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  1. Poor Yuri. Thanks to CorruptedCoquette

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  2. I'm back! I had a lot going on in my life. Also, I was infected by COVID. I apologize for being so slow. Anyways, hope you enjoy the next installment! Shishiro Botan stretched on the futon, having grown tired of all the games of Battlefield she’d been dominating in. She looked at the clock on the wall. “She should be back in a couple of minutes,” the lioness said to herself aloud. She couldn’t resist but let a grin creep onto her face, she excitement untamable as she thought about the devious plan she hatched for her girlfriend. Today was April Fool’s Day, and Botan couldn’t let the opportunity to expose her other half to her fetish slip by. She loved watching girls fill their underwear. She could never imagine doing it herself, but the humiliation one experiences from soiling their pants sent jolts of electricity up her spine. As repulsive as it was, all the stories she’d heard about their seniors loading their panties with shit got her going harder than anything. She had decided a while back that she had to take advantage of the silly holiday to reveal this to her lover under the guise of a prank. “Sorry I took so long coming back!” Botan’s train of thought was broken as a higher-pitched voice accompanied the sound of the front door opening. The source came from a familiar snow-elf, who was in the middle of taking off her shoes in the entrance. “Ah, Lamy, welcome back,” Botan said while trying to get her heartrate under control. “I bought sushi for dinner. That fine?” “Yup! Sounds good.” Lamy walked up and kissed her favorite lion-girl on the cheek. “I’ll make some tea. Jasmine, your favorite,” the blue-haired girl said with a wink. Botan smiled in reply. It almost made her feel bad for what she was going to do. Dinner went over without a hitch, and both girls cuddled together on the futon, with an occasional exchange of kisses between them. As the mood rose, and as Botan thought enough time had passed, she made her move. In one swift motion, she flung herself on top of Lamy’s lap, facing her dead on and functionally pinning her to the furniture with her weight. This sent the bottom girl’s heart racing as lewd thoughts filled her head. “Hey, I’m really in the mood.” Botan started to gently rub her crotch against her lover’s leg, eliciting soft moans from the both of them. She leaned into a kiss, forcing her tongue into the elf’s mouth. After a few minutes, Botan pulled back and stared her now aroused girlfriend’s beet-red face. “Close your eyes,” she demanded. Lamy was more than happy to comply, shutting her eyes as she leaned in for another kiss. The lioness complied, entrancing her in another passionate kiss, distracting her from the fact that her arms were being moved. The snow-white girl lost herself in the moment, letting the predator take its prey. Then, without warning, Lamy heard two loud clicks in rapid succession. This snapped her back into reality, as she tried and failed to get up from her seat. In her stupor, Botan had handcuffed her to one of the supports of the futon, trapping her to their lovemaking spot. Botan started snickering, “Hehe, April fools.” “What’s this about?” Lamy struggled against her confines but gave up after a few hard tugs. With a blush, she told her partner, “What would you have me do?” “Oh, that’s easy,” Botan started with a giggle, “I want you to poop your cute little panties.” “What?!” Lamy started struggling hard, only now noticing a tense feeling in her gut. “Don’t tell me…” “What’s the matter? The sushi hit you hard?” Botan snorted, finding pleasure in her lover’s turmoil. Lamy whimpered as she started to shift her position, a newfound desperation filling her body. “Please let me go!” Lamy pleaded, violently rubbing her legs together as her control over her body started to loosen. An hour had passed, and she was at the end of her rope, being stuck in a state of despair, but in the same breath feeling aroused from the helplessness of it all. “Go where?” Botan was having the time of her life, naturally. The lion could feel her stomach start to hurt a little, but decided to ignore it for the time being, knowing the using the bathroom now might result in missing the elf-girl’s messy accident. She placed some pet sheets under her girlfriend to ensure the impending mess didn’t ruin their furniture. Lamy could only whimper as she watched her significant other treat her like a pet. “Th-the toilet… please let me use the toilet!” Lamy struggled one final time, pulling away from the futon, but failing. As if her body knew that victory was impossible, her anus opened against her will. Lamy gasped as she started to feel something snake out of her ass and into her snow-print panties. “Wow…” Those were the only words Botan could manage as she watched the love of her life uncontrollably soil herself. She couldn’t help herself from going up to the poor girl and cupping her hand over the expanding bottom of the underwear, feeling the warmth and texture mush against her palm and back against Lamy’s now shit-covered butt. Looking at the front, Botan swore she could’ve also seen a bit of dampness in the front of Lamy’s panties. Those thoughts were cut short, however, by the sound of sobbing coming from in front of her. Their eyes met, tears clearer than crystal streaming down the defiled girl’s face. The guilt hit Botan like a brick as the gravity of what she just did set in. Apologizing profusely, the lioness undid Lamy’s restraints and guided her to bathroom, where she was pushed away, and the door slammed shut in her face. Lamy couldn’t bring herself to do anything to clean herself, so she opted for the most childish option. She lowered her bottom onto the closed toilet seat, spreading her mess to every corner of her underwear as she sobbed quietly. Botan could hear the girl whimper from the other side, an emotional pain growing in her heart. What she didn’t know, however, was that Lamy was smirking devilishly upon her messy throne, ready to perform her sadistic deed. “Shit, I really fucked this up,” Botan thought to herself. The implications of what might happen crawled down her spine without mercy. The idea that she may have ruined her relationship with Lamy forever wouldn’t escape her mind. The possibility that the elf would never speak to her again stabbed through her again and again. “I gotta fix this and fast!” The silver-haired girl finished mulling through her head as she knocked gently on the door. “Lamy, are you okay?” “No…” Lamy lied through crocodile tears as she lightly rubbed herself through her dirty panties. “You could never know how this feels.” “I…,” Botan trailed off. She was completely right. Never once had Botan messed herself since infancy. Her fetish completely disregarded other peoples’ feelings in exchange for her personal enjoyment. Guilt now having surfaced its way to her throat, Botan exploded in a long and thorough apology. “P-Please! Let me do something to make it up. Anything! I messed up. No, I fucked up! I fucked it all up because I’m a selfish idiot! So please… please, let me have a chance to make it right! I love you more than anything, and I could never go on without you… so please. I’ll do anything you say…” The lioness started choking up to the point where she couldn’t form words anymore. Lamy also started to choke up a bit, her tears becoming real as she felt her partner’s unconditional love. However, she had come too far to not get what she wanted out of this situation. “Anything?” “Y-yeah…” Botan regained some of her composure, but nothing could prepare her for what her girlfriend was about to say. “Poop your panties.” “W-w-w-wha… what?” Botan took a small step back in shock, in utter disbelief of what she just heard. As she processed the words in her mind, the door opened, revealing a red-faced Lamy, still in her dirty panties. “I-it’s only fair…,” Lamy stuttered before continuing, “you made me mess myself against my will… so it’s only fair that you do the same…” “I-I don’t know…” The lioness’s cowardice was on full display, but Lamy would not back down. She had filled her panties with crap for the first time since childhood. She deserved her vengeance, as well as her release. “So much for anything…” Lamy sighed and began to close the door on her lover again. This pulled at Botan’s heartstrings exactly as intended as the stopped the door with her foot. “W-wait…” Botan held her head down, attempting to calm her nerves. “I’ll do it.” “Really…?” Lamy looked at the lion-girl with puppy-dog eyes. “Yeah…” Botan turned around and lifted her pencil skirt, showing off her black lingerie to the other girl. Lamy almost let out a giggle at the sight. “Here we go…” The pain in her stomach from earlier fortunately made the process a lot easier, but the proud lioness’s face illuminated red as she gave a small push against her bowels. That was all it took as a slimier, mushier mass eased its way into her lace panties. As the poop slid around and progressively occupied her underwear, Botan recognized the irony in her current situation. The panties she had prepared for bedroom playtime after Lamy cleaned up were now the same panties she was purposely filling like a baby. She spread her legs further, giving her crotch and ass more room to breath with all the shit now suffocating them. “I, uh, finished…” “Good girl.” Lamy wasted no time in sticking her hand down the front of Botan’s panties, using the other hand to pleasure herself as she showered the lioness in kisses along the neck. “I’m glad that tea seemed to do its job.” “Wha-,” Botan didn’t have time to finish her sentence as Lamy cut her off with her own lips. For around five minutes, the pair made out as the elf-girl pleasured the both of them, not a word uttered from either girl. Simultaneously, the lovers hit their peak together, climaxing on Lamy’s hands. After a brief respite, Lamy turned Botan around and stared her in her cloudy, grey eyes before cracking a smile. “April fools.”
