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So, um, this is my first time writing an interactive, hopefully this can get off the ground. This was inspired by The Desperate Dungeon by Bees, and Make em pee by ShadowPhantom. So, what this would be about is a girl who goes into a dungeon, and you must collect items to get stronger, but at the beginning, getting killed is very easy, but when you die, you keep some of the items you’ve collected, making you stronger for your next run. So lets start! Some info: Collectibles: There are 3 forms of currency, VG (Virtual gold), Orbs, and Exp chips. VG can be spent at shops to buy items, but you lose them upon death. Orbs are saved after death, and are used to buy power ups and modifiers for your next run after you die. XP chips automatically make you level up when you get enough, letting you add to your stats. You keep your levels after death, but not your leftover XP chips. There is also Ethereal XP, which you keep after death. Achievements: Getting these give you either Ethereal XP or Orbs. Unlocking achievements unlocks others, in a tree sort of way Leveling up: Leveling up lets you either upgrade 2 skills of choice, or 3 random skills. Every 5 levels, you get a bonus ability pertaining to a skill For character creation now: Name: Pretty self explanatory , choose a name Height: How tall you are Breast size: ...chose a size Hair length/color: Chose either brown (Bonus HP), black (Bonus bladder), Blonde (Bonus storage), Blue (Bonus magic), Red (Bonus strength), and green (Bonus stamina) Stats: All stays start at level 1, but you can choose 5 to upgrade automatically. You can upgrade the same one multiple times: HP: The amount of damage you can take before death (10 hp per level) Stamina: Doing actions uses this. If you run out, you go back to the beginning of the dungeon with half of max stamina and lose half of max hp, but keep your VG, XP chips, and items (10 per level) Strength: The amount of damage you can deal. Also depends on your weapon Storage: The amount of items you can hold. (2 per level) Magic: The amount of spells you can use per run. Buy spells with Orbs Bladder: The amount of pee you can hold. (100 ml per level) So, lets go! Current Achievements: Wetting: 1: First Hold - Reach 100 ml) [10 Ethereal XP] Combat: 1: First Fight - Kill a monster [10 Ethereal XP] Progress: 1A: First upgrade - Die with at least 1 orb and buy a orb upgrade [3 orbs] 1B: Getting somewhere - Clear 3 rooms in a single run [10 Ethereal XP] Collectibles: 1: Forager - Pick up 3 items or 10 orbs in a single run [5 orbs] Other: 1: 1st reply - Get 1 reply [None]

Please don’t mind any spelling or caps errors “I see the stars” she murmured as the dark of night befell them as they lay on the hard ground. The two women stared off into the darkness as they sleep the remains of a battle crumbling beside them. *three months beforehand* The lord sat on her throne her sword and staff hanging from a armor stand. the room was pristine not a speck of dust as the lord who was a women with flowing brown hair with sharp features and was muscular but somewhat out of shape mostly with her years on the throne to blame She sat consumed by worry as she waited to receive a message that could be arriving anytime she was sweating with worry as so she claimed The message arrived the lord squirmed with...anticipation? Anyways the lord listened closely as a servant read the letter aloud the lord looked...worried? As she had her eyes squeezed shut and her mouth clenched halfway through the letter a faint wind passed through the room and the lords expression changed from the clenched jaw to a deep sigh with a faint smile on her face she adjusted her seat and finished listening the message confirmed it they were at war The lord excused herself claiming that she required time to develop a plan for war and she walked to her room called her most personal servant and locked the door shut The lord who’s name happened to be Melissa extended her arms letting her servant by the name of Anna Anna begann undoing the laces on the back of Melissa‘s dress letting her take deep breaths freely anna also removed the silk fabric of the garment supporting Melissa’s breasts soon Melissa’s entire top was off and Anna began removing the layered skirts that covered a simple fabric miniskirt held on by a fine leather belt that few would ever see something else even fewer wound see the skirt itself was soaked through anna who unfortunately was having to kneel to remove such garments had her head unfortunately close to the skirt that was hopelessly stained yellow Melissa shifted and said “hurry up i to...just hurry” as her legs squeezed together Anna was use to doing this as she finally finished unbuckling the belt And all that was left were the formerly white panties that were regretfully full with the mess squished almost flat against her rear but anna removed the panties and diligently wiped Melissa’s private’s until they were clean all the while Melissa tried her hardest not to let out all urine that was left as she was about to rush to the bathroom a knock echoed off the hardwood door “ queen allies have arrived and are requesting a immediately council” anna without missing a beat took something out of a nearby drawer and stated “please spread your legs my lord I highly recommend you wear this” it was a soft garment with buttons on the sides and three inch thick cloth “why must I” Melissa asked trying to escape to her bathroom “Well...ummm....comfort...and convenience” anna said not giving Melissa much time to think slipping the undergarments on and swiftly redressing the queen With that Melissa was rushed out the door to the awaiting lords Melissa attempted to walk regally but it was difficult with the unusual bulk. She sat at the large square table and joined the normal conversation minutes of this pass and something didn’t seem right to Melissa Before she had ascended to power Melissa had been a soldier and she knew when something was wrong now was one of those times as mere seconds later smoke rippled off the surface of the table yet her days on the battlefield had be more than four years ago her old habits took over Melissa rushed to the armor stand and swiftly unhooked the staff from its leather bindings she heard noises from the high smoke she took a deep breath and remembered her training “focus remove distractions”she thought as she got ready to rid herself of the bulging pain in her bladder she took a deep breath as the golden liquid spilled down but strangely none ran down her legs and at that moment she knew what the garment was. “a diaper” “haven’t worn one in a while” she relaxed her body and got ready for any oncoming threats “Hey lissa” one of her friends whispered they of course were not supposed be taking they were marching to battle lissa as most called her, was marching to her first battle as a solider she in the light plate armor alongside many others all had thoughts of glory and grander not knowing whats to come “what is it” lissa whispered back “do you have to pee” the friend asked “no” lissa lied “ok” similar small banter was shot back and forth until they saw them...the foe they marched against Lissa joined the charge holding the flimsy looking blade she had been given and stared hacking and slashing and in a blur she was separated from her unit to a near empty side of the battlefield A person in a showy light blue fabric top that seemed unfit for combat and a skirt that was barely covering anything with slits on the sides yet with no regard to wind the skirt showed nothing and a out of place halbiert on her back the women strolled along with long strands of the blue cloth trailing behind her and turned to see lissa all alone Lissa held her sword shakily and ran at the women who in one smooth motion took her weapon and stabbed at lissa Lissa fell back to see her Breastplate has saved her lissa sat up and scuttled back seeing the women standing above her “looks like i got you” she said in a peppy voice lissa was terrified as she stumbled backwards the poorly made pants of her uniform tearing of on a patch of briers she has gone through ripping the cheap fabric off of her chest The women approached once more and tilted her head and said in the kind of voice that a parent uses on a small child ” aww did you wet yourself” she said as lissa looked down to see the panties she was wearing as she saw more and more rippled out saturating the gray panties the women licked her lips and said “i may just enjoy your company as she got closer and lissa’s world shifted to black Melissa stood steadfast preparing for whatever came a she spotted a flash of blue and lunged slamming the blunt silver tip of the staff into the assassin the women who was wearing A showy light blue fabric top that seemed unfit for combat and a skirt that was barely covering anything with slits on the sides yet with no regard to wind the skirt showed nothing and a out of place halbiert on her back the women hit the ground with long strands of the blue cloth trailing behind her “You” she said “did you wet yourself this time as well” she said as she and Melissa started clashing there weapon the women’s halbert and Melissa’s staff they fought nearly as equals Lissa awoke upright naked with her hands bound somewhat comfortably below her a pit above her the women in blue sat up from a nearby chair of the log cabin they sat in “here drink this” the women demanded and lissa still half awake only started noticing her the current events the women was pouring a green liquid down her throat but lissa didn’t struggle She was too afraid the women bent over and leaned close putting her head against lissa’s stomach “do you feel it” “rippling throughout your body shaking it to its core” Lissa felt a sharp pain as the strange liquid shot through her taking anything in her stomach and shooting out into the pit in a pressurized jet after nearly two minutes of this it slowed spitting into several trails spilling down her thighs The women in blue placed a long plank of wood across the pit and began removing lissa’s bounds lissa in a moment of panic she kicked wildly knocking the women into the pit below The women screeched and was silenced with a splash lissa pulled the wood plank until it fell of into the pit hitting the women’s head knocking her out lissa fell backwards onto the floor trying to stay her breath She spent minutes before standing back up and beginning to rummage through the log cabin knowing she couldn’t leave in the nude in the first drawer she found several other skirts similar to the one the women was wearing she tried on a gray one that seemed like anyone could see up yet when she looked in the mirror to see nothing was visible she moved and shook but it always stayed down she couldn’t even lift it up it was completely stiff lissa decided it was to showy Lissa found normal foodstuffs in the kitchen and nothing of interest in the living room but she found the women’s bedroom The bedroom had many drawers and dressers along with armor stands wearing everything from full scale maile to a pink tutu lissa began looting Lissa found a simple cloth top and a knee length skirt with built in fabric panties that comfortably cradled her privates, lissa opened a drawer to see numerous folded cloth panties lissa snagged some strangely enough at the bottom of the drawer there was a false bottom, she lifted it away to see what looked like...diapers twenty of them three different types five pull-ups five with tapes on the sides and ten that didn’t connect in any logical way but as soon as she picked one up to get a better look she watched as it moved on its own and disappeared only for her to feel it slot itself in between her legs she now knew what the skirt was for. Lissa shamefully took all of the diapers for herself and there was a strange contraption that involved several ropes and a diaper a object that confirmed that this woman ether was or had contact with a magic user, they were uncommon but did exist Lissa on her way out took a halbert with her and left the cabin Melissa parried a stab from the women’s halbert and returned with full force hitting the women in the stomach and slamming her into a wall Melissa continued with a savage stream of attacks the silver tip of her staff catching the women’s clothes and tearing them off the women tried to hold it in but her body released a small amount of urine with astounding speed the women threw a object at Melissa but she knocked to back only for the contraption to spring to life with chains binding to the walls and methodically removing what was left of her skirt and panties and the chains holding her still pulled an absurdly large diaper onto her with metal chains across the bottom and sides finally the contraption snapped a lock on the chained diaper so even if she did escape the diaper would stay on yet the contraption finished dangling from the ceiling, Melissa looked at the panties on the ground to see that the bottom was soaked through Melissa in a mocking tone said “aww did