This is our groups little adventure-story, written by  Bachri
You, the reader can choose by a comment how the story will continue!

When you do so, take into account please that the character has current stats and "abilities".
For more information, please read the idea here: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/4306730/

Parts so far:
Part 1 to 30: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/4557109/
Part 31: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/4557111/
Part 32: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/4582495/
Part 33: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/4655463/
Part 34: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/4667549/
Part 35: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/4674421/
Part 36: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/4686470/
Part 37: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/4708228/
Part 38: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/4726000/
Part 39: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/4743718/
Part 40: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/4756641/
Part 41: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/4794503/
Part 42: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/4805403/
Part 43: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/4815039/
Part 44: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/4821550/
Part 45: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/4853759/
Part 46: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/4868311/
Part 47: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/4886760/
Part 48: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/4915545/
Part 49: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/4972360/
Part 50: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/5001773/
Part 51: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/5016739/
Part 52: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/5233675/
Part 53: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/5243676/
Part 54: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/5247196/
Part 55: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/5250247/
Part 56: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/5268188/

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Part 57


>A: A/C Combo, attempt to hide but have an accident anyway.

As more and more bladder spasms continue to push tiny, leaking squirts out of your body and onto your gradually dampening legs, you finally give in to the demands of your natural needs and hold one paw up to the face of Green-Cloak- now calling himself Tilvamido- and politely ask him to stop explaining things for a moment while your other paw buries itself between your legs so that you can have a few more precious seconds of dryness. He nods once before turning away and staring at some huts across the street while you turn toward a small space between the roof and a neighboring building, deciding that it would be sufficient as a hiding spot. Full to the brim, ready to burst any second and stuck in a steady hobble as a form of movement, you carefully make your way to the edge of the roof and do your best to climb down without making even more dark puddles on the clay structure.

You land on your feet gracefully enough, but what happens immediately after is as far from graceful as it gets. The physical shock of landing from the top of a house- single story or not- shoots up your legs and into your spine, causing your bladder to quake and weaken enough for a thick stream to shoot from your crotch. You clamp down hard and plant both paws at the source to cut it off, and it works for a second, but your muscles are so weak from holding it for so long that the effort is lost. You hear the hissing resume and feel the warmth trickling over your fingers as your body simply ignores your commands and releases the golden flood. It washes over your thighs, your legs and travels down to your feet before pooling at the sandy dirt below. As you pee yourself uncontrollably, you think about how close you were- all you had to do was squat and move your loincloth out of the way- and how thankful you were that nobody was around to see. Not unless Tilvamido decided to look down here anyway.

It takes nearly a minute before the hissing finally comes to an end, and by the time the last yellow drops leave your bladder, your paws, legs and loincloth are all completely saturated in ocelot urine. You pat the front of the soaked strip of cloth, thinking of how to get it cleaned up, and you notice the soft ridge of your womanhood felt different to your touch through the material. It seemed... puffier? It seemed like every time you wet yourself, something about your body or personality changed in some way. Usually in a good way. You gently move the cloth aside and take a look. Bending forward so you could get a better view, you notice that your slit is indeed puffy and red, as though it had swollen up somehow. Even more so, it was unusually sensitive- you could feel just the air brushing past.

Perhaps it was best to get it cleaned. You look around and notice a convenient jug of water that is as tall as your hips. You awkwardly walk over to it and completely remove the wet loincloth, placing it in the pot, before taking pawfuls of water and splashing the areas that were still wet with pee. After getting cleaned up, your sex is still rather puffy and now cold, but you still put the clean-ish loincloth back on and jump back up onto the roof, where Green-Cloak is waiting for you.

"Okay, done."

After alerting him, Green-Cloak turns back to you and looks, raising a suspicious eyebrow upon seeing how wet you were from the waist down.

"Huh... I suppose you are."

You look down and blush, immediately realizing the impression all the water made. Of course, it's not as though it were far from the truth. Not much point in trying to explain, but you try anyway.

"Um... I f-forgot to move my loincloth out of the way, s-so I had to clean up with some water down there..."

"Right..."

He suddenly raises a paw toward you, and you feel an odd warmth emit from all the wet spots before all of the liquid still clinging to your fur turns into evaporative steam. Just like that, you are completely dry. Even your loincloth feels as though it had been sitting in the sun for hours. Now it was your turn to raise an eyebrow at him.

"It's a spell usually saved for emergency situations with near-drown victims. And... sometimes with very young children..."

(Embarrassment +20%)

You dejectedly lower your head, incidentally noticing how long your shadow had gotten. Without even noticing it, the sun had almost reached the horizon and topped off the trees surrounding the village.

>HP: 27/27

>MP: 5/7

>Peemeter: 5%

>Attention: 89%

>Embarrassment: 72%

>Experience: Level 3 (30/100)

>Inventory/Relationship/Spells: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/4399204/

A: Introduce Tilvamido to party

B: Bring Tilva to Council

C: Get magic assistance from Tilva

D: Just continue talking

E: Gather party for something else

F: (Comment)