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		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/Try_to_get_both_toads_out</id>
		<title>Try to get both toads out</title>
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				<updated>2021-03-29T07:57:03Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Obsidiansnow:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Frantically, you bend an arm backwards, trying to slip some fingers into your anus and grab at the toad that just entered your rear entrance, but it has already forced itself well-inside. You grope inside your vagina futilely with your other hand, while your fingers barely make any meaningful progress up your ass. You just can't seem to manage to do anything but stimulate yourself more.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With the last vestiges of your sanity ebbing away, you violently rock your hips back and forth, shaking your lower body in an attempt to dislodge or otherwise vex the toads, but you only really feel their vibrations amplified, as waves upon waves of pleasure overwhelm you. You lie on the ground gasping in a near catatonic bliss, as yet several more toads manage to wiggle their way into your orifices and lay their eggs. Your body writhes and contorts in pleasure as consciousness slips away from you...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You wake up groggily some time later, perhaps less than an hour or so after that ordeal. The night still seems young, and you shiver, your stark naked body being exposed to the cold forest floor and chill night air. You recall some black-tailed toads had entered your body, and you quiver with some residual excitement thinking about what you can remember from the experience, but aside from your pussy and ass feeling a bit sore, you think you feel pretty normal. You briefly wonder: was it a dream? Seeing as you are completely naked and alone in these woods, probably not.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Shakily, you manage to stand and decide to:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Wander the forest aimlessly]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Make Camp]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Call out for help.]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:The life of a medieval princess]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Obsidiansnow</name></author>	</entry>

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		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/Try_to_get_both_toads_out</id>
		<title>Try to get both toads out</title>
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				<updated>2021-03-29T00:47:51Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Obsidiansnow:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Frantically, you bend an arm backwards, trying to slip some fingers into your anus and grab at the toad that just entered your rear entrance, but it has already forced itself wel…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Frantically, you bend an arm backwards, trying to slip some fingers into your anus and grab at the toad that just entered your rear entrance, but it has already forced itself well-inside. You grope inside your vagina futilely with your other hand, while your fingers barely make any meaningful progress up your ass. You just can't seem to manage to do anything but stimulate yourself more.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With the last vestiges of your sanity ebbing away, you violently rock your hips back and forth, shaking your lower body in an attempt to dislodge or otherwise vex the toads, but you only really feel their vibrations amplified, as waves upon waves of pleasure overwhelm you. You lie on the ground gasping in a near catatonic bliss, as yet several more toads manage to wiggle their way into your orifices and lay their eggs. Your body writhes and contorts in pleasure as consciousness slips away from you...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You wake up groggily some time later, perhaps less than an hour or so after that ordeal. The night still seems young, and you shiver, your stark naked body being exposed to the cold forest floor and chill night air. You recall some black-tailed toads had entered your body, and you quiver with some residual excitement thinking about what you can remember from the experience, but aside from you pussy and ass feeling a bit sore, you think you feel pretty normal. You briefly wonder: was it a dream? Seeing as you are completely naked and alone in these woods, probably not.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Shakily, you manage to stand and decide to:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Wander the forest aimlessly]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Make Camp]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Call out for help.]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:The life of a medieval princess]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Obsidiansnow</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/Escape_by_whatever_means_necessary.</id>
		<title>Escape by whatever means necessary.</title>
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				<updated>2018-10-13T20:08:09Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Obsidiansnow:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Whatever malevolent force was in the statue, you want no part of it. With freezing air washing over you again and again now, you resolve to escape from the statue in any way you …'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Whatever malevolent force was in the statue, you want no part of it. With freezing air washing over you again and again now, you resolve to escape from the statue in any way you can. As you begin to violently shiver you decide to...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[climb the wall.]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[force your way into the mansion.]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[squeeze between the gaps in the gates.]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[go around the side of the mansion.]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: New Goddess]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Obsidiansnow</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/Resist,_I_can_take_the_cold</id>
