Changes while hiking through the woods

The hike through the woods was easier than you'd expected. With how outdoorsy Tyler and his sister were, you wouldn't have put it passed them to have taken a less direct route to their special runaway spot. However, it seemed like they'd taken the easy way there when discovering it, and opted to hike a path that more or less followed the lakeside instead of venturing off up the mountain. No doubt Robin was secretly thanking them for that.

As the four of you hiked along, little was said between you. Tyler was up front, taking point and leading the way, with you not far behind him. Susan and Robin brought up the rear a few meters behind you, the two girls seemingly keeping up with your brisk pace.

You welcomed the silence however, because it allowed you to contemplate your next move in regards to the rulebook, and how you could use its powers to make your visit at the cottage even better. Thankfully, the hike had little in the ways of obstacles, letting you casually flip through the two pages of writing you already had in the book, wondering what you should add.

Already, you'd drawn a few conclusions from your preliminary experimentation with the power. First off, you weren't the biggest fan of the 'New Rule' feature. Sure, seeing everyone's initial and varying reactions to the change was fun, but Robin's discomfort at having to accept being topless around the family weighed on your conscious. The difference between creating a change that had always existed and creating one from scratch was startling. And, frankly, you much preferred the notion of everyone having already lived with your perverseness, instead of them having to react to you manifesting it on the spot.

So, no more 'New Rules'. At least until later. For Robin's sake.

Having decided on writing a few more 'Old Rules', that still begged the question: What to change?

Rereading your previous entries, you couldn't help but be drawn back to the one you'd made in a rush at home. The one about boys being boys. Even now, part of the reason you were hiking ahead with Tyler was so that you could more easily suppress the urge to grope the girls, which became more powerful the closer you were to them. While you did like the change, thinking back, making it so that all young men had this urge within them was a little foolish, if not hasty.

And unfair, you realize with a start. You'd given this new urge to guys, but haven't done anything to the girls. You grin, having quickly made up your plan of action. Might as well give the girls something to deal with. You decide to not make this change under the umbrella of Lake Flabanabba; after all, if all young men were stuck with the little urge you'd fabricated, it's only fair that all young girls are stuck with theirs, no?

With that, you take a quick pause, opening the rulebook and quickly scribbling within it.

The girls, having noticed your break in pace, stop not too far behind you. "Everything alright Michael?" asks your sister, Tyler stopping up ahead and turning around upon hearing her question.

You mask a chuckle. While they were able to notice you'd stopped, thanks to your previous change about everyone ignoring the rulebook, they couldn't pick up why you'd done it. It's made for an interesting situation; you wonder what they're perceiving if they can't see you writing away.

"One sec." You mumbled, finishing the last of your change. "Alright, let's keep going!" you proudly say, slamming the rulebook with finality.

• Old Rule: When teenaged girls and young adult women find themselves surrounded by nature, they become acutely aware of their fertility. It's a well documented fact that being away from civilization brings out the basic, animal instinct to breed within these women.

With a large grin plastered on your face, you resume your walk, receiving a nod from Tyler who presses on once more. However, instead of following the older cousin as closely as you did, you instead decide to lag behind a little, trailing much closer to Susan and your sister. Heart pounding with excitement, you wonder how long it'll be for the girls to strike up conversation.

Luckily for you, it's pretty quick.

"Hey Susan," mumbles your sweet sister in an attempt to stay quiet. "How are you holding up?"

Her reply came in the form of a deep sigh. "I've literally been baby crazed since I got here. You forget how bad it is when you're back home in the city" she whispers, just as low. Thankfully, they both seem to think you and Tyler aren't within earshot, which makes it perfect for you to eavesdrop.

"Ain't that the truth. I swear it's worst now that we're topless."

"Right?! Thank god it isn't just me! It's always been bad, but when your brother groped me it took everything for me to stop myself from mounting him."

"Girl, when you tackled him, I thought you had!"

There was a quick pause between them, the pair falling silent. For a second, you think that's all you're getting, before Robin pipes up with another question.

"How do you do it?"

"Do what?"

"Share a camping spot with just your brother! I mean, I know he's your brother and all, but if I was in an isolated spot with another man this deep in the woods I don't think I'd be able to contain myself."

"We have separate tents, obviously. One for him, one for me. It's what we'll be doing tonight too - we'll share one and they'll have the other. Mom also got me a few dildos. It helps to have a toy; takes the sting off. They're in our tent."

"Fuck, that's smart. That'll make things easier."

"Mmhmm..."

Another pause.

"Oh! Remind me - when we get back, I have to show you this dick pic my brother sent me. It's incredible."

"Please don't. My womb will literally scream if I see a dick."

Chuckling under your breath, you quicken your step, not wanting to push your luck now that the conversation has seemingly passed. However, it seemed that your change was a resounding success. You grin mischievously, wondering how the girls will behave themselves as the night progresses.

Another idea pops in your head, and you stop to open the rulebook before you can think twice about it. The girls, now no longer concerned about your strange behavior, walk by you as you scribble.

• Old Rule: Swimsuits are special underwear that's worn when one is about to go swimming. Similar in both style and design to lingerie, they aren't designed to actually get wet. All swimming is done nude.

You close the book once more, this time running to catch up with your sister and cousins. Just like that, being at the cottage isn't as bad as it used to be.