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                                                                                                                               Prologue - Morning Introductions
                                                                                                                                 Features: Pull-ups, bedwetting



"My beautiful girl. All grown up and ready to fight the world. Heading out so young, just like your father." Sniffling noises followed the sentence as the mother watched her daughter kneel down and begin tying laces and threads together. Unable to control her nose the mother's tears started to run.

"Mom! It's not like I'll be gone forever." Pulling tight on the threads Katie exhaled, satisfied that the boots would not be sliding off anytime soon. Standing back up she tugged at the bracers she had equiped. Originally they had belonged to her father. As such, no matter how hard she tried tightening them it just did not feel comfortable.

"Don't be late for the ceremony." The words from her mother became croaky as she tried hard not to keep crying... unsuccessfully. Smirking, Katie gave up with the adjustments. Stepping a few paces to her side she instead tried to get a view of herself in the family mirror in the center of the hallway.

She had not always liked her looks. Many times through her childhood did she recall becoming upset at something with her appearance. Parental love did a lot to comfort her alongside the odd hearsay of other town kids suffering similarly. It was different now. She had grown up and was ready to face the world. Opposite Katie stood her image. Short blonde hair that matched her bright blue eyes. Originally she had flowing brown hair but after several protests her family had saved up funds to change this for good. Dressing for the occasion she had adopted a casual outfit - A plain white blouse covered her upper body and arms. Awkwardly sized bracers hung at the bottom of her arms affording some meager protection. Ontop of the blouse was a brown leather corset that her mother had assisted in her securing.

Matching the theme were her new black leather pants. It had taken Katie many months of local working and errand-running to afford them, something she instantly fell in love with knowing what type of future awaited her. Pairing with the pants were her old boots. Unlike the bracers which belonged to her father the boots belonged to her mother. 'Built to last' was the phrase they often laughed over, for aside from lace replacements the shoes were flawless. Still watching her reflection Katie bended her legs one after the other. Pleased that the boots were secured and the pants stuck to her skin she looked up.

For the first time in a long while she smiled to herself. Inside she could only describe it as a door closing - the goodbye to her child self. Turning around to her mother she reached out for a hug. Following in her mothers steps she stood at a mere 5' 2" - Tiny in comparison to the father and husband who was well over 6 feet tall. Embracing for a moment Katie gently let her mother know it was enough. Stepping backwards she immediately went back to wiping her eyes and continuing with her happy crying.

"I've prepared your bag for you." Leading Katie back towards the kitchen the soon to be adventurer saw the haversack on the wooden table. Besides it lay dried bread on a towel with some fruit and a spare waterskin. While the family weren't struggling day to day with their wealth Katie knew that the efforts her mother had gone to must have taken a bit of her own savings.

"Thanks, Mom. I.. I promise to visit and tell you of all the stories." Her mother simply nodded and kept wiping her eyes as she finally succeeded in settling down. Approaching the bag Katie grabbed the supplies and opened them up the front, pushing the insides of the front pouch further outwards as she managed to make space for the food. As she opened up the main section of the bag her hands paused causing the waterskin to slide back onto the table. Heat soon reached her face as she gingerly reached forward to grab at the object laying closest to the bag opening.

It was undeniable.

"Uh.. M-Mom?" Still red-faced Katie pulled out the top object, frowning as she spied a further two underneath it. Turning around she clutched the fluffy cotton garment.
"Why are these in h-here?" Looking down at her own feet as she spoke, Katie cringing as her voice broke.

"Oh darling. It's just to help you." Warm hands clapsed around her own. Refusing the eye contact the hands instead glided around Katie's, one removing the garment she held and the gripping her spare hand hard.
"Don't get upset. Mothers know what is best. Nobody else need know, flower." Like musical notes the words reached deep. The warm hands of her mother pushed against her chin softly, urging it to look back upwards. Hesitating for a moment Katie returned the look as the hands then brushed against her face.

"Our secret." A single kiss was planted on her cheek. She gulped once, nodding. Loath to admit it deep down she knew her mother was correct. Since she had hit her teenage years she had also been cursed with the need for such garments. 'Pull-ups', the children and mothers called them. Normally they were intended for children not yet trained to use a pot or privy. Unfortunately for Katie, such a feat was impossible mid sleep. Instead she had to put her trust in the pull-ups she wore to spare her dignity from a wet bed - the garments would instead absorb her sleeping wet like a weird leech. The fact her ailment was not constant meant there were times Katie would wear the pull-up and spare it in the night both to a mixture of relief and frustration.

"I should go. If I miss the ceremony I have to wait a whole month." Stroking the side of her cheek Katie watched her mother put the garment back into her bag. Embarrassed as she was she was also grateful to be with only her... she was not sure how she would respond if her father knew she wasn't as grown up as she looked. Sighing deeply she stepped forward and pulled the bag over her shoulder. Walking to the door at the front of the house she turned one last time to her mother. A teary smile returned her way as she placed a hand over her heart. Mouthing the words 'I love you' Katie returned the sentiment and left her home quickly for worry of coming down emotionally like her mother. Taking a deep breath in her eyes scanned the town.

Along the row of houses she could see several families stood at their doorways, contrasting to the relatively empty streets. The odd few people she saw walking towards the town hall were easily identified - Townsfolk of similar age to herself. Every one of them would be heading to the hall for the ceremony where after a night of celebrations they would be on their way into adult life as was tradition. Checking to her left and right the same scene repeated - Goodbyes, cheers and laughter. Most of the people would likely return home to their families in the evening - Katie had resorted to leaving immediately to get her head start. Many of the people around her would likely join trading or crafts professions. Some of the more athletic could find work in the militia... but she knew of none like herself who would be leaving for a long time.

Leaving the steps of her home she joined into the convoy of young adults, contemplating what lay ahead.

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After an hour Katie found herself inside the hall. Smiling and nodding to friendly faces as she got herself into position near the back wall her eyes bounced across too many souls to remember. What she had not expected was how quick the ceremony would be. Struggling to see the stage from the back of the room she only heard muffled whispers about a man stepping up to address them. Too far away and without any aid to boosting his voice she struggled to hear him clearly though the words he spoke had a positive impact. The men and women up front started cheering like their families had on the way to the ceremony

Taking the opportunity as soon as the speech was finished Katie had left, hoping the early departure would not draw a negative image to herself. Plans had already been made to venture south to a new town, not just to experience new sights but to assist the locals. Every adventurer had their story and rise to fame. Already equipped with her gear the only thing she had lacked was a weapon, something that was easily fixed with a visit to the armoury shop on her way out the town. Several gold pieces down but now armed with a steel blade she left.

After following the road for nearly seven hours with little time spent on breaks unless nature called she had arrived in the town she was aiming for. Typical for someone of her occupation she had bee-lined straight towards the closest tavern, pleased to find it in a lively shape. Blue eyes met a variety of individuals each merry in their own way. After ordering a meal and her first ever acoholic beverage the girl aimed for a secluded corner to relax. Before such delights could be delivered, however, the young adventurer was assaulted by homesickness. Miles from home, alone and on a daring journey was all it took for a little fear to set in.

Unnerved by the feeling Katie mumbled their thanks and made quick work of the meal. A small tip secured the girl a room for the night to hide away from the worries of the world. Hurrying upstairs the girl rushed into the available room and observed the appearance and features. First her eyes looked to the window, noting that it was high up and could be a struggle to reach if she needed to. Next was the bed, straw and plain. A small rug lay on the wooden floor panels with the edges stuck under the bed legs. A tiny stool and table were upsidedown on the other side of the room along with a single lamp for light, unlit of course.

'It's just nasty thoughts. It's a big day and this is all so very new.' Thinking the words bluffed her into a sense of confidence. Giving the room a deep inspection and finding no causes of concern the key was finally shoved in to the lock to rest away the stress of travel. Momentarily relieved from the sickness trying to lull her homewards she settled down next to the straw bed, carefully opening the backpack.

Redness returned once more as her hands reached for the pull-up at the top of the bag. A glance back to the window secured her peace of mind that nobody would be snooping on her. Despite the privacy a sense of urgency swept over her to finish the tasks as soon as possible. With speed laces were undone and clothing was pulled off. In moments the garment was pulled up and a night gown was placed overhead. Still slightly distressed the Warrior crawled into the bed, burying themselves away for the night.

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A single bang shook her from her slumber to full alertness. Quick reflexes combated sleepiness to get her blurred eyes scanning the room. Satisfied there were no shadowy forms hiding in the corners a deep exhale fought to calm the panicked heart. An unfamiliar room became more outlined hands rubbed their eyes. Unmoving, steadiness returned to the girl who lay on the bed. Little light was coming through the window though a bright glow was near the underneath of the door - The lamp in the hallway was lit. Shuffling into an upright position she began the next steps of waking up. The tip of her finger reached under the nightgown to assess how well she had survived the night.

Nail met spongey fabric. A few more testing prods confirmed the worst in that once more she had failed. Sighing with disappointment Katie carefully lifted the blanket cover to check the rest of her bed. Seeing no signs of damage it confirmed that the garment had held. Huffing yet again she climbed out of the bedding to dress herself properly for the day. Reaching for the bag the girl paused.

Realization hit that they were in a new place. Unlike the procedure at home when this happened, this was a whole new place. Worry spread rapidly throughout her body.

'How do I even get rid of this?'

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5 hours ago, RMTB said:

Good to see you back. Looking forward to the soiled underwear.
Quick question though, do you plan for this to be entirely diapers or a mix of both kinds?

Hello. Thank you.

I intend for it to be a mix - starting a journey is stressful and can have adverse effects on a young adventurer ☺️

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                                                                                                                   1 - A New Day
                                                                                                         Features: Pull-ups, wetting


Standing awkwardly beside her bed the girl looked back and forth between her bag and her nightgown, unsure what to do about the used pull-up she was still wearing. At her home she was comforted by the fact she could remove it and have it binned, never to be seen again by anyone except maybe her mother.

'Think. Think!' Still conflicted she tried to find a solution. Spending a few minutes pacing resulted in nothing useful. Sighing, Katie accepted that she would be unable to use her normal tactics. She would have to adapt to the new environment. 'It's fine. No need to panic.' Attempting to settle herself down she moved over to the table that had been flipped over. Reaching for the lantern she brought it over to her backpack.

The possibility of waiting until it was safe rest in her mind, though such a thing would be impossible to know until she ventured out in the hallway itself. The next obvious issue is where she could dispose of her pull-up. Shadowing both of these was the deep worry of being seen. The last alone had to be achieved at all costs less the risk of embarrassment prove lethal. Mulling over such points Katie opted to wait some extra minutes. Moving her head closer to the door she eagerly listened out for any activity... if it was quiet enough, she could risk searching for a fix to her issue. Minutes passed. Pressed up against the wood her ears strained to find any source of noise. Instead her waking body had made her realize her issues were far from over as a numb weight made itself known. Despite her night shame, Katie still needed to go. Distracted by the feeling she lost focus in her main aim. More thinking only delayed what was inevitable as her lower body soon became host to a stinging sensation.

Alarm bells started ringing in her mind when she came to her senses a short while later, noticing that she was crossing her legs and the urge to pee had grown much stronger. Accepting that if she stayed as she was much longer would result in problems, Katie picked up the unlit lantern once more and unlocked the door. Relieved that there was not a large 'bang' as she did so, Katie pulled the handle and opened the door bit by bit. Creaking noises met her ears making her wince as she continued but she knew she could not give up. Peering to the left and right showed that there were no people in waiting so she stepped out and closed her door. Her insides throbbed as they pleaded for release. Awkwardly shuffling to the nearest lit lantern she fiddled around with it to light her own.

'Come on. Third of the way there. Just find a privy and get rid of... this.' Heading towards the stairs showed the girl that more lights were still lit downstairs. Failing to hear any noise coming from roudy patrons she silently pleaded that they had gone back home to sleep. Floorboards creaked as she made her way down on her tip-toes until at last she entered the main room.

She was wrong in her predictions. Although far quieter than when she had arrived it was clear that the open room still had its guests. A different bartender stood at the front just idly twiddling his thumbs. On her right beyond the closest table sat an Elf fiddling with leather bags and pouches. A group of dwarves were in the opposite corner still enjoying their drinks. They did not react to her presence so Katie did the same, choosing instead to continue her hunched tip-toeing around the bar towards the back of the tavern. Looking left as she did so her eyes locked with the bartender - a middle aged man with a scruffy beard and old tunic. He simply smiled as she sneaked past. Too distracted with her problem she spun her face back to the front and rushed for the door a few feet in front of her.

Cold winds met her face as she met the night air for the first time. Briefly shocked Katie couldn't help but look to the night sky of deep blues, whites and yellows of the stars above. The beauty was short-lived as a spike in her urgency rose. Caught off guard the girl couldn't help but whimper out loud. Slapping a hand over her mouth and shoving the other hand down to her crotch Katie desperately looked around for her relief. Nothing helpful came into view. Limping around the left side of the building to check if the privies were there also resulted in disappointment.

Still the desperation rose. Panicked would be an understatement as she felt her heartrate climbing higher. Sweat starting to form and trickle down the side of her face. Feeling helpless she spun on the spot and rushed towards the tavern once again. The liquids inside sloshed around causing pain and discomfort but Katie did not care. Slamming into the door one arm had throbbing pains from the impact, the other was glued to her body as the need to 'go' became the worst she had experienced. Her eyes darted to where the bartender would be, quickly locking on as her legs automatically moved closer.

"P-P....Privy?!" Her cheeks started to boil. The man on the other side of the bar arched his eyebrows as he looked back to the door.

"There's two out the back. Couldn't ya see them? There's one upstairs, round the bend." Her head spun back towards the door to the outside as he started talking.

She felt the gates open, freezing in place as a spurt of her insides left without permission. Encouraged by the release the rest of her body clamped down. Her gut was on fire. Daring not to move the girl shoved both hands down, wincing as they felt the spongey material through the nightgown push inwards too.

"...Upstairs is probably quicker." Almost crouching at the ground she was able to summon enough energy to look at the bartender and nod. Swiveling on the spot Katie began almost crawling to the stairs.

'Almost there.' Each step shook her. It was taking all of her concentration not to give up or slip on the stairs. Still her body pushed.

'Why do I have to go so badly?!' The question lingered in her mind as another spurt broke free. Gasping out loud the girl lowered the lantern to the floor. Now at the top of the stairs she kept on pushing onwards. Her speed had decreased to a snails pace.

She passed her room, groaning as the battle raged on inside her. Then the neighbours room. Reaching the intersection in the hallway she turned left, her eyes lighting up in relief at what lay before her - The unmistakable sign of an open room with a privy mere seconds away

Hssssss.

Her legs were stuck. She felt the gates break. Her ears could hear the enemy's victory. Still she could not move. Her insides started to shrink and feel lighter. Her underneath started to feel warm and heavier. A pathetic whimper and single tear left Katie as control was finally regained. Daring not to walk normally she hobbled towards the room, shutting the door and locking it for security before finally falling over the hole. Wasting no time the girl picked up the edge of her nightgown and lifted it, shoving it just above her chest to check the damage.

The garment was ruined. What was once white was obviously yellow. Huffing yet again Katie dared to unlock the door and quickly check the floorboards until the room, confirming that it had done its job right until the end. Miraculously the pull-up had not leaked. At maximum capacity and swollen to more than twice its original size it was a sight to behold.

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Lacking a bin Katie was left with the only option remaining... depositing the pull-up down the pipe connected to the hole. Carefully wiggling side to side the overloaded pull-up slipped down her legs and landed on the floor with an audible splat. Shirking away from the sodden garment she picked it up by the very edges and dropped it into the pipe, relieved to see it vanish forever.

'Why..?' Hovering next to the privy she kept repeating the question in her mind. She had wet herself in her sleep... Why did she have to go so much? Such contemplating was interrupted with a bodily signal for her to finish her business. Turning around and taking the seat her eyes opened with understanding. She had been traveling on the roads for a long time and had a meal and drink when she arrived before going to bed... She had neglected the capacity of her bladder. Having suffered most of the journey and the night it was now no surprise that it had gone beyond its normal limits and caused her such distress.

The girl cursed. Her own foolish actions were the cause of the whole ordeal. Vowing to do better she brushed at her face and focused on fixing herself up.

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An hour later the young Warrior closed the door to their tavern room. Minus one pull-up but now properly awake the girl had replaced their underwear with snug fitting briefs. A quick sniff of her clothes from yesterday was all that was needed to satisfy any concerns of bad smells. Now equipped with the leather pants, blouse and accessorised armour Katie rolled her shoulders back, stretching and yawning with one arm while clumsily locking her room with the free arm.