you wet your self” “did you piss your panties” the women quietly whispered something “what did you say”Melissa said the women spoke quietly and said “yes” she whispered “are you sure I thought you said “I was so scared i wet my panties” didn’t you” The women yelled “I WAS SO SCARED I WET MY PANTIES NOW LET ME DOW-” she said before cutting herself off and her hands shooting down to her crotch to futility stop herself but it no avail the diaper slowly turned yellow as small droplets fell to the floor “anna remove her and place her in the dungeon and don’t give her any clothes ether” said as she began dragging the other five unconscious queens to her bedchamber to awaken them Melissa had awkwardly woken up the rest of the lords one of which had wet herself queen grenson one had wet and messed herself queen mespisr Two admitted had admitted to wearing diaper queens shmits and lokedth And the last one who had clearly messed herself but denied it as she winced and sat down with a loud squelch but she continued denying it queen cosuply Grenson borrowed some of Melissa’s panties and a dress Mespisr had brought her own change shmits didn’t need a change since she didn’t wet to badly lokedth had a servant change her diaper cosuply had denied any help and took the no stops ride home without a change As soon as they all left Melissa locked her chambers and demanded for anna to undress her “whats the rush” anna asked “I need to use the restroom please hurry” “Just go thats the point of the diaper” anna said Melissa was annoyed but anna was right as she relaxed as a large bulge formed on her rear visible even with her dress on The feeling took her back to her war days Anna was undressing Melissa when the question appeared “anna where do you get this diaper on short notice” “Oh it was one of mine i used them for long trips” “Oh ok then” and they finished in silence “There is a war going on” Melissa thought sitting on her throne “here i am surrounded by guards and servants undisturbed by the people struck down on the battlefield” She had made her decision She was joining the war Part one any recommendations are welcome

"How...much longer until we get there?" "in time, young one. We shall arrive in time." "....Understood." This.. had been a dreadful day. At first blush, when that giant of a figure rescued you from that....unpleasant household you lived in for so many years, you thought things would get better...... But.... 'It's all the same as ever...' People gave you strange looks everywhere you walked..... Parents nudged their children inside whenever you walked.....Animals recoiled in fear as you approached..... Even the very world around felt like it shattered as you walked. Street lights dimmed, wooden fixtures groaned....Metal signs creaked....Even what everyone described as a gentle breeze felt like it was cutting through you.......... By the grace of the Moon, you were traveling once again..... By the comfort of night, you were forced out yet again...And, with peoples eyes looking past you....It felt the same as it always had. "You seem...Troubled." the only companion you had with you called out, prompting you to turn your gaze upwards to him. One of the only two people in your life that didn't look at you with disdain, terror, or disgust.... A figure in long, periwinkle robes that draped over his body sloppily...... A long, grey beard, matched with similarly aged hair. Prominent spectacles framed his wrinkled, ancient face. You suspected he was incredibly old..If not the oldest person you'd ever met that was still walking around. "It's nothing, Headmaster.." you offhandedly brush aside, as the elderly figure raises a single finger. "I should hope your memory hasn't failed you this quickly.." the man chides to you. "You did just get transferred out of my school, so you need not be so formal." The reminder was rather painful, and you feel a tad unnecessary. You were in transit with him right now, and you had what few things you'd brought with you in a suitcase at your side. Of course you didn't forget you were being transferred..... But, you bit your lip, and gave a small, tense nod. "Yes, Sir Albus...." you called just as formally, lightly closing your eyes once more. "I have not forgotten.." "It's no good to keep your worries bottled up, you know." he added, lightly. "You'll find me an open minded confidant. I assure you, I've heard much worse than what your mind can come up with. I'm quite certain my family has done worse than you conceive." "So why am I being transferred out then?" you snap, a bit sharper than you intended. "I was told that your school was for people like me! People who were more than just mundane! People who weren't mug-" "And it is." the man cuts you off, curtly. "Yes, my school is meant for people like us. But, as the Professor was to inform you, we found your abilities... A bit much for the students..." "I Just did what I was told!" you harp, defensively. "They said DIsarm my opponents, His arms weren't a problem after! The teacher told us to keep the Mandrake alive, I brought someone else's back to life! What's so bad about that?! Why do I, in his words exactly, 'Not Belong here'?! Huh?!" It wasn't even your own stupid plant that died! It was some other girl's, and you felt bad for her. You hadn't expected such a loud, and vicious response from the class... How people started to crowd around, and call out..... So what if you couldn't find a wand? Did that make you any less of a wizard?! Did it make you that much of a failure that you were getting expelled?! Did it mean... "The boy's arms will grow back just fine.." Albus responded, cooly... In that same, 'Figure of Authority Telling you off' kind of tone that said you weren't allowed to talk back. "And, i believe the professor's phrasing...could have been better. You do not belong at my school..... Because we are ill-Equipped to deal with someone like you." You gave a sharp frown to try and express your distaste silently, folding your arms up. This...This sucked! You wanted to go home.. Not to that terri-bad place with the shouting, plump man, and the nosy, shrill woman... With the fat boy that kept picking on you, and getting treated like it was his lot in life to get whatever he wanted by whining. You had a feeling he was going to be a real brat....If not having a heart-attack before he was Twenty. No.... You wanted to go back.... Back when you were young. With your dad.... A single man, with a silly, kind of goofy demeanor. He never looked at you with disgust for how you were different, or terror for what you could do, or even annoyance when you made a mistake. No....He was always supportive, and always there for you. Clumsy, and a little dense, but a wonderful parent.... You missed him.... "So, I've brought you to one of my colleagues instead." Albus's voice adds, as you turn your head to look up to..... ... Frankly, what looks like an unimpressive dorm room. Like one of the boarding schools the plump, angry man kept threatening to send you. Blue walls blended in with the night sky, and you could see a myriad of windows.... It wasn't the most promising, or majestic view....Especially coming from the brilliant castle you were shunned out of.... But, as you and Albus stepped up to the door, you could feel it.... An overwhelming, overpowering presence....One that felt strange, even by your own standards. Compared to Albus next to you, and all of the other students and teachers in the school you were in..... This felt.... .... Familiar. "Orio? I've brought that new student." Albus's voice calls out, as you feel the presence shifting....Twisting... and starting to converge on a focal point in the doorway.... You brace yourself for the upcoming presence, energy coursing through your fingers as you prepare for the arrival of...Whatever was sent to greet you, tensing up. Albus seems unperturbed, but you aren't so confident.... As the essence suddenly BWAMFS into existence in front of you, a much....less old figure appearing. A man, you guess with a long, white cloak thrown over dark blue hair...Matched by the kind of clothes you'd seen normal people wearing on your way here. Some kind of shirt, and loose, baggy, jeans. As if he was a normal person, in costume. "Heyyo, Al-baby, and little buddy! What's the good word?" the mysterious, new figure muses, having a.... ... An almost offensively carefree expression on his face. You don't sense anything nearly as magical as the energy you felt before.... Nor, do you sense even the tiniest hint of malice, or authority in this man's stance or being. .... He kind of looks like an idiot. "It's nice to see you too, Orio." Albus responds, much much calmer by comparison. "You look well. I take it there are no objections to his transfer then?" "Objections? Heck no!" the new, younger man calls. You would guess he's in his late twenties, or early thirties. Nowhere close to the other man's age, as he lightly twirls his hand in a wave. "I've heard great and wonderful things about this little tyke! All these whispers in the nightlife, and through that fancy portrait you passed me a few years back. This kid the real deal?" ... You're hardly a child.....And you're not sure about this figure's...complete disregard for any kind of formality. This feels like a trap.... "Well my dude? Are ya for real? Got some cool stuff to show me?" he suddenly calls, bending over slightly to look at you with the same, loose posture, and amused expression. Your shoulders tense up involuntarily, as you prepare to answer.... =============================================================================================================================================== 1. Answer Curtly, but properly. 2. Answer Sarcastically. 3. Nod, Shrug, or otherwise answer nonverbally. 4. Test him with a spell. 5. Other [specify] Character Status: ??? Spell List: Resurrect: Breathe life back into something that has lost it. Supernova: The Hottest Flame Permafrost: The Coldest Ice Gigawatt: The Strongest Charge Squall: The Fiercest Gales Pangaea: The Wildest Earth Quasar: The Brightest Light Tsunami: The Tallest Waters Necrosis: The Touch of Death Distort: Twist something out of it's normal state

Chapter 1 - The Bracelets It started with a weird exchange as I left the store. "You seem like a kind fellow!" He said, stopping me as I was about to step into the parking lot. "Thank you?" I reply, trying to step around him. "Do you wear bracelets?" He asks "No, I do-" I hear the grocery bag in my hand crinkle, and look down, then quickly to his hands. There's nothing that he's holding, and everything still appears to be in there. "Well, have a nice day." He walks away, seeming to have accomplished something, though I wasn't sure what. I didn't work it out until I had arrived home, and started putting my grocery bags away. I discovered 3 clear bags of bracelets that I hadn't bought. They were all labeled "Pee Bracelets - Set of 8." I flipped one bag around to look at the back, and their was a list of each color. "Red - Long Distance. Put it on and see how far your stream will go! Orange - Height. When wearing this one, be careful not to get rained on! Yellow - Infinite. You'll never run out of pee while wearing this one, great for pairing with the others! Green - Absorbable. Pee on fabric, and not only soak it, but fill it like a water balloon! Blue - Fast. If you want to pee more than you already are, use this to get more out in less time! Purple - Silent. Cut out those loud hissing and splashing noises to be more discrete about what your doing. Pink - Resistant. Ever wanted to wet yourself without ruining the pants your wearing? Now the pee won't be absorbed by your pants (or anything else)! Black - Reversal. Pee on anything that has fallen victim to your powers and return it to normal. Just pee into the already soaked item or into the pool of pee, and all of it will be undone!" Confused, but curious, I took a pack of them out into my backyard, put on the red one, and dropped my pants. I started to pee, and to my amazement, it flew across my yard, hitting the fence that was at least 25 feet away from me. I removed the bracelet, and the moment it wasn't around my arm any more, the pee quickly returned to normally hitting the ground in front of me. I decided to go in color order, so I located the orange one and put it on. Immediately my pee started to almost defy gravity, going almost straight up in a huge arch that didn't land to far in front of me, but went higher than my house, or any building on the block for that matter. Then, to my slight dismay, I had emptied my bladder. Luckily, the next in line way the yellow one that promised to make sure I never ran out. I put it on, and immediately my peeing returned. I waited for a couple minutes, and it never stopped, so I kept it on as I found the green one, and put it on. Nothing seemed to happen, so I re-read the bag, and realized I needed to be wearing some type of fabric, or at least be peeing on it. So I pulled up my underwear, whilst still peeing, and watched. My underwear