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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]

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.

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.

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

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.

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this is a fixed/updated version. I would like to thank R682 for helping me with spellcheck.) Dropped in a New World Chapter 1 'I cursed bitterly, screaming out my frustration as I ran through a sea of trees. Behind me were a pack of beasts chasing me. “They're catching up!” the small girl strapped to my back yelled. “I know that Bab!” I yelled at her as I continued to run. The beasts weren't that strong, but fighting a pack of them was a different story. They could quickly surround us and kill us before we could do anything. “Why in the hell did you attack the whole pack!?” I yelled to Bab as I jumped over a log. “I thought there were only three of them. Watch your left!” she yelled. “FROST!” I yelled, extending my left hand to blast the beast with ice magic. It was only knocked back and soon was chasing us again. “Any ideas?” “Ya don't stop running!” she yelled, which really didn't help. It wasn't long however before I had to stop in front of a cliff, A raging current surged below us, and a wild pack of beasts were charging up behind us. We were out of options. I couldn't use my sword. Our mana was getting low... And I could feel Bab’s diaper leaking on my back again! “You trust me?” I asked Bab. “Right now? No!” she told me, already knowing what I was going to do. “Good, neither do I,” I told her, before jumping off the cliff. Both of us screaming on our way down, the only thing I could think about was how I got here in the first place. * * * I was just some average guy. Single, working and saving money to start college in a year or two. The luckiest thing to happen to me in the last three years was getting a ticket for a hiking trip my friend won in a contest. Sadly his grandma passed away and was going to her funeral. To not waste a ticket, he gave it to me. To be honest, while I was having fun, I really didn't pack well for it. I didn't know much about hiking, and the clothes I bought weren't the best. Just three t-shirts, pants, socks, underwear, and a warm jacket. Luckily, I did get myself some hiking boots, but I also brought my regular pair for when we set camp, and I could be more comfortable. The rest of the gear I got from my friend who was already prepared for himself. Camping Travel Cooking Utensils Set (cooking scissor, blender spatula, meat knife, cutting board, soup spoon, stainless steel turner, cook fork and a tongs); TETON Sports Mountain Adventurer 4000 Backpack; Double Sleeping Bag; Sundome 2 Person Tent; SURVIVAL Traveller First Aid Kit; Magnesium Flints Scraper Stone (3); Pocket knife; Flashlight; 12 Survivors - Hand Pump Water Purifier; Extra rope; FiveJoy Military Folding Shovel Multi-Tool. I was all set for the trip. But after the second day, something strange happened. A freak storm hit us in the middle of the hike. None of us knew what was going on until suddenly I saw a flash of light and the storm was gone. When I opened my eyes, I was inside what looked like ruins. Behind me was an altar with some glowing dust scattered all around it. I was so freaked out about all of this that I ran towards the only exit I could see, and into a small town. People who looked like they were from a renaissance fair just stared wide-eyed at me. To make a long story short, I freaked out. It took the townspeople two days to explain to me what had happened and why I was here. I was no longer on Earth, but a place called Caruma. almost everything we know about fantasy is from here. “A long time ago two gods fought over an empty world, but their fight always led to a draw. So they decided if they couldn't decide on the winner with their own power, they would try something else.” the elder of the village told me on the first night. “They created fifteen crystals and hid them around Caruma. Each crystal summons something from another world: Poruma, the black god, summoned monsters; Rilla, the white god, summoned warriors.” “Wait, i'm not a fighter. Heck i've never even shot anything stronger than a BB gun.” i told them. “While we say warrior, in actuality it just random people summoned from earth to fight the black gods monsters.” the elder told me. “Why?” i asked. And the elder just shrugged. “Who knows.” he told me. “Each crystal could summon one warrior every ten years. The first god to destroy all the crystals would be the winner. Over the next three thousand years, the world was populated by man and monster. Humans built towns and temples around the summoning crystals. Out of the fifteen, seven white crystals have been destroyed, while five dark crystals have been destroyed.” “But there wasn't a crystal. How was i summoned?” i asked. “To be honest, we don't know.” the elder told me. “Thirty one years prior, the town was attacked by monsters, and they destroyed the crystal. But if i had to guess, because it was already about to summon a hero, the remaining pieces must have spent the last thirty years collecting power to summon you here before the crystal died.” Next they then told me how I could go back home. The crystals work as a two-way door. On this side, they gather energy, and in ten years they pull someone over. However, if you bring enough magical power to them, you can have them send you back home. The problem with this is that it usually takes a lot of magic to do so, and there aren't many people who have that type of magic here. So they suggested I go to a city and see if I could find any magic users to send me back. That's when we reached our final problem. I had no way to get there. When the village was destroyed all those years ago, most people left, and the ones who stayed were now too old or too young to take me. The only exception was a farm boy named John, who was sixteen: two years younger than me. But for him to take me, I had to first make a contract with him... In this world, the heroes learned how to tap into magic, but it came with a curse. Each person had to wear a unique bracelet and form a contract with another person. This unlocked the power to use magic. However, both people were cursed to never be away from each other for long. Should they be away from each other for six hours they will both die. If one dies, the other has six hours to find someone else to form a bond with or they die as well. The curse can be lifted once the pair complete one of a few select quests, and the bracelets can be removed, while still granting the person the ability to use magic. The reason John wanted to form a bond is that it would make travelling through the woods a lot easier. He said there aren't many powerful monsters there, but it was better to be safe than sorry. I had to wait a few more days before the contract could be made. John needed to finish some stuff and prepare before we leave. During that time some people let me stay at their houses, despite knowing I had nothing to offer other than some small work. On my final night there I was staying at an orphanage. There were only five kids there: two boys, three girls, and a women who took care of them. She asked me to stay with them for the night, as the kids wanted to see what a person from another world looked like. The kids staying there were from parents who had either died, left for adventure, or just left their children behind, without any idea where their parents now were. It was sad, but the kids enjoyed playing with me. All except one, who only stared at me. The women later told me 'Ema' was the girl's name, and that while she was 14, her body was short and looked more like a 10-year-old. Also, she had some problems. For one, she couldn't speak. Anything that came out of her mouth sounded like gibberish. Next, her hands couldn't hold onto things well, so she was forced to use baby bottles. Lastly, she had to wear diapers: for some reason, her bladder and bowles was just too weak. I honestly felt terrible for her. By the sounds of it, she would have to be taken care of for the rest of her life. Early in the morning, I said my goodbyes to the kids and followed John into the woods. When a contract was made it would make a bright flash, so we were in the woods so as not to disturb anyone and get a head start toward the next town. “Ok this should be good,” John said, once we were pretty far from everyone. “Now then, let's begin.” He then began to chant something, and both of our bracelets began glowing. We both raised our hands ready to form the contract, but stopped when we heard something. The contract ended as we looked around the find what it was. Upon investigating, we found one of the kids spying on us. It was the Ema girl? Not far from us we heard the orphanage caretaker Alice yelling for the girl. Apparently, Ema chased after us after we left, without telling the Alice. After a brief talk with the Alice, she was about to take Ema home, when Ema ran up to me. “Be jvy ruwvj ox jvy woz, gy bojv hog c bozupw,” Ema said, as she grabbed my hand, wanting me to kneel in front of her. “What’s wrong?” I asked her. “Wuhy ik jvy nogyl op oil toilpye cpz gy xuwvj xol jvy luwvj,” she said. Suddenly my bracelet began to glow again. “NO!” John yelled and tried to stop it, but it was too late. A bright flash hit my eyes, and for a few moments, I couldn't see anything! I just heard the same thing being repeated. “YES YES YES!” a girl cried out in excitement. “EMA! What did you do!” the women yelled, and when I could finally see, I saw the Ema girl jumping up and down with excitement. “I finally did it! I'll finally be free!” Ema said, until Alice grabbed her by the hand. “What did you do!?” Alice yelled at Ema. “She just formed a contract. How did she even do that?” John asked. That's when I looked at the girl's arm and saw a smaller bracelet on her. “Yep, and now I can finally get out of here,” Ema said with a sly smile on her face. “How did you even get a bracelet in the first place? And how did you activate the spell?” John asked her. “I stole it from Miss dumb-cunt here,” Ema said and nodded at Alice. “And anyone who knows magic knows that simple spell.” “I think the bracelet is mine,” Alice told John. “My husband was an adventurer.” “But that still doesn't explain how she knew the spell,” he replied. “Wait, didn't she just say she already knew the spell?” I asked, and everyone looked at me. “Wait, you can understand me!” Ema yelled surprised. “Of course I can, you're not speaking gibberish anymore,” I told her confused. “What are you talking about?” Alice asked. “She’s still talking the same,” John told me. “Just gibberish.” “The bracelets! You can understand me because of the bracelets!” Ema yelled. “What do you mean? How can the bracelets do that?” I asked and looked at John who seemed very confused. “Enough of this nonsense I'm taking you home Ema, and you're now grounded!” Alice grabbed the girl and started pulling her away. “Stop! My name isn't Ema, it's Bab! And I'm not going anywhere!” she yelled as she tried to resist the much bigger woman. “Wait, I need to figure this out,” I told Alice. “I'm sorry, but she needs to go home. I think all this stimulant is just being too much for Ema,” she told me. “I'M NOT EMA!” the girl screamed, as the women jumped when electricity popped out of the girl's hands. Once let go, she ran over and got behind me. “She can already use magic!” John said in amazement. “Ema, it's time to come home.” Alice told her again. “I'm not Ema, I'm Bab. Tell her!” the girl yelled at me. “She said her name’s not Ema but Bab,” I told Alice, and Bab nodded in agreement. “Could she be speaking another language and it's only after the contract was formed that you can understand her?” John asked me. After this, it just became a back and forth discussion about me understanding Bab. We had to prove I could understand her and after a long time, we finally came to the conclusion that I could. But shortly after that, we got into the central and most prominent problem. I was now connected to a tiny child, and I still needed to leave! After a lengthy discussion about everything, it was finally decided I had to take Bab with me. Because of the curse, we couldn't be more than forty feet from each other for more than six hours, and I couldn't stay in the town. I had to find a way home. So i had to make the most important decision of my life! “Ok, as soon as you sign this you will have officially adopted Ema.” Alice told me. “BAB!” Bab yelled. “Its Bab, remember?” I asked as i sign the last of the paperwork. “Oh, right. Sorry i'm still not use to that name yet.” Alice told me as she sits in her office chair. So, I wound up having to adopt Bab, and forced to take her with me on my journey. Sadly, because of her John could no longer come with us. The plan was to use the magic to get through safely, but without it, it just became too much of a risk, when he would have to come back alone. With the paperwork out of the way, we decided it would be best to stay one last day and let Bab get ready. Tomorrow we will leave in the morning. Throughout the day Bab was being bombarded with questions from the other kids, but she just tried to ignore them. She was too busy packing clothes in what looked like a pink school backpack. It wasn't that big but amazing she fit 3 pairs of pants, 3 shirts, and 3 pairs of socks. Along with a spare blanket and a pillow. “Are you sure that's all you want to bring?” I asked Bab. but she ignored me too. “Ok kids, it's time for bed,” Alice told the kids. I watched as she went to each kid and tucked them in and saying their goodnights before her and I went downstairs to have a little chat. “Are you positive you have to go?” Alice asked me. “If I don't then I can't go back home. I have family and friends I need to get back to.” I tell Alice who made us tea. “But going out there with a child, I still think it's too dangerous,” she told me. “I know that. But what am I supposed to do?” I asked Alice and took a sip of my tea and nearly spit it out. I really don't like tea. “I know this village isn't much, but you could still have a good life. Just the two of you,” she told me. “I do know about that. But I still need to go. How would you feel if you suddenly went to my world and you could never see your friends, family, or kids?” I asked her. “I would do anything to get back to them,” Alice told me. “But Bab is still small and helpless.” “I know she has her problems. Which is why I'll do what I can to protect her.” I tell Alice who just shakes her head. “It's not just protecting her. It's everything else. I don't even think she thought it out when she formed this bond. No one else can understand her but you. Her hands are messed up and can barely hold objects with 2 hands. her small body means she can't walk or run as fast as you can and she gets tired more easily.” Alice told me. “I can translate for her, I can feed her, and I don't mind walking slower, or I can just carry her,” I tell Alice, but again she shook her head at me. “There's still one last problem,” she told me. “What's that?” I asked. “You'll see,” she told me before she went to bed. I slept in the guest room again, and luckily it was still in the safe within 20 feet from Bab that the curse wouldn't affect us. I was awoken the next morning by a knock on the door. “Are you decent?” Alice asked. I was, and she came into the room with Bab. “Whats up?” I asked with a loud yawn. “It's time to see the big problem,” Alice told me. Confused I looked over to Bab who face was bright red and didn't want to look at me. Alice then grabbed Bab’s Pants and had them fall to the ground exposing a very full diaper. That's when it hit me that I would have to be the one to change this girls diapers and my face got red. “If you still insist on going you are going to at least know this much,” she told me and places a small mat on my bed and had Bab sit on it. Bab was then forced to lay down, and she covered her face in embarrassment. I guess she really didn't think this through. Alice then told me I had to be the one to change her diaper, telling me she would walk me thru it. First, I unfastened the tabs on the dirty diaper and pulled down the front half of the dirty diaper. There the sight and smell nearly made me gag. I was then told to use the front half of the diaper to wipe the bulk of the mess off of Bab's bottom. Next to fold the dirty diaper in half under her, with the clean side up. I was then handed a damp cloth and told to wipe from front to back as this helps keep bacteria from causing an infection. Then I took the dirty diaper and wrapped it up and placed it off to the sided. It really stinks, but at least the worst was over. Finally, I placed a clean diaper under Bab and sprinkled the baby powder over her area before taping the diaper shut, Alice even told me the diaper should be snug but not so tight that it pinches. Bab was now in a clean diaper but looked like she was close to crying after having her diaper changed by a not only a stranger but a guy. “What do you say to Alex for changing you?” Alice asked Bab who for the first time today finally looked at me. “Thank you,” she said in a meek voice before running off somewhere. “My offer still stands. You can still stay here if you want and I can still help with taking care of Ema, sorry Bab.” Alice told me. “I know this is going to be hard but I think we will be alright,” I tell her. Alice could only sigh and give me a diaper bag full of supplies I would need for Bab. with enough diapers to last us quite a while. I strapped the diaper bag to the bottom of my own to make it easier to carry. After an excellent breakfast, we said our goodbyes. The kids were crying that Bab was leaving and even Alice looked like she was about to start crying. “Please be good now Ema, sorry force of habit, I mean Bab,” Alice told Bab before embracing her in a hug. “I will,” Bab told her, and I translated. They watched as we walked away from the orphanage before disappearing behind the trees. “Please stay safe,” Alice whispered. In the end, this is where our adventure began: dropped in a new world. (ill be doing character bios attached to this new updated story. but will be doing them on DA.) https://redwelch2222.deviantart.com/art/DiaNW-Character-bio-Alexander-March-741388919 https://redwelch2222.deviantart.com/art/DiaNW-Character-bio-Bab-Ados-741389109 https://redwelch2222.deviantart.com/art/DiaNW-Character-bio-John-nile-741389234?ga_submit_new=10%3A1524290287

"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

Just wondering if we have any bronies on the site. I only got into the show a few days ago, and I never realised a kids show could actually be so good. I just finished episode 18 of season 1 and about to start 19.

I've recently been feeling like writing again! Apologies for having abandoned my previous story about a certain bladder sprite. So here's my newest original fiction story, which will still probably be split into 'chapters'. I'm still keeping with the fantasy genre this time, but instead of cheeky sprites, you get demons and witches, and yet another begrudging relationship which seems to be a trope I enjoy. --- The streets of the world of demons were filled to the brim with the busy greedy people that inhabited it. With skins in various shades of reds, purples, and grays, feathered and fleshy wings, curled horns of various lengths, and pointed tails, the demons were certainly an unusual folk. The entire town road was lined with buildings made of brimstone bricks, and the vast majority of them were places of leisure - casinos full of gamblers, spas with magma baths and hot coal treatment, restaurants offering human flesh in a million different varieties, bars serving drinks hotter than fires, brothels where the succubi and incubi gave their sort of service to the others, and a few places that were pleasurable for devils moreso than to human readers, and are best left undescribed. Not a single citizen had to work, for their money was obtained from the souls of the damned that had no use for their worldly wealth anymore. Within one of the casinos, a crowd had gathered around a poker table, and whilst the majority of the devils there were townspeople, there was a particular guest of honor that had captured a few staring eyes. A girl sitting at the far end of the table was adorned in plenty of gold and silver and gemstones, with silken finery and leather sandals. But that wasn't the most unusual thing about her. Her skin was no common red or maroon, but a shiny jet-black, the color of soot. The webbing in her small wings and the color her irises were both highlighted in a royal violet, and these features, coupled with her outfit, made her easily identifiable as royalty. For she was Selehpot Sihpem, and anybody hearing her surname would know that she was the daughter of the Unholy One, the lord of the demonic realm, the most powerful black sorcerer currently in existence, and she was as respectable as her father, partly because of her nobility, partly because of her exotic and beautiful appearance, and partly because she was winning the game by far at the moment. This particularly astounded her fellow players, because this delicate-looking princess, with her fine wings, skinny figure and less-than-average stature, was evidently one of the best poker players Big Temohpab's Casino had ever seen. But unbeknownst to her fellows, she possessed some abilities that even they didn't, including a mystical charm that made them all so dumbfounded at her appearance that they didn't notice when she gazed around at all of their hands. She was a selfish free spirit, who had little respect for others, and simply loved winning, living in her luxuries, and the power and respect her position offered her. In fact, had anybody tried to raise her like a human, they would have found that even UK reality TV parenting specialist Supernanny couldn't handle a brat like that. But her father had ignored her for the better part of her childhood, and now, at sixteen, she was almost of age and almost ready to cast a hand into the ruling of the demonic plane. For now, however, she spent most of her days basking in the praise of the townspeople and wasting the dead's money on her simple pleasures. In fact, Selehpot had a bit of a hard time bringing herself away from these pleasures. She was royalty, and thus it wasn't often that she had to give anything up. But unfortunately, her own body put restrictions in place. Right now, her bladder seemed rather unhappy at her for consuming three glasses of Big T's Brimstone Brandy and then proceeding to play card games for two and a half hours. So reluctantly, she left the table after winning yet another round, and made her way to the bathrooms in the back of the place. Entering the single-stall bathroom, she caught a glance of herself in the mirror, and ever the vain type, she admired her ashen skin, as unblemished, dark, and lacking any visible hue as always, and her similarly colored hair, which was practically as silken as her clothes. Then, sighing, she reached down to pull down her silken skirt, which was as light and cool as the wind, and then immediately gasped and hiked it back up, for the state of the toilet was... well, let's just say that drunken demons aren't the most.... clean... people in the underworld. There was no way she could use this, not a chance. So frustrated, she stormed out of the room. A princess shouldn't have to be exposed to something like that. Her bladder was still filling by the minute, although at the moment, it was tolerable, and she could certainly move without even so much as having to grab herself. In fact, she figured that it really wouldn't be too hard to sit and play more poker for an hour. But she also wanted another herbal bath today, and another massage from that maidservant Natas, so she decided it was best to just return to the palace for now. The walk would only take ten minutes. The palace itself was situated in the centre of the town, made of obsidian and black stone, sitting atop a great rock and surrounded by a moat of magma. It was very intimidating, and the knowledge that she lived in it made Selehpot feel all warm inside. When eventually, she did get home, she breathed in the hot, hellish air (which was very refreshing for her kind), and made her way to her towers. There, in the luxurious chambers she changed out of her current outfit and donned a more casual home outfit, a black silken gown that was so thin it was translucent. In fact, with the heat, it might have been comfortable to just go around in the nude, but such a respectable person as herself would never do something like that. Then, finally ready to resolve herself of that annoying little problem in her lower abdomen, she wandered to her bathchambers, dismissed the servants who asked if she was ready for a bath, hiked her gown up to her waist and pulled her undergarments to her feet, and then she- -felt the room begin to shake. This, of course, was completely unexpected. Selehpot stood up, hurriedly pulling her clothes back on in confusion. She attempted to leave the bathroom to look out the window and see if the tower was collapsing or something like that, but found she couldn't move at all. This made her panic, and the princess started to shout for help. Her maids called back, but she had locked the door. She looked down, and to her horror, saw a magic circle about her feet. It began to spin and glow, and the servants' voices grew quieter and quieter, until they were a whisper and the room was only a faint memory, and she was soaring through a tunnel of shadows and lights, and she thought she was going to die, or worse, but it all ended rather suddenly when she felt herself fall onto a cold metal surface. She was too stunned to get up at first, so the first thing she heard was a voice. "Ah, excellent. A magnificent specimen." This prompted Selehpot to turn around, and gaze at the owner of the voice. It was a human, and a sorceress, judging by her ornately robes and hood. They were in a tower, it looked like, full of bookshelves and strange equipment and enchanted things - a wizard's home if she'd ever seen one. But probably the most prominent thing about the demon princess's new surroundings was that she was currently contained within a cage. Try as she might, none of her hellfire could melt it, her strong hands couldn't tear it, and she eventually started to swear at the mage in front of her, but that only prompted the woman to laugh. She was rather young, at least judging by her voice and shadowed face, although much of her appearance was obscured by her robes and cloak. "You're not going to escape that cage. And even if you did, you couldn't attack me or leave, because I summoned you. Like it or not, demon, you're my servant now, and you'll be doing whatever I tell you to do." This, of course, made Selehpot furious, and her curses grew worse and the rattling of the bars became louder. But the sorceress waved a hand, and the demon felt her entire body go limp, and she collapsed to the floor of the cage again. Standing up, she almost tried it again, but realized it would probably be a stupid idea. "I'm going to let you out, now." her captor said. "You wouldn't be of much use to me otherwise." Her voice sounded almost teasing, and it was infuriating. "I've got bookshelves that need dusting, and you should be able to reach them just fine with those wings of yours. The cage opened, and immediately, Selehpot flew at the sorceress, screaming, "Do you even know who I am, you peasant? I am the Unholy Heiress, Princess Selehpot Sihpem, and-", but didn't get any further than that before she was frozen in place and felt her voice break. "Completely under my control." reminded the mage. "Now. Bookshelves, my new servant. And make it quick, because I've got more work I don't really feel like doing!~" Selehpot stood up, and was at once reminded of that nagging little urge in her bladder as a small, tolerable wave of desperation hit her. "Can I at least-", she began to ask, but was interrupted. "We'll see how obedient you are first. I've no desire to endlessly torture you, so perhaps if you do what you're told, we can learn to be friends. After all, a familiar is a partner for life. And if I'm you're friend, I'll surely give you some privileges." She was definitely young. She didn't sound commanding like a superior, no. She sounded like a child enjoying a fun little game. In fact, Selehpot would go so far as to guess that their ages were similar. So that's how it was to be, thought the dishonored princess as she picked up a feather duster, trying to ignore her full bladder. Her, a princess! A princess among demons! And now, a silly witch's familiar, forced to work, and trying not to wet herself. How absolutely deplorable.

