Persona 4 Regression ULTIMAX! Part 2 (Patreon)

Yukiko took Chie home after her accident in the middle of Junes. They stopped by the clothing department along the way so she could get a change of clothes. After that they were quick to get her out of there. The normally feisty girl was wiped and just wanted to sleep after the incident. For whatever reason, her energy had been drained by such a simple yet mortifying thing.

Maybe it was the embarrassment of the accident getting to her, but something told her it was more than that, like a bad feeling about the future.

“Thanks for walking me home Yuko.” she said sleepily rubbing her eyes as they walked.

“Of course Chie,” Yukiko said, keeping pace with her companion, “I couldn’t just leave you there. You were completely frozen in place there.”

“Yeah, I don’t know what came over me…” she said, stifling back a yawn.

By the time they finally had gotten her upstairs in Chie's apartment Yukiko was practically carrying her friend to her unrolled futon in the middle of the small space. After setting it up, Chie fell onto the cotton stuffed mattress, causing it to go *poof* as she landed.

“Imma go sleepy now Yukiko…” she said, drifting off within seconds.

Yukiko stood stunned, unable to believe how quickly her friend passed out, before turning off the tv that hissed with static and left the apartment.

Chie woke up the next day with burning embarrassment on her cheeks and an unwillingness to believe the events from yesterday. She shifted in her futon, looking around the room until she noticed the wetness beneath her.

The rookie detective rolled off the cotton bed, examining the wet spot in the center groggily. She gave a sniff of the air, taking in the acrid aroma of ammonia—her eyes went wide as she recognized what she was looking at. Same as yesterday, Chie had an accident, but this time she’d let loose while she’d slept.

She was quick to strip her clothes off and shower, all the while panicking about what was going on with her body. When she exited the shower and pulled on her clothes to start getting ready for the day, she stopped.

“This isn’t over,” she thought looking at the underwear drawer, "if I don’t want to make another mess in public I’d better start taking a few precautions."

While Chie was dealing with her embarrassing situation, Rise and Yukiko continued living out their lives in Inaba completely unaware that Chie had passed her mystery ailment to them. That was, at least, until they too started experiencing something similar.

For Rise it happened during a photoshoot. She couldn’t completely get away from work while the investigation team was together so her team had arrived in Inaba to shoot a magazine ad.

She stood confidently in a floral print bikini with a cheery smile, holding up the can of sports drink. Out of view of the camera, another four cans sat. Between each shot Rise had been downing the drink at lightning speeds, really taking advantage of the on-set hydration.

After almost an hour of photos, her manager stood off to the side giving a big thumbs up. “The pictures are coming out great Risette, we just need to get some roll for a short commercial spot, did you get the lines I sent you?”

“Yeah,” she responded, “I’m ready.”

At that, the cameras began rolling, and the idol stood with the same smile on her face as before, but now she was noticeably shifting back and forth on her feet.

“Risette? Are you alright?” her manager asked from the sidelines

She didn’t respond but she did stop, shivering in place while the camera rolled and everybody watched. A quiet hiss filled the air and each and every person around her could see the front of her bottoms darken as streaks of liquid poured down her pale legs.

The idol’s cheery smile had disappeared, a grim understanding of her accident crossing her face. Her entire production team watched on and the cameras recorded.

Up at the hot springs in the Amagi Inn Yukiko was similarly busy at work, helping her kitchen staff prepare that night’s dinner for the guests, zipping around and making sure everything was getting done properly. The whole kitchen moved at a frenzied pace with Yukiko herself chopping and dicing vegetables in a hurry for the next dish.

She was halted suddenly by a cramp in her stomach and an unexpected need to use the bathroom. With a groan, she stepped away from her station and rushed for the door only to stop in the middle of the room.

She squatted automatically, seemingly unable to control her body’s movements. Without warning she pushed, causing a stinky wave of mush to enter her panties, stretching them to accommodate the added weight.

The smell stopped the kitchen staff all around who turned their attention to the straining form still pushing in the center of the room.

“Goin poopy…” Yukiko said quietly.

Naoto, ever the resourceful detective, started investigating immediately following Chie’s accident and went to the only person she could think to ask about sudden mental changes in a person.

She approached Teddie with a worried look in her eyes as he directed shoppers towards a sale in electronics.

“Teddie,” she said, grabbing the bear mascot’s attention.

“Oh Hi Nao-Chan!” he said enthusiastically, “I didn’t know you were back yet–did you come to see your favorite bear?”

Naoto shook her head and explained the situation: how Chie had acted strange and wet herself and that she had a feeling it was involved with the world of the Midnight Channel.

“Oh no,” Teddie said, "well that sounds bear-y bad, do you want me to go check it out?”

“You haven’t been in there lately?" Naoto asked, looking at him suspiciously.

“Nope,” he said, not sensing her attitude, “I live out here now. No need to be in there.”

Naoto sighed, dropping her suspicions of the bear. “Yes please,” she said, “Will you go in and look around?”

Teddie saluted her and started trotting off to the electronics department, Naoto in tow. When he arrived they did a quick check to make sure the coast was clear before he jumped into the TV, disappearing from the space.

Naoto watched the area around them, waiting for her scout to come back. As she waited she felt herself shudder and a spray of heat soaked the padding of the pull-up she’d put on under her pants.

“Not again…” she sighed defeatedly, feeling the core swell and grow squishy. “I’ll need a change at this rate or it’s going to start leaking.”