Almost lightly bouncing down the steps the young woman went back down to the bar for breakfast. The dwarves she had spotted earlier had vanished though the elf was still present, as was the barkeep. Approaching him the man simply smirked.

"Made it in one piece then? What can I get ye?" An uncontrolled nervous chuckle left Katie as she rubbed her arms awkwardly. Not wanting to dwell on the topic she instead asked for a breakfast staple. Passing over coins she made her way over to the other side of the tavern. A few minutes later the bartender rejoined her, supplying a now hungry adventurer with warm porridge and a mug of water. In no rush and with it being a brand new day the girl settled in to the meal and comforts of the tavern.

Five minutes into the short rest the girl noticed they were seated close to a board built in to the taverns wooden walls. Not close enough to read, it appeared to be a general notice board. Some letters had clear bold titles such as 'Help Wanted', though what caught the Warrior's eye was the 'Looking for Adventurer Group'. Smiling at the good fortune she finished her current spoon of porridge and stepped closer for a better read.

The poster was mostly bland. Black ink scrawled across the parchment sought a group of individuals to look into some beast problems and fix them 'for good', adorned with a winky face. The reward was a small coin but Katie viewed it more so as a step into the adventuring field thinking along the lines of 'small acts gather momentum to larger jobs'. Near the bottom of the poster it directed her to find and speak to 'Shelara'. Puzzled by the lack of direction the girl walked back to the bar.

"Hey. Sorry - Do you know where Shelara is?" Scratching her head as she approached Katie asked the man who would probably know the most about the local area

"Shelara? Right behind ye." Following his finger she realized the elf was the one she was to speak to. Giving thanks the woman spun round and approached.

Katie knew little of the elves. They were not very common in her town and the only stories she had heard were from her mother, telling her about how they were forest folk who did not mix much with the men and women. Where as elves were tall and slender people, men were shorter and more 'rounded' as it had been worded. Of course, this was a direct opposite to the roudy dwarves who were the shortest of the 'most encountered people' but nevertheless they happily traded and visited bars until they were in drunken stupors. Combining well with their party nature - Dwarves had long beards often styled into brilliant patterns but Katie did not know what to expect of elves.

Rounding the table closest to the elf Katie lifted her arm to go with a greeting but her words got stuck. Instead of saying hello her hand subconsciously moved instead to her chest at the moment a heart palpitation occurred. Pausing in her steps she scanned the elf, noting its flowing brown hair and shiny skin. Several bags were on the table in front of it with many more leather pieces of varying sizes scattered over the wood. Compared to her own clothes and basic leather armour the elf was in quite the exotic robe set. Vibrant greens made up the majority of the patterning with the exception of the bright yellow eye that had been sewn into the center as well as much smaller on the shoulders.

"Are you just going to stare at me all morning?" Katie gulped. If first impressions were a given standard for the forest folk then she was in deep trouble.

"Right. Sorry. I saw the poster... Shelara, right?" The elf merely notted and gestured to the chair opposite them. Taking the hint Katie jogged over and sat down. Already her mind was back on to the job at hand.

"You seem eager and ready. A sword... good. How soon can you leave?" The elf's demeanour was calm and collected. They spoke with precision and without hesitation.

"Anytime!" The pitch was slightly higher than she intended. For the first time the elf looked up to Katie, her bright blue eyes meeting twins in another vessel. Keep the gaze for a second the elf lowered their leatherworking. Reaching into a pouch they pulled out supplies - A bright red slice of pie and 2 small clay cups.

"A toast. Good fortune for the coming mission. You are the last team member we need." Keeping silent the Warrior simply nodded. A clay cup was shoved across the wood in her direction. Catching it with both hands she couldn't help but gasp in awe when it mysteriously filled up with a clear liquid. "It's water. Drink, we'll be on the road for some hours." If the elf had any reaction to the girl's amazement she managed to keep it concealed.

"I didn't know this place served pie." She wasn't sure why these words left her mouth. Frowning internally and worried she would come across as a simple folk Katie downed the water from the cup. Gently pushing it over to Shelara she now realized that they had yet to take a single sip.

"It's my own creation. Goodberry pie." The elf took a single bite and then reached for her own clay cup. Finishing the water both cups were placed back into their home along with the remaining food. "We will leave soon. While we wait for the others... let's talk." For the first time the elf displayed emotion. A soft smile spread across Shelara's face as she lowered the bag.

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                                                                                                                    2- Night, Night
                                                                                                         Features: Pull-ups, bedwetting


Leaning against the boulder Katie panted heavily, struggling to get her breath back and any energy after what had just occurred. Sighing heavily she allowed her legs to buckle and let her body slide down near the floor. Turning her neck around she could see the other four members of the team she had joined completing the finishing touches on their defences. Wooden fencing and rocks had been moved to the entrance of their new hideout to block the way. In a few moments time they would be secured and able to rest in the cave that they now inhabited.

Ten minutes prior to her exhaustive collapse they had came to be aware that several paths of wolves were in a frenzy and circling in on their position. Through a plan of sheer cunning they had secured an area for encampment... with the exception of needing bait to complete the task. She was unsure why she volunteered for the role, but Katie had voiced her agility and nimbleness which had been accepted without question. While the main group aimed straight for the cave they had spied, her job was to be a distraction. Sprinting for her life with yelling and screaming was not what she had imagined would take place a day after leaving home.

"Good going girl! The plan worked perfectly" Now she had just been complimented by the largest member of the team - The half naked orc who she hoped was a barbarian. While she had heard that orcs could be civil it had been a shock meeting one so large. Living off the adrenaline and happy to be alive all she could afford to do was a weak thumbs up and a smirk as her lungs worked double time to keep her steady.

"Crazy kid." The middle aged human of the team - A mage - Had also commented although not to the same positivity as the orc. Snarling and growling wolves could be heard outside, though whatever defence had been put in place seemed to keep them at bay. Squinting her eyes the girl could make out a faint blue shimmer dancing in the air. Clueless to any arcane craft Katie merely nodded.

"How long do you think those mutts will hang around?" The gnome cleric spoke up as she pulled away from the barricade. Short in stature, Katie could not deny that they had helped out on more than one occasion in the mission so far. Unlike the dwarves the gnomes were more suited to the urban surface cities. Reaching out and patting them on the shoulder for their attention the girl mouthed 'Thank you' to the gnome who confirmed in kind.

"We should rest. Good work everyone." Shelara's commanding voice echoed through the cave they were inside. Looking up to the elf her mouth fell open in surprise as green vines protruded from her finger tips. Still growing, the vines brushed the cave walls turning the stone into mossy-covered rocks. "That should make sleeping a bit more comfortable." As if to prove a point the elf promptly laid herself down. Now on her side, Shelara opened her bag and withdrew a waterskin.

"Sleep?" Still panting from her sprint Katie's eyes grew wide. Immediately her thoughts turned to her bag which contained her shields. A fast scan of the cave confirmed that privacy would be minimal. They had spent two days of travel reaching the area of conflict and she was relieved that her body had behaved during that time... but the comfort from her protection was invaluable. "Can't we just... leave in a few hours? The wolves are frenzied... right? If we deal with... them one by one-"

"I'm afraid it's not that simple. They're pack hunters. Summet's riled them up - We can track and kill them once we're rested and they're exhausted." The orc huffed and dropped his double bladed axe to the floor with a ringing clatter. Needing no encourage he also laid down and opened up his own rations - Dried bread and a metal flask which smelled strongly of beer.

"Agreed. We should take shifts to listen out. We've already slain a whole pack but we cannot fight three more at once." Hopelessness filled Katie to the core. A glance to the gnome who shrugged and joined in sealed the deal. She was stook in this claustrophobic environment with no escape unless they all agreed.

Over the next fifteen minutes and half a waterskin later the girl had managed to calm herself down. Back to a normal heartrate but still feeling slightly drained from the sprint Katie shuffled into a corner out of the way from the others. Every few seconds her thoughts focused on her bag and the protection she had worn every night for the past five years. Five people in a small cave simply did not mesh well with her woes. The possibility of mentioning something quietly to one of the team and asking for help existed. On the other hand, Katie had known these people for less than a day and would certainly be judged for something as childish as what she was keeping a secret.

Flopping onto her side the girl looked towards the others. The Mage appeared to require no encourage and was already snoozing or faking it. The Cleric was curled up against a pile of moss reading from some scripture. Shelara also appeared to have dozed off although curiously she was now sat upright. This left just the Barbarian to analyze. Unfortunately he had his back towards her so it was impossible to tell if he was active or not.

"I'll take the watch, er.. listen rather." The orc rolled over to look at Katie and simply huffed before going back over. The gnome too nodded and closed their book. Their backpack was much smaller than the rest but it still held a sizable cloak to which the Cleric used to cover it up as a makeshift blanket. Effectively alone the girl tried her best to get comfortable against the walls. Straining her ears she could still make out the odd bit of beastial activity outside. Light from the outside came through the now narrow entrance they had in place though the girl's thoughts lay on the time. The longer they stayed couped up in isolation the worst she would be.

'Might as well be comfortable since I'm going to be up all day' Satisfied that they were not in any immediate danger of their barricade breaking Katie decided to get more comfortable. Slipping into her bedroom and wrapping herself up she kept her ears pinned. Five minutes passed. Then a further ten. After a further thirty boredom had started to take over the guard of the group. A cursory check of the other four confirmed they were all in deep rest. The activity of their chasers were random as far as she could judge, but she was almost certain the noises were getting further away. Not many minutes later she had her first yawn... then another...

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"Hey.. Wake up~"

...

"Wake up... Katie. Wake up."

...

"Wake up."  Light pressure could be felt on her shoulder as Katie stirred. Lazy eyes and blurry vision put a form in front of her head though she could not make it out. Groaning in confusion she closed her eyes once more.

...

"Katie you need to get up."  Once more the eyes partially opened. For a moment the face of the gnome appeared in front of her but darkness soon replaced them again.

"No no, you can't sleep. You- uh.."  Humming a 'uh-huh' the still half asleep girl wafted an arm and fell back into a slumber.

"Katie!" The force pushing on her was a lot stronger. Startled awake properly her eyes darted left and right while she was on her back. Locking on to the gnome she was now aware that the gnome was almost standing on her face. Blinking several times the girl couldn't help but groan at what felt like a forceful awakening.

"Hnn-Huh- What's happened?" Pulling both arms free from her sleeping bag one hand stroked her face while the other stretched. Still watching the gnome above them she saw them look around in the cave before kneeling down to her. Once the cleric had their face next to her own she whispered softly.

"You wet the bed"

Roaring laughter came from the other side of the cave as her brain still processed the words. As she blinked repeatedly the gnome stood up and swayed awkwardly. Some seconds passed with the laughter getting louder and louder. Finally the words clicked - Immediately alarmed she narrowed her eyes at the gnome who shirked away clearly embarrassed. Recognising the facial expression she snapped into action and sat upright.

Her worst fears had come true. The entire lower section of her sleeping bag was obviously soaked. A puddle had formed underneath where she had slept. It was only when she could see the evidence directly that the feeling then hit - Her sense of touch connecting with her mind to inform her of the warm wetness that clung to her legs. The faint odour of her shame then reached her nose.

"I..I-I can explain!" Out of sheer desperation she turned back to the gnome who looked back somberly at them. Her gaze next locked on to the man who had now stopped laughing but held a large grin on his face. Next in the order was Shelara who adverted her gaze as they connected. Mortified her hands recoiled to her chest, criss crossing as she brought her head down to shield her face from the others. The warmth from her legs had transitioned to her face and tears started to openly fall.

"Everyone, out."

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She winced as she stood up in the cave. Each small step she took brought a 'squelch' to her ears. She did not need a mirror to know that she was scarlet. Judging the bedroll to be a lost cause she abandoned it, instead rolling up the other possessions and pulling her bag on. After five minutes she stepped outside to the presence of the whole team. Mercifully she had been spared the judgement of the orc who was either oblivious to what had happened or did not care in the slightest. Unable to look up Katie simply rocked her arms together as she moved up. A few more snorts came from the Mage before a 'thud' and 'Oof' was heard. No words were exchanged but the team understood that it was to set off on its journey again.

A sudden 'Zzzt' cracked in the nearby vicinity and flame lit the nearby area - A torch had been lit by one of the group. The tracking of time had been lost to the Warrior while she slept. Looking to the sky for but a moment showed that it was night. A momentary confusion crossed her mind with the task at the recollection that wolves were nocturnal but she soon shrugged it away, too preoccupied with her shame to keep her mind focused.

During the traveling on the road it clicked with Katie that their pace had slowed. Unsure if something had been mentioned the girl decided to zone in and try and focus once more. A quick pat at her legs let her know she was still in need of a good clean and dry but the majority of the discomfort had been removed. Tapping the sword on her side produced a small 'ting'. Once more the Warrior's ears opened up to the nature around them - The sounds of varying wildlife met their ears. Silently cursing for not being focused on the task the girl carefully drew her blade. Made of steel and with a wrapped handle the weapon settled comfortably in her palm.

A sudden animalistic cry alarmed the rest of the team immediately causing the Barbarian to draw their great weapon. Thanking her instinct for getting her ready a moment before she already found her training taking over. Drawn to the attention the adventuring party found themselves being dragged off the road and into the forest. Advancing closer they confirmed the sound of more crying.

"Something's injured. Steady." The Barbarian spoke with as quiet a tone as it could manage. Still pushing further the party soon found their prize - A clearing and yet another cave. Outside the cave lay a wounded deer. Next to it lay two wolves that had not put it out of its misery. Beyond it lay the next pack that they would deal with. One by one the party members separated slightly from one another to give room for the upcoming combat. Keeping to the original plan, Katie moved to the right to shield the gnome from any attacks while the other three kept in the center and left.

"They're not being normal.. why?" As the gnome clutched their pendant an echoing howl rang through the woodland. Losing the opportunity to sneak the girl instead readied her combat stance. From the other side of the clearing came their targets. Like moths to a flame both groups would be clashing. A warcry came from her left right as the first wolf swerved closer to the gnome and young girl. Stepping forward a few paces Katie locked eyes with the beast, backpeddling at the last moment when it lunged to deliver a downwards chop. With a yelp she knew she had scored true and swiftly drove the blade in for a piercing attack.

'They're slower... Sloppy.' From behind, a soft glow slowly illuminated the entire area. Eyeing her surrondings the girl knew that they were winning the first fight. A lot more noise was coming from the other group as they pushed their dual attack. With aid from mysterious magic the Warrior and Cleric managed to beat another three wolves down.

"This is a lot easier than expected." Jinxing the world with such a statement more howling and beastial calls thundered into the sky some distance away. Winning the second fight had turned the tables but yet again they were going to be surrounded.

"Stick near that cave. If they get behind us we're done for." Sighing to herself the girl complied, knowing that they would be in for some grueling battles for a good while longer.

--

Following the final battle Katie had wasted no time in quenching her thirst as well as pouring excess water onto herself to cool herself down from the heat of battle. Suffering from several bite marks and a nasty claw across her side which had thankfully not ripped the leather the girl slumped into the grass fatigued. The quick breather allowed the girl to analyse their surroundings. Aside from the several pelts that they could possibly harvest she was relieved to see that nobody else had suffered serious damage. The mission was a success.

Merry in nature and content with the minor wounds they had received the team of five were given a cursory check over by the Cleric. Being the only one to be properly damaged Katie winced as the gnome touched and prodded their injuries. A soothing paste was applied on the exposed cuts while a golden glow covered her torso. In mere seconds the aches and pains she had received from the battles faded and so they returned to the road once more. The new destination was back to town to inform their contact of a job well done.

The groups decisions had distrupted their normal sleeping pattern. Hoping to fix such an error they collectively agreed to will themselves on to travel for an extended period of time. Having spent the majority of the late night and early morning resting and then fighting this resulted in a slowed dayward walk. Keeping to the path the team managed to pass the odd traveler where warnings were shared of the beasts down the road. The adventuring party may has disposed of several packs but it would be foolish to suggest they had killed off every single stray.

Hours passed. During the time Katie managed to learn more of her newfound team-mates. The Cleric was on a pilgrimage to discover the answer to a riddle they had been proposed, though the twist was that they were not allowed to share the question. Perplexed by the ruling the girl simply nodded in understanding and wished the gnome good fortune in finding answers. More praise was given to their abilities to which the others also joined in with. The reaction the shorter being had made Katie surmise that they did not like being the center of attention, something she could definitely relate to. Shelara, the team leader and voice of reason was actually a Druid. A short chat confirmed that her life as an adventurer was also new. The elf shared words of their culture and upbringing. Despite her appearance the elf was over seventy, though at home she was not yet considered an adult despite being physically and mentally there. Fascinated, the girl thanked her for her words.

