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  1. A/N: A commission I wrote with mild sexual content, in which Anthy and Utena have a heated make out session while they have to pee, and end up wetting themselves. It has taken the two of them quite a while to get to this point. When they met, there was no way to tell that this is how things would end up, and yet, now that they have made it through everything they have, Utena could not be happier to have ended up where she is, right here with Anthy. The two of them have made a lot of progress to be able to be as close as they are now, and, now that they have nothing to hold them back, Utena is happy to spend as much time tangled up with her girlfriend as possible. The two of them have a tendency to get carried away together, so distracted that neither want to stop kissing. Their make outs are often very intense, and Utena is completely addicted to the feeling of being with her girlfriend. No matter how long they have spent together, Utena has always found herself completely helpless in the face of her attraction to her, and no amount of making out can ever satisfy that. It is not so much that it is impossible to get enough of Anthy, but that she is just too good at what she does, and Utena gets too worked up every single time. Right now, the two of them are in Utena's bedroom, having been in the middle of watching a movie, but not even getting halfway through before they got distracted and started making out instead. Utena does not mind, since this is far more fun than anything the movie had to offer, and she knows that they will have plenty of chances to watch movies in the future, so long as she gets her fill of Anthy right now. The two of them had been sitting side by side on the bed, but that changed quickly, as Anthy pulled her in closer and closer, until Utena was straddling her lap. From there, Utena did not need much to get the idea, and now, the two are pressed close together, able to feel the warmth from one another's bodies as they cling and kiss. At times like this, Utena can never get enough of her, and so, she has no intentions of stopping. She does not plan on moving from her spot either, and so, it is all up to Anthy to get things moving along. She does not take long to figure out what is expected of her, and, with a slight moan into the kiss, Anthy starts to move her hands beneath Utena's shirt, running her slender fingers down her girlfriend's back. This is enough to make Utena gasp, but she does not break the kiss. Instead, she just keeps going, moaning and whimpering into it as Anthy caresses her. Anthy is very good at this, and she knows just what her girlfriend likes. She knows how to tease her, and just when she needs more. Right now, Utena has a feeling that it will be some time before Anthy is willing to let things progress further, and that thought alone makes her shiver in excitement, hardly able to wait for more. But, for now, she is happy just letting Anthy do as she pleases, and so, she continues to let herself enjoy the kiss, as Anthy's fingers dance along her skin, slowly teasing her, and slowly driving her crazy. It is not long before Utena finds herself grinding forward, desperate to feel some pressure applied between her legs, and wanting to feel it so badly that she can barely contain herself. It is hard not to go crazy like this, so worked up by Anthy's teasing and kisses, but at the same time, Utena does not want to seem too needy. While all of this is going on, the two of them are far too distracted to notice anything else going on with their bodies, beyond their growing arousal and need for each other. Specifically, the fact that both girls shared in tea when they first met up, and now, that tea is beginning to work its way into their bladders. Right now, it is just a slight need, something that would only be a nagging sensation, if either of them were aware of it. However, since it is just a small need, it is hardly enough to distract from their heated make out session. And so, both of them continue on, neither thinking anything of the situation, or the slight need that grows with each passing second. Of course, there is no way for them to ignore their growing needs forever, and, at some point, they are going to have to break their kiss, but right now, neither of them are really thinking that far ahead. When Anthy does eventually break the kiss, it is only so that she can trail kisses along Utena's neck, something that sends shivers down her spine. "Oh, Anthy," she murmurs, feeling herself grow even more excited. Anthy knows just how to get her going, and she knows just what buttons to push, to really drive her girlfriend crazy. It is no wonder that she is completely oblivious to the growing pressure in her bladder, not when she has a perfect distraction like the way Anthy continues to pleasure her. At the same time, Anthy is every bit as oblivious to her own needs, more focused on the way she kisses along Utena's skin. She moves her lips along the girl's neck, before she begins to move her lips up her jaw, and then down again. Then, she pulls away just enough to tug the collar of Utena's shirt, so that she can kiss at her collarbone. By now, Utena is a whimpering mess, completely lost in the feeling of everything. Then Anthy begins to kiss back up, so that she can find Utena's lips with her own once more. Utena is quick to reciprocate, moaning into the kiss and grinding down against her girlfriend. The two are completely caught up in their lust, and are unable to think about anything else. There is nothing that can hold either of them back, nothing that can distract them from their lust, and nothing that can make them realize that the more they kiss, the more they will lose control. But, the fact remains that, the longer they make out, the more that the need in their bladders builds up. By now, the two of them should definitely Anthy's lips are pressed to hers, and her tongue is in her mouth, overwhelming Utena with so much pleasure that she does not have the sense to notice anything else. Her focus is entirely on her girlfriend, on the way her girlfriend is touching her, and the way that her girlfriend makes her feel, and there is nothing that can be done to stop her. Anthy usually takes the lead in situations like this, and Utena is happy to let her, but, the more heated she becomes, the more she wants to push back, to give Anthy what she feels she deserves in return. So, Utena lets her hands travel down Anthy's body, until she is pushing up the other girl's skirt, so that she can grab onto her ass. At the same time, she presses her lips harder to Anthy's, pushing her own tongue forward, and showing the other girl just what she wants from her. Anthy seems perfectly happy to let her take the lead, and so, she lets Utena push forward, allowing her girlfriend to take over control of the kiss. Utena squeezes Anthy's ass while she does, and it feels amazing, getting her more and more worked up, as she struggles to keep herself together. If they were doing just about anything else right now, it would be easy to feel the way that their bodies are straining, how strong the pressure has grown. If they were doing just about anything else, they would both be looking for any sort of excuse to go to the bathroom right now. Yet, neither of them notice a thing, because they are far too caught up in their kiss. Utena does not realize what she is doing when she pushes her hips forward, and when her thighs begin to press together, trying to squeeze tight. In fact, all she notices is that the way she presses her legs together feels good, heating her up all the more, and causing her to get even more lost in their shared intimacy. The two continue to grind against each other, getting closer and closer, as their lust and arousal grows. All the while, their bladders get heavier and fuller, reaching the limits of what their bodies can hold, until they are both on the verge of losing control, without even realizing it. The two of them are so caught up in the heat of the moment, so wrapped up in the kiss, and so unaware of everything else, that it doesn't really matter how full their bladders might become- the only thing that matters to either Utena or Anthy is the other, and how close they can be. Anthy's lips are pressed to hers, and her tongue is in her mouth, overwhelming Utena with so much pleasure that she does not have the sense to notice anything else. Her focus is entirely on her girlfriend, on the way her girlfriend is touching her, and the way that her girlfriend makes her feel, and there is nothing that can be done to stop her. Anthy usually takes the lead in situations like this, and Utena is happy to let her, but, the more heated she becomes, the more she wants to push back, to give Anthy what she feels she deserves in return. So, Utena lets her hands travel down Anthy's body, until she is pushing up the other girl's skirt, so that she can grab onto her ass. At the same time, she presses her lips harder to Anthy's, pushing her own tongue forward, and showing the other girl just what she wants from her. Anthy seems perfectly happy to let her take the lead, and so, she lets Utena push forward, allowing her girlfriend to take over control of the kiss. Utena squeezes Anthy's ass while she does, and it feels amazing, getting her more and more worked up, as she struggles to keep herself together. The more that Anthy lets her lead, the more control Utena takes over the kiss, the more excited she gets, and the more turned on, and the harder it becomes for her to resist her growing need. However, that need is not the- perhaps more important- one of her bladder, but rather, her need for more from Anthy. Right now, she is still completely oblivious, and simply lucky that her general toughness has led to a decent level of endurance. At the same time, Anthy has the habit of ignoring her bladder for a number of reasons. Though she has made leaps and bounds when it comes to asserting her own desires, she has had a history of putting her own needs aside, whenever she is doing something for someone else. Therefore, she is not paying her body much mind right now, and she is not bothered by the need in her bladder, or the way that her muscles spasm and threaten to release, no matter how close the two of them get, and no matter how hot things become. It's not just about her desire to give Utena what she needs, either. If anything, the fact that she has begun to follow her own desires makes it even easier for her to push her body's needs aside, her own endurance very strong just due to her experience with such things. When Utena starts to take the lead, all she wants to do is submit and indulge in the moment, and so, there is not a part of her that actually realizes what is going on, let alone that she is not the only one struggling with a bladder full of hot, urgent piss. Instead, she can think only of the way Utena has pushed her down, and how Utena now lies atop her, pressing her hips against hers, while their kiss becomes even more intense, and their tongues tangle. It is the best feeling in the world, and Anthy is more than happy to indulge her girlfriend, and to let her have complete control. She has had her fill of controlling things in her life, and it is a relief to give it up, and give herself over completely to her lover, so that she does not have to worry about any of it. Though there are definitely other things she should worry about controlling right now, those things are far from her mind. As their make out session grows even more intense, with the two of them pushing their legs together, trying to get a little bit more friction, Anthy is already well on her way to being a mess. She is only just now starting to notice the sharp twinge from her bladder, and even so, that's not enough to get her to snap out of this haze of lust. Her body is too weak for that, too helpless against her own need and desire, and especially her desire for Utena, who is currently doing an amazing job of leading the kiss, and taking her breath away with every move. As for Utena, she has started to figure out that she needs to pee as well, but, even as it starts to become too urgent to ignore, she tries to push it right back out of her mind. The idea of interrupting things with Anthy now, when they're getting so carried away together, feels too embarrassing for her. Instead, she would rather keep holding it, so that she can focus entirely on the other girl, and so that she can keep making out with her, without having to deal with something as mundane and inconvenient as her full bladder. Besides, it's not like this is the first time that she has held it this long. There were times in school, when the teachers were strict, and would not allow her to leave her seat, not even if she had an emergency. Not to mention long hours spent playing sports, forcing her to toughen herself up. All of that has served her well, and so, she doesn't even think anything of how full her bladder has become. However, her endurance has its limits, and as the two girls get closer and closer, she is starting to come up against those limits. The pressure in her bladder is so much that she can hardly bear it, and she is starting to feel the desperation building. But, Anthy does not show any signs of slowing down, and Utena would hate to interrupt this, and she would hate to make things awkward by saying something like, "I need to pee," so she decides that it is better to hold it. She is not going to let herself get distracted by something like that, and not when she is so close to getting the most out of this. She and Anthy are really starting to get into it now, and she does not want anything to