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  1. Greetings to everyone! Over the course of the past few days (and apologies that it's a bit late, Christmas reunions caught up sooner than expected), we have been prepared this little Christmas special for y'all. This involves the main cast (and some secondary/recurrent characters) of the game The Twelve Fanatics, also shared in omo.org in the RPG section; if you haven't played the game yet, I wholeheartedly suggest that you do! If you haven't, not to worry; this mini-story has no connection to the game's plot and can be readed independently. WARNING: EVEN if this story is not linked to the game's in any way, there may be subtle spoilers and information regarding certain stages of the game's story revealed or hinted; nothing big (especially for those up-to-date with the story as included in the game so far), but still, I feel obligued to make a spoiler alert! Very, very special thanks to @Sunflower, who single-handedly illustrated the scenes of this Christmas special. Visit and cheer him for his amazing work! Now, without further ado, here is the story. Merry Christmas, happy holidays and a happy New Year to everyone! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ In Kriemhild, a country located southmost in the great continent, the transition between autumn and winter is rarely ever notorious as the weather shifts between both seasons is rather mild and often unaccounted for. Its residents, accustomed to warm weathers and constant rainy seasons all around the year, fall prey to winter’s medium low temperatures of between zero to ten degrees seeing it as an unbearable cold compared to their summers’ hot temperatures reaching almost forty degrees when the season is at its peak, especially in days subsequent to copious raining. With all this considered, residents of this country are certainly not used to low temperatures and the presence of snow, save for the mountain areas where snow is always a punctual visitor of their winters. This year, however, is an unexpected exception to Kriemhild’s rule of thumb weathers as the temperature has plummeted below minus five degrees, expected to drop even further in the following days. It is the late afternoon of the winter solstice day, and Solveig, wrapped up in the warmest of her wardrobe – a thick but cozy sweater, a long skirt with leggings and boots – finds herself looking around in the fields as she walks from the castle to her friend’s house now that her duties are finished for the day. Albeit shallow, there are lumps of snow spread all over the usually clear grassland around the route and the creatures that usually roam the fields are absent or simply minding their own business in an attempt to keep themselves warm. As she walks, Solveig slowly turns her head while staring at a frozen slime next to a bush covered in snow until it disappears from her field of view. As she turns her head back forward, an expression of surprise briefly appears on her face as her eyes widen for a split second; lowering her shoulders, Solveig scoffs and proceeds to shake her arms and quickly rub her hands together to warm herself more. Once her destination is close enough, Solveig starts to trot – or, rather, leap over lumps of snow – to cover the remaining distance in a shorter amount of time, looking forward to a warm shelter within her friend’s house’s walls. Once the town’s front gates are within her sight, she spots two men, sporting their soldier uniforms but also an evident layer of warm clothes underneath them, stationed in front of it. Both of them dropped their chat as soon as they heard snow crunching under Solveig’s boots as she stepped on it and turned their attention to her. “Hey there, Solveig! Finished early today, huh?” One of them greeted her with a smile, getting ready to open a small door on the side of the gate used to let individuals into the town. “Yeah, there’s almost nothing to do over there. Everyone has their heads full with the new year party thing.” She replied, still bouncing over a couple lumps of snow as she reached the gate’s surroundings. “Honestly, I’m just looking forward for my week off.” “You don’t say; can’t imagine how having nothing to do feels like.” The other man replied with a bit of irony in his voice. “Hope you guys get some free time to be with your families, too, but – hey, at least it’s a bit warmer here within the boundary field. The road from the castle is a chilly nightmare.” She replied, tilting her head at the man as she walked past him and headed towards the now open door. As she walked across the watch post within the walls, Solveig waved at her acquaintances and colleagues before starting to trot again, this time at a slower pace. Since the evening was not quite there yet, the town was still quite active at the time. Trotting past the blacksmith and alchemist’s stores, Solveig waved and greeted at a handful of people with a smile in her face. Compared to the roads outside, inside the town the temperature rested at a comfortable more or less eight degrees thanks to the boundary field surrounding the area, which not only drove monsters away but also was enchanted to make the weather warmer for the occasion. With no more snow to jump over nor to avoid, Solveig’s trot from the gates to Lily’s was rather quick and uninterrupted. Once her destination was just around the corner, she gradually slowed her pace over a couple of seconds until the trotting turned into a peaceful walk. As she circled the house to reach the front door, Solveig heard the voices of Lily and Loreni, cheerfully chatting in the living room; however, she also heard rustling of leaves as well as the rattling of a small object that she could not identify. “Hey.” Solveig called from the door, knocking twice before walking in as she started taking her boots off. “Oh, hello, Solveig! I didn’t know you were coming.” Loreni greeted her from one of the chairs around the dinner table. In her arms rested a small, redhead and terrifyingly adorable creature with her eyes wide open; the baby, however, seemed to be struggling with her own existence as not even her pacifier was being sucked, and she was just blankly staring at the space in front of her doing nothing but blinking every few seconds. “Hey, Sol!” Lily said by turning her head to Solveig as she heard her coming in. The girl was side sitting on the floor of her living room, in front of a small pine almost the height of the room itself placed on a steel platform that kept it straight up. In her hands, Lily held a bright red sphere that had a bright yellow frosty pattern around it. “You’re just in time! Wanna help us decorate?” In the floor, around her friend, Solveig saw a handful of boxes with more colorful glass spheres, beads and figurines that resembled stars, gingerbread men and other whimsical forms that she could only label under the category of ‘cute’. Not only that, but the pine tree in the room, which had instantly caught all of her attention, had several of these figures and ornaments hanging from its branches in ways that both seemed like a structured pattern and a completely random one. Not knowing why, Solveig smiled while looking at it before even starting to speak. “What’s with all this?” She asked, leaving her boots by the front door as she walked into the living room. “It’s our Christmas tree!” The girl joyfully replied. “And it’s looking really neat if I say so myself!” “A what tree, now?” Solveig giggled, sitting next to Lily and taking one of the figurines from the boxes in the floor to look at it closely. “Christmas! A festivity that happens from the night of the 24th of this month to all day of the 25th. Though, now that I think of it, Kriemhild doesn’t really celebrate it… Do they, mom?” Lily asked, looking at Loreni while taking another colorful sphere from the boxes. “No, but they should!” Loreni replied, slightly leaning forward in her chair. “It’s a day for families and friends to spend together, after all. There’s only good things about it.” “Oh my gosh… I’ve celebrated Christmas my whole life, even when I moved over here. I never even thought that the rest of the people around here didn’t. That’s a bit sad… Kriemhild really should adopt Christmas too.” The girl said as she hung another pair of spheres and figurines from branches of the pine that had nothing on them yet. “Wait, wait. What’s this… ‘Kreese-mes’, exactly?” Solveig asked, looking at her friend and her mother. “What does it celebrate?” “Oh, uh… Well, uh…” Lily stuttered, taking one of her hands to the back of her head to stroke her own hair with a single, slow movement. The girl made a funny grimace as she turned her eyes towards the ceiling; her friend slowly raised an eyebrow. “I’m… actually not sure. As far as I know, it’s just a day you spend with the people you love. Oh! And there’s also presents!” Loreni smiled and giggled at the girl’s explanation of Christmas. “Oh. Just like that? That’s really nice.” Solveig smiled at the idea as she mimicked Lily’s actions by hanging a couple figurines on empty branches of the pine tree. “But, wait… why the tree, then? What does the tree have to do with all that?” “Well, the tree isn’t the only green Christmas decoration. The festivity is a very old tradition coming from an ancient religion.” Explained Loreni, leaning forward to make eye contact with Solveig easier. “Its teachings have been long lost in history, but the Christmas day became so transcendent and important that the festivity is still celebrated in certain regions in the world, especially in Alcalá and Fiore. The pine tree, along with other vivid evergreens, is believed to be a charm of life and peace.” “Oh, so that is why you two know about it…” Grabbing a couple spheres, Solveig stood up and aimed to hang the decorations in the upper branches of the pine tree. “Well, to be honest, looking at all of these colorful trinkets hanging from the tree does make me feel happy and alive. And you mentioned something about… presents?” “Oh, that’s the best part, Sol!” Lily said, joyfully. “In Christmas, it is said that there’s a spirit that comes overnight and delivers presents to people. Especially for children! When I was younger, I always looked forward to get a new stuffed animal every Christmas.” “You still like to receive stuffed animals every Christmas, sweetie.” Loreni said from the table, while the baby in her arms finally managed to get a grasp of her own existence as well as the neck of her mother’s cardigan. “As long as there’s still room in my bed, I can never have enough of them!” The girl responded, triumphant and enthusiastic. Over the course of the next fifteen minutes, both Lily and Loreni told Solveig the story of a spirit known as Saint Nicholas: a benevolent entity that delivered gifts and presents to people during the night of Christmas; they described him as a man with a long, white beard wearing vivid red clothes. According to the belief, Saint Nicholas delivered presents to those who had been nice during the year, rewarding them for their contributions and good behavior. However, the part that caught Solveig’s attention the most was that this spirit especially delivered presents and toys to children and, in both her friend and her mother’s cultures, these ones joyfully looked forward to the arrival of the saint. Amazed by the story she just heard, Solveig could not help but to stop and think about it as she stared at a vivid red sphere held in her hands as she tried to imagine a picture of Saint Nicholas. However, just as she daydreamt about how it would have been to have the visit of the saint as a child, her train of thought derailed as she noticed a figure emerging from the side of the open front door, quickly turning into a familiar face. “Knock-knock.” Said the redhead girl peeking out from the side of the doorframe. “Surprise!” “Oh! Aria, you made it!” Lily bounced from her sitting position and, still carrying a sphere in her hands, ran three long steps before jumping on the girl at her front door who was just about to take her shoes off before stepping inside and wrapping her in a hug. “Well, fortunately there’s nothing more important than visiting you all here for Christmas and New Year’s.” The redhead replied, hugging Lily back. “Oh my gosh, we hadn’t seen you in months now! I’m so happy you could come.” Lily continued, slowly letting go as Solveig approached them and Loreni stood up from her chair with her baby in arms, gazing at her and smiling fondly. “You have nothing to do, too, huh?” Solveig said as she stood in front of her, taking both hands to her own hips as she smirked. “Well, at least that finally lets you show up.” “I’m sorry! I promise I’ll be able to visit more often from now on.” Aria replied, exchanging a quick hug with Solveig. “Hello, dear. I’d give you a hug, but… my hands are a little busy.” Loreni giggled as she approached the three younger girls by the door. “No problem, I’ll take care of that.” She replied, giving Loreni a warm side hug. Her eyes met with the baby’s as they stared at each other, quickly