The Barbarian was an odd being in her mind. Orcs were rare in the world and often kept to themselves for fear of dying. The massive companion confirmed that they had been warned of such before they adventured out into the world muttering something about an omen of bad luck and betrayal. Not wanting to be a catalyst for any negativity the young woman thanked the Barbarian for the insight and praised them on their combat prowess. The following laughter and big toothy grin certainly alarmed Katie, even if it was a positive reaction. Last in the team was the Mage to which Katie avoided. Anger came to mind when she looked at him, even if he was a competent spell caster. Giving no further thoughts to that she had dismissed him during the travels.

"I'm bloody dying! No more, we stop here." The Barbarian had given up with the day. Looking to the sky Katie accepted that the timing was right. Once more night started to fall so the traveling party took the wise decision to set up camp. Unlike the cave they had camped in previously the newer temporary home was between trees and shrubbery. While some of the team stayed in the area to set up their bedrolls the others split for the area and ventured out in the woods alone. Seizing the initiative Katie did the same, heading out in a different direction. Satisfied that she had put enough distance between them the girl ripped open the bag and dropped into a squat. The buildup on her insides soon faded. Sighing in relief Katie rummaged in her bag. Pulling out a pull-up her pants were swiftly moved and her protection was applied.

Mercifully any hints of her accident the night before had vanished. For a moment her eyes lingered on the nightgown. Wisdom kicked in, convincing her that removing any armour would be a bad decision while they still were not safe. Still ashamed of what she had done she was grateful that it had not resulted in any rashes or problematic issues so the girl returned to the camp.

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Tweeting songbirds ushered their song into her ear. Stirring, the girl groaned as her eyes opened to the world.

Much more alert than the previous night Katie eyed around for her companions. The Mage and Barbarian were still snoozing, as was the Cleric. Finally her eyes landed on the Druid who was sat perfectly upright, albeit eyes closed. Confused on the sleeping preference Katie then checked closer to home. Lacking a sleeping roll her sleep was somewhat uncomfortable but the exhaustion prevailed and she had dozed off quickly. Now awake and under some minor aches and pains her mind switched to the more personal issue. Slipping a finger past her waistband she navigated it to her crotch. A few taps confirmed that the shield was needed and had done its job.

Quietly sighing the girl did her best to get up. Standing upright she managed to do a few stretches before picking up her bag and heading back out into the woods. Finding some distance and looking back to see if any of her new friends had stirred, Katie once more lowered her clothes. Ripping her used garment off her body she fiddled with the group for some moments trying to bury it, content that the fact it was made from plants would help to break it down and become one with nature again.

Now nude the girl looked at the bag, eyes bouncing between her normal adult briefs and the more childlike. Initially she reached for the briefs but shirked away at the last moment. Reluctantly her hands instead gripped a new pull-up which was quickly applied and hidden by the leather pants being pulled up.

'If we have another day of traveling I might as well already be sorted.'

Yet again Katie looked towards the camp. Peering through the trees it seemed the others had yet to be disturbed. Not wanting to wake them early from their slumbing the girl instead opted for a short woodland stroll.

Lightly trodding through the nearby area the Warrior paused when they entered a clearing full of bushes. Unlike the constant browns and greens that had surrounded them this small area was full of bright reds and purples. Stepping closer Katie's eyes widened.

'Are these her berries?' Plucking a red one from the bush her mouth was assaulted with fruity sweetness. A smile etched onto her face as she plucked a dozen more, downing them one after the other. Bringing in some restrain after the last berry she ate she chuckled and started harvesting the rest, her mind set on what a nice surprise this would be.

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                                                                                                                    3 - Sickened Delights
                                                                                                              Features: Pull-ups, messing

 

Returning to the camp the young Warrior smiled. Feeling rejuvenated she swirled her arms a few times to warm them up and then looked around at her companions. The gnome and elf extended the warm greeting as they sat down for breakfast. Practically hopping over to join them the girl opened her own rations. Armed with dried meat and water for this occasion she started to eat and partake in small talk.

Towards the end of her meal a bloated feeling encompassed her stomach. Struggling, Katie managed to finish off the last of the meat. Puffing out the air in their lungs she rose to a stand. A slight sluggishness contrasted the high mood she was feeling.

"We should reach town by nightfall." The elf was matter of fact. Brushing off their robes she reached for the wooden staff that had been lowered to the floor. Not noticing it previously Katie presumed it was newly acquired.

"Finally. No more rough sleeping then?"

"I can take point. Kind of scout ahead." The others nodded at this suggestion. Intended to burn off her large breakfast Katie set to the path.

Checking behind herself as she marched up the road Katie stretched. Transferring into a light jog she set some distance between the others to make the most of the scouting role she had claimed. If they could avoid interruptions or issues there was the possibility of reaching town before nightfall, though that might involve speed walking along the way.

Eyes scanned left, right and upwards. The sky was clear and very few birds were airborne. Woodlands and open fields covered the left and right of the path respectively. Still a way out from the town most of the fields had turned into farmland. If an issue arose it could take hours for someone to resolve it as exampled by their result wolf hunt mission. The woodland was left undisturbed - The towns imported wood from a lumber camp very far away which meant there were minimal distruptions to the wild life. This contradicted the nature of the recent wolf attacks, something the party had talked about late last night. With luck, their report would allow them to uncover what was upsetting the natural order.

Ninety minutes into the march Katie felt things were off. She was not lazy and was more than capable of walking for many hours - Yet as she stepped on the more she felt a general unease. Discomforts started in her abdomen and aches followed not long after, gripping her limbs and main body. Perplexed by the randomness of her feelings she shook her head and kept pushing onwards. Drinking the majority of her waterskin the girl kept on the march. Banging her hands against her chest a few times encouraged a light belch but nothing else.

After the fourth hour on the roads she managed to hone in on voices coming from behind. Turning her head she was surprised to see that it was the rest of her team. Giving a wave and thumbs up she saw the Barbarian return the favour.

'They must have picked up the pace.' Once again Katie tried to settle herself back into a jog. Instead, as she worked up her legs a deep ache gripped her to the point of pain. Perplexed by the pain she did not argue any further and resumed the walk at her current pace. 'Soon we'll be back home.'

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Two stops for personal business and another three hours later the group entered an open area not far from the town. Standing atop a hill the party of five slowed to a crawl. Giving off some light cheers and 'woo's' at the sight of the town in the distance they turned their attention to a clearing at the bottom of the hill bordering the forest. A quick five minute decline had the team collectively groaning as they allowed their bodies to flop onto the grass and the odd rock.

"Break well deserved I think - Ooh! It's still light out." A couple more 'yay's' came from the team though the energy was lacking.

Setting herself down on the only tree stump in the area Katie groaned. The aches she was feeling turned her stomach. As she watched the rest of the team pull of various supplies from their bags she simply puffed her cheeks as an unpleasant queasiness filled her. The feelings she had started experiencing hours ago had only increased in severity. Doing her best to push away the ill feelings she begrudingly forced her own rations onto the roll that had been set out. The orc and gnome started devouring their food straight away while the elf and other human showed more restraint. Looking to the others and then back to her own Katie tore off a small piece of the dried bread and began nibbling it.

The urge to vomit rose. Not wanting to show herself up the girl gulped. Lowering the hand with the bread in she gently massaged her neck and chose instead to sip at her waterskin. Bit by bit her throat was made wet quenching the dryness that made her feel uncomfortable. Lightly coughing she once more picked up the bread to fit in with the others. Bringing it to her mouth she suddenly contorted, retching and lowering it away immediately. Matching the unpleasant experience the girl found her skin becoming clammy yet cold while her head felted heated. Sweat trickled down her neck and a breathlessness soon overtook Katie.

Gggrrrrrrrrlllllllll Her body rumbled out unexpectantly. Crossing her legs and dropping the waterskin her spare hand started to rub her stomach with circular motions.

"Noth' 'ungry garl?" The Barbarian had not even turned to her. His mouth full of food he was clearly enjoying his meal a lot more than she was.

"Uh.. you don't look so good Katie.. You ok?"

"Sorry. I've lost my appetite." Taking deep gulps of air Katie struggled to look towards the gnome. Looking her way she forced a smile that wobbled. The gnome arched their brow at such a display before shrugging their shoulders and taking another bite.

"Don't force yourself." The gnome said the words one by one between chewing their meal. Waving her hand to dismiss the concern Katie took another gulp before mouthing 'I'm fine'.

Ggrrgggg Her stomach warbled yet again to louder degrees. Gripped by an onset of shakes Katie lowered both arms, wrapping them around her waist. Her blouse ripped as it was from the wolf attacks stuck to her like glue. Her pits were like waterfalls which mixed with the constant trail she could feel crawling down her back. The aches that had been pulsing around her mid region had now spread to her back. Unintentionally groaning Katie lifted her blouse to a small degree hoping to find an obvious cause to her issue. Looking down her eyes locked on to her very bloated abdomen that was pushed hard against her leather pants waistband. Moving this down only resulted in more bodily noises and discomforts.

"Prio? Can you help her?" The elf gestured to the gnome who proceeded to stand.

"I'm.. fine" Katie shot her hand out and shook it side to side. Her words were weak. Unsure what was wrong she hunched her body hoping to ride out the violent convulsions. Still the tightness from her unknown affliction spread, now affecting her entire torso and lower legs.

"She really doesn't look fine."

"Maybe the girl's got a fever? Looks like she's sweating buckets."

"She's fine, she just needs to piss herself again." A couple of his own snorts followed his apparent joke.

"Oh shut up Darnock." She recognised the voice of the gnome snapping back against the man. A heavier 'thud' than last time also hit her ears with a yelp of pain... someone else had now attached the Mage.

"Do you have any clue what could have caused this?"

"Might be stress fighting them wolves."

"She did get bit. Could it be an infection?"

"It's possible. Katie, can I exami-"

GRRLLL Her back stiffened back upwards automatically. Inside her body a bassy noise reverberated around. Hands still gripping her waist Katie started breathing heavily. The other four stared back at her as she nervously chuckled.

"S-sorry.. I do-" Moving both hands she shook them in dismissal. Pushing against her legs she rose to a wobbly stand. Still mid sentence her words paused as an enormous sinking feeling filled her lower body which transferred into a battering ram smacking at the back of her body. Not meaning to she gasped out with a sudden cry. Her hands flew to her bum as she arched even more. Still the other four just observed as she shook in place. Her legs now crossed one another and her limbs stiffened. Internal growling audible to the entire group announced its arrival as Katie shivered on the spot. Holding the stance for a few seconds she now realized that she was the center of attention. Still none of them spoke a word.

"I..nngh" Steadying her pose back into normality the girl shifted uncomfortably on the spot. Everytime she opened her mouth to say something or make an excuse she felt more tremors and urges assault her body. After the fourth attempt she gave up, shuffling her legs to the side and then heading towards the edge of the clearing. Trying not to be too obvious in her problem she moved her arms to the side. Attempting to walk normal she felt the weight inside punch back - Instead her walk was like walking along some rope over a ledge, arms flapping uselessly beside her.

Ggrrll-pfffrt Reaching the closest tree her body quaked. A slip of wind against her will caused a moment of panic. Stumbling to the floor Katie moaned in discomfort. Counting on her energy reserves she once more rose to a stand, knees pointing inwards and threatening to buckle at any moment. Rounding the tree she kept pushing onwards aiming for as much distance as possible. Noises and inside shifts caused the girl to bob up and down. Hands firmly gripped at the stomach Katie struggled to weave a path forward without tripping or faltering.

"Nnn-nnnnggh." Crying out loud to herself the Warrior kept wobbling onwards as the rumbles became ever present. Collasping into a tree on her route caused more damage as yet more wind was released. 'No, no no no!' Slamming her shoulder into the tree with a grunt the girl pushed off it to a stand once more. Still she moved forward

GGRRRRLL The loudest grumble yet roared. Once more the siege ram slammed into the wall. Flinching, the girl slowed to a near stop. Going on her tip-toes she pushing her hands as hard as she could against her back.

'Nn-nnngghh.. Pleeeease. Just. A little. Bit. Further.' Straining with all her might the woman fought back against the aggressors. Frozen in place she couldn't take another step. Pleading to the Gods themselves the girl teetered on the verge of oblivion. Daring not to distrupt the balance she clenched with the last of her might. With one last defiant gurgle the feeling faded. Exhaling forcefully she carefully lifted one foot up and placed it in front. Soon the next foot bypassed it. Rounding the next tree in her path she turned around to confirm that she was fully out of view of the camp-

Pppsh-sshhhllorrp..Crrccckl-Crrcckkl

Facing no resistance the latest involuntary push broke her guard. Her mouth fell open in shock as a surge of warmth appeared behind her and started to grow larger. Digging her fingernails into her stomach in desperation she grunted with all her might as she once more crossed her legs. Out of stamina her efforts were in futile - Instead her body kept up the assault as more mess emptied out of her. Crackling noises filled the nearby area as Katie grimaced.

"Katie... Is everything ok? We're worried." Shelara's voice reached her ears from beyond the trees. Spying a glint of bright green as she looked to the direction of the voice the girl wobbled back a few steps. Still hunched over she was gripped by anxiety. It was impossible to keep calm under the circumstances. Immediately the urge to start hyperventilating appeared. Now trapped the Warrior looked helplessly towards the coming figure. Her mind was blank.

"Are you ok? You looked unwell." The elf tipped their head to the side as they looked towards Katie, who realized that their head sticking out from behind a tree must seem quite peculiar

"Mm-hmm. I-I feel better." Her voice was strained and quiet. She told a twisted truth. Voiding herself had removed the pressure off her body. Sparing a look downwards she widened her eyes in alarm at her protruding stomach. Her body was still drenched in sweat and she could feel her lips beginning to quiver.

"Oh, that's good. I was worried." The elf sighed out loud as she kept approaching. Looking up she could see that they were smiling. "We were planning on leaving soon. I just wanted to check and put my mind at ease." Katie instinctively stepped back once more as the elf came closer. One of her hands removed itself from her waist and signalled to stop. Under normal circumstances she would have appreciated the touching note of care. Right now she could see no way out.

"D-don't come any-nnngh..closer."

Gggrrrrlllll

'Oh dear Gods no.'

"...Katie?" The elf slowed to a crawl but still kept coming ever so slightly closer.

"C-can I.. uh.. F-five min-minutes. Please." An unpleasant bubbling sensation manifested in her gut and quickly spread. The second wave. Tears formed as she pleaded for her new friend to leave.

"Katie?" Wincing, eyes started pouring as the inevitable happened. Gripping the tree she was cowering behind she broke down, falling to the floor.

Having fallen to the floor the elf rushed over. Getting within striking distant she heard the elf pause in the steps as they stammered.

"I-Oh... oh dear. I can help if you wish. I have a spell that might help." She couldn't speak. Shuddering and nodding her head boots were removed with a mothers care all the while she bawled. Slumped up against the tree Shelara kept the same level of grace and care as she tugged on the leather pants. A similar 'Aah' came from the elf's lips as the sight of the over-capacity pull-up was exposed to the rest of the world. Bushes rustled and she knew the elf had took a step backwards. Taking the hint, Katie managed to bring her hands to her waist. She continued to cry as her hands moved the messy garment to the floor. Placing both hands over her front she forcefully shut her eyes. A few seconds later water spontaneously slapped onto her skin. Looking to her side she was surprised to see a floating ball of deep blue. Not refusing the aid she shut her eyes as the orb worked  to wash away the sins. Aided with the magic the process was quite fast. She could recall Shelara saying things but could not remember what was said.

Murmuring and mumbling to anything mentioned the Warrior was given a brief moment of privacy despite what just took place. Fumbling with her possessions she reached into her bag and pulled out yet another pull-up. Grunting and heaving the leather pants were inched upwards bit by bit.

She never wanted to speak again. It was bad enough that she had just soiled herself... but given how badly it was Katie just wanted to curl up and never see anyone again. The pants had been spared by some divine grace though the cost was too high for her tastes. Withdrawn, the girl just set her sights on to returning to the tavern and never seeing these individuals again. Gripping on to the fact that she only had a short while more to endure both girls returned to the others who were sat around the roll relaxing. Seeing them come back they quickly gathered their things. Much like the time in the cave nobody said a word. Too embarrassed to voice a word Katie settled in the back of the team as they set on the path yet again.