What's up, everyone? I've been working on some stories for some regular writing and... inevitably, I wound up dreaming up some omorashi scenarios for the characters. So, here's this story concept I've wanted to work with for a while. I finally decided to just go ahead and do it. It's planned to be a multiple part series. Hope you enjoy. Warning: may contain loli. _________________________________________ Samantha Adder walked through the nearly-empty halls of the academy, her destination laser-focused in her brain. She took a sip from her cup of coffee, her third of the day. Normally, she didn’t drink nearly that much all at once, but this week was different. This was the week of the field agent exams, quite possibly the most important week of her life. She was one of the most promising apprentices in the entire academy, and doing well in these exams would mean moving on to the next step. If she succeeded, she would become a full-fledged sorceress. The actual test wasn’t until the end of the week, which meant Samantha had five full days to prepare. Five days full of anxiety, sleep deprivation, obsessive training, and excessive caffeine. Yup, the most important week of her life. As Sam rounded the corner toward the training rooms, she was met by Matthew Specter, her old partner from back in training. “Ah, Sam, just who I wanted to see.” He said, stepping directly in front of her and cutting off her path, “Can you come and help me test something?” Samantha sighed in response. She didn’t really have the energy to waste on his experiments right now. “What do you need, Matt?” “Well, I’ve been working on this potion, and I needed a test subject for its first run.” “You do know this week is the field agent exams, right? I need to prepare and I need to be in top form. I can’t go around chugging experimental potions.” “I thought you might say that.” Matt said, waving a finger in front of her face, “But I bet you’ll change your mind when you hear what it’s supposed to do.” “Yeah, and what’s that?” Sam asked, glaring at him. “The idea is that it’s supposed to accelerate cellular regeneration in the muscles and skin to a near instantaneous rate.” Matt rambled excitedly. “Meaning?” Sam prompted, raising an impatient eyebrow. “Meaning it would all but eliminate feelings of fatigue and cut recovery times by up to ninety-nine percent!” This caught her attention. “And you really think that will work?” “It would probably require from fine-tuning after the first batch,” Matt admitted, shaking his head from side to side, “but yes. I’ve done all the calculations and materials research- as well as some preliminary, non-human, testing- and all the results suggest it should work perfectly.” “So, what about the side-effects?” Samantha asked, not getting infected by Matt’s excitement. “Side-effects?” Matt echoed, confused. “Yeah, like the last time I tested a potion for you.” “Oh, that… Don’t worry, I managed to isolate the combustive agent and control for it. There’s no chance of that happening again.” “And the time before that?” “Okay, I already told you, I don’t know why you turned purple. Given I haven’t been able to replicate it, I’m chocking that up to an anomaly. It won’t happen again.” “So you’re sure this will work?” Sam asked again, her tone softening. “According to my calculations, there’s a sixty percent chance it should work exactly as expected.” Matt lifted up a finger and cut off Sam before she could protest, “But there is a ninety-nine percent chance that it will not have any adverse effects. It should either work as expected, or produce no effect at all.” “What’s the other one percent?” Sam persisted, her fears not put to ease. “Just accounting for statistical anomalies.” Matt said, “Things I hadn’t foreseen: interactions between ingredients in these quantities, effects from the environment of the human body, minor and incredibly specific details.” “Don’t worry about that, though,” Matt continued, “I’m certain that, should anything go wrong, I should be able to fix it without any issue.” “How are you so sure of that?” Sam questioned incredulously. Matt let out a noise somewhere between a scoff and a chuckle. “Look who you’re talking to.” He said. Sam exhaled heavily. It was true, Matt was the top of his class in many categories, not least of which being potion making. “Fine, but make it quick.” Sam finally relented. “Excellent!” Matt exclaimed, all but jumping for joy. Before long, they had made their way to Matt’s lab. It didn’t look too far from the average chemistry lab, except the labeling consisted of strange magic symbols, rather than scientific warning labels. “No outside food or drink in the lab, please.” Matt commented, pointing to a nearby trash can, as they were just outside the door. Samantha was not about to throw away perfectly good coffee. Standing in the doorway, she quickly chugged what was left of the slightly cooled liquid and chucked the empty cup in the garbage. Without saying another word, Matt made his way over to a shelf and pulled out a bottle containing a pale yellow liquid. He slid it across the table to Samantha and picked up his clipboard, eagerly positioning himself to take notes. Sam stared apprehensively at the bottle. She agreed to it earlier, but now the reality of the situation was setting in. She was really about to test this with no idea what could happen. If something went wrong, it could cost her valuable preparation time. Or, worse yet, it could make her miss the exam altogether- meaning Sam would have to wait another year before taking it. It had begun to set in that taking a risk now could mean a whole additional year as an apprentice. She looked up at Matt who was still waiting eagerly with his clipboard. Sam had trusted him many times in the past. While there were mistakes here and there, he would never intentionally hurt her. And if it worked, this potion’s effects would be incredibly helpful. After a few moments’ hesitation, Samantha uncorked the bottle and chugged its contents. She slammed the bottle down on the table, suppressing a gag as she swallowed the last of the potion. It was very bitter and felt like a wax coating the inside of her mouth. Then again, potions rarely tasted good. After fighting off another gag reflex, she looked back at Matt. “So what should I expect now?” She asked, only now realizing she hadn’t thought about how he intended to test if the potion worked. “The effects should start to set in before a minute has passed.” Matt answered, writing something on his clipboard. “You might feel a slight tingling sensation.” “Okay, and-” Sam was cut off mid-sentence as she was overtaken by a sudden, strange feeling. Her head started spinning and the edges of her vision started to dim. She completely lost her sense of balance. The rest of her felt fine, but her head was swimming and she was starting to black out. As her vision faded, Sam reached out to the nearest table to try and catch herself. Then, everything went dark… When Sam returned to consciousness, she seemed to be on her knees next to the table. She couldn’t feel anything, her whole body was numb. She tried to stand up, but couldn’t manage to raise herself any higher. Sam looked around. Her vision was back to normal, at least. When she looked over at Matthew, he was staring at her, a look of pure astonishment on his face as his hand worked furiously over his clipboard. “How long was I out?” Samantha asked. Something seemed weird about her voice, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. It just hit her ear wrong. It was still familiar, but it didn’t sound quite like she expected her voice to. “Out?” Matt asked, pausing his writing for just a moment, “Assuming you lost consciousness around the time you lunged forward, you were out for…” He looked over his notes, “About thirty-six seconds.” Well, at least she hadn’t lost too much time. Although that did little to calm her feeling of unease. “What happened?” She asked. Now she was sure something was off about her voice, but still couldn’t quite figure it out. “Well… how should I put this?” Matt bounced the eraser of his pencil off his chin, “You’re, well… younger.” “What?” Sam asked slowly. She heard the words he said, but the statement didn’t quite make sense. “What does that mean?” It was then that the problem finally clicked. Samantha realized what was wrong with her voice: it was higher pitched than normal. “Well, I can’t say for sure, but if I were to guess, I’d say you’ve reverted to a form that is about half the age you were before.” Matt explained without looking up from his notes. His tone was so flat, like he didn’t just tell someone he supposedly shaved over a decade off their life. “You’re joking, right?” Samantha tried to stand again, but still couldn’t rise up at all. She looked over at her hand that was still braced against the table. That’s when she saw it. A cold chill radiated through her. Samantha’s arm was significantly smaller, less muscular, and shorter than it should be. She looked down and realized why she couldn’t get up: she was already standing up. She really was smaller. No way! This couldn’t be real, could it? “This is fascinating!” Matt shouted in excitement, “I’ve never seen anything like this. I mean so many questions. Where did all that mass go? It can’t have just disappeared. And Think of the implications, a reverse aging potion! We’ll need to conduct some tests, but this could be a precursor to some sort of elixir of life!” “Hey!” Sam shouted, snapping her significantly shrunken fingers. “That’s great and all, but you need to fix this right now! I don’t have time to go walking around as a middle schooler.” Matt stopped writing and lifted his face from the clipboard, staring down at Samantha. His expression was completely blank. “You do know how to fix this, right?” Matt looked back down at his notes and continued writing. “Are you trying to tell me you don’t know how to fix me?!” Sam practically shouted. Matt cleared his throat, “Well, I don’t have anything on-hand to get you back to normal, no. But don’t worry. It should only be a matter of researching the potion further and reverse-engineering it into a cure.” “And how long will that take?” Sam was growing equal parts impatient and nervous. “It’s easy enough. Should only take me a couple of days, I’m sure.” “A couple days?” Samantha asked through grit teeth. “You do realize the field agent exams are this week? If you don’t have me fixed up in time-” She took a threatening step toward Matt, but her pace was cut short. Her foot caught on some kind of resistance and she nearly tripped. “Don’t worry.” Matt said calmly, “I assure you, I’ll put my full efforts behind studying these effects and finding a fix. You’ll absolutely be back to normal in time for the exam. However…” Matthew paused and looked Samantha over for a moment, “I believe our first priority should be finding you a change of clothes.” “Change of clothes?” Samantha echoed slowly. She looked down to examine herself again. In all the shock, she hadn’t processed it before. While her body had shrunk, her clothes did not. Now, her clothes were positively hanging off of her. Right now, her sagging t-shirt was pretty much the only thing keeping Sam’s newly-reverted body from being completely exposed. “I’m sure we have some old robes lying around that should be sufficient.” Matt said. Sam felt herself start blushing. “I’m not walking around in nothing but a robe!” “Yes, I suppose that would impair your movements and restrict your usefulness.” Matthew drummed his pencil against the clipboard for a moment. “Ah!” He said in sudden realization, “Doesn’t that student, Allison Larks, have a younger sister around your age? Maybe she’d be able to help.” Without waiting for a response, Matt set down his clipboard and quickly left the room, leaving Samantha alone in the lab. This was mortifying. Not only did she look like a kid, but now someone else was being brought in to gawk at the sight. Sam really hated the idea of someone else getting dragged in. The fewer people that knew about this, the better. For now, the room was completely silent, giving Samantha time to reflect. Here she was, in the body of a little girl, practically naked in the laboratory. She was five days from taking the most important exam of her life and they had no idea when- or if- they would be able to fix her. This had to be a dream right? This couldn’t be real. It was a stress dream or something. These frantic thoughts were cut off as Matt returned, followed by a young woman. “You have a sister, right?” Matt asked, “Around twelve years old, if I recall correctly.” “Yeah.” The girl answered. “Do you think we could borrow some of her clothes?” “Wait, why?” Allison asked, sounding both confused and worried. She then looked around the room and laid eyes on Samantha, still barely covered by a t-shirt that was once a perfect fit. “Oh…” Allison gasped. “Yeah, I think she’s about the right size. I could probably snag some of my sister’s clothes without anyone noticing. I can be back soon.” Allison immediately turned and ran out of the room. “For now, I think it would be best if we got you somewhere more private. You’d only get in the way staying here, anyway.” Matt commented. He tossed a baggy black robe over to Samantha. Sam quickly wrapped herself in the robe and slid out of her old clothes. This was insane. She was very careful to keep the robe close and well wrapped. Once she was sure of her new covering, Matt lead Sam out of the room. As they traveled down the hall, Samantha kept looking around frantically. She really didn’t want anyone else to see her like this. Thankfully, the halls of the academy were sparsely populated during exam time, so she seemed to be doing well in this endeavor. Along the way, Sam took a few chances to intermittently glare up at Matthew. Matthew didn’t seem to notice these looks, though, as he only bore a wide smile on his face. Soon enough, Samantha was lead into a small break room down the hall. It was a small room containing a single bed and a desk with a chair. A dim bulb was the only source of light. “I’ll be sure to let Allison know where you are when she returns.” Matt said before leaving, shutting the door behind him. Once the door was shut, Samantha reached up and turned the lock to make sure no one would walk in on her. She sat down on the bed, having to lift herself up to position herself on top of the mattress. It was strange being this small. Sam hadn’t realized just how much she had grown over the years. She looked at her hands. Her fingers were so small now. Her feet couldn’t touch the ground from where she was sitting. Everything about her was so much smaller. Now that Sam really had time to process things, she noticed just how soft and smooth her skin had become. It really was true, she hadn’t just shrunk, she was in a younger body. That… didn’t seem possible. It was insane. Even in a world of magic and potions, something like this was impossible. The act of altering someone’s body was possible, but not without a great deal of effort. But to actually revert someone to a younger age… it was unheard of. Sam rubbed her hands together. It was still taking some time to get used to the feeling of her new body. As she sat in the silence of the room, she tried to focus on each part of her system, making sure everything was still where it should be. After a few minutes of this, Samantha realized there was another new sensation in her body. Now that her nerves had calmed down, she was able to feel something else. It wasn’t something she had never felt before, but she hadn’t noticed it until now. Sam felt a slight tingling between her legs. Slightly above that, just below her stomach, there was a dull pressure. In all the excitement, she couldn’t believe she didn’t notice. Sam had to pee. Badly. She supposed it made sense. After all, she had drunk three cups of coffee that morning. Normally, that wouldn’t be too bad. She did that every so often without any problems. But since her outsides had gotten smaller, it only made sense that her insides would shrink, too. Because of that, all that liquid now lead to an incredibly full bladder. Samantha knew the building very well. There was a bathroom just down the hall; she could easily make it if she ran. Still, she didn’t exactly like that option. She hated the idea of anyone seeing her like this. Of course, unless she planned on holding it in for the next few days, she would have to go sometime. But right now, Sam was only barely covered by an old robe wrapped around her. That wouldn’t be easy to maintain in her rush, and it could get in the way if she had to run. Even if Sam had to come to terms with people seeing her little kid body, there was no way she was going to risk them seeing her naked. As it was, it seemed Sam was stuck in this room until someone came along with a change of clothes for her to wear. That couldn’t take long, right? Samantha crossed her legs and breathed deeply, trying to distract herself from her ever-growing need for a bathroom. Unfortunately, the emptiness of the room didn’t exactly yield itself to any kind of distraction. Instead, all she could think about was the building ocean in her bladder and how incredibly good it would feel to let it out. Within minutes, Sam was bouncing on the spot, trying to keep all her liquid contained. Every few seconds, she had to stop, as this bouncing provoked a few new spasms from her bladder. In the silence of the room, Sam swore she could hear the bodily fluids sloshing around inside her. The worst part of the situation was the speed at which her desperation was building. It was continuing to get worse with no signs of slowing down. It seemed all that coffee was not done filtering through her system just yet. ‘Where is Allison with those clothes?’ She thought frantically. ‘It shouldn’t take this long to get home and back, right? She only lives… across… the… city…’ The reality had begun to sink in that she may be in for a long wait. ‘Alright, Sam,’ she thought, ‘just focus. You’re almost a full-fledged sorceress. This is just another issue of mind over matter.’ Sam came to the conclusion that the upcoming exams should be a distracting enough thought. Not to mention, it would be a good idea to review her knowledge, since she had nothing else to do. She breathed heavily, trying to tighten her focus. “Alright,” She said aloud to no one in particular, “when faced with a werewolf whose curse is unknown- Ah!” Her impromptu quiz was rudely interrupted as her bladder decided to chime in again. This particular reminder was worse. Sam felt a very small spurt of pee escape from her. It wasn’t much this time, but she could feel the wetness on her thighs. The rest of it wasn’t far behind, either. Sam could feel more fluid rushing through her urethra. It wanted to be out, and it didn’t want to wait anymore. Samantha slowly slid her arms inside her robe and thrust them between her legs. The second she spread her thighs to make room for her hands, she felt the full force of her predicament. The constant, throbbing pain was immense. In the milliseconds between parting her legs and clamping her hands down, Sam almost thought she was done for. Thankfully, she had it contained for now, but it was not easy. Sam rocked back and forth, putting all the strength she had left in her shrunken body into not letting anything else escape. “Alright, think about this, Sam,” She coached, “what would a field agent do? You’re trapped in a compromising position and you need to use the bathroom.” She stopped for a second, freezing in place to combat another painful spasm. “Alright, first step: evaluate your options.” She took a deep breath and looked around the room. Sadly, the only things in sight were the desk and the chair. Sam spotted a trash can in the corner, but her hopes were dashed as soon as they arose. Further inspection revealed it to be a mesh structure, meaning anything poured into it would just leak out. “It seems my only choices are to leave the room or continue waiting.” She sighed. As Sam leaned over, fighting another escape attempt by the contents of her bladder, a terrifying realization hit her. Even if she held it until someone got her clothes to change into, she would still need to successfully change and get to the bathroom. That would be even worse than peeing herself; peeing in the clothes someone just went across town to get for her and immediately needing to find something new to change into. This thought, combined with the encouragement of another wave of pressure in her lower half, finally brought Sam to a decision. She would have to swallow her pride and risk being seen in this baggy robe. That seemed like the only good choice. Now, all she had to do was get to the bathroom, sit on the toilet, and… Sam let out a sudden gasp, snapping out of her short daydream. She felt the palms of her hands get wet. It was time to stop thinking and start acting. She slung her legs forward and slid off the bed, feeling another small spurt escape as she landed. This was acceptable, she was still in control. Now there was another problem: the door. She couldn’t keep holding herself with both hands while opening the door. Sam took a few careful steps, trying to maintain her fragile balance, and got to the door. Now it was time for the hard part. Sam removed her hand from between her thighs, quickly clenching her thighs to try and make up for the missing pressure. She reached up and turned the knob, but the door wouldn’t open. That’s right. She locked the door. Sam mentally kicked herself for doing that. This was an obstacle which she could not afford right now. Sam stretched her arm up further, reaching for the lock on the door. She could reach it, but it was clear she was taking effort away from where it was needed. Just as she touched the lock, Sam felt a slow stream start to leak into her palm and start winding between her fingers. Sam quickly turned the lock and pushed the door open. She then immediately pressed her hand back in between her legs and stopped, dancing on the spot, trying to contain the flow. After a bit of effort, she managed to cut it off for the moment. Now all that was left was the hallway. No more obstacles. All she had to do was maintain control for a few more feet. Unfortunately, it did not seem this was going to be possible. The second Sam turned the corner into the hallway, another leak started. It wasn’t powerful, just a constant dribble of pee, but this one wasn’t stopping. It looked like the mission had shifted from prevention to damage control. Sam started running down the hall, but had to stop after only a few steps. The dribble suddenly grew into a full stream. She bent over and tightened her grip. Sam managed to reign the flow back in for the moment, but it seemed running was out of the question. From that point, Samantha waddled down the hall, taking small, delicate steps, her hands firmly planted between her legs. Even with all her effort, the small dribble persisted, interspersed with an extra strong spurt every few feet. Finally, after all her effort, the end was in sight. Sam was standing in front of the bathroom door. This was it, her final obstacle. She removed her now-dripping hand from the front of her robe and reached for the doorknob. She tried to turn it, but her hand slipped off. It was much harder to get a grip with her palm completely drenched. After a couple tries, Samantha tightened her grip and managed to open the door. The moment Sam saw the toilet, there was no holding back. The small dribble strengthened instantly. Sam was no longer leaking, she was peeing! In an instant, Sam decided it would do more harm trying to contain this than making her move, so she took action quickly. Sam stepped into the bathroom, shut the door, and ran the few steps over to the toilet. All the while, she could feel the warm stream slipping between her fingers and winding its way down her legs, covering her feet. In a few steps, she was there. Samantha removed her hands to open up and lift her robe, revealing her glistening lower body. She hoisted herself onto the toilet and… nothing. Sam had made it to the toilet, but all that was left was a tiny trickle. She tried to force a stream to start, and managed to bring forth a few extra spurts, but that was it. Pretty much all the contents of Sam’s bladder were now covering her body, the robe, and the floor. Mortified, Sam hung her heard. She dropped her robe back into place and wrapped it tightly around her like a security blanket. Sam shifted back on the toilet seat and placed her wet feet on the rim. She then rested her head against her knees, fighting back tears. She was turned into a kid, she had wet herself, she wasn’t about to let herself start crying. At that point, she would basically just be a baby. She thought about her situation again. Right now, she was nothing but a wet little girl. Someone who, in just a few days, was going to try and become a full-fledged sorceress and she just wet herself. Could she really do it at this point? After all this, was she really worthy of even taking the exam, let alone passing? Sam’s depressive thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. She had been so lost in her own head, she had no idea how much time had passed. “Go away.” She snapped at the door. “Sam?” She heard another girl’s voice from the other side. “Yeah.” She sighed. Slowly, the door opened and Allison walked in, a neatly folded set of clothes under her arm. She looked somber as her eyes met the humiliated apprentice. “Oh, good.” Allison said, a cautious smile breaking out on her face, “I thought you, like, reverted to a toddler or something.” “Not. Funny.” Sam muttered. “Sorry.” The two were silent for a moment, then Sam finally asked, “How did you know I was in here?” “I just followed the trail.” Allison said, pointing at the reflective liquid coating the bathroom floor, and the path it left down the hallway. Samantha’s face grew even warmer. Her eyes started stinging again. She wiped them against her forearm, gritting her teeth to force herself not to cry. “Did you need me to bring you some… protection, too?” Allison asked, awkwardly. “No.” Sam said, burying her face in her knees again, “I still have control over that. Just… I overestimated my new body’s limits…” “Hey,” Allison said, setting the clothes down on the counter. She walked over and carefully crouched down in a relatively dry spot, “I bet the same thing would happen to anyone in your position. It’s just and accident, we all have them.” Allison’s tone was soft and soothing, like she was talking to a child. Part of Sam hated being talked to like that, but another part of her liked how gentle and caring it sounded. “Tell you what,” Allison added, lifting Sam’s head so their eyes met, “You get yourself cleaned up and changed, and I’ll work on cleaning up the hallway. Okay?” Sam felt tears welling up in her eyes again. Why was she in this position? Why did she need to be treated this way? She was supposed to be a grown woman, an example to the students. “Okay.” Sam responded, her voice quivering. “No one needs to know about this, it’ll be our little secret, okay?” Allison said, lifting a finger in front of her mouth and giving a wink. “We’ll get you cleaned up, into some clean clothes, and get back to working on finding a cure to this weirdness.” Sam nodded wordlessly. A few seconds after Allison left the room, Sam got off the toilet and grabbed a wad of toilet paper. First, she did her best to dry off her legs, then her feet and her other parts. After that, she washed her hands and took the clothes off the counter. Allison had brought everything, including a small, pink pair of underwear. It was embarrassingly childish, but at least no one should be seeing it. Sam got changed into the light blue t-shirt, jeans, and clean socks that were brought. The clothes fit well enough. It felt strangely good to be back in clean, dry, normal-fitting clothes. It brought a weird amount of comfort after Samantha’s ordeal. Soon after she got changed, Allison came back in with a few towels and the girls worked together to clean up the floor. After they finished that, they put the towels and dampened robe away in the laundry room. Then they went to meet up with Matthew in the lab. There was a lot to get figured out about this situation, but hopefully it would be fixed before too many questions had to be answered. ‘Matt better find a cure fast,’ Samantha thought, ‘for his sake.’ _________________________________________ Thanks for reading, any feedback/suggestions would be appreciated.

