny black bikeshorts showed off his bulges rather nicely - both the swollen bladder throbbing in his belly, and his junk neatly outlined by the thin elastic fabric... and the apple sized wet spot just above his sheathtip. Yasuko leaned over, lustful purr rumbling forth as she kissed the boy's cheek. "Adorable! But you better hold tight, you look about ready to pop!" Mizu touched noses with her affectionately before she pulled away, obediently resuming his obvious cupping of his junk. Yasuko turned her attention to the Shiba next, which he was dreading. Mizu glanced over, too, and noted his hesitation as well, the reserved pup avoiding eye contact, both hands jammed in his crotch and his legs crossed. Tightly. Yasuko edged over to him, almost whispering into his ear, "C'mon, buddy, don't you want to join us?" Haru shook his head, gritting his teeth and squeezing his legs tight. "You're gonna ruin those slacks..." Haru shook his head, tugging upward against his junk and twisting his hips. "Too late for that," he mumbled. Yasuko arched her eyebrows, curious, and leaned forward a bit, kissing his cheek and prying one hand away from herself to coax both of the boy's from between his legs. After a little protesting, he finally allowed her to reveal what he'd been concealing: a fist sized damp spot in his slacks. Yasuko trilled with surprise. "Jeez, you're not kidding. Good thing we got you away from my carpet when we did." Haru nodded bashfully, and sighed. "Guess it doesn't matter now..." He shakily parted his legs after a couple false starts, and carefully slipped off his slacks, revealing a pair of pale blue boxers with a shamefully large navy wet patch. "At least I've got the advantage now, I guess." And at last, the three of them were together in various states of undress and in dire, critical need of a bathroom break. Mizu mused to himself that he was probably the worst along, having drank a fair shake more than anyone else and with only a little spurt of relief to make up for it. He certainly felt and showed it, each throb of his bulging bladder eroding his will to continue and a healthy, smooth, firm bulge protruded from below his belly button. Haru continued to clutch himself tightly with his legs crossed, and Yasuko had one hand tucked between her legs, but otherwise seemed in control, the other gripping the counter she was leaning against tightly and her legs shivering. All that was audible was the remaining clothes rustling, deep breathing, and the occasional labored whine or moan. At last, Yasuko, ever the bold one, spoke up. "Don't suppose either of you two think you want to wet yourselves so I can finally win this little contest, hmm?" Mizu and Haru both honestly considered it, their bladders begging to finally be allowed to empty, but at length neither of them did, the last bit of pride, or perhaps shame, not allowing either of them to be the first to burst. Yasuko chuckled. "Didn't think so. But that's okay, because I have my secret weapon~." Mizu and Haru both had a wave of dread watch over them, Haru even flinching a little when Yasuko started to move. But she didn't touch either of them, instead leaning forward (with a moan of frustration as he own overfull bladder protested heavily) and opening the refrigerator. From within, she took out another water bottle, and shut the door, opening the top and giving both of the curious boys a devilish look. "This oughtta make those water balloons of yours pop reeeeal quick." Haru could only manage a meek, "Oh god..." before she pressed it to her lips and tilted her head up. Gulp... In the silence of the kitchen, it rang out loud and clear, the mouthful of water working down her throat and into her stomach. But for Mizu, it might as well have gone straight from the bottle and into his bladder. A wave of pressure washed over him as his bladder contracted, turning to lean on the counter and squeezing his junk in desperation as his grip against his tank full of urine faltered, a very girlish, pleading moan escaping his maw. Gulp... Haru was transfixed, eyes wide as the panda drank, her half naked frame commanding his full attention. His eyes trailed from her mouth, down her throat, past her breasts and stomach... and down to the prominent bulge that rested just above her panty hem. His focus had to come from somewhere, though, and before he realized it, there was a muffled, wet hiss, and from beneath his hands a sizable spurt of pee soaked his boxers and dribbled onto the floor. Yasuko opened one eye, gazing at him smugly as he abused his sheath with both hands to get the flow to stop, his maw agape and panting now. Gulp... Mizu's whole body shook. It was too much. The sound of Haru leaking and the continued, defiant ingesting of water by the girl next to him; all he'd drank over the past