immediately started to act as a diaper, and swelled as it held all the pee. It dripped in some places, but held 99% of the pee I was releasing. I eventually had to remove the underwear completely as the massive amounts of liquid were weighing me down. One I had them off, whilst still wearing the yellow and green bracelets, I continued peeing on the underwear now laying in the grass in front of me, and discovered that the pee was still going into the underwear, causing it to expand further. Eventually I remove the green one, leaving the overfilled underwear laying on the ground in front of me. I put on the blue ones on, and the stream of pee suddenly increases in size quite a bit, clearly causing me to pee more than I normally would at once, and it quickly makes puddles in a few places that spread out quicker than the ground can absorb it. I remove the blue ones as the pee seeps into the ground. I put on purple next, and suddenly everything that goes quiet. There's no "pee hiss," no splashing, no dripping. It just silently lands in the lawn. There's not much else to say about this one. I switch to the pink one, and it starts to run across the ground, this time it doesn't seem to seep into the ground. As I read the explanation of the pink one again, I pull my pants back up. I feel the pee run down my legs, and out the bottom of the pants. But it's completely dry as the pee continues to pool on the ground around me, I put on the final black one, and pee onto the ground. The pooling from the pink one immediately disappears. I pee on the balloon-like boxers, and the immediately dry off and return to their normal size. I finally remove all the bracelets as I pull a folded paper from the bag. I unfold it and read: "Bracelet Combos: The Parabola - Red and Orange: Pee over buildings with this one to make sure the evidence is as far from you as possible. The Basin - Blue, Yellow, and Pink: Instantly fill up anything with this combination, maybe if you want to go for a swim. The Marker - Red and Green: Pee far into the distance, and see if you can hit someone. You'll be able to tell when their torso or legs expand The Cancellation - Pink and Green: Wearing both at the same time will cause you to pee and soak things normally, and nothing will be different, even if you have other bracelets on. Same goes for wearing the black one with any of the other ones. The Pitstop - Blue and Purple: You'll be in and out of the bathroom in an instant, and you'll be so silent nobody will even notice you were there. The Growth - Yellow, Green, and Blue: Blow up your crotch like a balloon in seconds with this combo. Try and get your dick more upwards for a more normal belly look if you can get it to hit your shirt instead. And the most popular among testers: The Balloon - Orange, Yellow, Green, and Blue: This one is extremely complicated to do, but equally entertaining when pulled off. You'll want a pair of underwear (as it grows into a round shape), and somewhere outside to lie down. The challenge becomes trying to throw the underwear in the air, and then aiming at them with pee. This creates a situation where the underwear are slowly rising into the air (due to the force of the blue bracelet's power) while expanding, both like qualities of a balloon. Be careful that you have the black one nearby because when that underwear gets big, the force of the stream won't be able to keep in in the air, and the underwear will start falling fast." Out of interest, I decide to try the last one. I lay down in the grass, and put on the orange, yellow, green, and blue bracelets, making sure the bag of them is within arms reach. I remove my pants again, and grab my underwear. I throw them into the air, and try to pee on them. I fail many times, and the stream lands on my shirt many times, causing it to fill my shirt. Eventually, I hit the pair, and it starts to rise into the air, amazingly enough. It also starts to quickly grow. In fact, it grows so fast it's bigger than I am within the first ten seconds, most likely due to the blue/green combination. Soon it's getting pretty huge for the backyard, and starts to get to heavy for the stream. It starts falling, and I quickly stand and run out of the way, still peeing straight up, and fishing through the bag for the black one. I quickly put it on, and as the underwear hits the ground, now a huge sphere, I pee on it, and it snaps back to a normal shape and size as it dries off. I put the bracelets away in the bag and seal it again. I set it down on the table, and not a minute later is there a knock at the door. I quickly pull on my now-dry pants, and answer the door. It's Logan and Nathan, brothers who are good friends of mine. Logan is a short, skinny, blond guy with pale skin and brown eyes. He tends to be very talkative and interested in everything. Nothing truly bothers him that much, and tends to enjoy himself no matter what he's doing. Nathan is very tall and wide. He has tan skin and night-black hair. His eyes are also brown, and his clothes are very tight on his large frame. I'm pretty sure he and Logan share a wardrobe because Logan's clothes always looks to be 3 sizes to big and so long that the ends of his limbs are never visible. Nathan doesn't talk nearly as much, but often asks questions about everything until he gets an answer or gives up. He's willing to try anything, but will quickly drop anything he doesn't want to do. "Hey Cam! You ready for our trip?" Logan asks. "Oh shoot! That's today?" I answer. "Yea... are you packed?" He presses. "I mean, I am, but I'm just surprised." I say, and head to get my suitcase. As I grab it, I glance at the three bags of bracelets on the table next to me. I quickly grab them on a moment's instinct and decide to take them with me. I shove them in a pocket on the case, zip it up, and head for the door. "Let's go!" Logan says, as they lead me to Logan's car. We climb in, and we head off. The trip is to drive around the Canadian providence we live in, Alberta, and see the sights. We has many plans, but nothing was really set in stone. And I knew I was gonna end up derailing them with these bracelets, though not immediately. Our only basis is that we're doing it as a camping trip of some kind, so we all have foldable tents, and we're planning to spend a lot of time outside. Pretty soon, we're already getting off at an exit to use the bathroom at an gas station. However, out of temptation, I try to make an excuse to get us to go outside in a field instead. "Come on, why use a gas station bathroom? We're on a camping trip! We should go pee outside, eh?" I offer, and surprisingly Nathan agrees pretty quickly, to my surprise. Logan also agrees after a bit of consideration because he can never turn anything down from his constant curiosity. I've never felt more glad of how comfortable the three of us are around each other. We drive onto a dirt road, and after a while we come to a clearing where we can pull the car onto the side of the road. Logan steers us from the road, and we all get out and walk away from the road. Before I get out, a quickly grab a random bracelet, finding that I grab the yellow one. I slide it on, and immediately need to pee even more. I quickly drop my pants and start to pee, and so do the other guys. Soon, the other two have finished peeing, but due to the bracelet's magic, I haven't, and won't until the bracelet is off. "Woah, you really needed the bathroom, didn't you?" Logan jokes while the two of them wait for me to finish. "Yea, I did." I reply, smirking a bit knowing that it won't stop. We stand around for a couple minutes in silence before Nathan peeps up for the first time in the whole trip. "How could someone possibly pee this long?" He says as he walks over to check if I'm still going. "What the heck?" "I really needed to go, I hadn't gone all day." I try to excuse myself. "You've made that obvious, eh?" He says. "I guess so." I play it cool, but it only keeps the hewt off me for so much longer. At this point I'm just trying to see how long I can go before they try to stop me, or just take me back to the car whilst I pee. "Hey, Cam? You still going over here?" Logan walks over. "Yea. I hadn't peed for at least 24 hours, so I've really had to go." "I don't feel like that excuses a 10 minute long pee, though." He says, and he grabs my arm, and starts pulling me to the car. "I care about getting to a campsite more than wether you pee in my car, honestly. So we're going back to the car wether you're still peeing or not." Logan's careless nature takes him over "Uhhh... okay." I say, casually and secretly removing my bracelet from my wrist and putting it my pocket, stopping the stream. I pull up my pants, and we climb back in the car. "Wait, you finished?" Logan inquires. "I guess so, and just in time." I say as I climb back in the car. "Let's go, because I feel like I'll be needing to use the bathroom again later." "I don't remember you needing the bathroom this much..." Logan says. "Me neither." Nathan says. "My bladder's gotten weaker then, eh?" I say. We drive until we arrive at the campsite, and then find an area far from any other campers, per my request. As we park, I pull out the green bracelet, sliding it on with the yellow one, while taking the bag with me. I quickly get out, leaving my pants behind in the car, so I'm just in boxers. We start to set up our tents, and while I'm behind mine and out of sight of the other guys, I start to pee again. My underwear immediately becomes soaked, and starts to expand. "What's that hissing noise? Are you already peeing again, Cam?" He walks over as I continue peeing and setting up my tent. He walks around the side and jumps back at the sight of the growing underwear. "What's wrong, dude?" I ask, casually. "Are you, like, wearing a diaper?" He says, waving Nathan over. "No, why?" I ask. "Why are your boxers soaked and filling with pee?" He asks, as Nathan arrives, not reacting in the slightest. "I don't understand why that's a problem." I lie. "I mean, it's not a problem, it's just... unusual. Boxers don't normally stretch like that, and people don't normally pee as much as you are right now." He says. "Well, maybe I'm not normal." I lean over, pretending to continue setting up, but I actually put on the blue bracelet from the bag on the ground next to me. The underwear immediately starts to grow a lot faster. "How are you peeing so much? Did it just get faster?" Logan backs up. My crotch is now bigger than the tent I'm setting up, and is approaching double the tent's size. "I'm just using the bathroom, Logan. Go finish securing the tents before the wind picks up or something." I say, getting up. "I've finished my tent already, so I'm gonna go over here to finish peeing since it bothers you so much." I stroll a bit away from the tents, making sure I'm not to close to the sight of other campers. I have the bag in hand, though it's hidden from view by the bulging underwear. I continue to pee as the underwear weighs me down, forcing me to the ground. Eventually, the underwear is now at least 10 times the size of me, my legs and most of my torso now hidden from view, as Nathan walks over. "Hey, dude. Sorry about Logan, I've never seen him grumpy about anything like this before." He says, though I can barely hear him. "It's okay, but you're kinda far away for me to hear you." I say, though I do nothing to allow him to approach. Then, to my surprise, Nathan climbs onto the pee-filled fabric, and maneuvers closer to me so we can talk. His pants are immediately dampened as he sits down on the underwear. "Okay, look, I get that you know it's not normal. I can tell you're doing this to mess with us, more specifically Logan. I'd be willing to join you in messing with him if you're willing to tell me how you pull this stuff off?" Nathan asks. "I'll tell you. But wait until tonight. It's less risky if Logan is asleep so he won't overhear." I say. "So I'll be able to do these things, eh?" Nathan checks. "Yea, you'll have the tools." I guarantee. I suddenly remember that the underwear is still growing, but the bag is somewhere on it, out of my sight. "...but as a bit of an explanation, do you see a bag pf bracelets anywhere?" "Yea, it's on the underwear over there." He points off into the distance "Get it for me, will ya?" I beg. "Will do." He gets up and walks across the expanding underwear. He returns with the bag in hand. "Pass it here and then get of the underwear. Call out if you can once you get off." I explain, and he walks away after giving me the bag. I grab the black bracelet out, and wait for him to say something "I'm off!" I hear him faintly say. I slide the black bracelet on and the underwear returns to being the right size, and I immediately stop peeing. "Woah! How did you do that?" He asks. "I'll explain later. Right now, go change your pants before Logan sees you soaked." I order. "Well, before that, seeing as I'm already pretty wet." A hissing noise starts, and more of his pants become wet as pee runs down them. Once it stops, Nathan walks off like nothing happened.