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.)

[Leah] Parties on boats. Parties on rooftops. Drunken stumbling through empty streets at three in the morning following said parties. After all of that, eighteen year old Leah LaVes thought she'd seen it all. Of course, being the young, naive idiot she was, Leah was wrong. Leah and her friends Tori, Elle, and Candace were sitting in a circle in Leah's backyard, surrounding a modest pile of animal-print panties. The root of this very odd, mildly disturbing, and infinitely curious scene was simple. Revenge. You see, exactly three nights ago, due to a series of events that totally weren't Leah's fault, Leah got punished harshly by her literally insane parents. It was all her fault; that conniving, evil, too-nerdy-to-be-my-little-sister sister. If that dorky brat Caitlin hadn't been up all night studying, Leah would have never been caught sneaking into the house at 4 AM. Since then, Leah had been confined to her room, with only cold thoughts of vengeance to keep her company. Leah's idea was simple -- she wanted to make her sister pee her pants. Why? The snotty brat had never done it before, that's why! Potty trained at eleven months, and not a single accident since. On the other hand, Leah, whose bladder was decidedly weaker, was always having accidents. Caitlin would always act so unbelievably smug when Leah so much as dampened a thong, that bitch! Leah was only an idea girl, though. She needed other, lesser people to do the real thinking for her. Though her parents had confiscated Leah's phone and computer, she always had a backup plan. In this case, it was an old Nokia cell phone, heavier than a brick and just as ugly. Though it sickened Leah to use such primitive technology, she fought through the dry heaves to concoct her plans. Thumbing through her list of contacts, Leah found Daniel Xu, a nerdy Chinese kid in her anatomy class; she often used him to cheat on homework. This kid was an easy crack; he buckled at the first sign of a wink emoticon. She told him all about her devious idea, hoping his dorky brain would help kickstart it. He soon promised not only to come up with a plan, but to also not tell a soul about it, lest his already shaky social reputation plummet to the deepest depths of highschool hell. Surprisingly, just a day later, Daniel got a hold of some ancient Chinese herb that was supposed to make a person's bladder fill to max capacity within seconds. How fortunate, Leah thought, that such an herb existed! It was pretty creepy that the Chinese kid acquired it so quickly, though. Creeper. Regardless, Leah was now in possession of the peetonium (an immensely clever name Leah came up with all by herself), and she could set her plan into motion. A couple of days after acquiring the peetonium, Leah invited her three best friends over for a "study group" while her sister and her parents were out. That brings us to our current scene: Blonde, pretty Leah, raven-haired Tori, and the red-headed twins Elle and Candace, sitting around a pile of Caitlin's childish panties in the middle of Leah's fenced backyard. The one (and only) thing Leah knew about science was that you needed lab rats to test on. She needed to know if the peetonium really worked, and who better to test it on than her idiot friends? "What the hell are we doing here, anyway?" Elle complained, "my jeans are getting grass stains!" "Oh, don't whine," Leah scolded, "we're here to start a new trend in women's underwear!" She held up a pair of Caitlin's panties, with bananas printed on them. "Kiddish print panties are going to be all the rage this fall," Leah lied, "and we're going to get a headstart on it! So, ladies, off with your panties!" All three girls gave Leah the exact same look. Confused and disgusted, yet curious. Candace was the first to relent. She unfastened her tight jeans and slowly worked them down her hips, revealing a lacy, white pair of panties beneath. Leah smiled and tossed her Caitlin's banana panties, and Candace reluctantly slid off her lace panties and put on the new ones. "So...?" Candace said apprehensively, spinning slowly to show off her new underwear. "It looks pretty ridic--" Tori began, before being elbowed in the ribs by Leah. "They look amazing!" Leah interrupted, doing her best to actually sound impressed. "R-really?" The red-headed Candace asked, looking down at her tightly-hugged butt. "Of course!" Leah assured. "Come on, Elle, if she looks good in them, you will too! You're twins!" Elle made a face, but soon took off her own jeans and panties, replacing them with a rainbow print pair of Caitlin's. Tori followed soon after, sliding her pink thong off under her skirt and pulling up anteater print panties. "Yes... yes!!" Leah exclaimed, faking enthusiasm. "This really will be a hit!" "Yeah, I guess it's not that bad," Tori admitted, "it's a lot comfier, too," she added, shaking her hips under her black skirt. "I know! Let's celebrate with a drink!" Leah announced. "In fact, I mixed some margaritas just for us!" Her three friends cheered wildly in their girly panties as Leah brought the drinks out, none of them knowing Leah had mixed the peetonium into their drinks. This, Leah thought, was the moment of truth! All four of the girls quickly downed their drinks, Leah hastily drinking the only unspiked one. Now it was just a matter of time before-- "Damn, I have to pee so bad!" Tori announced, quickly shoving her hands between her legs. "Crap, crap, what the hell?" she cursed, going to her knees in the grassy backyard. Leah barely managed to contain her grin as she watched her friend squirm. Her deep black hair swayed back and forth as she rocked from knee to knee, her skirt stuffed between her thighs. "Actually, I really have to go, too." Elle announced, her bare, tanned thighs clenched together. Beside her, Candace silently assumed the exact same pose. "If y'all need to use the bathroom, the door's unlocked." Leah said casually, bursting with joy on the inside from watching them struggle. Tori attempted to rise from her knees, but she suddenly jerked and fell back down with a sob. "I-I can't hold it..." Tori cried, "...the pressure is too strong! Crap, crap!!" she yelled, her hands lodged firmly between her thighs. Opposite her, splattering sounds could be heard coming from under Candace. "N-no, no, no, no...!" she exclaimed, doubled over in agony. Streams of urine snaked down her thighs and dripped from the back of her banana print panties. Beside her, Elle watched her twin sister lose control, driving Elle to the brink of leaking as well. Uncontrollably, a jet of warm pee shot into her rainbow panties, dampening them significantly. Elle reflexively slammed her thighs together and held herself with both hands, before attempting to waddle toward Leah's house. "Screw it, screw it...!" Tori sobbed, "I can't, I can't, what's happening, oh God...!!" She stood halfway to her feet as a torrent of pee shot like a sprinkler from underneath her skirt. Tori spread her legs as far as she could and attempted to lift her skirt, but her urine had already erratically sprayed all over it, her panties, her legs, and the grass below. Meanwhile, red-headed Candace was sitting hopelessly on the lawn, still peeing, a look of resigned, tear-streaked embarrassment on her face. The patch of grass around her soaked bottom was darkened with wetness, and a puddle continued to grow just above the dirt's surface. Elle was having far more luck than the other two, still managing to not fully lose control. She'd hobbled almost all the way the Leah's back door, though she had lost another dozen drops of urine in the process. Her hands were damp from holding herself, but her thighs remained dry. Just a few more steps and... "Aaah, dammit!!" Elle shouted as she tripped over a concrete stair, landing hard on her knee. The shock knocked a massive surge of pee out of her and into her rainbow print panties, fully soaking her crotch and part of her butt in warm, yellow liquid. This time, the pee didn't stop. Even as Elle attempted to stuggle to her feet, urine dribbled past her thighs and onto Leah's patio. Finally, Elle gave up, collapsing onto all fours on the patio and wetting an incredibly strong stream from her bottom onto the ground behind her. Her butt, calves, shins, and feet all became thoroughly drenched in urine, and a large puddle quickly formed beneath her. Leah grinned. Each of her friends had just proven the peetonium to be exactly as effective as she needed, and the looks on their tear-stained faces were priceless! "Ladies, ladies!" Leah said, "just because you're wearing baby panties doesn't mean you get to pee all over yourselves like babies!" No one replied. "Oh, to hell with you guys. Give me back those pee-stained panties and get out of here before my parents come back, or I'll tell everyone in school what you all just did!" No one argued. Leah's three friends began changing into their original clothes, exchanging not a word nor a glance the entire time. Occasionally, drops managed to fall from their urine-soaked crotches. Soon enough, the soaked, raven-haired girl and the damp, red-headed twins were gone, leaving only Leah, three pairs of urine-soaked blackmail, and the start of an intricate tale of revenge that would only continue to spiral out of control.

http://abdlstoryforum.info/forums/index.php/topic,657.0.html?PHPSESSID=hgg8v2r1befnbcfnqceqob2gv1 That is the link to a website I thought I'd share with you guys. I first saw it a couple of years ago and forgot about it, and it recentlu popped in to my mind, here it is and enjoy, I do not take any credit for this piece of work.

Here is a new story that I've decided to write with my co-author Justice, he helped me out by by giving me several ideas to work with. Along with editing this for me he was a great help and I couldn't have done this without him. Kingdom of Nazara Meliora Asrai, Princess of Nazara, was taken in by Elthin Veldhar. ...Well, she wouldn't say "taken in" …In fact, sometimes she wondered if "love" was a suitable explanation for the feelings she had. Sure, she loved Elthin, but Meliora always thought she was more "interested" with him than anything else. She loves secrets and intrigue above all else, and she often kept a conversation going just to see if she could find more juicy details. Well, that’s not really all she was into. If there was anything she was into more than her boyfriend Elthin, it was the dark arts, or black magic, as some would call it. Magic that could give powerful abilities to people while also giving them horrible curses, it was known to fail if they weren’t followed exactly, sometimes even an entirely unintended effect. These thoughts only proved to entice the girl, and her noble elegance transferred over to the dark arts in a rather comical way. While Meliora was a fan of studying the dark arts, she also liked to study various other spells such as those of the four elements, those of fire, wind, water, and earth. She was one of those types of people who loved to study and seek out knowledge, Meliora wished to know everything. Back home in her room she had many, many books at her beck and call along with piles of parchment lined with many notes she always took down. As she was normally one to review what she had learned she'd often talk to her father (the king) or her tutors. They'd have heated debates over history, science, magic, etc. and on this early morning she had met up with Elthin haven given him a small roll of parchment and some ingredients in a small silk bag. "When you complete what is written on this parchment you will get what you seek. But I must warn you to follow my instructions to the letter. The slightest mistake can cause something horrible to happen" Meliora warned Elthin before he left to return to his own kingdom. "I promise and once I have what I desire we shall get married and untie our two kingdoms" Elthin replied. He gave her a long kiss on the lips before leaving. As Meliora watched Elthin leave she couldn’t help but worry about him, she knew how reckless he could often get. She went through her options quickly in her head. She'd go with him to see for herself if Elthin had followed through correctly. "Fetch me my horse and traveler’s bags, I will be heading to Glacialis" Meliora told her lady in waiting. Several Hours Later At The Kingdom of Glacialis A clear spring sky bathed the marble black of the kingdom of Glacialis, glimmering on a coat of late frost. Silver and black banners snapped in the cold wind from atop the many towers around the high walls, while sentries patrolled back and forth in blackened scale and golden helms. The fortress-city reverberated to the tramp of booted feet and the scrape of metal as regiments practiced drills in the open squares. The cries of their lieutenants echoed from the stone walls and mingled with the crackle of sacrificial pyres and screams of howling prisoners. Fearsome was the citadel, for it had been built by Stiria Iselin, who had been the Glacialis. Very first ruler along with the aid of Reva Malkusha and was so wrought that no approach was left undefended. Eighty high towers and many miles of thick walls surrounded the city, yet only three gates controlled access in and out, each surrounded by bastions filled with war machines and troops. Racing towards the very city on a horse with a jet black mane sat the young Elthin Veldhar. He wore armour of ithilmar that looked like the color of midnight. Elthin stands just a few inches less than six feet, his hair is white with black highlights on the right, left, and top part of his hair. Elthin's pupils are slit like a cat's, and his eyes are a beautiful shade of blue which often are said to mirror that of any ocean. His eyelashes are quite short, while his thin eyebrows are delicately curved. Strapped to his side in a sheath of pure white crystal was Amreir, the winter-blade that had been given to the young prince on his sixteenth birthday by his father. However, that wasn't the only weapon the young prince had. Hand wrapped up in a magical silk cloth was the spear of ice, Nagrain, its tip was a crystal said to be stronger than any metal. Elthin, who had been taught in the art of sword-play, was quite gifted with using a sword, although normally he preferred to use a spear. There was just something that Elthin liked when using a spear in combat. Maybe it was the spear’s longer reach and flexibility, or it could have been the reckless way he used it in combat, spinning it around in such a crazy fashion that Elthin didn't care whether he struck friend or foe alike, just as long as they ended up either dead or impaled on its shaft, it filled Elthin with a wonderful feeling of pure ecstasy. Elthin slowly brought his horse down the dirt path towards the city in the distance. All around him was freshly fallen snow that covered the ground like a soft blanket. As he neared the city, his left hand padded the small bag on his side. Inside was the very last item he had needed to complete. His spell was one that would finally allow him to take what he had desired ever since he had come of age, that being the very crown of the kingdom itself the one currently worn by his father. A small smirk formed on his face. "In only a few short moments I will arrive, and with this item I will finally have what I truly desire" Elthin laughed aloud. What Elthin wished for was to surpass the limits of his own strength. While he was already strong for someone his age, he wanted to be far stronger. But instead of wanting to work out day in and day out or training which would take weeks or even months, Elthin decided on the easier way and had asked his girlfriend Meliora for help. Five minutes later, he passed through the eastern entrance into the city and headed towards the royal stables. Once there he dismounted, handing his horse's reins to one of the workers tending to the stables and then gathered his belongs, heading towards the palace itself. Walking up the vast black stairs he entered into the palace and headed right for his private chambers where he wished not to be disturbed. Once inside he quickly closed and bolted the door behind him and placed his belongs on the floor, taking the contents which were stowed in small bag and opening them. He laid the ingredients out on the small purple cloth that they had been gathered in before reaching for the roll of parchment. Meliora had given it to him to make sure he completed the process correctly, and despite much of his headstrong attitude, he slowly read over what was listed several times. He then cursed himself for being a fool as he had forgotten to grab a bowl as he needed to mix some of the ingredients together. After solving that problem, he took the basil, caraway, bay leaves, anise, garlic cloves and coriander taking and placing them into the bowl, starting to mix them together and being sure to follow the directions on the parchment to the letter. Yet, it was at this time that something suddenly went wrong. As Elthin mixed the ingredients together, a small, purplish smoke began to form in the bowl, somewhat pooling in it more than rising. Looking down he took notice of this and believed that this smoke was just the results of his work. However, the smoke started to grow more in size. Truth be told, Elthin had made a risky mistake. He had used far too much basil. When he was supposed to use only three pieces, Elthin had used twelve. It was a rather bad mistake which any normal mage wouldn't make but in Elthin's haste he had messed up. The smoke slowly rose out of the bowl and began to travel up the young man's arm. Elthin cried out in surprise and dropped the bowl onto the ground, backing away. He started swinging his arm around to try and rid it of the smoke, but the smoke then doubled in size and seemed to take on a life of its own. It quickly grew and grew until it completely covered his entire body. "What the hell! Get off me!" Elthin yelled, continuing his failing attempt of shaking off the smoke. His voice was soon lost as the purple cloud of smoke did its own sort of magic. Several moments passed and the smoke began to clear away, only to reveal something rather strange. Where only mere moments before a young man in armor was standing, there was now a young girl standing there completely naked. She was 5'2 and had short, white, shoulder length hair with black highlights on the right, left, and top of her hair. She had small yet lovely a-cup breasts, beautiful royal blue eyes, a cute button nose, a small slim waist, and a small patch of white pubic hair. Rubbing her eyes with her fingers she soon cleared and opened them. It was then that she spotted her reflection in the mirror on the right side of the room near the armor stand. Her eyes widened in complete shock as she took in her reflection. "W-what the hell?" Elthin yelled. The voice that escaped his lips wasn't his usual harsh male voice. Instead, it was a small, cute, and soft feminine voice. She took a small step forward towards the mirror when she felt a very weird sensation come over her. Elthin felt a sharp pain in her stomach which made her grab her side in pain only to then fall to her knees. It was when she hit her knees on the ground a small noise could be heard coming from between the cute girl's legs. Looking down in shock she saw a small transparent yellow stream falling between her legs onto the blue carpeted floor, creating a small yet growing dark puddle underneath her cute form. "E-eeewwww, gross, just gross" Elthin whispered to herself at the ever growing puddle between her legs. Already her face burned a deep red as the steady stream of pee fell from her pee-hole, a hissing sound was heard. Elthin covered her eyes in disgust and sheer embarrassment. "W-hat's h-h-happening to me?" Elthin cried. For the first time in his/her life, Elthin felt tears fill her eyes and slowly fall down her cheeks. She then began to cry as her steady stream slowly came to a stop the young girl sat in a puddle. Of pee that was her own making Elthin sat there for a few moments crying softly when the she heard a faint chime come from outside her door. "Oh no…" Elthin said to herself. She heard the chime again and this time a voice could be heard coming from behind the door. "Elthin it's me, can I come in? I want to see if the spell worked!" the voice asked. Elthin began to panic, the voice belonged to Meliora! But what was she doing here so soon? Elthin had thought Meliora would have been waiting at home, yet here she was having arrived about an hour after he himself had returned when he had still been a boy. Elthin didn't know what to do she wiped the tears from her eyes and got up. "Elthin are you in there? Is something wrong? Why won't you answer me?" Meliora demanded, a hint of concern in her voice. "Umm... just a moment!" Elthin called out. When Meliora heard the female voice come from behind the door to Elthin's chambers, she suddenly grew very angry and banged on the door. "Elthin, what the hell is going on? Why is there a female in your room when I'm the only one who should be allowed inside?" Meliora yelled. She gripped the door handle and tried to jerk it open only to find out it was locked from the inside. Elthin didn't know what to do, she couldn't let Meliora see her like this, let alone see the puddle of pee on the floor that she had just made moments ago. She looked around trying to find some place where she could hide out from Meliora's wrath, she spotted the dark black curtains near the window closest to the king-sized bed. She started towards it only to stop when she heard the door open. Meliora, who had tried several time to open the door, soon grew tired of not being able to enter the room reached into her skirt's pocket and took out a small silver key which she then put into the lock of the door and unlocked it, turning the handle to the left and pushing the door open with a powerful push. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- In the flash of a second Meliora entered into the room. She had long black hair with small curls, she had a small bust and decent stature. She was dressed in a short black traveler’s gown with a small black blouse that hugged her bosom and a short black skirt that reached to about mid-thigh and showed off her well-toned thighs. Around her neck was a midnight colored cloak made out of the finest silk the kingdom had to offer, and currently it fluttered at the sudden movement she had made. When Meliora caught sight of the naked girl in Elthin's room her eyes widened in surprise. "W-who are you?" Meliora demanded to know as her eyes took in all the girl's features. Her eyes lingered on Elthin's small breasts and small patch of white pubic hair for several moments before she caught the faint smell of something. She sniffed it once, twice, and three times before it dawned on her what the smell was. "Why, does it smell like pee in here… and once more, who are you? Explain yourself! Where is Elthin?" Meliora shouted at the girl. Elthin didn't know what to say. She had to think quickly, and something came to mind. She quickly spoke out what she had just thought of, hoping it would work. "I… I'm E-Elicia. Veldhar Elthin's sister" Elicia quickly replied. Meliora took this in then replied back. "I didn't know Elthin had a sister, but why are you naked?" Meliora asked. Elicia thought for a few moments for a suitable answer. "Umm... I.. I peed in the one I was wearing and took it off and hid it so, no one would find it. I tried to find something new to wear but there was nothing in here my size" Elicia spoke in return in a rather small voice. For some odd reason Meliora felt a faint wave of excitement race through her. It was something she couldn't yet explain, but as she looked at Elicia standing there naked, she decided to help the girl out. "Oh, you poor girl, I have something you can wear" Meliora says. She takes off her black traveler's cloak from around her neck and walks over to Elicia whom she helps to her feet, placing the cloak around her shoulders and tying it up around her neck. Taking Elicia's small hand in her own she led the girl out of Elthin's chambers. They walked along for a short while, passing by several more rooms and up two more flights of stairs until they reached a large, brown, wooden door. Letting go of her hand she pushed open the door and walked inside the large room with Elicia trailing behind her inside the room. The room contained a large queen-sized bed covered in pure white silk sheets, a small weapon stand was at the right side of the room where a long staff of bone and iron lay upon it. A small white marble writing desk lined the left side of the room, and upon the desk were various spell books along with several rolls of parchment and several writing pens with ink wells. Meliora walked towards the large walk-in closet, and once inside she started looking around for a dress that Elicia could wear. Elicia just stood there nervously, she had no idea what was going on. It seemed that Meliora believed her story that she was Elthin's sister, but Elicia's mind wasn't on what had happened in his own room or about having to wear a dress for the first time in her life. What she wanted to know is just why this happened to her. What had she done to cause this very curse to happen to her in the first place? "Is there any way I can change back into my normal self? Will this wear off in a few more minutes or hours? How am I supposed to act like a girl and not get found out?" Elicia thought. Several moments later Meliora returned into the room holding a dress for Elicia to wear. Meliora first handed Elicia a silk short night dress that would finish just below her hips, Along with matching panties that were trimmed with a ruffled lace. Above that Meliora also handed Elicia a small white silk blouse and matching skirt (these were made from the finest material that the kingdom had to offer). Elicia looked at the clothes which were handed to her, a small blush forming on her cheeks. Meliora slowly pushed Elicia over towards the far corner of the room where a large, red, silk square cover hung down from the ceiling. This was to allow Elicia to dress in privacy. When Elicia walked behind it she set the clothes down on a small sitting chair. Again she looked at the clothes which had been handed to her. Not really knowing how to put on a pair of girl's clothes Elicia thought of asking for help in that matter, but was way too embarrassed to even think about asking such a question. So, after a few failed attempts, Elicia was finally able to put on the silk short night dress and matching panties, the very clothes she had been given. Elicia couldn't help but look at herself in the mirror that lined the wall. If she were asked, she would have said that she looked rather cute. She took this all in and sighed to herself before slowly leaving behind the small dressing wall and walking over to where Meliora was standing. Elicia wasn’t really sure on what to say, whether it should be “thank you” or even asking to borrow some more clothes. Seeing as what she was now wearing was the only set of clothes she currently had on her. It was Meliora that finally broke the silence. "Why, don't you tell me a little bit about yourself?" Meliora asked as she took a seat upon the bed and slowly crossed her legs. "Umm… There really isn't much to say…" Elicia spoke softly. She looked around and wasn't really sure on where she could sit, but soon she saw the desk chair and then walked over to it and sat down upon it, taking up a position like any sort of man would when sitting in a chair. Her legs were parted slightly which gave Meliora a small yet perfect view up her short dress, letting the girl see her upper thighs and lace panties. While Meliora clearly enjoyed the view it was something else that had caught her eye that had been the way Elicia had walked over towards the chair, along with how she had sat down. It wasn't how any normal girl would walk and then sit down. Elicia had clearly walked just like Elthin always did and sat as Elthin always sat, which, as rude as it was to say, was rather unique, even for a guy. As Meliora took this all in she thought about asking Elicia what was up about this. To Be Continued