		<title>Resist, I can take the cold</title>
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				<updated>2018-10-13T19:43:00Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Obsidiansnow:&amp;#32;Created page with 'With a growing unease and paranoia countering the warmth you feel, you close your eyes, turn your back to the statue, and deliberately walk away from it. At this point you realiz…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;With a growing unease and paranoia countering the warmth you feel, you close your eyes, turn your back to the statue, and deliberately walk away from it. At this point you realize your surroundings have changed yet again. The walls have become cracked and mossy with vines growing all over them. The mansion is similarly covered in foliage now, just as untended and dilapidated as one would expect from a century of neglect. Even the chill grass has now become nearly knee-height and the walkway is completely overgrown.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As you notice the increasingly persistent and painful cold from the grass, a sudden arctic blast waylays you from behind. It hits you with such force that your long hair shoots in front of you, becoming more of a tangled mess. Your body is even pushed forward as you stagger trying not to fall, and in the process your delicate nightgown is completely torn off, leaving you utterly unclothed and exposed to your surrounding temperatures. It almost felt as if someone was deliberately stripping you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With hair in a tussled and disheveled state, you turn back once more to the statue. Its body still seems to be in the same pose as before, though you feel it is glaring at you now. You can't help but feel it did this to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Approach the statue.]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Escape by whatever means necessary.]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: New Goddess]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Obsidiansnow</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/Lost_in_the_Forest_-_The_Sun_Sets_and_Katie_Is_Still_Utterly_Lost</id>
		<title>Lost in the Forest - The Sun Sets and Katie Is Still Utterly Lost</title>
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				<updated>2016-10-22T09:01:53Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Obsidiansnow:&amp;#32;removed periods from branching paths&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;[[Category: The Humiliation of Katie]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{| width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=&amp;quot;#KC9OC&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot; colspan=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;| '''Status'''&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#C0C0C0 valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;8%&amp;quot;| Condition&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#FFFFFF valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;8%&amp;quot;| Scared, Naked, Soaking Wet, Muddy, Lost, Freezing, and Exhausted&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#C0C0C0 valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;84%&amp;quot; rowspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot;| Apparel and Items: Nothing&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#C0C0C0 valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot;| Day, Time&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#FFFFFF valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot;| Thursday evening&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#C0C0C0 valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot;| Need to Bathroom&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#FFFFFF valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot;| Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#C0C0C0 valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot;| Level of Humiliation&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=&amp;quot;#FFFFFF valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot;| Forgotten&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Katie laid in the pool of mud for a while, all but having given up, sobbing and feeling sorry for herself. This couldn't get any worse. How did she ever wind up in this horrible predicament? Sure, she could have gotten better directions or a map. She could have maintained her car and checked it before going on such a long trip. She could have had an extra set of keys in her purse or a cell phone with fresh batteries. She could have not wandered into the woods in naught but her panties...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It suddenly dawned on her that the only one she should be mad at was herself. This was her fault. All of it. And now, lying here stark naked in the rain, completely filthy, and without a single worldly possession on her person, she and she alone would have to work herself out of it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Slowly clambering to her feet - or trying to anyway, as the mud came up to her thighs and she kept falling - she tried to scrape the mud out of her eyes and crawl out of the pool. She didn't even know what direction she came from anymore. It didn't matter. The only thing that mattered was that she got back to solid ground and kept moving. Eventually, after fifteen minutes of exhausting work, she did just that, having inadvertently crossed the entire pool by its width.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Katie laid on the ground once more heaving, thoroughly coated in mud from head to toe and warmed up a bit from the exertion, but that wasn't to last. The pitter-patter of rain was relentless, as was the wind and fog, and soon she began shivering again as the mud slowly smeared off her naked body.