Castle Fear

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My original story I wrote really as a gift for LivingInfinite and his awesome art (if you haven't seen it there's a thread in the pp board with it) and with some convincing i decided to continue it. I don't consider myself much of a writer and I am aware of the grammatical and other minor errors but anyway here's the three chapters so far.

-Wetting, pantypoop, embarrasment, fear, desperation, diapers (later)

Chapter1 - Castle Fear

Kiako cursed to herself walking down the royal hallway to answer the summons. No doubt her liege wanted to send her on some fools errand. Lately that's all she seemed to be doing, for a knight warrior of the first royal guard it felt like all she had been doing lately were tasks she felt would have been fit for a grunt. Retrieve this artifact; escort this low priority dignitary blah blah blah the buxom redhead bemoaned quietly.

Gripping the hilt of her sword she strode into the royal court cool and composed looking with a reserved sneer at all the so called bureaucrats who feasted while she protected the land venturing far off in all manners of weather. Shaking her head slowly she had to force herself to forget about it as she was here to speak with her Excellency. Bowing in front of the elaborately jeweled throne she spoke.

"My Queen, you wished to speak with me?" Smiling down on her queen Ezraelia answered her

"Yes, a scribe has ventured from the far east to our kingdom and has asked to see the Novus scroll that was gifted to us in the time before the second great war... unfortunately it was last seen in our nations previous castle which as you know was left in ruins during the following war and I need you to take her there" Kiako was about to open her mouth in protest when she was interrupted by Ezraelia who gave her a stern look

"I need someone I can trust, and someone who has masterful skills such as yours to protect her. I have heard reports of unsettling things from our old castle. Now I will hear no protests and your orders are final! That will be all Kiako you are dismissed."

"Yes, your highness" Kiako replied biting her tongue not to speak out against the queen and she got up bowing and turned to walk out of the room. "Oh, and Kiako you can find her in the grand library she shouldn't be too hard to spot" Ezraelia called out to her as she shut the door a little harder than she intended making some of the figures jump in surprise.

"I knew it!" She exclaimed "I'm going to have to babysit some bookworm so they can look up some useless old text" gripping the handle of her sword clenching it tightly releasing her frustration as she made her way to the library to meet the latest addition in a string of helpless figures of "importance" scoffing to herself at the thought of importance.

After venturing through the finely paved streets of the capital Kiako arrived at the library, it really was a massive building, one however she was not too familiar with. As a royal knight most of her time was spent training and as a child it was a similar story training endless training. Running her hand across the marble blocks she opened the solid maple door walking in slowly looking around for the scribe she was tasked to meet. Walking through the vast corridors she searched for what seemed like hours on end growing angrier by the minute her short temper getting the best of her.

"meet her in the library she says.... where in the library this place is huge" talking to herself she felt a twinge of desperation building in her bladder. "Oh you've got to be kidding me" she said quietly to herself and she squirmed slightly

"Now I need to find a bathroom.... this place is like a labyrinth! how am I ever going to find one in here" blushing slightly at the thought of someone knowing about her embarrassing predicament even though the library was next to deserted she strengthened her resolve and trudged off momentarily taking a break from her search to embark on a new search for the bathroom walking down corridor after hallway after corridor she felt her need to go rise ever so slightly as the seemingly endless rows of books and corridors revealed nothing but more of the vast structure. Groaning she paused looking around to make sure no one was around to see a royal knight do for lack of a better terms a potty dance...

Once the urge to go subsided Kiako quickened her pace determined to find a bathroom at all costs. "Please please be here" she whispered to herself. As she turned the corner she couldn't believe her eyes at the end of the hall a water closet! Breaking out into a sprint she dashed down the hall her light armor clattering as she ran getting to the door she wrenched it open gritting her teeth as she felt a small stream released into her panties. With a gasp she swiftly occupied a stall hurriedly undoing her armor feeling a few more drops of pee soak through her underwear leaving a small rivulet running down her leg. As soon as her armor was free she yanked whatever clothes were left and sat down relieving her bladder as she exhaled noisily with relief.

Looking down she Kiako examined her panties looking at the damp patch and blushing trying not to think of how close she came to humiliating herself..... "How that would have made headlines" she thought to herself "Royal guard pees on ancient texts, what would Ezraelia have thought" Putting that thought out of her mind she stood up reluctantly pulling up her damp panties followed by the arduous task of redoing her armor. Luckily, she thought it hadn't been her full plate mail she had been wearing a few months prior before she opted for the partial armor she had been wearing for the last few months and enjoying the mobility and freedom.

Venturing out of the bathroom she was distinctly aware of the clammy feeling of her undergarments and as one of the few library patrons walked by unassuming she felt herself blush harder than she had ever before, she wouldn't have been surprised if the color on her cheeks matched her hair. Walking off hurriedly resuming her search for the damned scribe that got her into this mess in the first place she thought back to her child hood and was glad not to have spent much time in this maze. Returning to her time consuming trek through the library she swore to herself never again would she visit this damn place, and if she never saw another book in her life it would be too soon.

By some grace of god after turning what seemed like the thousandth corner she spotted a small woman dressed in elaborate silk garments.

"This has got to be her" she thought walking over unbuckling her sword. Slamming the scabbard down on the stone table next to her Kiako smirked as she saw the small figure jump slightly. Turning to face she started to speak

"You must be Kiako. Queen Ezraelia informed me that you would be joining me to retrieve the Novus scroll. I've just been reading up on some of your material here, this library is incredible there must be hundreds of thousands of texts here!" all the while she spoke Kiako studied her taking in her foreign grace and beauty, she was an attractive woman herself but she was just different exotic almost.

"Right well considering you already know my name what's yours?" she said curtly

"You can just call me Rebecca, that's the closest translation" she beamed "I would like to thank you for escorting me as the Queen told me of some of the reports from the old castle"

Kiako laughed derisively "What could possibly be there that my steel can't take care of!" she boasted as she picked up her large blade looking down on the woman with a sneer "don't tell me you can't take care of a couple of rats"

Rebecca looking taken aback simply shook her head and responded "I just wanted to say thank you, no need to be rude about it!" "Whatever, let’s just get this over with the castle is only an hour or so ride from the city so if we leave now we should be able to make it back before sundown.

So let’s get a move on..... I'll follow you out I'm not very familiar with this place" Kiako said and gestured to the room before flexing her muscles "as you can see I'd rather train my body than leaf through musty old books" Rebecca looked incensed at her "keeping your mind sharp is as important a weapon as your body" she quietly retorted before silently leading her out.

Once they were out in the sunlight Kiako silently thanking the heavens to be out of there she led them to the stables where her horse was penned. Walking to another pen she got another horse ready for the timid girl.

"Thank you" Rebecca said as she nodded and pulled herself up to a riding position.
"I'll let you lead the way now" the petite girl said with a smile.

"That's wise of you, now let's go" Kiako said before mounting up and spurring her horse into action bursting out of the stable speeding off towards the ruins of the old castle with Rebecca in tow.

Not a word was said by Kiako on the ride who ignored any conversation attempts by Rebecca who was insistent on trying to start a friendly conversation and was starting to feel a little dejected by the time the ride was over.

Coming up to the ruins the pair of women stopped taking in the ominous figure of the ruined castle contrasting starkly against the bright sky.
"So do you know where this scroll is?" Kiako asked plainly while dismounting and lashing up her horse.