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Reaching the gates Shelara stepped to the front of the team. A piece of parchment was shown to the guard on duty and they moved aside allowing the group to pass. Moving inside the Mage and Barbarian stretched and grunted.

"Man, I hate walking so much, but good work everyone."

"I will see you for payment later Shelara."

Gloom hung over her. She watched as the party separated, leaving just her and the elf. Looking to one another noticed that she was beckoning Katie. Following without question she caught on to the path they were taking - The path to the tavern they had first started the journey in. Entering the tavern the elf rolled their shoulders and sat down at the same table which was free several days ago.

"I'm really sorry." Taking a seat opposite the slender one Katie bowed her head. After having no response she looked up to see the elf staring right back at her

"You have no need to apologise... unless you feel there is?" The question was blunt and direct but she did not feel any malice behind it. Shelara's expression was neutral. Shrinking back into her body the girl eyed around her for a moment as she considered the statement.

"I should have explained! I..I sometimes wet the bed b-but I...I don't know what happened earlier. I didn't know what to do! I'm ashamed and I've let you down." Her cheeks were burning again as she started. Curling her hands in her lap she couldn't keep her gaze at the elf. Her voice broke as she confessed to her sins. Still refusing the eye contact she waited for a few seconds before continuing. "I'll just take my share, leave and never bother you again."

"It would be ashame to lose you. You are a talented fighter." Jerking her head upright she could see the elf smiling back to her.

"You mean I can stay? But I caused problems." Still flushed a smile quickly spread across the girl's face too.

"Please do not stress about what happened. I volunteered to help. As for your... issues. Come with me in the morning."

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4 hours ago, PetrichorDL said:

I like the story so far. But I'm not sure if I understand everything correctly, english isn't my first language.

I'm guessing the berries she ate weren't the ones she thought them to be.

Thank you!

The berries will be explained soon, but if you cannot wait:

Spoiler

The berries are rather powerful. They provide all a person would need for an entire day. Having consumed multiple in one go, disaster struck.

 

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35 minutes ago, Luaura said:

Thank you!

The berries will be explained soon, but if you cannot wait:

  Reveal hidden contents

The berries are rather powerful. They provide all a person would need for an entire day. Having consumed multiple in one go, disaster struck.

 

Oh. That's good to know. Reminds me of something similar...

Spoiler

Goodberry from D&D since this is a fantasy story...

 

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                                                                                                                    4 - All Wrapped Up
                                                                                                       Features: Pull-ups, wetting, diapers


A crowing rooster was the first thing that reached Katie recognised as she awoke from her deep slumber. Blinking away the sleep in her eyes the view of the room gradually came into focus. Alike the first time she awoke in the room she could see the light from the lanterns in the hallway. Surface light came through the window in the room too, though if the rooster was an indication it was still the early hours. Sunrise would not be coming around just yet. Yawning heavily as she tried to wake up further the girl enacted her usual routine of examining how she had fared during the night. Lifting the blanket up she sighed in disappointment at yet another wet awakening. Shuffling out of the bed she reached for her pack, turning it upside down to spill out the contents that had been stored. Once more she lifted her nightgown and escaped from the wet garment. Tapping the sides of her skin she was pleased to feel that any moisture had soaked into the pull-up rather than lay on her skin.

With minimal cleanup Katie huffed as she bent over and reached for the briefs. Leather pants and a brand new blouse hid the rest of her body from the world as she gingerly opened the door to check for spies. Satisfied that the hallway was clear the girl put her plan into motion. Rushing for the privy around the corner she ran inside and locked the door. Discarding her underwear first she then decided to tend to her needs before getting on with the day.

A quick return visit to her room was all that was required to make sure she could get on with her day. Securing all of her inventory and locking the room the Warrior turned to the stairs and tip-toed down so as not to disturb any still sleeping patrons. Reaching the bottom she spied the Druid out of the corner of her eye. With no other patrons in view the girl headed straight towards the bar. Putting on a warming smile as she approaching she noted that a different member of staff was serving her - A woman this time. Ordering her usual of porridge with water Katie placed the coins on the top and then turned around to where she had spied Shelara sitting.

"Hey.. uh, ready for action!" Giving a half cheer with her arm the girl pulled a spare chair from the nearest table around to take a seat. Much like the first morning of her arrival the elf sat still tinkering with leather supplies.

"You rise early for your kind. Good morning." Pocketing the leather squares and sewing supplies the elf planted their hands softly on the table. "Action will have to wait. Today is about you." She had barely finished speaking when footsteps came from behind. Pausing right behind her a large figure leaned over her head placing down the porridge and then a glass of water. Giving her thanks Katie grabbed the spoon and dug in to their food. Without hesitation the first spoonful was shoved into her mouth. Two more swiftly followed as an eagerness gripped her. Despite the life and death dramatics of the recent wolf hunt she was excited for the next task that they would face. Reaching for the fourth she paused. Eyeing Shelara she noticed that the elf had no food or drink and was simply waiting.

"Please don't rush for my sake. Today is quiet. Our next job starts tomorrow." The sweet smile she had started enjoying returned. Nodding in understand Katie slowed her pace.

Fifteen minutes later and minus a full bowl and glass the duo left the building. Taking the lead as usual the elf lead the young woman across the road into the direction of what Katie presumed to be an alchemists shop, identified by the unnecessarily large wooden sign which had a cauldron and bottle symbol painted on the side. A tiny bell dinged as the pair entered. Unaccustomed to such a place powerful aromas immediately attacked the girls senses. Coughing and waving near their mouth they kept close to the elf who walked further in.

A second elf appeared on the opposite side of the room. Looking between the two Katie was astonished. Besides a slight height different and length of hair the two were very similar when side by side. Strange sounds bounced back and forth between them which the girl identified as a discussion of some kind but could not follow. Seeing that matters were in control she instead opted to look around at the nearby merchandise. Bottles of the full spectrum lined a shelf at the back. Supplies such as brooms and kitchen equipment were left leaning against a wall behind a counter. Between these two were random assortments of goods in clear jars. Right as she reached to inspect one of them she was interrupted by a tap on her side. Turning to the source she was pleased to see her friend standing back in place. Looking around the girl noticed that the bag they had brought was now full with trade goods. Beckoning once more Katie shrugged, following Shelara out of the shop they had entered less than a few minutes ago.

"So.. uh.. Who was the lady in the shop? What are we doing now?" Back into the cold morning air the girl's curiousity got the better of her. Trying not to raise her voice too much for any souls still not up in the early hours she posed the questions. The elf turned their head mid-walk but kept silent. Confused by the experience Katie shrugged as the elf turned back to their front. Pushing the wooden door of the tavern back open the younger girl hoped for answers when they were seated. Katie's legs carried her towards the table they usually inhabited. Reaching for her chair it finally sunk in that their destination was still incomplete. Swiveling around she found the elf at the bottom of the stairs. Climbing it as one they navigated the hallway. As they got to the door to her own room the elf shoved the bag into her hands along with a piece of parchment.

"I will be waiting downstairs." Still nothing made sense but the girl obeyed. Before she could contemplate the situation any further Shelara turned on the spot and left to go back to the bar below. Shrugging Katie entered her own quarters. Locking the door she then moved to the upsidedown table so that she had a place to investigate further. Being the easiest to access she read the parchment first.

'I figured you would prefer privacy for this - A solution to your issues.'

Concern filled the girl as she raised her guard. Still perplexed the slightly redder girl stepped closer and investigated. Parchment wrapping was torn. Freed from its prison a plain box now sat on the table. Picking up the parcel reveals that it was rather light. Clarity still eluded her so she pressed onwards. Opening the box she cautiously peaked inside. Humiliation flared as she dropped the box in disbelief. Her confidence had been betrayed. Red tinged skin turned scarlet as her eyes looked on in anger at what was below her. Memories of her experience the day before flooded her mind. Angered the girl slammed the box and turned on her heels to confront her ally. Reaching for the handle her palm shook.

'She's just trying to help.' Logic replaced the emotional flaring. Pulling her palm back her anger was replaced with guilt. Reluctantly the girl turned back to the parcel she had damaged. A long drawn out moan left her as she reached inside and pulled out what she dreaded the most. Finger tips brushed against soft fabric. Her face scrunched up as part of her tried to recoil away. Grabbing a hold of the object she slowly pulled it out of the box. The item rustled the entire way until at last it was free of its storage. More shame filled Katie as she stood there frowning at what was now in her hand.

A diaper.

An even more infantile garment to what she already used at nights. Much like her familiarity with her pull-ups this seemed to have also been scaled up for an adults body size. Both shared the same plain whites though it was clear more work had gone in to the diaper overall. Pinching the newer garment by the edges she held it up to spectate the design in all its glory. Similar to her night wear the diaper sported a large spongey section for securing the wearer against any issues, though it was notably larger than its predecessor. Comparing the length she was surprised to see that the diaper appeared to go up on the body higher than its sibling as well. Gingerly looking around despite being in the safety of her own room the girl lowered the garment back to the box. Covering it up with the bed blanket she swiftly left the room intending to confront her friend more calmly than she had originally intended.

Hurrying downstairs the girl planted herself firmly in the chair. Leaning over the table the pair started their conversation of whispers. The chat with Shelara did not go as well as she had hoped. Optimistic in her approach Katie had intended to try negotiating with the elf about what she had found in the box. At first the elf listened to her words, quiet as they were not to disturb any other patrons or eavesdroppers in the tavern. Nearing the end of her speech it seemed that she had not managed to convince the Druid of what she was asking. Feeling that she was losing any chance of a convincing argument she practically begged the elf for an alternative.

"I don't seek to embarrass you, Katie. I cannot force you to wear them. I just hope they make you feel safer than your... current choice." True to her suspicions it appeared the elf was trying to genuinely look out for her. Defeated she merely nodded her head and looked back down to the table.

"I hope they work well. Are they comfortable?" Her head snapped upright to the elf who had all of her attention on her crafting.

"I-I..uh.." She felt herself getting hotter. Why did she care so much? She didn't even have any padding on at that moment. She tried to form a sentence but kept stammering unsure on what exactly to say to the older woman.

"It's been quite some time since I last helped someone with a similar- Ah. Oh dear. I see I have entered your personal space too much. I'm sorry." Still oblivious to Katie's humility the elf continued between speech and craft. Reaching the peak of her strength she let off a weak whelp. Unintentional as it was it served to distract the elf to see the larger picture. Placing down their tools Shelara bowed her head and apologised.

"Let us discuss more pleasant things." Recovering from her mistake the elf pushed the conversation in a much more pleasant direction.

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Having little else to do for the day the elf shared with the Warrior their portion of the mission reward. She had already invested in a new blouse late last night but a quick examination of her gear made her determined to invest properly in the rest of her apparel. Combined with her own coin from her hometown the girl embarked on her afternoon adventure of equipment shopping. The leatherworkers managed to resize her bracers to a comfortable fit as well provide her with sleeve protectors and thigh armour. Some laces and torn threads with fixed by tailors, as well as duplicate supplies of her clothes should she happen to get her clothing damaged yet again.

Concern struck as her body gave its first nagging signal to release liquid. Still stuck inside the last shop on her list she pushed the thought out of her mind. Seeking distractions the girl looked out the window of the blacksmiths, squinting as sunny rays meeting her own vision. It was mid afternoon and she had almost achieved everything for the day. Rubbing her eyes the girl turned her attention towards her latest purchase instead - A small steel dagger was the newest addition to her offensive collection. Courtesy of the purchase the blacksmith had offered to sharpen her own sword. Uncertain if it even required due to how new it was she had initially declined then later second guessed herself and asked for the work to be done.

"Boss man has found problem. Boss fix, free. Wait bit longer." As if sensing her wishes to get moving onwards small child came through from the back of the shop. Giving a polite reply Katie sighed. Her mind lingered on her bladder that was getting increasingly irritable. Frowning, Katie's eyes turned towards the shop counter. A quick ten minute job she had been promised. If he calculating was correct then it had already passed this time limit. Twiddling her thumbs in the main lobby she scanned the shelves and weapon racks for other weapon.

Even as a child she had been drawn towards martial weapon training. Practicing with wooden variants instructors and parents alike were proud to see little Katie following in her father's footsteps. Swords felt the most natural of any weapon to hold. Lightweight and versatile they could perform many deeds well. The girl was familiar with axes and hammers too but personally found them unbalanced. Perhaps if she had more muscle she could control them in the flaw of battle better.

Pssst Her eyes went wide as she felt what had happened below. She could feel wetness and a tinge of warmth in an area that had never been like that during the day. Stiffening her body she slammed on the breaks, tensing all the controlling muscles she had to make sure it never happened again. In retaliation she felt the need grow.

"Is this going to take much longer?" She was running out of time and was spooked by her random failure. Was she still ill after yesterday? The urge to panic had arrived but she battled it down. A scene in the shops would not end well. Fortunately for her the fates picked her side this time - Both child and blacksmith came back to the front with her blade. Standing up with crossed legs the girl managed to thank them for service and made for the exit.

'This is bad. Privy. I need a privy.' Her eyes darted left and right as she considered the options. Everywhere near her were either personal homes or other businesses. She would have to survive the trip back to the tavern. Sensing the weakness her body sent a single burning shot. Unable to reach down and suppress the problem due to being in a public area Katie leaned back into the brickwork next to the shop to gather her strength.

Feeling settled the girl set out a few seconds later. Unable to cross her legs and walk at the same time she felt defenceless against the issue that had reared its head at the time. Arms swayed by her side keeping up the public facade that all was well. Annoyed at the crowded center the agile Warrior darted left and right between group gatherings. Moving ever closer she cursed as a couple of carts moved into the road, blocking her current direction. Unable to keep going down the road she was at unless she waited she searched for alternatives. Shining like a beacon in the darkness was her solution - an alley way.

Passing the shortcut between the buildings she moaned in relief. Her angle of approach had taken her to the side of the tavern where the promised privies from her first night were fortold to be. Barely twenty seconds away and she would be able to free herself from the pain that was crippling her body.

"No, no! Fuck!" She glared at the sight unfold as she neared. Surprising herself with her open cursing she dispaired at what she could see. Two men from different directions were much closer than she was and had claimed the privies for themselves.

Psssss A much stronger burst left her. Liquid trickled down by legs as she came to a near crawl trying to get the situation under control. Her insides burned but relented, giving her one more opportunity to put things right. Picking up the moment she cared not if others had noticed any problems - Her mind was putting all of its energy on preventing a disaster.

Increasing to a speedwalk Katie crossed the last road and slammed into the tavern door. Patrons looked towards her in shock as the girl thundered through the main area. Paying them no heed she aimed straight for the stairs to begin her climb. Gritting her teeth as cramps attacked her the girl powered upwards. Now on the main walkway she started breathing forcefully through her mouth.

'Almost. Almost.' She would be free in seconds.

'Please. Just a bit more.' The rounded the corner and cried in relief. The door was open and beckoning her to come inside.

Reaching the inside all her composure broke. Legs collapsed and started wildly bending as she both tried to cross and uncross them at the same time. Spinning around to make sure the door was locked for her privacy she took the last couple steps of her journey. The girls hands shoved themselved into her waistband and yanked down as she twisted her body.

Pppssshhhhhhhhhhhh

The ache that had gripped her started to vanish and she willingly released the seal. Moaning out loud she momentarily closed her eyes as the relief turned to near pleasure. Still her bladder emptied itself as she sat over the hole.

Opening her eyes once more she gasped as she realized her critical mistake. Facing downwards her vision lingered between her legs where damp fabric lie.

She had removed her leather pants from the equation. Her white briefs had stayed fully equipped.

Her pee slowed to down to a drip as she processed what had just happened. Slapping her head several times in irritation she huffed yet again and dropped her fists down to the wood that surrounded the hole. Mildly throbbing from the uncalled for force - Her pride was more damaged.

Nothing could be done to salvage her error. Washing would fix her problem but at the current time of day it was far too risky. Left with no choices Katie scrambled to remove her boots and pants, a sudden nonchalant aura settling her enough to discard them down the hole without further drama. Swiftly pulling her pants back up the girl tied her boots and left the privy, sprinting back towards her room so as to not be connected to the crime scene.

'It's fine. Nobody knows.' Safely back in her room and away from any watchers in the world the girls shoulders finally slumped. Refusing to be upset and let the recent experience effect her she let out the rest of her breath. What had just happened bothered her but she knew she must not be seen as frail. Katie pondered was what left of the day. Mentally ticking off the objectives one by one the last thing on her list was speaking to Shelara for the next mission.

