No [New Branch]

Note: This chapter was originally incorrectly posted in the original branch.

Still trying to wrap your head around the situation, you question the girls. "Why do you need me to go with you? Can't you just go on your own?"

Amy glares at you impatiently. "Look, I don't have time for these games." The others seem to agree, and they decide to proceed without you, leaving trails of urine in their wake as they head towards the "pee room".

As the girls hurry off towards the bathroom, leaving you behind, you take a moment to collect your thoughts. Your mind reels from the surreal scene you just witnessed - the **** girls, the unusual bathroom habits, and most shockingly, your own unexpected anatomy. You feel overwhelmed by the sheer strangeness of it all.

Your gaze drifts around the room, taking in familiar and unfamiliar sights. The posters on the walls, the books on the shelves, the furniture...it's all so different from what you remember. Yet, amidst the chaos of new surroundings, there's a nagging sense of familiarity, like you've seen these things before but can't quite place where or when.

Your attention turns inward as your body starts to register its needs. That dull ache in your bladder grows more insistent, making you squirm uncomfortably. You realize, with a mix of embarrassment and panic, that you have to pee. It isn't urgent yet, but it is bit uncomfortable. The thought sends a shiver through your body, both from the discomfort and the realization that you now have two places to pee from - a penis that you're still getting accustomed to and a vagina hidden beneath.

Time seems to drag on interminably as you wait for the bathroom to become unoccupied. Your fingers drum against your thighs, the only outlet for your growing restlessness. You glance around the room again, searching for something to distract yourself while you wait for the girls to emerge.

Finally, after a few minutes, the door creaks open, and the girls file out, looking relieved.

Getting up, you make your way towards the bathroom, only to find the door locked. Confused, you turn to the girls and ask, "Why is the bathroom locked?"

Their reactions range from annoyance to amusement. "What's wrong with you?" one of them asks. "Don't you know the basics?"

You take a deep breath and explain, "Honestly, I have no idea what's going on. My memories...they're not from here. Maybe not even from this universe." The words sound ridiculous as you say them, but they're the truth as far as you know.

The girls exchange skeptical glances, but Amy decides to enlighten you. "Okay, listen carefully. The bathroom unlocks at 9 am, 3 pm, and 9 pm. You can use it anytime after those times, but once it's used, it gets locked until the next unlock time."

The explanation does little to alleviate your confusion. More questions flood your mind, but before you can voice any of them, the girls dismissively walk away, leaving you to stew in your uncertainty. You lean back against the wall, trying to make sense of this strange new reality and the curious customs of the people in it. One thing is certain, though - you really need to pee. And now you have an agonizing wait ahead of you. You cross your legs, hoping to hold on until the next unlock time. But how long will that be? And what other surprises will this place throw your way? Only time will tell. Time, and your bladder's tolerance. You glance down at the clock on your phone. It's already 11:15. Four hours and forty-five minutes to go. You wince, feeling the ache in your bladder grow more insistent. This is going to be a long day. You shift uncomfortably, trying to find a position that eases the pressure. But nothing seems to help, and you're left counting down the minutes, praying for relief that feels impossibly far away. Your eyes dart around the room, searching for distraction or inspiration, but all you can focus on is the growing urge to pee, and the questions swirling in your mind. Who are these girls? What is this place? And most pressingly, when can you finally use the bathroom? The answers seem elusive, but one thing is clear - you're not in Kansas anymore. Or rather, you're not in the world you knew. The thought sends a shiver down your spine as you continue to wait, and wonder what other surprises this bizarre new reality has in store. Your watch ticks away, marking the slow passage of time, as you try to stay calm, focused, and, above all, dry. But with each passing minute, it becomes harder to do so. Your body demands attention, and it won't be silenced for long. You bite your lip, bracing yourself for what might be a very long, and very uncomfortable, day ahead. The clock seems to mock you, its hands moving with agonizing slowness towards the next unlock time. You fidget, shift, and pray, but there's no escape from the relentless build-up of pressure, both physical and mental. Just when you think you can't take it anymore, a sudden realization hits you - Clara had a penis too, but she also had a vagina. Does that mean...? The implications are staggering, but they give you hope. If others have both, maybe you're not as alone in this strange new world as you thought.

As you lean against the wall, trying to distract yourself from the growing discomfort in your bladder, your thoughts turn to Clara. You remember how she was gripping her penis, which was leaking urine, while a stream flowed from her vagina. Could she understand what you're going through? Maybe she could even explain more about this world and its customs.