"Yup" Rebecca nodded while hopping down handing the reigns to Kiako to take care of. "Ezraelia explained where it was, in the main foyer up the grand staircase it should be in a locked case in the third room on the right. I will know it when we are near trust me and she gave me a map of the castles layout" Rebecca explained

"As long as we don't get lost in there" Kiako shouted back as she kicked in a rotted door with a grunt "Come on" the redhead motioned for her to follow as she led the way through the deserted structure. "Luckily it's still light out so we don't have to carry light with us" Kiako mused aloud "Yeah, I'm sure this place is pretty creepy at night" Rebecca agreed. Both of them walked for a while following the map Kiako on alert and Rebecca in awe of the old architecture and relics left behind when a loud rattling noise came from around the corner accompanied by the grinding sounds of metal dragging against stone.

“Who’s there?" Kiako shouted drawing her sword stepping forward putting herself in front of her charge. No response came and the eerie grating noise grew louder and louder. "Show yourself!" Kiako once again demanded to no avail. Tightening her grip on her sword Kiako felt her adrenaline begin to flow in the anticipation of a fight.

A figure stepped out from the corner it was a sight that chilled Kiako to the bone. A grisly skeleton lumbered slowly towards carrying a massive battle axe. She had heard tales of necromantic arts but never before had she seen a result, a reanimated skeleton an avatar of death slowly moving towards her. It swung the axe and brought it down with a powerful crash. Kiakos reflexes kicked in and she shoved Rebecca back out of harms way and tumbled to the side avoiding the powerful blow. Raising her sword she hacked down with all her strength and to her surprise she cleaved straight through the skeleton shattering it to pieces her sword striking the ground with a deafening clang. Rebecca stood up slowly brushing herself off before walking over quickly picking up the bones examining them "fascinating! I've never seen anything like it!"

"Yeah... fascinating" Truth be told Kiako was not in the least bit fascinated she was in fact completely bewildered though she managed to keep her calm composure, she was a knight she could deal with this she thought to herself. She never liked thinking about death and to come face to face with death defied was quite a bit for her to handle. Crushing a bone under her boot she began to walk quickening the pace not wanting to spend any more time here than necessary. Rebecca followed her checking the map making sure they were on the right track.

"It should be just ahead" Rebecca chimed in. Kiako only nodded in response forcing open the door to the main foyer only to be greeted by a trio of skeletons that turned to face her as they were disturbed by the sudden noise. Kiako gulped and trembled slightly at the sight reminding of how easily the first one was dispatched trying to muster her courage.

"Ok, stand back. Here I go" she said not as confidently as she would have hoped charging at the nearest skeleton equipped with shield and a short sword. Spinning around the struck with a powerful blow splitting the rotted shield in half and shattering the arm that was holding it. Unfazed by the sudden loss of limb it struck at her the blow glancing off her armor.

"Shit" she cursed at her carelessness before running it through with her blade and running it up through the ribs shattering it sending the skull crashing to the floor with she crushed under her boot with a satisfying crunch! Turning around just in time to see the second of the three bringing a large axe crashing down gave her just enough time to leap out of the way landing hard wincing.

"Come on focus Kiako" she thought to herself trying to boost her confidence. Pulling a short sword off the other side of her hip she sprung to her feet leaving her long sword on the ground and leapt on the skeleton hacking at it furiously until it was nothing but rubble. She turned her attention to the last of the three approaching her and hurled her sword with such force it went straight through the skull shattering it to dust. Panting she caught her breath when Rebecca walked over carrying her long sword.

"Here you are" she said with a smile handing it to her. "Thanks. See, like I said not a problem..." Kiako replied to the unusually calm Rebecca which only server to frustrate her more.

"It should be right up these stairs right?" Kiako asked as she motioned to the massive staircase and after confirmation from Rebecca she led the way marching up the stairs on full alert. Looking around she didn't see anything or hear that noise which just thinking about it made her shiver but she wanted to be sure.

Stepping foot on the top of the staircase she carefully looked around and after determining the coast was clear walked down the hallway that the room should be adjoined to. Reaching down she grabbed the third door on the right when down the hall something caught her eyes. Not quite sure of what she was seeing she put a hand on the hilt of her large sword just in case. It was moving she was sure of it not it was... getting closer? Stepping back from the door she focused down the hall it was some sort of... apparition.

Her blood ran cold as the swirling translucent mist formed into a figure in front of her gliding towards them. It was growing larger as it approached it looked like it had arms now, massive wispy claws. She was aware of herself trembling as it came ever closer and she drew her sword.

"No.... no...." the "brave" redhead sniveled quietly to herself. As it got within striking distance she could see its face... its horrible demonic face she wanted to scream, to shriek and run never had she seen anything as terrifying. As a royal knight guard she had seen everything venturing across the dangerous countryside but now it seemed as if all of her courage melted away, everything she knew was useless.

She closed her eyes and stabbed at it feeling no resistance to her sword.... "It passed straight through.... it passed straight through!" she thought starting to panic. Opening her eyes she saw it staring at her, straight through her soul opening her mouth to scream nothing came out she couldn't remember ever being this scared, terrified, horrified. She was vaguely aware of the feeling that she was about to shit herself. Groaning she felt her bowels release her fear pushing out a hot heavy mess into her panties and armor. The spirits gaze everlasting unwavering, with a small grunt she accidentally pushed out more of her mess causing the back of her pants to bulge. This was it she was going to die she thought and the last thought running through her mind was that she had shit her pants and with that the last of the contents of her bowels emptied themselves into her panties staining through leaving a rather obvious developing brown stain on the back of her pants.

Suddenly an incantation followed by a blinding flash of light appeared and in an instant and an unholy scream the spirit was gone. Her legs trembling she almost collapsed, Kiako managed to turn around and look at Rebecca who must have been the source of the spell.

"Y....you saved me" she managed to speak slowly regaining her composure. Rebecca slightly scared but alright simply responded "it was just a simple dispersion spell. I didn't think it was that scary" she said with an accusing smirk

"I wonder if queen Ezraelia knows that her knight guards shit their pants" she said pointing at Kiako who stammered trying to defend herself feeling absolutely humiliated. Reaching back she gingerly touched her bulging pants and confirmed Rebecca’s accusations. Looking down she felt her eyes start to water, she was a royal knight and she had pooped her pants like a child and no less in front of a girl she had to protect.

Walking into the room Rebecca quickly walked into the room and came out moments later with a large case. "Here we are, now let’s get out of here we don't want any more incidents do we Kiako" she crinkled her nose at the smell that had started to spread and began to walk out the way they came. Kiako looked at the ground and said nothing following her slowly walking awkwardly trying not to spread the mess.

"You're just a spoiled child you know that! You've been cold and heartless towards me this entire time and it turns out you're not even brave enough to back it up. At the slightest sight of a weak apparition you completely soiled yourself! You better hope I don't feel like giving Queen Ezraelia a complete report of what happened!" Rebecca reprimanded the humiliated knight who just said nothing.

Getting back out to the horses Rebecca mounted up and watched as Kiako hesitated not wanting to sit in her condition. "Just get up and deal with it!" Rebecca commanded. The defeated redhead felt too humiliated to resist and slowly mounted her horse lowering herself down with a cringe of disgust after sitting down with a squish she took off following Rebecca back to the castle which would be an interesting situation all on its own.....

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Chapter 2 - Trial of the Elders

Galloping home was frankly the worst experience of her life to put it bluntly she thought. Every time the hooves pounded against the ground sent a jolt up through her mashing her accident further into her ruined clothes. Grimacing every time she felt it shift in her pants Kiako couldn't help but think about that phantom that had terrified her so badly. Why did it have to go after her!? It wasn't fair, shivering at the thought of the lifeless face she snapped back to reality as a particularly strong jolt sent her mess through the bands of her underwear sliding down her legs staining her pants even further. In her entire career as a knight she could easily say this was the worst, worse than wading stomach deep through the infested Acron swamp, easily worse than the acrid sulfur pits and surpassing her near death experience at the battle of little big horn ridge. Cursing silently to herself she glared ahead at Rebecca.