Shelara. The girl turned towards the where a blanket poorly hid a box. Body and mind turned on one another as she shifted closer. Her head screamed at her to leave it be but still her legs moved closer. Nervousness occupied her thoughts as she lifted the blanket that was barely hiding anything. Voices clashed in her mind - One side encouraging her that it was the right thing to do and the other pleading for her to turn her back. Her heart rate rose as she leaned down and started undoing the laces on her boots. Her fingers started to tremble the tiniest amount as she reached forward and picked up the dangerous object

'This is the most embarrassing thing of my life.' Once again she held the diaper in her hand. The only thing that would finish the torture quickly would be success. Her cheeks turned crimson as she lowered her pants. Unfolding the garment she paused... her pull-ups were like any normal underwear. The garment she held did not have a side to secure it. Confusion turned to desperation the longer the girl stood in the nude. Failing to find a solution she tipped the box upside down sending the remaining diapers to the floor along with the key to the puzzle - A letter.

A quick interlude was taken as she scanned the contents. Instructions on her exact predicament provided clarity. Attempting round two the girl stood beside her bed and focused. Half the garment was pulled underneath her while the 'wings' as she called them were spread to the side. The remaining half was then pulled to the front where it was to be held in place. Holding her legs together tightly ensured the garment did not fall as she proceeded to now grasp at the wings, her fingers sticking to them as she picked them up. Finally understanding that they were made of a sticky resin she completed the second to last instruction and pulled them as tightly as she could. Sighing in relief she finished the last task.

...

'It's done...' She was wearing the diaper. Of all the emotions she could think of that could reach her upon doing what she had done, the girl did not expect surprise to be at the top of the list. It was soft. Fluffy. Still keeping her legs tight she prodded the garments exterior and found a similar case as he finger sunk inside. Retracting her finger she starred as the diaper rebounded, crinkling ever so slightly. Untensing her legs and moving them apart slowly she found that the diaper hugged to her frame even with it being further up her back than its smaller relative, yet again crinkling as it moved. Independently moving her limbs reassured her that despite the unusual assembly process the garment was tight and would not be going anywhere. Her final test involved adjusting the waistband for her comfort which produced the first negative. Reaching for the band she attempted to slip her fingers in only to find that it would not be so easy. Digits tried to push their way inwards only for resin to block their path. Not to be deterred she instead tried grasping at the bulk of the material. The garment rustled in protest though gave her what she sought. Pulling down she felt the garment tighten where it had contact with her skin. 'I guess I need to get it right putting it on?' A quick check of the instructions only told her that the wings were crucial.

Leaning down Katie grabbed her leather pants and pulled them upwards. Pulling them up over the front she looked down in concern as the leather struggled. Lacking flexibility she pushed in the front of the diaper while pulling upwards. Release her hand the garment bounced back, squishing itself against the pants inside. Huffing but content that half of the job was finished Katie twisted to her side to attempt the same with her rear. Tugging on the waistband the girl managed to inch them up further though soon encountered a similar issue as the pants fought against her padded bum. Nearing limits she tried one final tactic of jumping up and down while holding the waistband and pushing her hand into her behind. Each level of success further squished her new underwear into her.

Her pants could give no more. A quick feel around the edges gave her peace that her front was covered. Worry reached her with her backside - Defying the laws of physics she had managed to pull them up and around... unfortunately for her the back of the diaper simply went too far up. Wearing her normal underwear she would always have a small amount of give for adjusting - These diapers had taken that from her.

A few paces around her room helped her understand what she would be facing in the near future. The girl was happy that despite the ordeal her pants were stable and not at risk of suddenly exposing her. What she had not factored in was how loud her new underwear were. Each leg movement made her new underwear produce a faint rustling which did little to help her current confidence.

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A swift tidy up of all the discarded clothing on her floor later and Katie was ready to continue with her day. Armed with her bag, blades and armour she left her room and set her sights on going downstairs. Moving down the stairs caused her to once more flush as puffy clouds planted themselves against her skin. Hauling everything over one shoulder she reached behind her to confirm that everything was in place.

'So far so good.' Praying that her blouse would shield the exposed part of the diaper she made the last two steps. Shelara's face was still sat at the table in the distance and the rest of the room was empty. Mentally preparing herself Katie managed a single step and then paused once more. A glint in the corner of her eye got her attention as she moved ahead. Turning her head she was surprised to see a wall mounted mirror was close to the staircase. Concerned and unable to resist the urge she quickly eyed her companion and then moved closer once she was satisfied that she had not been spotted. Twisting sideway she examined herself.

'I need new pants...' She considered herself to be quite average. Physically fit, slightly muscular than other women her age and sporting an average chest her only downside was her height. Observing her reflection made her change her mind as her sight immediately locked on to her posterior. The diaper had given it a size upgrade.

Shaking the thoughts of attractiveness and appeal out her head she rejoined the Druid at the table, praying that she would not observe the new changes.

"Hello, Katie. You have come at an excellent time. I have the details for our new mission." Smiling and pulling the chair out her gaze happened to lock on the body of the Druid. Much like her own shopping trip in the afternoon it appeared that the elf had also gone for a costume change. Gone were the vibrant greens and introduced were new browns and greys. A top fashioned similar to many others she had witnessed now rest on the elf and new fabric pants layered the lower half of the woman. Much like her own choice of attire it seemed that the elf had gone for opted for a leather corset. A thick belt supported the waist where she presumed the various satchels the elf had been crafting would be left to hang from.

"A new job? You're great-uh, I mean that's great. Nice. That's nice- You look nice." She cringed from the awful slip up. Her gaze passed the Druid's chest one last time and she guiltily looked away, mentally scolding herself for her perversion.

"Oh... That's a relief. I was worried it was too exotic. Thank you." If this elf could be flustered it seemed she had managed to strike the chord. Smiling the most that she had since they had met Shelara took the compliment well. "Ah- Anyways. The job, yes. I have summoned the others. We actually leave in a few hours. Escort quest." Naturally the elf managed to settle into her neutral ways once more. Chatting backwards and forwards Katie picked up several hints on the upcoming mission. It was not uncommon for caravans to hire adventurers for protection - Shelara's detailed pointed at a more private endeavour. For a split second her eyes also lit up with excitement with a mention of a good reward.

"Forgive me. I appear to have left my tonics behind. I'll be back in a moment." Interrupting the flow of the conversation the elf suddenly jolted upright. In a hurry the woman departed, proceeding to walk past Katie to the stairs. Shrugging, Katie glanced over the mess of the table they were at. Ever working it was obvious that the Druid was still working with leather squares and fabrics. The girl paused when she spied the elfs bag. Sticking out from the side were two waterskins and a large piece of dried bread. Eyeing behind her the elf still had not returned. A finger was taken and pushing the fabric up slightly revealing more of the contents.

The rations were little. All the elf had remaining were the one slice of bread and a tiny slice of pie, contrasting the many slices that Katie held herself. Curiously it did not appear to have gone rotten-

The pie. Fishing into her own belongings Katie found the berries that she had harvested. Red and purple berries sat in a pouch still as bright as the moment she had harvested them. Pulling a red one out to taste test she smiled as a rush of sweetness filled her mouth. Curious about the others the girl pulled out a handful and tested the purple. The skin was harder and the flavour resembled that of a fruit tart her parents might have bought as a luxurious treat. Shrugging, she opted to eat several more of each and pocket the rest.

Now was not the right time. Her desire to surprise the elf with something familiar would have to wait.

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                                                                                                                    5 - Brown Carriage
                                                                                                       Features: Diapers, bedwetting, messing


Four of them waited outside the gate as instructed. The mission briefing had been shared and the team knew that they would have a long journey ahead. The first objective was reaching their contact who had last been recorded as 'alone and stranded'. The second objective would be returning them to civilization safe and sound. At first she was sceptical - The information had come through a contact that appeared shady and was most definitely hiding something. Receiving partial payment upfront for their guaranteed assistance convinced the greed that the task would be worth it. Coaxing out further information from the contact had revealed that they were a disgruntled labourer who had done a bad deed and wanted to set things right without lawful consequences or bloodshed. Thankfully, it would not be the first time a similar mission had been undertaken by some of the team.

"Two wagons, as requested." Shelara looked towards the approaching man - Behind him the sound of clattering wood became louder. Emotions were a concept that she struggled with despite decades of attempting to understand. Though she knew that she did not like the man the elf could not deny that he was efficient with his spell flinging and had resources that were helpful to the team. Nodding to the man as he approached with the transportation she turned to the rest of the group.

"Mount up. We leave immediately." Looking to the gathered team and the wagons she smiled, happy to see that a plan was coming together. She had often been told that she had a commanding voice. A natural born team leader was the result of her upbringing. To Shelara, all that mattered was efficient planning and the ability to adapt if the situation called for it.

Waiting for the wagons to move into position she stepped closer to the one that would be on her right. The Mage had already commandeered the left wagon as its driver and the Barbarian leapt onto the behind carriage. Reaching a stop she observed the gnome move towards the front. Having a brief struggle with climbing the front section she too gave a thumbs up as confirmation. Drivers sorted, it was just the passengers remaining.

The newest recruit of the team moved closer to the wagon she would be occupying. The young human woman certainly demonstrated her prowess when the situations called for it. On their first mission the plan had fallen apart but it was because of the promising girl's quick thinking that they were able to adapt and get it back on track. She had not observed her much in combat, though post battle reports from the gnome she had been friends with for some time confirmed it was not a mere fluke. It had saddened the elf to witness the Warrior's misfortunes on their first mission. Afflicted in the body and possibly down to a stress factor the girl had experienced an accident associated with infants during their night in the cave. She had turned her eye to spare the human any pain at the time, though two days later it was repeated to a more severe degree. Memories of a close friend from long ago had come to light and she just felt that she could not stand idly by. Pained to see the girl suffer she had taken a rather forward step in obtaining help.

"H-yup!" Coming alongside the girl reached the carriage and started to climb on board. Turning to do the same Shelara paused, her cheeks elating slightly as she unwittingly laid eyes on the girl's backside. Unmistakably her bum was bigger and the current angle allowed her to see the obvious back waistband of the diaper the girl wore. Choosing to stay silent out of respect Shelara was secretly pleased that her help had at least been donned... though she had not calculated the girls attire into the equation.

Climbing up herself the elf reflected on the words that had been mentioned earlier. Katie had complimented her on her new appearance when they were in the tavern. At the time she recalled being flustered by such niceties... though when the gnome, orc and several townsfolk that she was familiar with did the same it did not bring about the same reaction.

Confused by her own recent experience the elf opted for the only ability that could provide any insight. Crossing her legs and straightening her back she shut her eyes. Blotting out the world she concentrated on her breathing, soon falling into her meditative stance.

...

...

The dark sky greeted Shelara as she opened her eyes. Disorientated at first she leaned back into the wooden seats to get her bearings. Meditation was an ability taught to all elves... Using it inside a moving vehicle was a mistake. A mild stupor swirled around her head as she unfolded her body. Pushing against the wood she managed to get back into a normal seated position. The pins and needles in her legs lessened while her mind soon became sharp once more. Reaching into her bag for a waterskin to quench her thirst the elf also grabbed the pie she had been eating over the week. Carefully pulling it out and trying not to drop it on the bumpy road she took a single bite and placed it back, content that she would be set for the day ahead. Topping off her thirst she examined her surroundings.

Katie was the first thing she noticed. Bending over slightly the girl seemed to have both arms resting on her legs clutching herself. Concerned, Shelara opened her mouth as the wagon bounced suddenly. The younger girl winced and her elven hearing picked up the slightest hint of a whimper. A glance to the front of the carriage showed that the gnome was still attentive and that somewhere infront of their wagon there was the men's. Inside she questioned whether she should intervene as the internal dilemma of helping or being an interferance sprouted up.

Light filled her mind as she conjured a genius idea. A distraction was the perfect thing that would help. Trying her best not to disturb the elf she moved to the front of the carriage towards the gnome.

"Prio. Signal the others for a stop. Let's have a small break. We're in no rush." Complying the name waved their lantern and flicked the filters repeatedly. In the distance another light blinked on and off, signalling that the code was understood. A few minutes later the wagon were pulling off the road and into an open green. Disembarking first the elf moved up towards the Mage and Barbarian who gladly accepted a break. As the pair complained about the uncomfortable journey she simply smiled and thanked them for their help thus far.

Looking back towards her own wagon she relaxed with a smile. The gnome had too disembarked and was clearly enjoying a stretch while the young human was making for a dash out of the area. Satisfied she had made the correct call she opted to join the gnome for company. In a few minutes a fire got going with the group unanimously happy to stretch and rest for the first time in their little journey.

--

Much to the relief of her caring nature and overthinking mind was the sight of the human exiting the trees. Rejoining the group around a small fire the team took a lengthy break. Checking everyones morale Shelara was happy to address the team. A few short words were said where the team then agreed as one to travel through the night and into the late morning before seeking their next rest. Hoping to make good time saves on their proposed journey the others accepted  the plan of action. Chats were had where the team contributed to offering whatever skill sets they had on offer. Most curious to the elf was that Prio the Cleric revealed they were quite the avid cartographer. Seeking wisdom and discussion she joined the gnome up front for conversation. Analysing the maps that she had access to the elf soon realized that they could potentially make the journey a day earlier than expected if they kept their pace up. Promising a worthwhile reward for the wagon driving Shelara thanked the gnome once more and returned to the back.

Seating herself back down in the back of the carriage the elf turned to her other companion. The girl had been by herself for approximately thirty minutes and had now slumped from her seat onto a blanket, her legs pulled up to her chest with her face buried inwards.

"Katie?"

"Nnngh~.." She blinked. The girl shifted side to side with her legs and groaned. Keeping her gaze locked on she sat down beside the girl.

"If you're unwell you should speak up." Still wiggling in her movement her head slowly tilted upwards. Unfamiliar with some social cues she could still recognise the sight of pain and sadness. A puffy red face looked back up to the elf. Sweat dripped from it at a constant rate.

"I don't k-n-nngh-know what's wrong with me." The girl struggled to get her words out. Her arms tensed up trying to pull her legs closer into her body.

"How long have you been unwell?" Could it be a contagion of some kind? A parasite or an illness that the girl was susceptible to? She appeared well the day before and even the early hours of the morning. Narrowing down the possibilities Shelara concluded that the girl must have been damaged by something manner of woodland insect with venom. Shaking of the head confirmed the girl was clueless in where her attacker came from.

"I'm sure our loving gnome friend can help." Doing her best to inspire courage the elf gently rubbed the girl's back near her shoulders.

The girl gasped and started to uncurl herself. Her breathing picked as she swiveled onto her heads and knees. One arm slammed down on the wood seat and pushed her upwards while the other clutched at her blouse. Backing away in confusion she watched the girl edge along to the very back of the carriage and begin shaking even more.

"Katie?"

"N-need... ga-aah" The girl slipped down to the wooden floor. Writhing around without support spurned the elf into action. Grabbing the sides of her body she tried to pull up as the girl kept wiggling. The difficulty of the task rose as the human's movement became more erratic.

Splorrt-Crcckkll.

...

The two girls froze in their tasks for a split second. The sound had made what just happened obvious. Feeling embarrassed for the girl her grip lessened as the girl's stomach controls gave in. Lowering the girl to the floor her crazed movements likewise ceased. Feeling awkward as a close bystander Shelara moved back.

"...Sorry." The girl was not looking her way but the apology was clear. "I.. Sorry. I'm sorry. I.. Please help me. Please. I'm sorry." Katie was still on her hands and knees facing away as she kept apologizing. Soon the words turned to pleas of assistance.

"No... It is my fault." She felt guilty. Responsibility fell on her shoulders and she had messed it up. The least she could do was offer some aid.

--

The humiliation was overwhelming but the desire to be free from her current situation outweighed any feelings she held on the matter. In a sense of twisted familiarity she did not find herself bursting into tears when her shame happened right in front of the elf, though having soiled herself for the second time in two days Katie found herself feeling more and more despondent. Prior to her adventures any accidents would have been private matters. Indeed - While far from ideal she would have been able to get sorted and hide any evidence if she had messed the bed. Messing herself on a moving carriage was a different story.

Once more she was aided by magic. Given the nature of her attire for this incident the process was a lot simpler though infinitely more mortifying. The only saving grace she could grab from the situation was that her helper was entirely on her side.

Still rocking around inside the carriage she flushed as the act of equiping a new diaper was made harder. Struggling to clothe herself the elf warily offered their assistance. Urgency to finish quicker ruled her mind and she accepted the offer. Within seconds the task was finished. She was now wearing a brand new diaper... She had been diapered by the elf.

