FluffySeal 18 Posted January 3, 2021 Share Posted January 3, 2021 Well, that sucks. I'm not sure about the layout of the room is her end a dead end? If not, can she crawl under the stalls and get out? Otherwise she has to somehow go around the Robotmonster-thing. Of course without getting discovered, so she maybe can crawl/sneak to the direction she entered the room..? Last resort running fast. Quote Link to comment
Red31299 159 Posted January 3, 2021 Share Posted January 3, 2021 (edited) Ehhhhhh sure on the above, if stealth succeeds could we look at the clothing left behind? Our protagonist will clearly need fresh underwear and other clothes soon. Edited January 3, 2021 by R.M.T.B. (see edit history) Quote Link to comment
Hankjones1738 11 Posted January 3, 2021 Share Posted January 3, 2021 A vent would be a useful escape or another small space she could squeeze through 1 hour ago, Peafowl said: expecting to make a quick getaway though not having a moment to rezip her pants. Oh no it would be terrible for her to lose her pants in this cold or have them fall down during a Chase Quote Link to comment
Seifer69 744 Posted January 3, 2021 Share Posted January 3, 2021 (edited) Sneaking away quietly is the only real option not sure how effective that would be now she is getting desperate to pee. Once she is safe finding more clothes is a must Edited January 3, 2021 by Seifer69 (see edit history) Quote Link to comment
Peafowl 1,113 Posted January 3, 2021 Author Share Posted January 3, 2021 (edited) Irene gulped, and dived for the floor, squeamishly trying to ignore what filth had accumulated over the years on it. As each closer stall got smashed by the robot, she crawled under and out the stall door and looked for a path to sneak around the currently distracted robot. When a gap presented itself between the wall and the robot's sharp clawed feet, she quickly tiptoed behind towards the shower room. Her heart raced, and each step she took she leaked into her panties, tingling too much in fear to hold properly. The robot kept smashing stalls until the final stall was destroyed, and then it began to dig through the rubble, as if looking for its victim. Irene began to uncontrollably whimper in fear as she came so close to the shower room, alerting the robot to turn around. Irene immediately went from a tiptoe to a dead sprint, slipping on the wet tiles. She got onto her fours, and crawled as fast as possible as lashing claws came down around her. She tossed and turned, dodging the bladed arms, all while screaming in terror. Ducking and weaving she managed to make her way to the locker room without so much as a scratch. The robot slipped on a puddle in the shower room, giving Irene an opportunity to jump under the fallen lockers to crawl. The robot, confused by all the cluttered lockers, began stabbing everything, fortunately missing Irene with each strike. She curled up in terror, and looked around for a way out. YES! She saw in great relief a vent, a big heater vent smashed open by a locker. Without any power in the facility it would be completely safe for her to crawl through. She steeled her muscles, and like a lizard she ran on all fours to the vent, diving in as one last bladed arm of the robot stabbed the ground just barely nicking some rubber off her shoe. Irene kept crawling fast as the robot began to reach into the vent, though too big to pursue any farther. Soon the robot gave up, and ran off, its thumping fading into the distance. As Irene crawled, a vent grate broke under her, and she fell onto the floor below, another mysterious hallway. I made it! she cried in relief, resting on her back to catch her breath. Irene was an entire level lower than the robot, so she could at least say she got away. A smile quivered in Irene's face as she thanked the Lord for being alive, but then her smile was wiped off as she looked down at her body, causing tears to form in her eyes. Irene was, thankfully, not hurt. Just a couple of small white scratches from the lockers. However, what she did see, was: A) Her pants had gone missing. When she crawled under the lockers, a loose screw tugged her pants right off by the belt loop, and Irene was too terrified to notice. She was now in nothing but her shirt, underwear, and shoes, and she still needed to pee, the crotch of her panties being quite wet already. Now she had to hold with her bare brown legs exposed. B) She had almost completely peed herself. When the robot lashed at her in the showers, her bladder couldn't take it and she kept squirting with every toss and turn. When she crawled through the lockers, pee trickled out from behind like a steady stream, leaving a trail on her path. Unfortunately, in her attempt to hold, she had only emptied half her bladder in fear, and she still felt an urge to go. Now her pants, and a little of her shirt, were completely soaked in pee, yet her bladder still felt full. C) Her shirt had torn off. One of the robot's blades had swung just close enough to Irene's body that her shirt got sliced off without getting hit on her skin. She had crawled through the locker room completely topless, too scared and prioritized to realize. Now she was in nothing but her shoes, leaking pants, and bra, in the cold of the hallway. She also still needed to pee, leaking only enough to not significantly empty her bladder, and she could see her bare brown abdomen expose a bladder bulge. Also, where is Irene now, after falling through the vent? A) A generator quadrant, completely shut down and cold, full of generators, boilers, exposed circuits and lots of crawl spaces. B) A garbage disposal unit, with disgusting decaying trash and heavy machinery to dispose off garbage. C) A medical wing, clean, and bound to have spare clothes, but with way fewer spots to hide due to all the glass, and lots of sharp needles everywhere to dodge. Edited January 3, 2021 by Peafowl (see edit history) Quote Link to comment
Seifer69 744 Posted January 3, 2021 Share Posted January 3, 2021 This is good so far. Lets go B and C. Quote Link to comment
trekkie 1,098 Posted January 3, 2021 Share Posted January 3, 2021 A,A! loving this, btw. Quote Link to comment
Apertado 131 Posted January 3, 2021 Share Posted January 3, 2021 A,A This is awesome by the way! Quote Link to comment
Peafowl 1,113 Posted January 4, 2021 Author Share Posted January 4, 2021 Just now, Epicfrog50 said: A,C Tie breaker Quote Link to comment