You spot Clara across the room, now dressed in a fresh outfit, chatting with Kerry. Taking a deep breath, you approach them, hoping to find some answers.

"Hey, Clara," you say, trying to sound casual despite the desperation simmering beneath the surface. "Can I talk to you for a minute?"

Clara looks at you curiously, but nods. "Sure, what's up?"

You glance around nervously, unsure how much to reveal in front of Kerry. "Uh, can we go somewhere private?" you ask.

Kerry takes the hint and excuses herself, leaving you and Clara alone.

"What do you need to talk about?" Clara asks, her brow furrowed with concern.

You take another deep breath before blurting out your question. "I saw you earlier, with...both parts. Are you...a futanari?"

Clara's expression changes from curiosity to understanding. "Oh, you're worried because you're one too, aren't you?"

You nod, feeling a mix of relief and embarrassment. "Yeah. I don't know how or why, but when I woke up this morning, I had a penis."

Clara places a reassuring hand on your arm. "It's okay. It's normal here. All of us are like that - both boys and girls have both sets of genitals."

Your mind reels at this revelation. "All of you? So it's not just a few weirdos like me?"

She chuckles. "Nope. We all have both. It's just the way things are here."

You feel a wave of gratitude towards Clara for her calm explanation. "Thanks. I was freaking out a bit."

"Don't worry about it," she says with a smile. "We've all been there. Well, maybe not exactly there, but you get the idea."

You laugh nervously, feeling a little more at ease. But then you remember the pressing matter at hand - your bladder. "So, um, about the bathroom...what do people do when they really need to go between unlock times?"

Clara grimaces sympathetically. "Only some people are futanaris, not everyone. Riley and Clara are the only futanaris introduced so far.As you lean against the wall, trying to distract yourself from the growing discomfort in your bladder, your thoughts turn to Clara. You remember how she was gripping her penis, which was leaking urine, while a stream flowed from her vagina. Could she understand what you're going through? Maybe she could even explain more about this world and its customs.

You spot Clara across the room, now dressed in a fresh outfit, chatting with Kerry. Taking a deep breath, you approach them, hoping to find some answers.

"Hey, Clara," you say, trying to sound casual despite the desperation simmering beneath the surface. "Can I talk to you for a minute?"

Clara looks at you curiously, but nods. "Sure, what's up?"

You glance around nervously, unsure how much to reveal in front of Kerry. "Uh, can we go somewhere private?" you ask.

Kerry takes the hint and excuses herself, leaving you and Clara alone.

"What do you need to talk about?" Clara asks, her brow furrowed with concern.

You take another deep breath before blurting out your question. "I saw you earlier, with...both parts. Is that... normal?"

Clara's expression changes from curiosity to understanding. "Oh, you're worried because you're like that too?"

You nod, feeling a mix of relief and embarrassment. "Yeah. I don't know how or why, but when I woke up this morning, I had a penis in addition to the vagina I already had."

Clara places a reassuring hand on your arm. "Look, I'm not totally buying the whole 'different universe' thing yet, but I get that you're freaking out. Futanari like us are rare, but not unheard of."

Your mind reels at this revelation. "So it's just us two? What about the other girls?"

She chuckles. "Nope, just us. Well, maybe not exactly just us - there are others out there, but we're the only ones in the sorority house."

You feel a wave of gratitude towards Clara for her calm explanation. "Thanks. I was freaking out a bit."

"Don't worry about it," she says with a smile. "We've all been there. Well, maybe not exactly there, but you get the idea."

You laugh nervously, feeling a little more at ease. But then you remember the pressing matter at hand - your bladder. "So, um, about the bathroom...what do people do when they really need to go between unlock times?"

Clara grimaces sympathetically. "Well, that's the thing. You see, most girls around here have an easier time holding it since they only have vaginas. But as futanari, our bladders are a bit smaller than usual, so we can't hold it as long."

You shift uncomfortably, feeling the pressure growing more intense by the minute. "What do you do, then?"

"Usually, I try to make it to the next unlock time. But if it gets too bad..." She trails off, looking uncomfortable.

"If what?" you press, needing to know.

"If it gets too bad, sometimes I'll use a bottle or something discreet," she admits quietly. "But don't tell anyone else. They'd get upset at anyone peeing outside of the pee room."

You nod, understanding. "I won't say anything."

Clara smiles weakly. "Thanks. So, how are you doing? Need any help?"