ruin this. She does not want anything to distract her, especially not something as silly as her own bladder, and so, she does not even bother considering the alternative. It is not going to be a problem, no matter how badly her bladder strains. As Utena grinds against Anthy, and her tongue presses against her girlfriend's, she feels herself getting so worked up that it is dizzying. Everything is perfect, and she can hardly believe that she has managed to get so lucky, not just with finding someone like Anthy, but in the way that things are going. They are able to be this close, and they are able to be this intimate, and it is everything she has ever wanted. As their make out session gets more and more passionate, Utena is left completely lost in the moment. She has lost sight of the fact that she needs to pee, and has no idea just how much longer she is going to be able to hold on. All she knows is that she does not want to stop making out with Anthy, and she does not want to give up this feeling. Her bladder is screaming at her, but it is not going to be a problem, and soon, she is starting to forget about it, as she is completely taken over by the excitement and the need and the passion, the feelings getting the best of her. The two girls continue to kiss, grinding against each other, completely lost in their intimacy, and completely unaware of the way their bodies are struggling. Anthy's bladder is just as full as Utena's is, and both are at the same point, both ready to lose control and both struggling, and neither has the slightest idea that this is the case. Neither has the faintest clue that the other is just as desperate as they are, and so, neither is sure just how close they are to disaster, just how close they are to a mess, and a very embarrassing one at that. All that matters to either of them is how much fun they are having, and how amazing the other girl is. Both are too distracted by their feelings for the other, and too distracted by their own arousal, to even realize that their bodies are both at their limits. They are so close to losing control, and yet, it is hard to even think about anything else, when they are this into their kissing, and this into the feelings between the two of them. However, no matter how strong either girl may be, they both have their limits, and no amount of desire can prevent the inevitable from happening. In particular, it is while Utena is still trying to fight her need that her need truly begins to fight back. Her bladder is so full now, and she is so overwhelmed by everything that is going on, and by her desperation, and the way her body cries out for her, begging her to just let go, that she can no longer fight it. She is so desperate to hold it, but there is only so long that she can manage that. With a moan, Utena lets go, and the moment that her control gives way, she begins to piss herself, her shorts becoming wet, and then soaked, as she starts to relieve herself, completely helpless. Right there, on top of Anthy, she lets her control go, and she begins to lose control, and she pisses herself. As soon as it happens, Utena is aware of what has happened, and she is aware of the fact that she has just pissed herself, and the worst part is that it does not even seem to slow her down. Her desperation is not even the slightest bit less, and, instead of feeling embarrassment, or wanting to pull back and try and contain the damage, all she wants to do is keep making out with her girlfriend, and she doesn't want to let that go. It takes her far too long to realize just what she's doing, her delayed humiliation causing her to pull back, gasping. "Anthy! I-I'm so sorry, I didn't...I wasn't..." However, try as she might, Utena can't think of any way to explain herself. Not after what she has just done- and is still doing, her bladder so full that it seems to take forever to empty, and, naturally, she's far past the point of stopping it. "Don't apologize, if that's what you're into," Anthy murmurs, before pulling her back in for another kiss. It takes Utena a moment to get into it, her embarrassment and shock getting the best of her, but soon enough, she is melting into the kiss, her heart racing. She should stop, shouldn't she? But even after the initial shock of her accident, she finds herself still too horny, and the moment she starts kissing her girlfriend again, all of her other concerns melt away. She has no idea what's going on, but just like that, she is right back in the moment, forgetting everything else. It feels so much better, now that she's empty...but then, she feels another burst of warm liquid. "Anthy?" She pulls out of the kiss all over again, surprised as Anthy relaxes her own bladder. Anthy smiles up at her, a look of blissful relief on her face. "If you're going to make a mess anyway, I thought I'd let go too." Truth be told, she had been very close to her limit already, and feeling Utena let go had been enough to push her there. She would not have been able to keep holding it much longer, but, like this, she can at least play it off. Though Utena had no idea she was into anything like this, and though it wasn't her intention to try in the first place, and even though it's happening so fast she can barely process any of it, she is pretty sure that she loves this, and is all too willing to let things continue as they are. Even as her mind continues to spin, and her face remains flushed, and even though she has no idea what the two of them are supposed to do next, or how she is supposed to explain her newfound interests to her girlfriend, she is too into it to stop, and does not want to do anything else. Anthy has no problems with letting this continue. It feels good to give into her desires, and it feels good to indulge Utena. It is a nice surprise, and a wonderful thing, and so, she can only smile as she lets go, the two of them moaning into each other's mouths, as they enjoy the relief, and the release, and the feeling of warmth spreading between them, soaking into their clothes, and onto their skin. It is such a strange situation, but neither of them have the slightest interest in stopping it. Once Anthy is done, and her stream has ended, and all that is left is the aftermath of the mess they have made, the two of them are quick to resume their kissing, grinding against each other once more. Utena does not know how this is going to change things between the two of them, but she has no desire to stop, and is not afraid of the outcome, because it is going to be with Anthy, and so, whatever happens, she is sure that it is going to be fine. And, for now, she is free to let Anthy take the lead again, this time certain that things are going to heat up much further, neither of them able to contain themselves anymore. At last, she's going to get what she's needed all along, with Anthy's hands drifting lower as the two get lost in yet another heated kiss. "Mm, Utena," Anthy says, pulling back, once she has managed to regain her breath. "Are you ready for me?" "Of course," she replies, her face bright red, and her voice shaky. Even after all this, she can’t help getting nervous in the face of this excitement, but, as always, she has her girlfriend there to help her along. And, if she has Anthy, then she knows that she has absolutely nothing to worry about. - 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 Or, follow me on twitter @ZappGuatiche!
  2. Some clarification before we get into the actual story: Frisk is female in this because it's easier for me to write. Frisk will still be referred to with they/them pronouns. This story relies heavily on the narra-chara theory, or that Chara is the narrator of undertale and follows you around. There's some charisk esque stuff in this, as of currently, no actual direct things. This is subject to change because I like writing romance. Chara and Frisk are aged up to 19 and 20 respectively. Some touchy subject will likely be covered, such as: suicide, self harm, abuse. --- Chapter 1: THE FALL Frisk awoke with a start, and began surveying their surroundings. A million questions began circling through their head as they looked around the room they had awoken in. It looked to be a large cave, with sunlight beaming down from a large opening in the ceiling. There was one exit to the room, a winding corridor in front of them. They looked beneath themself to see a large bed of golden flowers. They stepped away from their temporary flower-bed and inspected the ground where they had been sleeping. Aside from the very obvious Frisk-shaped imprint on the ground, they noticed something very particular. A patch of raised dirt. They had fallen on a grave. This realization left Frisk a bit uneasy, like they were being watched. They quickly continued down the corridor. They emerged into another room, this one not quite as large. In the middle of a room was a small patch of grass with a single golden flower resting in the center. "strange," Frisk thought to themself "these things usually grow like crazy." their thoughts were interrupted by the flower suddenly sprouting up a smile. "Woah!" Frisk cried out as they jumped back. "Well, hello." They said rather politely as they regained their composure. "Howdy!" The flower said in a grating sing-song voice. "I'm Flowey, Flowey the flower!" "Very creative." Frisk said under their breath "Yeah, like you could do better." Flowey snapped back. "As a matter of fact I could, Dandy." Frisk retorted. "Ok, let's just cut to the chase." Flowey smiled once more, this time a bit twisted. "DIE." Seed-like bullets began to surround frisk, almost reaching them and then... They disappeared? Flowey looked confused and angry, before getting hit from behind with a fireball, and running away. "Hello, my child. Are you hurt?" A goat lady stepped out from the shadows to greet the human. "What a terrible creature, torturing such a poor innocent youth. Here, allow me to guide you through the ruins." And the goat did just that. Frisk followed closely behind, as not to get lost on the straight and very clear path forward. On the way they learned this goats name was Toriel. This continued until the two reached a long room with a door at the far end. "This, my child, is your final test." Toriel said grimly. "Make it to the end of this room... Without my help!" At this, Frisk feigned a shocked gasp, and put their hand over their mouth. "I am sorry for this." Toriel whispered before she ran down the hall and hid behind a pillar. It had been a bit since Frisk had some time to think, so they took the long walk down the hall to do so. They thought about how they had survived their fall, what the rest of the monsters would be like, and finally, they noticed they had to pee. Bad. Of course. Of course they didn't use the restroom before leaving the house, they didn't exactly expect to live long enough for that to be and issue. They were just supposed to climb the mountain and disappear, but no. Life just had to throw one more punch and make them wet themselves in an underground labyrinth inhabited by monsters who probably wanted to kill them. By the end of their thinking, they had reached the end of the corridor. Toriel walked out from the behind the last pillar and gave a small speech about how proud she was. "Well, Toriel DID say she'd had other humans down here before..." Frisk thought hopefully "Maybe she has a bathroom?" "Hey Toriel?" Frisk began "Yes, my child?" Toriel listened "Does there happen to be a bathroom anywhere in this place?" Frisk asked with a small amount of strain in their voice. "Ah, yes." Toriel answered. "There is one at home." "Thank go- great!" Frisk said, relieved. "However, is your need urgent?" Toriel questioned "I need to run some errands, I should only be gone for 5 minutes." Frisk took a moment to reassess their need, and against their better judgement they said "yeah, I can wait." "Alright, well stay here." Toriel said as she sped off. Frisk waited a few seconds until they were sure Toriel was gone, and left the room. They were immediately drawn to a small pile of leaves, and decided to sit in them and think a bit more. "Playfully crinkling through the leaves fill you with DETERMINATION." They heard a voice behind them. "Who's there!?" They spun around only to see a floating, see-through human, about their age. "Just me." The human-ghost-thing said. "The names chara."