interrupted by the latter taking a hand to the girl’s nose and clumsily fondling it. Loreni started laughing followed by the three girls. Gathering again around the pine tree in the living room, Solveig, Lily and now Aria continued to decorate it while catching up to their recent activities. Once Lily considered the tree decorated enough, the girls carried on with their conversation to the big table. Loreni, having left her baby secured to her high chair moments prior, took some plates as well as a big casserole of chicken stew to the table and, after the four women had their plates filled, they proceeded to eat. Although brief and spaced, the girls carried on with their conversation at the dining table carried on. Lily constantly stopped eating from her plate to look at her baby sister and make both funny and affective gestures for her as Loreni both ate her own food and fed the little one pureed bananas. The baby, although mostly distracted by the innermost machinations of her own mind, happily ate the food she received and both laughed and cooed at her sister and her mother often trying to reach for the spoon with her hands. Solveig, however, remained mostly silent as she ate the food in her plate. She continued to ponder about the tale of Nicholas the Saint, reminiscing of her own childhood, her parents, her old home as well as her time living in the orphanage; filled with sudden nostalgia, the girl couldn’t help to let out a long exhalation in a subconscious attempt of stopping herself from sighing. “Sol?” Lily turned to her, showing a mildly curious expression. Solveig, however, did not instantly respond, causing both Loreni and Aria to shift their attention to the two of them. “Are you okay?” Upon receiving three different gazes, Solveig became aware of her surroundings again and slightly shook her head before looking back at Lily. “Oh. Uh…” The brunette shifted her sight from Lily towards Loreni, then Aria, then back to Lily in a span of five seconds without saying anything, although her mouth remained open. “Sorry, what was that?” “You were staring at your chicken like you were feeling sorry for it.” Aria added, while pointing towards Solveig’s plate with her fork. Solveig stopped for a couple more seconds to collect herself and formulate how to respond, as she was truthfully lost in thought. The image of a younger Lily receiving a stuffed animal crossed her mind, followed by the thought of a hypothetical scenario of herself and the children of the orphanage in a similar situation. “It’s nothing. I was just thinking…” She said, stopping for a moment as she shifted pieces of the chicken on her plate. “That… this Christmas thing sounds really nice. I would’ve loved to have it when I was younger, especially… Well, back at the orphanage.” A melancholic silence landed on the table. While Solveig continued to fantasize about a past of celebrated Christmas, Lily, Aria and Loreni looked at each other for a few moments. Finally, Loreni broke the silence. “I know what you mean. When we were children, Naroh, Rilhenna and I lived at the orphanage, too. However, I was the only one of us who knew about Christmas, so we never got to celebrate it. Well, not at first, at least; I eventually got us to exchange presents with each other during Christmas day.” She said, taking her baby from the high chair as she was finished eating her pureed food. “Oh, my God… Sorry, I didn’t think about that…” Hearing Loreni’s story moved Solveig’s heart even further. For a moment there, she even felt like tearing up. “It’s okay, Sol!” Loreni stopped her, showing a smile. “It’s not like we spent those days alone, or sad, or anything like that. We always had each other, and there was not a single day Amanda didn’t look after us all.” Solveig smiled back at Loreni. Lily and Aria also looked and smiled at each other. “Yeah… I guess that’s true.” The girl replied, catching a piece of chicken with her fork and eating it afterwards. After a brief moment of silence, as they continued to eat, Aria was the first to empty her plate and take it to the kitchen sink by the corner of the living room. As she washed it clean, she started having an idea of her own. “Hey… how would you like if we shared some of the Christmas spirit with the people in Kriemhild?” The girl said, looking back at everyone seated around the table. “What do you mean?” Lily asked, slightly tilting her head sideways. “Well, you know,” The girl continued as she dried the now clean plate using a small towel. “We could be like Saint Nick and give presents to the children around here.” Solveig raised an eyebrow, processing the idea she just heard as well as realizing that Aria was talking about Saint Nicholas, who she had just recently learned about; meanwhile Lily, interrupted from taking a piece of chicken already in her fork to her mouth, frowned in confusion. “I don’t follow. How do you plan to do that?” “Well, see,” The redhead continued, returning to her seat on the table. All the eyes were on her as she spoke, even the baby’s. “The Observers have a treasury stocked up with various valuable items, including a whole lot of toys from all over the world. So I thought, why not use that?” The other three women at the table exchanged looks between them. Each of them had questions. “Why do the Observers keep toys in a treasury?” Solveig asked. At first, her curiosity was genuine; however, as she finished her question, she felt happiness sparking from her gut, compelling her to smile. “It’s exactly for things like these, actually. From our missions, there’s been a good number of times where part of the spoils were toys left to their own luck. I know it sounds strange, but Luna, Paola and Maya take rescuing strayed toys very seriously.” Aria continued, making gestures with her hands as she spoke. “Whenever we have a chance, we give some of these to the less fortunate children.” Solveig’s face continued to lighten up until she could not restrain her own smiling face longer as a number of scenarios of them handing toys to children and looking at their smiling faces flooded her thoughts. “That is so cool!” Lily said, spacing her words to emphasize them more. “We could totally share some of them with the children in the orphanage!” “Well, I wasn’t thinking about the orphanage only.” Aria added, looking back at Lily. “Trust me, there are enough toys there to cover an even bigger number of kids.” “That sounds like a really cool thing to do, yeah. But… wait, would your – uh, bosses? – be okay with this?” Solveig asked, moving her fork around as she spoke. “I… I think they’d even help us do it, if they could…” Aria replied, looking down for the end of that sentence. Solveig flashed a grimace of regret for asking that. “So, I’m sure it’s okay. Those toys are meant to make children happy, in any case.” “Yeah!” Lily said, turning towards her mother. “We could also take some to the Embassy, too. You manage charity and donations over there, don’t you, mom?” “Yes, we do!” She nodded. “We sometimes receive toys as donations as well, of course. They’re distributed to people not only in Kriemhild but all over the continent; I think it would be very sweet if there was suddenly a big donation happening on Christmas night.” “That’s perfect! We could make a big donation to the Embassy and then head back here to give the children in the orphanage a surprise on Christmas night.” Aria said, excited, making more gestures with her hands. “I know a couple families in the capital who recently fostered children from the conflicts last year. I think we could give them a special surprise, too.” Solveig added, looking at Aria. “But, wait… how are we going to do it?” Lily and Loreni shifted their attention to Aria, who, albeit smiling, froze on the spot for a few seconds. “I’m not sure.” She replied, looking sideways. She remained thoughtful, looking at the empty space next to the pine tree in the living room. “How are you going to get the toys in the first place? Where’s the treasury you mentioned, Aria?” Asked Loreni. The baby in her arms cooed and reached for her mother’s cardigan neck again, making her smile and giggle. “Well…” Aria spaced for a few seconds, trying to formulate an answer. “I’m not exactly sure where it is, but I have the coordinates and we could use a teleportation device to get there. Bringing them back, though…” “We would need to set up a communication point between the warehouse and somewhere here nearby…” Lily added, taking a hand to her chin to think. Suddenly, her expression cleared and a smile showed up on her face. “Oh, I know! We could ask Hecate to help us with that!” “Does Hecate know about Christmas?” Solveig asked in a giggle. “I feel like I was the only one who never knew.” “Hecate knows about everything, I’m sure she knows about Christmas!” Lily replied, making an optimistic gesture with her arms. “And I’m sure she’d be happy to help with this, too.” “I haven’t seen the skinny princess in months… it’d be really cool if she came over for this.” Aria said, resting her arms on the table. “If she does, all we would need is how to carry the presents over to the capital.” “Leave that to me.” Solveig said. “I can get us a couple horses and a carriage, or a caravan, to take everything with us. Only thing is, we’d have to make the castle our rendezvous point.” “Then it’s settled!” Aria said, getting up from the table. “Three nights from today, we’re going to be Kriemhild’s very own Saint Nick!” Amidst the excitement of the moment, the baby in the room cooed loudly while shaking her little arms; everybody laughed and the three girls gathered around Loreni. The four women spent the rest of the evening and part of the night talking, laughing and having a peaceful time. Solveig and Aria spent the night with Lily and Loreni in their house, further planning about the coming days’ activities. As she laid on her back next to Aria in Lily’s room, Solveig continued to think about their plan until she eventually fell asleep. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ As daylight started to take over the room, Solveig started to regain consciousness; this, however, did not mean that she intended to open her eyes just yet. Basking in the glory of resting in darkness and the prospect of returning to REM sleep together with the possibility of seeing the dream of herself strolling through a valley of oversized marshmallows again, Solveig turned sideways when the sun’s light started to reach her face. In the middle of her sleep, Aria moved one of her arms, slapping Solveig in the face in a subtle motion. Groaning in response to the sudden disturbance, the brunette slightly opened her eyes and witnessed her friend just a feet away in front of her, face-up on the sheets they had placed on the floor but completely out of the ones that were covering them for the night. Solveig sighed through her teeth before rolling to her left side in order to become face-up and, as she did, she noticed Lily sitting on her bed playing with her baby sister. After meditating for nearly an entire minute as she failed to return to her sleep, the girl slowly opened her eyes and decided, or rather was forced to decide, to abandon the idea. “Hey.” Solveig muttered with a raspy voice. “Oh? Hey, Sol! Good morning.” Lily replied as she continued to move a doll around the bed presumably playing a puppet show for the baby, which she, unarguably, was enjoying. “Did you sleep well?” “More or less, she kinda moves a lot. I don’t know if I should be more surprised that she manages to get herself out of the sheets in her sleep, or that she doesn’t care she’s sleeping out of them when she’s not even wearing any pants.” Solveig said as she rubbed her eyes while Lily giggled and the baby alternated her attention between Solveig and the puppet her sister was playing for her. “What time is it, anyways?” “Like… nine thirty? You sure slept a lot.” She replied, reaching for her baby sister as she tried to crawl towards the edge of her bed. “I guess all the walking in the cold yesterday got me really tired.” Solveig said before an extended long yawn. After a quiet, long moan that rather sounded like a guttural noise, the redhead on the floor next to Solveig started moving her legs as she dragged her feet back and forth through the floor. “Your voice is so squeaky, Lily…” Aria muttered. “Squeaky? What do you mean with that?” She replied, letting her baby sister grab the doll on her left hand. “I’m not sure…” Aria exhaled, rolling to her left. Unfortunately, this action made the sun light coming from the window strike right in her eyes. “Are you going back to sleep? It’s almost ten in the morning, you know.” Said Solveig, using a bit of a playful joke. “Shouldn’t we start getting ready to leave?” “The treasury isn’t going to go anywhere, and Christmas is three nights away from today.” She replied, getting back on her back and taking one of her arms to her face, covering her eyes. “Yeah, but we kinda have jobs. I don’t know about you, but I won’t get paid if I don’t show up at eleven.” “Wait…” Aria quickly rose to a sitting position. “What time