At the desk in the back left corner of the room, next to the window, Eiji Tojo sat with his chin resting on his forearm, listlessly staring about the classroom. Usually, gazing thoughtfully out the window would be far more entertaining, but the sun's rays were hitting the window at such an angle that even a cursory glance to his left would have blinded him. No matter, though, as Eiji fortunately had other things to occupy his mind. Not what the teacher was yammering about, nor what was written on the board, of course. Those were pointless and boring compared to how he usually spent his time: playing with his superpower. Something that occupied and excited him, despite its odd, obscene nature, since he'd discovered he had it when he was seven years old. With a light pop, audible to no one but himself, Eiji manifested rectangular meters going from zero to one hundred above the heads of everyone in the room, himself included. The meters measured, of all things, the bladder fullness of the person whose head it floated above. Each of his classmates had a different amount of the meter filled: some in the single digits, some hanging in the twenties, and one brimming near sixty over the head of the shy, bespectacled brunette girl on the other end of the room. Eiji's own meter was around sixty as well, enough to be naggingly uncomfortable, as the glasses girl must've been feeling as well. With a downward motion of his index finger, as if he were lowering the volume on a clock radio, Eiji drained his meter of its glowing yellow liquid filling. The "rules" of his power, however, required him to place what he drained from one person's meter into another person's meter. Eiji wasn't sure exactly why the power worked like that, but it seemed logical enough and he accepted it because it was simply how it'd always been. Eiji scanned the room, looking for someone to dump his excess meter into. The target of the refill had to be within line of sight, and within twenty yards -- easy enough for a classroom like this, small and packed to the brim, humid and hot in the waning summer afternoon. Lazily raising his index finger, Eiji filled a blonde female classmate's meter from twenty-five to forty-five. What was her name, again? Eiji briefly wondered as the blonde girl began to readjust her legs, wearing a surprised expression of discomfort. He didn't care whose meter he filled, honestly -- to the friendless loner, everyone in the class was nothing more than a receptacle for his excess meter, and watching the person squirm, no matter who they were, was monumentally entertaining. It mattered so little, in fact, that he began simply waving his fingers at random, filling and emptying his classmates' meters without a haphazard thoughtlessness. "E-... eek...!" A shrill gasp caught the attention of the entire room, Eiji included. The bespectacled girl who was at sixty percent before -- what was her name? -- suddenly thrashed in her seat, crossing her legs in an obvious vice grip as sweat beaded down her forehead and flowed around her panicked eyes. Eiji flicked his gaze to the space over her head, where her nearly topped-out meter hung at ninety-five percent full. Rats. As much love as Eiji had for the discomfort of those around him, he couldn't bear the thought of actually filling someone's meter to the top. Urine, especially on a hot day like this, especially spilled in the same room as him, was abhorrent! He'd hated the sight, smell, and even the idea of it since before he gained his superpower! Well, no matter. It was easy enough of a fix, at least. Eiji raised his hand toward the struggling girl -- was her name Emily? -- to lower her meter, but before he could swipe his finger downward, his eyes caught sight of her bravely struggling, smooth, and lightly pimple-spotted face, her long eyelashes brushing delicately against the inner frames of her glasses, and her thick, luscious brown hair as it swayed effortlessly with her body's movements. Wait, huh? Why was he noticing this all of a sudden? "She's pretty cute." As the fleeting, meaningless thought crossed Eiji's mind, the bespectacled girl's meter suddenly, with a sound like crackling electricity, went haywire. The meter began to drain and fill repeatedly with no rhyme or reason, with no input from Eiji. The liquid inside turned from yellow to deep red to bright pink, intensifying more and more in glow. Eiji swiped his finger downward frantically, desperately trying to right the shocking, unprecedented situation, all while... what was her name, dangit?!... continued struggling. Suddenly, the meter vanished altogether. Eiji tried "resetting" his power, turning it off for everyone and then back on with another pop. Glasses Girl's meter was still missing. "H-hah..." she whimpered, doubling over at her desk. This caught the attention of even the teacher, Mr. Yoshinobu. "Is everything alright, Harumi?" the teacher asked monotonously. Aha! So THAT was her name! Right, right... Harumi Etsuko. "T-toilet..." the girl struggled to say, her voiced pitched several octaves higher than normal. Giggles and snickers began to fill the room. Eiji stomach churned and went cold. He didn't want the girl to wet herself, both out of his personal distaste for the act and a feeling of pity that had begun welling up within. The meter, however, still hadn't reappeared. This was the first time his superpower had ever malfunctioned! Of all places, of all times, why here, why now, why this particular girl?! "She's pretty cute." The thought echoed in Eiji's head, stronger this time. Her struggle, her writhing legs, her sweating brow, her glasses, and...! *drip* ...her urine. Harumi lost her battle. She looked and sounded absolutely humiliated, sobbing shakily as her bodily fluids drained rapidly, pooling into her seat, staining her uniform's skirt, and spilling over onto the floor with deafeningly loud splashes. Laughter now permeated the room, mingling with the heavy humidity and stench of pee. Eiji's heart skipped a beat. "Disgusting!" screamed his brain. "Disgusting!" shouted his instincts. "She's... really cute," cooed his heart. "A... alright, class, go ahead and file out. You're dismissed early today," the teacher stammered over Harumi's cries, "and don't forget your homework and use this... incident... as an excuse!" he added sharply. The laughter began to subside as the class started filtered out, avoiding Harumi's still-spreading, lukewarm puddle and whispering God-knows-what to each other in hushed tones. Eiji was the last in line to leave, walking slowly and deliberately, struggling against the overwhelming urge to crane his neck for a clearer look at the mortified, yet somehow irresistibly adorable girl. "Ahem, hm. Eiji-kun?" Mr. Yoshinobu called, his voice hoarse after clearing his throat. Eiji froze in place, paralyzed by both fear and surprise. "Y-yes, sir?" Eiji replied, his voice cracking noticeably. "I'll need you to help Ms. Etsuko with her things while I get the janitor in here to clean the, er... mess." A weak whine burst from Harumi's throat at the end of the teacher's sentence. Eiji audibly gulped. Turning around, praying desperately his flushed cheeks weren't noticeable, Eiji Tojo made eye contact with the misty, damp, bespectacled eyes of the impossibly cute brunette girl he just made wet herself. To be continued~<3