  3. The second chapter of 'When the Rain Falls.' Since I'm not sure how many people saw it (I don't know how this site works yet), I updated and finished the first chapter in its post. Check it out if you haven't. All further chapters will be released in whole. Now we get to see what our main character looks like. For those of you that didn't bother with the second part to chapter one, her name is Willow. Character Subject- Willow (POV), Emma Point of View- 1st Person (Female) Contents- Desperation, Peeing Genre- Fiction Chapter 2: Clear Skies I'm sitting in front of my black vanity station covered in bats and spiders, putting on my corpse paint with black eye liner, eye shadow and lip stick using the mirror. I'm wearing a long sleeved, black button up blouse with pink cuffs and undertones, and a layered, black, knee length skirt with some pink lace around the hem and ruffles. After finishing my makeup, I tie my pitch black hair into high pig tails using pink bands and wrap my black leather choker with a bat in the front center around my neck. I make sure not to forget to insert my fangs. They aren't your plastic, cheap knock offs. They're real dentures that are fitted for my dental profile. I can talk with them in my mouth without that stupid vampire lisp, and they're comfortable to wear. Well, more comfortable. They weren't cheap, but my reflected smile and sparkling light blue eyes shows how worth it the cost felt to me. I move over to my dresser to take out a pair of knee high socks, one a solid black, the other a solid pink, to cover the pale skin of my legs. Finally, I slip on my black leather Mary Janes with a pair of bat wings near the heel. I stand in front of my vanity mirror, posing with my arms over my waist, fingers clenched halfway like I'm aiming claws while bearing my 'fangs'. This creature of the night is ready to go out! I giggle to myself. If I was a real vampire, I wouldn't be able to see myself in the mirror like this. ...How do vampires get ready if they can't see their own reflection? I guess I'll leave that one to the scholars. I wander into the living room to see my wonderful wife sitting at the table, enjoying another glass of tea. Probably milk tea. That's her favorite. “Are you ready to go, love?” Emma asked as she seen me. “I am. You wanna finish your tea first?” “If you don't mind. Since your up, would you please grab me some biscuits? I'd like to enjoy them with my tea.” Emma said. “Sure.” I opened the cabinet and looked at the packages of cookies and biscuits within. My hand approached the biscuits, but recoiled as it neared them. Hold on... “When you say 'biscuits', you mean 'cookies', right?” “Mmm. You don't know? You think you would by now, given how long we've been together.” Emma sipped her tea. I glared over my shoulder at her. I know a way that I can't get this wrong. Picking up both the cookies and the biscuits, I chucked both of them at her. There! Emma didn't miss a beat, ducking and then resuming her posture in a flow of grace. “Would you mind not throwing things at me when I'm holding hot tea, love?” Emma opened the package of cookies and put a few on a plate. “Sure thing. As soon as you stop being so British.” I said, as I collected the packages to put back in the cabinet. “Hmm. I think I'd find such a task rather hard indeed.” Emma said. “...You limey bitch.” I sat down next to my wife, wrapping an arm around her. She giggled at my choice of words, leaning against me. “Don't use that word around other British people, love.” She whispered. “I know. But I doubt that I'll ever met anyone else that's British. So. Where are we headed today?” “There was this lovely garden that I was looking into as of late.” Emma said. Garden? I would LOVE to go to a garden! Even if they don't have any of the more morbid plants that I'd prefer, they're bound to have plenty of pretty flowers, neatly trimmed vines, and nice hedge work that might even be works of art themselves! But... I tense up a bit and look towards the floor. “...How about we go to an aquarium instead?” I said. “Oh? That sounds lovely. Though I know you'd prefer...” Emma began. “I insist. Let's go to an aquarium. The real big one. That has a food court and other stuff in it too.” I interrupted her. Emma smiled at me. That nice, soft smile... I can't help but smile back at her. Even if my mine is much worse. She wiped her mouth with a napkin, and then stood up. “Ok, love.” Emma placed her dishes in the sink. She turned to face me, holding an upright, open palm at me, arm out and bent at her waist. I linked my fingers with hers, feeling her warmth, and a little bit giddy. I know it's a bit silly, but I still really enjoy the small things like this. “Shall we head out?” I nodded. We exited our house, hand in hand, and made our way towards our car. And yet, an ambush lie in wait, in our own driveway. A scraggy, pale man waved at us, wearing baggy jeans and a tee-shirt. Despite the holey and patched look of his clothes, I'm glad that he doesn't have a stench. In fact, his skin and clothes look clean, so I guess he washes. His messy, matted, brown hair concealed his eyes, but not the thick bags beneath them. But not his hair though. Is he one of those guys that thinks rinsing it is enough? He stood hunched over, the flip flops he wore not hiding the untrimmed nails on his feet. Apparently, he has the foresight to cut his finger nails. Honestly! Who's this wishy-washy when it comes to personal hygiene? It would make more sense if he was a complete pigsty... even if that would be more unpleasant. “Hey, neighbors.” He lips curled into a wide, toothless smile. I wish he wouldn't do that... Also, I've never seen this... man... before. He must be more of a hermit then me. And that's saying something! I only ever go out with Emma. “Hello, Henry. How are you doing today?” Emma said. She knows him? “Yes.” Henry said, as if that was a normal reply. And Emma did not even flinch, acting like he responded with 'Fine, how are you?” “I'm doing quite well myself. We're on our way to an aquarium.” Emma said. “Why?” Henry tilted his head, confused. “I very much enjoy seeing all of the sea life. And Willow here is joining me today.” Emma said. Henry jumped back as if I appeared out of thin air. He scanned my body up and down. My skin crawled as I curled the fingers of my free hand and looked away. “Must be a friend.” Henry said. Yes, we're... friends. “I was wondering, where's your husband? I've never seen him.” ...Dude, we're literally holding hands! Did you not see that just now? “I don't have one, I'm afraid.” Emma said. Emma told me herself. Dicks feel nice inside of her, but girls are hotter. She may have only dated guys before me, but I know she only has eyes for me now. “I was worried about that. You see, I'm concerned about the fact that you don't have a man in your life.” Henry said. I tense up. Oh no... “Don't worry about me, Henry. I'll manage.” Emma said. “Are you sure? Without a stable income, you'll never be able to afford keeping up that nice house.” Henry said. “...I'm a botanist. And Emma's a marine biologist.” I said. “Exactly. With jobs like that, how could either of you afford that house? Even if you pooled your income.” Henry said. “We get by just fine, Henry.” Emma said. Our house WAS pretty expensive. But Emma found the money for it. It's even all paid off, so I don't know what he's getting at. “Still. You need a stable income from a real job. From a job that only men can have.” Henry said. My skin's starting to feel pretty warm right about now. “We're scientists.” I spat out, having some restraint. I don't know why though... “What good has science ever done for us?” Henry said. ...I could list so much. All of the tech he takes for granted, his phone, the internet, mass production of widely available food, water and shelter... stuff he wouldn't consider at all to be created by science. But let's hit harder then that. “The scientific team that I'm part of is currently cross breeding strains of rice. We're trying to make it more water resistant. That way, it can survive monsoon heavy areas in Asia, so they don't get wiped out and make people go hungry. And Emma here is part of a team working to save the coral reefs.” I said, a little bit smugly. But Henry only waved his arm. “Science is a fad that's on it's way out. Sure it's done some good for us.” Henry said. ...Some? “But I think that people are starting to catch on to how ridicules science really is. Look at medical science. People still die all the time, despite all of the supposed advances. These so called doctors know less then nothing.” I feel Emma squeeze my hand. Yeah, I get it. Arguing with this man is pointless. Even if I have the urge to... it's not like he'd listen. The air hangs still for a moment. Henry took this as a sign to move on. Probably thinks that since we didn't argue back, he must of won, so he's satisfied now. “I've told you how much you need a man in your life countless times, Emma. But you don't seem to listen. It's ok. I'll keep on it until you do. It's a thankless job, I know.” AHHHHH! And that damned, cursed, creepy ass smile again! “Is that all, Henry? We really need to get going.” Emma said. Of course. Polite to the bitter end, even in the face of this. It's kind of her curse. “Alright. Go on now. But give what I've said today some thought! I'd hook you up, but all the guys I know are neckbeards.” Henry waved an arm. Peas in a pod, huh? Emma pulled at my arm. I'm sure she's as uncomfortable with this as I am. We made it to our car, got in, and drove off. It's too bad we couldn't run that asshole over. “Henry sure is interesting, isn't he?” Emma said, wheel in hands. “Interesting? Sure, he's pretty interesting all right. About as interesting as a stomach cramp.” “That is a way to put it.” Emma said. “Is he always like that?” “I'm afraid that he is. But don't worry about that now, love. Let's focus on our visit to the aquarium now.” Emma said. “Your right. I can be bad at that.” “I know, love. I know.” Emma said. We arrived at the aquarium at a reasonable pace, instead of yesterday. I've heard about it before, but seeing it in person shocked me. Several large buildings and a garden. One could mistake it for a mall. Maybe it IS a mall, in part. We entered the lobby and I felt the cool, crisp AC. I notice the dense crowds of people immediately. Ha... really? I... never thought that so many people would be at an aquarium. I look at my feet, glancing up to check if anybodies nearby occasionally, really hoping nobody would notice me. Or at least, if they did, that they'd just leave me alone. It's easier at the movies... my clothes blend in with the dark room. But here? Out in the open in the light? I stick out like black dot on a white canvas. Please nobody see me... I feel Emma squeeze my hand. Trying to reassure me, I know. Just looking at her soft smile puts me at ease. At least a little bit. “I need to use the loo before we get started, love.” Emma said. Damn! She learned from her past mistake! I nod at her. We head to the ladies, and both use the a toilet, even though I don't really have to go now. Of course, I sit in the stall next to Emma and listen to her stream. A glorious hiss and echoing of the sound of liquid hitting liquid, for a good half a minute, at least. Nice. It could only be better if I could watch. God, would I love to watch her pee... I wonder how far her watersports fetish extends? I know she likes holding it, and she seemed to really like wetting herself, but we haven't discussed what else we like or any boundaries yet. We ought to get to that soon. I wonder if she's listening to me pee too? I look down at myself. I finished before her, even though I started after, my stream more of a trickle for a couple of seconds. I checked the panties around my knees. A cute little pair of white panties with black lace and bats flying around them. Yes, goth even to my underwear. Why not? After finishing, we both wipe, exit, and then wash our hands and leave, where we resume holding hands. And now we explore the aquarium. Tanks and pools filled with water. Lots and lots of fish. Crabs and mollusks. Ooo, and some underwater plants too! Seeing the happiness on Emma's face, the genuine smile that she can't suppress, felt more then good enough a reason to come here today. Sometimes, she'd see something she finds interesting and nerd out over it. It's super cute, even if I have no idea what she's talking about most of the time. Unless she starts talking about the underwater plants! That, I might now more then her about! A few hours of this fun passes. We make sure to keep hydrated, but don't drink a whole lot. “It's been fun, love. But why don't we go grab a bite to eat?” Emma suggested. “There's a food court here.” “Oh? There is?” Emma said, unable to hide her excitement. “Yeah.” I smile at her. She must have noticed, because she blanked her face again. “At least, it said so online.” “Shall we pay them a visit then?” Emma said. I nod. We located the food court with ease and found a table for us to sit down at. She ordered haddock with some fries and a bottle of water. For me, a fish salad with a soda. It's almost ironic that the aquarium's menu mostly consists of fish. “Of course you'd get the fish and chips.” I said as I ate. “I can't help what I like, love. Correct me if I'm wrong, but I remember you saying you liked fish and chips as well.” Emma said. “It's not a stereotype for me to like them. I'd have to eat burgers or something.” “Oh, I see. That fizzy drink must not mean anything then.” Emma said. I paused to think of an appropriate comeback. Having the best possible retort in mind, I respond. By sticking my tongue out at her. Emma giggled at me. “Are we hungry now, love?” Emma took one of her fries and aimed it at my head. “Open up, Willow.” I blush a bit, then open my mouth wide. Emma inserted the fry into my mouth so I could eat it. Disarmed, I drop my snarky comments and focus on eating. After finishing, we collect our trash and toss it in a bin. “Love, do you have any ideas on where to go next?” Emma said. I can feel my bladder filling slightly. Easily ignorable, and I probably would at home. Not even out of pleasure, but because I'd rather not stop what I'm doing. In public, I can be a bit paranoid though. I wanted to suggest we hit the ladies room before continuing. But, Emma had other ideas. “I have one. Let's go!” Emma turned around swiftly, showing me her back, and ran off ahead. I stood stunned for a moment. She giggled, looking over her shoulder at me. “Follow me, love!” A proper lady with bursts of seemingly uncharacteristic playfulness. That's my Emma for you. I fast walk to follow her, mostly because I plain hate running, or anything that gets me all grody and sweaty. Emma leads me out of the food court and the building entirely, remaining far away, but careful to stay within my sight. I step onto some trimmed grass, noticing the fountain in the center with stone fish facing and spitting streams of fluid towards each and back into the pool, surrounded by a circle