did you say it was?” “Almost ten.” Lily replied from the bed. “Oops.” Aria said, rubbing her eyes before opening them wide and blinking a few times. “Guess we should actually get ready.” The redhead stood up and grabbed the rest of her clothes while Solveig followed by getting on her feet to stretch her arms and legs. As Aria was gathering her clothes to get dressed up, however, she made a sudden stop and rubbed her own belly. “Does any of you plan to use the bathroom?” She asked, turning her head to them. “I got up and went in the middle of the night, so I’m good.” Replied Solveig, reaching for her own feet with her hands as a stretching exercise. “Nuh-uh.” Lily shook her head as she replied. “And mom isn’t home right now, either.” “Cool. I call dibs, then.” The girl replied, leaving the room with her clothes in hand, as she scratched her butt. “Wait. How can you walk around like that? Isn’t the floor really cold?” Solveig asked while bent over as she touched her feet, tilting her head upwards. “My body is fire, Sol.” Aria replied from across the hallway, closing the door of the bathroom behind her. “Oh, right. I forgot about that.” Solveig added, stretching back upwards reaching as high as she could on her feet. Moments after, however, she turned to Lily in confusion. “Wait, does it even work like that?” Lily tilted her head towards Solveig as she held her baby sister closer to her again, thinking for a moment before shrugging and making a ‘who knows’ noise. After a brief five seconds of silence, the sound of frantic knocks by the front door echoed through the house. “Lily, it’s me!” It was Loreni’s voice, calling from the outside. “I forgot my key! Could you open the door for me?” “Coming!” The girl replied in a loud voice, then stood up and moved towards Solveig. “Can you hold her for a moment?” “Uh. Sure.” She replied, taking the baby in her arms. She panicked for a split second, as the creature was slightly heavier than she anticipated and felt like she was about to drop her to the floor. “Coming, mom!” Lily continued, trotting out of the room and into the living room. Solveig followed her; the baby cooed in her arms as it attempted to reach for her hair. As Lily opened the front door, Loreni stormed in and nearly threw bags filled with groceries on the living room floor opposite where the decorated pine tree was. She looked a bit tense and was continuously shifting her weight from leg to leg, as she undressed from a long coat she wore above her cardigan. “You okay, mom?” Lily asked, slightly amused. “Yes, sweetie, I just really have to go to the bathroom!” The woman replied, giving the coat to Lily as she proceeded to dash towards the hallway on the side stopping in front of Solveig. “Uh. Hi!” She said, playfully, in a similar tone as Lily had greeted her just recently. “Good morning, Solveig! Hi, my little apple pie!” She replied, then leaning towards Solveig’s arms and holding her baby’s cheeks and kissing her in the forehead. “Ah! Can you hold her for a little longer? I’ll just go to the bathroom quickly, and – “ “Uh…” The girl stuttered, suddenly going nervous. Loreni dashed again towards the bathroom door and took a hand to the knob; however, instead of being able to open the door, she found out it was locked from the inside. “Oh, Aria just went in.” Lily said, walking to the hallway after hanging Loreni’s cardigan from one of the chairs around the table in the living room. Loreni looked back at her with a rather frozen expression. “And she’s, uh…” “Uh… hi!” Aria replied from inside the bathroom. “Uhm – Aria, sweetie…” Loreni said, slightly bending her abdomen forward and crossing her legs as she stood. “Do you think you’ll be long in there?” “Uh...“ A loud but quick farting sound came from within the bathroom door. “Kinda… Do you need to go, too?” Loreni’s face made a quick expression of pain before returning to its usual. Shifting the way her legs were crossed and taking a hand to her groin, she replied in a giggle. “It’s okay, I can wait! Don’t worry!” The woman leaned on the door and pushed her hips backwards while still holding tight to her crotch with her hand, tightly pushing her skirt into her legs. “Mom, are you okay?” Lily asked, going to her mother’s side, now concerned. “If you really need to go, we could probably ask Ciel to let you use her bathroom. The alchemist store is just like five minutes away.” Solveig added. Loreni muttered a moan as she swapped between shifting her own weight from leg to leg to crossing them or simply weighing her butt sideways. Even though the weather was very cold, there were a couple drops of sweat running down from her forehead to her cheeks. She was, at intervals, completely stunned from the struggle of not letting her urethra give up against her bladder’s command of expelling all of the urine it carried. “Nope –,” She gasped, suddenly. “I’m not going to make it even halfway there. I’m going to need something else!” “You – you mean, like, the sink in the kitchen?” Lily asked, panicking. “No, no! If I go to the sink, I’m going to make a mess!” Loreni replied, continuing to wiggle her butt sideways. “Then, outside?” Solveig suggested, also in a bit of a panic tone. “No, no, no! There’s too many people outside right now!” She continued to reject the suggestion. “We could – we could use a towel!” Lily said again. “No, because all of the towels are in the bathroom! And if I let go of this door right now, I’m going to go all over myself!” Loreni rejected, lifting one of her legs and extending the knee forward, moving it sideways as she continued to hold herself. “Then, what –?” “The potty!” Loreni said in a loud tone. “The potty?!” Lily replied, raising an eyebrow and looking at her baby sister in Solveig’s arms, who was completely confused looking at her mother and trying to reach for her with one hand. “Her potty?!” “Yes, her potty!” She continued, turning her head to them. She had her eyes shut tight, however. “It’s in the big box in your room!” “Uh –,“ Lily looked towards her bedroom, then to Solveig, then at Loreni. “Mom, are you sure about –“ “Sweetie, I’m about to pee my pants! Please, bring me your sister’s potty!” She replied. Lily panicked on the spot for a moment while Solveig, frightened and in panic as well, slid sideways so not to block the entrance to Lily’s bedroom, allowing her to rush inside. While rustling sounds came from within the bedroom as Lily reached for, moved and then opened the aforementioned box inside, Solveig just stood there infected by the tension of the moment, causing her to drop a sweat from her forehead. Loreni continued to struggle against her mighty need, letting out a soft groan. The baby in Solveig’s arms cooed as it started trying to reach for her mother more decidedly. “Here it is!” Lily shouted as she ran out of her bedroom, now carrying a moderately sized pink potty seat. “Put it below me, quick!” The last word of Loreni’s sentence was a squeak rather than talking. Lily leaped three steps to reach behind her mother and swiftly placed the item on the floor right behind her feet, quickly standing up and stepping back afterwards. In two incredibly swift and precise movements, Loreni took both of her hands to the sides of her skirt to pull it up. In a follow-up motion, let go of it to skillfully grab the sides of her pantyhose and panties in a single go and pulled them down as she dropped her butt downwards to adopt a squatting position. The moment her butt encountered the potty seat, a strong hissing sound started to echo through the hallway. The woman looked up with her eyes halfway closed and, her mouth already open, let out a long, pleasant moan. Her muscles started to relax, and her body shrunk slightly as she tried to get in a more comfortable position without risking her urine to splash outside of the potty. As the loud hissing continued, the baby in Solveig’s arms called for her mother again and she, who tried not to look at the woman peeing in a child’s potty in front of her, couldn’t help but to notice the little creature’s desire of going to her mother. Loreni let out a long, peaceful sigh of relief before extending her arms towards Solveig as she said, “Oh, my sweet little girl…” Solveig could not help to blush as she looked at the woman’s expression of pleasant peace as she was peeing. Now holding her baby in arms, Loreni gave her another kiss in the forehead. “Ah… what a relief…” Solveig exchanged gazes of embarrassment with Lily while the loud hiss of Loreni peeing into the pink potty continued for about ten more seconds before completely vanishing. “Thank you, sweetie.” Loreni looked at Lily, who giggled and smiled back at her. At that moment, another loud but rather long farting sound thundered from within the bathroom door, causing all the three women outside, including the one squatting on a pink potty, to look at the bathroom door with their eyes wide open. “Sorry!” Aria shouted. Lily let out a snorted giggle while Loreni laughed and Solveig smiled, embarrassed, took her hand to her forehead while muttering a laugh. After this incident, the morning continued in a more relaxed fashion until both Solveig and Aria left to their respective duties, but not without further discussing their plans to carry out during Christmas night. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ With the sun setting over the horizon, out in the fields of an area unknown to her, Solveig had accompanied Aria to the location where the treasury the girl mentioned the night prior was located. Both of them had arrived through a warping device configured by Aria reaching specifically to a point in the middle of the savanna. For all she knew the place was far to the west of Kriemhild, seeing how they had used the teleporting device late in the night. After a good fifteen minutes of walking and following Aria’s lead, the girls arrived at a rather big building, at least five houses wide and large and with no visible doors or gates, made entirely of cleft stone. The construction seemed to be quite old, although Aria stated that this appearance was made-up in order to mislead traveling treasure hunters since, rather than a warehouse, the building looked like an old temple of sorts. Sliding her hand in a peculiar motion over a specific spot in the building’s walls, Aria activated a mechanism that, with loud cracks and squeaks, made the walls of the building to open as if they were wooden gates, revealing the dark interior of the structure. Once the stone gate was fully open, a loud thud echoed inside as luminous crystals started to light all over the ceiling and walls within the compound. “Aah, I love the smell of this place,” Aria said, hands on her waist as she took a deep breath facing the inside of the structure before marching in. “Here, the toys are this way.” Solveig looked around as she followed her friend. There were all kinds of items and trinkets inside the warehouse, all stocked in an ordered fashion by sections: stands with pieces of hardware, weapon boxes, minerals, wooden crates with an uncanny feeling to them and even a mountain of natural sand, among all kinds of other items. “Do you keep all of the stuff you use in here?” Solveig asked as they walked further inside. “Not really. There’s other two warehouses like this one, but I only really remembered this one’s location. I’d ask Henry, but I have no idea where he or Eddy are right now,” she replied, rubbing the back of her own head. “Two more like this?! Wow,” Solveig replied, continuing to gaze at every corner around her. Finally, the girls made a turn and arrived to a section of the building that looked like the neatly arranged alley of a toy store: from stuffed animals to a couple of the latest line of miniature golem automata, there were enough toys to fill an entire room from bottom to top. As she first looked at them all, Solveig’s eyes started beaming and an excited gasp escaped her throat. Running around and exclaiming loudly at every item she picked, Solveig looked like an authentic child excited to see so many toys in a single place. At one point, she picked a stuffed squirrel from the stuffies section and showed it to Aria, holding it in front of her own face; the redhead smiled and nodded back at her friend, who turned the squirrel back to face her and held it with utmost joy. After giving her new friend a hug, Solveig cleared her throat and looked back to Aria. “I’m – I’m sorry. I needed to get that out of my system.” The girl stuttered, walking back to stand next to Aria. “I’m surprised you only picked one. I grabbed like five things the first time I saw this place. Remember those dolls you saw in my room at the airship?” Aria said to her as she took out a shiny crystal and a folded paper sheet out of the pockets in her pants. “Now, let’s see here …” Aria placed the shiny crystal on the ground after softly rotating it in her hand, making the peculiar gem to release a dim, blue glow in repeated intervals. Afterwards, both girls started drawing a moderately big spell circle in an empty space next to the toys by using a blue, phosphorescent