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Hi guys. Here is my first attempt at a peeing fantasy. It took me way longer than I expected, and I even feel kinda overloaded out and meh, after all the time I spent on this. Enjoy!

Claire's parents were always arguing, and it was keeping her up at night. This even resulted in her failing her final year at school. Her teachers could only urge her to try her best, but even they realised that she wasn't exactly put under the best circumstances. So one day her mum, Sally, suggested that she go to a boarding school (The School of Working on Education and Excellence ), that way she can sleep well and not have to be woken by their arguments. "In fact” said Sally “I've arranged with the school to allow you to arrive a few weeks early, so that you can... you know... get used to the place, and have enough time to establish a decent sleeping pattern. You'll need to be ready on the 15th of August at 8AM. Hopefully you'll get there in time for lunch”. There was something about the way she said "get used to the place" that made Claire wonder if there was something weird about it, but she didn't voice her concerns, because she was glad to get away from her parent's arguing.
On the night before her arrival, Claire went through the packing list of recommended items; it contained many expected items: calculators, pens, pad of paper, etc. It also suggested students to take personal items such as: phones, laptops, tablets, books, and any other items to use in their downtime. Then there was a list of forbidden items. This contained items such as: anything illegal, tobacco, weapons, and... "all personal items of clothing, including bras and underwear"!? This seemed weird, but again, Claire did not voice her concerns. Maybe they would provide her with some clothes when she got there.
Finally, on the day of Claire's departure, the limousine arrived. She was surprised that this was what she was being transported in, not that she would complain. Despite having gone to the toilet before she left, she soon found she felt the urge to do another wee halfway there. She felt awkward about asking and decided she could wait until she got there. Little did she know that if she asked, she would have been told to just do a wee in the car; even the driver had done so.
Upon arriving at the school itself, Claire was struck by its sheer size. The surrounding fields easily went on for miles, all seemingly mown regularly. Surrounding this appeared to be some woodland in all direction. She walked down the yellowish gravel path as it meandered towards the large main building of the school. The school itself looked like a mansion of some sort, with three stories and countless windows on both sides of the door. Oddly enough there was a statue of a nude man and woman together in some kind of dance pose. But the thing that made Claire have to do a double take, was that it appeared that these statues were a water feature, with water coming out of the statues' genitals as if they were peeing. Even weirder, the man's penis was erect, and his piss was hitting the woman's chest. Claire was however snapped from these thoughts by the opening of the oversized door. Behind it was a mature lady who was presumably the head mistress. Claire was shocked by the fact that she was completely nude, except from a belt that had the school logo, and some pockets attached to said belt. Despite this lady being past her prime though, she still looked in great shape.
"By the way, you're not technically allowed to wear those clothes here" She announced "but seeing as you just got here, I'll let you off. I will however have to confiscate those clothes until you leave. Now take them off"
"Ok..." replied Claire nervously "Where are the changing rooms, and where are the clothes for me to change into?"
"Ok" replied Samantha, with a loud sigh "I would have hoped your mother would have told you, but we don't wear clothes here unless it gets cold, as we believe that that helps to create the most relaxed atmosphere for learning. We only allow you to wear this kind of belt with pockets, unless you are outside, in which case you may also wear sandals, a sunhat and some sunglasses. In the winter we also allow you to wear: a coat; wooly hat; scarf; gloves; and our special winter thigh high socks and thigh high boots. Your genitals and bottom will still be exposed, but we'll manage to keep the rest of you warm enough to make up for it. Oh! And you are also allowed to wear anything that is there for medical reasons, like your glasses"
Claire couldn't believe her ears. This seemed outrageous. Then again, there isn't anything inherently wrong with nudity. Maybe she would just get used to it. She decided that since she was there she might as well give it a go. She hesitated for a while before nervously removing her clothes.
