Fire Emblem: Loss of Control

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Kagero found herself sneaking through the enemy ninjas settlement. She needed to deal with the leader, remove him as a problem for Lady Corrin. Quietly slipping through the shadows and occasionally up one of the walls and pushing through the tops of the flimsier walls when no one was looking, things were going relatively well. Except for one thing. She really, really had to poop.

But she couldn't let that stop her. She was almost there. A few minutes of infiltration later, she found herself in the enemy leader's rooms. At least as far as she could determine. But he wasn't there. No one was.

She headed over to his desk, quickly searching through to see anything of note. A half eaten meal, a variety of plans and reports. Some of them might be relevant...her searching was interrupted by letting out a loud, involuntary fart. It was getting bad. She reached back and checked her bottom, but thankfully her black boyshorts were still clean.

As she turned back to the desk, however, she heard the sounds of approaching footsteps and two voices conversing. Her target, plus someone else. She quickly rushed to the only other door in the room, slipping inside and closing it behind her. She found herself in the enemy leader's bathroom, funnily enough. There was a tub for bathing, and a pot for reliving oneself. Both were empty at the moment. She took a longing glance at the pot, but she couldn't. She had to wait for the right opportunity, not be in the middle of shitting in the enemies chamber pot.

She listened at the door, the conversation on the other side continuing. Her need got worse and worse, and she released several more farts. She hoped they couldn't hear them. finally, it was too much. It was going to come out. She turned and staggered towards the pot, but it was too late. Feet from the toilet, she began to shit herself. The back of her underwear tented out, solid length after solid length forcing its way into her formerly pristine boyshorts. By the time she was done, a grapefruit sized lump was visible on her bottom. The accident wasn't over, however, and a wave of warm mush followed, flowing out of her underwear and coating her thighs. She froze in shock as she filled her underwear. She was a fully grown adult, a ninja, and here she was using her underwear as a toilet when a real one was right there...

She was shaken out of her stupor by a blade of cold steel against her neck. "Did you shit yourself while spying on me? What kind of ninja are you? Hoshido must be getting desperate to send children against me."

Kagero blushed fiercely, but being held at knife point frightened her. She would never show signs of it, but that didn't mean her body wouldn't betray her. Warmth soaked her crotch, and a hissing sound followed by a trickling sound betrayed her fearful bladder release. She could feel warm trails of liquid fear cascading down her legs, and she wanted to cry.

"Wow, they really didn't potty train you. Come on little ninja, we're still going to lock you up." the second one pulled Kagero to her feet, and the only reason she didn't start to cry was her training to show no emotion.

And then, she woke up. It was relatively dark, and she was in a room she didn't remember. Even worse, she could still feel the cold feeling of wet underwear, and the squishy feeling of having filled them. She had completely soiled the bed.

[TheBrattyBaby]

Fierce battles within the future, dominated by Grima and sending the world spiraling into a seemingly unstoppable chaos, were all rather common for the blue-haired girl known as Lucina. The daughter of the late Chrom, few were surprised that within battle, she excelled in every category, attacking with precision, speed, and power. There were not many that could give her a good challenge, and even fewer that could manage to best her.

However, all great warriors seemed to have a weakness of some kind, and for Lucina, that came in the form of the fact that when she felt her stomach rumbling, she had barely any time to make it before something embarrassing began to come out of her.

Though she had a feeling within her stomach that desperately plead for some sort of release, Lucina knew that she did not have the chance to go and relieve herself. Right now it was a battle zone, and she was in the middle of an abandoned village, trying to force the monsters that had made their home there. Vile, disgusting things...and once she cleaned them up, she would be able to surely relieve herself.

Hearing a thud of a footstep behind her, Lucina quickly grabbed her Falchion and swung it behind, instinctively striking the monster down. Though she had been saved from the danger, her stomach did not quite take the sudden and abrupt movement well. The princess from a doomed future felt her body betray her and allow a rude sound from her rear. Farting right in the midst of a battle...how humiliating, but there were more pressing matters at hand than simply focusing on the fact that she was about to shit herself.