Alright, so I am fairly excited about this story line. This post just serves as a long winded introduction to most of the main cast. The story itself will jump between character POVs. So without further ado, I present "Armageddon: A modern fantasy" Katie's POV My heart hammered in my chest. Why am I so nervous? I wiped my sweaty hands off onto my pants. Am I underdressed? Romero’s wasn’t exactly a five star restaurant but it was the nicest place within traveling distance. Would a pair of sneakers, lime green skinnies, and a graphic tee cut it? Probably not for normal people, but me and Zed were far from the social norm. Before I had head out the door I made sure to pull on my bright green jacket that was a little bit too big for me. Zed had a habit of teasing me about my palette choice coupled with my short stature allowed me to be mistaken for a child. Of course he wasn’t the only one, but at least no one ever said it in mean spirit. The brisk air greeted me as I stepped out my door. I wasn’t a huge fan of the cold, but since Romero’s was only a five minute walk from my house I decided to give my short, stubby legs a work out. With strides as long as I could muster I moved as quickly as possible to meet Zed for our date. When I finally reached my destination I suddenly regretted my clothing choice. While it wasn’t a black tie affair sort of place most people were still dressed nicer than I was. It wasn’t until I found Zed that the self-consciousness went away. There was my dork of a boyfriend dressed in dark wash jean, tennis shoes, a black tee and his signature sleek, black hoodie which he left unzipped. The two of us must have looked like polar opposites. Our only physical trait that we had in common was that we were both slender-though being a girl I naturally had more curves than he-and a collection of freckles that dotted our noses and speckled our cheeks. Even then my freckles were more prominent against my milky skin while his were hidden by his tan flesh. His dark messy hair contrasted my long strawberry blonde hair. My ever vibrant and colorful clothing clashed with his darker color choices. His breathtaking turquoise eyes were narrow and slanted as opposed to my wide brown eyes. Even his laid back and reserved personality differed from my own outgoing and excitable nature. Perhaps it was our differences that made our relationship work so well. Upon spotting me, Zed rose to greet me. While he, being half elf, couldn’t be considered tall, I still barely reached his shoulders. Nevertheless he embraced me, flashing his crooked smile as he did so. I inhaled his heady scent as he held me tight for a moment. When he released me we were both smiling like two love sick fools. “Hey, Katie.” He muttered. His eyes met mine and for a moment neither of us looked away. “Hi.” I mumbled softly in return. He finally broke the stare as he gestured towards the table. “Have a seat.” He said as he pulled out my chair for me. I guess chivalry isn’t dead after all. I couldn’t hide my goofy grin as I thanked him and took the seat. “I hope I didn’t keep you waiting.” “Not at all.” He smiled. “Although I could have picked you up, if you had wanted.” “Perhaps, but I kind of like meeting people places. Maybe that’s weird.” I laughed nervously. I probably sounded like a dork. “It’s… unique.” He said finally. “And it saves me money on gas.” He teased. “See. It’s a good thing. I help save you money.” “Maybe.” He contemplated. “But it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world for me to pick you up. If you ever want me to, I mean.” “You could drive me home. If you want to, I mean.” I teased. He winced. “I might have walked here.” “What? That’s at least a half hour walk!” I exclaimed. “I like to walk.” He shrugged. “Well then… I guess you can walk me home.” “Alright, it’s a deal.” One exorbitantly expensive meal later, which Zed insisted he pay for by himself, the two of us found ourselves facing the brisk air once more. I dithered in the doorway for a moment as I was suddenly made aware of a certain pressure building in my bladder. Before I could decide whether I should go now or when I got home Zed’s fingers suddenly laced with my own and all thoughts were expelled from my brain as my heart skipped a beat. “Let us be off.” He said with a smirk as he led me in the direction of my home. For a while the two of strolled down the street with our intertwined hands swinging between the two of us. For those few short moments everything was peaceful and my life was sane. Of course it didn’t take too long before something came around to ruin it. It started with a simple collision as an older stranger bumped into Zed. Zed immediately turned to apologize but was interrupted when the stranger muttered something I couldn’t make out. Zed’s face went pale and I could feel his hand tremble slightly. Before I could ask what exactly the man had said Zed led me and the stranger into the privacy of a dark alleyway. This time the stranger spoke loud enough for me to hear. “Alright, no one has to lose their life over this. Just hand over all your possessions and I will be off.” My eyes caught a glint of light and were drawn to the muzzle of a pistol. In that moment my brain suddenly remembered to be afraid and my heart began to race. My vision tunneled, focusing on the menacing firearm in our muggers hand, everything else was out of focus and seemed to shudder and tremble as the peripheral of my vision seemed to pulsate. Panic swelled in my chest and my hand slipped from Zed’s. A strange warmth spread across my lap as my knees buckled. I managed to pull my gaze away from the gun long enough to inspect my legs to see something dark and glistening creep down my thighs. For the first time in six years I was wetting myself. I might have blushed had the blood not all been drained from my face. Instead I slowly drew my vision back to the gun aimed at my body. I could barely form coherent thoughts as the gun seemed to glare at me. The deafening beat of my heart drowned out any of the conversation between the marauder and Zed that I might have heard. Hot rivulets of pee trickled down the back of my calves. My legs felt as if they would give out at any moment. Short, desperate breaths escaped my lips as I tried to fight back the terror that was beginning to overwhelming me. It took me a moment to realize the faint patter I heard over the din of my own pounding heart was the sound of pee drizzling to the ground. The golden liquid had already thoroughly saturated my legs and overflown my sneakers. The warmth that tickled my legs was almost a welcome compared to how cold the rest of my body felt. I managed to draw my vision away from the gun once more to stare at the puddle that was pooling beneath me. The golden disk of liquid fear beneath me reflected my shame between ripples as diminishing streams added to its entirety. “Leave her out of this.” Zed’s voice broke me from my shell shock. I raised my gaze to find him standing between me and the mugger. “Didn’t anyone ever tell you not to be a hero?” “I guess I didn’t get the memo.” Even though you could hear the uncertainty in his voice Zed was far better at hiding his fear than I was. The only visible indicator that he was even frightened was his trembling legs as he tried to stand tall. “I am not a huge fan of smart mouths.” The crook raised his gun, leveling it with Zed’s head. “No!” I cried out. In an instant something bizarre occurred. Zed’s body was thrown to the wall to his right. The Mugger was flung much more harshly out of the alleyway and into the street, his body rag dolling as it went. My body was suddenly overcome with exhaustion and my mind with confusion. I fell to my knees, splashing my own puddle of pee. I waited until my breathing returned to normal before I moved to check on Zed. Fortunately he seemed fine; whoever our attacker was took the brunt of whatever just happened. “What happened?” Zed groaned as he sat up. “I have no idea.” I admitted breathlessly as I resisted the urge to fall over on him. “What are the chances? Two birds with one stone.” I was distracted from my fatigue at the sudden appearance of yet another stranger. This one was about my and Zed’s age and like Zed was slender. That, however, is where the similarities ended. This boy was half a head taller than Zed was, with short blonde hair that made him look a little like Fred from Scooby Doo. Unlike Zed he didn’t slouch but his posture was still relaxed and open. His most striking feature, though, had to be his electric blue eyes that almost seemed to glow. His apparel was a little hipster-esque and not just because of the plastic black and blue Ray-Ban frames he wore. He donned a plaid button up tee with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and a pair of skinny jeans and to top it off was a pair of moccasins. Already wary of strangers I rose to my feet and balled my fists, hoping I could cause another freak attack. Instead the hipster raised his arms in surrender. “Whoa, there. We come in peace.” He spoke with such innocent confidence that I couldn’t help but trust him, even though I knew I shouldn’t. Wait, we? I looked towards Zed but found him staring at something in the shadows. Following his gaze I didn’t see anything at first. Finally, though, I watched as another figure stepped from the darkness. This stranger was shorter, about Zed’s height, and was a fair skinned female with mousy brown hair that was pulled back into a pony tail. The girl was fit, not exactly muscular but nothing on her lithe body was soft. A skin tight long sleeve shirt hugged her, almost completely, flat chest and black runner shorts covered her thighs. Her almond eyes flit between me and Zed as she took her place at the hipster’s side. “We are… friends.” The hipster spoke again and I couldn’t help but feel there was something off about him; nothing necessarily bad, just different. It was almost like… he wasn’t among one of the four civilized races or even the three arcane. He was something else entirely. The thought made my head spin. “I’m sorry if I don’t quite recall adding you on Facebook.” Zed spoke up. “Well we aren’t friends yet, but we will be.” Hipster said the statement like it was a fact. “Is that so? Are you a psychic now?” “Well, yes.” Hipster shrugged. The girl had seemed frustrated at the entire situation and finally spoke up. “Look, we are mages. You are technically mages too. We are here to kidnap you.” “Don’t say kidnap!” Hipster cried. “Recruit, we are here to recruit you.” “Mages?” I asked. “Mages are extinct. They were all killed out during the Witch Trials.” “You will find, my naïve friend, that it is very difficult to eradicate something as broad as the gene that allows one to manipulate magic. A gene that spans every race, will not be easily be erased. No, Mages are simply endangered and in hiding but we still very much exist. You, yourself, are a living testament to that.” Hipster said with his charismatic voice. “You said two birds with one stone, does that mean…?” Zed asked. “Yes, you’re a wizard too, Harry.” The girl scoffed. “Mage. Wizards and Witches are offensive terms.” Hipster rolled his eyes. “Either way, you are coming with us.” The girl stated. “And if I don’t want to?” Zed inquired. “Then I guess you can have fun being killed by the Witch Hunters. Oh by the way, the fact that we know you are mages means that the Witch Hunters do too, and they are probably on their way here as we speak.” Hipster suddenly got very serious. “So you can either get tortured till you die or…” “Learn magic and probably die anyway.” The girl finished. “Aren’t you a ray of sunshine.” Zed grumbled. “I tend to avoid sunshine.” The girl flashed a grin, revealing a pair of fangs. A vampire. We are dealing with a vampire. “Well, if we do come with you… where are we going?” “Somewhere safe.” Hipster assured us. “Alright, we will go.” I spoke up. “We will?” Zed asked, surprised. “It’s our only choice.” I nodded. Vampire or no vampire, the threat of torture was much worse. Besides if our deaths are so certain, might as well learn a little magic along the way. “Alright, let’s go.” Zed said slowly. “Grab a hand.” Hipster said, reaching for Zed. Zed reluctantly took the hand. “You too.” The girl commanded and took my hand. With their free hands our two “saviors” took each other’s hand and stepped into the shadows. In an instant we were swallowed up by darkness. The pitch black was accompanied by a sensation of weightlessness as if we were floating in space. The feeling was more than a little unnerving but all at once the sensation passed and we found ourselves somewhere new. We were in a small dining area with two white round tables, a collection of white plastic chairs and a small kitchen area hidden behind an “L” shaped counter that left a small opening for entry. Two refrigerators, a sink, an oven, a microwave, several cabinets and a dishwasher occupied the kitchen area… along with a pale raven haired female. The girl was around my age and height, though she was curvier than I was. Her long dark hair was straightened and fell just past her shoulder blades. Her pale blue eyes studied me as I studied her. She had a bit of a hook nose and a beauty mark just under her left eye that somehow didn’t detract from her attractiveness. Thought I doubted many boys would pay much attention to her face given her pair of, what I could only guess were, quadruple D breasts or her equally ample butt. Across from her was an orc, judging the pitch black color of his skin, an ogre specifically. The young ogre was tall, even taller than the hipster, and like most of his race he was muscular. His yellow eyes tried to study me, much like the raven haired girl’s, but they kept flitting back to said girl. His bald head was constantly bouncing back and forth between the two of us. “So these are our newest recruits?” The raven haired girl asked a little less than enthused. I finally realized that she wasn’t studying me so much as she was the stain across my lap. My face immediately lit up with a blush as I became aware of the clamminess of my wet pants. “It seems that way, yes.” I turned to the vampire and noticed a few details I hadn’t noticed before. Mainly how prominent her nose was, more than hooked it was a little beak like. Her fingers were long and slender, almost like talons… it didn’t take me too long to piece together that she was an avion, most likely a harpy specifically. I turned my head to the hipster to see if I had missed any important details about him but the only thing I took notice of was his concentration on my lap. My ears began to burn and I wanted to shrink way. Foolishly I stuck my hands in front of my lap as if they could hide the wet patch that covered almost the entirety of my pants. Just as I wanted to disappear Zed’s hand reached out to mine, his fingers lacing with my own. I looked up at him, still blushing, and he gave me a reassuring smile. The gesture didn’t completely erase my embarrassment but it certainly made it bearable. “Well my name is Brittany.” The raven girl said as she held out her hand. I awkwardly shook it. “I’m Katherine, but you can call me Katie.” I mumbled. “Don’t worry about your… you know, accident too much.” She whispered to me, trying to reassure me. “Everyone has accidents.” “Most people don’t have them at 17.” I grumbled back. “Hey, only a couple of months ago I… may have wet myself.” “Yeah?” “Yeah. Uh, I will tell you the story tomorrow. Until then just keep your head up.” She gave me a sympathetic smile. The orc approached Zed awkwardly and extended his large hand that swallowed up Zed’s own hand. “I’m Timmins.” He announced in a gruff voice. “Zedikiah, but call me Zed.” “Alright, now that we got the formalities out of the way-“ The vampire began. “Sirah, we didn’t tell them our names. I am Alistair for the record. Miss congeniality over here is Sirah. I hope you can see past her bark, which for the record is not worse than her bite, and stick around long enough that we can teach you how to survive.” The hipster interrupted. “Speaking of which, you said that the Witch Hunters could find us back in the alleyway. What is stopping them from finding us here?” Zed inquired. “The base is well protected.” Was all Sirah replied. “By what, a guardian angel?” Zed laughed slightly “We do have an angel, but it’s the wards we’ve put up that keep us protected.” Brittany replied. “You have an angel?” “A fallen angel, but yes.” Sirah sighed as if this was all terribly tedious to her. “Speaking of which, where is Sophie?” Alistair inquired. As if on cue a new stranger came through the door way nearest to the kitchen counter. The new girl was, in a word, perfect. Not simply because she was beautiful, though she was incredibly beautiful, but because, well, nothing was out of place on her. Her face was utterly devoid of blemishes, and her blonde hair was perfectly straight and cascaded to her shoulder blades without a single hair out of place. Her posture was immaculate and clothing without wrinkle. She moved with such grace and purpose that I somehow managed to feel self-conscious of my own gait. Beyond her perfections she was intimidatingly beautiful. She was roughly Zed’s height with long silky legs that led up to an equally toned butt that was just barely covered by her white denim shorts. While her breasts weren’t as big as Brittany’s they were still larger than mine and made prominent by the white midriff top that hugged to her skin tightly and revealed her flat stomach. Even her brown eyes were breathtaking where mine felt dull. “She’s going through her grace period.” Brittany whispered into my ear. “Her what?” I whispered back. “Grace period. After an angel has fallen they retain their grace for three days. Afterwards they become… more human. So after a couple days she won’t be so… perfect.” Brittany informed me. Something about her voice made me think that even after her grace period was up, Sophie would still be enviously beautiful. Zed must have sensed my jealous insecurity because he gave my hand a soft squeeze and when I looked up at him he gave me a reassuring smile, his eyes twinkling with love as he gazed into my own. I would never understand how he seemed to do erase my doubts and make me feel so special with a mere smile. “You are just in time to meet our newest recruits.” Alistair stated. “Only a few hours ago I was your newest recruit.” Sophie mused with a look of interest. “You are aware that the female has urinated on herself.” Just what I needed, someone to bring it up again. It wasn’t enough that the clamminess was driving me crazy, or that I was embarrassed enough without anyone saying anything about it. No, the angel who I am immediately jealous of had to state my condition like it’s as casual as the weather. At this point my face was as red as a tomato and my ears burned hotter than the sun. “C-can I get changed?” I stammered, finally asking the question I’ve wanted to ask since I’ve gotten here. “Of course. Follow me.” Brittany directed me out the door the angel has only just walked in. We passed through a hallway but our destination was a flight of stairs directly across from the kitchen area. We asended the first flight of stairs and got to a small landing area before climbing up another short set up stairs that ran parallel to the flight below it. Once on the second floor there was a large room to our left that I didn’t get to see much of before I was directed down a hall to our right. We finally stopped at the third door on our left-the two on our right being a bathroom and shower room- which opened up to a bedroom. The room was relatively bare, only consisting of a queen sized bed, a vanity, a dresser, a wardrobe, a clothes basket and the same navy carpet as the rest of the second floor. “This will be your room. There are a few changes of clothes in the dresser and the wardrobe. You can buy more clothes later.” Brittany stated. “I will just leave you to get changed then.” She added awkwardly before disappearing out the door. As soon as I had privacy I immediately began to strip. I quickly learned that as difficult as it is to get skinny jeans off on a normal day it is much more difficult to get them off once you have wet yourself in them. The denim clung to my legs as I tried to peel the tight clothing from my body. Finally as I kicked the wet clothing across the floor I found it much easier to take the rest of my clothes off. Cold air ran across my naked body reminding me that my legs were still damp with urine. I awkwardly wiped my legs up with my t-shirt before depositing my clothing into the clothes basket. As soon as the damp wad landed on the bottom, however, the clothing vanished with a faint “pop”. Amazed I reached into the basket it and felt around but nothing happened. The cold air still hugged my body and I realized that I was still entirely naked. I raided the wardrobe and dresser and discovered the only clothes that fit me was a bland grey bra and granny panty combo. That wouldn’t be so bad on its own since no one would see them but even worse was the grey sweatpants and grey, blank t-shirt I had to settle on. Still, it was dry clothes and I was grateful for that. I was pretty sure that Brittany had expected me to take a shower to but all at once I was overcome by exhaustion and I was out as soon as my body hit my bed. Well I hope you have enjoyed the story thus far. The next post will reveal more of the plot and the direction of the story. 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Chapter 2 - I Hate Mondays “W-w-w-what was that!?” Sara shrieked. Klein walked up to Sara, calm as can be, and offered her a hand. He pulled her up. Sara unsuccessfully tried to hold back tears. “I-I was working, so, so, hard - sniff - to be good and - sniff - impress my mentor - sniff - and now THIS!” She sobbed. She fell into Klein’s arms. Klein calmly led her into his apartment. “Hey, it’s okay.” He said. “You couldn’t help it. It’s my fault.” He showed her the showers. “Here, get yourself cleaned up and take a nice shower. You’ll feel better by the time you get out.” Sara nodded in response and went in. Klein found a comfy spot on his couch and plopped down on it. He pulled out his cellphone, and called the school. He told them about how he might have sorta kinda broken his apartment and all the surrounding windows. He told them it was “a cost inferred through his actions as a mentor”, so they had to pay it. He also told the school about how well his student was doing and how much he looked forward to seeing her talent. There was nothing about her peeing, of course. Finally, he hung up. “She’s probably ‘bout done,” Klein muttered. He tested the knob on the bathroom door. It was unlocked, so he walked in… and got slugged in the face. He heard the door slam shut. * * * Later, Sara - now fully clothed - sat on the couch with Klein. “You don’t just walk in on a girl!” She cried. “Hey, woah, the door was unlocked!” Klein replied. “And you hit me so fast I didn’t see anything anyway! That’s not following the cliche! You have to stare aghast for a moment, THEN slug me!” “W-what?! Where do you get these crazy ideas?” Sara sighed. “Well, whatever. I guess it’s okay if you didn’t see anything. I did leave the door unlocked anyway.” “Anyway,” Klein said, “We have business to do. You’re unpacked, right?” “Yep!” Sara said. “So, as your mentor, I’m going to train you in the ways of a true Magician. As such, I think we should review your latest battle.” “My latest? YOU did that thing outside!” “Nonsense. That was your fight. I was just assisting you, as your mentor.” “I don’t get what you’re trying to do. Anyway, what was that magic? That incantation was totally bizarre!” “That’s my special technique.” “Special technique? Everyone knows that magic works by making contracts with spirits. You offer to please them, in some way, and they’ll give you their power. Usually there’s a ritual you do every morning. But you said something really weird, and, well, I’m just confused!” “Ah, yes. You see, I… had donuts for breakfast!” Klein said. “What. The. Heck.” “Sorry.” After a few more attempts to find out Klein’s secret technique, Sara gave up. Klein wouldn’t say anything, and the way he dodged questions was absurd. After talking for a while, they both decided to get some sleep. Klein went off to his room, and Sara to hers. She once again rejoiced that she had her own room, and even more that it was locked. (Little did she know, it was actually a requirement of the mentor-student relationship.) Sara lay in bed. Klein was clearly a weirdo. But… she liked him. As a mentor, of course! He was cool, a strong magician, and he didn’t make fun of her when she peed. She was going to like this year of highschool! Sara drifted off to sleep. * * * Sara awoke with a start and sat up in bed. Her pajamas were a bit messed up, so she adjusted her tank top a bit, and pulled her shorts into position. Then she realized she had to pee. Unfortunately, she was also terribly thirsty. Sara reached for her bedside glass of water and chugged it down. She slipped out of bed and headed for the bathroom. But… The door was locked! Oh, of course it was. And it was locked by magic, too. She’d put the seal there herself. “Unlock,” she commanded the door. It stubbornly refused. “Unlock!” she said again. No luck. By this point, she had to pee pretty badly. If she didn’t get to the bathroom soon, well… you know. She crossed her legs, and commanded the door to unlock once more. It didn’t budge. Whatever. She’d just get Klein up and he could probably open it. If he couldn’t, then the seal would wear off by the morning. But could she wait until the morning? A jolt of electricity flowed through her body as the need to pee increased. She knocked on the door, hoping Klein would hear. She noticed a note under the door. It was from Klein. It read, “I’ll be gone tonight. Hold down the fort, ‘kay!” Great. No Klein. She’d have to make it until the morning. She check her watch, and saw that it was 4:00. The seal would wear off at about 6:00. Two hours. She could do it! She sat on the bed and crossed her legs. She played a game on her phone, and before she knew it, half an hour had passed. The urge was huge now. She crossed and uncrossed her legs, struggling to stop the urge. Finally, she couldn’t concentrate on her game anymore. Sara stood up and bent over slightly. She moaned softly. She was doing a true potty dance now. Finally, she gave up on and dignity she had and gripped her area, crossed her legs and held it with all her might. She spasmed with effort. Suddenly, Sara had an idea. She started to conjure a spell. It was hard with her need, but she managed. She shot the spell straight at her bladder. Her urge to pee subsided. She’d done it! She'd used a generic, weak stun spell to numb the nerves in her bladder, so she could no longer feel the need to pee! With her massive urge gone, Sara lay back on her bed. She began to think about Klein. What was up with his magic? Everything about it was weird. Also, why did that golem attack them? Nothing made sense. Hopefully she could figure it out at school tomorrow. She checked the clock. 5:46. Time was almost up, and she didn't even need to pee! But wait… The urge… It was coming back! The spell was wearing off! Now, she had to pee infinitely worse than before. Every ounce of pressure in her bladder pushed against her, and Sara desperately struggled to hold the floodgates back. She clenched her muscles, she crossed her legs, and she bounced uncontrollably. Just a few minutes more! She had to wait! Finally, 6:00 arrived, and so did Klein. Sara burst out her door and dashed to the bathroom. Victory would be hers! Except for the fact that she bumped into Klein. Klein went skidding across the floor with Sara on top sof him. This was the end of the struggle. Sara’s bladder gave way, and the yellow trickle soaked both her and Klein. Sara began to cry. So much for having an awesome first day, she thought.