of hedge work. Emma peeked her head around the corner of a large stone arc, the entrance to some much taller hedges. She smiled at me, giggling, and as I approached, she fled deeper into the garden. I was getting kinda tired of moving so quickly, not physically, but mentally, but I appreciate her playful spirit. As I ventured deeper, I can't help but get distracted by some of the hedge work. Beautiful and pristine, not a twig out of place. Marvelous. Satisfied to how far she drew me in, Emma stood with her arms behind her back, waiting for me to catch up with a mischievous smile. “You coulda just asked me to follow you.” I said as I neared her. “What's the fun in that, love?” Emma showed me her soft smile. She offered her hand again, and we locked fingers to explore the garden. “Besides. If I suggested it, you would have turned it down.” “I would have?” I asked. “Don't worry about that, love.” Emma said. I felt a tad confused, but dropped it. We explored the garden, and I admired the hedges. No special designs or anything, but I still really liked them. Part of me wondered why this aquarium even had a garden, but whatever. My urge to pee started to feel more real, but I pushed it down. I didn't see any other people for a while and felt much more at ease here. Alone with Emma in a garden. Hehe... the things we could get away with here... My thoughts starting turning more and more dirty with time. That's... not good. Is my bladder more full then it feels? It still feels pliable, full enough to tell me pee's in there, but not firm enough to tell me that I really gotta go. Maybe I'm more horny then normal because of Emma. Who knows. I go back to enjoying the hedges. I'm not seeing any flowers or designs. Weird garden. ...Garden? What kind of garden has hedges form corridors and walls... this isn't a garden. It's a maze. “Are you enjoying yourself, love?” “Yeah.” I nod. “I'm no good with mazes. I hope your paying attention, love.” Emma said. She knew, huh? “Mazes are easy. Let's see if they have any hidden things.” I said. “Oh? Do they tend to hide things in these mazes often?” “Only the good one's!” I said. I have to pee, but whatever. I can leave whenever I want. We transverse the maze some more, finding nothing of interest. The maze does incorporate loops and three and four way passages though, that's rare. I'm feeling real tension in my bladder now. I'm at the point where I'd stop whatever I'm doing in public to find a toilet. I really gotta go, but if Emma's having fun... and my bladder's still soft enough to have some room left in it. “What is it that your looking for in here, love?” Emma said. “Funny statues, hedge designs, trees... sometimes they hide goodies. I've even heard of these mazes hiding cash prizes. That's rare though. I don't think this maze has any of that.” “What a shame.” Emma said. I hope that she suggests we leave soon. I know that I can hold it, but the tension is only going to raise. And raise it did. My bladder started feeling stiff, standing straight up applied more pressure to it. I pressed my legs together when I could, sometimes shifting a bit in place. I... I have to pee so bad now... I should... I should ask to leave... but... that would mean... I would have to stop Emma's fun... “Are you quite all right, love? Your fidgeting.” “...I really gotta pee.” I blush and look away. As much as I made fun of her for upholding her proper lady routine when she had to go real bad, I understand. It's embarrassing if anyone knows... “Oh? Is that so. Let's find the exit then.” “...But! I don't wanna go if you don't wanna.” I said. “Love, I brought you here because I know how much you like gardens. This wasn't for me.” Emma said. ...What? I stood, slack jawed and stunned. “Besides. I... I need to wee as well. Though, I don't think I need to as badly as you do.” “Ok. Let's find our way out of here.” I said. “Lead the way, love.” Emma said. I did lead the way... but maybe I should not have. I... I had no idea what I was doing! No matter what, we only saw more and more hedge. I SWEAR we seen that particular swirl seven times by now! And what's with are of these looping intersections? AHHHHH! My bladder hurts... it's so full, it's throbbing. I'm hunched over a little, clenching my crotch at waves of pressure. I'm still dry, but I don't know for how long... anytime I stop to think, I'm swaying my hips back and forth and crossing my legs. I know that I can hold it for a little while longer, but... Worry replaced any amount of pleasure that I felt earlier. Glancing over at Emma, I don't see her in the same boat. She said she had to go... we drank about the same amount and we have comparable bladders... I think... it's not like we checked. ...We should check sometime. I shake my head. Focus, you stupid bitch! This should be easy! What's wrong with you? “Love, what's wrong? Are you delaying our exit on purpose? Hmm?” Emma giggled at me. One glance at my sour face told her what she needed to know, and she shifted to expressions of concern. “I wish... I have to pee so bad that I can't think straight. And... this is a pretty difficult maze to begin with! ...Weirdly for where it is.” “It's ok, Willow. Let's calm down and think for a moment. We can do this.” Emma said. Her words are always so soothing. She's right. Ok... let me relax and think... I felt a drip form in my panties and tensed up, clutching halfway down my skirt over my legs in my hands. “Are you alright, love?” “...I... I don't think I can concentrate right now.” I looked away. “...That's not good.” Emma said. Yeah, she's terrible with mazes... Oh God, she's terrible with mazes! “Let's keep trying. I'll... I'll get us out of here.” Yeah... about that... We kept going, still very lost. I need to keep my crotch tense to stop any further leakage. Still, a few more drops escaped to join the other. I'm pretty much always swaying if we're not moving, switching my crossed legs so much it looks like I'm hoping. My bladder feels like it's one solid object now, with barely any more room to squeeze even more pee into... but it has to! It... has to... for a little while longer, please... Looking at Emma, I can't see any signs of her having to go. Sure, she's pretty much unflinching, but... she lets go a little bit around me. “...Hey, you... how are you holding up?” I force out a mangled sentence while dancing on the spot. “I'm the one that should be asking you that, love. I need a loo, but I can wait.” Emma said. How? How is it that my bladder is so much fuller then hers? The only difference in what we drank was the soda... it was the soda! Caffeine, excess sugar, and salt make you pee. And guess what soda has all three off? “...Your enjoying this, aren't you?” I said. “I was. At first. But now, I'm worried about you.” “...I was the same way when it was you are the movies.” I said. “...Willow... I know you won't want to... but...” Emma eyes darted aside. “What is it?” I said, wincing while I battled a particularly fierce wave. “Why don't you wee out here?” Emma said. “You mean in this hedge maze? Right here?” My face burned bright red from the mere suggestion. I have never done anything like that before... what if somebody shows up? I know we've seen nobody since we got here... but... what if! It'd be JUST my luck too! “...I'd rather not if I can help it.” “Keep it in mind.” Emma said. It's almost weird for her to suggest it. But, I know she's willing to suggest other people do things that she'd never. The waves are getting stronger and stronger, and the gaps between them shorter and shorter. Another fierce one drives me to bend forwards, my knees weak. It lasts for so long, feeling like my bladder's crunching in on itself like a used bag. I clench as hard as I can, but still, a spurt escapes, turning my little wet drops into a big ol' patch. I cross my legs and clutch my crotch with both hands to prevent more damage. God, I don't want to wet these panties, they're so creepy cute and brand new... I'm stumbling forward with shaky steps, not noticing my breathing turning shallow. My bladder's taught like pulled rope, strands straining to pull a heavy weight. A few of those strands are tearing... My knees knock, and I lunge up and down repetitively while leaning and holding myself. It'd be embarrassing if somebody say me like this. SO embarrassing! Oh, I have to pee so bad... If I got out of this maze, would I even be able to make it to a toilet? My face burns at the thought. I feel a hand on my shoulder, and look up at a very concerned Emma. “Love, please...” Emma said. She's shifting a bit in place now. My inability to get us out of here is hurting her too now. I really hope this doesn't end up bad for her. I'm so stupid! I could have prevented this! This is all my fault... “I'm trying... I...” I said. Maybe I should let it happen... It'd hate it... it'd be humiliating. I'd cry. I'd cry a lot... But... then I could concentrate. For her. I can't... I'm sorry, Emma... I'm too selfish... We keep going. Not that I can make it far, doubled over, both hands wedged between my legs, and stepping forward one foot length at a time. It hurts so much... my stomach's cramping... I can't clench hard enough... some keeps trickling on out... drips... drops... spurts... It's full... it's full. It's so fucking full now! I stay glued in place, concentrating so hard just to stay dry, but a few more drops and a few more spurts escape. I'm not going to make it. It's useless to keep trying. Even if I made it out of this maze, I could never reach a toilet before my bladder decided it's had enough. “Willow.” Emma said sternly. “Your weeing here. Now.” I looked at her with more shock then anything. “I know you don't want to. But you have to. And I'll be here for you. I... I'll do it with you.” ...She will? I'm pretty sure that goes against everything a proper lady would do, but... I'm in no state to argue. I have... a couple more minutes left. Maybe ten, if I pushed it. But no more then that. I nod. Then, I realize something. “I-I've never...” It's hard to choke words out when your every breathe crushes your bladder. “It's ok. Follow my lead.” Emma said. ...Since when does she know how to do this? “Spread your legs about a foot apart.” I did, but boy did it feel like I was gonna lose it. Somehow, I didn't. “Pull your knickers down to your knees.” I looked up at her, sheepish, meeting a concerned, loving face. Ok, I can... Another spurt. No, more like, a stream trickling down the inside of one of my legs. Damn, I'm wearing knee high socks, that's gonna suck later... But for now, I pull my panties to my knees, returning my hands to my now bare crotch as quickly as I can, trying my hardest not to lose it all before it's safe. “Lift up your skirt, keeping the back held up, squat and let go.” I held up my skirt with one hand, but my bladder wasn't going to wait. It cramped, and another stream gushed out. I threw myself down, with Emma's help, and squatted. It would be hard to start, if my bladder wasn't trying to force itself empty already. A rushing stream of golden fluid sprayed out of my crotch as I sighed in relief, head pointed down, face burning red. The cascading liquid flowed forth, and it flowed, and it flowed, and... hurry up already! I don't think I'm even half done yet! And somebody could show up at any moment... But my urine gushed even more, forming waterfalls that never seemed to end, soaking the soil to saturation and leaving a small puddle atop. I know I was about to wet myself, but... Soon, I noticed Emma hiking her skirt up to reach under it. ...Was she serious about that? I can't even imagine her... But she did squat down, following her own advice to a T, facing right in front of me, our bent knees almost touching. She smiled nervous, a slight red tinge evident on her pale face. My eyes darted to her crotch, watching waves of her own urine usher forth with a sharp hiss, splashing an inch or so ahead then mine. I felt her fingers lock with my free hand. Without thinking, I leaned my head forward, and she copied me. And now, somehow, we ended up in this hedge maze, squatting, peeing, holding hands, and watching each other do it. It was... romantic, sexy, embarrassing, and nerve wracking. All at the same time! Normally, this is where Emma would tease me over staring, but, she's consumed by the moment too. Emma finished before me, even though I started after, still lasting about forty-five seconds. She let go of my hand to rummage in her purse as my stream died down to a trickle, and then the last few drops dripped out. I sighed again. God, that's so much better... My face feels so warm and red. “...Love?” Emma said, holding her hand at me with a wet wipe. You were prepared for this? Why? ...Ok, it's not hard to imagine her carrying those for other reasons... And she tends to have more forethought then me. “Thanks.” I whispered as I took the damp cloth and used it to wipe my crotch dry. Emma did the same to her own, with her own. She grabbed a Ziploc from her purse, took my wet wipe, and put both hers and mine in the bag to return to her purse sealed. My dirty mind went to the worst conclusion, but my rational mind knew she just didn't want to liter. We both stood up and redressed, glancing at each other with a mixture of embarrassment and naughty glee. “Is that better?” Emma flushed whatever she felt off of her face, returning to her gaze of stone in mere moments. She's... too good at that. “Yeah... and thanks...” I look at my feet. “...for making me do that... I woulda pissed myself otherwise.” “I'm not quite comfortable with that myself. I think that we both needed a little bit of encouragement.” “Yeah.” I smile. Emma held an upright, open palm at me, arm out and bent at her waist. With locked fingers, we made are way out of the maze in about ten minutes. I knew I could do it easily if I wasn't distracted! She discarded that Ziploc at the nearest trash can and faced me with a smirk. “Looooove? What's wrong? Would you like to go home now? You were staring back there. Are we a bit riled up now?” Emma said. “Yes please!” “Mmm. I'd quite like to play with a fish myself, love. Shall we head off?” Emma said. I nod. She leaned in to whisper. “And if your a good little girl, I might let your fish squirt.” And we headed back home, for yet more fun off the back of our newly shared fetish.