Just a short story I whipped up because I really like realistic hypnosis but also wish it worked a little bit more like magic. also I'm a huge fan of stories where control is slowly taken away from the subject. no actual omo content right now, but I may continue this story if people like it and want to see what happens next. ------------------------------------------- “Are you comfortable? Good. I need you to lie back and start to relax. You wanted to be hypnotized, right? Well there’s a few things you should know about hypnosis before we begin. First, it’s not magic. I don’t count back from 10 and make you fall asleep, then tell you to act like a chicken while you blindly obey. You won’t really be asleep at all, just relaxing. Like you are now.” Hayden wasn’t a skilled hypnotist by any means. But he had some experience with trancing and had listened to enough hypnosis files that he could attempt to imitate the style. It shouldn’t have been very successful. Joleen had never been hypnotized before. Under ordinary circumstances he would have had a hard time getting her into any kind of trance like state, but he had his special helper with him. Some hypnotists liked to use focus tools, like spirals or metronoes, or pendulums or anything that had a slow, repetitive movement to it. Hayden held in his hand a special coin. About the size of a quarter, it was said to have an enchantment on it, and he knew from experience that it was real. With this coin, he was able to easily put anyone he wanted into a deep hypnotic trance. It wasn’t all-powerful, as he’d learned of some of the coins limitations in his test trials, but it was good enough that he could slowly manipulate people into doing nearly anything he wanted. In order to do so, he did need to at least go through the motions, so to speak. He needed to say some words, it didn’t really matter what, as long as they were words that were meant to guide people down into trance. And with no regard for that person’s individual will or their rapport with Hayden, two things vital in actual trance, he could bring them down. He continued, “That’s right. Continue to relax. I want to relax all of the muscles in your body.” This was a sort of induction he’d heard used many times. He began at the head and started naming body parts one by one, tell Joleen to relax all the way down to her toes, then working back up he let her imagine being washed over by a gentle wave, like a tub of warm water filling up around her body until it nearly covered her head. Just before it reached her head he instructed, “Now I want you to relax one more thing for me, before you’re completely engulfed. I want you to relax… your mind. That’s right, let all your thoughts be washed away. The water filling up over your head, but you don’t need to worry about drowning. Just breathe deeply enough and you’ll be perfectly fine. Let you’re breathing come nice and slow as your thoughts drain away and all that’s left is your subconscious mind, floating in a sea of nothingness. “Now that we’re here, here in this deep state. I want you to imagine going even deeper with me now. So deep, to a place where your mind no longer questions, no longer thinks for itself. A place where there is only the sound of my voice. That’s right, listen to my voice and forget all that has been troubling you. All your daily struggles aren’t important here. Just my voice. Without question you will listen, and you’re just so relaxed. You’re so relaxed that when you hear a suggestion, rather than get worked up over trying to figure out what it means, or trying to decide whether or not it’s something you want to do, you just listen, and you do it. “That’s right, you listen, and you obey. Obey my words because it feels right. Because it’s so easy, so simple to obey. Forget coming here to my home today. Forget all the things you were complaining to me about. Forget even that I suggested putting you into hypnotic trance, to help you forget. You don’t remember where you are. You don’t even remember who you are. Put those memories aside and just listen to my words. You are Joleen. You are a girl who has trouble remembering things. Even simple things like… when you need to go to the bathroom. “That’s right, it can be hard to remember things. Remembering memories can be tricky, but remembering feelings can be even trickier. Uncomfortable feelings, like when your bladder is full. A tightness, just a little painful, when you start the feel the need to pee. The next time you start to feel it you won’t immediately recognize what it is. Your brain will start to think of other things and you’ll just let that pressure build unnoticed. You’ll let it build right up until the point when it’s almost too late, sometimes. And you’ll find yourself rushing to the bathroom suddenly, only just barely making it because that feeling crept up on you. So suddenly, like a thief in the night, you won’t catch it until it’s upon you. “This will continue, and as you’ll find yourself less and less able to hold onto your bladder when it’s full. That’s right, when your bladder starts to fill up, even a little bit, you’re going to want to release it immediately. As part of not remembering, that fullness, that feeling of your bladder being full or filling up, it will be strange and foreign to you. You’re going to want to be rid of that feeling as soon as possible. And so it will be that before you even realize it, you’ll be letting go and your bladder will start to empty. It will be embarrassing, but far better than just letting that strange pressure build, that’s for certain. “Because of this, you’ll be dashing to the bathroom often. You sometimes won’t make it in time, and that’s going to make you very embarrassed. You won’t feel like a big girl when you have an accident, and you’ll need to be comforted by someone you look up to. Someone like me. That’s right, you’ll confide all your bathroom related worries in me. You’ll ask me to help, and I’ll gladly help you along your journey. Just keep relaxing now, you may even start to feel the pressure on your bladder building at this very moment, that’s good. Remember to forget what you would normally do with that feeling, and just let it build until it becomes uncomfortable. And then because it’s uncomfortable remember to make that feeling go away as soon as possible by just relaxing, and letting it all out as soon as you can. I’m going to let you wake up now, and you’ll have no memories of any of this session. When I count upward from 0, you’ll be wide awake, and all my instructions will stay with you in your subconscious mind, but you won’t remember any of my words. Ready? 0… 1… 2… That’s right slightly more awake. 3… 4… 5… Eyes opening. 6.. 7… 8.. 9… feel free to sit up and stretch that sleepy feeling away from yourself. "10. Wide awake now, Joleen. You’re right. Hypnosis is probably dumb and doesn’t work.” “Oh c’mon. I wanna see if you can hypnotize me. I bet you can’t,” Joleen said, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. “Was I lying down just now? That’s weird I feel all lightheaded. Maybe I should get going, it’s pretty late and I’m starting to feel super tired.” “Yeah you’re probably right. I’ll let you get outa here, have a good night.” “Thanks for listening to my problems, maybe you can try your hypnosis thing some other time, you’ve got me all curious about it now.” “Yeah, yeah, next time for sure.” -------------------------------------------------------- Let me know if you want to find out what happens to Joleen and how Hayden will "improve" her life next. Maybe a slow trend toward full on incontinence? Diapers could be involved? I'm thinking of ideas, let me know what you think if you want to read more.

-//-: PROLOGUE :-//- Stefan grasped his wife Leila's hand tightly as she groaned and gritted her teeth, deep in the throes of childbirth. Stefan's hair stuck to his temples and the back of his neck as his queen's cries rang out through the hall. Midwives and nurses were all running about in a tizzy, grabbing cloths and bowls of water. The delivery woman stood in front of Leila, ready to catch the child. "Don't forget to breathe, Your Majesty..." She spoke soothingly, hoping to get the queen under control. A particularly violent contraction ravaged the queen's body, and she cried out in agony, crushing Stefan's hand within her own. "Keep pushing, milady! I can see the head!" Queen Leila pushed even harder, positively groaning with pain. Despite the tension, the midwife smiled. "She's coming, Your Majesty... She's coming." Little by little, the baby began to emerge from Queen Leila's body, helped along by the midwife. As the last fee contractions bore down upon Queen Leila, she screamed, the tension in the room reached a fever pitch. Stefan himself thought he was going to be sick, not to mention his wife was currently crushing the life out of his hand. "SHE'S OUT!" The midwife cried, and everything in the hall went still. The defusing of tension was palpable and unexpected, like the whole hall had let out a sigh it didn't know it was holding. The midwife gingerly held up the baby girl, her tufts of blonde hair gleaming in the firelight., before swaddling the baby in cloth. Stefan himself was so full of joy, his eyes blurred with tears. Queen Leila lay, limp and exhausted, but still smiling tiredly. "Let me hold her... Let me hold my daughter..." She called weakly, and the midwife gently placed the baby into her arms. Leila looked down at her daughter. "Hello, little one...my precious light... My Aurora. Here, meet your father." She kissed the baby's head and handed it to Stefan. Stefan took his daughter into his arms. For a moment, nothing mattered except him and the baby girl in his arms. He hardly believed he could love someone so much that he'd just met, but nevertheless, he did. Suddenly, the mood was broken by a din at the other end of the hall.

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Disclaimer! this is PinkTheDinosaur's story. they have given me permission to post it on here. I do not own it! “SPIDER!” my little sister Annabelle screamed at the top of her lungs. “STOP SCREAMING!” I screamed back at her before running over and killing the damn spider. “Look, just go downstairs and look through some of the stuff down there!” Annabelle was 8 years old and had a very high pitched scream that I absolutely could not stand. So far that had been her 4th time screaming her head off and I would rather clear out this attic myself than to hear her scream near me one more time. Why are we cleaning the attic? Well because we're selling my grandmas house. About 5 months ago my grandma got really sick and died just 2 weeks later. It was a very sad time for us all. Anyway, my mom couldn't afford to keep both our hose and my grandma's house so she decided to get everything out and go through it. Some stuff we are selling, some were giving to goodwill, and some were keeping. My sister was in tears after I yelled at her but what do you expect? A 16-year-old brother can only handle so much screaming. But Annabelle did climb down the ladder leading to the attic crying so it wouldn't be so bad. Mom might be a little mad at me for yelling at her but even she knows how much of a pain it can be to hear my sister scream. I was about to get back to taking stuff down the ladder when I suddenly heard something slam shut. Looking back I could see the door to the attic had closed shut. Shit! I went over and tried to reopen the door but it wouldn't budge. Whoever made it, made it so that it can only be opened from the outside. “Perfect,” I whisper as I pulled out my phone to text my mom. She had a few things to do today so she left the two of us here to clear out the attic. ‘Hi mom, Annabelle’s screaming was getting on my nerves so I sent her downstairs. She must have accidentally knocked the ladder and now I'm stuck up here.’ I texted my mom. ‘Ok, I'm almost done with my shopping and I'll be back in 30 minutes.” she texted me back. great, stuck up here with nothing to do. My grandma doesn't have internet and my phone doesn't have any apps so I'm already bored. Not long after that, I hired the phone ring downstairs. Most likely mom checking on Anna. I take a look over at the boxes still up here and I decided to open a few and see whats inside. Maybe I could find something cool and call dibs on it. the first box had nothing but clothes in it, the next had old photos, and finally the last I checked actually had stuff in it! Most of it was old junk that I wouldn't have any use for. But it was still neat to look at some of it. Then I noticed something, a little pink box. I grabbed it and just looked at it. Out of everything in the box this one looked a little out of place. As I opened it, I let out a small giggle. It was a pink diaper with the word ‘princess’ on the front. On the back was just a large red hart. “Why was this up here?” I asked myself before tossing the diaper and continued to look through my grandma's stuff. But then I heard something, a small rustling sound, was it a rat!? I quickly turn around to see nothing. Then I hear the rustling again and I turned to look at the attic door. But again nothing was there, well except for the diaper. Just then I realized the rustling sound must have been the diaper. but what I didn't realize was it wasn't in the spot I tossed it at. I decided I should actually pick it up and put it back in the box before mom gets back. As I walk over and try to pick it up however the diaper suddenly leaps into the air and clamped onto my face! What the fuck! I immediately start fracking out as I try to pull the diaper off my face when I suddenly fall down. “Ow,” I say as I rub my head and release the diaper is off my face but notice it's trying to make its way into my pants! I immediately grab onto it and tried as hard as I could to pull on it, but It just would not budge! I might be scrawny but I can't be this week! But my hands slip and the diaper went right into my pants. I quickly stand up as I feel the diaper moving around in my underwear! I immediately pull down both my pants and underwear just as the diaper tapes itself onto me and started releasing a thick pink smoke! “What the hell!” I yell out before I start coughing and I close my eyes. With my eyes closed, I didn't see my clothes began to disappear and soon replaced by different clothes. When I finally was able to open my eyes I screamed as I looked down. I now had knee-length socks and black shoes. My pants were gone and I was now wearing a pink frilly skirt that only covered half of the pink diaper. My shirt was replaced with a short-sleeved pink shirt that didn't even cover my bellybutton with a red vest red ribbons over it. And if I had a mirror I would see that my dark hair has turned into a light pink color with a small ow sicking out the side of my head! “W-w-what the…” I said weakly as my body starts shaking slightly. "What the hell was going on here!" I then began pulling at everything, trying as hard as I can to remove any of it! “You can't take me off.” I heard someone say and I immediately jumped and began looking around. “Who said that?” I asked as I saw no one else around me. “I am Pardie,” the voice said again. “Where are you!” I asked. “Look down.” the voice said and when I did all I could see was the diaper. “What do you mean? All I see is the diaper.” I tell the voice. Suddenly the diaper began to swell and get bigger forcing my legs apart! “I am the diaper.” the voice said before deflating back to the original size. (the name pardie is diaper with the letters changed around) “T-this can't be happening,” I say as I really start to freak out. “Ow, but it is princess, and now it's time for you to save your kingdom,” Pardie told me and suddenly the diaper began letting out even more smoke. “NOT AGAIN!” I yelled as I closed my eyes and began coughing again. When the smoke finally subsided and I was finally able to breathe again I opened my eyes to see I was no longer in the attic anymore. “WHAT THE HELL!” I screamed as I began to freak out. “THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING! I was now inside an empty room with only a single window and a door. “Welcome to you castle princess,” Pardie said to me. “IM A BOY NOT A PRINCESS!” I screamed at the diaper and realized I'm losing my mind. There's no way I'm screaming at a talking diaper, or magically been taken somewhere else. “This has to be a dream. Ya, I must have slipped when I was picking up the diaper and hit my head.” I told myself. “You still don't believe this is real?” pardie asked. “Of course not!” I screamed. “Who in their right mind would think diapers could talk!” Suddenly I felt the diaper suddenly get really tight as it began shrinking! At first, it wasn't that bad, hell I figured it would just pop off as soon as it got small enough. But no, it soon felt like there was a vise clamped onto my nuts! Soon I was screaming in pain. “Do you believe this is real now princess?” pardie asked. “YES!” I screamed just wanting the pain to be over and thankfully the diaper went back to normal. “What is going on here?” I asked the diaper as soon as the pain in my crotch went away. “You are here to save your kingdom princess.” pardie told me. “What kingdom?” I asked and suddenly heard screaming coming from outside the window. I immediately ran over to the window and looked outside and my jaw dropped. I was in some sort of tower looking down at a vast beautiful city. But with a closer look, I could see people running around screaming as buildings were lit on fire. Then I saw the case of the fire, a large lion with goat horns was breathing fire! “Princes, it's time for you to save your kingdom,” Pardie told me as I nearly pissed my diaper.