"this is all her fault" Kiako thought to herself
"if she hadn't have come to get this stupid scroll I would have never had to venture to that god forsaken castle..."

The steady rhythm of hooves on the earth went uninterrupted by cold silence between the two and continued all the way until they could see their destination. Slowing their pace as the two approached the city gates the messy redhead's mind was racing

"God I hope no one sees me like this, this will be the end of me if word gets out, I'll never live it down!"

Luckily sitting up in the saddle her humiliating condition was not visible to the townsfolk she rode past. Entering the town however she just wasn't able to take it anymore. Looking at the people her mind was buzzing making up embarrassing scenarios, playing out what-ifs in her head.

"I can't take it, they know!" she inwardly exclaimed.

Blushing furiously she spurred her horse and shot off ahead leaving bemused Rebecca behind. Watching her leave with a sudden burst of speed Rebecca continued her steady pace back towards the castle thinking quietly to herself about what to tell the queen.

"I don't care I just want to get home" she thought nearly trampling more than one unassuming citizen who jumped back wide eyed seeing the famed swordswoman galloping at full tilt through the streets. As the knight sped through town she could think of nothing else but word getting out about what she did.

Finally she approached the stable hoping to god that it was vacated. As kiako cautiously eased her horse into the stable she breathed a sigh of relief at the emptiness that filled the stable. It was late enough she noted looking out at the setting sun, "the stable hands must be at dinner" Riding the horse into its' stall she began to dismount, one leg over standing on the ground her other boot was stuck in the stirrup. "Fuck!" she exclaimed taking the chance to yell another few choice curse words. Jerking her boot free she lost her balance slipping on the slick floor of the stable she fell to her immediate horror with a sickening squelch as the load in her pants fell victim to gravity. Sitting there kiako felt her eyes water at the reality of the situation. "I'm not going to cry, don't cry damn it." she quietly sniffled to herself sitting in her own filth. Eventually she stood up slowly trying to stop feeling sorry for herself the warrior quickly wiped her eyes on her sleeve and strengthened her resolve now thinking about the next hurdle she would have to overcome. How was she going to get all the way from the stable to her room without being detected. Surely someone would see her.... or worse yet smell her.

Taking a deep breath she tentatively peered into the castle welcomed by a long empty hallway. With a sigh of relief she began the trek back to her room. Walking stealthily... well as stealthily as she could after having soiled herself. The apprehensive redhead began to relax as the hallways were not occupied as she had feared they would be. Luck would not be on her side however as she heard the sound of heels clicking on the marble floors. As the sound drew closer Kiako looked around quickly seeing a door and praying that no one was inside the room she was about to enter. Quickly pulling open the door she ducked into the room which was void of life fortunately.

Keeping the door cracked she watched a noble woman walk by slowing her pace when she hit the smell. Sneering she crinkled her nose and attempted to fan it away before moving hurrying away. Watching the woman’s reaction she felt the blood rushing to her face thinking about the tongue lashing she would get had they met face to face. Slipping out of the room shutting the door behind her silently she resumed her walk listening for the slightest sound of someone approaching. She was getting close that much she was sure of. Many times she had gotten herself lost within the castle, it was gigantic maddeningly so, however not quite as unfamiliar to her as the library she thought sardonically remembering her earlier incident.

Almost in the clear she thought approaching another crossing hallway when she heard the clinking footsteps of armored boots marching towards her. Cursing her luck she decided to slip undetected into another side room. Opening the door she quickly went in and upon shutting the door behind her Kiako heard the unmistakable sound of children giggling.

"oh please no" she thought to herself as two younger children walked out of the adjoining room and stared straight at her.

"Miss Kiako!" the older brother greeted her with childish enthusiasm.

"Oh... hello Francis... Emily" she responded nervously. Kiako knew these children in fact she had on occasion helped instruct them when their teacher was ill. Brother and sister were both training to be knight guards. "Why did you come in here?" Emily asked innocently

"It looks like she's hiding from someone!" Francis blurted out only to get punched in the arm by his little sister.

"Miss Kiako doesn't hide from anyone, she's the bravest Knight in the land!" Emily beamed looking up at her idol.

"Yeah.... No... wait..." she stammered panicking trying to stay facing them so they wouldn't see the back of her soiled garments. What am I going to do Kiako thought feeling the blood rush to her face listening, praying that the knights outside had passed the room but they had not.

"Ewww" Francis said wrinkling his nose "it smells like someone pooed their pants" looking at his little sister

"It wasn't me!" she cried out in embarrassment "that only happened once!" she retorted.

Kiako just wanted to crawl under a rock and hide for the next hundred years. "Now kids... don't be ridiculous" desperately trying to convince them of the absurdity of his statement even though she could smell it as well.

Giggling Francis leaned over whispering something inaudible to Kiako into his sisters ear which in turn evoked a wave of childish snickering from his sibling. Opening the door she fled the room not caring if anyone was left in the hall to see her. Fortunately only the last couple of Knights marching in formation caught a fleeting glimpse of her messy behind and fiery red hair before she disappeared around the corner.

Not stopping and running with reckless abandon Kiako reached her room shortly only passing a couple completely bewildered nobles. Her secret was out, the rumor would surely spread around the castle as gossip often did. Embarrassing thoughts whirled her through her head as she finally burst into her room slamming the door so hard behind her a picture frame fell the glass shattering noisily. Ignoring the broken glass she rushed to the bathroom finally away from any prying eyes she rested her hands on the counter and looked at herself in the mirror. She was a wreck, eyes red and moist from the sheer humiliation she had endured, still clinging to some shred of pride Kiako refused to cry. Her hair was a mess, frazzled and matted from the days exertions but by far the worst she could see the stain spreading down her inner thighs of her pants.

It was worse than she thought, her accident was even visible from the front. Turning around her she looked over her shoulder in the mirror at her reflection. It was awful her pants were thoroughly soiled and her armor pieces would need a damn good cleaning. The seat of her pants was stained brown and the humiliating discoloration ran down her thighs as well. Sighing she began to undo the little bit of armor she was wearing dropping it to the ground carelessly. Slowly she began to take off her pants, peeling the off one leg at a time the smell was even worse with her pants off and it made her gag. Tossing them to the ground she shook her head in disbelief wishing this was all just a dream. Grabbing the waistband of her panties she tugged them down looking at the formerly white panties filled with her own waste and as if to add insult to injury the gusset was yellowed from her previous close call. Tossing them in the trash not even wanting to think about them she looked at herself once again in the mirror naked from the waist down feeling vulnerable and afraid.

She couldn't remember the last time she had felt like this. Once again she turned around to see what she would have to deal with. It was a disaster her normally attractive ass was smeared with shit and her thighs were filthy as well. Sneering in disgust she stepped into her shower and grabbed a washcloth that she would surely throw away. As Kiako stepped into the shower she for once felt grateful for the fact that she had access to the upper class amenities namely heated indoor plumbing. Turning on her hot running water she felt as if all her problems were washed away, relaxing Kiako never wanted to get out. If only she could stay in her shower forever.

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Meanwhile in another section of the castle Rebecca had returned to Queen Ezraelia ready to speak with her about the days events and the successful recovery of the scroll. Entering the queens chambers she gave a polite bow to the queen before started to speak.

