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Chapter 3 by Eugene_Oregon Eugene_Oregon

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Millie Bobby Brown

"...our next guest is a beautiful young woman who is growing into her body. Whether it is having her clothes burnt off by a dragon in Damsel, or running around the streets of London naked as Enola Holmes, our star has been entertaining all of us on the screen. She has an annoying habit of wearing clothes most of the time, but the only suit she'll be wearing today is her birthday one. Please give it up for Millie Bobby Brown!"

Applause rang out from the audience as the totally bare actress walked onto the set; all eyes fixed on her bouncing breasts.

"I hope we didn't get you out of bed for this," the host said after hugging the brunette. "And may I say, your boobs look better every time we see them."

"No, it's fine," Millie responded, choosing to ignore his comments about her anatomy. "It is a bit cold, though."

She rubbed her arms and shivered to demonstrate how inadequately dressed she was.

"I thought your smoking hot body would keep you warm," the host teased.

"So what are we cooking today?" the Brit asked, quickly changing the subject.

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The host interviewed Millie about her life and career while the pair of them helped the in-house chef prepare tapas dishes, but very few people watching, be they in the studio or back home on TV, were paying attention to the conversation.

Instead, they were transfixed on the 20-year-old. While she was exuding an air of confidence, the pink tinge in her cheeks, and occasional twitches, betrayed that she was **** to cover up. And speaking of desperation...

As Millie moved around the set, her slightly bloated stomach became more prominent; perhaps her twitching wasn't solely down to her nudity. Could it be? Was Miss Brown in dire need of a visit to the little girl's room?

Once all the food was in the fridge, or in the oven, Millie padded across the set and sat down on the sofa. Her expression was by now fixed as one of desperation, her bare feet twitched and curled awkwardly, and she contorted her body into the best posture to alleviate pressure on her bladder.

"Some of you may have noticed that little Millie here is bursting for the toilet," the host began. "Well, while she was getting ready, we asked her to drink a few litres of water."

A short video played on the monitor, showing a bare-footed, robe-clad Millie guzzling water bottles.

"Yeah, I wondered why I had to do that," Millie chuckled, massaging her thighs.

"Our next guest is an expert in positive mental reinforcement, breathing techniques, and all other things psychological. To put her skills to the test, we'll get her to teach you strong bladder control, and see if you can make it through the rest of the morning without wetting yourself!"

Were they for real? Millie thought. With no phone or watch to hand, she didn't know how long she'd been on the show for, but guessed there were at least a couple of hours left before they went off air...a couple of hours Millie knew she couldn't hold for.

But she knew they wouldn't let her visit the bathroom, so unless she wanted to humiliate herself on television, she better hope this psychologist was the real deal.

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