  3. Is there any DDLC mods out there for the game? I can’t seem to find any.
  4. A/N: A commission that I wrote recently Olivia and Mallow have certainly gotten close since they first met. It seems like just yesterday when Olivia recruited the young woman as a trial captain, watching her come into her own and become rather popular amongst her fellow captains. The kahuna has always had a particular fondness for Mallow, one that only grew as time went on, especially when she first noticed the way that Mallow looked at her. Despite her general lack of luck in her love life, she is able to figure out pretty easily that the younger girl has a crush on her. At first, she does not think that anything can come of it. The age different makes it seem pretty impossible, and she has no idea how to even go about approaching it. It is only when she starts thinking about that that she realizes she must have developed feelings for Mallow at some point, to even be considering pursuing a relationship with her. Still, she does not think that there is any point in trying to pursue a relationship, when she is sure that the girl’s crush will soon pass. Certainly, she does not expect her crush to not pass, and she does not expect Mallow to be the one to make the first move. But the trial captain decides to be bold, and Olivia is already too infatuated with her to turn her down, eager to finally start a relationship with someone who adores her as much as she adores them. Any complications that may come with it can be sorted out in time, and will definitely be worth it, if it means that she and Mallow can be happy together. With all that in mind, she decides not to worry at all, and ever since then, the two of them have been blissfully happy, even if they do have to keep the details of their relationship on the down low. It feels all too worth it to be able to share what they have behind closed doors, and things quickly escalate, as they both get carried away. Mallow is a horny teen and Olivia is pent up from years of loneliness, and so, it only makes sense that sparks fly every time they have a chance to get their hands on each other. They get experimental in no time at all, trying new things to keep spicing up their sex life, both of them always excited to try something different. The two of them pretty much agree to try anything once, as long as at least one of them is into the idea, and the other is not disturbed by the concept. So far, they have had no problem with that, but Olivia has something on her mind that she is not sure that they can pursue with their usual methods of experimentation. What she wants is something so genuine that she can’t just warn Mallow ahead of time, or else her young lover will surely do whatever she can to make it perfect for Olivia, even if it is not genuinely played out. She does not want Mallow to feel pressured to act for her sake, does not want anything more than her natural reactions, and so, she decides that she has to surprise her, in order to make it happen. Of course, if Mallow hates it and protests it, then she will let her go and give up on it altogether, not planning to take the surprise too far, but if it is going to work out, it has to be a surprise. Her fascination begins one day when they are late getting home from a date, and Mallow is so desperate to pee that she complains about being on the verge of wetting herself the whole way home. The bathroom had been out where they were, and upon arriving home, she had to make a mad dash for the bathroom, even claiming that her panties were a little wet after the fact. That night, Olivia was so turned on that they fucked for quite a while, and now, she understands why that is, and she is ready to start experimenting with it. She wants to make Mallow actually wet herself, and she wants her to genuinely lose control, to see her fall to pieces in her desperation, unable to hold it anymore. That is just not something she can enjoy if it is fake and acted out for her pleasure, hence why she has her little plan to take Mallow by surprise, and hope that her lover does not hate it and beg her to stop. It is a simple plan, taking place after they get home again one evening. Mallow is not desperate like she was that first time, but she did not go to the bathroom tonight, and she makes a few mentions of needing to go on their way back. Olivia could probably use a trip to the bathroom herself, but she has great endurance, and knows that she can worry about that after she has had her fun, pushing it out of her mind. Sure enough, as soon as they arrive home, Mallow starts to head in the direction of the bathroom, and Olivia stops her. Before Mallow can ask what she is doing, Olivia wraps her arms around her, pulling her tight to her body, and giving her a big hug. This is far from the first time that Mallow has experienced a crushing hug from her girlfriend, so she does not think anything of it at first, and instead returns the embrace. However, after a solid minute of Olivia holding her and not letting go, she starts to get a little squirmy, no doubt beginning to wonder just why Olivia is holding her for so long. Soon, she tries to pull back, but Olivia just tightens her grip, strong enough that Mallow would not be able to fight her way out of her grasp, even if she really wanted to do so. She doesn’t want to fight away from her lover, but she is a little confused as to why Olivia is not letting her go, when she should already know that Mallow is trying to reach the bathroom. “Hey, what’s up?” she asks. “Not that I mind letting you hold me like this, but can it wait until later? Remember, I really need to pee, so…” “I know that,” Olivia replies. “But that’s exactly why I want to hold you like this. How long do you think you can wait?” Still confused, she says, “But why should I have to wait? The bathroom is right over there, and I really do have to go right now, so…” “What if I told you I wanted to see you lose control?” Olivia asks softly, and Mallow jumps a little bit. The question comes as a surprise to her, as this is not something that either of them have ever discussed before, but as soon as she starts thinking about it, she can start to understand why Olivia is doing what she is doing. It may be something new to her, but they have experimented more than a little bit with their sex life, and the idea of trying something a little more out there really isn’t all that shocking. Actually, when she lets herself think about it a little more, she does not mind the idea at all, finding it much less embarrassing than she initially thought that she would. Even if it does mean wetting herself in front of Olivia, something that previously would have been the most humiliating thing she could possibly imagine, it seems a lot more appealing if there is a chance that Olivia might like it. She has to go so badly that she is sure it will not take long before it happens, and she looks forward to seeing how Olivia reacts when it finally does. With all that in mind, she can start to put her doubts behind her, and focus on the moment. Being held like this is pleasant, but it always is. Due to their height difference, her face is always perfectly level with Olivia’s chest, so when she is hugged this tight, her face is buried between her breasts, a very pleasant place to be. Really, if she had to pick a way to go out, being smothered by her older girlfriend’s chest sounds like an ideal way, so this position is the perfect place to wait out her bursting bladder. But how long will it actually take? She felt like she was starting to get incredibly desperate, but she has not so much as leaked even once. When Olivia first grabbed hold of her, her body seemed to react on its own, redoubling its efforts to hold back when faced with an obstacle, and now, she feels like close to the edge than she did before. If she could just let go right now, that would speed things along, but Olivia wanted to see her lose control, not wet herself on purpose. If she had wanted the latter, she could have asked for it at any time. But this situation is set up in such a manner that it seems obvious she would