"I really appreciate your hospitality and assistance in the matter at hand." she began

"however I wish to speak to you about Kiako, if she is supposed to be representative of your nation than you chose in poor taste! She was hostile to me from our initial meeting up until we parted ways and if she's supposed to be the best of your knights than I can't imagine what your weaker knights are like. As an ambassador to your nation I'm severely disappointed. She soiled herself like a child when we were ambushed by an apparition haunting the old castle! She didn't even know what to do against a simple spirit. I don't even know if she's brave enough for toil...."

Ezraelia was tense while listening and growing angrier at Kiako with every passing second clenching her fist hearing the last embarrassing detail interrupted her "Enough! I'm deeply sorry for Kiako's misconduct and I will see to it immediately that she is disciplined. If you would like to stay an additional day you can witness her in the trial of the elders. It is a gauntlet we subject our knights to if their bravery is called into question it is a grueling test of both mental and physical strength and the consequence for failure is severe."

Smiling slightly Rebecca nodded in agreement "I would like that, I'll return to my quarters for now and begin studying the scroll, I will join you tomorrow for breakfast." After Rebecca left Ezraelia hardly able to control he rage gathered her things and went to pay her Knight guard a visit.

A sudden knock on her door made Kiako jump standing around in just her towel having just stepped out of the shower. Sighing to herself she ignored it not wanting to deal with anything or anyone at the moment. Another sudden rap on the door still did not convince her turning back towards her room she stopped upon hearing the icy voice of her liege.

"Open this door now before I break it down Kiako." the barely restrained fury of her voice sent shivers down Kiako's spine and she knew better than to keep her queen waiting. Opening the door slowly Ezraelia shoved her way in barging past her. "

You've got some nerve you know that! I gave you an order, one simple fucking order and you couldn't even follow through. You know there's a reason I've been using you to escort these dignitaries around. It's because I need someone who I trust, someone strong someone who would make our nation look strong and you broke down and shit yourself in front of some pissant scribe! You're a Knight Guard show some damn dignity".

After her lecture wound down Ezraelia brushed a stray lock of hair from her face and looked Kiako straight in the eyes. "You've been selected for the Trial of the Elders, you'd best prepare yourself" after that impromptu visit Ezraelia stormed out just as suddenly as she had appeared slamming the door behind her.

"Trial of the Elders..." Kiako said quietly to herself. It had been a while but she had passed it once all Knight guards had to before they were initiated as guards. It was an obstacle course a brutal course designed to test the strength and bravery of a knight. Fearsome creatures, savage traps and tests of strength all awaited, much to her chagrin.

Flopping down on her bed she stared absentmindedly at the ceiling. This wasn't going to be fun and knowing the queen's short temper she would probably attempt to have some sort of specter in the trial at some point. Pulling off her towel she tossed it to the other side of the room. She knew what had to be done and there was no point in sulking about and knowing what was to come tomorrow Kiako shut the lights and quietly slid into bed forcing herself to fall into a restless dreamless sleep.

Rousing herself in the morning the uneasy knight knew it was time. Standing up with a renewed sense of courage she pulled the shutters open letting dawns first light stream gently into her room. Walking confidently to her closet she opened the door looking at her gleaming set of armor that she had decided to wear. While her movement would be limited she conceded against the beasts she might face the protection would be invaluable. It wasn't uncommon for knights to fail the trial and emerge with grievous wounds or sometimes not emerge at all. Slipping on her under clothes she grabbed each piece of armor and fastened it feeling more and more protected with each piece.

Despite her growing anxiety about the trials to come once she finished dawning her armor Kiako felt invincible, she was going to crush this challenge and prove that she wasn't a damn child prove that she was more than strong enough to be a knight! Grabbing her sword she was about to set off when she remembered a gift that would finally prove it's usefulness. "I know I left it somewhere" she mused going through her various drawers some filled with clothes others with trinkets and baubles. "Aha! Here it is" she exclaimed. Pulling an ornate gold chain out of the drawer she looked at the amulet dangling from it's clasp. "I really hope it works...." it had been a gift from one of the various statesmen who visited and when she had saved his life from a gang of bandits in an outing he had presented her with this supposedly enchanted medallion that was a ward against spirits hopefully it worked.

Now she was ready, pulling the chain over her neck she could barely feel it in her hands through her armored gauntlets, giving it a squeeze she let go and gathered her weapon ready for the test.

A gentle knock on the door alerted Ezraelia that it was time.

"Come in" she responded with her normally cool and collected voice. Opening the door the petite foreigner walked in bowing curtly out of respect

"Good morning Queen Ezraelia." Rebecca said with a smile.

"Hello, I do trust you slept well, it is about to begin if you would take a seat" she responded not wanting to waste time. Nodding she took a seat next to the queen at the table upon which a large crystal ball rested. Giving the signal to a robed conjurer to her side the ball suddenly illuminated granting them vision of a dark room where Kiako was waiting patiently. Under the conjurers magic they would be able to watch her every move and hopefully her triumph.

"The worst part is always waiting for it to start" Kiako said to no one in particular. Alone in the cold empty room she was trying to stay calm. Why couldn't they just start the damn thing already. No doubt they were watching her through some arcane eyes. A loud creaking interrupted her thoughts as the door leading out of the room eerily opened on it's own accord.

Gripping her sword she strode out of the room watching for any danger or unseen surprises moving slowly she listened for any movement straining her ears to hear over the clink of her armor. Examining her surroundings it looked like she was in a forest. No doubt a complex illusion but in the distance she could see a tower, surely getting to the top was her task. Trying to judge the distance to the tower her concentration was shattered by a piercing howl that made her blood run cold.

Wolves more than one from the sounds undoubtedly coming for her. Strapping her sword she took off in a run armored boots pounding against the sodden earth of the forest. Wishing she wasn't wearing her armor she knew even with no armor she couldn't out run them and would need to fight sooner or later. She could hear them getting closer soon they would be upon her like the swarm to feast upon carrion. A hundred meters... maybe two and quickly gaining..... seventy five panting she slowed her pace trying to catch her breath forty five turning about face she drew her sword seeing only trees looking frantically trying to tell which way they would be coming from.

Hearing the paws stampeding towards her she felt the impact before she saw it. A massive set of snarling teeth ground against her shoulder the screeching sound of teeth scraping the metal of her armor piercing the stillness of the forest. Knocked off her feet and she fell quickly to the ground without a second thought she brought her armored fist around and landed a devastating hook against the wolf that had been attempting to chew through her armor. Catching a look at it's glowing evil eyes as it staggered back dazed from the blow she hopped up and took her stance looking at the four wolves that surrounded her. Tainted by dark magics their eyes all glowed and she felt as if they were piercing her very soul. Snarling and low they crept towards her.

Cautiously backing up she kept her guard up trying to anticipate where the attack would come from first. Stealing a glance behind her to keep her footing she noticed the leaves and grass in an abnormal pattern and formulated a plan. As if on queue the lead wolf leapt at her it's razor sharp fangs bared and dripping with saliva. Rolling back she kicked and caught the wolf with her greave and continuing with the motion sent the wolf flying overhead landing behind her crashing through the poorly disguised pitfall sending a flurry of leaves everywhere. She barely had time to ready herself before the remaining wolves attacked.