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That's when she realized she still was in trouble. All she had done was romped through a large mud pool. But she was still lost in a forest, completely naked, soaking wet from the rain, and she couldn't remember the last time she had been this cold. To make matters worse, the sun was clearly setting by now. Soon it would get too dark to see at all, and it would get even colder.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With that in mind, Katie willed herself up, and she continued trekking through the woods despite her fatigue. She still had no clue where she was going. All she knew was that she couldn't stay here naked in the rain. She slowly picked through the woods as it got darker and darker. The fog drastically limited her field of view as it was, but even as her eyes adjusted to the dark, she found that she could see even less now. What seemed like hours went by as it ultimately became fully night.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
At this point, Katie might as well have been groping about blindfolded. Goosebumps were all over her body and sticking out everywhere as much as possible. She was shivering violently now as her teeth chattered uncontrollably. Her feet were beyond stinging and sore, as now they were numb and she could barely even feel the ground anymore. So were her hands and arms. Dozens of times she had tripped, lost her balance, or her grasp slipped while holding a branch or a rock. She stumbled to the ground so many times now, that the rain could barely keep the mud off her skin. Katie's whole body was covered in scratches and bruises, she was exhausted, slowly freezing to death, and losing hope. Now she was genuinely scared for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'Just a little further...  Just a little further...' Katie kept telling herself. But how long could she last?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lost in the Forest - Katie Sees a Light in the Distance]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lost in the Forest - Katie Discovers a Cave to Use as Shelter]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lost in the Forest - More Hours Pass as Katie Trudges On]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Obsidiansnow</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/Lost_in_the_Forest_-_The_Sun_Sets_and_Katie_Is_Still_Utterly_Lost</id>
		<title>Lost in the Forest - The Sun Sets and Katie Is Still Utterly Lost</title>
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				<updated>2016-10-22T08:48:18Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Obsidiansnow:&amp;#32;Just modified the level of humiliation.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;[[Category: The Humiliation of Katie]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{| width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=&amp;quot;#KC9OC&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot; colspan=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;| '''Status'''&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#C0C0C0 valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;8%&amp;quot;| Condition&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#FFFFFF valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;8%&amp;quot;| Scared, Naked, Soaking Wet, Muddy, Lost, Freezing, and Exhausted&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#C0C0C0 valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;84%&amp;quot; rowspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot;| Apparel and Items: Nothing&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#C0C0C0 valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot;| Day, Time&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#FFFFFF valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot;| Thursday evening&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#C0C0C0 valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot;| Need to Bathroom&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#FFFFFF valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot;| Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#C0C0C0 valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot;| Level of Humiliation&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=&amp;quot;#FFFFFF valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot;| Forgotten&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Katie laid in the pool of mud for a while, all but having given up, sobbing and feeling sorry for herself. This couldn't get any worse. How did she ever wind up in this horrible predicament? Sure, she could have gotten better directions or a map. She could have maintained her car and checked it before going on such a long trip. She could have had an extra set of keys in her purse or a cell phone with fresh batteries. She could have not wandered into the woods in naught but her panties...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It suddenly dawned on her that the only one she should be mad at was herself. This was her fault. All of it. And now, lying here stark naked in the rain, completely filthy, and without a single worldly possession on her person, she and she alone would have to work herself out of it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Slowly clambering to her feet - or trying to anyway, as the mud came up to her thighs and she kept falling - she tried to scrape the mud out of her eyes and crawl out of the pool. She didn't even know what direction she came from anymore. It didn't matter. The only thing that mattered was that she got back to solid ground and kept moving. Eventually, after fifteen minutes of exhausting work, she did just that, having inadvertently crossed the entire pool by its width.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Katie laid on the ground once more heaving, thoroughly coated in mud from head to toe and warmed up a bit from the exertion, but that wasn't to last. The pitter-patter of rain was relentless, as was the wind and fog, and soon she began shivering again as the mud slowly smeared off her naked body.