chalk following specifications written down by Lily. After a good fifteen minutes of work, both girls stopped abruptly as the crystal placed on the floor by Aria started to release a bright light together with a loud metallic sound. Moments after, the gem in the floor flashed illuminating its surroundings for a split second as, in a whoosh, Lily and Hecate materialized above it. “Whoa, it’s dark in here!” Lily exclaimed, opening her eyes wide and blinking twice, rubbing them with her hands afterwards. “Sol? Aria?” “Is this the warehouse? This place is immense!” Added Hecate, having seemingly no problems to adjust to the place’s dim light. Solveig stood from her crouching spot on the floor a few feet away, waving at them as she rose. “Hey, we’re over here!” “Oh, hey! Is this the –,” As the blonde was about to greet Solveig and Aria, a long gasp escaped her throat when she looked to the great stock of toys beside the spot they had just appeared at, violently grabbing Hecate’s shoulder moments after as she exclaimed, “Hecate, look!” The princess’ eyes opened wide and her eyebrows rose from the impression of seeing such a great number of toys, all neatly organized. Not even realizing how big and stocked the warehouse was as a whole, Hecate had to freeze and process for a moment that this was the biggest collection of toys she had ever seen. As an excited Lily started roaming the items in the toys section and continuously chanting “Oh my gosh!” as she bounced from one to other, Solveig and Aria left their positions drawing the spell circle and approached Hecate. “Hey, Hecate! It’s so good to see you!” Solveig landed on her with a quick hug. “You look really good!” Added Aria, giving her a hug after Solveig, “how’s things in Kardia?” “Oh, it is all going well. Perhaps just a little boring.” She replied, getting out of her fashionable shawl. “I heard from Lily that you two are having it rather easy now that the New Year festivities are close by.” “Yeah, there’s not much to do. At least not within Kriemhild, but the northern countries are still a mess.” Solveig replied. “Well, it’s a work in progress, but things should get better soon.” Added Aria, “in any case, did Lily tell you about –? Lily!” The blonde, absorbed in her own world, was bent over as she frantically hugged a whole set of stuffed animals arranged on a table, smiling and rubbing her face against them; however, as soon as she heard Aria’s call, she rose her head and replied, “Yes?” “Did you tell Hecate about our plan?” Aria asked, hands on her waist. “Uh-huh!” The girl replied, going back to rub her face against the soft stuffed animals. “Yes, she did,” said Hecate as she giggled, “I have to admit I did not quite understand at first; she just told me that you girls wanted to give children ‘a lot of toys from Aria’s warehouse’, quoting her words.” “Well, I can’t blame her for skipping a couple details on the first run. We all got a little too excited about it,” said Solveig. “She did tell me that your plan is to make the myth of Saint Nicholas a reality in your own way, correct?” Asked Hecate, receiving a nodding response from Aria. “Wait, so you knew about this Nicholas guy too? Wow, I feel so left out,” said Solveig, looking sideways with an expression of regret. “I think this is a very sweet and noble idea, and I would love taking a part in it. These should find their way to anyone they can make happy,” continued Hecate, looking at both Lily and the mountain of toys she was enjoying, “that said, how can I help?” “Well, we have the goods here and Lily gave us this; it should be enough to take these with us to Kriemhild, right?” Aria showed Hecate both the instructions in the paper she had as well as the nearly finished spell circle they were drawing on the floor beside them. “Hm, a greater teleportation spell,” said Hecate, muttering some words for herself as she looked to both the toys and the circle in intervals. “Yes, I should be able to get the supply of mana we need tomorrow during the day. We might not be able to take all of the toys with us, but at least a considerable amount of them. Lily and I should be able to manage the teleportation spell once the circle and the energy source are prepared.” “Neat! We could get them directly to Lily’s house back at the town!” Exclaimed Aria, excited. “Actually, we need a more spacious location to serve as the receiver end of the teleportation. Otherwise the teleported items or, even worse, Lily’s house could end up with some damage,” said Hecate, giving Aria a worried look. “Oh. Crap. Well… we can’t just warp them outside; they’ll get covered in snow and mud,” Aria continued. “And if we’re taking some of them to the Embassy in Arcadia, we’re going to need something to move them around. I could get my hands on a caravan like I said yesterday, but we’d have to start moving from the castle,” added Solveig. “It’s a bit too complicated for my taste!” Aria complained, groaning as she briefly looked above her and stepped anxiously with her right leg, “but if that’s the only way, then let’s make it work.” “Count on it!” Cheered Solveig. After dragging Lily out of her trance, the four girls gathered around the spell circle drawn in the floor and continued to luster their plan as well as finish the drawing on the floor. That night the girls, fueled by their own warm spirits, filled the big warehouse with the echoes of their voices and laughter. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Nearing midnight, the surroundings of Kriemhild’s Royal Castle remained in a peaceful silence interrupted only by the occasional whistle of the wind passing through. The lake coming from the west and into the castle’s underground channels stood completely still, illuminated by the many torches lit on the castle’s walls and towers on its side. In the distance, coming from the southern roads, a figure appeared to come running towards the outer gates. Aria, carrying a bag over her back, was arriving late at the rendezvous point she and her friends had settled two nights ago. Recognized by one of the guards stationed in the front gate, they allowed the girl into the castle without interrupting her race. Quickly covering the distance of the nearly empty gardens in front of the castle’s inner gates, Aria dashed into the main lobby before abruptly stopping her race to finally catch her breath and place the bag on the floor next to her. “You’re so late! Where were you?” Lily exclaimed. The first thing Aria noticed as she looked up was an immense sled placed just beside the entrance, loaded up to the brim with boxes decorated with fancy wraps, ribbons and patterns of vivid colors. Next to the sled, and the only people in the whole lobby, were Solveig, Lily, Hecate, Loreni, Marhald and Ulf, who all seemed to be arranging the boxes and securing them to the vehicle. “Whoa. When did you wrap up all the toys? And what the hell is that?” Aria exclaimed in surprise, still struggling to catch her breath. Simultaneously, her attention shifted to the tall and slim bandit who seemed to be working in tandem with the king of Kriemhild to get the boxes on the vehicle. “Wait, what is he doing here?” “Hey, Aria! You’re late!” Solveig greeted her from the sled, “Because of the snow, using a caravan right now would take us forever to get from here to the capital, so Ulf got us this thing instead.” “It’s a sled; this one was manufactured in Freiheit. Please don’t ask me how I got my hands on it,” added Ulf as he nervously looked at Marhald behind him, who narrowed his eyes back at the man. “Fancy vehicle, innit? I’m sure there’s a dodgy story behind it, but I promised not to pry,” said Marhald, loading three big boxes on the sled with just one hand. “We told Marhald and Ealia yesterday about what you girls wanted to do tonight, and they offered to help; we wrapped everything together earlier! As soon as Ulf arrived with the sled, we started loading it with them.” Explained Loreni, sitting on the side of the vehicle and placing the decorated boxes in it as Lily gave them to her from below. Dazzled by the spirit of celebrating Christmas going as far as to bring a king and a renowned bandit work together, Aria’s eyes sparkled with happiness, much like Solveig’s were. From a whimsical desire, the girls felt like they were in progress of spreading some happiness the world so desperately needed. As soon as all the present boxes had been loaded on the sled, save one that Lily had picked specifically for her baby sister, the girls and their companions gathered around the sled. “Alright, I’d say we’re ready to go,” said Solveig, tapping the rear end of the sled. “Shall we get this outside?” “How… how are we going to move it, Sol?” Asked Lily, looking a bit baffled. “With horses, of course,” the girl replied, pointing outside, “I made sure to get good ones ready.” “Need help taking this outside?” Said Ulf importantly, implying he wanted to help. “Yes, if it’s not much –“ “Wait, wait! Before I forget,” Aria interrupted Solveig, quickly grabbing the bag she had brought with her from the floor and fiddling with its insides making rustling noises, “I brought something for us.” After a few moments, everyone witnessed how Aria triumphantly exclaimed “ta-da!” as she took out a fancy looking, long red coat-like cloth with white fluffy edges from the bag together with a matching hat and stockings of the same fabric and pattern. Lily and Loreni gasped while everyone else raised an eyebrow. “A coat and boots?” Hecate asked. “It’s not just that; it’s garbs that look like Saint Nicholas’ robes!” Lily explained, bouncing towards Aria to get a closer look at the clothes she just presented, “where did you get this?” “I found a clothing store in Rome that sells them. It took me a good while of roaming, so, that’s why I came in so late. Look, I got one for all of us four!” The girl said, showing Lily the inside of the bag where there were three other identical outfits. “Oh my gosh, they’re so cute!” Lily exclaimed as Aria handed her the one she had took out first. Solveig and Hecate approached to them, curious. Aria happily handed one dress to each of her friends selectively choosing them according to their size. “I doubt I can wear this coat over my dress. It will look very out of place,” said Hecate, turning the cloth around and observing it from different angles. “Oh, it’s not a coat,” said Lily, turning over to Hecate, “it’s a dress! You’re supposed to wear it alone.” Hecate raised an eyebrow and grimaced in confusion. She looked at the cloth Aria handed her and noticed it was rather short for her size, compelling her to ask the blonde, “are we supposed to wear these with nothing else? This is far too short; I doubt it can cover me anywhere near my knees.” “Well, you’re not supposed to wear it alone; these dresses come together with a cute set of white legwear you wear under the stockings,” replied Lily, looking back at Aria afterwards, “you got them too, right?” Aria held tight to the dress she picked for herself as her eyes opened wide and an expression of concern drew on her face. The wide smile on Lily’s face became a disturbed grimace and narrowed eyes. “Uh…” Aria stuttered. “You forgot those, didn’t you?” After a brief silent response of Aria’s as she showed mild panic by opening her mouth show her teeth put together, Lily groaned and took a palm to her face. “I know, I know, sorry! But, can we please just wear them?” She replied, making an endearing face to Lily and Hecate while Solveig frowned in confusion beside the three of them. “Okay, I can’t say no. They’re too cute for me to pass,” Lily said, shaking her head. “You speak for yourself; I cannot possibly wear this!” Hecate complained, pointing out at the cloth’s size again. “Although… I have to admit I love the color and the pattern…” “Come on, it’s just for tonight! Besides, you don’t get to show those legs as much as you should, you know?” Said Aria, smiling and looking at Hecate’s legs, making the princess’ face go bright red. “Okay, okay. Should we go change, then?” Lily said, looking at Solveig and Aria. “Go change? Didn’t you say we were short on time?” The redhead replied, starting to unbutton her blouse. “Aria, what are you doing?!” Lily shouted, trying to stop her. “Alright, you nick; come with me, let’s get those horses ready,” Marhald said suddenly, grabbing Ulf in an almost aggressive manner as to force him to walk out of the lobby. “Holy –! Yes, sir,” he replied, confused and slightly frightened, obediently compelling to the king’s mighty strength. Together with Aria, albeit reluctantly so, the girls started changing into the fancy red dresses she had brought for them; Solveig and Lily became less uncomfortable as they took their clothes off, remaining only with their underwear on, while Hecate undecidedly crouched as she figured out how to strap the dress to her figure in that position. Once the girls had all changed, Loreni helped each of them to adjust the final details of their costumes. Hecate continued to try and stretch the fabric further downwards, being barely able to cover her thighs.