few hours; his throbbing, overfull, neglected bladder; it was all too much. The red-hot pangs of fullness in his belly would not be stayed any longer, he had to do something, his crotch burned with the threat of an accident. Just a little, he reasoned. Just a little bit... He let his muscles relax as much as he dared, and soon his own little spurts followed, the jet of urine springing through the thin fabric of his spats, through his cupped hands, and onto the floor with three heavy splashes. Gulp... Haru had every muscle tightened, his sheath squashed shut by his hands and legs, and his body contorting like a child refusing to be potty trained, but it simply wasn't enough. Another sequestered hiss started from within the confines of his constrained crotch, but this one was longer... fuller... heavier... and the spattering on the floor under him didn't stop for several seconds. "No... stop... please..." It wasn't clear if he was begging for Yasuko to stop with her flagrant acts or with his own abused and failing bladder control, but neither heeded him. Another rushing surge of urine shot out like a bespoke fountain from in between his fingers and onto the floor, but this one didn't stop, and before long he had parted his hands and legs and simply let the river of pee rushing out of his sheath and onto the floor of the kitchen go. It arced from his tip out through the fabric of his boxers as much as it drained through both of his leg holes; and the moaning, panting that escaped his open, upward tilted maw were as unrestrained as the flow belting from down below. Yasuko smiled from the mouth of her bottle, but she hadn't forgotten about Mizu, and as her gaze swept to him, he meekly protested with a pleading whimper. Gulp. Mizu's eyes went wide. Something had happened within him. As the panda forced down another mouthful of water, it felt like a fuse had been lit inside of his body. As the water worked down the panda's neck, he could feel a chill run down his spine and rush towards his belly. When the water reached Yasuko's stomach and stopped, the signal within his middle didn't, rushing down past his belly button and crashing into his bladder with immense speed. And then, all at once, he realized what it was. His pelvic muscles relaxed all at once, and with a final, futile yelp, his bladder contracted. Despite the pressure from both hands, a spout of urine sprayed forth from his sheath, soaking his blouse and splashing Yasuko's leg before splattering on the tile of the kitchen floor. He commanded his body to stop, tried frantically ordering his pelvic muscles closed, but they heeded no commands, completely overridden by his own body. He let out a wail of defeat, his hands dropping away from his crotch as he slumped to the floor with a wet splat. His stream of urine arced a good foot in the air through his spats, curving back downward and drenching his chest and belly before finally forming a huge puddle beneath him. Gulp... As both boys looked up, between their pants and moans, still helplessly having their accidents, they realized that Yasuko hadn't stopped drinking. Instead, she'd closed her eyes. Gulp. A few bubbles of air rose in the bottle as the vacuum created by her consumption equalized. Her bladder was the opposite of a vacuum, however, her confidence betrayed by the damage her own mind game was playing within her, and before long, a dripping sound joined the gushing and splashing the two boys nearby were making as three or four droplets fell from her suddenly much darker panties. Gulp. They watched in awe, their own bladders nearing empty and their streams dwindling to trickles, then a couple final spurts, as Yasuko continued to chug. She let the hand holding herself slip away from her crotch, resting on her tummy as the dripping became a tiny rivulet. Gulp. The bottle was mostly empty now, only a good mouthful or so left. Yasuko paused to breathe, although the breath was more of a helplessly aroused moan, as the rivulet beneath pulsed with strength, once, twice, and then finally becoming a full, urgent stream as her own grip finally caved. Gulp. The bottle was empty now. It clattered to the floor as she let it drop, splashing where her growing pool of urine was beginning to encroach upon Haru's small lake, both hands on her belly as her stream grew to a fountain, panting and gasping as her own taxed bladder wrung itself empty. She gazed downward, chest heaving, as her victory over the two also reached its end, pouring forth without any hope of stopping as the boys aside of her looked on, dazed and exhausted. At last, she finished, letting her stream trickle to a stop. All three of them collected themselves, panting and groaning as the puddles they made gradually wicked into their underwear and dangling clothes. Their faces