want it to be as natural as possible. She waited until a time when Mallow really was desperate, and then grabbed hold of her with no warning, only explaining herself when asked, and only because she never wants to force Mallow into a kink she would not be interesting in trying out. Everything about it suggests that Mallow needs to just keep holding it, for as long as it takes, because Olivia would rather have to wait it out than be disappointed with an insincere show. Besides, even if she wanted to just let go, she is not sure if she would be able to. As much as she wants to try this out, and as much as she may think she will enjoy it when the moment comes, she has spent the better part of her life making sure that such things are only ever private. At a young age, she was taught never to wet herself, and to always do her very best to hold it until she could make it to the bathroom. Those instincts are hard to just put aside, even for the sake of her lover, and she is pretty sure that she would just lock up if she did try to let it out naturally, her body working against her to the very end. In that regard, her only option is waiting for as long as it takes, while her body does what it can to make it all last even longer. She can’t help the way she squirms, moving reflexively, the impulse to keep it in and do whatever she can to make holding it easier winning out over everything else. That being said, Olivia seems to like that, sometimes squeezing her closer, her breathing growing a bit heavier whenever Mallow shows any signs of desperation. She must really be into this, if she is reacting like that to everything that Mallow does. How long has she known about this? Has it been some big secret that she was trying to get up the nerve to go for? The idea of Olivia having a kink that she might be a little bit embarrassed about is really cute, and Mallow like the idea that much more as a result. She has never caught herself wishing that she could lose control before, but right now, she wishes that she had the weakest bladder in the world, all so that she could wet herself right here and now, and make her lover’s dream come true. Unfortunately, she still has to wait it out, because her body is not going to be moved by something as simple as that. She just lets Olivia keep clinging to her, and hopes that she does not disappoint in the end. What she does not realize is that, while she is waiting for her own downfall, Olivia is really starting to deal with a battle of her own, one that she did not expect to end up this intense. She has great endurance, so her own need to pee should not be any sort of issue. However, she had been so focused on Mallow that she had not really thought about how bad her need actually was, and that lack of assessment means that it got worse than she would have expected, faster than she would have expected. When she actually thinks about it now, she can’t remember the last time that she visited the bathroom at all today, which means that she is dealing with a much longer wait than she initially thought. But she is going to keep holding out, because there is no way she is going to let her own need to pee get in the way of enjoying Mallow’s, not when she worked so hard to set all of this up. Besides which, it would not really be fair for her to run off to the bathroom and expect Mallow to stay right where she is and keep holding it, and there is also the risk that, even if Mallow went along with that, that she might happen to lose control while Olivia is gone. She wants it to happen while they are embracing like this, so if anything else happens, it is a waste of the time she has put in to make sure that happens. No, she is going to keep holding it, and she is going to believe that she can make it as long as she needs to. She is probably just psyching herself out due to the anticipation as she waits for Mallow to wet herself, not actually anywhere near losing control for herself. And she is sure that it can’t be that much longer, because Mallow is showing more and more signs of desperation, not able to hold still at all in her embrace. She has her thighs pressed together, and were it not for the hug, she would probably be holding herself. That mental image sends tingles down Olivia’s spine, so as long as Mallow is up for trying something like this again, she will have to ask for a show like that next time. This time, though, she is glad to be able to hold her like this, because she is going to be able to feel it the instant that Mallow loses it, soaking through her clothes and then into Olivia’s. She can hardly wait for that to happen, though now that she starts thinking about it, it makes it a little harder for her to ignore her own throbbing bladder. Things are getting bad for her, but she still refuses to give up. Any minute now, all of this is going to be completely worth it. Mallow notices Olivia squirming a bit from time to time, but does not think anything of it. At the very least, she does not assume that it is because she has to pee herself, but rather, because she is getting tired of standing here and doing nothing. Which makes her feel guilty for how long this is taking, but she knows it will not be long now. Even her impulse to keep it can’t win out much longer, as she jiggles her legs and whimpers, the pain of her bladder becoming more than she can stand. This is the most desperate that she has ever been, and in the end, there is nothing that she can do to stop it when the time comes. She wouldn’t try to fight it anyway, but she has been pushed her to very limit, and even if she were trying to hold it, even if she were a few feet from a toilet, she would not be able to force herself to hold it in anymore. All at once, it starts gushing out of her, surprising her with how sudden it is. There is the reflex to try and clamp down and stop it, but that fails, and then she forces herself to relax anyway, since she has no reason to cut her stream off. As she begins wetting herself, peeing on Olivia in the process, the older woman moans softly, clinging tighter to her and just taking ti all in, making it clear that she loves every second of it. Mallow, if she is being completely honest, knows how she feels, and loves this moment not just for the relief that it gives her. It feels like it goes on forever, but eventually, it does slow to a stop. Olivia is able to enjoy it so much that she nearly forgets her own need, but a sharp pang from her bladder reminds her that she does not have any time to stand here congratulating Mallow on a job well done. She has to bolt for the bathroom and finish this later, and so, she quickly pulls back from the hug, not able to stop a leak as she does. Except it is more than just a leak, and Olivia is too far gone to actually do anything about this situation. And so, Mallow is not the only one to wet herself today. However, Mallow gets a full view of this, since Olivia pulled back just in time, and she watches in surprise as her girlfriend adds to the puddle that she has made on the floor. Olivia is surprised that she lost control so easily, surprised that she did not have it in her to hold it for a little bit longer, but she knows better than to let it get to her. Since they were already experimenting, the best thing she can do is take it in stride, and act as if this is just what she wanted. And so, she is able to laugh it off, but not before noticing just how excited Mallow seems to be, unable to stop staring at her. It seems they have both discovered a new interest tonight. - If you're interested in my writing updates, please join my discord server! https://discord.gg/xUrPXDH I stream here, and the chat is locked when there isn't a stream going on, so for the most part, it's only posts that are updates from me