Pulling up her pants the girl took a seat and sulked. Her mind lingered on the days struggles she had experienced - She was a Warrior, an adventurer and yet here she was also being a child. A fleeting thought of her mother entered her mind. This too was shoved away out of shame. She was meant to be strong and independent like her father.

"I'm sorry, Katie." The elf apologized to her. Feeling too embarrassed to look at her she shook her head and declined. It did not sit well with her to have the companion who had cleansed her and offered such protective solutions to be taking negative feelings from the experience. Still she had a voice and so the voice was put to use. Insisting that she was in the wrong she repeated her sorries. The elf went to speak again but she spoke up louder, repeating what she had just said. Seizing the momentum of her words she apologized for being a child.

There was silence for some time. A few times she tried to continue speaking but a croak would rise up in her throat and prevent her from saying anything else.

"Is it wrong to want to help?" The words struck deep. She could not disagree with the sentiment behind it.

"I need help, Shelara. I...I'll try and get better. Just... please don't leave me."

"You're a friend. I want to care for my friends... it does not matter what ailment grips you." She found herself chuckling for the first time. Daring to look up she was greeted with a warm face.

'It feels good to have a caring friend.'

A strong catharsis took over Katie with the words uttered. Suddenly it did not matter that she wore diapers or had even used them. The fact the elf was still willing to be by her side meant the world to her. Vowing to pay her back for such favours Katie curled up in the blanket to ward off the cold and shut her eyes. She would awake freshly rested and tackle the worlds problems one by one, no longer holding herself back out of fears. Bidding her thanks and goodnight she shut her eyes, soon entering a snooze and letting the dreamworld take her.

...

It felt like her sleep had been seconds. Sleepy eyes opened up to a fabric roof though daylight shone through. A quick check to her side showed that the elf was deep in a sleep of their own. Still not understanding how they maintained a perfect seating stance she noted to query about it further.

Leaning upwards from the blanket she opted for her first check. Moving her hand to her front she frowned. Another obstacle had been discovered with her new underwear. The hand in question pushed into the fabric. The fabric slowly rebounded with the pressure removed. Taking a deep breath she pulled down the front of her pants to check for certain. In response the diaper popped into view. Minor discolouration had occurred, reassuring Katie to a degree that the garment was doing its job.

'It barely even looks wet.' Touching the outside of the garment gave the girl the same feeling as when she had a dry pull-up on. Baffled, pink tinted cheeks heaved to pull the pants back up. It felt wrong to simply carry on yet as far as she could judge there was no actual damage. A second note was added to query about the integrity of the garments, though that could wait for another time.

"Good morning sleepy! It is well into the afternoon and my legs are killing me. We're stopping shortly." Calling back her confirmation to the gnome who shouted from the front brought her mind to the stop they would be having. A break meant food and drink.

The wagons came to a stop five minutes later. One by one the team left the wood. Yawns, stretches and moans of aches came from them all. Eager to provide some positivity the gnome chimed in about their being ahead of schedule. 'Yay's' left the group as the process for a makeshift camp began. At the elf's request blankets were grabbed from both wagons to set down enough room for a good relax. The passengers of the adventuring party gave their thanks to the drivers and a social time was shared.

Nearing the half an hour mark of this break the Barbarian of the group got up and left to go away from the group. Not long after the other human and the gnome did too. Understanding that a 'privy' break was being taken Katie reached for the elf's sleeve. Pausing in her standing up Shelara looked at her quizzically.

"I found these some days ago and I didn't know when was best to share them... uh, because of your rations. They're the same." Figuring that she would not have a better time for privacy and under optimal resting condition the girl opted to share her secret harvest. Opening up her bag she showed the berries she had grabbed to the elf. Despite them being days old they still retained a shine to them.

"Oh! Thank you. I didn't expect a present." A smile spread across the elfs face as she looked down at the berries. Taking the stash from her the elf gently picked up a red one and placed it into her mouth. "Delicious." The smile stayed plastered as she enjoyed the satisfaction of the berry that had been plucked.

"There would have been more but I ate them - But I'm sure I can find more!" Giving a slightly chuckle the girl was relieved that her gift had been well received.

"Oh... Um. Have you eaten many recently?" Shelara's warmth turned to neutrality as she pocketed the rest of the berries.

"Only a few here and there. They're really sweet but they so refreshing." Beaming back Katie stretched her arms. She was not sure how long the privacy would last with the others going out the way and she did not want to stall the elf too long. Going to stand up the elf tugged on her sleeve this time.

"Ah. Oh dear... You see Katie, well... More than one berry at a time can have some rather unpleasant side effects. As you have recently experienced."

No words needed to be mentioned. Her nice gesture had turned to complete awkwardness. Flushing at the implication she stood up herself and decided to take the opportunity to empty what her internal stores had built up.

 

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My apologies for this being short this time. I just wanted to put something small and have the character have somewhat acceptance for the situation.
Thank you if you've enjoyed it so far! I will be continuing. This is just a note that updates may be less common during the middle of the week.

 

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                                                                                                                           6 - Hush-hush
                                                                                                                     Features: Diapers, wetting


Curled up in the corner of the carriage the woman hummed a melody. Not being a bard by nature several of her notes were occasionally off key - but she did not care. Vague familiarity brought her comfort at a time where she otherwise felt trapped. Originally she had tried closing her eyes to deal with the stress of the situation they found themselves in. A thunderous crack in the heavens and the flash of lightning that penetrated even through her eye lids convinced her such a plan would not work out. Several other tactics were attempted until at least she found the one she was practicing now.

For the past two days the adventuring party had kept traveling. Rests were taken every few hours to ease the strain on their drivers and so far it was going well. Such optimism changed as they approached the fifth afternoon in their journey so far. A storm had swept in from the east and with it came heavy rain, chilling winds as well as thunder and lightning. Uncomfortable with the situation she had found her mind wandering back to the tavern she had occupied for many months. The place was familiar to her. Work was regular and even the payments for a roof over her head did not eat into her funds too badly.

She shook her head. The storm had blown in from the east... the town itself would have been hit first. All she could do was pray to her Goddess that such she would be spared from any wrath. An overactive mind bounced around plans and ideas though not one idea came with a solution to every issue. Pained as she was by the circumstance she refused to lengthen their journey unless it was a mutually agreed decision. The gnome had been the first one to reject that plan. Where as she cowered from the bad weather the gnome seemed to embrace it. Similar to the gnome the men voiced their thoughts. The Barbarian and Mage were not as eager as their allied Cleric to embrace the storm but instead they voiced a desire to push on through, refusing to bend unless it threatened their livelihood. This left the final vote to the Warrior in the team to make their mind up.

The girl had shrugged at the question, voicing how everyone had already made their minds up and that it was logical to push on until they no longer couldn't.

The girl...

Still hiding in a blanket Shelara sheepishly lowered her eyes even at the thought of her. Ever since the girl had soiled herself a couple of days ago the elf had felt torn between the desire to comfort and protect and the desire to encourage independence. Her feelings on the matter were further complicated when she identified the culprit behind the girls stomach problems. Goodberries. An uncommon naturally occuring ingredient that could also be summoned with magic which boasted unrivaled amounts of nutrients, energy and even minor healing abilities. In higher quantities such nutrients and revitalizing energy instead caused system distress.

Revealing the information humiliated the girl. At the time she wanted to comfort her and explain that she also had experienced her issues when she was younger. Instead, Katie ran off into the woods for a short time, enough for the elf to be gripped by doubt. She did not know how to mention something in hopes of establishing solidarity now that time had passed. Each way she thought about it further came across as weird at best and creepy at worst.

Was she being too kind? Was she not being firm enough? Should she have encouraged the girl to fix things by herself? The elf shook her head again. The girl had appreciated the help the first time she had a major problem and asked for it the second time it happened. Looking upwards from her blanket Shelara moaned, recalling more memories. When the girl had returned from the trees and they were once more in the carriage together she had started asking questions about her current state.

'How much are these... diapers.' A little coin. She left out the detail about how her supplier was technically a distant relative.

'Are they noticable?' She had said no at the time. She did not want to make the girl feel self conscious.

'Why do you know of them?' Her answer was misleading. She explained about a past friend who now lives far away had needed them. She hesitated from mentioning more.

Another crack of thunder made her cower and hide into the blanket once more as she reflected on the feelings. Her meditation would be a huge relief and help her feel secure but right now she had been severed of such a benefit. Peering through a gap she scoffed. Despite the stormy conditions the girl was currently sleeping, albeit occasionally tossing and turning in her sleep. Each roll Katie did finished with a noticable crinkle. Shelara's own shuffling around in discomfort from the storm had not appeared to have disturbed the snoozing girl.

Still observing her gaze gradually tilted. Invasive thoughts slipped inside and twisted desires started being spun inside her head. Curiousity turned to primal hunger while her view examined the form of the sleeping Warrior.

'No. This is all wrong. It's not acceptable!' As her lecherous eyes shifted the opposite way she finally had the strength to shake free. A fierce slap struck her cheek. Even as she moved her hand away her face stung.

Her strength that was needed to keep the gloomy aura at bay had fallen. Ducking her head back into the blankets she clenched her teeth, annoyed at her momentary weakness and unacceptable behaviour.

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A sudden thud, crash and the sound of branches snapping jerked her awake. Startled, Katie reached her for her dagger as panicked eyes scanned the carriage. Finding no threat present next to her she took a moment to calm herself down. Picking herself up from the floor of the carriage one hand started reaching for her sword while the other gathered her clothes. Muffled voices could be heard nearby as she properly dressed and sorted herself. A pained couple of seconds were delayed as the girl looked down at the front of her yellow underwear. The urgency of the situation swayed her to wait on dealing with that issue.

Poking her head up front she could see that the wagons had 'parked' very close together but still in the middle of the path. Rain poured down heavily. The black and grey clouds that were above were so dense that a lot less moonlight was reaching the soil of the world. She could see but the conditions were far from ideal. Mentally preparing for the worst her grip of her blades tightened. Reversing, she leapt out the back of the carriage, landing with a soft splat on the road that had now turned to wet mud. Blue eyes darted left and right as the girl peeked around each side of the wagon yet no sight of her companions could be found.

Refraining from calling out she pulled her dagger closer to her body in the hopes that if someone jumped her she could deliver a swift response. Footsteps cushioned by the mud and the sound of the heavy rain masked the girls approach as she closed in on the other wagon. Her exposure to the elements had been seconds yet already she was becoming drenched.

"I'm telling you that plan is suicide. Nobody can fight a beast like that alone." Muffled voices became clearer as she neared. Her guard lowered slightly at the sounds of the orc.

"I'm useless in this environment. Even if my flames could do anything to it, as big as it is... no. This cursed downfall limits me." She scowled. Her opinion of the Mage as competent as he seemed was minimal. Closing in on the fabric at the back of the front wagon she paused.

"This weather has fully destroyed one path. It would take all of us at least two days to fix it. It's the garrisons job to fix roads and we won't get paid for it." Prio spoke up.

"The longer we wait the worse it gets. Our contact is waiting and this weather won't relent. We need to attack." A few hums of understanding or approval responded to the orc in kind. Satisfied that the team was not in any immediate danger she poked the pommel of her sword into the fabric to part the curtain. Moving enough of the fabric showed the team had gathered for a plan.

"A wake up call would have been appreciated." She sheathed her weapons as the party of four silenced their tongues and stared at her arrival. "Care to fill me in?"

The orc cleared his throat and lowered his fists down to his lap. Taking a deep breath he started the explanation. Much like she had gathered from the overhearing of the gnome - There were two direct paths to their contract. One was now unusable and an abnormally large bear blocked the other. The longer they wait the greater the risk is for the weather turning their only other path unusable too. Unless the bear is dealt with the team cannot proceed to their goal. While she was sleeping they had started debating how to fix the problem. Right now their firepower is weakened and the opinions on how to solve the situation were divided.

"How vital are these carriages for the rest of this journey?" All eyes were on her. The gnome picked up a small journal and started reviewing it as the elf spoke up.

"Absolute. This is not just an escort mission. We are also included for hauling supplies." To go along with the answer the gnome supplied a small sheet. One carriage was a must for carrying the supplies. The second carriage would haul people. The return journey would be longer as a result.

"How safe are the horses?" Their carriages would be useless with the beasts of burden.

"Safe enough. They will listen and obey. It takes a lot of my magic to keep them calm and warded from this storm." For once the Mage was somewhat helpful in his answer. Calculations spun in her mind as she considered each possibility. The ones remaining with any promise had him removed from the action.

"Can we leave the carriages here and make the rest of the journey on foot until we get to our mysterious contacts?" The elf shook their head immediately. The conversation had circled fully to the crux of the problem - The bear.

"Well, looks like we'll have to just deal with it."

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"This plan is stupid. We're all going to get killed." Huffing as he trudged along the orc kept swinging his weapon. Each strike cleaved branches and leaves out the way of his path. "Of all the ways to die I'm going to get eaten by a bear." Further dramatized moaning and angry swings came from the orc put the image of a spoiled child not getting their own way in Katie's mind.

"Well, it's more likely you'll get squished than eaten... technically speaking." The cheery tone of the gnome spoke up as the four of them marched in single file through wet woodland. The decision had been made to leave the Mage behind to take care of the caravan until the threat was dealt with. The possibility of moving closer was there but that put their horses in danger. Such a risk was deemed too high to carry out.

"Stick to the plan. We can only try and trap the beast. You two need to do the slaying." The girl frowned. She had put forth such an eager plan because she did not want to waste time waiting. Now that they were nearing where the bear was last sighted she felt her nerves getting the better of her. Wolves were one thing, especially when they had been tampered with by some unknown force. The ones she had killed were sluggish and did not react quickly... yet bears were a whole new level of scary. Similar to the Barbarian they were an unstoppable force of power and muscle

"We should see it in a moment." Her hands stopped swinging by her side and instead grabbed her steel weapons. Even as her mind wandered elsewhere her battle instinct stuck close by trying not to leave her too vulnerable.

A minute later the four of them found their target. A deep emptiness filled Katie as she observed from the side of the path.

"On three." Part of her wanted to back out and admit she was wrong. Her earlier confidence on fixing the task shrunk as she took in what awaited them. The bear was a behemoth. She knew it would be a fight. She had done a poor job of predicting just how much of a fight it would be. Nervousness caused her throat to dry out as she steeled herself for the coming battle.

The orc mimed the countdown and the team set into action. Carrying her body forward nimble legs rushed across the path with heavier thuds of the Barbarian closely behind her. Sensing their arrival the beast turned around to greet them - Right as a bright flash erupted in its face. Dazed by the unexpected blast the bear stumbled. Running alongside its left side Katie gripped her sword with both hands and did an arching cleave before backing off. The Barbarian followed up on the opposite side, narrowly dodging as the bear retaliated.

Hit and run tactics were repeated with the gnome filling the gaps with distracting magicks. Sick of its torment the bear started hunting down its attackers with malicious intent. In response the elf set her actions into motion. Vines sprung up out of the soil and entangled the beast. More slices and cuts were placed into its hide while it strained against its imprisonment.

Soon the girl lost track of time as the party kept up their cat and mouse games. Each time the bear focused on one of them they retreated while the rest harrassed it. Each attack they landed did not seem to faze the beast but they knew it would only be a matter of time until it was felled. Cleaving blades and varying magicks kept up their flurry of blows while the storm raged on around them.

Her next attack did not go as planned. Closing in and aiming for the strike she gasped as the bear swung its head around with speed. Not prepared for the reaction she struggled to back away due to the slip and slide mud around their target. Her heart leapt out of her chest as Huge teeth and what she was certain was an audible crunch narrowly missed her arm as she went plumeting to the floor. Mud splattered around her, caking the majority of her legs and the back of her top in brown. Frightened by the ordeal her body followed up from the near miss that worried her heart. Cheeks tinted pink as her bladder control evaporated. Even as she struggled to get up in the rain she knew she was still leaking. Reacting far too late for her tastes adrenaline finally kicked in as her was once more drawn to the battle.

Exhaustion pulsed all over her body as she rose to a shaky stand. The bear likewise seemed to have tired out as its legs gave way and it crashed to the ground. Circling round on the other side she caused sight of the orc huffing and puffing just as much as she was. Still the beast was not slain. Seeking to end the fight for good the girl rolled her shoulders. Adjusting her grip on her sword she looked down to her feet and got herself ready in a stance.

Lunging forwards she put her remaining strength into her blow. Steel met the outside of the bears side and sunk inside its flesh. A gutteral snarl left the creature in response as Katie twisted her power to push her entire body weight into the blade. Panting heavily and still driving the attack her off-hand pulled out the dagger from its small sheath. An exhausted shout was given as she had nothing left to give yet still tried to plunge it in and drag downwards.