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That's when she realized she still was in trouble. All she had done was romped through a large mud pool. But she was still lost in a forest, completely naked, soaking wet from the rain, and she couldn't remember the last time she had been this cold. To make matters worse, the sun was clearly setting by now. Soon it would get too dark to see at all, and it would get even colder.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With that in mind, Katie willed herself up, and she continued trekking through the woods despite her fatigue. She still had no clue where she was going. All she knew was that she couldn't stay here naked in the rain. She slowly picked through the woods as it got darker and darker. The fog drastically limited her field of view as it was, but even as her eyes adjusted to the dark, she found that she could see even less now. What seemed like hours went by as it ultimately became fully night.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
At this point, Katie might as well have been groping about blindfolded. Goosebumps were all over her body and sticking out everywhere as much as possible. She was shivering violently now as her teeth chattered uncontrollably. Her feet were beyond stinging and sore, as now they were numb and she could barely even feel the ground anymore. So were her hands and arms. Dozens of times she had tripped, lost her balance, or her grasp slipped while holding a branch or a rock. She stumbled to the ground so many times now, that the rain could barely keep the mud off her skin. Katie's whole body was covered in scratches and bruises, she was exhausted, slowly freezing to death, and losing hope. Now she was genuinely scared for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'Just a little further...  Just a little further...' Katie kept telling herself. But how long could she last?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lost in the Forest - Katie Sees a Light in the Distance.]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lost in the Forest - Katie Discovers a Cave to Use as Shelter.]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lost in the Forest - More Hours Pass as Katie Trudges On]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Obsidiansnow</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/Lost_in_the_Forest_-_The_Sun_Sets_and_Katie_Is_Still_Utterly_Lost</id>
		<title>Lost in the Forest - The Sun Sets and Katie Is Still Utterly Lost</title>
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				<updated>2016-10-22T08:17:09Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Obsidiansnow:&amp;#32;New page! Katie is still hopelessly lost in the woods with a bad case of hypothermia. Will she make it to safety?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;[[Category: The Humiliation of Katie]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{| width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=&amp;quot;#KC9OC&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot; colspan=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;| '''Status'''&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#C0C0C0 valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;8%&amp;quot;| Condition&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#FFFFFF valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;8%&amp;quot;| Scared, Naked, Soaking Wet, Muddy, Lost, Freezing, and Exhausted&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#C0C0C0 valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;84%&amp;quot; rowspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot;| Apparel and Items: Nothing&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#C0C0C0 valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot;| Day, Time&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#FFFFFF valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot;| Thursday evening&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#C0C0C0 valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot;| Need to Bathroom&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#FFFFFF valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot;| Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#C0C0C0 valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot;| Level of Humiliation&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=&amp;quot;#FFFFFF valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot;| Humiliated - But Alone&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Katie laid in the pool of mud for a while, all but having given up, sobbing and feeling sorry for herself. This couldn't get any worse. How did she ever wind up in this horrible predicament? Sure, she could have gotten better directions or a map. She could have maintained her car and checked it before going on such a long trip. She could have had an extra set of keys in her purse or a cell phone with fresh batteries. She could have not wandered into the woods in naught but her panties...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It suddenly dawned on her that the only one she should be mad at was herself. This was her fault. All of it. And now, lying here stark naked in the rain, completely filthy, and without a single worldly possession on her person, she and she alone would have to work herself out of it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Slowly clambering to her feet - or trying to anyway, as the mud came up to her thighs and she kept falling - she tried to scrape the mud out of her eyes and crawl out of the pool. She didn't even know what direction she came from anymore. It didn't matter. The only thing that mattered was that she got back to solid ground and kept moving. Eventually, after fifteen minutes of exhausting work, she did just that, having inadvertently crossed the entire pool by its width.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Katie laid on the ground once more heaving, thoroughly coated in mud from head to toe and warmed up a bit from the exertion, but that wasn't to last. The pitter-patter of rain was relentless, as was the wind and fog, and soon she began shivering again as the mud slowly smeared off her naked body.