Thrusting her colossal sword forward she managed to impale one spattering flecks of blood about she wasn't quick enough to stop the other two however as she felt the pressure of the canines powerful jaws slowing crushing the armor on her forearm. The other wolf had latched onto her armored greave trying to bite through it. Wincing she pulled her sword from the carcass and awkwardly managed to stab the wolf latched onto her arm through the neck and kick the last one away. Panting she eyed the remaining beast and it returned the stare sizing up it's possible next meal. "Come on!" she shouted at it "You dumb beast! What are you waiting for!? I'm right here! Come on!" she yelled as if it could understand her. She raised her sword as it sprinted towards her but her tired muscles weren't quick enough.

With a growl they collided crashing to the ground a flurry of metal and fur. She ended up staring straight into it's demonic eyes holding back it's jaws with all of her strength trying to keep it from biting her. She felt a stabbing pain where one of the claws had slipped between the plates of her armor knowing it had drawn blood. Gathering all of her strength with a burst of energy she pulled ripping the wolves jaw apart sending a cascade of blood staining the ground. She shoved the twitching body off and grabbed her weapon wanting to quickly leave the sight of the battle knowing the scent of corpses would attract beasts much worse.

Catching her breath she stopped at a stream cupping her hands splashing water on her face washing the bits of blood from her skin. Getting more water she quickly gulped it down as she relaxed. Coming off her adrenaline Kiako was acutely aware of the pain in her shoulder. It had got her pretty good she thought. Nothing she couldn't handle but there was a hint of deep red in the crevice of her armor.

"Have to keep moving" she spoke aloud motivating herself to get back on the trail towards the tower. After a while of trudging through the forest she came to a clearing and she could see the top of the tower, still a ways off but much closer. Renewed in spirit she started back off in the right direction but didn't make it more than a few steps before it hit her. Every inch of her body was in pain she was dazed and barely conscious she willed herself up barely able to see straight Kiako saw it lumbering towards her.

A massive rock troll walked slowly towards her known for their tough almost rock like hide and grayish color. She was lucky to even have survived a blow from it's immense strength. Staggering back trying to keep her distance long enough to fully come to her senses she realized how far back she had been knocked down. It had been a good fifteen feet at least! Feeling the ground shake with every step it took towards her knowing she was in no shape to fight it one on one.

She could always out run it but that wasn't very brave. Her thoughts interrupted by the massive creature as it brought it's boulder like fist crashing down trying to smash her. Diving to the side she landed hard instead of her normal graceful roll. Staggering up she began to run towards the nearest trees although she had a bit of a limp it was more than fast enough to outrun that lumbering beast. Looking over her shoulder she saw it lifting it's fist out of the crater it left and begin pursuit slowly galloping in chase.

Hurriedly she struggled to undo the armor on her arms, tossing her gloves to the ground fumbling with the straps holding her bracers in place tossing them with the gloves. Knowing the shiny things would distract it that would give her just enough time to get at it's weak spot assuming she could manage to climb the tree fast enough. Gripping the bark she pulled herself up feeling the rough wood shred the skin of her palms the warm droplets of blood tickling her wrists. Grabbing branch after branch she hoisted herself higher as the troll came nearer and nearer. On the other side of the tree she felt the whole thing shake as it brought down it's fist with crushing force upon the discarded armor. Inspecting the remnants of what it had smashed the troll was distracted. Carefully shimmying around the tree she moved in position above the troll and drawing her sword she leapt down driving it through the back of it's neck with all of her strength. A bone shattering scream echoed as it began to flail about. Kiako tried to hold on for dear life but was thrown off crashing into a tree her world going dark...

Sometime later she slowly awoke to a grisly sight. The troll had fallen backwards driving the sword further through the back of it's neck and up impaling it's jaw. Not a pleasant way to go she thought. Rubbing her temples she felt as if her head was going to split open at any minute. In her pain she almost didn't notice the dampness around her waist. Blushing she was glad she chose her full armor as no one would notice the incriminating wet spot. Thankfully it was just a little bit she felt gingerly feeling her armored crotch with her now bare hand.

"It was just a little bit.... anyone would have done the same getting knocked out cold like that" she said quietly trying to justify her small accident to herself. Wincing she also felt the slight fullness in her bladder reminding her she shouldn't have drank so much at the stream. Pushing the urge to go out of her mind the red headed battered warrior began to trek back towards the tower. Leaving her weapon she couldn't imagine they would have much more in store for her. Walking at a much slower pace she became aware of just how much she hurt all over probably had a few broken bones she noted continuing her trek.

Eventually the tower made it into her line of sight. Just up ahead through the next tree line it was so close. The forest had grown eerily silent as she made her way through a trees. A rustle behind caught her attention whirling around she saw nothing.

"Almost there... must be my mind playing tricks on me" she said trying to calm her nerves. In her peripherals she saw motion turning again she saw nothing.

"Show yourself I know your there!" she shouted backpedaling until she bumped into a tree. Jumping back nothing could have prepared her for what happened next. The forest seemed to come alive around her including the tree she had just bumped into. Uprooting themselves slowly they began converging on her. She had heard rumors of living tree's but never believed they were anything more than bar tales over exaggerated by alcohol and pride. Knowing there wasn't anyway in hell she could stop them she took off running.

Adrenaline pumping through her bruised body she ran towards the tower knowing that if she didn't make it they would surely kill her. Leaping over a root coming up she barely managed to avoid another tree freeing itself from the prison of the earth. Almost to the tree line come on faster she thought to herself gasping for air as she ran. Ducking she dodged a swinging branch and with a dive she managed to squeeze through the trees that had been quickly closing in. Rolling from her dive she scrambled up quickly as she wasn't in the clear yet. The trees unable to trap her in the forest had turned and had not given up the chase. Forcing herself to run farther she could see the door to the tower, it was within reach. A final burst of stamina and she made it opening the door and slamming it shut.

Collapsing to her knees she panted breathing deep in an attempt to catch her breath when a pounding on the door sent her scrambling, crawling to the opposite side of the room. Staring at the door she could see it flex at every hit just hoping it would hold strong. When they finally seemed to loose interest she leaned her head back and let out a large sigh. She made it "Knew it wouldn't be a problem" the confident knight said.

A strong twinge in her bladder reminded of her need to go that she had managed to ignore earlier. Shit, let's finish this so I can get to a bathroom she thought. Looking around there was only one feature of the tower a large spiral stair case which she knew she would have to climb.

She placed a hand on the railing checking it's sturdiness and began to climb with each step her body made her that much more aware of it's aches and pains. Wincing it became difficult to continue climbing, it must have been what six, seven stories tall she thought trying to estimate how tall it was. Step after step, each step became more arduous than the last when finally she saw the top, the final step and past that the orb which signified the end of the course.

"Finally!" she cried out in relief, but that relief was short lived. Stepping on the top step she felt the barely noticeable tink of a trip wire snapping under her weight "Shit!...." she barely had time to exclaim before the noose tightened around her ankle and the counterweight sunk ripping her feet out from under her and hoisting her up by the ankle.

How could I have fallen for something so elementary... I'm better than that she thought to herself in despair. Grabbing one of her knives she tried to reach up despite her aching muscles to cut the noose but she couldn't relaxing she just dangled feeling the blood rush to her head. She was about to try again when the air surrounding her suddenly chilled giving her goose bumps. Upside down she could see behind the orb a specter was forming. She started to tremble recalling her incident with the apparition just the other day.

Slowly it drifted towards her the air getting sapped of more heat she noticed she could see her breath. "No... s...stay away..." she managed to say barely more audible than a whimper. Frozen in fear as it glided closer and closer she gasped as it began to feel very warm she was vaguely aware that she was wetting herself. Her water flowed freely soaking her undergarments and flowing down into her shirt and across her chest. The feeling of her own piss disgusted her but it was enough to shock her out of her fear and she remember "THE AMULET!" she blurted out. Frantically she patted her neck feeling for it to no avail when she saw a twinkle beneath her. It must have fallen off my neck when I sprung this trap. she thought looking back at the ghost it was almost upon her and she saw those eyes, those horrifying dead sinister eyes. Closing her eyes she used all the strength she could muster and reached the rope. Cutting herself free she fell hard grimacing at the wet squish her clothes made under her armor and crying out in pain landing on her shoulder.