  2. Tinkling Time with the Tikis Fire Emblem Heroes fanfiction by MasterXploder With thanks to Captain L and Lordbardak (Phoenix) for editing (Warning: Contains both visual and written depictions of underaged peeing… and no, nobody buys the “She’s really 1,000 years old!” excuse. You’re still going to jail.) “Hey, Tiki?” So much for that nap, was her first thought upon returning to the waking world. The incessant hand that had been pushing her shoulder withdrew itself as she stirred awake. “Mmm?” Tiki mumbled, pausing to sit up from her chair and stretch. A sparkling, blue ocean and bright sand greeted her as her eyes fluttered open. That’s right, she recalled, they were relaxing at the beach today, the Order’s reward for clearing out the bandits harassing the nearby towns. She could see others like the lady Robin practicing her spearfishing, Princes Takumi and Leo engaged in a heated duel of volleyball, and Commander Anna chasing after Sharena, who had stolen her image-recording tome in an attempt to get her to stop harassing the other heroes. “Great, you’re awake!” The young, girly voice pulled Tiki’s attention again. She glanced to her side and saw someone she still quite couldn’t believe was real, but the green hair, emerald eyes, and dragon wings growing from her back made it impossible to deny. It was none other than herself, summoned from the time of the Hero-King when she was merely a single millenia old. “Y-Yes, I am awake now,” said Big Tiki, rubbing the sleep out of her eye. “Did you need something, little one?” “Well, I saw you napping and thought it wouldn’t be fun if you slept through our beach trip.” “Oh?” Big Tiki raised an eyebrow. “Is that all?” “Of course! There are so many friends to meet and things to do here. This is no time to be sleeping!” If only I still possessed such energy, Big Tiki thought to herself. Regardless, her younger self had a point. Despite living to see three-thousand summers, she had surprisingly little opportunity to enjoy herself at the beach, and this one was possibly the most special occasion for that. Heroes from worlds all over were having a blast, and here she was, dozing off in a chair. “You know, I think I will join in on some of the fun,” Big Tiki said with a smile. “Yay!” Little Tiki hopped up and down, her frilly, pink swimsuit bouncing with her. With that, Big Tiki pushed herself out of the chair, her sandals pressing into the sand. Standing upright, she took a moment to stretch again, enjoying the warm sun and ocean breeze on her bikini-clad body. She couldn’t think of a more pleasant way to wake herself up from a nap. But there was one feeling that was not very pleasant. “Hmm?” Big Tiki frowned as she felt an uncomfortable pressure from her bladder. It was no small pressure, either; it appeared she had been sleeping for a bit longer than she thought. Now that she thought of it, she also had a bit of tea and delicious watermelon before falling asleep. No wonder she needed to go! How it didn’t wake her up earlier was a mystery for the ages. “Is something wrong?” Little Tiki asked. “Oh, nothing.” Big Tiki turned to her and gave a sheepish smile. “I just need to visit the little dragon’s room first.” “Huh?” Little Tiki’s face went blank. “What is it? You still need to relieve yourself even as an adult, you know.” “I know. It’s just…” At this, Little Tiki put her legs together from the knees up and wiggled her hips side to side. “I just realized I need to tinkle, too,” she said with a blush. Oh dear, Big Tiki thought as she looked at the potty-dancing manakete. She had forgotten about her little problem in the past; she would get so distracted by all the fun things and people, that she would forget about her need for the bathroom until it got pretty urgent. That had backfired on her eventually. Memories resurfaced of a time when she really needed to go at a new castle, but didn’t know where the bathroom was. She ended up running from hallway to hallway, hands firmly between her legs, until she couldn’t hold back anymore. Tears filled her eyes as pee soaked her panties and trailed down her legs, leaving a big wet patch on the carpet. Artwork by Papergami, commissioned by myself It was a painful memory, but she learned her lesson after that. It seemed, however, that her younger self had been summoned before that accident, judging by her squirming. They had better get going before her bottoms got wet with something other than seawater. “Then why don’t we visit the bathroom together?” asked Big Tiki, “The Order should have set up some tents for such a thing.” “Okay! Then we can talk and play afterwards!” Big Tiki chuckled to herself. “We can still talk along the way. Here, this way.” She turned and stepped off, with Little Tiki following behind. “So, I’ve been meaning to ask you a few things,” said Little Tiki. “Oh? Like what?” Little Tiki put a hand to her chin. “Well, you’re me when I’m all grown-up, right? That means you must know everything that’s going to happen to me.” “Hmm, I suppose that’s true,” said Big Tiki, scratching her cheek. “Then you could probably tell me all kinds of things about my future, like all the friends I make and places I go to. That way, I won’t have to wonder what things will be like when I’m all grown-up!” Little Tiki beamed at her. “Well, I could…” Big Tiki glanced away. “But I think it would be for the better if I didn’t.” “Aww, why not?” pouted Little Tiki. “From what I’ve been told, time is a delicate thing. Simply knowing about the future can be enough to cause changes to it, and not always for the better. If I were to tell you something about your future, it may end up not coming true at all.” “Wow, that sounds really complicated,” said Little Tiki, scratching her head. Big Tiki looked at her. “It does, but I also think it’s more fun for you to have all those experiences yourself. Wouldn’t want to spoil all the fun, would we?” She smiled at her younger self. “I guess not,” she replied, still sounding a bit disappointed. “Don’t be discouraged, Little One.” Big Tiki reached out and patted her on the head. “There is still plenty of fun to be had in the present.” A pang of pressure from below pulled her attention for a moment. “But that can wait until after our bathroom break.” “Mmm, alright!” Little Tiki’s smile started to come back. “I hope the tents aren’t too much further.” “If I recall, they should be on the other side of this rock,” said Big Tiki as they approached the boulder in question. “Race you there!” Before she could react, Little Tiki already took off, giggling all the way. Big Tiki stopped and smiled for a moment before giving chase. It was interesting to see how she always knew how to have fun back then. Maybe she could still learn a thing or two from the past. Both of them came to a stop as they rounded the boulders, expecting to see their goal. The tan colors of the bathroom tents were a welcome sight. The lines in front of them, not so much. “W-What!?” Little Tiki balked. Big Tiki only sighed in response, but she was just as unhappy. It seemed the Order of Heroes had grown in numbers, but not in tents, and she wasn’t the only one to fall victim to the tea’s diuretic effects. Every hero standing in line covered the spectrum of signals for desperation. The adults were more subtle with their need, from Tana occasionally nibbling her lip and tapping her foot, to Cordelia glancing away while she held her arm in a shy pose. The younger members, perhaps predictably, all had some sort of potty dance going on, such as Elise wiggling her hips with her hands between her legs, or Nino bouncing from one foot to the other as she did her best to hold it for just a little bit longer. Seeing all these people also in dire need of relief did not do either Tiki’s bladder any favors. Without any thought, their legs locked together as their holding strength nearly vanished out of sympathy for their friends. “Ah! I don’t th-think I can wait that long!” said a hip-wiggling Little Tiki. “Mmm, I must agree with you,” the Adult Tiki replied with a hand resting on her groin. “It seems we’re going to have to go somewhere else.” Just as she said this, two of the kids in line, the female versions of Kana and Morgan, suddenly broke loose and ran for the ocean, hands firmly pressed into their swimsuits. As they reached the water, their legs gave out from under them, and they collapsed in the knee-deep waters. Their anguished looks relaxed into smiles shortly after. “Ewww, are they really just going in the open like that?” Little Tiki turned to her grown self. “Oh, please don’t tell me we’re gonna tinkle in the ocean, too. That’s way too embarrassing!” “Er…” Big Tiki looked with a grimace at the girls relieving themselves before shaking her head. “No, of course not. I think I would get stage fright with all those eyes around me.” “Hmm, but where can we go?” Little Tiki asked as the two of them looked around. “That is a good question,” pondered Big Tiki. With the tents and the ocean not an option, they’d need somewhere private and out of the way. Problem was, she didn’t see anywhere like that in their immediate surroundings. This part of the beach had little to obscure them from everyone’s view, and was bordered by a sheer cliff wall running alongside it, with the only gap leading right into a nearby village. There would probably be a bathroom somewhere, but she didn’t know anyone there, and greeting someone with “Do you have a place where we can pee?” did not sound like a good idea to her. There just had to be somewhere else they could use… “Wait.” Big Tiki’s eyes perked up as her memory came to the rescue. She turned to Little Tiki and asked, “Do you recall the small grove we passed on the way here?” “Um, you mean that patch of trees and bushes?” said Little Tiki, a bit of hope returning to her eyes. “It’s a bit of a walk, but it might be the only place we can go. Do you think you can make it there?” Little Tiki paused to glance at the tents, along with the many desperate ladies still there. “Mmm, if it’s our only chance, then I’ll give it my all!” She raised a fist and gave a determined look, despite her other hand still between her legs. Even back then, I carried such resolve. “Then we should hurry. This way!” Big Tiki set off towards the grove, beckoning the little one after her. They left behind two sets of footprints in the sand, the only evidence of the little trip they were about to take. As Big Tiki expected, the walk to the grove took only a couple minutes. It felt a bit longer, both from their pressing need and from the lack of conversation as they just kept their eyes peeled for the greenery. Both Tiki’s kept at least one hand near their groins for the whole walk, but oddly enough, they no longer felt like they were about to burst. Their bladders still ached with discomfort, but getting away from the tents and the lines seemed to have quieted their bodies’ subconscious urge to open the floodgates too soon. Their fortune only improved from there. As they rounded the corner of the cliff wall, the Tiki’s were greeted with the sight of the grove, as plentiful with green as they remembered. “Ah, finally!” declared Little Tiki with a smile. “I was worried I’d have to squat out in the open!” The Big Tiki looked at the many bushes and trees that would keep them out of sight, giving her a smile as well. “We’ll certainly have our privacy here.” “Okay, I’ll just, um, go over there.” Little Tiki pointed over at a set of shrubbery that would easily hide her when she squatted. “And I will just be right over there,” replied Big Tiki, nodding towards a cluster of trees. “Take care, Little One.” “You too!” she replied, already heading towards the bushes. They split from there, with Big Tiki walking over to the palm trees. Stepping behind one, she looked around for a proper spot to do her business, her hands moving to the knot keeping her long, pink sash on her hips. She quickly realized that with her in a place this secluded, she knew just about anywhere would be good to squat at. It wasn’t like anybody would even know what she was about to do here, anyway. Wait, would that mean… Her eyes widened as it had dawned on her. This exact moment was something she had been waiting for a few weeks now: a chance to relieve herself outdoors with no one around to witness what she had planned. Her mind flashed back to a routine patrol, one that went by without any encounters with the enemy. She would have forgotten about it completely, if not for a peculiar sight during their “nature break”, as Anna called them. While she was squatted and creating a puddle just beneath her, Big Tiki noticed two of the other ladies, Princesses Hinoka and Camilla of Hoshido and Nohr, handling their business in the strangest manner. Instead of crouching with their underwear pulled down, they stood up next to each other and parted their panties to the side. Their streams flew forward rather than straight down, so much that they could have been having a contest as if they were men. In her three millennia alive in this world, Tiki had never seen such a thing so crude and yet strangely fascinating. Her curiosity took over from there, and she later asked both ladies about their technique down to its finer points. Finally, she had the perfect opportunity to try it herself. Taking one last look to make sure the coast was entirely clear, Tiki pulled the knot loose, tossing her sash on top of a nearby bush and revealing her red bikini bottoms. Her hands hooked around the sides, and they were soon pulled down and off her legs. The ladies had recommended she be completely bottomless