Another footstep, another swing of her sword. It only ever took one to down each and every monster that came by her, but the fact of the matter was that she could not swing as quickly as they began to approach. There was a clear limit to how long she could go, especially when she needed to use the bathroom this badly. Practically clutching her stomach with one arm and smiling enemies with the other, Lucina did her best to keep up, but found it nigh impossible to do so. Sensing an enemy from behind, the princess turned around to swing, but only managed to take a punch right to her gut, sending her flying back and assuring her that things were about to get worse in every possible way.

"Nnngg...n-no!" Lucina shouted, feeling her bowels begin to release against her will, and a warm, mushy, semi-solid beginning to fill the back of her pants. Though she managed to swat the last enemy down, that was hardly of any comfort in this situation.

Reaching back behind her, Lucina cringed as she felt the mess squish right up against her rear, and found the awful smell that seemed to accompany it. "I-I can't believe this..." She said to herself as she felt it. Here she was, a warrior...and she just pooped her pants like a mere child.

Turning around to begin heading back to her campsite, she prepared to face shame and humiliation among those who were also there...but she never faced that exact humiliation.

Instead, she woke up, breathing heavily and sweating. Where she was, she didn't know, but she did know one thing...that smell was still around, which meant the messing itself had not been a dream...

[madness123]

Severa glanced over at her sleeping companions, yawning. There were no risen in sight, but it was still an awful night. She had the worst watch tonight, the middle of the night. Even worse, she had woken up with an unhappy feeling in her stomach. As if to remind her, her stomach cramped, and she carefully lifted up her bottom slightly to let out a fart. Ugh, this was so annoying. But she couldn't abandon watch just because she had to go to the bathroom. Mom had never stopped something because she had to go, and Severa wasn't planning to start either.

As the watch went on, however, things got worse and worse. Severa was paying less attention than she should, groaning and squirming. Ugh, what had she eaten to deserve this. The redhead froze in place as she felt a small lump of poo slip into her panties before she even realized it was happening. Oh no, no no no. She wasn't going to shit herself. Keeping her pants clean was the only thing she had over Lucina. She awkwardly stood, feeling the warm and squishy lump shift around.

Before she could go anywhere, however, she saw red eyes in the trees. Damn it all. Drawing her sword, she glanced around to make sure no other threat was visible, and dived into the trees. She didn't need to wake the others, not when she had shit herself.

The Risen force wasn't too large, only have a dozen. All of the future children were capable combatants, and Severa was one of the best. There were some benefits to losing to Lucina in spars every day. She cut down the Risen quickly, farting several times and desperately trying to keep it together. She had a close call with one of the risen's swipes, and she felt another lump of poo join the previous one in her underwear. Cursing, she cut down the remaining risen, leaving her panting and alone.

The feeling in her pants was awful, and her stomach wasn't nearly done. She groaned, starting back towards camp with an awkward gait. She should just relieve herself in the woods, but...she couldn't admit defeat.

She returned to her walk, unwilling to sit down now that her panties were messy. Her motions were getting more erratic, sweat forming as she tried her hardest to hold it. Her watch would be over soon, and she could relieve herself and clean up.

By the end of her watch, Severa was crouched over, holding her stomach. Soon enough, she would be relieved, and...she started pooping herself. It was a full loss of control, her body simply unable to withstand any more. Soft mess rushed into her panties, leaving them sagging and overwhelmed as it leaked out the sides and stained her trousers brown. She couldn't believe it. She reached around behind and gingerly felt for damage, and realized it was really bad. She had totally ruined her underwear, and her pants would need washing...

"Severa, are you alright?" she heard from behind her. Lucina's voice, the last thing she wanted to hear right now.

Mercifully, she awoke before she had to explain herself. Unfortunately, she could feel the large accident in her pajamas. She barely even noticed she was somewhere new as she desperately contemplated what to do about her messy clothes.