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  8. So, yeah… this happened. This idea is a fair bit more tame than most of my SAO fic concepts, and it’s almost canon-compliant… but of course, I’ll be adding my own twist to the events of Aincrad, because it’s me. Apologies in advance to anyone who misses my old stories, as I have no good news on those fronts, but as for this, well… I’m already three-thousand-ish words into chapter five, so that probably says a lot about how committed I am to this particular fic. Anyway, things you need to know before proceeding to read. If you already read my status explaining all these, you can skip these, but if you’re a newcomer, give them a read: #1: Kirito is a girl. Hence, Kirito has become Kiriko, as is customary for my fics. On a related note, most of the ships which become couples in this fic will be yuri/wlw/whatever you wanna call it. This applies to both Kiriko ships and non-Kiriko ships, btw. As for which ships will become couples… I’ll keep that to myself a bit longer. Until then, feel free to speculate! #2: The first two, maybe a few more, arcs are predominantly viewed through Asuna’s perspective and are modeled off of the Progressive manga. If you like what you’re reading here, maybe give the Progressive manga a read, because it’s easily the best SAO Aincrad arc official media to ever have existed. Progressive is largely from Asuna’s perspective, but for those of you like me who don’t really like Asuna that much in canon, don’t worry, Progressive Asuna is way better as a character than OG canon Asuna. Like, so much so that I actually genuinely like Asuna in Progressive, whereas I normally hate her in other media. #3: This version of SAO has a stupidly complex and unfair bathroom needs system implemented. As a result, toilets, pads, pullups and cloth/disposable diapers all exist. I’m explaining the disposable pullups/diapers as magical to get them into the setting, but they still feel very much like normal disposable pullups and diapers do. #4: Certain characters who died in canon SAO will be living in this fic. To avoid spoiling you, I will not be naming any of them, but expect this to drastically change the events of the middle stages of this fic, after I stop modeling its plot off of Progressive. #5: After/during floor 75’s Heathcliff deathmatch, we’ll be switching continuities to start travelling similar plot threads to the ones traveled by SAO Re: Hollow Fragment. As terrible as that game’s gameplay is, its plot isn’t half bad, and I have a soft spot for the gameverse continuity, so… yeah. That’s about all you need to know. If this sounds like a fun read for you, go ahead and give this a try! See you below! Sword Art Online: Of Death Games and Diapers Chapter One: Asuna’s Shooting Star In a small, barebones bedroom in the cheapest inn in the «Town of Beginnings», a pair of chestnut eyes suddenly snapped open, their owner sweating and panting in a disoriented mess as she slowly regained awareness of the world around her. That nightmare… Her whole body shivering in the cold, she raised her right hand and gestured with it to open her menu. After navigating submenus for a few seconds, she arrived at a date readout, and the light in her eyes dimmed. Just as she’d feared. “November 19th, 2022. Saturday,” she mumbled it aloud, voice reflecting how dead inside she felt in that moment. “Today is the day… of the unified mock test…” It was at precisely this moment that the young girl woke up just enough to notice why she was so cold. Her clothes, the covers, the bedsheets — all of them were damp. The girl took a deep breath, then sighed. It happened again. It happened every time she had a nightmare. Which, since she’d gotten trapped in this unfamiliar place, was almost every night. Asuna Yuuki, high school girl and heiress of RECT Incorporated, had wet the bed. After paying a small fee to wash both the bedding and the clothes she had been wearing, Asuna left the inn, stomach rumbling from hunger every few minutes as she walked through the crowded streets towards the place she always went to for breakfast. She could barely see in front of her from under the veil of her hooded cape, but she made it there at around the usual time, maybe a few minutes faster than normal because bad moods made her walk faster. She stepped up to the counter and listened to the baker NPC’s ragged, boring old greeting with narrowed eyes, purchased a loaf of «Black Bread» for a single Col, and retreated to the steps leading up from the edge of the bakery’s food court to eat it in a subdued silence. As she tossed the last scrap of bread into her mouth, she couldn’t help but think to herself, It doesn’t even taste any good… “A hidden logout spot?” an incredulous voice asked, making Asuna’s eyes dart over to where she heard him. “It’s just another false rumor. Who would be dumb enough to believe that?” The man sitting at the table with him calmly replied with a smug grin. “But I hear it comes from the «Rat» herself. She wouldn’t just make shit like that up.” “Oh really now?” the first man pointed a finger at his buddy accusingly before bursting into laughter. He came off as… kinda drunk. Face was flushed and everything. “‘It comes from the Rat,’ he says. The nerve of this guy!” A few moments passed without either of them speaking, but Asuna still listened attentively. If the rumor was true, then… she could take the test after all… The man who’d seemed so confident in himself just a second ago sighed before speaking in a much more reserved tone. “So I hear it’s supposed to be in the forest west of here. There’s a cave way in the back that looks like the right place… and no one who’s gone has come back. What’s that tell you?” Asuna hadn’t realized until she was halfway to their table, but she’d instinctively gotten up and started walking over to ask for more info. How could she not, though? If there was even a chance it was true, then… and taking that test was more important than anything she did in here. The skeptic replied in a hearty tone. “That they got killed by the mobs in there. Fuckin’ dumbass!” Just before he was about to burst out laughing again, Asuna reached the table and subconsciously slammed her fists down on top of it, startling the two men out of their drunken stupor as their heads snapped over in her direction. Their stares made her nervous, but the young girl pressed on in desperation. “Um! Excuse me! Which way is the forest to the west?” The guy who’d made the claim spoke first, his smug grin returning. “I mean, it’s where you think it’d be. It’s out west of here, bout an hour down the path out the western gate.” “Thank you very much,” Asuna said as she turned to leave. The voice of the skeptic called out to her before she got very far. “Uh, you know you need to be about level three around there, right?” Asuna paused. It wasn’t like she hadn’t expected it to be challenging, but… for her stats all the way down at level one… could she handle this alone? “You’re one of those folks waiting for help from the outside, right?” the skeptic continued, sounding genuinely concerned about her, a perfect stranger. “Don’t get yourself killed, there’s no need to rush. In another few days, I’m sure someone will hack in and we’ll all be rescued.” Asuna shook her head. “In a few days, it’ll be too late.” The other man piped up, voice sort of hesitant. “You got urgent business back in the real, girlie?” She wanted to tell them just what she needed to do, but she knew she’d just sound stupid and childish if she did. She couldn’t admit she was risking her life just to take a mock test. It was effectively social suicide to people like these. But to her, these tests were her life! She’d rather die than waste a chance to escape and further her education… otherwise, her mother would— No, never mind. It’s pointless, thinking like that, in terms of what she wants. I’m doing this for me. “Yes,” she admitted, slumping her shoulders with a sigh. “Something very… important.” After that, she left them without saying another word. An hour and a half of walking down the path, treading through the forest and sneaking past all the enemies she saw on the way, Asuna stood before a structure inherently strange in design. It definitely reminded her she was in a stupid video game, at least. At the base of a massive tree, underneath its roots which were almost all longer than she was tall, there was a large opening that seemed to lead deeper underground. That was all well and