Peafowl 1,113 Posted January 4, 2021 Author Share Posted January 4, 2021 Choices A and C. The Infirmary Bladder: 95% Mental State: Terrified -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Irene began to cry, completely disoriented with her surroundings. She instinctively tugged her shirt down to cover her white cotton panties, which were now partially soaked at the crotch, and she clamped hard on her crotch to hold her now bursting bladder. The cold air bit hard as her legs clattered together, goosebumps raising the fuzz on her skin. She closed her eyes, hoping this was all just a bad dream and she'd wake up in her cozy bed in her warm house in clean clothes with an empty bathroom next to her room, but this was all happening for real. Biting her lip and clamping down hard, she struggled to stand herself back up, and she waddled down the hallway to find a toilet. Further down the hallways she encountered a glass door, labeled with a frosted sign reading "Enfermería" with the signature red cross. The glass was cracked, and as Irene peered inside she could see lights flicker from broken fixtures, cots and surgery carts left abandoned, and blood stains all over the floor and walls. Irene swallowed as she saw the blood stains streak across everywhere, suggesting pulling and dragging. Hand prints dragged along the walls, and through one window completely frosted for privacy revealed the silhouette of someone leaning dead against it. The door pushed open easily, and Irene waddled in, her pussy tingling in desperation and fear as pee leaked through her panties. She carefully navigated the hall to avoid being cut by broken glass and stray syringes, and cautiously approached every corner to ensure the robot was still not around. The blood stains were completely dry, suggesting all the carnage did not happen recently. When Irene peaked into a storage room she jumped, seeing an arm of the robot, though this time it was completely detached and rusted over, with its blade stuck in the wall pinning the unfortunate corpse of a nurse. With a quick glance she saw a box with spare clothes, and she rushed over to grab something to both warm her up and hide her shame. To her disappointment, all that was present were patients' scrubs with the slit along the back that exposed the butt. The scrubs however covered a bit farther down her legs, so even though they provided her no meaningful amount of added modesty, she could feel slightly warmer. She put the scrubs over her shirt, and tied a lace down by her waist to keep her garb from flapping everywhere in the wind. She overlapped the two ends of her scrubs over her butt in an attempt to hide her panties, but they kept sliding open with each movement. Giving up, she continued back into the ward to find a bathroom. Her bladder wept for release, surges pulsing through to try and squirt pee, her sphincter growing more and more exhausted as she rubbed with her hands and thighs and her knees crossed over tightly. It was then she really considered just sucking it up and peeing anywhere. Why am I so scared to pee? There's nobody here to watch me! she thought, equally confused by her own logic, but her memory still made her greatly uncomfortable. But her bladder was bursting, and she was running out of time. I can't take it anymore! she cried, as she darted into an operating room, pee starting to drizzle from her panties. She found a counter with a sink, dropped her panties, and hopped her butt over the sink to relieve herself. But she was frozen still. After all the bursting and leaking, suddenly she couldn't pee. Her bladder still strained and begged for release, but she couldn't get herself to let lose, even trying to push. She was too distracted thinking about the robot, as she became paranoid that the moment she started peeing, the robot would appear and attack her. Her entire body trembled, her pussy tingling as only small drops of pee leaked through, still too afraid to open her faucet. She took deep breaths, calmed herself down, and shot a jet of pee into the sink. Her muscles still incredibly tense, she involuntarily returned to holding, her bladder now only slightly less than bursting. She tried to push her abdomen to encourage the pee out but she was just too scared, whimpering in anticipation of the robot. Her fears were realized when the sound of shattered glass erupted. I-it's here! she cried, her brown skin turning pale, her entire body shivering, her pussy finally shooting another spurt of pee before tensing again. Irene panicked, desperate to find a place to hide or run. She looked around, pulled up her panties, and... A) ... crawled into the cabinet under the sink B) ... dove under the bed hidden behind overhanging sheets C) ... dashed out of the room and made a run for it FluffySeal 1 Quote Link to comment
trekkie 1,098 Posted January 4, 2021 Share Posted January 4, 2021 The suspense is killing me! Must be hard to have a plan for every possibility when you give us the choices. Anyway, b. Quote Link to comment
Seifer69 744 Posted January 4, 2021 Share Posted January 4, 2021 lets try A this time. (Possibly she is in there until she wets herself fully as she is too scared to move for a long time) Quote Link to comment
Peafowl 1,113 Posted January 4, 2021 Author Share Posted January 4, 2021 2 minutes ago, trekkie said: The suspense is killing me! Must be hard to have a plan for every possibility when you give us the choices. I make it up as I go. 1 minute ago, Seifer69 said: lets try A this time. (Possibly she is in there until she wets herself fully as she is too scared to move for a long time) Well she'd better hold like her life depended on it. Quote Link to comment
Seifer69 744 Posted January 4, 2021 Share Posted January 4, 2021 5 minutes ago, Peafowl said: I make it up as I go. Well she'd better hold like her life depended on it. We shall see. Quote Link to comment
FluffySeal 18 Posted January 4, 2021 Share Posted January 4, 2021 B 2 hours ago, Peafowl said: I make it up as I go. Thats impressive. It reads like you had this already planned ahead. Quote Link to comment
Apertado 131 Posted January 4, 2021 Share Posted January 4, 2021 Keep up the great work! A, let's have her hide under the sink Quote Link to comment
Hankjones1738 11 Posted January 4, 2021 Share Posted January 4, 2021 B at least she can run away if she’s found Quote Link to comment
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