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That's when she realized she still was in trouble. All she had done was romped through a large mud pool. But she was still lost in a forest, completely naked, soaking wet from the rain, and she couldn't remember the last time she had been this cold. To make matters worse, the sun was clearly setting by now. Soon it would get too dark to see at all, and it would get even colder.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With that in mind, Katie willed herself up, and she continued trekking through the woods despite her fatigue. She still had no clue where she was going. All she knew was that she couldn't stay here naked in the rain. She slowly picked through the woods as it got darker and darker. The fog drastically limited her field of view as it was, but even as her eyes adjusted to the dark, she found that she could see even less now. What seemed like hours went by as it ultimately became fully night.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
At this point, Katie might as well have been groping about blindfolded. Goosebumps were all over her body and sticking out everywhere as much as possible. She was shivering violently now as her teeth chattered uncontrollably. Her feet were beyond stinging and sore, as now they were numb and she could barely even feel the ground anymore. So were her hands and arms. Dozens of times she had tripped, lost her balance, or her grasp slipped while holding a branch or a rock. She stumbled to the ground so many times now, that the rain could barely keep the mud off her skin. Katie's whole body was covered in scratches and bruises, she was exhausted, slowly freezing to death, and losing hope. Now she was genuinely scared for her life.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'Just a little further...  Just a little further...' Katie kept telling herself. But how long could she last?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lost in the Forest - Katie Sees a Light in the Distance.]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lost in the Forest - Katie Discovers a Cave to Use as Shelter.]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Lost in the Forest - More Hours Pass as Katie Trudges On]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Obsidiansnow</name></author>	</entry>

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		<title>Lost in the Forest - Trip into a Mud Pool</title>
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				<updated>2016-10-22T07:10:25Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Obsidiansnow:&amp;#32;Added a new option.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;[[Category: The Humiliation of Katie]]&lt;br /&gt;
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| bgcolor=&amp;quot;#KC9OC&amp;quot; valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot; colspan=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;| '''Status'''&lt;br /&gt;
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| bgcolor=#C0C0C0 valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;8%&amp;quot;| Condition&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#FFFFFF valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;8%&amp;quot;| Pissed Off, Soaking Wet, Naked and Muddy, and Lost&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#C0C0C0 valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;84%&amp;quot; rowspan=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot;| Apparel and Items: Nothing&lt;br /&gt;
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| bgcolor=#C0C0C0 valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot;| Day, Time&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#FFFFFF valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot;| Thursday&lt;br /&gt;
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| bgcolor=#C0C0C0 valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot;| Need to Bathroom&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=#FFFFFF valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot;| Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
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| bgcolor=#C0C0C0 valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot;| Level of Humiliation&lt;br /&gt;
| bgcolor=&amp;quot;#FFFFFF valign=&amp;quot;top&amp;quot;| Humiliated - But Alone&lt;br /&gt;
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Katie realized that she had gotten lost when she ran across a stream of water. Frustrated, Katie threw a temper tantrum as she continued on, following the water.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Fucking shit! Of course my damn GPS ran out out of power! Of course I ran into that pervy mechanic! And of course I got lost because of how mad I was!&amp;quot; she yelled into the hills, hearing her voice echo back from the fog.&lt;br /&gt;
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Unfortunately for Katie, in her anger she missed another key feature. Stomping further into the forest, she missed that the ground in front of her wasn't solid, and was in fact a mud puddle that had formed in the rain. Stepping into it, she screamed and landed face-first into the pool. She was stuck in the pool for a few seconds before pulling her head out of the pool, whipping hair everywhere. She breathed in heavily, pulling herself out of the pool. Looking down at herself, she saw that she was covered in mud from head to toe. Her backside was still clean, at least for a few seconds until she slipped as she tried getting up, landing her butt-first back into the pool. Now thoroughly covered in the mud, Katie was even more miserable than before. She cried for a bit in the mud.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Lost in the Forest - Katie is Discovered by a Troop of Boy Scouts]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Lost in the Forest - Katie Stumbles into a Camping Ground]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Lost in the Forest - The Sun Sets and Katie Is Still Utterly Lost]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Obsidiansnow</name></author>	</entry>

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