were three unique portraits of relief and adrenaline, the group all practically glowing with the thrill of what they'd done. Minutes that seemed like hours ticked on, until Mizu finally returned to some state of awareness, gazing around at the half-naked pair next to him, then down at the now staggeringly drenched kitchen tile. "Whoa..." he mumbled. Yasuko and Haru seemed to rouse at his words, each taking in the scene before them, Yasuko mumbling "No kidding..." and Haru just bashfully smiling and averting his gaze. Yasuko reached out both her arms, pulling the pair over to give both of them a soft, affectionate kiss, amidst the now singular pool beneath them. "You two are amazing. I've... never felt like this before." Mizu quietly mumbled a "Me, either," and Haru simply nodded, working up the courage to beg another kiss from Yasuko with his lips, which she returned warmly. "Well," Yasuko ventured, the wetness on her body rapidly beginning to cool. "We've got some cleanup to do. What do you boys say you head over to the master bathroom and get those wet clothes off, I'll mop up here and join you in a minute while you get the hot water running?" Mizu, Yasuko, and Haru all exchanged glances, and Haru, who was obviously tenting by this point, shakily rose first, followed by Mizu, who developed a similar problem as he tailed behind Haru to the bathroom. Yasuko took a moment to collect herself, testing her legs before rising, licking her lips and envisioning what was soon to follow as she wobbled to a nearby cabinet and dug out some towels. When she finished and joined them, she found herself involved in something that only partially involved helping each other get washed up. They spent the rest of the afternoon and evening bonding, swapping stories and experiences like any other three young adults would, and after dinner, while their clothes tumbled in the dryer, when they all tucked into bed, each was still glowing, now mixed with eager anticipation for what would come the next day, and the days that followed. Sleep wouldn't come easy; for Haru because he was simply too excited, but for the other two, well... ...that's a story for another time.

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Chapter 1: The Forest Alex and Mark had been hiking through the dense forest for hours, their bladders full to bursting. The sound of rushing water in the distance only made matters worse, as the urge to pee grew stronger with each passing minute. "I can't hold it anymore," Alex groaned, clutching his crotch as he stumbled over a fallen log. "I need to find a place to pee, now." Mark nodded in agreement, his own bladder feeling like it was about to explode. "Let's find a spot off the trail," he suggested, scanning the surrounding trees for a suitable location. As they ventured deeper into the forest, the urgency of their need to relieve themselves only intensified. The trees seemed to mock them with their lush greenery, as if taunting them with the impossibility of finding a private spot to pee. Finally, Alex spotted a secluded clearing up ahead. "There," he said, pointing towards the open space. "Let's go there." They hurried towards the clearing, their bladders protesting with every step. As they reached the edge of the clearing, Alex suddenly stopped in his tracks, a look of horror on his face. "What's wrong?" Mark asked, confused by his friend's sudden change in demeanor. Alex pointed towards the center of the clearing, where a majestic oak tree stood tall and proud. And at the base of the tree, a man was relieving himself, his back turned towards them as he emptied his bladder onto the forest floor. Mark's eyes widened in shock as he realized what was happening. "Is he... peeing on nature?" he whispered, unable to believe his eyes. The man finished his business and turned around, a sheepish grin on his face as he zipped up his pants. "Sorry, boys," he said, approaching them with a friendly smile. "Nature called, and I had to answer." Alex and Mark exchanged a bewildered glance, unsure of how to react to the man's brazen act of peeing in the forest. But as they looked into his eyes, they saw a twinkle of mischief that made them chuckle despite themselves. "Guess we're not the only ones with full bladders," Mark said, breaking the tension with a laugh. The man chuckled along with them, his easygoing demeanor putting them at ease. "Name's Jake," he said, extending a hand in greeting. "Nice to meet fellow nature lovers out here." And as they shook hands, Alex, Mark, and Jake knew that their chance encounter in the forest had brought them together in a way they never could have imagined. And as they continued their hike, the call of nature would always remind them of the bond they shared, forged in the most unexpected of circumstances. The End.