"See, that wasn't so hard was it?” asked Samantha, rhetorically “In fact it seems you'll fit in rather well here. Let's go to my office where I'll fill you in on our rules here, and we can discuss any arrangements we need to make. Come."
"Ok, but I… um... could use a toilet right now" replied Claire. She probably wasn't all that desperate in the limousine (you know what nerves can do), but now she properly needed it, although could probably wait a fair bit more.
"Look" said the headmistress "you'll be able to wee soon enough: this won't take long".
Claire simply nodded and they began walking to the headmistresses office.
On the way there she thought she could smell a faint whiff of something. It couldn't be urine could it?
Soon they arrived at The headmistresses office. The door simply said "Samantha Wilde, Headmistress". Inside, was a small desk, several chairs on one side, and an office chair on the other. The desk itself was unremarkable, with paperwork, a computer and all that jazz, but the room did surprisingly contain a few beanbags, a cd player and a few lava lamps in one corner. Claire guessed this was because the headmistress was serious about this being a relaxed environment, but whatever.
"Ok, please take a seat" said Samantha as she sat down on her office chair, she briefly got something up on her pc, before returning her attention to the new pupil.
"Claire Robinson, correct?"
"Yes Mrs Wilde" replied Claire.
Samantha only rolled her eyes. "You know my first name, and to be honest, we feel that these stiff hierarchical ways of addressing people just makes this place less relaxed. You can call any teacher by their first name if you wish. Also, I'm not married, not that that matters though."
"Ok, Sam"
"Great! But I prefer the long version of my name. Call me Samantha. Now first things first, you said you need to go to the toilet, right? Well, there are probably some things I need to explain first. First off, we don't have many toilets, and those we do have aren't really designed for you to wee in them. For this reason if you only need to wee, you might as well just do it here; all our other students and staff do so as well."
"WHAT!?" exclaimed Claire, unable to believe what was just said. "You... expect me to just piss in my chair!?"
"Or on the floor, or wherever really, well, except things like computers and paperwork" explained Samantha "but I suspect you would find it easier to start in your chair as you are sitting down like you would at a toilet. Also, I much prefer the word wee, it sounds much nicer."
While Samantha was speaking, there was a strange sound in the room that Claire would not have been able to identify, but she thought it might be Samantha doing a wee in her chair. She did say it was OK after all, but she didn't seem to give any indication she was doing so until she continued "In fact, I'm weeing right now. Would you like to watch? If so just peek under the desk; I don't mind."
Claire wasn't the sort to want to look at people peeing, but she needed to see it to believe it, so she gingerly peeked for just a second, before sitting back exasperated, still unsure she could really go. Then as soon as Samantha had finished her wee, she offered "I'll tell you what, I'll go outside for a while, and give you some privacy for now, and when you have finished your wee, just come outside and let me know. We'll work on you being able to wee on the floor around other people later." And with that she left Claire, who needed a moment to gather her thoughts.
While Samantha was gone, Claire decided instead of wetting a chair that she might have to continue to sit in, it might be easier to squat and pee on the floor, like she had done in the woods during a camping trip one summer. with this resolved she got up and moved to the plainest corner in the room, with her back to the corner she dropped to a squat. She also grabbed her waist, as if to pull her trousers down, forgetting that she was already naked. Her heart was pounding. A rush of anticipation coursed through her veins. She was weeing... on the carpet. It astonished her how thrilling this was. She must have peed for around a minute. the carpet couldn't absorb all of it and so some formed a puddle, as if it were on a more solid surface. Once she was done she got up, gingerly stepped over her puddle and went to greet Samantha on the other side of the door.
"I... urm... did it, but... urm... on the floor." Claire announced nervously.
"Well done!" Samantha said with genuine praise in her voice. "But there is no need to be so euphemistic. Just say you did a wee on the floor. Also, you'll need to get used to standing and sitting in urine, as I can guarantee you that when the students come in the seats won't be dry for long, and neither will most of the floor. So I want you to go back inside, step in your own puddle, then sit in my office chair while we sort out the rest of your details."