Nothing moved for the next few moments. Cheering came from the side of the clearing as the elf and gnome celebrated the show. It had been the most challenging moment of her life but with numbers and tactics the team had prevailed. Joining in on the victory the Barbarian lifted her battle axe high into the air and let out his own warcry. All she could do was smile at the friends she was with-

A low bellow came from the bear. Slumped on the ground her eyes threatened to pop out their sockets as the beast once more rose so its height. The noises of her companions stopped, replaced only with ringing as the monster raised its head high and released its own bark. The sight of the battle axe disappeared. By the time she had managed to blink she now saw the Barbarian soaring across the clearing. Their premature victory that had caused excitement and joy was replaced with impending doom. Scratching at the grass and mud beneath her Katie backed away as quick as her limbs would allow. She had already surpassed her limits - There was nothing left to give.

The bear turned and picked its next target. Sluggishly it turned its hide and locked sights with its next victim. Vines sprang up near the girl and zoomed forward but still the bear advanced. A bright flash seperated the eyes that stared down its prey for a second yet still it moved closer. Losing ground she felt a lump rapidly rise in her throat. As if tormenting her a huge claw was raised above her. In striking distance it now descended.

Through fear and a second wind she managed to start rolling to her right as the blow struck, more vines piercing the ground beside her at the last moment and stabbing into the bear itself. Rather than swiping across her face and dooming her for certain the blow landed on the back of her legs. The urge to scream out as pain rocked her body to its core reached its maximum but her voice was silent. Still the sounds of her companions came as ringing. Another flash lit up the battle arena as the beast was engulfed in ethereal flames. Still it powered on determined to end her life. Tears streamed down her face as she begged the fates to spare her. Arms pushed back into the mud - legs dragging uselessly behind to no benefit.

'I...I...' Still the bear powered on despite the sword that was still embedded in its hide. Ignoring the numerous wounds it had received from the bladed weapons it stamped in the ground and groaned in defiance of its own death. As her legs began to go numb and lose feeling she felt the rest of her body tighten.

As it raised both claws her vision turned dark.

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Rage burned inside her. The plan had been executed flawlessly... why had their victory been denied? With her own energy at its limits she delved deep into any possible reserves. Fingers wove chaotic patterns as her tongue muttered incantation after incantation. Beside her she was aware of the gnome doing the same thing though drawing on a different source of power. Doubt danced with anger as she questioned how the beast had survived their combined onslaught whilst exhausted.

"Raaagh!" Still mid weave her eyes locked on to the warcry. Screaming with all his might the Barbarian had picked himself up and thrown himself back into the fray. Even during the stormy conditions she could see blood flowing rapidly from the orc. He was heavily wounded and yet still battled with furious might. Leaping higher than the beast stood she watched in awe as the battle axe flew alongside him. Descending to the ground he swung the weapon down. Great weapon met bear in a head on clash.

Held breath was released forcefully as the bear toppled sideways. The orc had triumphed in the blow. Falling over yet again her rage subsided. Fury was replaced with panic as she watched the Barbarian stagger and fall down to one knee. Clutching her staff tighter she rushed into the main part of the path. Shakey hands met ripped up flesh and flowing blood. Both hands met on the orcs chest as she uttered her incantations trying to prevent the damage from becoming lethal. Lime coloured light formed on her fingertips as she traced the very edges of the injury.

"You're almost dead. I can't fix this here. I have tonics back on the transport." Eyes squinted as the rain continued to splash down. The orc simply nodded to her words as she did her best to stabalize the horrific injury. "I... You might have scarring from this." She thought honesty would be the best policy. The majority of the orcs chest had been brutally smashed and his arms were likewise ripped open. She found it a miracle that he was still conscious... Still being coherent and battle ready was putting his stamina in levels simply impossible to any other race. Weak as she were she perched her frame underneath him and pushed. Raising to a stand she wobbled both her own body and that of the heavy orc back towards the wagons they had accquired.

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Running as fast as her legs could carry her the gnome ran towards the fallen human. She had confidence in the ability of her Druidic friend to manage the orc. What worried the Cleric as she closed the distance was how the human had yet to move. Almost losing her balance on the state of the mud in the arena she kept up the short sprint. Reaching the last few meters she lowered her legs and soon came crashing down to the mud where she lie.

Concerned eyes locked on to the head of the girl. Her eyes were shut and her mouth lay partially open. Seeing no serious injury on the girls face she continued her examination. Similarly she had also escaped harm to her chest. Aside from being muddied by the storm her top was not in a bad state. No bear claw marks could be seen which reassured her that the girls main organs and center of mass had been freed from damage. Planting her book down next to where she sat she checked the arms next and nodded. This too had escaped any sign of injury.

The gnome found herself pausing as she looked below. The humans groin seemed swollen. Tapping her face a few times yielded no response. Perplexed by what injury had been inflicted she gently opened the girls eyes. A vacant unmoving look was revealed. Understanding the girl was 'out cold' she carried out the last part of her medical checks.

No injury could be seen on the outside. A careful twisting of both feet confirmed that, likewise, nothing was broken. The only damage she could identify were to the girls thighs. Partially hidden by the fact she was laid on her back the gnome could see that the leather parts had been claws and torn at the side. Initially turning to ask for some assistance she caught sight of the elf carrying the bloodied orc away. Sighing, the gnome realized they were alone for what they needed.

Fingers found themselves applied to the girls side. One hand pushed against the side of the girls torso while the other tried to lift and push over the leg in the same direction. Grunting, Prio heaved the limp girl over on to her side.

"Ahh-er.. oh dear, whoops. Sorry Ka- Right, not quite present." Ceasing with her efforts the gnome let go of the girl allowing her to roll back to the way she was previous.

The bear had indeed struck a blow which had somehow knocked the girl out. A heavy strike had hit the girls legs and tore through the defences that were there. The leather pants had not been capable of withstanding the blow and now the back of the girls underwear was on display. Part of the leather thigh guards she had obtained had also faired much the same and were now semi buried in the mud.

Giving one last look of the girl the gnome shrugged. What she had discovered had come as a slight surprise but it was not to be unexpected given the misfortune she had recently experienced. Already her mind turned to how to fix the problem. Being unable to lift the human by herself Prio stood up and checked the surrounding area. Not disuaded by the rain she kept the close proximity to the unconscious Warrior rather than seeking shelter under the nearby leaves. Nothing nearby would be of aid. All she had to do now was wait for help to get the girl back safely and somehow achieve it without the state of the girl being seen.

"Don't worry friend, your secret is safe with me."


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On 6/4/2022 at 1:51 AM, PetrichorDL said:

Oh. That's good to know. Reminds me of something similar...

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Goodberry from D&D since this is a fantasy story...

You are correct. This is my inspiration for such!

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31 minutes ago, Luaura said:

You are correct. This is my inspiration for such!

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(I hope the themes I'm drawing on to aren't a discomfort for some. I'm not sure if I need to put it in as a tag or not? Otherwise, thank you for the patience!)

I don't mind the action, I think that's very fitting for the setting and it gives your story some weight to it.

Your description seemed too familiar and I saw a youtube video about the berrys a while ago.

 

 

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                                                                                                                             7 - Haste
                                                                                                           Features: Diapers, wetting, messing

 

Waiting in the rain for reinforcements the gnome twiddled their thumbs idly. Not caring for the rain Prio found there was not much to do in the now mostly empty clearing. She had contemplated what to do with the bear but quickly decided to ignore her wandering mind. The creature was far too large and it would take valuable time out of their journey. Focusing on her professional demeanour instead the Cleric had turned their mind once more to the sleeping girl. During the fight she had given it her all - Now it was her own turn to have her back. Such a thought turned her mind to the other two men in the team for a few seconds. The orc was nice enough in her mind... he just seemed to be unsocialable. Thinking on the other human made her scowl.

Physically looking at the unconscious fighter Prio smiled. She would go as far as to say that the young human was cute given the circumstances. It was true that they had only known each other for a short time but the chats had been pleasant and she was happy to see that their newest party member was friendly and approachable. The presence of infantile underwear did not bother the gnome - It was the girls personal business and if the situations were reversed she would be mortified to be exposed. Curiousities and questions did swirl in her head as she continued looking down but the gnome shook her head. Being nosey would not help right now.

Roughly ten minutes after she had been abandoned the noise of someone approaching reached her. Branches snapping and heavy breathing hit her ears before eyes could even locate the target. Keeping on guard initially she relaxed when she caught sight of their elven leader. Covered in mud, blood and appearing to be exhausted the gnome was impressed with their endurance to pushing onwards for so long.

"Sorry. Tired. He's in... a bad... way. Let's go." As the team leader neared Prio adjusted her stance. She had one job left to do and she was determined to see it through.

"Her legs have been injured. Pull her up from the arms first." In order to sell the comment she moved closer to the girls waist. Shelara paused for a second to register the instructions. Switching sides on the body the elf too came towards the side. Giving a helping hand the pair of them managed to pull the girl upwards, her body ragdolling slightly as grips were adjusted.

"I..Can't." Nearing a standing position the gnome watched on in concern as the humans feet spun wildly. Lacking the strength to fully support them the elf started to buckle. Thinking quickly Prio shifted to the back and pushed the girl from behind trying carefully to avoid pushing too hard into the region. Switching to match her own movement the elf turned around and tried to support the unconscious girl with her back rather than carrying her from the front and using her shoulders.

Finally standing upright without a fear of tipping over the pair traversed the overgrown shrubs and bushes back towards the wagons. No words were said in their return journey. Standing at the back the elf provided the muscle power to support the still sleeping Katie. Due to their height difference Prio found her gaze drawn to the rump of the girl more than once.

Problems arose when the two healers reached the wagons. Lacking the strength to fully lift and haul the girl in the elf had started pushing Katie off onto her shoulder.

"Wait. You need to climb in and pull her up because of her legs." Pausing with her hold on the girl the elf turned their head to the side. Not quite establishing eye contact Prio heard a 'huff'.

"We can push her in from behind." Continuing with her movement the elf managed to offload the girl. In order to not make her fall the gnome had to put more muscle into work. Limbs stiffened to cope with the difference as Katie threatened to flop sideways.

"Wait!" Once more a sigh left Shelara which Prio interpreted as annoyance.

"Please, stop stalling. I'm tired and I have a long night ahead of me." The gnome gave one last look to her side.

"Y-you can't. Her wounds are barely holding together." It was a desperate gamble. As the second oldest member of the team she had shared many words with the team leader. Hoping that her seniority encouraged trust she prayed it would work. "I don't want to... you know, infringe on her privacy."

The elf paused. Adopting the human custom of crossing her fingers she exhaled in relief when the elf agreed. As one the women pushed Katie up against the wagon. Still standing at the side of her patient the gnome watched in guilt as the elf tried to haul herself inside the wagon only to slip and fall into the mud. Scrambling to get back upright she tried once more but was unable to summon the strength to conquer her obstacle.

"Shelara?"

"Just give me a moment." Loud inhales and exhales came from the elf. Still watching, Prio noticed the elf pull out a small pouch from her belongings. Withdrawing a single berry she sucked it inside. Understanding the flaw in how the girl would now be pulled in the wagon the gnome quickly improved to try and block the view. Less than ten seconds later the elf retried the mounting. Clearing it with ease she did as the gnome had requested. With the Warrior now secured in the wagon the elf swiftly departed to go back to the aid of the Barbarian.

Reaching up and pulling the fabric curtains for privacy the Cleric looked down to the girl. Dragging her slightly to the side Prio adjusted her until she was in as good a place as she could be. A lamp was ignited to provide a clear look at the injury the girl had sustained and with the cover of the fabric roof to shield them from the storm she prepared to get to work.

"Sorry kiddo. Excuse my fingers but I've gotta patch you up." With all the care she could muster the gnome offered a quick prayer in their home tongue. Invoking the miracles of their deity was a quick and painless task - It was the application of such miracles which had her conflicted. Little fingers gripped the sides of the leather pants and with a dozen tugs managed to move them down.

'Wow. That's.. uh, big.' Second hand embarrassment as well as pity was felt as the now exposed incontinence garment rustled into view. Luckily it had avoided being ripped by the bears attacks. The same could not be said for its interior defences which had failed, hinted by the yellow staining. Still being committed to the job she called upon the energies that had aided her in her field. With the warm glow of her deity blessing her fingers she knew it was time. Planting them on the site where the girls legs were injured the tingling of 'pins and needles' confirmed it had activated and worked. Struggling for a few minutes to pull the girls leather pants the gnome sighed out loud.

"Sleep easy Katie."

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There was only darkness. A single memory kept replaying in her mind in slow motion, like a mime committing to an act of repetition. Every time the memory neared its end instinct would kick in. Try as she would to fit the feeling she was powerless - Instead she found herself mindlessly obeying a single command to close her eyes before the creature could strike her. No pain would ever come. Instead the cycle would reset with her feeling weaker.

She had lost count of how many times she had replayed the memory. She did not know how much time had passed. Perhaps because of the familiarity of the memory repeating was why the next detail struck her as odd. Confusion was the only emotion she could conjure. The detail was not there before... not that it mattered she supposed. Any effort she put into resiting the memory made her disorientated. A sickness of the mind.

Reality reset. She was weak. The creature was nearing her-

A tweeting bird. The cycle had changed. Afraid to divert from the path of fate lest the sickness overwhelm her she instead obeyed the memory, albeit different to what she had memorized. Locked in her loop she did the only thing possible. Observation and thinking. A dozen more repetitions happened in equal succession. Each time her mind would spin in an attempt to calculate what had changed. Had she done something to upset her memory of death? Where had things gone wrong? Why? The details were no longer making sense. Despite her own insistence to obey the path laid in front of her it seemed she was doomed to feel nauseated from action or inaction.

Reality reset. She was weak. The creat-... A storm. Tweeting birds inside such bad weather? Confusion turned to pain as her mind could not comprehend what had happened. She shook her head as the attack came near.

Close your eyes

...

...

...

Pain elsewhere from her mind was the first new detail that registered with the girl. Reality did not reset in the same way. Whatever had happened had now paused itself. Still trapped by dark surroundings she waited for a moment.

A shimmer of light broke the darkness. Her eyes were starting to open. Where there was once darkness and a creature spelling her immediate death there was now only the fabric roof of a carriage. Still too soon to focus her eyes the girl was afflicted with blurry vision. Now awake, so to did her mind start to reactivate. The pain from her head lingered though a smaller duplicate appeared underneath where she was laying down. Struggling for a moment the girl managed to clench her hands. Relaxing her muscles she groaned for the first time. The ache of overuse rather than damage and pain hit, then vanished.

A small twitching of her legs helped set clarity in her head. Aided by the tiniest roll of her neck she was satisfied that she was not paralyzed though it was clear the battle had gone as she had feared. She had been damaged, judging by the throbbing ache that was coming from her underneath. Five seconds passed as the pain grew more. A further ten seconds passed as the pain reached its peak staying at a persistent level of discomfort.

Further waiting did not improve the situation. Groaning for the second time the girl tried to lift her head to observe her surroundings. Checking to her sides confirmed that she was completely alone. Ears heightened their senses letting the girl know that the carriage was actively moving. The only course of action left for the girl was to get moving and find out for herself what had happened between her battle and the present.

Understanding the instruction her legs began to curl inwards to her body. Nearing their goal a new sensation registered in the girls mind as her calves started feeling wet. Halting her instruction she tried to adapt to a different approach. Pulling her arms up from their sleeping abode she pushed down into the wooden flooring of the carriage to push her body upright.

Squelch

Katie grimaced as she reached her seated position with near-crossed legs. Tired and pained as she was she did not need any assistance to understand the newest feeling. Despite her precautions taken she had once again been let down by her body. Still frowning the girl moved her hand towards the sleeping blanket and gently lifted the cover. No longer hidden by the fabric she stared wide-eyed at the sight.

Through a stroke of good luck the blanket had escaped being damaged by her lack of bodily control. Unfortunately for the girl the damage had been concentrated at the front and was on the very cusp of leaking. The last time she had examined herself her pants had fit snug but secure and hid the appearance of what was underneath. There would be no mistaking the large lump that was now present.

'I need to get out of this.' Her mouth turned up in disgust as started rising. Limited by space her legs squished into the sodden padding. Approaching an almost standing height the girl gasped as her protective garment started shifting downwards. Slamming her knees together in an attend to squeeze her diaper between her legs she cautious reached behind her back to try and pull both padding and pants up further.