  4. So this is an idea I had a while ago, and after some thought I’ve decided it could make a good story. While it is mostly fictional, it does adapt some real life people, locations, and events, but not to the extent where I could say it is based off of one. Also, sorry for not posting, I keep forgotting. A bunch of stuff has happened irl, including the breaking of both my monitor, my desk, my chair, and my leg. (Well actually I suspect it’s just dislocated, but my dad thinks it’s broken. I refuse to go to A&E after last time however, so I’ll be having my Nan who’s a doctor have a look at it before I decide if it’s worth going to the doctors over.) Intro I looked up at my friend, Karen, feeling a combination of terror, panic and anger. My carefully laid plans were collapsing around me. I’d been planning this holiday for ages, and as always, I’ve done considerable research and knew exactly what I thought we’d be doing: My family own a share in a villa, and I’d got permission from them for my friend to join us this year. I don’t always go with my family these days, but I’d decided to this time, and I thought it might be nice to bring a friend along for once. Strangely enough, they had accepted, despite them usually being very overprotective of me and not liking me interacting with people they don’t closely know, but maybe this was because they missed having me round for the holidays. I’d worked out that me and Karen could take an early flight, and then my family could come out later. I personally like early flights for whatever reason, but my family hate getting up early, and would rather fly in the afternoon. I didn’t mind however as I thought it’d give me and Karen a chance to have lunch while we waited and I could show her round some of the places near the airport. I’d even planned for a couple of hours of delay, as airports have ruined more of my plans than anything else by delaying flights. BUT OF COURSE THE AIRLINE HAD TO THROW A SPANNER IN THE WORKS The airline cancelled my family’s flight. The one thing I hadn’t planned for. Of course. And to add insult to injury, they wouldn’t own up immediately either; me and Karen waited in Faro airport for a good 4 hours before we recieved a text from my mum saying they’d just been told their flight wasn’t just delayed, it was cancelled. And worse than that, the flights for the rest of the week were fully booked. “This is the problem with flying in August!” I thought to myself, wishing my mum didn’t insist on traveling in the height of summer... End of Intro
  5. It is a common rumour among those seeking to become guardians of the queen that the trials you must face will test everything about you. Physical strength, mental fortitude and stamina are things to be expected when you are training to guard the most important woman in the realm. What Sierra, cadet 1st class of the Royal College of warfare, did not expect was a test of bladder strength. When she had summoned by Lillith, Captain-General of the royal guard and a baroness, for a one on one lesson she assumed it would be the usual tests. Some intense sparring practice followed by an exam on what she learned during her time at the college. but what she found in the barren, stone-floored training hall surprised her. Lillith stood naked in the middle of the room, pale sunlight pouring down on her from the stained glass window high above them. Sierra's face turned blood red, and she averted her eyes to the window high above. "My lady, please accept my apologies" Sierra stammered embarrassed for seeing her leader in such a state of undress. "I had no idea that you were not ready for my arrival and will quickly leave if you wish." Sierra prepared herself to be harshly disciplined for her apparent mistake, but, strangely, it never came. "Cadet Sierra, you have done no wrong, lower your head." Sierra swore she must have heard that order wrong "But my lady, you are in no clothes." She heard Lillith come closer, but she would not dare look to see how close. "Cadet, I am supposed to be naked, so look at me. Besides, if you can't bring yourself to look at another woman's naked body, could you bring yourself to cut down a criminal?" Sierra swallowed and lowered her head. "My lady I am prepared to do anything in my service to the crown, I did not know that any test would involve you being naked." Sierra's cheeks were on fire as she laid eyes on Lillith's body for the first time proper, last time was only a short glance at Lillith before her gaze went skyward. The 28-year-old captain trained more than she slept, and the results could easily be noticed. Her 5,7 figure was lean and muscular, with a 6 pack many bodybuilders would kill for. Her dark blonde hair reached down to the small of her back, although Lillith often wore it in a ponytail when on duty. Her pearl green eyes were both beautiful and welcoming to her friends and piercing and menacing to her enemies. Her voluptuous C cup breasts had drawn the eyes of many nobles over the years, but, they were wise to keep such thoughts to themselves after what happened during the new season's dance. Finally, her attention was brought to Lillith's crotch. Her most secret area was hidden from Sierra's view by a large tuft of messily kept hair of the same colour as that on Lillith's head. "Ahem." Lillith's cough snapped Sierra out of her daze, and she quickly came to attention. "Apologies my Lady," she said, quickly spreading her legs and clasping her hands behind her back "Cadet Sierra Leronious reporting as summoned." Lillith nodded in response "Very good cadet, at ease" she ordered. Sierra relaxed her stance but still stayed on her toes, you never knew what these tests would involve. "You have been summoned here for a very special test today cadet, one that will test two attributes you never would have guessed would be something tested. Please take a guess as to what they are." Sierra glanced around, looking for anything in the room that might help her infer the nature of the tests. In the centre of the circular room, marked by an ornate pattern of great complexity, sat two covered jars. There was nothing special about them, no design or engraving on them, they could be empty for all she knew. Her eyes darted around, no sword racks, target dummies, bows and arrows or muskets. The room was as bare as Lillith's body. "My lady, I see no combat training gear nor any material for study. Are we learning hand-to-hand combat?. Captain Annya gave us our advanced lessons two weeks ago" Lillith shook her head "A good guess cadet, but we shall not be doing unarmed training today. What we shall be doing is something you might think unorthodox, even bizarre." Sierra took in a deep breath "My lady, I am willing to do anything in my training, no matter how odd it may be" she declared loud and proud. Lillith smiled "A good attitude to have cadet; especially for one seeking to become a royal guard." Sierra was glowing at the praise she received "Thank you, my lady, I will do whatever you order." Lillith turned on her heels and strode over to the mysterious jars, beckoning Sierra to follow her. She motioned for Sierra to look into the jars, which she promptly did. Inside, reflecting the sunlight seeping in from above, was 800ml of water. "2 jars, 1600 millilitres of the finest water in the land, purified to perfection by the royal mages and exactly 3 degrees Celsius" stated Lillith. Sierra was puzzled, why did she need this? "My lady, forgive me, but I do not understand. Is this water to pour over me as a test of my resistance to the cold or to bath in?" Lillith waved her hand "Neither cadet; they are to drink." Sierra was left with no answer and even more questions. "My lady I don't get it, I make it a priority to be properly hydrated, and this looks a little bit excessive. I would not drink such a large amount before going on duty because it would cause a mighty need to relieve myself." Lillith clapped slowly "And its precisely that urge we are going to fight today; for 2 and a half hours you must hold your urine." TOO BE CONTINUED After finishing Love can bloom from wet shorts (More Madison and Annie will be coming later), I was a bit lost on what to write next. I looked at my ALOA work and decided that the Tennessee story was shit so I had it deleted (The full story will be coming soon, sorry for making you guys wait so long for more shipgirl omo) and am going to rework it. While browsing omo art on Gelbooru, thinking about how I was gonna write the continuation to the ALOA, I came across some art by Dodomesu (https://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=4662823&tags=dodomesuhttps://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=4664017&tags=dodomesuhttps://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=4667945&tags=dodomesu) which inspired me to create some fantasy omorashi. This series of stories I plan to stretch across various fantasy races and jobs (eg Elves and Humans Barmaids and Royal guards). I have made up some of the names and created a little world in my head (hence why Lillith is spelt with two l's) where this is set which I hope to flush out throughout the story. I hope you guys enjoy this first part. CIAO.
  6. Read First I'm really sorry if this against the rules, but I went ahead and created a new topic with tags. I didn't want to write anything that would be offensive to people who weren't into certain kinks and such. I'll continue to write this for a bit since it's been a pretty fun to practice writing. If any moderators come across this, Please just delete the original topic by the same name! Also added a doodle of Miyuki, not great but thought it would be nice to kinda show what I think, since my writing isn't the best. Chapter 1 On a quiet Friday night a tired diligent artist works on a new idea for a short romantic comedy 4-koma. She finishes typing up her script before saving, and putting her computer to sleep. Miyuki Izumi, had been working all day typing up her disappointingly short script. Even spending sometime at work, spaced out, day dreaming about the idea. She wasn't normally a bad employee, but her mind usually always revolved around her artwork, and nothing else. At 21 years of age, Miyuki held a decent salaryman job, as an office worker. She wasn't particularly skilled in much, beyond her drawing skills so often times she had to give it her 100% at her workplace in order to do her job correctly Drawing was something that plagued Miyuki she was quite an artist, but often doubted her own work. Often choosing to lie in bed scrolling through other artists work. She had serious issues with self esteem, and self confidence. She was a very short girl, along with her undesirable breast size and was also quite plain in terms of her fashion, Usually wearing longer skirts with a long sleeve sweater, or sweatpants and a t-shirt if she was home in her apartment. Even down to her large glasses she wore because of her bad eyesight. But despite these sometimes helpless feelings of despair she fought on because she loved to draw. "oh my, it's 2:am... I've got to get some sleep." She plops down onto her bed, removing her glasses and placing them on her night stand. Lifting the covers over herself, and grabs her favorite body pillow that she often slept with. Miyuki loved Magical Girl Poya Poya. It was an older magical girl show that she loved as a child, and secretly fell in love with. Hugging her pillow tightly she drifted off to slumber with a tiny smile. Miyuki jolted awake, followed by heavy breathing. Her back was cold and wet from sweat, as well as her sheets that were quite damp. She had woken from a nightmare that she had relived many times before. It was a large factor of her issues with self confidence and self esteem. She was once taken advantage of by a upper class-man in high school. The thoughts made her shiver in fear, thankfully she was saved by some nameless group of girls that caught the boy, in the girls bathroom before things could have become much worse. She became terrified of men, and often took measures not to interact with them. In that moment she was betrayed by someone who was her friend, they even shared laughs, He robbed her of her innocence, and it affected her greatly. That was five years ago. In that time, she had time to think and adapt, her parents sought out therapists. In the beginning it was rough, but eventually she was able to talk about it. She was not fixed but it did helped her move on. She still had nightmares about it. This was something that became a common occurance for Miyuki. Waking up in sweat was a more preferable occurrence, it didn't happen often but the worst case scenario she would have woken up in puddle of urine. It hadn't happened in a long time, but she took precautions nonetheless. She kept a plastic sheet over her mattress, to avoid soiling it. As well as regular bathroom use right before bed. Shivering she finally crawled out of bed and changed her clothes, putting on a pair of thick sweat pants and and a sweater she turned on her tv. Watching anime was an escape from her stress, She often left dvds in her dvd