i’m sorry i couldn’t hold it anymore 🥺it has been hours of torture, watching porn and squirming and drinking all that water🫢 Finally at hour 6 i turned the camera on my swollen, tingly, dripping pussy to share the moment i completely lost control:/ I tried to hold back with my fingers but my pee was just too much. i hope u enjoy this raw accident. i really tried to orgasm but kept leaking and ruining it over and over:/ my punishment for wetting and humiliating myself i guess. i hope you cum for me

Short description of the story so you know if its your style. Nath, a role model student in management, and a model employee in a hotel ends up with a night shift the same day she has an important exam. She ends up drinking lots of monsters energy drink to keep awake and her bus going to college ends up late preventing her from using the bathroom before her exam. Will she manage to keep her work uniform dry? Will she pass the exam? 1. The night shift. First of all Let’s introduce who Nath is. She is a 22 years old, 5 foot 6 inches 165 pounds girl with long auburn hairs, green eyes and a big smile. She is super smart, but also super rigid. Her life is planned, she is not a girl into improvisation. She also is studying management, but works night and evening shift in a hotel where she hopes she can end up manager after her college and thus pay back her student loans. Never has she missed a shift or arrived late and so when her shitty boss told her she had a night shift the same say she had an important exam despite telling her boss about 15 times before, she had for the first time the idea of saying no, of just not going, but again, she wanted to impress, to be the best employee so she ended up saying yes. So at 10pm she clocked in, put her uniform, cursed at the pants that were a size too small still after 6 months of asking for a new pair and getting told to « lose weight if its thats bad » and started her shift. Answering the phone, checking in customers, calling the police on a weirdo showing his privates outside for the fifth time this month, but yet always getting bail somehow. Around 2am it started to get quiet so she began laundry and folding clothes and towels, but also started to yawn all the time. Her bed was calling and it was not taking no for an answer. The problem for Nath was she actually really dislikes coffee. Yeahhh she tried them all, but she never managed to like the taste. Around 3am she was dead tired, she had to do something. Thankfully there was a vending machine selling energy drinks, monster it was called, she had never tried. She opened the big jumbo can, « smell pretty good » took a sip and bang she nearly fell on her back. « holy moly that taste good! » and the effects are pretty fast she was boosted and ready to go. She did not think too much of it and drank the can like she would have drank a bottle of water. Then at 4am she took another one and another one 5am, the end of her shift got hecktic, lots of phone calls, lots of customers asking for the brunch at 7 before clocking out her colleague brought ger another monster after nath could not leave the phone. Her eyes were wide open, she had ascended, or so she believed. She was high on caffeine like there was no tommorow. She had 3 full cans of monster drank and was sipping the fourth one and she did not have a bathroom break yet. Didnt need to yet, work was too important, but she had to leave soon for her exam and her replacement was getting late… 2. The bus ride. 7 :15, 7 :20 her day shift colleague finally arrived, but Nath had to run to the bus without getting out of her uniform and without a bathroom break. Thankfully she caught the bus, so she could go to the bathroom at school, the ride was 30 minutes, her exam starting at 8 it would be tight, but so long as trafic was not too bad. Thank god she tought to herself, she never had monster before and she began to notice her bladder was heavier than normal. She could feel her kidney working overtime and her bladder stretch, but also she could feel the pressure of those damn pants a size too small. She crossed her leg and took a deep breath after the bus hit a big pothole. This was bad, trafic was bad, she was gonna be late if this kept going and the longer the ride took, the heavier her bladder felt. 7 :45 and she was still 10 minutes away, Nath began to realize she could not pee before the exam, she had no time, but she also knew her bladder was getting fuller by the minute, no way could she hold it for 3 hours, hell, there was no way she could concentrate on her exam like that! Alas, there was no choice for her. The school policy was clear, on exams she had to be there on time and she could not leave the room until she was done with the exam, if you left the exam was noted on what was produced. She needed those grades if she wanted to be an honor student and have a chance at partial scholarship and remove some of these loans. She also knew she needed to pee and badly at that. She was in big trouble. 