Her hand brushed against her backside. Keeping it in place she used her other hand to pull on the waistband. As the original hand adjusted to try and push things upwards the girl sharply inhaled at the newest development in her struggle. Pushing inwards and upwards made her cringe but she powered onwards. As she pulled her hand away to adjust her grip the diaper sagged violently. Reacting to the movement she tried to hold it in place. Instead, fingers came upon the true source of damage she had sustained.

An unmistakable tear was at her rear

"Katie? You awake?" The voice of the gnome cleric came from the front of the wagon. Panicked by her current position the girl reacted with the first idea that came to mind - Flopping back down and feigning sleep. Landing on her knees with speed Katie ignored the pain and flattened herself out underneath the cover of the blanket. Where as before she was laid on her back this time she was laid on her front, head turned into the wood so as to block her guests view of a face that was clearly panicked.

The shuffling of a curtain reached her ears as she kept up the play. As the slight grunting of the gnome became more clear the consequences of her latest stunt struck... she had slammed herself down against the hard surface. Unable to push into the wood or filter its contents upwards her diaper had took the only possible route remaining - Sideways. A rising dampness started to spread as the girl held her breath.

Allied footsteps came closer and practically stopped on top of her body.

"You know... if you wanted to sleep more that is fine, buuut I would strongly recommend practising your stealth game." Busted. With part of her ruse up Katie shuffled over onto her back, rotating the blanket as she did so to keep her body concealed. Having started to leak the wetness that had been pushed out sideways leaked in multiple directions down her legs and the side of her behind.

"Sorry." Laughing slightly Prio reached forward and ruffled the girl's hair. Taken back by the display she shifted uncomfortably under the blanket

"Oh dear. My apologies. Acting on instinct because... uh, well.. Yeah. You know." The jovial attitude of the gnome shifted instantly to awkwardness mimicking her own. Tilting her head sideways Katie shrugged her shoulders at the gnome.

"Anyways. Yes. Well. You seem all well and good buuuut if it still hurts just poke me and I'll give you some more juice." Backing away towards the front of the wagon the gnome continued speaking. With one last smile the gnome disappeared again from view.

'Does she know?' Alone once more Katie groaned and slumped backwards, not caring as her soaked garment squished itself. As friendly as the gnome seemed her circumstances were mortifying. Though the ache was irritating to put up with she was determined to soldier onwards.

--

The wagon at the front of the group pulled to a stop. Seconds later its twin also stopped behind it. One by one the passengers disembarked to stretch their limbs, groaning about the comfort and hoping to rest up for a short time. A quick check around the open area they had pulled in convinced the group they were safe for the time being.

"Thanks for the help." Shelara's musings were interrupted as a heavy slap landed on her back. Turning around to her patient she nodded in acknowledgement. She had spent the majority of the first night stablizing the wounds the Barbarian had received. Limited by what magic she had remaining she had resorted to some old school remedies. Given the lack of shouting in pain and how mobile the orc was it was clear such healing had worked. Content that her hours of work were not in vain the elf left the orc to take care of their animal companions. Heading over to the gathering of the other three she waved as she approached.

"Fine work everyone. We should reach our contact within the hour." Despite the positive healing and good time made on their travels concern too lingered in her head. Although her kind required little rest and often adopted meditation as their way of recuperating, Shelara had not been afforded that luxury with the Barbarian. Putting her duties to the team over her own well-being she had taken a risk.

Opening her bags the elf extracted the mostly-eaten goodberry pie and took a small bite. Encouraged by the relaxed behaviour from their team leader so did the Cleric and Mage retrieve their belongings. Keeping up the fascade that all was well her mind kept warning her about her behaviour. Not including the bite she had just taken the elf knew they had so far consumed a few berries not to far apart. At the time she had justified it by requiring the energy boost to keep on working. Staring ahead she now mentally criticized her own behaviour - It had not been that long ago she had warned the young human of such actions. Reinforcing the point she experienced an unpleasant flashback.

Coming back into the present her eyes turned to the younger human in the party making her expression soften. The girl had pulled out a piece of stale bread and was nibbling on it. Noticing her lack of energy the elf made a note to privately check in on their well-being later.

"Naturally it was all down to our marvelous melee combatants." The Mage clapped a few times which warmed the pride of the Warrior in the group. Smiling to herself as she watched the girl come a bit more to life she pressed on with the meeting and food consumption.

"We all played our part. If our map is right we should just need to keep heading... that way." Pointing in the direction of trees and shrubs the elf looked down to the parchment they had withdrawn a few seconds prior. Nodding in confirmation mostly to themself. "The map is outdated but our job should be atop a nearby hill in an abandoned fort." Rolling the map back into her bags Shelara turned her thoughts to the young girl.

Shelara huffed to herself in self annoyance as an overactive mind made her relive glimmers of the previous day. It had not escaped her attention that Katie was now wearing different pants. The curious part of her wanted to question the girl about it but she knew better than to risk jeopradising a friendship. Becoming allies was an easy task to the elf. Forming lasting bonds was something that she had found a bit trickier to achieve. So far the human had excelled in early performances which would rank her strength as high. In contrast the herself...

The curiousity was overtaken by guilt as she pondered the comparison. She had always been viewed as the team leader as she could think of solutions quickly while on the move. In reality she was weak. Cowering from stormy conditions was one thing that she would not lose much rest over being teased, yet her mind lingered on the other details of that night. She frowned as she reviewed her actions. She was meant to be an example of the team yet she skulked in the shadow of her covers with crude thoughts. There was no twisting the truth of denying what had happened - her behaviour was simply inexcusable, even if the girl was unaware.

Shelara gulped while looking out into the distance. She did not even know if the human felt the same way as she did. In hindsight she came across as being very creepy.

"So.. when are we heading out exactly?" The Mage speaking brought her attention away from her emotions and mind turmoil. The desire to reach out for a friend was strong but she had always held pride in staying loyal to the mission. To admit that she was not that strong to her party would be spelling doom for their expedition. Knowing that she would need to be on her best game she cleared her throat as the plan was explained.

...

Twenty minutes of resting flew by as the party relaxed and tended to any needs. Having relieved herself of her liquid buildup the elf stood waiting by the main camp area for the others to arrive. Concern was etched on her mind with her recent actions. Praying that the consequences would not strike instantly like they had for the human she tried to ignore the occasional gutteral groan.

With the five of them reunited they once again departed on their expedition. The Mage had expressed doubt about leaving the wagons unattended close to the main road but the Barbarian quickly put him to ease before she could reassure him herself. Over the next half an hour the group lowered their guard. Casual topics were brought up between each of them ranging from food to weapons to random hobbies. Familiar with some of the opinions of the senior members of the group Shelara was pleased to find their relaxing walk to be of a positive benefit on morale.

"How much further is this walk?" The gnome was the first to complain about the uphill climb, unsurprisingly given their stature.

"Providing that we do not needlessly delay-" As she tried to analyse the situation the jinx took effect. From the surrounding terrain came a loud chorus of chittering. Halting in their march the group of five stacked up next to one another.

"One last battle before we get the job done? Bring it on!"

"I'll hold this side." Pride started to fill her as the team entered into its combat mode. Placing security on the gnome in the center the others secured their flanks, leaving Shelara to hold the rear and offer any assistance. Being the Druid in the team came with its advantages - The terrain was practically calling for her to bend to her will.

The threat was not what she had expected. Over on the left and directly infront stormed the first of the enemy to greet them. Giantic insects of varying types worked in unison to lunge for their attackers. Despite their largened state they were still in effective against an orc swinging a great weapon and a Mage preparing spells.

More chittering came from the right. The pride did not last long amidst the oncoming swarm. With the scout wave defeated the main assault began. Standing their ground each of the group flung themselves into action. Being larger targets made them easier to attack though unease soon spread through the lines as the numbers did not cease. Enlarged woodlice, spiders, cockroaches and termites allied together in an unnatural way to launch a four-fold attack against the humanoid visitors to the region.

"There's no end to them. Let me call for aid." Worried about being overwhelmed she called out for time. It had taken many months of practice but recently she had finally dug through in her practices of Druid Craft to beg the nature around them to lend their aid. Motions were delicately followed and her home tongue was used to encourage the magic to flow. Still the others battles the insects that were steadily building a wall around them.

"A few more seconds." Weaving the last parts of her spell she felt a shooting pain in her leg. With the numbers against them she could see one of the spiders had took its chances to feast. Gritting her teeth in irritation she looked to the others who were backing into a ball. The time was not on her side. Against her better judgement she started to mess up her weaving, accepting that she had not calculated the time nor predicted the enemy correctly.

Right as she opened the mouth to call for a retreat and ruin her spell a loud rumbling was felt beneath her feet. At once the insects scattered and the team of adventurers lowered their weapons.

"Shelara?"

The earth opened up underneath them. All she saw as she fell were the many more insects below building their tunnels right as her vision turned black.

--

"Someone... anyone, help?" As her consciousness came round she caught ear of the gnome shouting out. Groggily opening her eyes she could only see a dark shape in front of her. Blinking repeatedly to help with the dryness near her eyes the girl squinted to try and understand what had happened. Adjusting to the lighting the dark shape also faded and was instead replaced with the elf. Contrast to her normal meditative seating position the taller woman was slightly hunched over and fully asleep. Her staff had fallen from her grasp and lay on the floor of the hole they had fallen into.

Looking back upwards from the weapon Katie scowled at the surroundings. The last she had remembered was the ground giving way. She had expected stone and grass to be the flooring of where they had collectively fallen - Yet why was Shelara seemingly encased into the wall of where they had landed? Looking down at her own body she found herself in a similar predicament. Where as her friend was protruding out of the wall she was glued into her own segment fully starfished. Groaning as she tried to heave her arms forward the girl was soon stopping to catch her breath.

'You don't just melt into a solid wall. Think!' Unable to touch break free Katie paused to examine her prison. The way her limbs were positioned she could not properly touch the surface of what she was sprawled upon. Only her head had remained somewhat free. Rolling it to the side her cheek made contact with the wall of the opening they were in. Immediately on contact the top layer seemed to crack and crumble away. Underneath this weakness was what looked and felt like solid stone.

No insects of any kind were nearby. Straining her ears she failed to hear any more scuttling. The lack of pain she was feeling reassured her that she had not been damaged, though the entire situation had escalated quickly.

A few minutes of attempting to push through the hard substance with both arms and legs alike failed her. Accepting failure from her own strength she searched for anything to try and aid her. Not willing to admit defeat she set an inner resolve to keep trying until she had achieved freedom. Glancing down at her feet she saw her sword. The lack of a dagger made the girl sigh. The lack of any tools near her limbs left her hoping that she was somehow weakening her restraints.

An unsettling rumble came from within. Unable to massage her stomach to offset the feeling the girl made a wry face. Having not been discouraged from such protests the rest of her body awakened. Deep inside muscles got to work. A second grumble warbled out as a rising discomfort made itself known. Cheeks began to heat up as her mind recalled her previous failures of voiding herself.

'No need to panic Katie. You've got this. It's only been... two... three days...' Nervously chuckling to herself the girls confidence started to shrink. Worries about her current state prompted her to move. Yet again she tried to push against the wall that had entombed her - Once more her prison stood its ground.

"Prio? Where are you?" Seeking alternatives the girl called out to her allies. Knowing that the gnome was at least conscious was a promising lead. Not knowing where the Mage and Barbarian were was slightly worrisome for the team but the girl set her eyes on reuniting. The sooner they could regroup and rally their strength the better.

...

Sweat dripped down the girls face as she tried to tense. Unable to coil into herself meant no pressure could be applied to the problem she was suffering with.

It had taken the gnome ten minutes to find the girl. Managing to make her way over to the elf first, Prio had been smacking away at the walls with a small warhammer they had found. After a further five minutes of smacking away the Cleric was victorious - Shelara was free from their confines and had flopped down to the floor. A quick medical check later and the gnome had turned her attention to the imprisoned Warrior.

Ten more minutes had passed. For Katie the past twenty-five had been torture. Well and truly trapped she was betting everything on Prio to rescue her from the wall. Agitated with the circumstances her body had started to rebel against her will. What had started as a discomfort had escalated into a rising urgency. Still being trapped had not helped the desperation her body was attacking her with.

"Haargh!" Warhammer met wall. While the gnome was busy practising her mining the girls body gurgled. Wincing through her inner turmoil she tried to wriggle free.

"P-please hurry Prio." She felt it was unbecoming of wanna-be heroes to plead but her desire to keep her dignity ruled over such opinions.

"I'm trying! This is very tiring work. Gods... give me strength." The gnome leaned over to gasp for air. Inside the cage a tired body had started to ache and slow down.

"Hnng-h-hurry" She knew she was started to lose the fight. Her insides had bubbled like a pot of water on a hob for too long. Unable to do anything else the girl whimpered as the first signs of failure began to be felt.

"Girls? Anyone there?" A booming voice echoed through the chamber

Shhloooorp

The girl inhaled sharply as disaster struck. Not expecting the arrival of any party members had caused her to gasp when the Barbarian shouted through the caverns they were inside. Unfortunately for her this had been timed exactly as a cramp had struck. With no strength left to reinforce her defences a tired colon started expelling itself. A thick column of ooze steadily left the confines of her body causing warmth to appear and spread across her rear.

Encouraged by the privy failure she felt her guts twist even more. Aware of the gnome hammering on her confines time seemed to slow as Katie considered all options. Still trapped and out of stamina to hold back the rest that wanted freedom the girl looked down. Any chance for sparing herself from the upcoming fate was quickly scrubbed away. The only useful items were inside her backpack which was buried along with her. Keeping her gaze low the girl accepted that it would probably be best to get her ordeal over with.

'It's already happened. Just get it finished for good.' Begrudgingly the girl tried to ready herself. Even as she thought up the idea to push rather than resist her body eagerly agreed.

sssPLAARTCH

The attempt did not go as planned. Hoping for a relatively quiet movement like her first privy failure she was instead met with a loud splattering. Gasping in shock from how audible her mess was she was soon even more alarmed by how quickly her underwear began to fill. Desperately trying to wriggle free the girl grimaced as the contents of her diaper glued itself to her skin. Reaching the end of her trauma she was met with a huge feeling of relief from her stomach. The pain had gone but the price was her shame.

"Oh dear. Oh God. It's ok, it's ok! I'll get you out in- Oh my word- Sorry. It's not your fault. I just did not expect this." A strong odour made itself apparent. Too embarrassed to say anything the girl chose to shut her eyes and clench her fists. Doing her best to hold back any tears she tried her best to remain in place as the gnome picked up the pace with their mining tool.

"Ugh! It smells of shit in here... wait, did-" The other party members were much closer than she had thought and hoped. A single sob left her without permission at the words. It had been bad enough wetting her bedroll in the presence of the Mage. Being caught in her current situation was too much.

"One more word and I'll make you regret it. Grab Shelara and either get lost or help me out." Yet again the gnome had come to her aid. Staying silent the tiniest hint of a smile manifested on the girls lips.

...

...

With the largest block removed her chains were finally broken. As both gnome and orc stepped backwards the human left their cell. Following on from the stern warning the Mage had taken the elf and moved on ahead. She did not know how the orc felt about what had happened. The subsequent mining after the other humans leaving had been devoid of chatter. Now that she was free he had started wandering after the others.

The awkwardness was overwhelming. She knew it was far too late to hide anything that had happened yet standing there pretending everything was fine seemed just as criminal. Grabbing her wrist with the other hand she let her arms cross and hang in front of her. Flushed to the max the girl took half a step before swiftly stopping. Under normal circumstances there would be no issue - trying to walk normally with a full movement in her underwear made her pause to recalculate 'how'. She had not managed a single step and yet the shifting of her mess against her skin had her disgusted.

Moving her other leg into position to match her normal standing pose made the girl mumble. It had taken her almost ten seconds to manage a single step. Adapting to more so of a waddle Katie managed a few more paces forward. Rather than having issues with the feeling of her accident it was now the sound that bothered her. Each waddle made her garment crinkle and she knew the weight it was holding did not help.

"Er.. Katie?" Blinking, the girl realized her caring friend was now beside her tugging on her sleeve. "You know... it's not that bad." Trying to prove a point Prio leaned around the Warrior. Unsure how to reply to such a statement she gingerly pulled a hand round to her back to shield it from view.

"Sorry! I didn't mean anything bad by it." Shaking both hands forward in a waving motion the gnome pulled backwards. Reaching a suitable distance the gnome turned around towards the Barbarian who was now quite far in front. Nodding to herself, Prio stepped closer to the girl once again. Walking right up towards her front the gnome whispered.

"Do you need any help?"

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Apologies for the delay. A few things came up and I didn't want to hold it off any longer. Will work better for the next one as the team advances.

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