player for this purpose. After about an hour of watching anime, her stomach made and audible noise. "Ah, breakfast... "I'm gonna have to go out..." Feeling guilty of being lazy, she went ahead and took a shower, before putting on a sweater and skirt. Miyuki had fairly long black hair that went down to her back, though she often liked to keep it in a single large braid. After getting ready she grabbed her bag, and headed out. Usually she would keep some things likes eggs, bacon, and other foodstuffs, but she was so excited to get home and write some of her script yesterday, she forgot to go shopping. She locked her door, walking down the stairs to her apartment. "whoah... It's really cold out, I wish I had brought a coat." she says under her breath, rubbing her hands together. Soon her destination came into sight. It was a family restaurant that served a mixture of Japanese food, as well as more Western dishes. Walking through the door, a chime rings. She waits at the door patiently. It's not long before a older lanky man in his late 30s, comes to greet her. "Good morning Izumi-san, it's been what a year, since I've last seen you here!" Miyuki, had come to this restaurant many times before, she liked the atmosphere, the place wasn't always crowded, and she was a regular and the manger became used to her usual request. "y-yes sir, I've been busy with work and such..." Miyuki spoke a bit tense. "I'm glad to hear your working hard! So the table in the back corner?" She nodded. He grabbed a menu and some silverware, and led her to the table, she usually sat toward the wall so she could look out the window, and to minimize potential eye contact with others. "A waitress will be out soon to serve you." The manager, said after setting up the table. Miyuki thanked him as he returned to the front of the store. Looking into her bag she noticed she forgot something "n-no way." She had forgotten her phone on her computer desk. she sighed and pulled out a small sketch book and some pencils. Miyuki didn't like the attention of drawing in public, but today the restaurant was nearly empty so she seemed more open to the idea. about 5 minutes had passed before she was surprised when she heard a woman greet her quite loudly. Slightly in shock, the woman bent over placing a hand on Miyuki's shoulder. "Oh I'm sorry, didn't mean to scare you!" I-I'm okay! Miyuki awkwardly yelped. She was in disbelief of the pure femininity of this woman. She had long blond hair that went down to her waist, large blue eyes as well as make-up in all the right places. Not to mention her much more desirable figure. The lady took notice in Miyuki's dumbfounded stare. She giggled "My name is Katou-san and I'll be your waitress this morning." Miyuki finally coming to her senses. "Hi I-I'm Izumi-san n-nice to meet you!" She awkwardly replied. Katou-san Laughed again. "I don't need to know your name silly, but I appreciate your manners!" She sat embarrassed "s-sorry." "Aw your so sweet." Lifting up her clipboard, "What can I get for you?" Miyuki Replied, "Um, an orange juice, w-with pulp, a-and the hamburg steak breakfast." Writing this down Katou-san held a beaming smile,"oho, that's a cute choice!" "Alright, let me take this to the back hun, and I'll be back with your OJ!" As Katou-san left, Miyuki sat completely beat red embarrassed. Being doted on did not come naturally to her. She had felt absolutely dumb, for that greeting earlier. She thought about it hard, and something began to seem off. The waitress had a weird speech tone, she kept dropping english esque words, Miyuki wasn't all to sharp on her english but she understood popular words. Of course her blond hair, and blue eyes, also gave it away, She must not have been born in Japan, but maybe been here long enough to pick up the language? Soon the Blonde girl came back with her orange juice. "Here you go sweetie." Dropping a straw on the table, she returned to the back, with a little wave. Miyuki wondered if it would have been rude to ask about where she came from. She had never really talked to a foreigner before, but she heard some rumors about them. She began to doodle, as she sipped her orange juice. Her doodling turned to sketching, as she was interested in the strange waitress. upon a few quick sketches of the waitress, she began to feel a bit embarrassed so she quickly drew some other simple characters along side her to try to diminish the characters presence. No matter how you looked at it the drawing, it was definitely of Katou-san. Katou-san came back to check up on the small Japanese girl. "Need anything? Looks like your running low on OJ, want me to refill it for you?" Miyuki replied "Y-yes please!" She smiled reaching over the table to grab the glass. "Um... K-Katou-san... a-are you not from here?" Miyuki stuttered out. There was a bit of silence before Katou-san smiled and laughed. "You little detective.... nope, I'm not from here but I've been here for awhile, what gave it away? Was it my Japanese? Miyuki staring at the blonde beauty, with blue eyes. "N-no... just a hunch." She laughed again, "I'm kiddding! Seriously though hows my Japanese? it's not to obvious? I've thought it was okay since people around me never pointed it out." Miyuki trying to be tactful "It's.... not bad, but some of the words you say I don't really understand. Y-your accent doesn't help... b-but it's not like it's bad... but y-you do have a nice voice! Aw you think so? You're so kind! Thanks- OH I'm supposed to be getting your orange juice! I'll be right back!" The waitress returned quickly retreating to the kitchen, leaving Miyuki to her thoughts. "wow, she's really pretty, ah, I forgot to ask where she's from..." Katou-san returned, this time with a sizzling hot plate as well as another plate with her eggs and bacon all balanced on one arm, and in the other hand Miyuki's orange juice. "I'm back Izumi-san! Hearing her own name was a bit embarrassing. Setting the drink down, freeing up her arm, she skillfully maneuvered the plates off of it and on to the table. "Can I get you anything else?" Miyuki Replied "N-no, thank you." Katou-san smiled once again before leaving out of her sight. She doubled back before leaving "Oh yeah if it's not to weird, could I see what you were drawing?" Katou-san grinned. Miyuki nearly felt obligated as if she was being hypnotized by her beauty, before remembering what she had drawn, but it was too late, as she had already handed the waitress her book. Katou-san looked as she made her amazement, quite audible. She even took a seat across from Miyuki, who looked embarrassed as well as surprised. "Oh I hate this booth it's always to tight on this side, as she squeezed in, her large bosom nearly coming to rest on the table. "Oh is this one supposed to be me!?" She pointed showing the beat red Izumi. "Uh-uh... N-NO it's just a coincidence!" Miyuki panicked! Katou-san wasn't buying it as she grinned quite smugly. I don't know Izumi-san I think you really got my uniform nailed down pretty well! She spoke teasingly. Miyuki lost for words, looked as if she could cry at any moment. Katou-san laughed. "Aw it's okay! I love it, you draw really well! These other characters look really cute too!" Miyuki tried to hide her embarrassment "th-thank you..." Just as she thought the teasing was over, Katou-san made a comment with a seriously concerned expression. "Though I think my breasts are much bigger than what you've got drawn here Izumi-san!" Miyuki again lost for words not knowing how to respond, she just hid her embarrassment, I-I th-though it would have b-been rude... she quietly said. "I'm kidding! Please it's okay don't worry the place is empty, I'm just a big teaser! Oh I'm so sorry I should be letting you eat! Let me get out of here! Miyuki quickly responded. "Y-you don't have to go!" blushing. Katou-san was surprised, but she took her offer. "O-oh well I guess I'll stay then" She smiled with a light blush. Miyuki awkwardly began to cut into her food. "u-um is it okay if I ask where you're from Katou-san?"Katou-san breaking away from admiring her sketch. Finally responds. "I was born in the US." Miyuki swallowing. "Oh really! That's so cool, I'd like to visit there someday... "Yes it's a very nice country despite what people say." Katou-san seemed a bit pained. "If you dont mind me asking, why did you come to Japan?" Miyuki inquired. Katou-san seemed conflicted and a bit reserved. "I-I don't mind you asking, but maybe another time, it's a complicated topic." "I'm sorry I didn't mean to pry..." Miyuki apologized. She seemed guilty about changing the mood, Katou-san seemed like a cheerful person and didn't like to hover on moody topics. There was a bit of an awkward silence before Miyuki deep in her thoughts, spoke a very out of character line. " K-katou-san I-if you ever need someone to talk to... Or.." Katou-san cut her off. "I don't really need anyone to talk too... But I could use a friend, I don't have too many of those. So maybe some time we could talk over coffee or something?" She seemed a bit happy that Miyuki had offered. Miyuki perked up, "y-yeah that sounds nice!" Just then the door chimed as a larger group of people came in." Katou-san got out of the tiny booth, peeved. "ah geez, looks like I can't talk anymore. Let me go grab your check before it gets real busy. Katou-san ran off to the back once again. about 10 minutes later. Katou-san had come back with the check, "Well it looks like it's about to get busy here...". handing Miyuki the check. "If you go up to the front He'll check you out." Miyuki nodded. There was a bit of hesitation, in Katou-san's voice, "Hey well I'm not going to be able to stick around, but I still wanna have that coffee!... so let me give you my number!" Strangely enough she pulls out an older flip phone. Miyuki got excited before she realized she had forgotten her phone. "Uh... I'm sorry but I left my phone at home..." Katou-san put her phone away and reached into her pocket, and pulled out a sharpie pen. "Hope you don't mind she smiled, leaning over the table, her larger but soft hands held onto Miyuki's as the pen tickled her palm. Katou-san was close, as Miyuki couldn't help but notice again, how pretty she really was. "There! Okay well I really gotta go, but you better call me, okay! Miyuki awkwardly replied "y-yes ma'am!" Katou-san giggled as she went over to take the other customers orders. Miyuki, for the first time in a long time, made a friend. Chapter 2 Miyuki had paid and left the restaurant as she began walking back to her apartment. She was in great mood, it wasn't everyday that she had a long conversation like that. She wanted to call Katou-san right away, of course she was still working. Now that she thought about it, she never told Miyuki, what would be a good time to call. Miyuki soon arrived at her apartment, taking off her shoes, placing them at the door. Miyuki-san happily sat on her computer chair where she left her phone, and immediately, entered in Katou-san's number into her contacts list. Swirling in her chair, her excitement grew. She soon took notice of her own eagerness, "Okay I've gotta distract myself... I've got work to do so I should get started." She woke her computer, to resume her work. She began to re-read and do some slight editing to her script before grabbing her sketch book and started drawing some rough sketches of the scenes, looking up every once in while to read. She put some music on, and soon found her self completely engaged in her activity. It had been about 5 hours of non-stop work. Her hand was a bit cramped, and her back felt stiff. A good sign she had been working to long. She let out a soft yawn, as she checked the time. 5:32pm "Whoah, yeah I should probably take a nap...b-but what if Katou-san calls first? I should just wait a bit longer..." She swiveled her chair towards her tv turning it on, continuing where she left off on her anime she was watching earlier. Soon the tired girl gave in to slumber right there in her computer chair... She woke slowly wiping sleep from her eyes. The tv repeated the main menu music, the window was dark. Coming to her senses she checked her phone it was 11pm. Miyuki Jumped up "N-No! I fell asleep!" She quickly checked her phone for any messages, seeing none she became very conflicted about what she should do. Was Katou-san already asleep? Did she work later? Miyuki grew desperate so she painfully pressed the call button and awaited for Katou-san to answer. The phone ringed for a bit each time was more disheartening. Hello? A voice on the other end spoke out. K-Katou-san?! I-it's me, Izumi! She gripped the phone tensely. "Oh, Izumi-san, you know... I was getting worried that you didn't want to see me..." Miyuki-san yelped, "T-That's not true! I-I just didn't know when was a good time to call, a-and then, I wasn't sure if you worked late, and then I tried just waiting but then I fell asleep. a-and-" Katou-san interrupted her. "I-I'm sorry... I was just teasing! Please calm down, I kind of figured that was the issue, I'm kind of an airhead sometimes. I should really pull back on the jokes." Miyuki once again fell for another one of her traps. "O-oh! y-you really had me worried Katou-san!" She shook her fist at nothing in particular. Katou-san apologized again, "Sorry, don't be mad please! Well it's kind of late I think all the coffee shops around here are closed..." Miyuki felt disappointed in herself but her determination was still high. "Katou-san! H-How about a b-beer! The bars are still open!" There was some giggling over the phone before Katou-san in between laughter replied. "Oh really! I didn't take you for someone who drank, or even someone who was old enough to!" Miyuki slightly