Shakily she grabbed the amulet and held it at the spirit. Similar to before a blinding light emerged and the wispy figure faded away. It was gone, she had vanquished it, beaten the trial. The pain was too much to stand so she crawled. Dragging herself to the orb she scrunched her nose smelling her piss that drenched her shirt. Reaching up she gripped the orb and with a sigh of content laid on the floor and shut her eyes. The last thought passing through her mind before she fell asleep was at least I didn't wet my pants.... I only wet my shirt.

[Linkx]

Waking up with a groan Kiako sat up with a start looking around in unfamiliar surroundings.”

Where am I she mused aloud to no one in particular. As her eyes focused she began to recognize her surroundings, she was in the medical wing of the castle. She had been here before after particularly grueling tasks but she had always taken herself. Thinking back about the trial the last thing she remembered was dangling helplessly upside-down and then…. pissing herself. She groaned at the thought of humiliating herself again.

It wasn’t uncommon especially for the female knights to wet or soil themselves during the trial but for a knight of her stature it was especially embarrassing. Surely this was going to get out, she doubted the nurses who undressed her would be able to keep their tittering to themselves. Oh look it’s the knight guard who can’t hold her water she could already hear it. Sighing she slowly swung her legs around she planted her feet on the ground and stood.

Almost immediately her legs buckled and she had to grab the bed to support her weight “god I feel like I was hit by a horse” she said painfully turning around just in time to see a petite nurse rushing in.

“What do you think you’re doing!?” the intruding nurse chided.

“I’m leaving” was Kiako’s terse response.

“You’re far too injured to leave and besides you probably need your diaper changed!” the nurse said obviously annoyed by the knights brashness this statement froze Kiako in place.

She hadn’t even noticed but squirming slightly she noticed the crinkly feeling between her legs and to her horror it felt damp surely she hadn’t wet herself in her sleep but moving a hand down and pressing on the sodden padding confirmed her fears and for the third time in the past two days she felt like a little girl being scolded powerless to disagree. What was going on she thought to herself she had accidents before on missions or in especially stressful situation but it had never been this bad three accidents and one extremely close call.

Seeing the blushing knight freeze after trying to discretely check if she was wet the nurse grinned.

“I’ll be right back with a dry pullup little girl.” the nurse teased leaving the room as Kiako could only nod
and wait.

Sitting on the bed she pulled the elastic band of her pants open and looked down seeing her padded underwear it was a thin slip on style garment no doubt to be as discrete as possible but still giving the wearer
a little bit of protection obviously not meant for a full blown accident.

Moving around she could still hear it crinkle faintly under her clothes. Amidst her thoughts she realized the nurse had come back holding a package. Setting it she began

“I’m going to leave these with you, I’m sure you can change yourself and while I realize I can’t make you stay if you do leave make sure you get some rest! You’re in no shape to go adventuring right now and if you do you’ll probably end up right back here!” giving her a stern look the nurse walked out giving the blushing woman her privacy shutting the door behind her.

Sighing to herself she once again stood bracing herself and walked over to the counter where the nondescript package sat. Opening it she took out one
of the protective garments and stared at it blankly “I guess I should…. I mean it couldn’t hurt I have been having quite a few accidents as of late, at least until I figure what’s going on” she said matter-of-factly. Pulling her pants down she stood still momentarily looking down at herself thinking how ridiculous she looked. One of the strongest knight guards in the land standing in wet diapers. Ripping it off she tossed it in the trash feeling disgusted with herself grabbing a damp rag she cleaned herself off slowly enjoying the feeling of being clean once again. Grabbing the padded underwear she slowly slipped it up eying herself in the mirror putting her hand on his hips striking some girlish poses

“I suppose it’s not that noticeable” she said to no one in particular before walking over and picking up the pair of pants they had brought. Pulling them on she once again checked herself out in the mirror and when she had calmed her fears about it being noticeable the knight quickly grabbed the package and hurried out of the room eager to return to her room and get some rest in her own bed. Leaving the infirmary she kept her eyes straight forward not wanting to speak to any of the nurses holding her package and most of all not wanting to see the nurse who had been in charge of her.

Getting to her room without incident she tossed the package haphazardly off to the side a few of the undergarments spilling out before flopping onto her bed content to fall asleep in soft embrace of her sheets. The next week was rather uneventful. Slowly recovering her strength she spent the days mostly relaxing in her room napping or nibbling on a little food left alone by the majority of the castle it was as if she didn’t exist to the outside world and she relished every day of her vacation.

Unfortunately and worryingly for her bathroom problems did not seem to be improving much. She only had very little warning if any at all before she would just flood her pullup luckily she had still been able to make it to the bathroom for the other needs although she had a few close calls.

Towards the end of the week she had began feeling like her old self she had even sparred twice now both times her mind had been elsewhere as she spent most of the time making sure that her opponents didn’t get a glimpse of her padded underwear. Wiping her brow she tossed the soaked rag to the side squirming realized during the spar she had soaked more than just her brow cursing at her weakness she punched the wall wincing at the stone of the wall bruising her knuckles pulling back she felt her stomach gurgle painfully putting a hand of her stomach the sore knight bent over slightly breathing out through her teeth.

‘Not now…’ she thought to herself “I’m nowhere near a bathroom” she cursed her luck as her sparring partner walked over inquiring about her condition.

“I’m Fine!” she responded curtly cutting him off rushing out of the castles arena back en route to her room. Walking quickly throw the endless corridors of the castle the urges to go came and went every few minutes she would have to pause leaning against the wall waiting for the cramp to subside clenching her fist gritting her teeth taking deep breaths to calm her down.

“No, this will not happen. Not here! I’m not a child I’m going to make it!” quietly giving herself half ultimatum half pep talk she set off down the hall, walking awkwardly, squeezing her thighs together clenching her muscles in an effort to avoid soiling herself in the middle of the castle.

Balling her fists together turning a corner she felt her blood run cold as she saw Francis and his sister playing in the hall in front of her

“Why them again...” she thought to herself forcing herself to walk slowly to avoid raising any suspicions.

“Hi Miss Emilie” Francis beamed as she walked closer forcing herself to smile she waved doing her best not to grimace as another wave of desperation wracked her body. Feeling herself blush remembering their previous encounter the knight quickly tried to excuse herself.

“But Miss Kiako!” the two kinds whined protesting her quick departure

“No, no I really must leave I'm very busy” she said as the kids began to tug on her clothes. Groaning she shook them off and placed a hand on her pained gut doubling over and noisily passing wind.

Backing up Francis crinkled his nose and giggled at his former instructors predicament and declared loudly to his sister

“I think Miss Kiako is going to have another accident.” Taking off running towards her room ears burning with embarrassment.

Bursting into her room she felt her control slipping as she desperately made her way to the bathroom. Seeing her bathroom so close seemed to make her need to go skyrocket and when she was wracked by a new wave of cramps.

Tip-toeing to the bathroom she began letting out quiet whimpers struggling to contain the impending release.