I've been running a 40k interactive for some time now, and while I still fully intend to run the thread, it is very involved on the author's end (Keeping track of many, many things and mechanics.), and so, after replaying Shadowrun Returns: Dragonfall, and reading most of the Shadowrun 4E core books, I've decided to start another, far more fluid piece of interactive fiction. Compared to my other thread, this will not have fully rolled up character sheets, or all that much in terms of mechanics, focusing more on narrative. Before the thread truly begins, I'll give a synopsis of the setting for anybody who is interested in following along, but does not know much about the setting. Shadowrun takes place in what is called "The Sixth World." It is based on our earth, with some important differences. History diverges leading up to the turn of the millennium, and corporations have begun to experience rapid growth, with things like laws granting their property extraterritorial authority, amongst other things. If the continued growth of these corps wasn't quite ominous enough, around the year 2012 two things happened. U.G.E. : Unexplained Genetic Expression. Humans begin to have children with elven and dwarfish features, in the vein of what we'd call fantasy races. Along with Elves and Dwarves starting to crop up, there is a great upheaval as Great Dragons awaken from a long, long slumber... and magic returns to the world in The Awakening. People begin manifesting magical powers and aptitude. To make a long story short, these two major events lead to a MASSIVE shift in society, causing countries to panic, fracture, and lose their grip on the populace, just in time for the Megacorporations to step in. Maps are redrawn, environmental disasters run rampant, nuclear technology begins to fizzle or behave oddly, and society more or less loses its collective shit. Then, Goblinization happens. People of all ages begin to suddenly express genetic traits not unlike U.G.E... Different from U.G.E, the process is excruciatingly painful, and results in Orks and Trolls manifesting as part of what has now been termed 'Metahumanity. Jumping ahead after the initial extreme upheaval and discrimination, things settle as much as they are able, and technology booms, as Megacorps push every sector of research to the bleeding edge, favoring profit over ethics. The Matrix results from the overhaul of the internet, and is a place where people 'jack in' via an implant and control a persona in the digital world. With the state of urban decay and lawlessness, it becomes a meeting ground for all sorts of people working shady and dangerous jobs. Shadowrunners. Fast forward to more recent events. A few decades on, events conspire through AI, terrorist groups, and other shadowy groups... And the Matrix crashes. This is not the first time - The first crash had been caused by a particularly nasty computer virus. The second Matrix crash is nigh-apocalyptic. Communication shuts down almost entirely, and technology has to be redesigned from the ground up. This paved the way for a modern, wireless Matrix. Over nearly everything in an area with Matrix activity, there is Augmented Reality, and AR goggles, implants and contacts, as well as commlinks and datajacks allow people to interact with the digital as if it were physical. Things haven't stayed quiet on the magical even front, however, and as Halley's Comet passes the Earth, another, smaller scale goblinization style event occurs, and metahumans of all sorts are affected at random by odd mutations - Catgirls, people turning into merfolk-mutants, adults that never physically leave their adolescence, and more. Changelings, these mutants are called, and the event is termed S.U.R.G.E - Sudden, Unexplained Recessive Genetic Expression. Now, in the 2070s, in a world changed forever, Shadowrunners are as busy as ever. The world is in a grim state, leaving many opportunities for those who wish to avoid the drudgery of wageslavery, or for those whom have slipped through society's cracks. The question now is, who is our new 'Runner? Please vote for one option from the following lists for character creation. Once the vote is concluded, the next will determine our runner's appearance. Note: I have limited character creation somewhat due to the nature of this thread... Since, for example, an AI would not have a physical body, Drakes are straight up too strong for what I have planned, Nartaki are from a culture unfamiliar to me, and certain metavariants (Minotaurs, Menehune, Xapiri Thepe, Oni, Ogres, Cyclopes, Harumen, Night Ones, Koborukuru or creatures like Naga (Armless snakes with human heads), Centaur (Human upper body on a horse lower body... With a horse's head.), and Sasquatches... aren't all that attractive, and this is intended to be titillating - Ideally in more than the sexual sense, but it'd be silly to avoid sexual content on a fetish forum. HMHVV infection (Vampirism, becoming a Ghoul, etc.) is a possibility, though not at character creation, and not without serious consequences. Metatypes: Human (All 'rounder, the baseline all metatypes are measured against. Lucky, compared to other metatypes.) Elf (Quick, charismatic, lean, taller than humans, beautiful, superior night vision), Variants: Dryad (Linked with nature and 'allergic' to pollution. Limited photosynthesis through patches of skin, shorter than average elves, project a natural glamour of grace, innocence, charisma and beauty.), Wakyambi (African metavariant, extremely tall and lean, matching or beating trolls in height, move with extreme grace.) Dwarf (Stout, short, strong willed. Less like fantasy dwarves, more like people with dwarfism. Vision into the infrared spectrum, resilience against pathogens and toxins), Variant: Gnome (No pubic hair, petite build inherent magical resistance, neotenous [Meaning that they appear adolescent indefinitely once they come of age. Would make our character Look like a Loli, with all the ageism that brings.]. Ork (Muscular, tend to be broad shouldered, Frequently discriminated against, have small tusks or jagged teeth. Superior night vision.), Variants: Hobgoblin (Lankier, more wiry than the average Ork, sharper features, sharp teeth, more predisposed to aggression, less body hair than the average ork.), Satyr (Goat legs and hooves, humanoid torso and pelvis, small horns, slender build.) Troll (Built like a brick shithouse. Vision into the infrared spectrum. Tallest metahumans, with proportionally longer arms, tusks or jagged teeth, bony armored plates all around the body. Frequently discriminated against, considered dangerous by most, stupid by others. (Though there is zero evidence supporting the latter of such claims.), Variants: Giant (Leathery skin, 9ft tall on average, human proportions, no horns or dermal deposits.), Fomori (No dermal deposits, smaller than average trolls, stronger than average trolls, high incidence of magical talent.) Non-Metahuman Sapients: Pixie (Tiny nonhuman sapient, average height around a foot and a half tall, with a wingspan two thirds their height. Appear otherwise as miniature elves of various ethnicity. Disappear when they die, and are inherently magical, can astrally percieve at will, may conceal themselves at will.) Free Spirit (Magical spirits that have taken physical form and wish to remain in the physical world. Can take many different physical forms, open mimicking metahuman features. Cannot use cyberware, biowere, geneware, nanoware.)

She had only just arrived at this academy a couple of days ago but was still getting used to it. For this was a place where up and coming girls were trained in the arts of magic and skills to become magical girls. Or warriors in there own right the building before this young girl was a five story building made out of white stone and marble and had. Stained class windows, rose bushes along the front of the building on each side. Each floor inside had a basic function ranging from classrooms, facalty areas, comman rooms, housing which was on the fifth floor. Where the girls would be staying at outside the school was the training grounds where each girl when in class trained. She made her way up the steps once again and entered into the building following a small map in her hands, That lead her back to her room upon the fifth floor. Kotori has long blonde hair. The long golden locks had been carefully and expertly formed into tight ringlets, a tedious process that only the nobility had any time for. From out of the mane a pair of long, tapered ears rose, Each ear had been pierced dozens of times up and down its length and was covered with small, expensive jewels, mostly diamonds and sapphires. Her gently slanted, almond shaped eyes were a piercing blue more deep than any ocean and more shimmering than the sky on its clearest day, both were crowned by long dark lashes and delicately arched brows. Her face had a noble, uncannily beautiful appearance, free of baby fat but retaining a youthful, innocent look. Her nose was delicate and small, her jawline smooth and perfect. Her lips were extremely full and pouty, painted a deep, shiny red that contrasted beautifully with her flawless pale skin and her eyelids had been lightly dusted with the subtlest of blue paints. The outfit Kotori was wearing this day was a revealing black tanktop piece with a blue belt below her breast and a big blue bow at her collar with a diamond shaped gem in the center. The skirt is dark blue/black and pleat styled, with very thin white lines along the bottom and light blue coloring between each pleat and a black belt. Black boots that reached up to mid knee length She had finished climbing the steps and entered into her room which was numbered. "101" Two beds in the room and Kotori had picked the left side of the room where her stuff was currently located since she was still busy getting unpacked.

View File JAV-SDDE-640 - Magic Pussy Squirting and Peeing Ok, so this is one of those off-the-wall JAV's that is both hilarious and strangely sexy, IMHO. Here's the premise: A student orders a magic pussy, for lack of a better word, and how it works is you put a little bit of a girls DNA (usually her hair) into the little rubber thing, and it turns into a model of here vulva. You can then touch and play with it to your heart's content, but.... whatever you do to the magic pussy, the girl feels! So of your you know the main character is going to use this in all facets of his life. He fingers his step sister through the wall, brings his teacher to a squirty climax in the middle of class. Fingers his classmate remotely until she pisses herself in the middle of class... He even makes two girls engage in some sapphic play by pressing two magic pussies together. When he gets the girls to squirt or wet themselves, liquid pours out of the magic pussy as well. This is a hilarious and sexy adventure! Enjoy! Rach Submitter rachelkirwan Submitted 01/12/2024 Category JAV Collections  

I'm looking for an Omo story posted on this site that had a female protagonist use magic to fight off monsters(?) in a fantasy/medieval setting. Instead of a regular mana pool, everytime she used magic, her bladder would fill up. I think it also filled her bowels too? I think one of the scenes had the protagonist fight off something in some sort of sewers or underground area, with a few other characters. I think she lets one of the characters know how her magic works, since she's desperate but she has to continue fighting. Please let me know if you find it!