good, but because the game couldn’t let itself be too realistic, beneath the tree’s roots on either side of the opening were two circular stone pillars which seemed to be propping it up to keep it from closing the entrance. This was it… it had to be here. It was the only thing in the entire forest that even remotely resembled a cave. Which meant that if the secret logout spot really did exist, this was the only place it could be. Asuna gulped in anticipation. “You know you need to be about level three around there, right?” That man’s words from earlier echoed through her mind, reminding her of the danger she was facing by coming here. But there was no turning back now. In order to escape in time for the mock exam, she’d have to get out in under an hour at this point. So she had to advance. Now more than ever, especially because of how dangerous it would be from here on out. It’s just a game, anyway. Why am I getting so worked up over this? How hard could it actually be? With that as a mental footnote in her quest, Asuna walked into the cave, slowly drawing her rapier from its scabbard at her waist as she walked. “I need to get… out of here.” Despite how it looked from a distance, the opening of the cave was tall enough that she didn’t even have to duck to get in. The path in front of her seemed to stretch on forever, even though she knew it realistically couldn’t be that big of a cave. Then again, it was a video game… they could break whatever laws of reality they wanted in here. As the light from the entrance grew dimmer and dimmer, Asuna noticed that the air around her looked weirdly… thick. Like it was in a haze all around her. And it smelled nasty, too. She didn’t want to breathe it in, but she couldn’t just hold her breath forever. When she was finally forced to take a breath, it felt like her body became weirdly… relaxed. The cave got hotter and more clammy the further into it she walked. Something was… off about it, but she couldn’t put her finger on what it was. She could barely see even a foot in front of her at this point. In fact, it seemed like something was blocking her way. She reached out and felt it with her free hand, and it was… Squishy… and fuzzy. … Oh. Asuna’s eyes looked up and met with the gleaming golden eyes of a gigantic black-furred beast. With a bulky human body and the head of a wild dog, this massive enemy towered over Asuna so much it made her look tiny by comparison. In its right arm held high above its head, it wielded a massive club almost as long as she was tall, which— Oh no. Before she could even react, the club came crashing down into her side and hit her so hard it knocked her into the air and sent her flying back, bouncing across the ground until her battered body skidded to a stop. It felt like all the bones in her body were broken… she could barely move, no matter how hard she tried. There was a weird icon next to her HP readout, and she only had a sliver of HP left. Am I going to die? The massive monster slowly approached her, brandishing its huge club every few steps. It took its sweet time approaching her, like a wild dog slowly cornering its prey. It seemed to understand that Asuna couldn’t move, and it was intentionally drawing out her suffering. Before I’ve had the chance to do a single thing with my life…? Asuna’s life began flashing through her eyes as the monster closed in on her. She felt the bitterness and anger of knowing that she’d lived through fifteen years of hard work only for it to amount to nothing, her life over in a heartbeat, vanishing from the stage known as the world without leaving a single lasting mark on anything. But just before the beast swung its club down on her, she saw something incredible. Appearing out of nowhere from behind the monster, a girl who couldn’t have been any older than Asuna brought a shimmering golden blade crashing down through the monster, cutting it clean in half and killing it in a single blow. As its form shattered, for just an instant, Asuna got a good look at the girl who saved her. Her long, lustrous black hair had a radiant sheen to it, her figure was almost unfair, and her stunning violet eyes stared down at Asuna with an unreadable glint to them. And Asuna had never seen someone look so good dressed in all black before… Then just as quickly as it began, it ended when Asuna’s head lost the strength to support her and fell back to the ground. “It’s over,” the mysterious girl said in a deep, gentle voice. She sheathed her sword in a scabbard on her right waist, before kneeling down and patting Asuna’s head. “It’s gonna be okay. You can rest easy now.” She… went out of her way to comfort me. As the girl stood back up, another set of footsteps briskly approached the black-haired girl. “Heyo, nice work there! Gotta say, really gets under my skin that people are spreadin’ rumors usin’ my name.” The black-haired girl replied without missing a beat. “Being an informant is a rough gig, huh?” “Our newbie still kickin’?” The new entrance sat down in front of Asuna. Even without being able to see her, the chestnut-haired girl could feel she was being watched. “Oh nice, she is. Not by much, though~” Is she teasing her friend…? Asuna suddenly felt something get shoved into her mouth, and a sweet liquid started pouring down her throat. The cheeky girl staring at her simply said, “Here, drink this healing pot.” “Lay off. I had to no damage run this place if I didn’t want permanent debuffs,” the black-haired girl said as she walked past Asuna’s field of vision, towards the exit. “Anyway, I’m off. You can deal with your impostor yourself. I’d do a lot for you, but I’m not going orange.” The girl healing her shamelessly quipped back. “Aw, how sweet!~ No worries though, I got it covered.” “Don’t forget about our other arrangement. Catch you later.” And just like that, Asuna’s savior left. She saved the fifteen-year-old’s life like it was the easiest thing in the world, comforted her, and then disappeared in a flash. And in the singular moment their eyes met, she shone so brightly that nothing compared. Just like… Like a shooting star. When Asuna’s chestnut eyes next fluttered open, the first thing she noticed was that she hadn’t had a nightmare this time. How long had she even been asleep, anyway? She checked the time readout in the corner of her vision and realized she was out for around twenty minutes. If the logout spot really existed, she’d need to use it as soon as possible if she hoped to take the exam… As she continued to wake up, she realized her crotch felt damp. So she’d went in her sleep… again. But unlike every other time she wet the bed, the rest of Asuna’s clothes felt perfectly dry. Why was that? And her underwear felt… quite a bit bulkier than normal, for some reason. She reached a hand down and felt underneath her skirt, only to find that her underwear… well, wasn’t her underwear. It felt totally different from what she’d put on when she left the inn. Almost like— “Oh, looks like yer awake now, huh?” a familiar, cheeky voice said with a unique nasal inflection. Asuna nearly jumped out of her skin at the realization that she wasn’t alone. But then she realized — she’d been taken out of the cave. Her underwear had been replaced by something else. She’d been sleeping while sitting down, leaning against a rock, as opposed to the floor of the cave she’d passed out on. The odds that all this just happened automatically without the help of anyone else were abysmal. The voice called out again, coming from behind her, probably on top of the rock. “You feelin’ better now? The potion I gave you had a little somethin’ extra in it to help you with the pain.” So whatever this girl had Asuna drink, it was spiked with something. That must’ve been why she wet herself in her sleep again without even having a nightmare. But then why didn’t the rest of her clothes feel wet…? What had this person done to her underwear? Asuna lifted up her skirt, and the sight that greeted her was one she never expected to see. This person had put her in a cloth diaper, with a star-patterned snap-up cover. She wanted to get mad, to ask what happened to the underwear