Elia Mari, a 21-year-old College Student

Huh. That was a strange dream - at least she doesn't mess on herself these days! She remember not being able to control her bladder when she was younger, up until middle school. For 22-year-old Elia, that might have been the most humiliating time of her life. Back then, she had been short, thin as a stick, and with almost no curves whatsoever - an easy target for bullies, which was only enhanced with her . . . weak bladder and bowels. Many a time she would be giving a test and her faculties would simply abandon her, leaving the floor and her soul in a total mess.

But she had long since grown out of that and filled her womanly frame quite well - just a touch over 5'7, 130 pounds, and with a comfortable C-cup as well as a shapely rear-end - not to big, nor to small. College had been good to her - while she didn't do much sports, she found a new joy in ice climbing, which was only helped by her going to school in Colorado. The constant climbing was a perfect fit for her major, too - geology. Quite frankly, she couldn't imagine a better place for her to go to school - except perhaps the Karakoram, of course .

But enough reminiscing, she thought. Time to get out of bed. She then realized that she was incredibly thirsty - far more so than she had ever been.

Odd. I wasn't drunk last night, unless you count studying as drinking.

Change to Second Person

Any college student could confirm that was most certainly not true. The bottle by your bedside was nearly empty, so you headed to the small pantry that she shared with her two roommates. There you see the junior, Tia, standing in the kitchen with no clothing save a pair of headphones in her ear.

Oh, well. You and Tia have known each other for quite a while now, and you're both comfortable being in various states of undress around each other. You've tried to talk to her about at least putting on some panties, but there's no harm. Your other roommate, Alayana, was Tia's older sister and one of your friends. There was really no need to be ashamed - or surprised.

Tia's next action, though, was quite the surprise. She's half-bent over the small kitchen counter, drinking a large protein shake and eating some fruits. But that's not the shocking thing - it's that as she drinks, she starts . . . pooping?

Are you seeing this right? It started out as, well, a large-ish brown turd poking it's way out of her, before cutting itself off after four seconds and falling to the floor. Right along with that, she starts pissing, too - all over the drawers, the floor, and her legs. You wander over to the sofa, and slowly sink into it for a few minutes, trying to absorb everything happening in front of you.

Speaking of absorb . . .

The poop on the floor was already a fair bit smaller than what you last remembered a few minutes ago. You then remember your dream - what did the voice say?

"In this world people pee and poop almost instantly upon the ingestion of food or drink. It happens naturally. Though some energy is lost, so each person has to consume a greater quantity of sustainance in return.

Due to these circumstances, wearing clothes is optional and wearing as little as needed or nothing at all is much preferred. It presents an easier alternative to cleaning or removing articles of clothing each time food or drink needs to be consumed."

You suddenly remember your thirst, and go to the kitchen counter. Tia, still deep into her music, nods at you while still pushing out another turd. You try your best to play it cool before going into your room. If this world is as you think it is, you'll need some practice before going out just like this.