This is the first real story I've written outside of school, but I think I'm pretty good at writing so please be brutal with any criticisms to bring my ego down to the correct level. Wendy's Dorm Room - 7:00 AM Wendy woke up to a familiar, yet still disappointing feeling. She pulled away her sheets and looked down at her legs to confirm. Sure enough, there was a large dark spot on the sheets centered on a similar one on the crotch of her otherwise light grey pajama pants. Wendy had wet the bed again. She sighed as she got out of bed to clean up. As she peeled off her wet panties, she glanced over to the corner in her closet that hid a small plastic package labeled "Goodnites." Her parents had managed to convince her to bring them to college, but she only wet once or twice a month, and felt that the protection they would provide on those nights wasn't worth feeling like a baby on all of the others. While Wendy didn't derive any positive emotions from wetting the bed, there was one upside to the situation, which was that she was able to get one of the coveted few "single rooms." Most freshmen were required to have a roommate, but all it took was a doctor's note and a few embarrassing conversations with various school faculty and Wendy was able to live by herself in a dorm room that had its own small bathroom. This was great for Wendy not only for the obvious reasons, but also because it gave her the privacy required to do what she does best. She pulled out a small, intricately carved wooden stick and pointed it at the wet pile of clothes and sheets on her bed. After uttering a few words in a language she only vaguely understands, Wendy flicked her wrist and the pile of dirty laundry no longer fit that description. Her now-exposed thighs, however, were still damp and a bit sticky, so she stepped in the shower to clean up. It was only then that Wendy realized just how frustrated she was with herself. "I'm in college now," she thought to herself, "why don't I have more control over my own body?" She let the water run down her naked body as she thought about what, if anything, she could do about this. The obvious solution was one that she had thought of many times before. In fact, it was what came to mind first whenever she had any problem whatsoever: magic. However, the number of spells she had access to was limited. She had already read through all of them even tangentially related to bladder control, and none of them were even close to what she needed. With that thought, she should have probably moved on to more mundane solutions, but something seemed to be stuck in the back of her mind. Due to the many visits to the doctor she had previously gone on, Wendy was intimately aware that part of the problem was the size and strength of her bladder. If she could fix that, her problem should go away. The issue is that spells that modify the human body are strictly forbidden for wizards under a certain age, due to the extreme complications that could arise (and had arisen many times before). Wendy, however, happened to know where her family kept the age-restricted spell books, and was just irritated enough to try something risky. That night, when her parents were asleep, she would finally stop her bedwetting for good. The Study - 11:49 PM Wendy cast a spell and stepped through her bathroom door into her father's study. Shelves of books lined the walls, but she didn't bother to glance at most of them; she knew where her target was. On the top of a shelf at the far end of the room sat a book mislabeled "Archeology for Dummies." Previous instances of snooping in this room had made her fully aware, however, that this book actually contained spells designed to modify human anatomy temporarily or permanently. It was entirely written in the same confusing, unintuitive language that spells were composed of, so finding the right spell would take some decoding. Around 30 minutes later, she had combed the table of contents enough to find a spell that just might work. It said something about making a single part of your body be "the same" as someone else's. Surely, all she had to do was pick someone with a stronger bladder, and she would be golden. Her best friend Kate seemed like a good fit. They were a similar height and weight, and Kate needed to use the bathroom much less frequently than Wendy. Wendy memorized the spell and started to put the book back on the shelf. "Wait," she thought to herself, "if I'm going to involve Kate in this, I need to make sure there's no way of it hurting her." She opened the book back up and checked a few things. After a few careful rereads and looking up some words, Wendy assured herself that the spell would only physically affect herself and that there wasn't a way for it to kill either of them. Content with that clarification, Wendy stepped through the bathroom door back to where it normally leads. She went to the bathroom, clearing out her bladder before what she had begun to think of as "the operation." She took off all of her clothes and stepped into the shower. Sometimes these things can get messy. With her wand pointed just below her belly button, she recited the spell while including "bladder," and Kate's full name in the appropriate spots. When the spell was finished, Wendy could feel a strange pressure in her body as her bladder started to change shape. She jumped a bit as a small squirt of pee forced its way out of her and splatted onto the shower floor. After a few seconds, however, she started to feel normal. "I hope that means it worked," she thought as she stepped out of the shower and got ready for bed. Wendy's Dorm Room - 7:00 AM - The Next Day Wendy woke up to a comfortable, dry bed and hoped that it wasn't just a coincidence. "I guess it might be a while before I know for sure," she thought to herself as she got up to go to the bathroom. She slid her panties off of her legs and sat down on the toilet. She started to pee as normal, but it felt slightly off. Even though the amount was the same, it almost felt like she was peeing twice at the same time. Maybe it was just her increased bladder capacity, or maybe she was simply overthinking things. Wendy wiped herself and started to change so she could get to class. Classroom 146 - 10:24 AM The day went by as it normally does for the most part, which was a good sign. Wendy sat in her introductory graphic design class, only half-listening to the lecture on color theory as she doodled idly in her notebook. "...the colors get warmer as...," the professor said as she realized her legs were also getting warmer. Horrified, she glanced down while trying not to draw attention to herself and tried to stop the flow. Unfortunately, there was nothing she could do as warm urine spread out from between her legs. It soaked through the back of the navy-blue skirt that made up the bottom half of her school uniform and pooled into a puddle on her chair. It kept going, creeping down the chair leg and onto the floor by the time her bladder had finally emptied itself. Wendy didn't know what to do. She hadn't even needed to pee that badly. She felt the entire contents of her bladder soaking against her skin and had to hold back the urge to cry. Luckily, no one seemed to notice, so she sat in her chair, her face burning red as she waited for everyone else to leave. Eventually, everyone did leave, except for the professor. He would be staying in this room until his next class, and Wendy would have to walk right past him having clearly just peed all over herself. He looked to see why one of his students was still in their chair, and Wendy could tell from the empathetic concern on his face that he had noticed the mess. "I'll clean this up," she started to stutter, but he told her that a custodian would take care of it. Her face somehow turning even redder than before, she stumbled out of the classroom and into the bathroom to clean up. Then, as her thoughts finally had a chance to clear, an important one came into her mind: "Either Kate's bladder is a lot weaker than I thought it was, or I screwed up that spell." Kate's Dorm Room - 8:00 AM - Earlier that same day Kate woke up to an entirely unfamiliar feeling, one she had felt before but long forgotten about. She pulled away her sheets and looked down to see what it was. There was a large dark spot on her sheets centered on a similar one on the crotch of her otherwise light pink panties. Kate had wet the bed for the first time since she was potty trained. She reached down between her legs and felt the moistness that confirmed it. Her roommate's bed was empty, and she desperately hoped that she hadn't seen what transpired in the night. She got out of bed and removed her sheets so she could wash them. Hallway - 10:23 AM As Kate was walking back from her second class, she was still thinking about what had happened that morning. It wasn't like she had been drinking or anything. Was she sick? She didn't feel sick, but just in case, she decided to go to the bathroom now, in case it would sneak up on her. She pulled down her skirt and panties and started to pee. "Yep, I think there's something wrong," she thought. It felt different from normal, in a way she couldn't quite place. It was almost as if she was peeing twice at the same time. "Wait, that doesn't even make any sense. I'm probably just overthinking things." Not too long after, she got a call from her best friend, Wendy. Kate frowned. Nine times out of ten, if Wendy was calling her in the middle of the school day, it was because she fucked up a spell. She had told Kate about the whole magic thing a while back, and frankly, sometimes it seemed like only negative things had come from it. Kate answered the phone and listened to the voice of a Wendy who had possibly just been crying. "Hey Kate, I think I messed up." Wendy explained the entire situation, and just as Kate was making the mental note that it was now ten times out of eleven, she realized something. "I think I know what is going on, can you meet me in the bad bathroom?" Bad Bathroom - 10:40 AM Wendy had completely understood what Kate meant by the "bad bathroom." It was the one bathroom on campus that barely ever had anybody in it because of how gross and allegedly haunted it was. The "haunted" rumor was made up and reinforced by Wendy, who had cast a few spells to ensure she could have a space in the classroom building that nobody would walk in on. The bathroom had two stalls, which was all Kate apparently needed to test her hypothesis. "Just sit on the toilet in that stall and don't do anything." Wendy did as she was told and pulled down her still damp skirt. A few seconds later, a small jet of pee burst out of her without warning. Curiously, the sound it made when it hit the toilet was also coming from the stall that Kate was in. "I've figured it out," she said over the wall of the stall, "we're sharing the same bladder!" Parking Lot - 2:00 PM - 2 Days later As Wendy waited with Kate and the rest of the volleyball team for the bus to show up, she thought about her bladder. She had managed to coordinate going to the bathroom with Kate via text to avoid any further accidents while she tried to find a solution. All she had found so far was how to change whose bladder she was sharing, but frankly that wouldn't really help her much. The bus finally showed up and she sat down next to Kate. It would be a long ride to the game, and the stress was already starting to make her think she needed to pee again. It took about an hour for her to realize that thought was definitely correct, and she asked if they would be able to stop to use the restroom. "We've got a stop in about 30 miles" the bus driver responded. She was content with that answer. She wasn't too desperate yet. Half an hour later, the bus stopped at a gas station and everyone got out. "Make sure to use the bathroom if you need to," the coach said, "There isn't anywhere to stop after this besides our destination." Wendy and Kate didn't need to be told to go; they were the first ones off of the bus. Their faces sunk as they stepped inside the gas station and realized something: there was only one toilet. If one of them went, the other would be wetting themselves, and it wouldn't be worth the rumors that would start if they both went in at the same time. They both stepped aside, as if they hadn't needed to use the bathroom after all, and they tried to figure something out. By the time Wendy determined she would be willing to sneak out back and crouch down, it was already too late. Everyone else was getting back on the bus. The urge to pee grew as each minute passed. She realized there was too much time left in the trip to make it when her bladder started hurting. She squirmed in her seat and looked over to Kate making very similar motions. For a split second, her bladder released and a small wet patch appeared on her underwear. Kate appeared to jump a bit and turned to look at her, concerned and desperate. Wendy's mind raced as she thought of how she could get out of this. She felt so guilty for subjecting Kate to this, and her mind turned towards ways she could even just spare her the embarrassment. "I could sit on her lap," she thought "and then it might look like all of the pee was mine." No, that was a bit too ridiculous. "But what about something even more ridiculous?" Wendy looked over to Kate. "Cover me," she said as she slid down into the area in front of her seat. Kate, wondering what she was up to, held up the blanket she had on her legs to cover any line of sight the other passengers had to her. Wendy then pulled out her wand and said some words Kate didn't recognize. Well, maybe she did recognize a few words; one of them sounded like "bus." Wendy sat back up in her seat as she felt her bladder shift in the same way it had a few days before, and that was enough to release the floodgates. She closed her eyes and moaned slightly as a steady stream soaked through her volleyball shorts and onto the seat of the bus. She heard Kate's concerned squeal as the same thing happened to her. She felt confident that she had reduced Kate's embarrassment, however, because a gush of pee was coming from the crotches of everyone on the bus. A few moans, sighs, and startled yelps came from the various passengers as puddles of pee pooled onto the seats and its scent filled the bus. The streams slowed as Wendy regained control over her bladder, and an awkward silence filled the piss-soaked bus. Eventually they made it to the school of the team they would be playing against, and they all shuffled through the halls of the rival school towards the bathroom as a few members of the other team turned to each other stifling laughs. Wendy felt justifiably embarrassed, but also slightly proud. Now was no way anyone on the team would tell the school that she and Kate had pissed their pants.