she’d been wearing before, but… well, considering she’d already used it after having only been out for twenty minutes, the other girl had made the right call putting her in this babyish thing. “Oh, right,” the girl answered her thoughts upon seeing the look on the diapered girl’s face. “Take it from me, after takin’ that much damage in that cave and healin’ with a numbin’ potion, you don’t wanna take any chances. I put yer old underwear back in yer storage though, no worries.” Asuna sighed. She didn’t understand this person’s reasons, but they seemed to know more about the game than she did, so she’d just have to take their word for it. Come to think of it… her savior called this person… “The girl who saved me… she called you an ‘informant,’” the chestnut-haired girl replied. “What’s that mean?” Asuna looked back at the other girl out of the corner of her eye, and saw that she was wearing some pretty ratty looking clothes, and had whisker marks on her face. Like a cat… or maybe a rat? Those people in the Town of Beginnings seemed to place stock in the intel that game from someone who went by the “Rat.” The whiskered girl smiled a laid back smile. “What it sounds like. My job is buying and selling information. I gather all kinds of info, then provide it at a reasonable price. If it benefits the public, I spread it… or if needed, I bury it forever.” Her job… was buying and selling information? Was this the Rat the people back in town mentioned, then? No, wait… back in the cave, this person mentioned having an impostor spreading false rumors using her name. So which one was she…? What are the lies… and what is the truth? This is just like— Asuna chuckled grimly. “How weird. This is a game… but it feels like reality.” “Of course it does. This is our reality now.” The whiskered girl met her eyes with a cold stare. Of course someone like her would see it that way. Asuna’s eyes hit the ground as she faced forward again. “Miss informant… is the ‘hidden logout spot…’ just a false rumor?” There was a pause. Asuna could feel she was being watched. She clutched the hem of her skirt anxiously the longer the silence lasted, before the informant finally ended the suspense. “Sorry. There’s no such thing.” Never had the simple late autumn breeze felt so chilling to the bone. As Asuna crossed her arms for warmth, her eyes narrowed and she made up her mind. “In that case… please sell me some info.” Her left hand curled into a fist as she recalled the feeling of helplessness as she realized she was about to die in the cave. She remembered how it felt needing to be saved by someone she didn’t even know, whose beauty shone like a shooting star crashing down to earth as she killed the monster that nearly felled Asuna in a single hit. To prevent something like that from happening again… “I want to know how to get stronger.” The informant replied without missing a beat. “Is that in order to survive longer?” Asuna shook her head, as images of her savior flashed through her mind, of the back she’d soon be chasing after. “No. It’s so that I don’t ever regret anything again.” “Hmm,” the informant hummed along, taking Asuna’s resolute words as casual as could be. “Then you’ll want this.” A moment later, a window appeared in front of Asuna. The informant’s hand pointed to a button press. She seemed to want the girl to press the circle button. When the chestnut-haired girl finally did, a small booklet bound together by leather string suddenly materialized into the air above her hands, and she caught it just in time. The cover had a rat-like icon, and next to that, the title read: “SAO Strategy Guide 1F: Field Area” At the bottom, it said it was compiled and written by “Argo.” As if on cue, the whiskered informant withdrew her hand and said, “It’s my strategy guide for the first floor of SAO. Think of it like a reference manual. Free, just for you.” Asuna abruptly stood up as she caught sight of one of the boars she’d been trying to hide from on her way here. She instinctively opened the booklet she’d just been given, flipping through its pages until she saw a page which had a picture of this monster. “«Frenzied Boar»… non-active?” she read a part of the page aloud before leafing through the pages to the term’s citation and reading further. “Oh. If I don’t attack it first, it won’t target me.” Asuna suppressed the urge to sigh. “The source of data and prerequisites are somewhat vague. Did the author test this information to determine its accuracy? Still, it’s a good guide for a starting player. Well-indexed, plenty of notes, even images and diagrams.” Argo watched on in stunned silence as the fruit of her labor was dissected by a complete newbie, not quite sure how to feel about it. But this girl was a fast learner, huh? She never stayed on one subject for very long. She went from monsters to monster types to the entry for her starting weapon in a matter of seconds, then drew hers and— “Oh. It worked.” Argo did a double take as she processed the fact that this girl went from reading through her guide book to using a skill to kill her first monster in one hit faster than she could even see the newbie move. That was fast! Almost as fast as Kiriko, even…! The chestnut-haired girl held up her rapier and stared at it. “Well then. I can do it after all.” Argo’s jaw went slack for just an instant before she regained her senses. She smirked, realizing this player’s information would become quite valuable as the game progressed. She couldn’t just let her up and leave like this, it’d be like passing up the chance for free money! “I take it back. No longer free,” Argo said, rubbing her hands together greedily. “As my fee, tell me yer name.” The girl looked over her way and didn’t seem bothered by this request at all. “My name? It’s Asuna Yuuki.” It was safe to say Argo got more than she bargained for, being told this person’s real name. She… she’d just pretend to forget that… “Wait, sorry, newbie! I meant yer player name!” “Ah. Just Asuna, then,” the girl replied, not seeming to understand why what she just said was not good. That she used her real name as her player name… Argo would pretend she forgot that, too. “So that’s yer player name, too,” Argo sighed. “When anyone in here mentions name, they mean your player name. I’ll forget that piece of info, just be careful from now on.” Not one second after Argo finished talking and her newbie friend finished nodding along, she went back to using «Linear» on a new boar spawn, killing this one in one hit too with perfect fencing form, making Argo wonder if she’d even been paying attention the whole time. Still… Argo thought to herself as she watched Asuna slay boar after boar for practice. Asuna the fencer, huh? She’ll go far. Argo could feel it. The day would come when this girl caught up to the top players in the game and earned herself a fantastic nickname. When that time came, Argo could sell this day’s events for a hefty price. And not just to other top players like Kiriko. People the game over would want in on this… “Hey… miss informant,” Asuna’s voice called out to her, as she paused to catch her breath between kills. “Do you think I could defeat that monster from before, the way I am now?” Argo had to stifle a chuckle. She really hadn’t realized it yet, had she? Well, Argo mused, that just makes it more interesting. The Rat couldn’t help but wonder which piece of info would sell for more when this one became famous. The story of how Asuna started out, or the fact that if she didn’t pay closer attention to the drawbacks of visiting certain dungeons, she’d end up in diapers full-time before she knew it? So yeah, here’s chapter one for you. There’s more where that came from, by the way! Once I’m done with chapter five, expect me to release chapter two ASAP! Shouldn’t take too long, I’m already around 3k words into it with the first scene alone and that scene isn’t even over and done with, but yeah, expect me to try and keep a pretty consistently fast release schedule while I keep the momentum going. Until next time, feel free to leave your thoughts, comments and critiques in the comments. Catch you next time!