3. The exam After arriving late and running as fast as she could Nath arrived to the exam room right as the tutor was closing the door. « young lady you better take a seat right now, you are late. » She winced as she heard him say the word late. Shameful, she never was told she was late, why now of all time! The second she sat on the wooden chair, her bladder screamed at being squeezed by her uniform. Curse this uniform she tought, all those drink also didnt help her much now. She crossed her leg and began working on her exam. « If I finish it quick I can pee faster! » However after only 30 minutes she was stuck on a question and her focus was beginning to slip away. Her right leg was always bouncing she could not find a confortable spot in her chair. After a while of not progressing she gave up on that question. Her mind was in quicksand, tired and distracted by her now bulging bladder, she could feel how round it was, everytime she switched in her seat she could feel the liquid slushing inside of her, begging to be let out. Another 30 minutes passed, her concentration was failing her, all she could think about was how desperate she was. She could not sit still for more than a minute or two, her leg crossed so tight, she was losing blood pressure in her feet. She was only halfway done. « I dont think I can make it, good god I never felt this urge before, its killing me! » After another 30 minutes of fighting against her bladder she had a flash of desperation « maybe if I explain to the tutor he will let me go? » so she raised her hand, the tutor came to see her intrigued « Are you all right young lady? Need help understanding a question? » « No sir » she said sensing her face becoming red « its just… I worked night shift, I drank too much energy drinks and the bus ran late, I just feel like im about to burst, please I need to go pee and come back to finish my exam! » « oh my lady im sorry, I truly am, but im affraid I can’t do that, the policy is the same for everyone. You will have to either hold it or accept the results of your current work. » She could almost cry, her last hope, dashed. She lowered her head and said thank you sir and began working again as fast as she could with her mind distracted like it was. 15 minutes later she had to unbutton her pants, the pressure of the waistband on her lower abdomen was too much, it was unbearable. 10 minutes later she had to sit on her heel, trying to put some pressure on her pee hole without having to use a hand. She was praying to be done soon, she could feel her muscle weakening, the pressure in her lower abdomen everstronger, she was about to burst. Another 10 minutes and she felt a leak, a tiny little dribble of boiling pee had escaped her, she could feel the golden streak going along her small labia and taking refuge in her panties, creating a warm little damp spot against her pussy begging for release. She froze. What to do? Her entire body was telling her to get up, fast and to go pee, hell! Her mind was also telling her to go, but she still had 2 questions to answer. Could she achieve high enough on her exam without these two questions?! Whether she could or not, having an accident was just out of the question for Nath, her pride would rather lose out points than the humiliation of peeing her work pants at school in front of everyone. She took a deep breath, took her exam and stood up to drop it off to tge supervisor. The pressure was immense, getting up nearly made her lose control, she had to freeze and hold tight for a couple of seconds. She dropped the exam, saw the supervisor mouth move, but could not hear anything, she began walking towards the exit, up the stairs. She could feel all the liquid slushing inside her, pushing on her pee hole, screaming to get out. Out of the class, the toilets were at the end of the corridor, she could feel it would be a race against her own body. The mind vs the body, she had to find the strenght not to have a full blown accident in the common room. 1 step 2 steps, she felt a spasm, no! She had to make it! 5 steps 6 steps, another wave, this time a second droplet escaped her. She was seeing the bathroom, a couple more feets separated her from relieving her bladder. She entered the room, the only stall available at the end of it, of course, she could hear another woman peeing, another was about to wash her hand. She had to put her hand on her privates, this was too much, the sound was too much. 3 steps to go she felt another dribble, this time more than a drop. 2 steps to go, a full on spurt left her, her panties were now damp She entered the stall, another spurt, she turned around to lock the door, fumbling around with the lock, another spurt escaping her. She pulled down her pants, panties escaping her shaking fingers, another leak, she had no time she just sat on the throne as the floodgates broke down, she could not even wait to have her ass touching the cold porcelaine. She was peeing a torrent of golden liquid, her streak traversing her now soaked panties and hitting the water hard. She could not help but let out a moan of satisfaction and mutter « oh my god ». After 30 seconds of full pressure she snapped out of it and she heard some giggles outside. She got all red in the face and yet her streak kept going for another 45 seconds. She must have peed at least a liter! She removed her panties and threw them in the trashcan, commando it would be for the ride home, at least her work pants were fine. This little escapade would be her dirty little secret, no one could know how Nath the girl with everything planned nearly got an accident at school. Thank you for reading hope you enjoyed!