Author's Note: Hi everyone, it's been quite a while since I contributed anything and I recently was struck with a bit of inspiration for a quick story. As a warning, this is my first ever attempt at a Harry Potter fanfiction and it's been a few years since I've read the books, so I fear some dialogue may be out of character. In addition, this was written in one sitting rather late at night, so I hope you'll forgive any spelling or grammatical errors. Please feel free to comment with constructive criticism and I hope you all enjoy it! Ginny’s Predicament Nearly three years had passed since the downfall of Lord Voldemort and the end of the second wizarding war. Though the scars and grief from war still lingered, peace and joy had at long last returned to the wizarding world. Ginny gave a sidelong glance as yet another group of people stopped and gaped as she and Harry walked past. “You would think that after these last few years I’d have gotten used to the attention you attract, but it still never ceases to amaze me.” Ginny said in a low voice so that only Harry would hear her. “Dunno why you would think it’s just me who attracts attention, you’re a former member of Dumbledore’s Army and a famous witch yourself you know.” He replied with a grin. Ginny rolled her eyes at him. “Yes I’m sure it’s quite a contest between me and the famous Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, and the one who defeated the most powerful dark wizard in history.” Harry gave her an apologetic look. “I’m afraid it’ll only get worse once the Daily Prophet gets word that you are soon to be Mrs. Ginevra Potter.” Ginny beamed at him and squeezed his hand tighter. “I knew quite well what I was signing up for when I fell in love with you and not for a single moment have I regretted it.” It had only been a week ago when Harry had proposed and Ginny felt as if she had been living in a dream ever since. “I swear, if I see a single headline using Ginevra instead of Ginny, each and every writer down at the Daily Prophet will be on the receiving end of one of my Bat-Bogey hexes.” Ginny said with a scowl. Harry chuckled knowing quite well that she would eagerly carry out her threat. Harry had long since gotten used to the gaping mouths and pointed fingers, but on this particular day nothing would be dampening his mood. The couple continued their walk through town, hand in hand, eager to meet up with their good friends and fellow couple Ron and Hermione for lunch. Half an hour later found each couple together on opposite sides of a picnic table at a nearby park. After hearing about Harry and Ginny’s engagement Hermione had insisted they celebrate. With the beautiful spring weather and a delicious picnic Hermione had made, it was a wonderful celebration. In addition, they had found a rather secluded area of the park to ensure they were left to enjoy one another’s company in peace without a gaggle of onlookers. “Honestly mate I really am happy for you and Ginny, There’s no one else I’d rather see my sister with.” Ron was saying with a somewhat serious look at Harry. “But blimey Harry you have no idea what you’ve started. She won’t admit it, but now you’ve gone and gotten Hermione jealous, been giving me the cold shoulder all week. You’ve gone and put the bloody idea in her head now.” Ron muttered in a low voice so only Harry would hear him. Fortunately Ginny and Hermione were paying the two of them no mind, as they eagerly gossiped and discussed wedding planning. Harry grinned and gave a small laugh as he listened to his friend’s complaints. He was only half paying attention however, as his attention was focused on his girlfriend sitting beside him. She looked particularly pretty today. Her long, straight red hair reaching the middle of her back was shining brilliantly in the spring sunshine. Today she wore a casual attire of faded light blue jeans and a green and gold t-shirt featuring a logo of her favorite Quidditch team; the Holyhead Harpies. Harry took one more careful glance at his friends. Ron was oblivious as he was rambling on about a recent adventure involving his older brother Charlie, while Ginny and Hermione were paying him no mind whatsoever as they were excitedly discussing guest lists and other various wedding plans. With only the slightest of movements Harry carefully slipped his wand into his hand. Keeping his wand out of sight under the picnic table, he gave a slight flourish and whispered, “Omo rashirio”. As soon as his spell was cast he had instantly snuck his wand back into his pocket and was nodding and laughing as he pretended to be listening to Ron’s story. Ginny was eagerly listening to Hermione talk about a wedding article she had read in Witches Weekly when an all too familiar feeling suddenly hit her. Her entire body tensed and she stole a quick glance over at her boyfriend. Though he appeared to be laughing and talking with her brother, she had known him long enough to catch the slightly mischievous glint in his eyes, confirming her suspicions. Though life as the girlfriend of the famous Harry Potter was always full of surprises, there had been one surprise that nothing could have prepared her for. After the end of the war against Voldemort, Harry and Ginny had wasted little time in reuniting and rekindling their relationship. Unsurprisingly their love had grown stronger and stronger and before long they had started living together. With things being so crowded in the Burrow it only took a little persuading for Mr. and Mrs. Weasley to give them their blessing. Living together in the house Harry had bought in Godric’s Hollow made them not only grow closer, but also discover a number of new things about one another. One of the many things Ginny had learned was a certain strange interest of Harry’s. For Ginny’s last birthday her friend Luna Lovegood had given her a rather raunchy book titled “The Seductive Witch’s Guide to Spicing up Your Love Life”. She and Harry had been involved sexually with one another for quite some time so she had been skeptical of how much use she could really find in the book. However, after an afternoon of reading she found a number of things that had piqued her curiosity. So later that night, after a few hours of cuddling on the couch drinking Firewhiskey a very tipsy Ginny had been flirting and teasing a drunk Harry for a while. After a while she had managed to steer the conversation towards certain “kinks” they had. She had been surprised when Harry had stiffened and almost immediately sobered up. He had a nervousness that she rarely saw in him and he had quickly tried to change the subject. However, Ginny was immensely curious then and refused to let the matter drop. Finally after several minutes of begging and pleading she managed to get him to give an exasperated sigh. “You just won’t let this go will you?” Harry said in an anxious voice. “Harry I have no idea what you’re being so secretive about. I just want to know something you might like to spice things up a little, like a fantasy you’ve always wanted to play out.” Ginny said trying to reassure him. Harry gave her a sidelong glance full of apprehension. “Come on Harry I can tell there’s something you’re hiding. Just tell me what this big secret is, you know I don’t scare that easily.” “Fine, but if I tell you and you think it’s weird or disgusting don’t think you’ll upset me. I would never make you do anything that you didn’t like.” Harry said. Red-faced, he had proceeded to grudgingly explain that for as long as he could remember he’d had a certain strange fetish involving girls peeing. It wasn’t just any normal interest in peeing though, more specifically, he had an interest in girls being really desperate to pee and wetting their clothes. After reading Luna’s book she knew about some of the common fetishes and kinks. This however was certainly not one she had read about. “So you’re saying you want me to have a wee in my pants?” Ginny asked as Harry’s face flushed even more. “Well that isn’t nearly as bad as what you had me imagining after how long it took to drag it out of you.” Ginny said with a thoughtful look on her face as she pondered this new discovery. “Really? You don’t think it’s weird or disgusting?” Harry said in bewilderment. “Well it’s certainly different and not quite what I was expecting, but I don’t see a problem with it. I wouldn’t mind trying it for you.” Ginny said with a grin. From then onwards the two began experimenting and though Ginny did find it rather embarrassing, she was happy that she could do something so simple for Harry to enjoy. She quickly found that “enjoyment” was a major understatement for Harry. The look of utter fascination and the sexual hunger in his eyes whenever she indulged in his kink was unlike anything she had seen from him, and the more desperate she got, the greater his enjoyment. Recently, Harry had discovered and begun using a certain spell on her quite frequently when she wasn’t expecting it. The spell was designed to act like the most powerful diuretic imaginable, speeding up the process of her bladder immensely. Growing up in a crowded house with several older brothers had given her remarkable bladder strength, which frustrated Harry to no end when he had tried to cause her to have a real accident. However, this spell was able to push even her bladder to its limits with remarkable speed. “Ginny?” Ginny pulled herself away from her thoughts as she realized Hermione had asked her a question. She forced herself to put up a relaxed appearance as she focused on talking to Hermione, despite the slight sense of panic she was feeling. While Harry had cast this spell on her before, this was the first time he had done it in public, and in front of her brother and her best friend no less! She could already feel Harry’s spell going to work on her bladder and she immediately regretted drinking so much of the lemonade Hermione had brought for the picnic. Harry gleefully talked and ate with his friends, all the while keeping an eye on his girlfriend. Though Ron and Hermione seemed oblivious, Harry was familiar enough with Ginny to notice the signs of her growing discomfort. She was sitting rather stiffly now and had a tense look hidden behind her seemingly relaxed expression. Though he did feel slightly guilty putting her in this situation without her permission, he couldn’t help but feel eager to see how his fiery girlfriend would deal with this. He knew that there weren’t any loos nearby and he knew his fiery girlfriend had far too much pride to relieve herself behind a bush or tree. Besides, even if she wanted to, Hermione and Ron’s presence completely negated that option. Suddenly as Ron and Hermione began one of their frequent bouts of bickering, Ginny took the opportunity to lean over and whisper in his ear. “Merlin’s beard, Harry, you’re downright evil.” Ginny said with a glare. “Oh, is something wrong Gin’?” Harry asked with a small smirk. “You know damn well what's bloody wrong. Im absolutely bursting, I’m gonna get you back for this and don’t think for a second this is going to work on me.” She hissed. Despite her words, Harry could see evidence of the contrary. Ginny was now pressing her thighs together and couldn’t help shifting in her seat occasionally as the pressure began to mount. The picnic dragged on for what seemed like ages for Ginny. Things were getting progressively more difficult for the young witch with each minute that passed. Her bladder felt like a swollen balloon in her midsection and the tight jeans she was wearing did nothing to aid her struggle. At this point she was having trouble focusing on the conversation as her situation grew more urgent. Unfortunately for Ginny, Hermione was sharp and had taken notice of Ginny’s discomfort. “Are you feeling well Ginny? You look sort of pale.” Hermione asked in concern. “N-no I’m fine Hermione.” Ginny said and quickly changed the subject as she tried not to groan when Hermione suddenly picked up the pitcher of lemonade and refilled her glass. Meanwhile, from his side of the table Harry had been watching eagerly as the signs of Ginny’s desperation became more obvious. Beneath the table her legs were twisted tightly and one of her slender hands was pressed between her thighs. Seeing his normally strong and willful girlfriend losing composure like this was a rare sight. Ginny was getting nervous now. This was different from when she was alone with Harry. She was in public and right in front of Ron and Hermione! She absolutely couldn’t have an accident here, but she had no idea how she could get out of this situation. She had no idea where the nearest loos were and at this point even if she did, she wasn’t entirely sure that she would make it there with dry jeans. She tried to shoot Harry a pleading look when she didn’t think Ron and Hermione were looking. However, he remained seemingly oblivious, though she could feel his eyes watching her every move. Suddenly, Ginny felt the tendrils of icy cold fear surge through her. A small spurt of liquid warmth had escaped her control and soaked into her pink cotton knickers. Ginny forced both hands against her crotch fighting to keep control as her body fought to release the torrent of pee in her bladder. Thankfully she managed to keep the loss of control limited to the one spurt. However, now the urge for relief was far more powerful due to her now warm and wet knickers pressing against her womanhood. There was more than that though, for some odd reason the unintentional loss of control and warm wetness was creating another much more pleasant feeling. Was she actually getting turned on when she was the closest she’d been to having an accident in public since she was a first year at Hogwarts? “Sis are you sure you feel ok? You look like you ate a batch of fever fudge or something.” Ron said, now noticing her flushed face and squirming himself. “Yes, Ronald I’m fine, it’s just a little warm out is all.” Ginny snapped, flustered that even her thickheaded brother was catching on to her predicament. “I dunno Gin, maybe you sh-“ Suddenly Ron was cut off as Hermione jumped up from the picnic table. “Ron! It’s half past three, we have the meeting with the head of Department of Magical Law Enforcement in fifteen minutes. You promised to help me with my pitch about S.P.E.W. to her to raise awareness for house elves!” Hermione said in a panic as she whipped out her wand. In seconds all the items from the picnic were sent flying haphazardly into her magically expanded bag. “Sorry for the rush Harry, Ginny, see you later!” Hermione said in a rush, spinning on the spot and disapparating with a loud pop. “Oh lovely an afternoon at the ministry arguing for house elf rights, wouldn’t miss it for the world.” Ron groaned with a roll of his eyes. “Cya later you two.” With another loud pop, Ron had disapparated leaving Harry and Ginny alone at the picnic table. Harry turned with a cautious grin to his girlfriend expecting an earful of her fiery temper. However, she was simply sitting staring at the top of the picnic table, both hands wedged between her thighs. “Ginny are you-“ Suddenly whatever Harry was about to say was lost as a loud hissing noise filled the air. Ginny’s face was flushed as red as her hair and she was trembling all over as she lost complete control. Her jeans immediately grew several shades darker and urine pooled around her bottom and trickled off the edge of her seat. Harry sat speechless and gaped at her in awe as he watched her have a full blown wetting accident. A telltale pitter patter sound joined the loud hissing, as pee splashed on to the dry hard ground below, forming a sizable puddle. For two and a half minutes the young witch was lost in her own world as she remained frozen in place. Finally the torrent of pee slowed, and then at long last tapered off as Ginny Weasley finished wetting her pants in public for the first time in years. Suddenly both of their heads shot up as they heard voices and footsteps approaching from the distance. Acting fast, Harry quickly pulled his invisibility cloak out and draped it over himself and Ginny. For a long moment they sat huddled together under the cloak as the voices and footsteps got closer. As they waited Harry became acutely aware of the fragrant and distinctly feminine scent of Ginny’s pee which was still dripping from her jeans. “Here they come Ginny, it’s just a few joggers. Once they leave we can apparate home and get you chang-“ Harry was cut off as suddenly Ginny’s soft lips collided with his in a passion filled kiss. The two sat hidden from the world under the invisibility cloak the only sign of their presence being a large and quite fresh puddle of urine below them. Finally after what felt like an eternity they broke apart. Harry could only stare in bewilderment at his future wife who he had just forcibly made pee her pants. Her long red hair was disheveled, her face was flushed a deep crimson, and inexplicably, undeniably, lust was clear in her eyes. “I think I may be beginning to enjoy this interest of yours Harry Potter.” “Well I suppose we’ll be needing to do this more often then Ginny Potter.”