“Fuck! I can’t take it anymore lunging from where she stood she ran the last couple steps to the bathroom feeling herself start to loose control as her exhausted quivering muscles gave up pushing out the solid mess into her training pants. Sitting down on the toilet she didn’t care that her pants were still up and she was soiling her pullup. The redhead was simply grateful for the overwhelming feeling of relief as she grunted quietly pushing slightly helping to relieve her bowels right into her pants.

As she finished filling her protective undergarment Kiako sat catching her breath taking a moment to relax despite the how embarrassed she was to have pooped in her pants again. Feeling the warm mess press against her shapely backside the embarrassment of soiling herself like a child began to rise. Standing up she felt the weight in the back of her pants the discolored material bulging, straining to contain the full blown accident that it was not meant for.

Ripping off the sides she threw it in the trash gagging slightly at the smell hopping into the shower dejected at her inability to make it to the toilet like a big girl. She once again began to wash away her shame feeling better with ever warm drop of water.

Once she dried herself getting out of the shower she grabbed some clothes from nearby pulling on a shirt but upon opening the drawer that she had stored her new “underwear” in she realized that she had used the last of the pack that the nurse had given her. With a sigh she pulled on a normal pair of panties the thin material now a luxury that she couldn’t risk her reputation for and after pulling up her pants she hurried out the door towards the infirmary hoping to retrieve what she needed without
incident.

After a fairly uneventful walk to the infirmary she was greeted by the same annoyingly cheerful nurse who simply grinned and welcomed her back.

“Welcome back Kiako I’m assuming you’re here for more….” a glare that could have froze hell itself preceded her finishing the sentence.

“Yes…. I need more of them” the blushing knight begrudgingly said tapping her foot impatiently waiting for the perky young nurse to bring back the discrete package.

[Linkx]

Looking across the hall into a room she recognized a female knight she had trained with laid up in the hospital bed looking in pretty bad shape. Her mind began to drift off wondering if they had put her in a humiliating garment that they had forced her to wear. The poor thing, Kiako recalled on one of her final exercises the girl had been so frightened she had thoroughly soiled herself. The beast had pinned her down and if it had not been for Kiako's intervention she might not be alive today.

The crinkle of the nondescript package being set on the counter grabbed her attention as she turned back to face the nurse again.

“Thank you I suppose” Kiako said after some mental motivation. The nurse simply grinned and said

“Any time Knight Guard Kiako” as if to rub it in. Turning about face she walked out quickly choosing to not grace her with a response or worse yet let her temper get the best of her Kiako strode quickly to her room back through the castle. Fate seemed to finally grace her as the walk back was fairly uneventful and she managed to make it to her room without any unplanned or embarrassing stops.

Exhausted from the days events she tore open the package after slipping out of her pants and underwear she pulled on a pair of the less than mature underwear and laid on her bed slowly drifting off into a deep sleep.

The next morning she was roused out of her sleep by a gentle knock at the door wrapping herself in her blanket hiding her soggy state she walked slowly to the door. Rubbing the sleep out of her eyes she peered outside and found no one instead a small envelop had been tacked to her door. Pulling the envelop off she shut the door and examined the package, it bore the royal seal and Kiako knew better than to toss it aside.

A solitary slip of paper slid out and upon reading it over she was excited to hold in her hands the first serious assignment in a while. There were claims of a dragon some ways to the north and they usually don’t migrate that far south and if it decided to come closer to the royal city it could spell trouble.

Gripping the dispatch firmly in her hand determined to prove that she deserved to be a Knight guard of the royal order. Getting her things in order the surge of adrenaline from having been given such an exciting mission made her feel awake and ready to take on anything. Not even the soggy diaper she had unknowingly wet in her sleep could bring her spirits down as she ripped it off and threw it in the waste bin with a squish. Readying her equipment she armored herself quickly before setting out with a confident stride.

Setting off at a brisk pace she maneuvered through the city streets on her trusty mount. Leaving the city she urged her horse onward traveling at a steady pace even managing to stop and squat behind a tree to release her aching bladder. Feeling quite proud for not relieving herself in her pants she blushed slightly realizing she was taking pride in such a juvenile act as she redressed and mounted her steed setting off once again to the northern lands.

Riding until nightfall the knight yawned deciding it was as good a time as any to make camp and since the moon had yet to rise it was getting tough to see. In a small clearing she took her gear off of her horse giving it a well earned rest as it trotted slowly over to the green pasture grazing on dinner. Reminding Kiako of her own hunger she quickly got to work on starting camp. Gathering wood in the light of the moon the padded knight gathered plenty of kindling and brought it back to camp.

A fire quickly sprang to life with her experienced hands the flames licking at the night bringing a comforting warmth in the chill night air and protection from the beasts lurking in the forest repelled by the light. Grabbing some provisions she quickly unwrapped them and slowly nibbled on her food by the fire quelling the rumble in her stomach from having skipped lunch to ride straight through.

“I should be nearing the town that gave us the report” she said aloud to no one in particular. After having finished her meal her eyes began to feel heavy as she stared at the fire burning hypnotically the long day taking it’s toll on her weary body. With a yawn she stood up brushing herself off and tossed another log in the fire before she set about spreading out her bedroll which would provide her much needed rest. As the perceptive knight was about to lay down she heard a noise.

‘Footstep? No… to quiet. Maybe…’ she thought to herself adrenaline starting to trickle into her bloodstream feeling become more alert. Laying down she tried to quiet her mind slowing her breath she listened for any sign of life, threatening or not. Another noise and then another this time closer sounded like twigs snapping under the weight of someone’s boot. Before she could finish her thought a figure leapt from the forest striking down at her. Rolling from her makeshift bed she watched the gleam of the cold steel slice through the air and finish where she would have been.

“Identify yourself!” Kiako shouted at the robed figure.

“Look at what I’ve caught. A royal knight, you’re an awful long way from the castle” the feminine voice coldly spat back.

Picking up her sword Kiako quickly took a fighting stance. The unknown assailant leapt at the knight swing her sword with a crazed powerful arc. The clang of steel colliding rang out through the night and the force of the staggering blow rippled through Kiako’s muscles forcing her to take a step back to keep her balance.

Eyes wide with shock at the sheer strength that the mysterious figure conveyed with. The figure grunted and began to speak

“Most of you block headed nights would have been cleaved in half by that, either too slow or stupid to block”. Lowering her hood the mysterious revealed her raven hair and glimmering gold eyes.

Both women stood for what seemed like an eternity to Kiako staring each other down when a spark of recognition broke the silence with both of them realizing who their combatant is.

“I know you!” Kiako began tightening the grip on her sword. “The Black Death! You’re hereby under arrest, I order you to surrender your weapon and submit to the order of Knight Guards”

Scoffing the legendary bandit scoffed simply rolling her eyes. “I see my reputation precedes me, however you can just call me Emilie and you know that’s not going to happen Kiako” the disdain in her voice made it clear her resentment towards any law or royalty.

“I've always wanted a decent challenge, there's no fear in your eyes although when I run you through we'll see if that changes” she said with a sadistic smirk. Leaping at the knight the two became tangled in a fierce battle. Thrust, parry, strike, block a whirl of activity surrounded the two prideful women refusing to budge Kiako fighting with the skill and finesse years of training had afforded her Emilie on the other hand using her natural born strength to her advantage delivering each blow with inhuman strength given to her by the Ekpanian blood coursing through her veins.

Both women fought under the moonlight sparks from the colliding blades streaked through the night as they continued their savage duel. Panting Kiako stepped back waiting for her adversary to strike. Sweat had soaked her brow and rivulets were running down her neck every muscle ached from the exertion of blocking the bandits powerful blows.

Emilie watched waiting for her opponent to make her next move as well. Wincing she felt drops of blood staining her under clothes having been cut several times by Kiako's superior form.

