Hold It In

Eyes drifting over to the toilet, Tifa felt a small pit of fear growing within her. If the alarm was right, there wouldn’t be any problems but if she had done something wrong with the timer? The letters had constantly warned about consequences if she didn’t follow their directions or rules.

Suddenly cold with dread, Tifa’s body stiffened and she clenched her hands tightly on the towels beneath her. Tifa glared, resolutely, at the ceiling, determined to wait for the plateau, **** to avoid whatever fucked up consequences the game’s architects might have in store for her.

She waited and waited. The heat and the tingling just kept building and Tifa just resolutely lay there enduring. Beads of sweat began to build on her forehead, dripping down her face and occasionally getting in her eyes. Her hands were tightly clenched still, only occasionally letting go of the towels to wipe a bit of sweat out of her eyes.

Then the tingling heat began to spread, slowly radiating outwards from Tifa’s bowels. It spread throughout the insides of her body, filling her and then reaching outwards along the muscles of her limbs. Once it had settled into all of the soft inner tissues of her body, it began to sink deep into her bones and bubble up to spread over her skin. It just kept growing and spreading.

Tifa’s body was trembling, beads of sweat building and dripping off every bit of her skin. It kept spreading until it felt like every cell in her body was being effected. Even the exhaled air of her shuddering breaths seemed to be infused with the hot tingling.

It was so hot.

Her body was so, so hot.

It was the looming threat of consequences that kept her from relieving herself; by dashing the toilet or letting her hands roam and do what she so desperately wanted them to do, Tifa honestly didn’t know what she’d rather do at this point.

It spread further somehow. As impossible as it was, Tifa could feel it spreading along the hairs of her body, creeping up towards the tips. It was only after literally every cell and fiber of her body had been infected by the heat that she gave up. Not able to take it anymore, she began scrambling towards the toilet. Her body was hot; hot enough that Tifa knew with a certainty, that she’d start burning from the inside out if she waited any longer.

She had ****. Damn the consequences.