  9. Hey all, I'm getting back into posting stories here! We'll start things off with a rework of a very old story of mine originally posted on Tumblr. It's pretty much the same story, but I've polished up the rough edges, the structure, and rewritten a few parts I didn't like. In this story, Peridot has to pee for the very first time, and has no idea what to do about it! Will she figure things out before she explodes Enjoy! Peridot NEEDS Release! Peridot groaned. It was late but she couldn’t sleep. She didn’t need to, but she found it a pleasant experience, and since Lapis was such a big fan, she’d been doing it much more often lately. Not tonight though. There was something rather… pressing… on her mind. She chewed her bottom lip, shifting her position in the lawn-chair for the hundredth time. It was long ago that she’d abandoned the hammock she and Lapis shared, for fear of waking her. That and, somehow, the thought of liquids, those which her “barn-mate” could control, was making things worse. Her petite figure was starting to shiver, her bum was tensed and wiggling in her seat. All she could do was whimper as a fierce wave of urgency rocked her frame, then wonder how she’d let this happen... Gems have no concept of holidays, no real understanding of celebrations, and no clue at all about feasting, drinking, or whatever came next. Despite not feeling the need to put organic matter into their bodies, and never having done it prior, Lapis and Peridot had certainly learnt about the process. Camp Pining Hearts, the greatest work of human Television, had taught them all about the kinds of foods humans eat; the customs, the preparations, the apple cider… it was enough to make even the newest of earthlings curious. After all, it seemed harmless enough. So, the blue and green gems had given drinking a go. Lapis had actually given it a little more than just a go. For obvious reasons, she had found the sensation of water running down her throat interesting, pleasant, and once started hard to resist! Peridot had been hesitant, however. Yet, always eager to learn about the Earth, and in part to please Lapis, she had found herself drinking nearly just as much. It was only now that she remembered the consequences Amethyst had warned her about. Well, she remembered some of what she’d said anyway, it had been hard to pay attention at the time. It had felt rather a crude subject, beneath her. She regretted this immensely now it was inside her. With a gasp she felt a dire need to clasp between her legs, though not knowing why, perhaps because that was where the burning ball of waste liquid sat. What she did do, though, was carefully palpitate her abdomen, which had swollen to make her waist a few inches thicker already. Stars, if only she’d listened to Amethyst, she’d know how to deal with this! Her only hope was that eventually the liquids would find some way to exit her body, though she had no idea how it would. (Gems, of course, do not naturally have genitals, or urinary systems, and Peridot had no idea what there were to begin with!) Luckily, she had remembered to create a sort of stretchy sack for the waste fluids to be stored but simply had no idea what to do with it next. She just felt full… so very full. Her thighs shook and squeezed together. Grasping her mouth, she muffled another moan as her distended bladder suffered a spasm. It contracted painfully, as if it were trying to push the urine somewhere, but where? The first 24 hours hadn’t been so bad, the evening after the meal had come around without any problems. She’d felt the liquid pass through her and settle into her primary containment tank, or “stomach,” then slowly filter through to her secondary; her “bladder.” It wasn’t until that night that she began to feel pangs of fullness; of an uncomfortable sensation tingling between her legs. She had dreamed of dancing, running water, pools, her time spent in Steven’s bathroom (for some reason) many strange things. When she’d woken up, she’d felt a fairly intense needs to rid herself of this fullness in her bladder and noticed an embarrassing bulge in her abdomen. Hoping it would die down, she had suffered through the whole day, never letting on, suppressing her desires to groan or squirm in discomfort. By evening her thoughts had been pretty one track; release, full, release, full, I have to, I need to! She couldn’t. Not only did she not know how, but her situation, her large belly, her sloshing insides, and her nervous, weak body language was just too embarrassing to let anyone know about. She could have woken Lapis and asked for help, but no. She could wait it out, she could just wait it out, she could suck it up and hold it inside until it just went away… …but what if it didn’t? What if it just kept building and growing inside her, this throbbing orb of agony and pressure. How much stretching could her form take? How many more days of this? One? Two? A week? Eventually I’ll burst! I’ll poof and then-! “Oh, my stars!” The words escaped her mouth, cutting off her own thoughts. She gasped in humiliation at the thought of her physical form disappearing, leaving behind a huge quantity of dirty water to spill all over the floor, and for her gem to fall and land in. She winced and shivered as the idea worsened ever-present yearning from her stressed little form. Wracking her brains for a solution, she thought back to her previous Camp Pining Hearts. She could vaguely remember a certain filler episode from season four, one that had revolved around Pierre enacting a righteous prank on Paulette. One involving a drinking contest, a full day of camp activity and him crafting circumstances that kept the irritating girl from the, uh… what was it? That was one of her least watched episodes with much attention it being both filler and largely focused on the objectively worst character. It had also been hard to relate to… until now. Muddy, cruddy, clod! I don’t want to be anything like Paulette! All she could parse was that she had to find some kind of room, a specialized place that would drain her bladder and relieve her of this pain. The issue was that she didn’t have one and had no idea where to get one from. She was certain that Steven would have one, with this being a frequent occurrence for humans, but he was definitely sleeping now, and Peridot wasn’t sure she could stand to wait! The green gem didn’t want to wake him for something so embarrassing, even if it was getting urgent… Peridot squeezed her thighs together so tightly they almost fused, another pained whimper slipped from between her trembling lips, and she fought to keep her sanity from drowning in her piss. Gritting her teeth and balling her hands into fists, she felt her body begin to sweat. M-Maybe this will help release some of the water! She thought, excited at the prospect. Now… what will work up a sweat? Jumping to her feet - and then immediately pausing to cross her legs, clutch her abdomen and groan inwardly - she began to run on the spot. The movement was bouncing the “larger-than-average lake” of piss within her, making loud splashing and sloshing noises as it cascaded around her alien bladder, making the pain almost double as it bore down on her crotch with renewed fury. Peridot paused, gasping for breath and conscious of the noise her movements were making, but more because she feared she’d pop right then and there from the pressure. However, once she checked her forehead and found it damp with sweat, she became reinvigorated, and began to make extremely awkward jumping jacks. It was agony to endure, but she was doing as best she could while so terribly water-logged. She didn’t care if she looked ridiculous, she already did with that jarring, distended belly full of fluids that she carried with such spite, the burden she wanted