for her first attempt, just in case things didn’t go well. With that part taken care of, Tiki turned to the tree next to her, a hint of pink appearing on her cheeks as she felt the ocean air brushing against her shapely, bare butt. She couldn’t deny that she was a little nervous, but she had made up her mind. A manakete never backed down once they were determined to see something through, after all. She just had to follow the steps taught to her. First, spread her feet to shoulder-width. Second, lean back and put her hips forward. Third, and most embarrassingly, use her fingers to pull her labia up and apart, ensuring a good, clean aim, but also a lovely view of a dragon’s “treasure” if anyone caught her at the right angle. That just left the final step. Looking down at the grass and not at the amount of pink now visible, Tiki paused to take a few breaths to try and calm her quivering bladder. Her pee was right at the cusp of being let out, but she had to wait for that last mental barrier to be relaxed open first. But soon enough, she felt it coming, and quickly remembered the last bit of advice: it had to be pushed out. “Mmm!” She lightly moaned as the first few drops fell out, some of it leaving right away, with a couple dribbling down her special place first. The warmth and slow start made her mind run with worry. What if this wasn’t going to work, and she was about to make a big mess instead? That worry passed as more of her pee came out, building up into a trickle, then into a jet of golden water, breaking up halfway before hitting the grass. Tiki’s eyes grew with wonder as she watched the stream pick up, landing farther ahead until it started to climb up the tree in front of her, leaving a trail along the way. A symphony of sounds entered her pointy ears, from the piddle pounding against the trunk to the hissing from her exposed nethers. All the while, Tiki could only stare in awe at the stream leaving her. Relieving herself standing up; what a novel concept, yet here she was doing just that, successfully as well. Sure, she still had a little dripping straight down, and a bit of the stream bounced off the tree and onto her feet, but she couldn’t feel anything but satisfied with herself. The relief didn’t hurt, either. Emptying her full bladder at such a rate left a pleasant feeling in her groin that radiated throughout her body. Her other muscles relaxed, and she found herself closing her eyes, smiling, and genuinely enjoying this naughty little piddle of hers. “Aah!?” But that all vanished the moment she heard a gasp nearby. At once, Big Tiki’s smile dropped and eyes snapped open, her head immediately turning to the gasp’s source. There stood Little Tiki, her eyes wide as saucers, but not making eye contact. Instead, her gaze was glued to the little show her grown-up self was putting on. Big Tiki could feel the heat growing on her face. Caught at such a private moment, by a child by manakete standards, no less. Instinct told her to stop and immediately cover herself, but she couldn’t. Her bladder wasn’t finished emptying, nor was it going to stop until the last drop was passed. With her legs rooted to the spot, all Big Tiki had was her voice. “Er, L-Little One! Did you… need something?” she managed to say. As if snapping out of a spell, Little Tiki gasped and placed her hands over her eyes. “Ah, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to watch, honest!” she stammered, her whole face going red. At least she wasn’t looking now. With a frown, Big Tiki looked back to her stream, thankfully slowing down and lowering back onto the ground. The pleasure she had just a moment ago had vanished, and now she only felt embarrassment and guilt that a child had seen such a crass thing. A few seconds later, her pee finally petered out , with nothing more than a couple excess drips falling from her privates. Remembering her last bit of advice, she shook her hips back and forth to free the little bit still clinging on down there. At least that’s over with, Big Tiki thought as she sighed and reached for her bottoms. Although they had made use of the castle’s baths together, and were the same person regardless, she did not think being that casual with her body around a “little” girl was a good idea. “You can look now,” she said once she was modest again. “I’m sorry that you saw me in such a compromising way.” Little Tiki put her hands down and opened her eyes. “Oh, please don’t apologize. It’s my fault for walking in on you going tinkle.” Well, it wasn’t like I tried to be all that modest about it, Big Tiki thought as she glanced at the puddle and marking she left on the tree. “Um, can I ask you something?” Big Tiki had a bad feeling in her chest, but asked anyway. “What is it?” Little Tiki looked up to her with determination. “How did you do that? I thought only boys could wee standing up.” “Er, well…” Big Tiki put a hand up to her chest. “To be honest, I thought the same thing until I was shown otherwise not long ago. This was my first chance for me to try it out myself.” “Really?” She could see the curiosity welling up in the little one’s eyes. “It looked like you did a great job. Maybe my first try will go well, too!” “Your… first try?” asked Big Tiki, arching an eyebrow. Don’t tell me... Little Tiki grew a big smile. “Yeah, it looks like fun. You could teach me how to do it, even!” “T-Teach you?” Big Tiki’s eyes opened wide. What in Naga’s name have I done to myself? “Yeah! I mean, who better to show me how to do it than myself? I bet I could easily do it with your help!” “L-Little One, I…” Big Tiki felt her face growing warm again. “I am not sure if that’s a good idea.” “Huh? Why not?” asked Little Tiki with a frown. At this, Big Tiki went silent. Where should she even start? Learning how to pee standing up from other adults was one thing, but teaching it to a kid? Nevermind that it was her past self. What would the Order think of her if word of this ever got out? She may as well ask Kiran to send her straight home, it would be the only way she could deal with such humiliation. “Oh, please?” Little Tiki looked up at her with pleading eyes. “I won’t ever tell anyone you taught me, honest! Besides, what if we get stuck somewhere, and I really gotta go but have to do it standing up? I don’t just wanna wet myself!” As unlikely as that sounded, Big Tiki couldn’t deny that without any knowledge of their future in Askr, it was still possible. However, it was the last line that got to her most of all. Though this technique would not have helped her then, she couldn’t help but think of her accident in the castle, and how upset she was for letting that happen to her. Would it be all that wrong to teach her a skill that could prevent another mishap like that? Not only this, but she could see the curious nature inside Little Tiki’s eyes, the very same thing that made her attempt this feat in the first place. In a strange way, refusing it would be like denying a part of herself, to herself at that. Once more, her mind was made up, and she would not change it no matter what. “Very well, I’ll teach you as long as you don’t tell anyone about it, promise?” “You will?” Little Tiki’s face lit right back up, and she hopped up and down on her bare feet. “Thank you so much! It’ll be our little secret, promise!” “I know it will.” Big Tiki nodded. “So we’ll have to find somewhere we won’t be disturbed the next time nature calls.” Little Tiki’s bouncing came to a sudden stop, and her smile became noticeably weaker. “Huh? Why wait?” Big Tiki gave her a confused look. “Wait, did you not relieve yourself already?” To this, Little Tiki’s hips wiggled, and her legs locked together. “Nope! I was gonna go in the bushes, but the ground was all muddy. I was looking for somewhere else I could go, and that’s when I found you,” she replied. “So can we please start now? I don’t wanna hold this in any longer.” This had no chance of being a normal nature break, did it? thought Big Tiki. “Then I suppose now is as good a time as any. First thing, you’ll need to remove your bottoms. The floaty ring, too.” Yet again, Little Tiki stopped her squirming. “Er, remove them?” she asked in a less confident tone. “It’s for the better. That way, you have no chance of getting them wet. Now, I’d hurry before you start to go too early.” “A-Alright. I’ll take them off now,” said Little Tiki, her cheeks already turning pink. Little Tiki’s hands went to her bottoms, and Big Tiki turned around. She remembered her difficulty with undressing in front of others back then, and that wasn’t something she wanted to see anyway. As soon as the shuffling noises stopped and she heard “Okay, they’re off,” Big Tiki looked back. Little Tiki held her bottoms in front of her with the floatation ring kicked away, the pink dress part of the swimsuit thankfully still keeping her modest from this angle. She was lucky that her suit was just an elaborate two-piece, the adult Tiki thought. If not, she may have had to attempt this in the buff. Little Tiki set her bottoms on top of a bush and asked, “So what now?” She kept her hands near her crotch. “Next, you’ll have to assume the stance. Put your feet at shoulder-width, and stick your hips forward.” Little Tiki turned to the bushes and did as her older self said. “Like this?” Big Tiki had to pause to sigh first. This would be the toughest part for both of them. “You already know about, um, how things are like down there, right?” “Um, yeah,” Little Tiki replied, her gaze lowering to the ground in front of her. “Well, to make sure it doesn’t just fall straight down and make a mess, you’ll need to use your hands to, er…” Big Tiki’s eyes moved from side to side. “Pull the, um, ‘petals’, up and open.” Little Tiki looked at her with a raised eyebrow. “Petals?” Not my best choice of words, thought Big Tiki. She wondered if it would be better if she just showed her what she meant… without actually showing her, at least. “Like this,” she replied as her hands went to her bottoms and mimed the “taking aim” part of the process. Little Tiki’s eyes widened a bit, and her blush deepened. “Oh! That,” she said as she looked back down. Slowly, her hands pulled up the dress, pressing in her wrists to keep it there. Her little fingers went down and did just as Big Tiki showed her, and nothing could be left to the imagination any longer. Even Big Tiki could feel her face growing warmer from embarrassment. Focus, Tiki, she thought as she shook her head. It was your own, and still is. Nothing to be embarrassed about here. “So am I all ready to go?” asked Little Tiki. “It feels like it could come out any second now.” Just one last bit of advice to give, then she could turn around and leave Little Tiki to her business. “Okay,” she started, “When you feel it about to come out, make sure you-” “Ah!” Little Tiki’s body tensed up, her lower body clenching forward. An instant later, and a couple drops fell from her groin, landing between her feet. “Little One! Are you alright?” asked Big Tiki, her body feeling tense as well. “Nngh…” Little Tiki groaned, her whole face growing red and a bead of sweat forming on her brow. “Huh!?” A bit more of the yellow liquid dribbled out, but not mostly straight down. Instead, it pooled downwards and formed a trail that snaked down her inner thigh. Another spurt followed, widening the trail as it ran all the way to her foot. “Ah, no! Not my leg!” She begged out loud. Her hips swung side to side in an attempt to stop it, but this caused her pee, now coming out in a slow trickle, to hit her other leg as well. Big Tiki felt her heart sinking at the little one’s struggle. This was all her fault; if her curiosity hadn’t gotten the better of her, her younger self wouldn’t be in this mess. She had to fix things before they could get any worse. “Quick, squat down!” she yelled as she crouched to Little Tiki’s level and reached her arms around her. “N-No!” Little Tiki twisted her shoulders, pushing Big Tiki’s arms away. Her brow furrowed in determination. “I can do it! I just gotta…” Without warning, Little Tiki leaned back, and Big Tiki instinctively placed her hand on the little one’s back to brace her. Meanwhile, she pulled her girlhood up even further and more open, and her face scrunched up as she used her strength to push it out. The change was immediate. What was just a tiny trickle spilling onto her legs grew into a steady, golden stream that flew out almost straight forward before falling and breaking up. It struck a particularly dry patch of grass and dirt, creating a noticeable piddling sound, matched only by the faint hissing from her crotch. At first, the manaketes could only stare in silence as Little Tiki emptied her bladder with such force. Even the voice in Big Tiki’s head telling her to stop watching and let her have her privacy felt muted against a sight so taboo and yet strangely fascinating. Even when the smell of pee entered their noses, it wasn’t enough to make common courtesy prevail for either of them. They were simply two parts of the same whole, enjoying the same view together. Eventually, Little Tiki’s open mouth curled upwards into a big smile, and her panting turned into giggling. “Tee hee, I’m just like a boy now!” she declared without shame. That smile, that happiness from the silliest of things; Big Tiki could not resist such contagious joy. Her lips lifted into a smile, and she soon chuckled right alongside her past self as they watched the puddle growing just in front of them. It may have been a bit of a mess at first, but she was glad things turned out the way they did. With her small frame and forceful