“It’s nice to finally come over and take a load off after such a long week.” Minato Aqua took her shoes off and stretched her limbs in all directions. “Can you believe it Shion? They actually expect me to do maid stuff like cleaning the dishes and mopping the floor! I can’t do that! I’m a gamer maid!” “I don’t know, I feel like the title of ‘maid’ probably has something to do with it. People tend to do more in life than just play Apex, you know?” Murasaki Shion giggled to herself as she scanned her best friend from head to toe. She had invited the cotton candy-haired girl over for the weekend under the guise of being “a weekend for the girls.” However, the petite witch had much more devilish things planned. She had been browsing her spell books for new and inventive ways to prank others, but the one she found last week took the cake. “There’s no way I could turn down the ability to trap her in a diaper. She’d look way too cute! Plus, it’d give me a little leverage over her for a while,” Shion thought to herself as her giggle morphed into laughter. “What’s so funny?” Aqua pouted. “I don’t think that my profession is that humorous!” “I suppose you’re right,” Shion replied. “Btw, wanna get into some new clothes? I doubt you wanna wear that maid outfit all weekend.” She grabbed Aqua out of her seat and stood her up in front of her. “Yeah, that’d be nice. You told me not to bring any clothes though. What am I gonna wear?” “Don’t worry about that. I learned a new spell that can change a person’s clothes to whatever they want!” The bratty girl tried her best not to laugh at her blatant lie as the other girl beamed with excitement. “Really?! That’s so cool! You’d never have to buy clothes again! I guess your magic is useful for something after all,” Aqua joked before extending her arms outwards. “What are you waiting for? Light me up!” “Sure thing, baby girl.” Shion mumbled the last part of her sentence as she waved her wand and prepared to cast the spell. Normally she’d need to be touching the subject for these kinds of spells, but this one was based off of line of sight, making it easy to target the girl standing eagerly in front of her. Taking a deep breath and channeling her energy, she uttered, “Infantilia Morphessia.” A bright light emitted from Shion’s wand, blinding both girls momentarily, causing them to close their eyes. Shion was first to open them, however, as she was greeted with the sight of her success. Aqua was devoid of all clothes, save a large, poofy paper diaper. “Shion, what happened? I feel- AIIIIIHHHHHHHH!” The maid cut herself off as her eyes opened and she looked downwards, revealing her embarrassing state of dress. “HAHAHAHA, it worked!” Shion laughed as Aqua screamed in her own humiliation. However, it wasn’t very soon until the witch noticed a soft and crumply object between her own legs. “Huh?! No way!” Shion looked down at herself to reveal she had ended up cursing herself as well. “B-but how?” Shion looked around in a panicked state before her eyes grew three sizes. Slightly behind Aqua’s right-hand side was a full body mirror, of which Shion could see herself clearly. “No, no, no, this can’t be happening!” “Ughhhh, why won’t it come off?!” The other girl was not on the ground, desperately trying with all her might to pull or rip the infantile padding off her, but the garment resisted every attempt as if it were magic. “Shion, what did you do?” “Shit, it wasn’t supposed to happen like this,” the silver-haired girl cursed, facing her friend with a grimace on her face. “We’re trapped in these until I can find a way out.” “WHAT?!” Aqua got on her knees and grabbed Shion by her waist. “What do you mean?” “Only you were supposed to be hit by the spell, and I was gonna baby you for the weekend. The diapers can only be taken off by someone who isn’t cursed. But, since I got myself too, neither of us can take the diapers off of ourselves or each other.” “You’re kidding me. What now then? You don’t expect us to just sit here and use this diaper, do you?” “Just give me some time, I’m gonna figure something out.” With that, Shion buried herself in her spell book. “Well hurry up. I… have to pee…” Aqua shifted her legs a little at the end of her statement. Shion scowled, feeling a twinge in her own bladder as well. “HURRY UP!” “I’m trying!” Shion snapped back. It had been an hour, and both girls were now bouncing back-and-forth, doing their own potty dances as they desperately tried to hold their pee. The witch-girl had it worse, having to deal with finding a way to undo the spell, Aqua’s rambling, and her bladder all at the same time. “Ah, there it is!” She had finally found a spell that could work. The wording was unclear, but it seemed to be a “spell of sharing”. She didn’t quite get it, but it sounded like she could take her own curse and push it onto Aqua. “Do it already then!” Aqua was bouncing so much it looked almost like an idol step. “Of course,” Shion said with a smirk. This time, the spell was just one word. Grabbing her wand again, Shion incanted another spell. “Synegendo.” “Whoa!” Aqua yelped. The room filled with another flash of white, and before long both girls opened their eyes. This time, however, vision wasn’t needed to know what happened, as they could feel the body heat of another firmly pressed against their fronts. “WHAAAAAAAAT?” Both girls screamed. The spell had done the worst thing possible. Where the duo had originally been wearing their own diapers, they now found their waists were tightly bound together, entrapped together in one large, singular diaper. “Get off of me!” Aqua demanded, pulling desperately at the garment that now conjoined them. “I-I can’t! We’re stuck together!” The girls’ crotched were so firmly smashed together that they could feel each other’s pubic hair grazing the other’s vagina. Before they could comment further on their discomfort, they were reminded of a feeling that was now ripping its control from the girls’ bodies. “No, I can’t hold it!” “Shit me neither!” “I’M PEEING!” Both girls wailed as their urine started to jet out of their pussies and into the waiting padding. The duo could do nothing but hold each other as their crotches were cascaded with one another’s pee, humiliation burning holes through their faces as the begged for it to end. After multiple minutes, their streams turned into trickles, then into drops. The middle part of their shared diaper sagged greatly under the burden of two desperate women’s urine. “S-Shion… I feel so gross.” “I know… Me too…” The girls were gently sobbing on each other’s shoulders, nearly exhausted from the recent events. But that didn’t stop the spell from doing it’s magic any less. After a small reprieve, the short girls felt a pressure build at their anuses. “W-what?! Why did it suddenly get so strong?!” An epiphany hit Shion. “No way…” “Shion, I-I gotta…” “I know. It’s the spell, I think.” Shion let out a curse before continuing, “I think the last spell made us share each other’s spell effects.” “But… what does that have to do with anything?” the maid said, simultaneously squirming to hold the pressure in her bowels while trying not to mash her now soaked vagina against Shion’s. “To be honest, making us naked and putting us in diapers isn’t the only thing the first spell was supposed to do.” A blush formed on the witch’s face before she continued. “It also is supposed to increase the urge to use the bathroom. And because the second spell made us share each other’s spell on top of our own, I think we’re now experiencing the increased urge twofold.” “You… you mean…” Aqua stammered her speech, scared of the implications. “Yes,” Shion exhaled. “I imagine we’re only gonna be able to hold it for a few minutes before we… poop ourselves…” “I see…” No words were exchanged after that. Minutes passed, and as foretold, Aqua grunted softly as her anus gave out, allowing her poop to slide out effortlessly into her side of their shared diaper, bulging out the material with semi-soft goop. Shion didn’t last much longer. She grabbed the maid’s shoulders as she braced herself for the coming incontinence. Several hard logs of poop forced their way out of her behind, coiling on top of on another to make an even more pronounced bulge in her side of the diaper. As they defected in their underwear, their floodgates opened again, causing them to drench each other’s crotches yet again in pee. After many minutes of combined grunting and pushing, the duo’s diaper became fully used, and both girls were finally relieved. Their combined effort and close body heat only made things awkward, however, as sweat pooled all over their bodies and down their diaper as well, sweating so much that they could start to feel their breasts stick together. “We need to call someone, unless you wanna be stuck in a dirty diaper together all day,” Shion said between breaths. “Yeah. Let’s call Choco. She’s a nurse, so she has to keep this confidential, right?” “Good idea. Also, let’s get on the floor before my legs give out and I do something we both regret.” Aqua nodded, and both girls managed to ease themselves into a sitting position on the ground, the duo cringing as they felt their collective piss and shit push up against their bare bottoms and practically smooching crotches. As Aqua dialed up Choco, Shion thought to herself, “This is gonna be the longest wait of my life.” In an hour, Yuzuki Choco entered Shion’s apartment to be greeted by two girls lying on their side, sharing a heavily used diaper. The sight would’ve been appalling if she wasn’t told beforehand, but the demon couldn’t help but burst out laughing at her genmates’ predicament. “Don’t laugh. It’s not funny!” Aqua pouted, squirming lightly as the mess she was in started to get uncomfortable. “Just please, get us out of this mess!” Shion begged, feeling the beginning of a diaper rash developing on her nether regions. “Oh don’t worry girls, I’m gonna get you out in a minute.” Choco pulled out her smartphone and took a series of photos of the humiliated duo, making their eyes turn into tiny marbles. “C-C-Choco, w-what are you gonna do with those?” Fear deteriorated Shion’s ability to speak as the nurse kept taking pictures. “Oh, nothing. Just some material to ensure you two stay obedient while I baby you for the weekend.” The girls’ hearts fell. “But I thought nurses were supposed to be confidential!” Aqua rebutted. “In cases of health, yes. Not in cases of stupidity.” Choco put down the large bag she had been carrying and pulled out two adult diapers from it. “Now, are Mommy’s little girls ready for their first change of the weekend?” “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”

Faylee open her eyes. She slowly sits up, she's right now on the ground. She looks around, and there is a lot of people laying on the ground sleeping, but most of them wakes up at the same time as she does. All of them are in a tight fitting white shirt and clear gray leggings. Boys P's and girls slit and breasts are not hidden by the clothes, they are even more alluring or appealing that they would in common clothes. There is also some boys that have a cunt and some girls that have a P too, of course, and in fact some of the beings aren't boy or girl even, but they are still here and in tight clothes, nonetheless. "Hello, what's your name?" A blond girl near her asks. "I'm Faylee. And you?" She replies. "I'm Akira." She answers. "Do you know why we are here for?" "No. But it is really scary tho." Faylee replies, trying to tie correctly her wandering red hairs. Suddenly a door opens, in two parts like in a spaceship lock or something, it looks futuristic and modern. Some figures in armored suits like space soldiers of some sort walks, and the one of the five that are here wears unlike the others that are white, a black helmet that looks terrifying, but at the same time it looks like a black hole, not invisible but really deforming the light coming behind it and looking like a bulb, an effect that don't seems out of context with the soldiers and the door, altho the people are truly scared of it. The time passes slowly, the soldiers watch the people's surprise and fearfulness. "What are we here for?" Someone tries to shout at them. The soldiers look right a him, it's a black plumb guy, in a nerdy shirt. "You don't have the scoring to get that reply for now." A shady voice replies inside the black helmet, in deformed and shatter robotic tone. The silence gets back and scares them all. "What are we going to do?" Faylee subtly asks to Akira. "I guess they would have killed us if they wanted to." She thinks out loud. They look at the soldiers again. "Would you hurt us?" Akira shouts. "That is not the objective of the program." The dark voice replies. "You don't have right to do a thing with us! Bunch of crooks, it is outlawed anything of what you have done to us by far already!" Someone else disproves and gets angry. The hidden figure brings a wand from their back, and point it at the young woman, and the next instant, she is magically lifted up and brought close to the soldiers, then the black helmet does a movement with their arm to put her back on her feet. The crowd is scared of what is going to happen to her. "You have deserved a punishment." The darklord says. "No I'm sorry I-" She panics. The second after the voice spoke they point on her their wand again, a ray sound is hearable, and suddenly her gray leggings starts to get wet from her crotch, her legs get small wet stripes from her private parts and the patch grows more and more. It stop soons after it started, but just enough for everyone of the crowd to have seen what she done. The woman looks down, still unsure about her senses, but she felt it right, her thighs are wet, she gone herself, when everyone is staring a her. She becomes red and feels incredibly humiliated, and starts crying like a kid. Every people are quiet, they have been scared of what could happen to her, then they are comforted that she is okay, but they really wouldn't like to be at her place right now. "I-" She cries, someone in the crowd do like a wow sound or something then she gets angry a bit. "It's not me!! I'm toilet trained!!!" She blushes, and turn at the soldiers. "That is ugly!!" She adds, speaking about what she had been made done. "I wouldn't had thought you would ask for more smites." The dark helmet says. They point on her their wand once more, and a ray sound is hearable. "Your pelvic muscles fitness have been reduced by 50%." The voice adds. "No, please! I'm sorry!! I don't mean it!!!" She cries. The black helmet use their wand to lift the woman and place