embarrassed reassured her. "N-No I-can drink! I-I can even hold my liquor!" I'm serious! T-there's even a bar not too farm from my apartment!" There was some silence, before Katou-san replied. "I guess I have to take your offer! How about we meet at the restaurant in around 10 minutes?" Miyuki-san excitedly agreed before hanging up. She jumped all round excited as she quickly got her things ready and ran out the door, only returning a few seconds later because she forgot to lock it. Miyuki hadn't felt so happy in a long time, she was going out at night to meet a friend she had met the same day. She quickly made it to the restaurant, only 5 minutes early. She waited and waited with a grin on her face, looking about and searching for any sight of the blond. The more she waited the more she realized how few people were out, It was actually a bit spooky. Seemingly out of nowhere, She was frightened by a "boo" Jumping away she nearly had a heart attack, if she hadn't realized that it was Katou-san who had snuck behind her. K-Katou-san! Miyuki made a voice that was angry but not in the slightest intimidating. The blond was quick to apologize I'm sorry! You just looked adorable looking all over the place like that!" Miyuki blushed before she took notice of Katou-san outfit, it was much more stylish than her own clothes. She wore her hair in the same natural way, but she wore a cool looking black jacket with a blouse that exposed just enough cleavage to cause anyone to blush,and she wore a pair of jeans that hugged her legs nicely. "You done gawking?" I'm ready to hit the bars girl!" Miyuki playfully getting her attention. Miyuki came to her senses "R-right! sorry t-this way!" She led the away to the promised bar. It had been quite a couple of hours, it had started awkwardly enough as they broke each other in and soon they were talking comfortably. Comfortably left, and then came more intimately. Miyuki had lied about her ability to keep her liquor and it was obvious to Katou who was much better at doing so. Izumi had taken pleasure in drinking way to much, and by her 5th beer, was incoherently explaining to Katou-san how cool magical girls are and how she's wanted to be one all her life. Making all kinds of silly gestures and signs that the blonde could only laugh at. Miyuki had nearly ordered another before Katou stepped in. "I think you've had enough Izumi-san." She grabbed her hand before she rose it trying to get the bartenders attention. In her drunken state she had no fear of anyone even men. Though it was mostly due to Katou-san who ordered the first 2 drinks. Miyuki paused drunkenly before realizing what Katou-san meant. "O-Oh! I see, I am drunk..." It had been about 2 hours, and it was getting late, Katou felt a bit bad for the poor girl she must have been trying to impress her but she wasn't doing so well because she couldn't walk straight. Miyuki instead that she was okay and could handle the walk back to her apartment, but the mature blond knew better she put her arm around miyuki and helped her staggering out of the bar and down the dimly lit street. The normal 5 minute walk took roughly 20 minutes due to Miyuki drunken directions but eventually Katou and the young girl made it to her apartment, or at least she hoped. Miyuki had been rambling nonsense the entire time, but upon reaching the door on the 3rd floor Miyuki finally spoke something that she understood. "Um Katou-san I don't feel very good." Just then the blond, realizing what she meant, and had no time to react. The young girl stared off into space before vomit spewed from her mouth and nose. It wasn't long before she was sobbing. There was vomit on her front door as well some that had dripped on to her sweater and shoes. Katou-San quickly fished for her keys in the girls purse. Upon getting the door open she set Miyuki up against the wall. "Don't leave me Kato-san... I'm sorry." Katou reassured her. "Hey it's okay I'm gonna be right back you stay here and just have a seat." Katou had been to many parties before and knew how to deal with these things. She searched her apartment before finding her bathroom, grabbing a towel she ran back out side wiping off Miyuki's drooling mouth. She gently took Miyuki's glasses off placing them in her pocket. She then took care taking off her stained shoes. Upon taking Miyuki's sweater off Izumi-San suddendly had a burst of energy, she seemed feerful "w-what are you doing Katou-san! She weakly held on to herself making it difficult to remove her sweater. "Izumi-San sweetie your sweater is covered in vomit, I need to take it off-" "d-dont! Stop!" Her protests were void of energy. Eventually Katou-san was able to get her sweater off leaving her in a t-shirt, skirt, and black stockings. She picked up the incoherent girl, to her bed sitting her up on the edge of the bedside. "Izumi-san I think,it's best that you take a shower to try and sober you up." The young girl was nearly passed out and her eyes were red, from crying. She was most definitely tired. After some though Katou thought it was best to let her sleep. She didn't want to leave her alone in case she ended up suffocating on her own vomit. So she did the next best thing and slept next to the poor girl and kept her head on her side of the bed with a trash can. She opted for the gjrl's computer chair because for some reason her bed was a bit damp, she also noticed the strange plastic feeling under her sheets. She could only put two together which only made her feel more sorry for the girl. She had at least moved her to the dryer side of her bed. She couldn't help but rub her tired head. She looked like a little doll without her glasses on. She did have to admit she did look quite adorable with them on as well. But she kept her thoughts hidden away. She noticed looked at the clock on the night stand it was 3am. It seemed like it had been much longer. She too found herself nodding off, before she new it she was already asleep. Light was beaming into her Katou's eyes she realized it was morning, but didn't know the time. Looking over at the clock again it read 8 am, She nearly had a heart attack but she realized it was Sunday, a day she had off. Relieved she remembered that she spent the night in Izumi's apartment watching over the poor girl. She was actually a lot more worried that she had shifted her position in her sleep on to her side, but was relieved to see she was breathing. She had somehow able to find her body pillow with some anime character on it. She found equally cute as Izumi was hugging in her sleep. Katou-san couldn't help but to take picture with her phone until she realized it was dead. "figures..." She said with a smile before going back to watching the cute girl again. She had almost reached over to pet her head, until she suddenly noticed Izumi's light brown skirt, grew darker before visibly flowing liquid could be seen and heard. Katou gasped out loud before attempting to wake the girl up. Multiple shoves were required as the young girl held tightly to her pillow urine began to soil that too, as she had it tucked in-between her legs. "Izumi-san please wake up!" she said gently trying not to startle her awake. She suddenly woke up and she just stared off into the distance before noticing a blond girl looking over her. "K-katou...san?" she shifted and immediately felt the wetness on her legs and skirt as well as the currently trickling pee. Miyuki tried to jump up and quickly dart for the bathroom but she was wrapped up in her sheets and the large body pillow, she tried and tried, fighting to make it to the bathroom but she couldn't even get a foot on the floor. Eventually her bladder gave up and she sat there on her bed on her hands and knees wetting herself. She hung her head in shame but was equally to scared to look anywhere else. Thankfully her lower portion was covered in sheets, but even Katou knew what she was doing. Her breathing became heavy and staggered as her shoulders jerked. The blond walked over to the girl, she got down in front of the girl, who had made it just to the edge of the bed. She saw the face of a mortified girl, her eyes were open, casted down. brimming with tears refusing to look at anything else. she bit her lip but nothing could stop the pitiful sound of choked sobs. Katou grabbed and pulled the girl into a tight hug, not caring about the soaked sheets that surround the girl. Miyuki made some attempt at an apology but, Katou-san just held her tight without any words. Before long Miyuki gave up and let her self cry, she cried for a long time. The only thing breaking through her sobs, were Miyuki's heartfelt sorry's. it had been about 30-40 minutes before Katou-san spoke. "Izumi-san, It's okay... I don't think of you any less." She began to stroke the girl's hair. "You had a rough night you know? It wasn't your fault." Soon Miyuki had brought her tears down to sniffling. Katou noticed this and began to help the poor girl, trying her best to be tactful. "Hey how about we get you up and into the shower would you like that?" There was a pause before she could feel Izumi nodding. She could feel the girl struggling with the sheets, before Katou, simply princess carried her to the bathroom which almost started Izumi tears back up. "It's okay, just calm down. Miyuki hadn't felt so miserable, so humiliated, and helpless in a very long time. She couldn't help but cry, at the same time, she had never felt such kindness, and love from someone other than her own mother before. She tried her best to stifle her tears, and try to remain somewhat dignified. Soon she was placed down onto her feet. The floor was cold, and her soaking wet stockings didn't help. Katou-san gently untangled the sheets around the shivering girl, soon leaving her in her skirt which was almost completely wet down the middle and around her bottom, her stockings were fully soaked. She was so embarrassed, trying to cover herself which was nearly impossible. The tall blond rolled up the sheets into a ball, before addressing the younger girl. "Izumi-san go ahead and take your clothes off and leave them at the door, you go ahead and take a shower, and I'll wash these for you." Miyuki protested insisting that she shouldn't have to do so, but was ultimately silenced by Katou. "It's okay hun, let me help you." Katou-san took the sheets to the washing machine, and waited outside the bathroom door until a small hand held the soaking wet clothes just outside the bathroom door. The blond grabbed her clothes being mindful not to peak. She took her clothes to the washing machine, and started a load. Soon it was just her, the sound of the washing machine, and the sound of the young girl showering. It had been in the back of her mind since this morning but she felt horrible for feeling the way she did. Katou had a secret, she enjoyed watching girls wet themselves, bed wettings, toilet accidents... She drew immense pleasure from it, but most of all, she enjoyed when it wasn't on purpose... The blond had grown with this strange fetish for a long time, she used to hate herself for having it, and right now she really did hate herself for even thinking about that right now. This wasn't the first time she had witnessed it... but it was surely the most pitiful of them all. All she knew is that she wanted to protect this girl. Deep in her heart she felt that something was hurting Izumi-san. Chapter 3 Miyuki sat silently in the shower, letting the warm water pound her back and head, she had tucked herself into a ball and refused to move for quite awhile. She was replaying the incident over and over. She felt miserable, she felt humiliated, and she felt dumb. She wasn't able to make the call to Katou earlier, so they could have coffee. She couldn't hold her liquor, and ended up vomiting right in front of her. She had to be taken care of by Someone she hadn't even known for whole a 24 hours, forcing her to stay the night in her apartment. To complete the deal she had wet the bed, as well as wetting herself right in front of her. She quietly began to sob again, she tried her best but she just couldn't help feel how helpless and pathetic she was. An unknown amount of time had gone by as she sat in the shower, she had stopped crying and realized she should finish up in the shower and properly apologize to Katou for everything. Turning off the water, she stepped out of the shower, and grabbing a towel, she began to dry herself off. She held on to the door handle tying to compose herself. She was still shaking but she had to do what was right. She called out for Katou but there was no response, She did so again but heard nothing. She opened the door and saw no-one there. She grew worried but she also noticed her bed was not only dry but it was made, her clothes were folded on the bed. It felt weird having the presence of someone else in her, typically empty apartment. She walked over to the bed and noticed some breathing, and sure enough Katou-san had fallen asleep on the floor. She felt embarrassed because she was clutching in one hand her body pillow, and in the other hand her Magical Girl Poya Poya pillow case. She must have been trying to put it back on and fell asleep right on the spot. She smiled a bit, and it was the first smile she had made that morning. Seeing that she was a sleep she went a head and got dressed slipping on a pair of panties, sweat pants, and a long sleeve shirt. She hadn't had anyone sleep over at her apartment or house before, and wasn't really sure what to do, but she figured it was best to let her sleep. She grabbed a blanket from her closet and draped it over the sleeping blond. She soon found herself standing above the girl, staring at her face. It was a beautiful