spray, Little Tiki’s tinkle time ended as quickly as it began, with the stream falling away into a small trickle, this one going straight down, thankfully. At the end, the puddle she left was quite big for her size, testament of how full to the brim she was, though her older self still left the bigger one for sure. “Aaaah, much better!” she sighed as the last few drops fell from her. She looked over to her older self and asked, “How’d I do?” “I’d say you did pretty well, Little One,” she replied, letting go of Tiki’s back and standing straight up. “Now, I would suggest shaking your hips a few times to get the drops out. Go forward and back so it doesn’t get on your legs.” “Okay.” Little Tiki did just that, the thrusting motions lifting her dress in the back and exposing the very bottom of her bottom as she did so. The few drops still clinging to her down there fell loose, and she finally let go of the “petals” and let her dress fall back down. “Aw, but what am I gonna do about my legs?” Little Tiki asked with a frown as she lifted one up, the trail of urine still faintly present. “Do you know if the leaves are safe here?” “I’m afraid I don’t,” replied Big Tiki, “But don’t forget that we’re at the beach in our swimwear.” “Oh, right! It’s almost like taking a bath!” Little Tiki hopped up and down. “We should go for a swim when we get back!” A particular view caught Big Tiki’s attention. “We should, but you’ll need to put your bottoms back on, first.” “Huh?” Little Tiki stopped her hopping, and pulled her dress down with one hand while putting the other behind her head. “Hee hee, whoops!” she said with closed eyes and pink cheeks. A minute passed while the girls got dressed again, Little Tiki putting her bottoms and floatation ring back on while Big Tiki tied her sash around her waist again. They each took one last glance at their puddles before leaving them behind to soak into the soil. The crashing waves of the ocean looked much more enticing as they walked back to the rest of the group. Big Tiki found herself actually looking forward to a good swim, and maybe a nice bit of sunbathing afterwards, preferably somewhere she could remove her top and let her wings stretch out. “Hey, wait!” Little Tiki suddenly said, coming a stop. “I just thought of something.” “Hmm? What is it?” asked Big Tiki as she turned around. “So, you told me that you can’t tell me anything about my future in case it might change it, right?” Little Tiki put a finger to her chin. “But you just taught me how to tinkle standing up, which you didn’t know how to do until you came here. Won’t that change my future too?” “Oh dear,” said Big Tiki. She had completely forgotten about that in the heat of the moment. Perhaps it was time to come clean about a certain fact she had deduced. “It’s true that me teaching you something may affect the future, but I have a feeling we don’t have to worry about that,” she started. “But why not?” asked Little Tiki, tilting her head. How can I best explain this? “Since I am you in your future, that means I should remember everything you’ll go through. That said, I have no memory of my time in Askr at all, not even this talk we’re having right now.” “You don’t remember?” Little Tiki frowned as it dawned on her. “Wait, does that mean when we go home, we’re going to lose all our memories of being here?” Big Tiki nodded. “It’s a strong possibility, and I think given our circumstances, it is probably for the better.” “B-But I don’t want to forget my time here! I’ve been to so many cool places and made so many new friends here! I even got to meet my grown-up self!” whined Little Tiki. “As have I, and it will be shameful if we do end up forgetting.” To the little one’s surprise, Big Tiki gave a smile to her and put a hand on her shoulder. “But, I don’t think it’s all bad. We still have lots of friends to be with when we do go home. Besides, just because you can’t remember the fun you had somewhere, it doesn’t mean you didn’t have it.” “Huh? So, does that mean we shouldn’t stop having fun here while we still can?” “Quite the opposite. I think knowing we won’t remember makes our time here all the more precious.” Little Tiki looked right into her eyes, and Big Tiki could see the worry fading away in hers. “Alright, if you say so,” Little Tiki finally said. Big Tiki laughed a bit. “Now, we should be getting back to our friends. They might have started to wonder where we’ve gone off to.” “Um, can I ask you one more thing real quick?” Always curious, this one… Not that I’m any different. “What is it?” At this, Little Tiki glanced down and suddenly looked rather shy. “Can we, um… maybe go tinkle standing up together sometime again?” “Hmm?” Did she just hear that right? “You’d like to do that again? And… together?” she asked. “Mm-hmm,” Little Tiki nodded. “I thought it was kinda fun to wee like a boy, and I wanna see if I can do it without getting any on my legs next time.” Big Tiki had to mull it over at first. Never had she heard of someone asking if they could pee together because it was fun. On the other hand, it was quite enjoyable and a little empowering, but more than that, she felt a strange connection when she did that with herself, like they had grown a lot closer to each other in such a short time. Oh my, I certainly hope we’re the only ones in Askr to bond like this! “If chance allows it, we can go together again,” said Big Tiki. “R-Really?” said Little Tiki, already smiling again. “And it will be our little secret time together, promise,” she replied, giving her a little boop on the nose. “Hee hee, thank you so much!” said a grinning Little Tiki, “I’m so glad I get to grow up to be just like you!” Big Tiki could only blush at what may have been the best compliment anyone had ever given her in three thousand years. “You know what, Little One?” she said, “I think you’re going to turn out just fine.” (A/N: And there we have it, the winning story of this year's poll finished! Hope you all had a lot of fun reading it. I certainly did while writing it; how else do you explain me churning out a 6,000 word fic in only a couple weeks? Let's hope I can keep that up with the second-place winner, although that one admittedly needs a bit more brainstorming first. Until next time!)
  3. Hi, friends! I've decided to ty writing again, and the incomparable and immensely-talented @Brown&yellow agreed to let me use some of their drawings to sort of caption with a small vignette. Here is the first; hope you all enjoy! Isabel Alvarez was not a timid woman. Born into a family of rich culture and vibrant heritage, it was in her very blood to be passionate in everything she did; her job, her friendships, her fondness for Internet dessert recipes; if it interested her, you could bet she was going to put her all into making sure she did it to the fullest extent. Her recently-established gym regimen was no different. Gotta have some way to offset the physical expense for that 3-berry dump cake, right? And so, every morning for the past 6 weeks, Isabel had been hitting the machines pretty hard, her unmitigated zeal driving her to push past every physical limit she had in her bid to achieve her health goals. Not that she really needed it all too bad; as a relatively fit woman of 24, Isabel was no slouch when it came to looks, possessing a softly chiseled face along with a pair of dark amber eyes and two full, pouty lips that were pulled into an almost perpetual pout, implying strength whilst maintaining femininity. Her body was equally as desirable, if she did say so herself, sporting an almost sinfully curvaceous figure complete with a delightfully plump rump and two hand overflowing breasts that tugged at the eyes of even the most chaste of men, especially in the rather raunchy ensembles she regularly wore to the gym. Today was just another one of those mornings. She’d compressed her statuesque form into a pair of black-and-yellow Lycra leggings and a teeny yellow tube top that hardly did anything to contain her bountiful bosom. Sweat matted her brunette locks to her forehead as she finished off yet another bottle of water. What number was this? She’d lost count an hour ago as soon as she’d gotten to the mountain climber machine. She crumpled the plastic in her hand, tossing it into the recycling before grabbing another. Working as hard as she did, she always figured she needed to drink her weight in fluids to counter the immense sweat output. Normally, it worked out that way, and she was able to go through her entire workout hydrated and unimpeded. However, something was different. She was sweating, alright, but the sheen on her bronzed skin only accounted for a small percentage of the liquids she consumed. Most of it had been steadily trickling into her bladder since the first bottle, manifesting as an urge in the first 15 minutes and a dull ache after a half hour. She had adamantly forced it down, opting to continuing her workout despite the building pressure. That was another thing about Isabel; she was incorrigibly stubborn, unwilling to be distracted from her task, even at the behest of her own body. That was nearly two and a half hours ago. She looked positively pregnant with pee now, her swollen abdomen bulging almost grotesquely out of her leggings as she defiantly chugged yet another bottle of water, her face red both from physical exertion and the effort it took to contain the ocean of urine nestled betwixt her quivering thighs. A few of the gym goers had ceased their workouts to ogle at the woman’s rotund abdomen, whispering to themselves about the obviously monumental pee the valiant-spirited woman was denying herself. Great as her willpower was, even Isabel could not combat biology. She grunted a bit into her bottle as a sizable squirt from her clenched nethers dampened the gusset of her leggings, dripping onto the floor with a light *pat, pat*. At this point, it was only pride keeping Isabel from completely breaking down into a twitching, writhing dance of desperation. She had come this far, she would not be bested by her bladder, not now. Finishing the bottle, she disposed of it as well, her face tight and her lips trembling as she attempted to get back on the mountain machine. She grit her teeth as the motion sent jolts through her overripened organ, making her knees knock with the effort of holding back the immense flood. Swallowing and steeling herself, she began to move her legs up and down, vehemently ignoring the protests from her screaming kegels. Her stomach was so bloated that quads actually kneaded into the taut flesh of her abdomen as she worked, each pump causing her face to contort in agony as her overfilled pee-pouched was jostled and squeezed from both sides by each motion she took on the machine. She tried to keep going, but the pressure was too great. In one last bid for control, she pulled one hand of of the grips and thrust between her shaking thighs, gripping at her soaked crotch as she tried to salvage what was left of her quickly deteriorating willpower. It bought her some time, but eventually, the reinforcing pressure was overcome by the sheer volume of pee she was containing. She lasted may 2 more minutes before the scale finally tipped. The battle was lost; it was now only a matter of time before even retreat ceased to be a viable option. The bodacious brunette threw herself off of the machine with a strangled cry, both hands thrust up underneath her protruding bladder as she stashed towards the ladies, spurting intermittently into her fingers. She shoved aside the door, staggering into the lavatory as her face contorted in agony. She leaned against the wall for support with one hand, the other still clutching at her trembling womanhood, the whole crotch of her leggings practically dripping with her amber bounty. She managed to stumble into a stall, tearing down her leggings as her muscles gave way, rivulets of her nectar streaming down her trembling inner thighs. She was practically already peeing full force as she threw herself at the toilet, not even having time to remove her panties as she thrust her bum over the mouth of her porcelain salvation. Torrents upon torrents of pee gushed out through Isabel’s panties, splattering noisily into the bowl below. So intense was her need, she did not even feel relieved for the first few moments, her face still tight with pain before dissolving into a visage of pure, unadulterated bliss. She leaned her head back on the wall, her mouth agape as her pee continued to rope out of her with unmatched fervor, her corpulent bladder slowly deflating to its normal size as her muscles twitched with almost orgasmic release. After nearly two minutes, her stream tapered to a stop. For a moment, Isabel couldn’t move, the relief leaving her nearly insensate. She merely sat there, the sound of her residual drips and labored breath echoing throughout the stall. Her bladder felt numb, faintly humming within her abdomen as she savored the sweet sensation of emptiness, her breasts still heaving. With some difficulty, she pulled herself up off of the toilet, stumbling a bit as she put her weight over her jelly-like legs again. She blindly groped around for a bit of toilet tissue to wipe up what she could before tossing it into the toilet and flushing. With a swallow, she made her way out of the bathroom, keeping her head down as she hurried to collect her things and stride quickly towards the exit of the gym. After that incident, Isabel remained the same lively woman, fiery and vivacious…though never again was she too proud to duck into a restroom whenever the urge struck!