so desperately to go away. As she completed her 18th jump, each causing shockwaves of pain to ripple through her, she swore she’d never drink again. Nothing was worth this situation, nothing at all! Minutes passed and Peridot kept exercising, everything causing her greater pain and soaking her quivering body with further sweat. Eventually she had taken all she could take, exhausting her physical form completely. As if she were a machine running beyond its max capacity, overloaded and malfunctioning, ready to explode! She collapsed to her knees and let out an uncontrollable whine, almost a howl, like a squirmy puppy needing to be let outside. She just grabbed between her legs and writhed in agony, moaning, gasping out loud without regard. The pressure had become impossible to bear a second longer! Full! Full! I want to go! I want to go! Let it out! Get it out! I need it! I need it! I need it so bad! I’m bursting! Desperate! Help me! Help me! Diamonds help me, please! “Peridot!” Her tear-soaked eyes snapped open. In front of her was Lapis, watching her outbursts and her small, sweaty, trembling body, kneeling on the floor with both hands buried in her groin. Peridot’s face flushed a deep green and she quickly removed her hands and stood, but the pressure skyrocketed and she grunted out loud, bending forward and stamping one foot like a spoiled child, all in an attempt to get her own way against that nasty, rebelling, stuffed-to-bursting bladder. “L-Lapis… it’s… it’s not… I’m not… I…” was all she could manage before falling to her knees once more, her hands clenched on her thighs and her body quivering! A slender blue finger pressed against her lips, and Lapis spoke with empathy, “Peri, it’s okay. Just… let it happen.” Peridot’s visor was foggy from her panting, but she still managed to stare up at Lapis with big, needy, confused looking eyes. The taller gem was smiling gently, if blushing a little, and one soft hand was resting on Peridot’s cheek, soothing the pain away. “L-Let what h-happe-? HnnNN!” Peri couldn’t even finish the question before she was overwhelmed by a sudden and agonizing wave of pressure. Again, the area between her legs felt like it needed to be held. A heat built up within her and around that area - she felt like she was going to burst! “Peri… stop trying to hold it, you’ll hurt yourself! You have to let it go…” All Peridot could do was gasp and whine at Lapis, trying so hard to convey that she didn’t know what to do, but focusing now mostly on the growing contractions; pulsing jets of pain striking her without end. It was unbearable! She was going to pop! Going to poof! It’d get all over Lapis! She couldn’t-! Lapis gulped and looked down at her with great sympathy, but determination. Slowly, she crouched down beside her green companion and leaned towards her right ear. She whispered, softly, with care, “This is for your own good.” Before Peridot could register what she’d heard, Lapis raised one arm in the direction of a toilet based sculpture, or Meep-Morp, that stood as ever against one wall of the barn. With an elegant flick of her wrist, she levitated a small trickle of water from inside, then directed it to her and her bursting companion. She let it hover in the air above them as Peridot stare up in horror. Then she let it pour. It fell in a trickle, a gentle stream of liquid which gracefully tinkled downwards, directly onto Peridot’s thighs. Agony was an understatement, Peridot screamed as if her body was on fire, the space between her legs felt ready to explode off her body, and her bladder had contorted into the shape of upside-down cone, the point bearing down on that spot with all its watery weight. Every inch of her body was concerned with this behemoth of urine, this gallon of piss that fought so violently to escape. Her eyes went blank. Tears ran down her cheeks. This was it. She was going to poof right then and there. All as her nethers began to glow and change… Lapis, still beside her ear, brushed back her hair and gave it a gentle bite. She whispered, “Release…” Peridot’s urine burst forth from between her thighs, a fresh-formed human vagina, pee hole and all, had taken shape there now. Her body had shape shifted out of its pure desire to expel! A shallow, quivering moan left Peri’s drooling mouth, hanging open as her eyes tipped upwards. The thick rope of yellowed, long held, steaming and strongly scented piss continued to billow from her, cascading all over Lapis’s dress and soaking it through to her legs, not to mention Peridot’s leotard, which was drenched and clinging to her. The stream was so strong it almost hurt to let fly, but the relief was so intense that all was ignored. Between her gasping and groaning, Peridot was shrieking “YES!” “OH!” and “STARS!” Her face was orgasmic, the stream kept inside for so many hours, consisting of so many pints, finally spraying all over the floor, herself, and Lapis. Her hands rose to grip her face, then slid upwards, running through her hair, all as her mouth remained agape and her tongue hung out like a panting dog; one having finally lifted a leg against the tree. The boiling wastewater almost made Lapis flinch in pain, but she stayed beside Peridot and let it happen, all as clouds of urine scented, potent steam rose into the air to encompass Peridot’s frantically shaking body! The stream had to have passed two litres in volume, but lasted little more than a minute, such was the pressure it was released with. After so much pain, so much struggling, her endurance was over, and Peridot hung there in the bliss and afterglow. Even after the torrent had come to a close, Peri continued to gasp and shift her position, moan, and whine with such intense feelings of euphoria. How could something that had been so terrible cause her so much pleasure now? It was intoxicating, she was drunk on pissing! That was until she noticed how soaked she’d gotten Lapis. “I-I… I’m so sorry Lapis!” “Shh…” Lapis leaned in for a gentle kiss on the bright green, blushing gem’s lips. “It’s okay. You should have told me you had to go, I already let mine out a while ago… what took you so long?” Peridot began to regain her senses, she recalled the smell of ammonia from when Lapis had first approached her, along with the slight dampness of her dress, which was now much worse, of course. “Y-You mean… you…?” “Yes, I wet myself. Didn’t you remember what Steven told us?” Peridot lowered her head, “I remembered where to store it but… n-not what to… do with it…” Lapis gasped, “You mean you couldn’t… Oh you poor thing!” “I-I guess some part of me remembered… I just had to get it out so I… I guess it must have just forced things… I thought I was gonna poof!” Worry turned to guilty giggles as Lapis snorted, holding a hand to her mouth, resisting as best she could. “H-Hey!” Peridot protested; her words broken by her own laughter, “I-It’s not f-fun-ny!” Eventually both gems gave up trying to hold back. After all, they’d both done enough of that for one night. The pair snickered mindlessly for a while before Peridot began to sway, and her eyes to droop. Recognizing how tuckered out she must be from the strain; Lapis lay Peri on her lap and allowed her to drift off to sleep. Once she was sure she was gone, the ocean gem lifted her cuddle partner and carried her to their hammock, where the two soaked gems lay curled up together and slipped into slumber land. The only sound to leave Peridot’s lips was one final sigh of bliss and relief, followed by a small, but heartfelt, “Wow, thanks...” Lapis smiled wide and hugged her closer. It had been a rough night.
  10. From the album: Dimwitrolo's Misc Work

    Started playing DnD, Made a character called Vyola. I figured I should introduce her to Scarlett.
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