back where she were. After a little silence, no one interfere with the scene, and the dark helmet takes the voice again. "You are all here for a reason. You can't know why yet. But an advice I would told to you is that you better comply, unless you wanna be humiliated like her." The dark voice explains. The dark helmet strikes the ground with their wand and all people's clothes disappear in a instant. Everyone covers their private parts, altho some don't care at all. Then they do again, and everyone's clothes are back again. The woman that have been punish still have her wet leggings, so the clothes are the same changed. Faylee and Akira didn't had time to look at themselves, otherwise they would be quite red by now. "This is only dusts of what I am capable to do. If you're wandering about your consent, well now you may ask yourself why you accepted already. Some of you received a strange mail. Some a letter. Some a direct well-clear-to-be-read contract, and aren't unhappy to be here. But you all agreed to be. Everything that will or could happen here were not hidden. But like everyone you just don't care about terms and conditions of use. So what ever product you drank or eaten, your felt asleep and your position was shown to us by a plotter, you have consumed the contract and now everything is going to be done. You will know why. But after the program." Everyone feels stupid. They may should have be more cautious of what they are doing with products and stuff. Faylee is scared to provoke the soldiers, but she burns to have more precisions. "But what if we don't complain in long term? I mean I will submit myself of course but if I had made a friend here and they happen to be bad behaving would they be hurt?" She asks. The dark helmet draws their wand right at her, but nothing happens actually. She feels like the dark helmet is opening her mind like we open a book, to see if she is honest, but the spacesoldier only finds in her genuine curiosity and fearness. "The traits of your soul are not mixable with these kind of people anyways. Don't worry Faylee, you will be certainly one of the less scoundrels." She sighs quietly in relief that nothing bad happen for her, and mostly not surprised that they know her name already. Akira looks at her, and she hugs her. "Thank you." She says after receiving the sweet hug. "I really needed this, it is really scary." "Let's stay friends okay? It would be better for us." She answer. Faylee nods yes. Then they focus on the space suits again. "Now we need you to make separated groups. Those who thinks they are fit and can fight well, you go with Mars." The dark voice order. A soldier with a sword on their bust walks sparse from the rest of the soldiers. Some people shyly walks and emerge around them, close to the soldier. "Those who thinks they are good merchants and traders, you go with Hermes." The dark helmet continues. A soldier with a flower on their chest form a group with some of the crowd. Faylee and Akira glance at eachother, but they read in their eyes they won't go there too. "Those who thinks they are smart, you go with Athena." The process repeats, a group of people form a team with a soldier, this one have a tower icon. Faylee looks at Akira, and she knows she's that type, but she wouldn't like to be separated from her new friend. She looks at her a bit sad and sorry. "It's nice! I'm smart too!" Akira smiles at her at her surprise. "What really?" Faylee asks. "Yes. Why? I don't look like a nerd, huh?" She smirks. Faylee blushes, and Akira giggles. They get to the group of people in front of the strategy solider. "Those who likes to create and produce weapons, you go with Hephaestus." The dark voice ends. The last soldier have a hammer on their chest. The four groups start to walks following the corresponding space soldier, and our two friends do the same and stay in the movement. "Don't ever forget I see everything, I feel everything, I hear everything, and I know everything. You better not try to lie to me in anyway. The punishment of your dues will be tremendous." They warn the crowd. After a walking, Faylee and Akira finds themselves in a office area filled with desks. The solder let them here, and close the door, then they sit on a chair in a survey room, that have a glass that show everything happens in the office room. The soldier press a button, and a counter appears on a screen, with red digital number on a black plane. Aside of it there is the sentence "Time before bathroom break:" and the time is 1:59:58 and lowering, means there is two hours before a break, which leads to meaning that they can't leave the room before the time is finished. The computers of the desks turn on, and some colors appears. "Well, I hope you won't need to go too soon then!" Akira says a bit afraid. "I know I will." "No it's okay, maybe we can be fast and finish before the time is up. They will certainly let us a free time after that." She wanders. "I hope so, you're making me having expectations, let's think you said right..." She confess. They come by the desk and look at the computer's screens, there is a game with soldiers and alien giant spiderish-scarabs, attacking a base and some troops. Faylee, strongly attracted to that type of games, grabs the chair and sit in front of an office, eager to know what the space people wants from them. She get her hand on the mouse and the keyboard, and with the arrows she slides the camera around the map. Akira sits, a bit reluctant, not specially attracted to games in general and even more hard games like RTS where only the meta of the game is important and she can't construct enough economy buildings like a city builder she would prefer. They look around the map, and see there is two sides, crossed by a river, the further side of the map is mountainous and the closer is desertic, when they zoom in they can see the tiny units and the huge size of the game. "What do we have to do?" Akira asks. "I don't understand a thing." "Find the base and produce units." Faylee replies. "How to even do that?" She asks clueless. "Press shift." She answer. Akira press a tile of the keyboard and a cyan/light blue base is now at the center of the screen and a spaceship flying over it. Faylee on her side, finds that on the edge of the screen there is a counter of roughly 2 hours 30 minutes with the name of "The Hive Anger", lowering slowly, and nearby there is names of players. "Computer 1", "Computer 2", all that up to the 8 desks there is in the place. She controls herself navy blue units, and that they are all in the same team. "Okay I know what game it is like, it looks quite original to me but the UI is inspiring me confidence, the game looks like Zero-k and Airmech Strike, I know exactly what to do to win." She explains. "Alright, let's try that. I would not like to end like the girl that wet her leggings." She says. "I don't think we would be punish if we lose, but we can't know, still a great idea to try our best." She explains. She select her leader and see its UI, like many games she knows, there is actions, but also the leader can construct on its own. She place a light archer aside of her command center, and after a few seconds, the archer tower is finished. If she would describe it looks a bit like a medieval setup, players start from hunter-gatherers to spacesuited infantry, with archers, tanks, all stuff of human's history. She look at the resources and the fast movements her leader does when she input on her keyboard, and she understand the game is a clever mix between small tactical skirmish battles and global ordering of gigantic armies. "What do I do?" Akira asks. "When you press shift you switch from RTS view to hero-centered camera, you can order units to follow you and get with them to the battlefields." She explains. She grabs a few group of units and get with them exploring the area, but soon enough she see the tanks and rovers are slowed by the sand in the desertic area she comes across. She decides to try to avoid it and follow along the river. She finds the base of AVA on the bridge of the river, a central AI that is colored in red, made of futuristic robots, and is defending itself against aliens. "I request help on sector F5!" The AI send in the chat. After some minutes she finds out that the AI have been made to have pre done messages, when she hits ctrl, a fast call wheel system appears, with that she can ask for defense, help, attack, supply, and everything needed for cooperation. On the top of the User Interface there is the global battle progress, and since they started playing the game it got from 44-56 to 37-63. There is also when she wander her cursor on the bar a strong description of the battle status: numbers of units price used, lost, destroyed, every detail is there. The numbers says she have done 39% of her team's war effort, AVA is 43% and the rest of the 7 others share the 18 lasting percentage, most of them around 2.5 and Akira at 3. She can't stand the pressure of the frontline alone with AVA anymore, and she gets up. "Okay everyone I know how to win this! Just listen to me and we can still win this battle!" She shout. "Why would you know better than me? You're a girl!" A nerdy guy with dirty hairs says. "Well look at my K/D then." She smiles. "You can be sexist if you want, but anyways you're pathetic at the game. So shut your mouth." She zoom out and look at the map. "We need to gather more pressure at the front line via the road. Someone can take initiative to build boats and someone else make more ranged units, so we can stay back a bit, I won't hold much longer alone here." She orders. She can click a key and draws on the map, the plans of her actions. She gets back to her base, and when she select her units, she is amazed. They can hold multiple items in their inventory of 3 slots, they can construct structures and change the terrain shape with axes or pickaxes. She also discovered that when trees' leaves disappear, they have a small chance to drop a sapling behind them, that is possible to plant and obtain a new tree again after a time. Time passes and there is a daylight cycle. She can also plant crops. She glance at the status bar and it is barely holding in place, meaning their team is still flimsy, or lost too many power/time being inefficient early game. She still manage to make her 1800's infantry gunners and canons to survive against the endless waves of aliens, surely helped and healed by AVA, so she hopes the point of end is not reached already. Suddenly, the road in middle of the sector C4 explodes, and a flow of the insectoid aliens get out of the hole. She almost instantly feel the change as the frontline is barely supplied by now. "Well, I thought we were not behind the point of no return, but look like the game it set already." She says glancing at Akira. "Don't don't say that, the game is not finished yet!" She tries to stay confident. Akira tries to build a wall to protect the bridge from the tarantula of the river, while some scarab flies directly on the bridge and attack them. "I would like help Faylee!" She says a bit overloaded by the pressure of the frontline. Akira clenches her legs together and wiggles them, she don't actually realize as she is strongly concentrated on the game but she does have to pee. The stress of the situation is a bit accelerating her bladder fillment, and it's not like she is the strongest when it comes to capacity at the first place. Faylee needs to go a bit too, but less than her. "I'm here!" She comforts her. She observe her soldiers wearing elytras and landing right by her side, switching to their rifle and shoot at the monsters that explodes on the attacks. "Thank you!" She replies. Faylee wander on the map and tries to understand how the monsters could seize the point after the bridge without going by the frontline. After a moment studying how the camera works she find that there is a level, the ground is not a plane, she seen it could be edited at its surface but now she can enter the hole of where the monsters came from, and see that the came is in 3 dimensions, she can lead the free camera inside the cave a bit but the fog of war retrain her sight. She decides to send an expedition after researching the oil prospector, to sense the gallery the enemy made. She lead well an army helped by some other players while Akira and some of the rest of players tries to stand on their own at the surface. Then Akira touch her shoulder, which makes her get out of the game for a bit. "What?" She asks to Akira's red blushing face. "I really really gotta go now..." She says. "I have to pee so bad..." She confess to her friend. "Oh no..." She looks at the clock, it is only 30 minutes from the end. "You almost made it yet... But if you can't hold it anymore, I guess you should just let go." She advices her. "Yes, I really would like to, but we are not able to take the bathroom break already." She says. "Indeed, just go yourself right now." She tells her. "What? No! I don't wanna be all wet. And mess the furnitures also." She denies. "What are you scared of, just get off you leggings a bit, pee your chair or on the floor, no one will know, and it's a plastic chair and the false flooring." She tap on the ground with a feet. The material is linoleum wood pattern flooring, she knows that because her shoes do less noises than on actual wood. "Well. I don't think I would hold it any much longer anyway." She admit. "Wait, I've seen a water dispenser over there, I can help you pee in a cup if you wanna." She proposes. "You would do that for me?" Akira is surprise. "Yes. It's not much. In fact, it arouses me a lot." Confess Faylee. "Oh I see. Now that you mention it it gets me going too." She smirks. "I'm your pee pet so, huh?" She giggles. "Shhh!" She puts a finger on her mouth. "We wouldn't want the headmaster to know we can't be punished!" She says quietly. "But we can still tho. It would be humiliating to be wet in front of everyone." She is afraid of that. "Well, it slightly turns me on to be forced to wet in front of everyone like how they did to the girl early, I have something that is called a pee fetish, I like every things around it, wetting, holding, stuff, but really don't talk to anyone about it okay? The dark being is certainly gonna find a way to hurt me if they know and I don't want that, I'll act like I'm humiliated whenever they would punish me so I'm not actually feeling bad. You would keep me my secret right?" She asks. "Yes, of course. And you will help my pee-needing-self to find a way to relieve me." Akira says. "Deal." Faylee replies with a smiles.