  4. Our story starts in the single most boring way a story can possibly start. With a mirror. You're standing in front of it, barely awake. You don't even remember walking to the bathroom, much less putting paste in that toothbrush, but you're glad you're past that milestone already. You got stuff to do and there's nothing you want more than to be done with them and go back to bed already. It was really late when you went to bed last night and now you're paying the price. You regret it. The water running reminds you you need to pee. But first, you need to finish brushing your teeth. While you do so, you look at your reflection. What do you see? >Insert name, gender and physical characteristics. Hello! I don't know if that's the right place for this.. I sure hope so. I've fallen out of the habit of drawing, and I'm in a bit of an art block right now, so I thought doing a interactive little thing like this could be helpful. I don't really have a plot for it, I'm planning on just playing some really common omo scenario like being stuck in traffic or getting desperate in some mean teacher's class, hence the title. It won't be very long and I'll depend a lot on you, reader, to guide the story. I hope you guys enjoy it! I'll always pick the most popular suggestion; in case of ties, I'll pick the one that interests me the most, or roll a dice. About the illustrations, I'll ask now: what do you guys prefer? Quick pictures like the one in this post (So I'll answer faster and draw scenes more frequently) or more detailed ones (so I might not draw every post, and take a long time to answer when I do, but they'll be a little more high quality)?
  5. Decided to board the train so I can practice drawing omo content! This story is inspired by a lot of interactive stories on here, but will probably most closely resemble Home Alone for the Weekend by Dimvitrolo. I hope you'll give me a chance! --- 1 Hey there! My name is Rory, I'm 23, and this is my first time doing anything like this... I've kinda been wanting to try it out for a while, but I never had any motivation, and the timing never seemed to be right... But today, my flatmates are out of of town on a camping trip! Which I obviously didn't join because lol whack who does that to themselves out of free will? Ok no seriously, they tried making me come along, and I probably would've if I didn't have certain other plans... Now for the Juicy stuff (Hah, juicy...) So here I am, alone in the apartment, It's a wonderful saurday afternoon (to stay inside), and I've put on my lazy day comfort jams! Now it's up to you guys to keep me company while I test my limits, and battle it out against my bladder. It's 03:26 Pm, and I haven't used the bathroom since this morning! I've been drinking constantly, athough carefully, and I'm really starting to feel it. If I had to say, I'm probably at around 5-6 on the Desperation Scale, And I kinda really gotta go. I'm on my third bottle of water thour hour! I'd love it for the bunch of you to give me some suggestions as to how to go about all this, as well as I wouldn't be opposed to answering some personal or non personal questions to, you know, keep me distracted from my bladder and stuff???? Anyway, let's roll! --- How to play: Talk to Rory as if they were an actual person, come up with suggestions, conversational topics, dares and other things to keep things going! Rory's actions won't be based on the mayority vote, but rather on their own choice. Of course, these choices are influenced by the readers... But it might be a good idea to be a bit smooth about certain things ;) Now fly!
  6. I was inspired by Sushi to create my own interactive story! Go check out her's here! :) HOW THIS WORKS: When detailing a character, location, item, or anything else, the first reply after the introduction will be chosen. You cannot detail something twice in a row. If your description was chosen last time, then please let others have a go! :) Choosing a numbered option is best of five. This will increase to ten if and when the thread becomes popular enough. In the event of a tie, one of the tied options will be chosen at random. I hope we can all have a lot of fun with this! It should be a great way for me to practice and get more art done, while you can enjoy choosing the direction of this story and expanding it's universe! I did have a little backstory planned, however, I've decided to shelve it and have this story start in the most minimal way possible. What better way to start than with an almost completely blank canvas? That way, you can get the most out of this thread! I will—of course—be writing bits of story myself, just to keep it moving. Think of it as you providing me with the fabric and me stitching it all together! I can't wait to see where this story ends up further down the line! :) So it begins! You open your eyes and find yourself staring directly into a body of water. Some movement somewhere has caused ripples to move across it's surface. As the water calms, you see your face start to come into view, set against the backdrop of an almost completely clear sky. The sun is shining and it's a lovely, warm summer's day. Looking at yourself, what do you see? >Insert name, gender, and physical characteristics.
  7. Make Daisy Pee! (Make Her Pee! 2) By OmoCommando For those who missed the first one, the game is very simple. Daisy needs to pee and you will post challenges for her to do that will increase her need to go. How she ends up finally peeing is dependent upon your choices. While the basic rules are the same as "Make Her Pee!", we are dealing with a character who is less easy-going than the last one. Daisy may refuse certain challenges if they do not meet her standards. Hint: Daisy is headstrong and willful. The challenges she enjoys most are ones that have an element of risk to them. "Hi, I'm Daisy!" "Uh... I don't know what 'Omorashi' is, but I think it's really fun to hold it to the point of bursting and then do something like stand over my bed for a while and try not to have an accident!" "Cassie told me that you guys are good at coming up with pee-holding challenges, so let's see what you've got!" "I'm wearing my favorite sweater and skirt while chilling in my room right now! I just started to have to pee and I could easily go right now or I could easily hold it." "What should I do first?" > Drink a glass of water. > Drink a bottle of soda. > Stand over bed with legs apart for three minutes. > Lay down on stomach for three minutes. > Let out one spurt into your panties. > Remove Clothes (specify) > Other
  8. Welcome! c: In this game, we'll not only be trying to make a girl pee, but also creating the girl ourselves! How the Game Works: -Each post will have an image, a short story/description to accompany it, and a prompt for the next post. Majority vote wins (unless it goes against the rules I will state below, in which case the second-highest will win, and so on). -In the case of a tie, there will be a new post allowing a tie-breaker. Only one of those options will win, but there is always the chance of using a past idea later! -Some prompts will be "Choose an action" while others will be a free-for-all. -To start, I will not choose an option until I have at least 5 replies. -Since I'm busy with school and work, it will not be consistent - my apologies ^^" But I will do my best to update as soon as I can! Rules: -Because I am not comfortable with drawing this (due to my skill level), I will draw no less clothing than what is shown. -Everything must be within the character's consent. This applies only after an action has been made. (If, for example, you tickle her and she responds negatively, then you shouldn't do it again; but if she responds positively, you can continue to your heart's content.) -When responding to a prompt, state the prompt first. This is just in case someone posts at the same time I post. -No fighting, please. This is just for fun, and we all have different levels of comfort in different areas. -Have fun! c: -- Here is our girl. Notice that she is unfinished. It is your job to complete her design, give her a personality, and name her. The latter two will happen much later; for now, let's give her some color! (Things such as hair style, tattoos, and makeup will come up later.) Skin color: Eye color (right): Eye color (left): Hair color (base):
  9. Make Her Pee! An illustrated holding challenge by OmoCommando. All right, It's about time we had another illustrated interactive adventure going. The game is simple; I will provide you with a character who want to do a desperation/holding challenge. You, the audience, are to do provide the various challenges for this character to make holding it more difficult for her. You may use the examples that I provide, improve upon the examples I provide, or come up with your own. When the character pees, we can move onto a new character or start with the same. Hint: As the challenge progresses, take note of how the character behaves. Certain actions may make her feel more desperate than other actions. dislaimer Without further delay, let's begin. The character we will begin with is Cassandra. "Hi! My name's Cassandra, but you can call me Cassie!" "Um... I've liked omorashi since I was really little. I would do things like finding a spot in my backyard where I could hide and go pee, or right before I took a bath, I would stand in the bathtub and tinkle in my panties a little bit!" "So now I decided to try this desperation challenge that OmoCommando recommended to me, where you guys tell me things to do, and I do them while trying my best not to pee myself!" "I'm wearing a t-shirt and shorts right now and I drank a whole bottle of water an hour ago. I kind of have to pee, but it's not super awful or anything. I'm also in my bedroom right now." "What should I do first?" > Stand with legs spread apart for 5 minutes. > Sit with legs spread apart for 5 minutes. > Drink another bottle of water. > Strip down to bra and panties. > Get naked. > Other
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