This is a coop story that's being written by myself and my friend KonekoChan, I;d like to share the first chapter with you. I hope you guys enjoy as much as we enjoyed writing it comments are welcome, Chapter 1: The Clash of Wind Against Flame A light breeze blew through the trees within the middle of the path leading towards the school. Known as "Evergreen" it was a private school for girls. It had been built on the outskirts of the town known as "St Augusta" the town itself was a cross between that of a small town mixed in with that of a big city. The school itself was build in the style of gothic architecture with a style featuring pointed arches and vaults in windows or doors, steeply pitched gables, and balanced thrusts in stone masonry. Stone sinews are visible in the structure. Which was two stories tall and had been designed by a master of his art. As another breeze blew it seemed like as if out of no where a small female appeared from out of no where. Kara has shoulder length hair. The long pink locks had been carefully and expertly formed into tight ringlets, a tedious process that only the nobility had any time for. Reaching to the middle of her small black. Her eyelashes are neatly curved, and her thin, curved eyebrows fit perfectly on her beautiful face. Her gently slanted, eyes were a piercing blue more deep than any ocean and more shimmering than the sky on its clearest day and black darker than the night itself, both were crowned by long dark lashes and delicately arched brows. A small, sharp and well-formed nose and thin, pinkish lips completes her beautiful face. Kara stepped out of the windy like breeze, she was dressed in a short black frilly skirt. That reached down to about mid-thigh a short white blouse with black roses covering it. Two black boots covered her feet as she walked down the path. For if one were to look at Kara they would just see a normal girl but she wasn't normal she was a user of wind magic having. Been trained in the arts by her father since she was a young age. She was quite good at it but still had lots more to learn. "I wonder how this year will be can I truly make a friend?" Kara asked herself. She had finally reached the main gates to the school where several other girls were already. Standing around and talking with each other Kara. Made her way past them and found a quiet spot near a large old oak tree, She stood apart from the others and just watched the events taking place before her. Today's just like any other day. I walk to school, taking in all the glares of disapproval and jealousy from my classmates. Well, I wouldn't call them classmates, in fact, I won't even wish to be associated with those spineless cretins who can't even bring themselves to personally voice their resentment for me. How do I know they hate me? The answer is easy, I know things they don't know. I can read their little thoughts as they see me walk by. The girl to my immediate left thinks I'm somewhat of a mobster's child, sure, my family's got money, but they're no mobsters. They run a large money-lending company called "Sera Finance". I'm their next heir to be truthful. Frankly, I couldn't give a damn, I want nothing to do with my Mother's company. They should just leave that to my younger half-sisters when they come of age. I'm the oldest of three, if you haven't yet figured that out. I once had wishes to run the firm, but they all crumbled away when my Father died and my Mother was forced to re-marry or lose the company. At that particular moment in time, it was perceived as abnormal for a Woman to run a money-lending company, three years later, that rule was overrun, making it possible for my Mother to run the company by herself, if she so wished. But by that time, she was already trapped in marriage. After my Father died, my Mother was never the same, and neither was the company which I will soon be forced to run when I graduate from University, but that is a distance away, six years to be exact. My Father always used to run a reputable business, always being fair when people had difficulties repaying the debts they owed him. As soon as he died, my Mother took the reins and changed all that, ruling the company with a fist made of Iron, completely destroying the good reputation which my Father built up for us. We're now known as a company who's only in it for the money and not our client's happiness. But that's enough about my family troubles, I don't want to destroy your attention span just yet. The boys cat-calling from the trees overlooking the path to my school think I'm 'just their type'. No way would I ever want to get with such a loathsome gender. One of the boys only wants to get with me to use me as a sort of trophy. "Look at me guys, I've hit the jackpot! Appreciate me and call me your master." That's his exact thought of what he'll do once he become my 'boyfriend'. Honestly, if he's insecure in his own masculinity then I want nothing to do with it. The girls chatting under the Oak tree to my right think I'm an emotionless monster. A monster? Really, just because I am more popular than you it doesn't mean I am abnormal. I don't even know what it means, popularity is a pointless label to help those who have difficulties living their lives feel an ounce of importance. I wouldn't want to be branded in such a way. The girl walking behind me is too busy frothing over my choice of underwear that morning to even think any sense. Wait, WHAT?! She's LOOKING at my UNDERWEAR! What a putrid cockroach! How dare she do such a thing! I'm not going to walk in front of her any more, that's for sure. Anyway, I've bored you enough, now down to the more important things. My name is Lilly Sera, I'm a Year 8 at Evergreen, which is a Private school for girls. I have short white hair and red eyes. Oh, I forgot to tell you, I also have Mild ESP and the ability to control fire. White fire at that. I'm a pyromancer of sorts with mild mind-reader thrown into the mix. I can only read surface thoughts, if you're wondering, but that's enough for me. That's enough about me. It's nearly time for the day to start. Oh, the joys. I can't even control my excitement at this moment. In case you didn't notice, I was being sarcastic there. Well, I guess it's time to go... Kara remained standing near the oak tree watching as more students arrived at the school. She didn't bother to interact with anyone let alone move it seemed that no one ever noticed she was there. That was usually how things were with Kara she didn't seem to care about it that much in fact she was happy with it. She thought that most people were selfish bastards who wanted nothing more to either get into her pants or use her as a means. Of increasing their own status within Kara's fathers company. Entitled "Ravenclaw" after the families last name the business itself was that. They worked with the high ranking officials whom were in charge of the city. They did normal deals and side deals which often times led to people being outested from power and new people. Taking their places to even deaths of rival members between other people. It was usually members of the company who went out with Kara. They never really cared for her just wanted to use her anyway they saw fit. There had been times when they try and get into her pants this led to fights and a couple of near rapes. But often end up leaving with their tail between their legs once Kara was done with them kicking their asses for even trying that on her. Her family life was simple she was an only child and spent most of her time alone. Her parents seemed to busy with work and weren't around much. There would be times where they wouldn't even come home. Kara didn't mid this either she enjoyed the time alone it gave her time to think and train to use her power for Kara was an Aeromancer having the power to control the very wind itself. Those whom new of this called Kara "Wind dancer" is was name that suited her well for when ever she used it and someone it. They would say that it looked like she was dancing in the wind. That's what Kara had been thinking about she wasn't even sure just as to way she had thought all that. Deciding to a little fun she closed her eyes a clear magical power seemed to flow out of her. The very wind it seemed to suddenly seemed to change from a light breeze to that of a strong breeze which had started to blow up the skirts of several of the girls around Kara. Revealing the different types of panties they were, Which were white, black, checkered, striped even one had a picture of pikachu upon the backside of them. The girls screamed in fear using their hands to push down the hems of their skirts their faces blushing bright red. All Kara did was smile as she saw this and the wind started to die down. "Damn fools" Kara thought. Lilly was walking along the pathway to her school, keeping her head down as usual to not make eye contact with anyone. This way, she learned a lot more about them than she would have if she asked them. Her cream blouse was blowing in the small breeze, moving the blue bow on the front of it gently from side to side. Her pleated red skirt joined the dance which her blouse was partaking in, gently shuffling as the wind caressed it. Her pure white shoes softly clicked against the floor with each step she made, this sound was drowned out by the conversing students around her. The frills on her ankle high white socks bounced a little with each of her steps. She was snapped from her graceful pace when a violent wind blew in from her right. This lifted up her skirt, revealing her light blue panties with royal blue stars on. She let out a surprised gasp and quickly pushed her skirt down. Too late, the boys in the trees overlooking the pathway just got the spectacle of their dreams. They cried out in joy as they saw all the varieties of underwear which the poor unsuspecting girls on the path had on them that day. Most eyes were on the panties she was wearing. This wasn't a surprise, Lilly was a popular fantasy toy for the boys in the town. Several times when she had walked by them, she saw their disgusting thoughts of her partaking in various acts of Sadistic pleasure. She was putting one foot on a boys chest, giving him full view of the panties which they imagined she was wearing, a black lacy thong which barely covered her privates, and barraging him with insults as he writhed in pleasure at each word she threw at him. Lilly was thoroughly disgusted by this corrupted individual so she made it her goal to avoid him for the rest of the time she will spend in this city. With her face burning from rage and embarrassment, her eyes took on a white fiery glow as she stared at the branch they were holding on to. In a matter of seconds a small white flame started burning away at it, it shot trough it like a laser and they fell, with the branch, onto the floor outside the school fences. "That'll teach those festering balls of wasted ejaculate." She thought as she saw the boys fall to the ground. "Wait, that wind earlier. It wasn't natural, that was for sure. The forecast didn't predict strong winds at all. It must have been... but, it couldn't be?" Lilly had a sneaking suspicion what that wind could have been. Wind magic. "I'll have to stay on my guard. There could be one of them here." On high alert, she made her way towards the school building, walking a little faster than she was before. Kara was still watching for a time as several of the girls were using there hands to push down their skirts. On the inside this filled Kara was a warm feeling she caught sight a pair of light blue ones with stars upon them. As Kara watched the girl push her skirt down she took in the sight of her she just looked upon. "She's beautiful" Kara had said aloud to herself. A small blush creeps onto her face she then took her eyes off the girl and looked at the others, With a look that said who cares if your embarrassed. She suddenly became alert when she heard something crashing into the ground. Her her gaze she saw several of the boys who usually hung around the gates and outside of the school. Fall to the ground yet another part of her was also alert there was a faint trace of magic in the air. Looking around slowly she tried to find out where it had come from, But couldn't find out who could have used such magic. A moment passed when a small burnt smell filled the air. "It couldn't be, could it they have one here?" Kara knew at once that who ever had used that magic was around somewhere for the magic the had used was. Fire magic. Walking away from the old oak tree Kara followed behind several of the others girls walking into the school building. She ended up a few feet behind the white hair girl who entered into the building and a moment later Kara entered right after her. "Those damn panty perverts! How dare they peek at my underwear!" Ran through Lilly's mind as she walked down the school corridor to her form room, which was an English room. She threw the door open, startling a few students who were already in there, she didn't even bother to close the door after her. She was in a foul mood at that moment in time, her eyes still held a small white fiery look in them. She practically threw her bag on the floor underneath her desk and dragged the chair out before sitting on it and dragging it back under. "What are they looking at?!" She thought as she spied the girls looking in her direction. She quickly ran a surface thought check over the classroom. The girl who was looking at her phone before Lilly's entrance was now thinking about avoiding Lilly altogether today as she seemed in a foul mood. The girl talking to the one on the phone thought that Lilly just wanted attention with her entrance so she paid it no heed. Lilly looked up at the clock over the whiteboard, the time read '8:15'. It was around 15 minutes before form was meant to start, so, trying to calm herself down as much as prevent boredom, she got out the book she was reading, the book was 'Sabriel' by Garth Nix, and proceeded to pick up where she left off the night before. Kara had walked through the crowded hall of the school. She was still following behind the white haired girl who had entered into the classroom just a few moments before her. It seemed that they both were sharing their first period with each other, Right as Kara entered the room she heard a slamming sound and saw the girl throw her bag on the desk. It seemed like she was in a foul mood for some reason not knowing what it was Kara remained by the door silently watching her. A moment later Kara finally entered and took a seat at the back of the room near the windows. She was only about two rows away from Lily she placed her own bag on the floor "why is she mad?" Kara thought to herself she had seen the look the Lily had given off to a few of the other students, but before sitting down Kara was the only one who returned the look with a emotionless expression. Reaching down Kara opened her bag and took out her binder and started getting ready for class. Looking up at the clock herself it now read "8:20" and then at her beg she reached in and pulled out her own book entitled "Orion, Tears of Isha" by Darius Hinks opening the book Kara started reading from where she herself and last left off. A couple of minutes later she looked up from her book and stared again at Lily. There was something about her that just filled Kara was a warm feeling which she couldn't explain. "maybe I should introduce myself we still have a few minutes before class begins" Kara thought. Around 5 minutes later, Lilly could feel a gaze piercing into her. Wondering who would have the bravery to do such a thing to a girl who was feared and detested by most of her class, she looked up from her book and gazed around the classroom. The two girls who had earlier been in the room were now sitting at their desks trying not to attract the gaze of Lilly. A few more students had entered the room, most of them seemed to know what kind of mood she was in so they avoided her like the plague. She finally looked to her left and saw, peeking over a book, a girl who she did not recognize. Lilly knew almost everything about all the students who attended Evergreen, most of them looked to Sera Finance to pay for their child's tuition fee or had parents who were regulars to the various money-lending firms dotted around St Augusta, Sera Finance included. She practically knew everything about everyone, just not this one girl. "Interesting...very interesting." She thought as she examined this girl more closely. She wasn't much to look at in Lilly's opinion, ringlets were extremely outdated to her. Plus, pink hair? That was just ridiculous. The only good feature about this girl was her blue eyes, which were partially hidden behind the top of the book. Not wanting to take any chances with anyone, she attempted to do a surface thought check over this mysterious girl. Kara was still thinking about going over to the girl and at least saying hello. But stopped herself from doing so was this something she really wanted to do, In a way yes she wanted to still say hi but there was something about the girl that didn't seem quite right. It seemed that she was always in a foul mood from the stories that Kara had heard told about Lily. When she was walking in the hallway to the class room. She never had seen anyone around her before even though she had only first seen her today. "Why, is someone like her always alone, or at least happy" Kara thought. She was still looking over the top of her book at Lily she then shook her head. "Can it be that she doesn't want anyone around? I'm sure of that but maybe deep down she wants a friend?" Kara went on to think.. She returned to reading her book but her thoughts were still focused on Lily putting her book down on the desk. Kara took another moment to gaze upon her "I wonder what her name is?" Kara thought. Lilly assessed the thoughts of the girl looking at her. The girl wondered why Lilly was always alone and practically never showing happiness. The girl assumed that Lilly didn't want anyone around but secretly wanted a friend. "What does she take me for? A lonely girl who's too shy to make friends so therefore gets everyone to hate her? What a ridiculous notion that is!" Lilly thought in response to that bit about this mysterious girl revealed. Lilly later found out that this girl wished to know her name. "Names are power, things which I could do without other people knowing. It appears that the regular populace does not share that same thought with me." However, this girl still interested Lilly. She wished to know more about her, like she does with the rest of the population of St Augusta. Maybe she should attempt to get this information the conventional way, through asking her? Not a chance. Words can be twisted and molded to what the sayer wants the recipient to hear. Thoughts, on the other hand, are less likely to be changed. She returned to reading her book, but still kept attempting at viewing this mysterious girl's thoughts. She looked at her watch, the time read '8:25'. "Only 5 more minutes..." Kara didn't know what else to think "I wonder what's she truly like under all that anger and hate" Kara thought as she started putting her book away. She took one last look at the girl again wondering things about her. "Does the want she act truly make her happy? does she have any hobbies of interests" Kara went on the think. As she again thought of getting up to go talk to her but put that aside as the clock on the wall struck "8:30" the school's bell sounded by ringing meaning that the day had truly began. Next in walked a small old man in his early 50's in was wearing a grey suit and tie. His name was Mr. Smith and he was a nice old man always going out of his way to help his students. With their school work or even problems of their own. Most of the kids liked him and were also sad to learn that this was his last year teaching at the school. "Ok, class today we begin a new school year and with that new years comes many new things" Mr. Smith went on to say as a few of the girls were listening to him. "My class will be hard and challenging with many projects and assignments I'll say this now. You will need to form a group of one two people.this very day since you'll be getting your first assignment. Which is I want you to write me a short 1 page paper about your partner" Mr, Smith went on to say. "Why is she so interested in me?! Can't she take a hint? The other students don't want anything to do with me so why is she different?!" Lilly was starting to lose her patience with the girl. She was about to find some way to get her to hate her when the bell rang. The teacher walked in, opening up a perfect opportunity for her to get this new second shadow off her back. No teacher here would dare touch her, regardless of what she may do. Her family name protected her from anything. Nobody wanted to get on the bad side of the Sera family, lest they lose everything they've ever owned. The teacher droned on, reciting his usual spiel about "New Years" and "New Starts". A load of pointless jargon, Lilly thought. The teacher then went on about what their first assignment would be. Paired work?! Lilly hated anything which required her to have to be civil to anybody, most of all paired work. Most of her previous 'partners' were too scared of her to actually contribute to the work, which left Lilly doing it all by herself. She had to delay this some way, while thinking up a way to get the strange girl to hate her. She remembered something, the thing which she hated answering every lesson. The register! She knew just what she would do. "Sir. I do believe you may be going senile, not that I care. I do believe that the policy of the school dictates that, before any class work can take place, the register must be read out to count attendance. Am I wrong, Sir?" Lilly stated. Mr. Smith was still rambling on and on about things when he heard Lily speak up interrupting his train of speech. :"Normally you are right but I thought about starting differently today young lady" He said as he quickly finished up his speech and started. To take attendance finally Kara took all this in as she watched the events unfold before her. "Just what is she thinking" Kara thought. Did this girl really want to get into trouble that badly? even on her first day of school. Kara's train of thought was broken when the teacher spoke up once again. 'Ok students I want you to get started right away" he pointed out. He looked over at Lily. "I'd like you to see me after class young lady" Mr. Smith told her. Kara heard all this as students were starting to slowly form into groups Kara only laughed. "So, she did wanna get into trouble"Kara thought. She was still laughing to herself as by now most of the class had partners except both Lily and Kara were still with out someone. "Oh, Lily, Kara seeing as you two are to last two students alone you shall be in a group" he told them. Hearing the teacher just disregard her statement so freely cause Lilly to panic a little. "What?! Does this guy wish to lose his job?!" She heard the teacher send everyone off to work, he then turned to Lilly and requested that he sees her after class. She just smiled and said. "If you wish, Sir." She said the last word in a sarcastic way. The teacher then paired her up with the only other student who didn't have a group. The girl who was regarding her over the book she was reading this morning. She didn't want to pair up with this girl called Kara, so she thought quickly. "Must I work with her? I'd prefer to do this alone. Why must we work as a group? What good will that do us?" She asked, slightly panicked. If this failed, she'd be stuck with her for the rest of the school year, she thought. While Kara remained in her seat watching the events unfold the other students stopped what they were doing. And also started to watch wondering how things were going to go down between Lily and the teacher. Mr. Smith her the sarcastic way Lily had said "Sir" and got mad a little. "You, better show some respect elders Lily the next time I hear anything like that again you will come up here and get a public spanking" he told her. "Evergreen" was allowed to deliver whatever punishments the teachers wanted to on the students who broke the rules in any manner they saw fit. It wasn't uncommon the the girls to get spanking for just saying something wrong even showing a teacher disrespect normally would send a girl right up there. But since this was the first day Mr. Smith was being nice in a certain way. He was about to speak up again when Kara was the one who broke the silence. "Do, you think I wanted to be paired up with a snobby girl like you!" Kara told Lily as she got to her feet. "How do you think I feel like I want to spend my time with someone who goes flashing all the boys their underwear" Kara said. Several of the girl in the room started laughing at hearing this. "Yeah, we saw that she did flash them" a young girl named Amber said. "Try it! See where that gets you! Do you know what happens to people who get on the wrong side of the Sera family?! All it will take is one word to my Mother and you'll be without anything, not even the clothes on your back!" Lilly shot back to this threat from the teacher. She turned when she heard Kara speak up. Her face turned red with rage and humiliation when she heard Kara mention about the underwear flashing which Lilly didn't want to take part in. "W-what did you say?!" Lilly retorted, the white fire in her eyes starting to show again. "How dare you say that! By no means would I ever wish to partake in such a despicable act! You may be a common trollop who would wish to do that but I certainly am not!" She heard the girls laughing. She shot a death glare back at them. She then heard a girl speak up, she turned to her and shouted back. "S-so did you!" She turned back to the rest of the class. "So did all of you! Why would anyone, save for trollops, voluntarily flash their underwear to boys?! It was the WIND! You all felt that gust!" Lilly was flustered, she didn't know what to do. The teacher was about to reply back to her when he remained silent. He knew just how powerful the Sera family was she wanted to push in on the matter but knew in doing so, Would truly see him fired or much worse though it it was the Ravenclaw family he was upsetting he would most likely end up dead at some point. "Forgive me": he stammered. "Hey, look she's blushing" Nikki called out. Some more of the class started laughing at Lily, Kara joined the as she watched what happened. "You heard me" Kara told her she then fell silent as she listened to the rest of what Lily had to say. "Trollop how dare you call me that" Kara snapped in reply she at first was enjoying this while also feeling sorry for Lily but that started to change. "To even think a noble lady of the Ravenclaw family would even do such a thing when you yourself started the entire flashing show" Kara screamed back. "Oh. the wind blame it on the wind" Nicole called out. "Hey, maybe she'll give us another she quick someone open a window" some one shouted. "ENOUGH" roared Mr. Smith as he slammed a ruler down on his desk. Getting the classes attention "Lily and Kara main office right now" Mr. Smith yelled in anger. The laughter was increasing, along with Lilly's humiliation. "Damn that girl! She started all this! Why aren't they picking on her?!" Lilly thought, her anger and humiliation rising still. She thought she heard the teacher talk again, she couldn't make out what he said, all she could hear was the laughter of the other students. It appeared that Lilly calling this new rival a trollop evoked quite the reaction. Finally, something else to focus on. She listened intently as the angry Kara shouted a response to Lilly's pokes. "Me?! I started it?! Are you right in the head? A girl of the Sera family is sure to have more dignity than the Ravenclaws. Are those drill bits on the side of your head affecting your ability to think logically?! Know your place, cur!" Lilly retorted angrily. She heard more shouts and jibs from the other students, but she ignored them, her full focus rested on this pink haired girl in front of her. She was about to further insult Kara when she heard a loud bang and a shout. Lilly practically jumped out of her skin, all anger lost, she stood there, gently shaking in fright as the teacher continued. He demanded Kara and herself to go straight to the main office. "F-fine!" Was all Lilly could reply, her voice cracking a little from the shock. Kara had a smirk on her face clearly she was enjoying watched Lily being humiliated, In front of the class she then heard as Lily spoke to her again calling her a curl and that she should know her place. The insult on her hair sent Kara off as she cried out in anger. "At least I don't dress up like a tramp like you and go flashing all the boys in hopes of getting them alone. So that I can preform sexual favors on them which I'm sure you do" Kara told Lily. in a angry tone of voice. She was about to insult Lily further when she to heard the loud bang scaring her out of what she had planned. It seemed it was saying that she long with Lily needed to go up to the main office. "Ok sir" Kara replied quietly shaking slightly herself she reached down and started putting her binder back into her bag before heading to the door and walking out of the classroom. Kara stood outside waiting for Lily to arrive "the nerve of that girl how dare she humiliate me like that" Kara thought. Her face turning red if the teacher had not stopped her Kara would have attacked Lily on the spot. Lilly picked up her bag and put her book back inside. She then stormed off out of the classroom and into the hallway. "What an infuriating girl! How dare she call me a tramp and make me a laughing stock of the whole class!" Lilly was fuming with rage now, her eyes were definitely burning with white fire. She wanted to put that girl in her place and burn those disgusting drills off her pretty little head. She managed to refrain, with great difficulty as she stood in the hallway, not even looking at the girl who she despised. "I'll get that girl one day! I'll make her regret that she ever humiliated me!" Kara heard the door to the classroom open and then close behind her it most mean. That Lily was now outside in the hallway with her. "It's this way" Kara said quietly not even bothering to face her she started off down the hall. As the bell rang which signaled that it was the end of the first period kids were starting to leave their classes and move about to getting. To their second period normally Kara had math this period but she was going to miss that now, Since having her fight with Lily while walking down the crowded hallway Kara thought. "This isn't what I needed right now I'm actually scared what will the headmaster do to us" Kara thought it was also known that the headmaster depending on the type of. Trouble the girls of his school got into handed out his own dead of punishments. Kara didn't know what to think at this point. A few minutes later she reached the main office doors standing outside her eyes misted a bit."I'm scared" Kara thought as she then pushed open the doors and walked inside. Lilly was scared. Never before, regardless of what she had done, was she ever sent to any form of punishment beside the odd occasional detention. She feared just what might happen to her, what manner of punishment was she going to get? She was shaking a little more with fear. She heard the hated girl call out to her and walk down the corridor. Not wanting to seem weak in front of her enemy, she managed to get her fear under control momentarily and went off after her. By now, the first lesson had ended and students were starting to file out of the classrooms. "Great! Just great!" Lilly thought, she didn't need this right now. She hated crowds. She tried to make it look like she herself was just going to her next lesson to not make the other students believe otherwise. Finally, she arrived at the Headmaster's office. All fear returned. She stood shaking a little ways off from where Kara was standing, back to her. Kara had entered into the Headmaster's office. Which was in the shape of a small study. Books shelves lined the ways which were filled with many books. A single oak desk sat into the middle of the room. atop of the desk were pieces of paper and photos of his family. He was busy doing something when he noticed Kara enter followed by Lily soon after. "Ah, yes Kara Raven claw and Lily Sera please stand in front of my desk I know why your here" he said in a professional tone. Kara walked slowly to the front of his desk the feeling of helplessness filled her she moved her lower body around in a squirming motion. Fearing what he was going to do to her. She reached his desk and stood before it the man behind the desk push back his chair and got to his feet. He was dressed in a pure black business suit and had cold blue eyes and sandy blond hair. He was known to his students as Mr. Goldmen he was a man of few words he let his punishments speak for themselves. In what he picked out to do the girls He walked over to the wall and picked up a rather large bamboo stick he swung it forward twice, "I don;t like it when people treat their elders badly" Mr. Goldmen told them he began to walk around the trio. "You girls are suppose to act lady-like your both for high ranking noble families and you act like spoiled children" Mr. Goldmen yelled as he slammed the bamboo stick on his desk he looked over at Kara then over at Lily. "Each of you will get ten lashes across your backsides for your little outburst in class today do I make myself clear" Mr. Goldmen said. Kara nodded her head she had started crying at this point. "Now Lily I want you to take Kara hear and hold her arms tightly so she can't let go" he told her