face that made it hard for the girl to look away. She was able to bring herself to her senses and found away to keep herself busy. She went over to the small kitchen area and decided to put a pot of coffee on. She tried her best not to make any noise. She thought about using her computer but the way Katou-san was sleeping made it difficult to actually sit at it, so she decided to work traditionally on her bed. She grabbed her headphones so she could listen to music, but her phone was nearly dead, so she went ahead and put it on the charger. She drew in her sketchbook in relative silence for about and 2 hours had passed and soon Miyuki had fallen asleep as well. Miyuki had been woken for the second time this morning by a blonde girl. She jolted up in surprise, realizing that once again she was going to have to face Katou-san. The blond was relieved, "Sorry that I woke you... I-uh... threw away your plastic sheet... I wanted to make sure you didn't... have another accident." She tried choosing her words more carefully as not hurt the small girl. Miyuki replied, "t-thank you... for doing that..." She went on her hands and knees on the bed, bowing her head, she was groveling in forgiveness. She spoke shaking. "I'm sorry for everything Katou-san. I don't know how to repay you. I'm just so sorry." Katou-san was lost for words. She wasn't Japanese but she knew that groveling was a serious deal. "I accept your apology but it's just as much my fault, I should have known you were having a lot to drink last night. I'm the elder her and I had a responsibility to take care of you. So please for the sake of being my friend will you please not grovel like that?" saying this, the blonde, gently sat on the bed with her. The groveling girl finally sat normally, her face was still hot with shame. She grabbed the small girls hands "Izumi-san... is there anything you want to talk to me about?" Miyuki felt Katou's hands, they were soft and gentle but at the same time she felt that if she ran away those same hands would not allow it. hearing this she thought hard. "Is there something that's been troubling you?" Miyuki was deep in thought unsure if Katou was talking about what she thought she was talking about. She wasn't the most open about things especially her past. "I turned down your offer yesterday... about needing someone to talk to, because I don't feel comfortable with my past. I don't like talking about it and I don't want to think about it." Miyuki listened intently. "Now how about we make a deal, If I tell you about why I left the US, how about you tell me about yourself, and your past." Miyuki thought about it, she twiddled her fingers, and thought really hard, the only ones that new about her past were her parents and her therapist. All of which she hadn't really seen in good while. She did feel safe with Katou-san. She had taken care of her the whole night and continued to do so in the morning. She really must have cared right? She nodded her head hesitantly in response. Katou smiled "Then it's a deal! but before we get started, I smell coffee, and I think this would be a nice talk over some coffee, don't you think?" Miyuki remembered she had put the coffee on but forgot about it when she fell asleep. "Y-yes I think so too, the mood change helped her feel a bit more relaxed. She ran over to the kitchen before turning back. "u-um the coffee... I-I might have to microwave it...." Katou-san replied "That's fine, sorry for the trouble!" It had been an hour of constant talking, most of which had been done by the blonde. Katou-san was born in the US, her real name however was Juliette Alice, she enjoyed her life there. She was a fairly popular girl in high school, a true queen bee. Though she was kind and understanding and was usually the one to stick up for other students the ones that were bullied and such. Juliette was not a very bright girl, nor did she posses any talent in the arts, or music. She did however enjoy sports, she was a good athlete which helped her through high school with numerous scholarships. She did however hold a secret, she was attracted to both women and men, but she never enjoyed the company of men the same way she did when she was hanging around girls. She had always kept this to herself, and for the most part never acted on the urges. It wasn't until the 11th grade that she had befriended a girl that she ran with often during track practice. She had known her for years, and at one point she just felt determined that maybe she was able to understand her feelings. If not, she was still a good friend and would understand her. She thought she had nothing to loose. Juliette decided to come out to her parents first, they were the supportive figures in her life of course. They had disregarded anything she had said, and strictly forbid her from talking anymore about it. She had been in complete shock, she couldn't believe it. About a month later, she brought the topic back up this time she was met with strong retaliation. This went on for months. She felt shame for her sexuality she felt disgusted. If her own parents wouldn't understand, how could anyone else? She continued through her school life, she was no queen bee anymore she was depressed, she became much more stoic, and spaced out. She favored watching videos on the internet, and browsing her computer in the late night. She found herself on forums about romance, and fan fiction, and soon she found her way towards watching anime, she only knew what she heard some of the geekier students talk about when they walked past. She became instantly hooked, she love it, nothing was forbidden, and nothing was wrong, it was all acceptable. Yuri, they called it, She became infatuated with the whole community, the fan works the art, the stories. She was happy, and she felt good about herself, that others were out there that were okay with. it hadn't been a year until her parents had taken notice in her grades. Upon taking her computer away they browsed her history and that was it. They confronted her again, they gave her the option of continuing school or going to bible school. Of course any sane person would have stayed away from the later. So she did, she finished high school, and slowly her rebellious side began to show, and on the day she received her diploma she left home at the age of 18. She left her home and she left her town. She planned ahead selling everything she owned she even stole back the laptop and sold it too. Her plan was to move to Japan. It was a dumb single minded plan but the though of it kept her going. With what she had in cash she was able to open her own bank account, but it wasn't enough, she only had about 1000$. She scrounged around taking small jobs, and by the time she was 22 she amassed about 10,000$ She flew, traveling as light as a feather picking the cheapest location that she could find. A one way trip. She wasn't coming back. She had issues with the language, as well as finding a landlord that would give her a room. She struggled for a long time in between jobs that she couldn't keep because of her living situation. 3 years had passed, she was a complete homeless mess. One night she walked into that same restaurant down the street, she had enough for one meal and a beer. Later that morning the manager's wife. found the same girl asleep outside their restaurant. He took her in and let her use they're shower upstairs. She begged him for a job only in payment for food. The girl worked well, really well and by the end of the day she had earned herself a job, a meal and a home. Her story had moved Miyuki to tears. "Katou-sa-..Arisu-san, oh my goodness, I didn't know you went through so much!" Miyuki held the blonde girls hand as she sniffled. "I-it's okay Izumi-san r-really come on now." Miyuki spoke, again. "I'm sorry, have I've been using the wrong name?" Katou reassured her, "No, please, just use whatever's more comfortable for you okay?" Miyuki nodded. Wow I feel kinda better getting that off my chest! So Izumi-san... I want to know your story, what's been bothering you?" Miyuki knew it was coming but it now was her turn. She played with her fingers before trailing off into speech. "There... was this boy.... that I was friends with..." She spoke slowly as she told the older girl who stared intently with her blue eyes. She told her about how they used to walk to and from school together. How the boy was like a brother to her. She kept avoiding parts of the story, but she couldn't do it with Miyuki's eyes staring at her. "H-he t-t-took... me into the b-bathr" her voice became shaky, "h-he took my m-my und." Katou-san quickly grabbed the girl into a hug as she did many times already. "Hey you don't have to say anymore!" she repeated over and over again. She rocked her back in forth "It wasn't your fault, nothing has been your fault, you hear me?" She continued, soothing the girl. Miyuki could only cry "w-why did he do that?" through her hiccuping voice. Katou continued to hug her tightly as the evening sun lit the tears on the young girls face. Katou once again was holding the girl as she calmed down. She felt as if the past 18 hours consisted of either sleeping, hugging or both. "I-i'm okay now Katou-san" She lightened her hug on the girl. Her eyes red from crying, Katou had forgotten that she still had Izumi's glasses in her pocket. "Oh I almost forgot to give these back." She took the glasses, opening them up and placing them on the girls face. She wiped a stray hair from her face, Katou couldn't help but be honest."Your so pretty Izumi-san, I don't want to see such a pretty face covered with such sad tears." Miyuki felt embarrassed hearing that from her, but secretly she was happy. Miyuki hugged Katou catching the blonde of guard. "T-thank you... for everything today." Katou felt her heart pound warmly. "Aw sweetie, I want to be here for you. I'm your friend arn't I?" about an hour later Katou had Miyuki wrapped in her arms, as they spent the afternoon watching anime together. Katou ordered a pizza, and the two had a great time. Miyuki had not laughed that much in a long time, for a brief instance it felt like a little piece of childhood, had been restored. Soon it was 10 pm. Katou knew she had to go back to the restaurant, and get a good night sleep for work in the morning. Miyuki also had work tomorrow. "Well Izumi-san it looks like our little party is coming to an end." Miyuki wasn't very happy about it but she understood. They hugged each other goodnight as Miyuki worriedly watched her turn the corner down the stairs. "U-um Katou-san w-when will I see you again?" The blond turned and smiled. "The weekend for sure, but the restaurants open till 8pm during the week!" She waved goodbye as she disappeared down the stairs. For the next couple of weeks the two spent many weekends together if not every. They were all each-other really had. Miyuki felt confidence when she was around Katou, she was kind and she was understanding. Katou liked Miyuki she couldn't lie to herself but the relationship she had with Miyuki was nearly enough, she loved seeing that girl smile and laugh. 3 months had passed, it seemed like a whole year to the two girls. One Saturday afternoon the two were together in Miyuki's apartment. Katou had grown used to calling Miyuki by her first name. She thought it was cuter and more fitting than Izumi. Miyuki still called Katou the same name out of respect, she was still her senpai of course. The blond had been watching some of Miyuki's anime, while she was working on a drawing. "Hey, Miyuki..." Katou spoke suspiciously. "yes Katou-san?" The blonde felt bad, she was about to ask something quite serious. "Remember that day after we first met... " Miyuki felt a bit concerned, she turned her computer chair to face her properly but Katou was still face away watching the TV. "O-of course I remember..." "You know how I said that..... I found girls attractive...?" "yes I remember..." Miyuki responded intrigued.. There was a pause before Katou spoke again. "W-well that's it, I-I love you Miyuki." She turned around to face Miyuki, her expression slightly concerned. "Ever since that day I've wanted to protect you, care for you and to love you. I... I was just hoping that you felt the same." Miyuki was surprised because she had never seen Katou blush so hard before, Nevertheless she was happy to hear her words. "I've never really been confessed to nor have I done so... S-so I don't really know how I feel about love with another girl... but I think I might have been feeling the same way, s-so please be patient with me, b-but I accept your confession, because I trust you Katou-san." Katou-san had never felt happier. "Oh Miyuki she ran over to the small girl, eliciting a giggle out of her as she was smothered by the girls hug. They soon found themselves on Miyuki's bed embracing each other. "Hey Miyuki is it okay if sleep over tonight?" Miyuki smiled. "Of course I-I'd love that!". The two were up late in the night drinking coffee and making up silly manga stories, Katou even drew some up, though she wasn't an artist in the slightest, Miyuki tried her hardest not to laugh at the funny faces she drew. Soon it was 1 am and the two seemed like it was time to go to bed. Miyuki had made a bed for the tall girl on the floor next to hers. They hugged each other goodnight, and Katou gave Miyuki a kiss on the forehand leaving Miyuki in a blushed state. "Good night Miyuki, I love you." Miyuki blushed hearing the words again. "I-i love you to Katou-san!" Katou-san was the first to fall asleep. Leaving Miyuki in a blushed mess, she hugged her pillow tightly, she thought to herself. "Katou-san loves me!"
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