“You're getting tired” Emilie said with a grin “You can't keep this up forever.”

“I can keep this up long enough to cut you to pieces!” Kiako retorted “If I didn't know any better I would say this is your first time handling a sword!”

It was an even match and they both knew it Emilie's natural strength and combat ability was an equal match to Kiako's swordsmanship, their pride however would not allow them to admit it. After catching their breath for a moment they quickly resumed their fight which was degenerating into more of a bar room brawl any display of skill turning into what looked like a street scrap.
A piercing cry shook through the night drowning out even the loudest strikes of steel. Hearing the cry both of them froze their blood running cold both of them knew that cry but it couldn't be...

Looking to the night sky they saw in the shadow of the moon some ominous. Something was coming and Kiako had a sinking feeling she knew what is was.

“I didn't think there would actually be...” Kiako said eyes fixed at the looming shadow that was drawing close

“be what!? What is that thing?” Emilie asked her voice betraying her brave facade showing hints of fear

“I... think it's a dragon. There was a report but I didn't think.... They've never been this far south! I didn't actually believe the reports I figured the peasants were just being superstitious”

“A dragon...” Emilie gulped wishing she was now very far away. Thinking back to the past she shook her head trying to block out the memory of her past how as a young girl she had fled from Ekpana with her friend refusing to conform to their rules desiring to explore. One unfortunate night she barely escaped with her life her friend however, incinerated almost instantaneously by dragons flame. Her hand trembled tightening her grip on the hilt
of her sword the memory burned in her with the intensity of dragon fire.

Another piercing roar cracked the silence of the night and there could be no mistaking that is was indeed a dragon massive talons, massive jaws with razor sharp teeth and of course the blazing hellfire how could you forget the blazing hellfire. In an instant the two adversaries became makeshift allies.

“Hurry! I have some equipment” Running over to her pack ripping it open she looked back at Emilie who was still transfixed at the monsters shadow quickly approaching.

“EMILIE! What are you waiting for!?” she yelled snapping the bandit out of her trance.

“Sorry” Emilie replied as she ran over looking at the equipment undoing the metal plates over her leather breastplate and

“Get that metal off! The dragons fire can melt this thin stuff” Emilie frantically said tossing off various bits and pieces revealing her bloodied leathers. Kiako nodded and began undoing some of the metal attachments of her armor.

Looking up neither of them could prepare for the sight that flew beneath them. Powerful sinewy wings flapped buffeting them with gusts of wind as it floated overheard screeching loudly bellowing licks of fire into the night. It was sensory overload for Emilie who was vaguely aware of a warm wetness running down her legs staining her tight pants puddling beneath her before soaking into the ground leaving a dark ring beneath her, it was just like that dreadful night. Landing the dragon crashed down shaking the earth and knocking down nearby trees.

Kiako hardly noticed Emilie had lost control of her water as she was barely holding it together herself realizing there was no way the beast could be fought in their present state she shouted

“Emilie quick there's no way we can fight this thing. We need to run.. hide... anything!”

“I... I have a cave nearby we can hideout there” the fearful bandit stammered shakily. Both women dove aside as a searing jet of flame scorched the earth between them the sheer heat radiating off the flame starting to singe their hair. As the two scrambled up the dragon struck again not waiting for the to regroup it's large talons wrapping around her figure ripping her off the ground swiftly.

Struggling Kiako tried to free herself from the claws of the dragon to no avail it's powerful grip was too much. The dragon slowly picked up the night raising it to eye level snorting whisks of smoke handling the once proud knight like a rag-doll.

Opening it's massive maw the creature gave Kiako a first row view of the rows of razor sharp teeth that lined it's fearsome jaw. Facing her mortality again she stared into mouth of the beast time seemed to slow down as the piercing roar deafened her.

The realization she was about to be eaten came crashing down on her and fear overpowered her emotions. Trembling against the dragons claws as it started to crush her she felt that she had began to relieve herself into her undergarment. She couldn't care less as she felt the growing warmth puddling against the thirsty padding spilling out darkening her pants as the padding couldn't absorb her stream fast enough. As her bladder was releasing she felt her stomach painfully twist and her bowels betrayed her as well. Hopelessly she tried to control herself but it was futile she couldn't stop herself from pushing out more poop into her soaked diaper. Hitting the resistance of the once white padding it began to spread against her backside weighing down her backside creating a slight bulge against her tight pants. Groaning with relief she welt another wave of the mush forced into her pants.

A shriek of pain and suddenly she was falling opening her eyes she panicked the weightless feeling making her stomach roll. Looking back Kiako saw the dragon reeling back an arrow having pierced it's eye spurting blood everywhere. Emilie threw down the bow she had used to assail the mighty beast as she watched Kiako fall hitting the ground with a dull thud and a faint squish. The dragon quickly recovered and reared it's mighty head preparing to douse it's dropped prey with flame.

Emilie cursed picking up the Kiako's mighty shield with ease running to where the dazed knight lay. Kiako looked on seeing the fire brewing in the dragons mouth it came but with a sudden flash of movement Emilie leaped over her deflecting the hellfire. “Susannah protect me” Emilie uttered a name she had not spoken in years as it took all of her strength to hold the shield against the fire.

“GET UP!” she yelled frantically “We don't have much time we need to run the shield wont hold for long.” The shield as she said was melting and would not hold for long. The dragon paused and redoubled it's effort spitting a stream of fire at the two the force knocking Emilie to her knees.

“Get up you stupid knight GET UP! Oh gods...” The shield was starting to glow searing her arm with red hot pain. Her mind wandered back to that fateful night with her first encounter with a dragon the heat was nearing unbearable levels and the physical exertion was simply too much even for the Ekpanian and combined with the horrifying images from her past rolling around in her mind her bowels gave way and pushed out semi solid mess into the back of her pants. Involuntarily she grunted forcing the last of it out the soft accident staining the back of her leathers the lumpy bulge making it obvious to Kiako what Emilie had done if she hadn't been preoccupied with being roasted alive.

A sickening smell hit Kiako's nose and jolted her to full consciousness under any other circumstances she would have derided the bandit for shitting her pants but as she was in no position to comment and they makeshift truce was depending on the knights forged shield to last just a few more seconds, she shouted back

“RUN....” scrambling off her knees she broke out in a sprint to the tree line behind them. Hearing the red head shouting she didn't waste a moment more tossing off the shield as the near molten metal folded in on itself she ran quickly catching up with the knight.

“Keep running, follow me!” the raven haired woman screamed not breaking stride, Kiako followed quickly as the dragon cried out angered by it's lack of a kill. Taking flight the women flapped it's powerful wings sending a gust of wind through the forest and taking chase after the women.

Kiako and Emilie ran, their muscles burning at the sudden exertion with their already exhausted muscles. Running also proved to be slightly more difficult for both of them as they had thoroughly soiled themselves however saving their necks had taken top priority over trying to minimize any potential embarrassment as they ran at full speed their shit pressing warmly against them weighing heavily in the seat of their pants.

The cave appeared through the tree line in the distance and renewed their vigor as they ran knowing they could not outrun the dragon forever. Hearing the powerful wings getting closer they neared the cave

“just a little farther” they both thought in unison. With the heat of the fire at their back they both cleared the entrance to the cave. Running blindly into the darkness of the cave the pair until Emilie lost her footing on the unseen floor and fell and Kiako unaware that she had fallen nearly trampled her falling as well. Both of them rested in a tangled reeking mess on the cave floor gasping for air listening to the furious cries of the dragon outside.