When I was a senior in college, I finally got a dorm that didn’t have a communal bathroom. It was 2 rooms per bathroom, so about 4 people. But the room we shared a bathroom in had no one it in, so my roommate used that room. So I basically had a room to myself and only had to share a bathroom with one other person, which I thought that was awesome since I grew up sharing one bathroom with a family of 10, and I’d been using a communal for the past couple years. But my roommate made sure it wasn’t. She was a nice person, except that she had no consideration for others, bathroom wise. She always took forever in the bathroom, especially when she took a shower. Once I almost peed myself because she was going to town with her vibrator and taking her time despite me telling her I really needed to pee. Idk about everyone else, but I cannot put off my morning toilet trip at all. Every morning, it’s either a run or a very quick walk to the bathroom for me. So you can imagine my horror when I woke up one day to the sound of the shower starting. I knew what this meant. I shot out of bed and banged on the bathroom door. My roommate said she’d be out in “a little while.” It’s never little enough for my urges, so I panicked. I was still groggy when I woke up, but now that true panic set in, I was fully aware of my senses and I could feel it now. My bladder was screaming for relief, and I could feel immense pressure on my anus. If I leaned forward to hold my pee, my anus would dilate, and if I leaned back or clenched my buttcheeks, it would relax my urethra. I was a lose-lose situation. I tensed up my body and squirmed awkwardly while bobbing up and down. Since I had my own room, I got comfortable sleeping naked, so being desperate in front of the bathroom while naked was the worst. I knew I was losing time since she wouldn’t be out for a while, so I had to think fast. If I tried to put on clothes, I would have to bend over, etc, so that was out of the option. I could try to go to the dorms that had communal bathrooms, but those were in another building, and I would definitely have an accident before I got to them. The only other option was to ask the other dorms on the floor if I could use their bathrooms. That would be humiliating but I had no other option. I quickly grabbed a towel and bolted out the door. I frantically tried to wrap it around me while knocking on the door of the first dorm. No answer. I went to the next dorm, still frantically trying to cover myself up. A girl opened the door before I could cover myself, so I might as well have been without the towel. I begged her to let me use her bathroom. She said yes but one of her roommates was already in there showering. She said that she would be a while, so I went to the next dorm. I tried every which way to hold it in. I had to settle for tensing my whole body while using one hand to grab my crotch and my other hand for manually clamping my butt, leaving me unable to cover myself with a towel. So, while butt naked, I knocked on the final dorm. By final dorm I don’t mean that it was the last dorm on the floor. I mean that I knew that if this toilet wasn’t available, I would pee and poop myself all over the floor, where everyone would see it. I was in tears as reality set in, half from the horrifying thought of losing it right there, and half from the incredible strength it took to hold it in and tense my body. The door opened and a girl answered. I very clearly awoke her in the middle of her sleep. I frantically begged her to let me use her toilet. She very groggily opened the door and said “yea go ahead” but I was already running in before she even finished speaking. As soon as the bathroom door closed behind me, both holes exploded. I sat on the toilet the wrong direction. I was so desperate I didn’t even have the time to turn around. I can’t even describe the relief I felt other than the fact that it was the best release I ever felt. I closed my eyes and practically cried tears of joy. When I finished, I had to take a minute to catch my breath and recover. Only then did I turn around and see the mess that I made on the floor. Even though I got most of it into the toilet, the initial loss of control was pretty significant. I used a crazy amount of paper towels to clean it up. I had to flush multiple times so I didn’t risk clogging the toilet. I quickly turned on the shower just to rinse my butt and legs and made a beeline out of there. Thank god I didn’t have any classes that day, I had to take a couple hours to mentally and physically reset after that whole situation. When my roommate finally got out of the bathroom, I took a nice, long, hot shower and cleaned myself thoroughly. I peed multiple times in the shower from how weak I was, but I was just glad that it was over and I could relax.

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