A higher dose...

Log Four, Day Two. Location: Camp Site One. Subject Name: Nicole Everton. Age 27. Female, Unmarried, Single.

"It's the morning and...despite my situation I slept better than I have all week. Yet I'm out here in the woods naked, and yes I am still naked, despite waking up and making myself some coffee. I don't know exactly what this means for me, but it may be settling? That being said I'll be taking another dose, this time two pills rather than the one. I have to see what happens when the dose is larger, right now I'm comfortable with relaxing naked, even thinking about hiking like this has my anxiety hitching, so I can only assume my subconscious doesn't appreciate that just yet"

Closing her log she took a look around. The trail was within view but not obviously so, even with the camp being a little out of the way, Nicole was still sitting here completely nude. A feat that yesterday she'd have scoffed at. Though the need to carry on wore her down, and she proceeded to pack up her camp site, then get dressed, but her bra and panties had been packed away with the tent...putting them on felt like a restriction. Besides it was just underwear, nobody could see that...not that she was worried about anyone seeing...

Biting her lip, she hesitated before taking her next dose. Not through concern, but almost excitement, the thought of pushing herself further was almost overwhelming her. Two pills, double the dose as last time...what would happen? She stopped herself from thinking too hard about it, swallowing them both and sealing her fate. Again, there was no change she could notice, that being said after last night she was more alert, especially since they could be subtle, slight changes in behaviour or attitude were certainly on the table at this point.

To the careful observer, as she walked she did notice changes. Her clothing had become, almost a tad itchy, it was enough to ignore but she would be lying if she said she wouldn't be more comfortable with less on. What shocked her was how much she wanted to undress, it wasn't just out of comfort either, relaxing at camp naked was comfort. This time she wanted to be naked, she was starting to want to be seen too, almost daring the universe to sour her luck.

Log Five, Day Two.

"I uh...uptick in 'exhibitionistic' thoughts. I hadn't expected a larger dose to push me like that so soon...I'm undecided on whether I should follow these particular urges, despite wanting to I'm grounding myself with potential legal concerns. Well, that hadn't stopped me before but...no, no I must see it through, maybe it'll balance out and simply be replaced with a feeling of confidence"

Biting her lip she returned her recorder to her pocket and carried on walking, trying her best to ignore these new urges she was having. But it grew harder and harder, almost like a full bladder neglecting it only drew more attention to those thoughts with time, and since she was out on her own there was absolutely nothing to distract her, no conversation she could strike up to draw her mind away. She was beginning to regret not having a lab partner now, or at least single, something like this would spice a relationship up.

Her ruminations on her relationship status bought her a good half hour of distraction, before the urges came back. Sighing to herself, she thought to satiate them by slipping her jacket off, folding it and putting it away in her bag. But that was barely enough, now she was clad in her boots, jeans and sweater, hardly revealing enough, not to satiate herself. Nicole gasped at her own train of thought, she was struggling to separate her own urges from those being given to her by the ****. But then again wouldn't they be one and the same?

"It's not like anyone's out here..." Nicole muttered to herself as she set her pack down, then pulled her sweater over her head, freeing her breasts. Both from the thrill and the cool air, her nipples were as hard as rocks. Keeping her sweater at her side, but the demon on her shoulder had her slip it into her bag. Pulling the pack back on and continuing to walk, she encountered a new issue. The straps now rubbed against her now bare nipples, this wasn't an issue while she was wearing her sweater...but now she was being kept on edge, her tits were sensitive.

After a couple of hours she had to stop. The exposure mixed with the winding up leaving her sweaty and needy, her mind was swirling, that logical part of her starting to get drowned out by Want.

"No, later..." Nicole grumbled, taking control of the situation. She picked a direction and started walking, though her composure was eroded, it was more like she was forcing herself to hike...which only served to tire her out faster. With a combination of exhaustion and arousal, she stopped by the side of the trail and picked a tree. Haphazardly she set up a campsite, though she didn't bother with her tent, opting to use the tree for cover.

Finally having a moment to relax, she kicked off her boots and yanked her jeans off. Her hands went between her legs with **** vigour, she'd been edged almost all of the afternoon and she had to blow off steam. Two fingers, three, she pumped herself like it was the last orgasm she'd ever have. One hand viciously kneaded her breast, pinching her nipple for as much extra stimulation as she could get. Climax came quicker than expected, she figured that's what happens when you're worked up that long.

But then she got back to it...and she was at it for a while...