before thinking of what next to say. "You will hold Kara still as her skirt is lifted and her underwear is lowered so that I can make start with her punishment understood?" he asked. Lilly was visibly shaking at this point, her heart was beating twice as fast as it normally was. She tentatively followed the Headmaster's orders and stepped towards his desk. She kept her head down and her eyes closed. When the Headmaster slammed his stick down onto his desk, Lilly let out a small cry of fear. She was like a terrified deer looking into an approaching car's head lamps. She could feel the fear aggravating her bladder, causing her to need to urinate, regardless of the fact that she went toilet before coming to school. "Yes Sir..." Lilly managed to croak out through her fear. All of her previous rage and confidence were shattered by the sound of the bamboo stick being slammed on the table. The sound, reverberating around the room, was similar to that of thunder, one thing that Lilly feared the most. She felt like bursting into tears until she heard that Kara was going to get punished first. She complied with the Headmasters demands, a small smile appearing on her face. "As you wish, Headmaster." Her confidence had returned. She held Kara's arms firmly and whispered to her. "I'm going to enjoy this." Kara felt as Lily took hold of her arms firmly and held them tight in her grasp. She felt herself being pushed up against the desk she tried to fight free both Lily's grip was like iron. "Once I'm done you will get the same thing ok Lily" he pointed out as he reached down with both hands and started to push Kara's skirt up to her waist. Kara was crying opening in fear right now as she felt her skirt being tucked against her waist showing off her green and white striped panties. To both the Headmaster and Lily she then felt the cold room air touch her butt as her panties were lowered to about her knees. "Now Kara I want you to count along with each hit do you understand. Kara said nothing "do you understand me Ms Ravenclaw" he snapped at her Kara nodded weakly she was crying louder now as she heard' Lily tell her she'd enjoy this. Ever so suddenly the Headmaster swung the bamboo cane right at Kara's butt it struck her right on her right cheek causing her to cry out in pain. "1" Kara sobbed out as she felt the next one strike her left cheek. Kara tried to get herself free from Lily's grip again because being it felt like someone punching her really hard in the chest. Kara had said two at the point as she was starting to feel the effects on her bladder a third and a fourth blow landing on her buttocks. Causing her to cry out in pain a fifth blow landed and Kara forgot to say five. "Shall I start over again since you forgot to keep counting" He yelled. Kara sobbed louder as she felt him strike her again this time right over both cheeks. Sending a painful spam to her bladder causing a squirt of fresh urine to shot out of her and land. Right into the crotch area of her panties. "you forgot to say six this will cost you dearly Kara" he placed both hand on the cane. And swung it with such force that when it struck Kara it caused her to scream and sob in such pain. That large squirt of fresh urine shot out of her urethra and land upon her panties on now the floor. "How disgusting a girl your age wetting herself for that you will get five more" He said. Striking her several more times each time was much stronger than the last. Her bladder contents were filling up quickly she feared the may have an accident right here on now. It was all due to how scared she felt along with the juice she had drank before school this morning/ Kara was so embarrassed and was crying so loud when the last blow had struck her. The contents of her bladder burst sending afresh stream of urine to flow out of her body and soak her panties and form a puddle upon the floor. Kara didn't make a move to even pull up her panties at once the Headmaster was done with her. She just remained sobbing she her lower butt burned with pain and her peach could clearly be seen by both Lily and the Headmaster. Shaking his head he smacked her with the cane one final time. Before stopping he told Lily to release Kara "Now, Kara you will stand by my desk and hold Lily's arms in the same grip as she held you" he said as Kara said nothing and nodded her head "You will also not even dare to touch or even rub your butt in anyway to help against the pain do I make my self clear" he told her. "Yes, Headmaster" "Yes Headmaster." Lilly said, back to her less confident self. With each strike of the cane on Kara, Lilly's smile increased. She loved watching the one who got them both in this mess react to the pain of the strikes by crying like a baby. The next thing which Kara did after the sixth strike really made Lilly happy. Upon the sixth strike, Lilly could see Kara's panties become wet with urine. After the next few strikes, it appeared that Kara had completely lost control over her bladder. "Such a baby, a little pain shouldn't cause you to lose control. Show some dignity, drill girl!" Lilly taunted Kara. The punishment finished and Kara was now crying a lot more. "What a baby." Lilly stated matter-of-factly as she grinned at the state her enemy was now in. She heard the Headmaster dismiss Kara from the punishment and hold Lilly's wrists the way she held hers. Lilly didn't want to go through with the punishment so she tried to think of something to prevent her from having to withstand such humiliation. Kara was still crying as she knew what was to come next at this point she had managed to pull. Her wet soaked panties up feeling the wetness come into contact with her sore backside, Caused Kara to flinch in pain and start crying again. During the whole deal she heard Lily taunting her that caused her to look at the floor in shame. As she remembered what was said to her she walked over to Lily and grabbed her arms with both hands. Digging her nails into her flesh rather hard she looked into Lily's eyes. Giving her a look of such evil and hate a small trace of magic flashed across her eyes. Kara then pulled Lily over to the Headmaster's desk and pushed her forward until she struck it. Still crying Kara pulled Lily's arms forward until they were both on the desk. "Now, you'll know the pain and humiliation I felt I'm going to savor this moment" Kara whispered to Lily her words were like ice. The Headmaster reached down and started to lift up Lily's skirt. After a quick survey of the room, Lilly knew what she'd do. With no resistance, she let herself be dragged by Kara to the Headmaster's desk, this gave her a perfect view of what she needed. The small pain in her wrists, caused by Kara's digging nails, also gave her the means to act out her plan. Kara spoke to her in a cold voice, attempting to taunt her and humiliate her, more ammunition. She took in the words with a smile on her face. "Oh, really? You think so?" Lilly answered back quiet enough for only Kara to hear. She felt her skirt lift up, the final pieces were all stepping into place. While the Headmaster was distracted, he wouldn't see what she was going to do. Lilly's blue star pattern panties were revealed to the world. Perfect. Her panties were slowly pulled down, Lilly changed her gaze to the curtains on the windows behind the desk. The Headmaster lifted up his cane, Lilly concentrated on the curtains, a small white fire burning in her eyes. The cane was raised higher, Lilly stayed looking at the curtains, concentrating on the fire in her eyes. Finally.... Smack! The cane hit its target, Lilly let out a small cry of pain. From her eyes, a near invisible spark of fire shot out and hit the curtains igniting them instantly. "It'll take a little while, maybe three hits more for the alarm to go off." Lilly thought as she counted out the first hit. Kara was almost angry that Lily didn't seem to offer anything in a way of fighting her off. Like she had done earlier herself yet before she heard then as Lily spoke to only her return. "Yes, I do to see you in such a taste will be sweet revenge to my eyes little *****" Kara said back. As she moved her face closer to Lily's. "But don't worry I'm sure that it will be painful" Kara dug her fingers further into Lily's arms hoping to draw blood, She heard the first smack of stick against Lily's rear having pulled back to see it. A smile kept onto her face this was what she wanted to see her enemy between and humiliated before her. The Headmaster swung the stick a second and then a third time, Each hit was like music to Kara's ears when the Headmaster got ready for the fourth hit, The curtains behind the desk suddenly ignited sending up a roaring small fire. "What the hell" the Headmaster yelled out as she dropped the stick just after hitting Lily's bottom for a fourth time. He ran over and to the alarm system at the front of his office and hit the button. A ringing sound suddenly started buzzing as the fire Lily had started quickly rushed up the curtains. Kara who was enjoying what she was seeing before suddenly let go of Lily. After noticing the fire that was burning on the curtains. "No, No!!!" Kara screamed. The Headmaster grabbed both the girls arms and shoved them to the doors. "Get out of here now" he yelled at them as she went back to reaching for a a fire extinguisher. He soon found one in a small closet and set it loose on the blaze in his office. Lilly withstood the pain of each strike. She could now tell why Kara was crying when she was receiving this punishment, Lilly herself could barely hold back her tears. Each strike caused Lilly to let out more cries of pain, until the third strike. Upon the third strike hitting her, Lilly's opinion on this punishment changed. Something strange filled her up, it was a warm feeling that started in the pit of her stomach, it soon spread out around her body and the pain seemed to disappear. The pain was being transformed into enjoyment. Lilly's cries of pain stopped and were replaced by barely audible moans of pleasure. She loved the last strike. "How could she hate this? This is great!" Lilly thought as the final strike hit her. Her feeling of ecstasy was broken when she felt herself being pushed towards the main door. She now remembered where she was. A smell of burning fabric filled the room and a wailing alarm could be heard. She looked towards the windows and found that the curtains were on fire. Only now did she remember what she did. The Headmaster shouted for Lilly and Kara to leave. Without a second thought, Lilly pulled up her panties and pushed her skirt back down and headed out of the door. Her wrists were stinging a little so she looked down to find small nail marks in a half circle shape across her wrists, they were bleeding a little. "How did I get these?" She thought, bemused by the marks on her wrists. Kara had exited The Headmaster's office and was standing out in the hallway. Students and teachers were busy heading towards the emergency exits of the building. It was actual chaos inside their as people wondered what was going on and tried to regain some control. Over what was happening. "I will not stand for this, I will not stand for this" Kara's mind screamed. She had been enjoying seeing Lily's pain and suffering she even had pictured herself. As the one whom was spanking her but that fantasy was shattered once the curtains caught fire. Kara was shaking in pure rage right then she stood next to several windows lining the main hallway. "I wanted her to suffer, I wanted hear more of her crying I wanted to hear her beg for it to stop" Kara screamed in pure anger a sudden flash of magic seemed to course through her body. Her eyes seemed to sparkle and flash for a brief moment when suddenly each of the windows next to Kara seemed to shatter. Into pieces sending razors of glass flying into the hall as a small gale force went seemed to suddenly. Come out of no where some of the glass struck some of the girls and even teachers causing them to cry out in surprise and pain as. Small or large cuts opened up on them several others were suddenly sent flying into the walls or lockers that lined the hallway. Bodies seemed to line the floor all around her as a moment later the magic that had been unleashed from Kara. Vanished with out a trace she looked around at the damage around her and simply walked right down the hallway with out bothering to even see if anyone was ok. Lilly still stared at her wrists, not sure as to what had happened after she set the curtains alight. She looked up after a short while and saw students and teachers all running in panic towards the fire exits. "I thought fire evacuation was meant to be an orderly process and not a mad gaggle of people all running for their lives." Lilly thought as she herself casually walked in the direction of the fire exits. However, her walk was disrupted by the random explosion of the windows. Lilly jumped in shock at this. She focused and a firewall appeared around her, melting away any shards of glass that came towards her. "What the...?" She felt the hum of magic in the air. "I knew it! There's another one like me here!" The magic faded as randomly as it had appeared. She looked around to see if she could find that girl, she couldn't. Where could she have gone? Most of the other people in the hallway were unconscious. "I'll find you, mark my words!" Lilly then proceeded to do a thought check over the hallway, stretching to around 30 feet in the surrounding area. She'll find her one way or the other, she still had a score to settle. Kara seemed to keep on walking down the hall ignoring those people who were now starting to. Get things under control as the teachers and students were starting to head outside in a orderly line, Yet just as she reached a junction in the hallway she felt that faint hint of magic in the air once again. "Just, like before but where?" Kara thought. She looked around but saw only other students and teachers she didn't feel a trace of where the magic had come from. As the hallway where she stood started to clear up Kara remained where she was standing under she was completely alone. "I know their here I will find them!" Kara yelled. The very air around her seemed to suddenly blow around her forming a mini tornado that covered her body. As just as the tornado of wind appeared it died down for a change had come over Kara. She wears a pitch black undershirt covered by a long sleeved shirt with blood red linings, which stops about waist length. A short pleated black skirt that is made of silk and has blood red linings. It reaches to about mid-thigh two plated wrist guards, reaching to about half her forearms. Black fingerless gloves cover her hands, and the set is finished with black shoes with red gems. A tiara upon her forehead, golden in color with a blood red ruby in its very center. Hanging down on strings all across the tiara was what looked like a bunch of beautiful, powerful looking gems. But other then this, something apparently dark was about this particular girl. The wind form before didn't have the same effect like what had shattered the windows. Near The Headmasters office in fact everything in the hallway remained unharmed. "I know your here, show yourself!: Kara snapped. A single razor of wind shot out from around her body in the form of a small crescent blade that seemed to strike the ceiling cutting into it for five feet sending glass and debris raining down into the hallway. The thought check yielded no results, she must have been out of range. "Damn it!" Lilly walked down the windswept hallway, stepping around the unconscious bodies on the floor, believing that some will notice this and call the emergency services. Her footsteps made no sound on the concrete floor, it was almost like she was walking on cushions of air. A small fiery glow appeared around each of her footfalls. The atmosphere was peaceful, until a loud crumbling sound could be heard from an off shoot hallway. "It has got to be the other magician!" Lilly thought as she stopped still. She closed her eyes and focused on the flow of magic in her body. White fire consumed her. The fire died down in sections, revealing an alteration in Lilly. On her head rested a pair of white cat ears which seemed to have been formed from Lilly's own bangs. The small sleeping cat hairpin she was wearing wasn't there any more. The intensity of the flames died down a little more, uncovering a white half blazer with red buttons and a flame pattern on its short sleeves, Lilly now appeared to be wearing white spaulders embellished with red thread forming the shapes of various rune symbols. The half blazer ended just above Lilly's stomach. Underneath it, Lilly was wearing a pure white leotard with more flame patterns and rune symbols on, over the bottom of the leotard rested a near translucent white mini-skirt edged with red thread. Just above Lilly's rear, a white cat tail seemed to be waving around in the thermal currents created by the flames. On the top half of each arm pure white armbands in the shapes of flames rested, the tips of the flames pointing towards Lilly's shoulders. Her hands were covered by pure white fingerless gloves with flames on, they seemed to emanate their own heat. On her feet she now wore white socks and ankle high white boots. Her boots had white flame spurs on the backs of them and the soles seemed to burn with white fire. Lilly's transformation was now complete and the fire died down to cinders. Lilly sprinted in the direction of the noise, no sound could be heard from her steps. She made her way down the corridor another razor blade of wind shot out followed by another.She blade of went seemed to slice up either the floor or the walls sending more debris. Falling to the floor Kara seemed to float up several inches above the floor a pair of leathery black wings upon her back told enough that she was far from what she seems. They seemed to have appeared moments after the second blade of wind was created. With a small flap of her wings Kara flew down the hallway. "I know your here!" Kara yelled out, Kara looked down to her right hand suddenly in a form of white magical energy her weapon appeared. Zephyr was given to Kara as a gift from his mother and father. The blade is made up of various white emeralds and green crystals; a white aura is usually around the blade. Along the center of the blade is small animal like cravings. The metal blade is extremely sharp on both sides. Along the edges of the blade there is a slight tint of black ruby. Zephyr is extremely light and easily maneuverable. It has a jeweled hilt, with a ruby on one side, and a quartz on the other. It has a gem carved on each side of the blade... The blade seems to be white, but some attacks can make the blade of this weapon turn into a prism color The hilt of the blade, like most others, is made out of some type of white crystal, but it has some type of emblem in the middle of the hilt; this emblem looks somewhat like an angel. "Moon Fang" Kara called out as she fired off a concentrated blast of wind from the tip of the blade in the shape of a crescent moon. The much larger blaze of wind tore down the hallway until it slammed into a wall. More crashing and crumbling could be heard as Lilly made her way towards the origin of the noises. She flicked both of her wrists down and small daggers appeared in each of her hands. The daggers were slightly curved in shape and they had a white fire surrounding them, the hilts were pure white and the pommel was in the shape of a flame. Debris from the destruction shot along the hallway, Lilly jumped onto the wall to her left and seemed to be running along the wall, this allowed her to avoid the first wave of rocks and glass. She jumped back down and continued her sprint. A large piece of rock shot towards her from the same direction, this was too big to avoid so Lilly stood her ground, slowing down her movements until the rock was just within jumping distance. Her blades glowed and she dived towards the rock, white flames surrounded her body. She sliced the rock in half and landed on the over side of it. "She certainly is loud." Lilly thought as she heard the shouts from the mysterious intruder a little ways up the corridor. A huge crescent shaped gust of wind tore down the corridor a little later, it was impossible to avoid and impossible to cut through, Lilly concluded. Instead, she continued her sprint and as soon as she thought she could make the distance, she blinked out of sight, turning invisible with a wave of white fire. She appeared a little ways behind it and continued her sprint. Her quarry was just a little further ahead of her, she could see her silhouette. Kara had now landed gently upon the ground she was busy watching the effect her latest attack. She started forward again down the path she was traveling until she reached. The area where her attack had torn through the wall yet as she was looking she again felt it the same magic. Again but this time it seemed stronger than before and was close by yet Kara wasn't sure of where it was coming from she turned around in a slow circle trying. To find out where the magic was coming from but down one was there. Kara started forward again and thought about another attack to use but stopped. "To scared to show yourself?" Kara called out. She waited for a for some kind of reply but didn't hear anything. Yet she didn't know that Lily was coming up behind her as she started down the corridor once again. Lilly saw movement up ahead. "Found you!" She quickened her pace, still soundlessly moving. She jumped onto the wall again and wall hiked her way towards the retreating figure. When she was within jumping distance, she heard the figure speak. Too scared to show herself? What joke did she mean with that? Lilly dived off the wall and blinked away on white flames again, she reappeared just behind the figure a little ways in the air. "What a joke!" She shouted out in response as she proceeded to do a downward slash with both her daggers onto the figure beneath her. Kara was still walking down the hallway not knowing that Lily had suddenly appeared behind her. She heard shouted out "What a joke!" right as two daggers slashed down into her both her wings. Kara suddenly screamed out in pain having been taken completely by surprise she felt the daggers cut into her drawing blood staggering forward Kara turned around little drop lips of red blood fell to the floor forming tiny red pools.from where Lily's attack had struck her. "Finally you show yourself! she shouted in return. A strong gust of wind ripped down the corridor as Kara rose into the air the wind blew stronger and stronger blowing at her skirt revealing a pair of red and black frilly panties underneath her skirt. As the wind grew stronger Kara's movements seemed to move faster. It seemed that she was riding the wind currents making it now harder for Lily to see her Kara would appear in one place then the other. Not staying in one place for to long she closed the distance between them and rose her blade into the air. Before appearing to Lily's right side slicing her blade downwards right at her side and arm. Lilly grew a little complacent with the first strike being hers. She watched as the winged girl in front of her staggered a little after being struck. The girl shouted something in reply before disappearing into practical nothingness. "Coward! Quit running around!" Lilly shouted as she saw the girl randomly appear and disappear at sporadic intervals. Lilly took this momentary running as a chance to change her weapon. The daggers disappeared into white fire, the flames then took on the shape of a shortbow. The shaft of the bow was white with a red line down the middle and it had small fires burning at each end. She pulled the string back and an arrow of pure fire appeared as the string gained more resistance. She was about to fire the arrow when she saw her target disappear again. "Time for some lucky shots." She thought as she fired the arrow to where she thought the girl would materialize, it hit nothing but stone. She felt a strong wind appear to her right side she quickly turned to find her attacker slashing down at Lilly's arms. She quickly dived out of the way, but the blow still managed to land, scraping her arm and causing Lilly to let out a stifled cry. Blood started to trickle out of the wound. Biting back the pain, she aimed another arrow at her attacker. "Stay in one place, damn you!" She shouted as she let the arrow fly towards its target. Kara still moved back and forth not giving Lily a chance to form any sort of counterattack. She laughed with pure joy as she felt her blade bite into Lily's arm. "let me hear more of your sweet voice" She reappeared in front of Lily but backed off a few feet she brought her up her sword and gave the tip a lick tasting Lily's sweet blood. She saw as her weapons changed to form into a bow Kara again did the same moments as before. She got within range again of Lily but as the last second just as she was about to blur again she felt an arrow bite into her left side. Snarling in pain as a show quickly pulled the arrow from her chest. Kara decided to try something different the air around her grew stronger again. As Kara's image seemed to blur again and vanish only to reappear back about five feet away she was holding her blade pointed at Lily. "Blade Wind" Zephyr started to glow white with magic. Yet the image before Lily wasn't the real form of Kara it was more of a reflection of her for the real Kara was behind Lily doing the same thing. She was trying to trick Lily into attack the one in front of her and not knowing Kara was behind her. She brought her blade down shooting off a blade of wind at her. Seeing her target so close, Lilly decided to ditch the idea of trying to shoot an arrow. Instead, she decided to use some magic. The air around Lilly was increasing in temperature and the ground beneath her seemed to bubble like magma. The bubbling grew more fierce until the ground was practically at boiling point. "Inferno!" Lilly shouted out the the ground beneath her turned into a pillar of white flames that covered Lilly, making her invisible to her attacker. She didn't use the move as an attack, she used it as a distraction. using the flames she was coated in, Lilly quickly dived to the side of her attack and changed her bow into a double sided sword, it looked like both her dagger had been merged together, and struck at her. "No more tricks!" She angrily stated as she slashed. It seemed that the attack that Kara had cast upon her was quickly. Blocked with a roaring pillar of flame that suddenly. Appeared around her body blocking Kara from seeing her. Kara caught sight of Lily again her weapons changed forms again into that of a double bladed sword. "Your one to talk" Kara snapped. She saw the blade move towards her and smiled for she knew what to do "Vanish" Kara called out. For Lily's sword seemed to strike Kara but instead of causes the object to be absorbed into the Kara's body so that it may be neither seen nor represent an obstacle for beings who may want to pass through it. Which in fact it did the blade passed through Kara leaving her unharmed. As she thrust her blade forward at Lily's right thigh. Lilly gasped in shock as her blade seemed to pass through the girl without even leaving as much as a scratch on her. she then saw her thrust her sword towards Lilly's thigh, the blow struck home. Lilly cried out in pain as it burned through her leg. She noticed that she was pinned down now as the blade sliced cleanly through her leg, thinking up on the moment, Lilly knew what she'd do next. She placed her free hand onto the blade's hilt and called out, "Explode!" A ball of fire detonated in Lilly's hand, shattering the blade's segment in her leg and cauterizing her wound. She stood up now, staggered a little and prepared to strike again. The part of Kara's blade that was still stuck within Lily's leg seemed to explode and shatter. Sending a piece flying cutting deeply into her shoulder. Staggering backwards Kara dropped her sword letting it fall to the ground she cried out in pain. Bringing her hand to her shoulder she saw fresh blood running upon her fingers. "We, end this here and now" Kara screamed. Jumping backwards several feet Kara started to call forth her strongest magic spell. She started moving her hands around rapidly and started creating a mini tornado between the palms of her hands the force of the wind was growing stronger and stronger. "Flap your wings Fafnir" A giant tornado in the shape of a dragon shot out of Kara's hands and headed right towards Lily. Lilly was about to strike while the girl was dazed from the explosion but as soon as she made the motion, the girl dived back and shouted that this was going to be brought to an end. "Had enough already, weakling? I've barely broke a sweat!" Lilly taunted. All her confidence was shattered when she saw a giant wind dragon head towards her. She quickly called up a wall of white fire, this should muffle the blow and give her a chance to fight back. There was no escape from this. She could feel the wind tear away at her as it passed though the firewall. Once the wind had finished, Lilly could barely stand, she was covered in cuts and grazes from the tornado dragon. She had just enough strength in her for one final attack. "I refuse to lose!" "Guardian of the plane of fire. answer the call of the flame. Burn those who will defile our glow. Come forth, Ifrit!" Lilly called out as a huge pillar of white flame appeared before her. Once the flames died down, a huge molten demon appeared in front of her. The demon created a enormous ball of fire in its hands and then hurled it at the girl. "If I'm going down, you're coming with me!" Lilly shouted to the girl. Lowering her hands slowly Kara was breathing hard that last attack had drained. Her lot of her magic she smiled as she saw the results her attack had on Lily."Had enough yet?" Kara asked mockingly but her tone of voice changed as she saw Lily was still standing on her feet. "Why won't you fall!" She gasped as she saw Lily summon forth a giant flame demon that appeared before her. Only for the demon to send it at her by having it release a large ball of fire at her. Kara only watched as it drew nearer to her not having enough time Kara had one last option left. With her remaining power started on her last spell "Bone Gale" Kara gathers the wind between her hands then shoots two tornados at her target that passed on either side of the ball of flame.shooting for Lily. "You will fall!" Was Kara's last words as the ball of flame slammed into her causing her to let out a god-awful scream of pain as she felt the very flames cover her body burning her fair skin and wings. Still screaming Kara was knocked off her feet and thrown into a wall. With bone breaking force she felt two of her ribs break upon impact. As she coughed up blood and was still screaming as the flames washed over her burning away parts of her skin and wings. Pleased with her result, Lilly let the tornadoes consume her. Stalemates were better than Checkmates, at least. The pain of the tornadoes was intense, it ripped apart her outfit and cut deeply into her skin, leaving her with many wounds. She hadn't the strength left to scream, as soon as the tornadoes finished their razing, Lilly fell to the ground. She slipped into the inky blackness which swept over her eyes... "Finally, a worthy opponent..." Lilly's last thoughts rang as her mind went blank. Kara still had a tiny bit of magic left not knowing weather her foe would attack one last time. Kara cast her spell she suddenly disappeared in a flash of white light. Appearing on top of the school she had returned to normal with the outfit she had been wearing before her fight began. Coughing up blood Kara leaned against the wall. "Finally someone to bring out the best in me" Kara thought. As blackness creeped into her vision and she passed out. When Lilly awoke, she was in some sort of moving vehicle. Through the hazy blackness she could just barely see a figure standing over a table of some sort, looking for something. She looked at her body, she was lying on a bed with several tubes sticking into her arms and a large mask of sorts over her mouth. The mask, as far as she could see, attached to a canister of some sort. She concluded this to be an oxygen tank. The tubes in her arms attached to a drip. She finally had a rough idea where she was. She was in the back of an Ambulance. Her whole body ached and her head with heavy, she would have sat up if she didn't fear that she'll fall over again. Thinking of nothing else, she lay on the bed and closed her eyes again. She was in no state to answer questions, should the paramedic wish to ask any. When Kara awoke, she was in a similar moving vehicle like Lily but was a not in the sameone. She could only see blurs of people around her and hear muffled voices from the people talking around her.she didn't bother to move and lay there as her own oxygen mask was placed over her own mouth.helping her to breath easier. Blackness seemed to creep up on her again as it filled the corners of her eyes. "I'll find her again and make her pay" Kara thought as a coughing fit suddenly happened she spit up fresh blood before passing out once again. Through her self-decided blackness, Lilly felt herself being moved off the Ambulance and rushed into the Hospital, she heard many voices all calling out at once for many different reasons. She didn't bother to try and decode what each person was saying. Her head felt like it had been through a wringer. She stayed laying on her stretcher. "I wouldn't mind to fight her again and finish what I started." Lilly thought through the pain in her head. A slight twinge could be felt in Lilly's bladder, signally a need for a toilet. "Why here?! Of all the places WHY HERE?!"