Once they were inside, Claire did as she was asked. While she was expecting to be grossed out, she found she actually liked the warmth. She then sat in the office chair. She found it a bit cold at first, but soon got comfy, and continue discussing,  the rules, expectations, as well as filling out forms about things like, her dietary requirements and medical problems. Samantha gave her her school belt, then it was time for her to be shown around the school, but first, lunchtime.
Claire was surprised to find even the canteen had a carpet. Then Samantha answered Claire's unspoken question "By the way, the reason we have carpets here is because they are better for weeing on, besides, we're fine with cleaning it up." The two then sat down on some upholstered chairs (which were also presumably better for weeing on), and read the menu.
"So, what are you having?" asked Samantha
"Cheese toasty sounds good. I'll have a banana as well."
"Cool, I'll place our orders."
She went over to the serving hatch and asked to chef for their orders, before waiting a while and returning to her seat with their orders.
"So, did your mother say anything about this place?"
"No, not really, I was just told it'd be a chill place. I didn't expect to be... Urm weeing on the floor."
"Well there are probably more things that might shock you, but I'll explain them later, for now I think you need to get used to the weeing part. I just wish your mother would have told you. How do you feel?"
"I actually found the weeing enjoyable. But I'm concerned about what you haven't mentioned."
"Great! I mean we wouldn't want you to be miserable here. I was a bit concerned at first, but it seems you might just fit in. Also, I wouldn't worry about that. It'll only be a few things and you'll probably be cool with it. If you do decide to bail out though, there are other schools for you to go to."
Once they finished they started walking towards the classrooms.
Most of it was what you'd expect, with desks, chairs and the such. There were also some relaxation rooms with bean bags and all that jazz, for when students wanted some alone time. There was also  a library, and the school nurse's office. At one time during the tour, Samantha casually started weeing while walking from one department to another. Claire stopped and looked to briefly see was going on, but then the two continued onwards, Clair trying to not make a big deal out of it.
Halfway towards the common room, Claire announced "I need another wee."
"You know you don't need to announce it,  although you can if you want. Let's just keep walking and see if you can do a wee on the go."
Claire took until she reached the common room to be able to start going.  "Hey I'm doing a wee" Claire announced.
"Cool, keep walking" was the response. They got to the middle of the room.
The common room seemed really chill. The were board games, cards, 2 pool tables, 2 table football games, some couches and a tv. What really surprised Claire was the modest collection of sex toys.
"What are those about?" She asked, somewhat confused. And pointed to the sex toys.
"Oh! Feel free to help yourself, just wash up after yourself and use a condom to cover anything you plan to use anally."
"Yeah but then people will know I'm using them, I mean if I were to, which I wouldn't. And where would I have the privacy? Wouldn't people see me take one?"
"Listen, we encourage a relaxed attitude to sex and masturbation. If you wanna do either, you can do it anywhere, with whomever (providing they consent), regardless of who is around to see it. You can even have sex with teachers if you wish. Just don't disrupt lessons, or wake people up. I mean: we’re all over 18; you're hopefully going to be responsible; there's nothing to be ashamed of; and we're cool with it; so yeah. Oh! And keep quiet in the library."
Claire just stood there like a deer in headlights.
"I'll tell you what, let's show you around some more while you take that in."
Then they got to the dormitories. There about 8 double beds per room, a wardrobe? (maybe to store personal items?), and an en suite.
"Ok, so I know this may seem really strange to you, but the dormitories are unisex. This means you will be sleeping in the same room as several boys. Also you are free to share a bed with anybody you like, regardless of their sex, although you don't have to. You are also allowed to have sex with said person if they consent, but try not to disturb anybody at night.
In the en suite there were 4 showers with no privacy,  4 sinks and a toilet. Again with no privacy. And the entire floor, save the showers, was carpeted. Samantha went on to explain "I know, there isn't much privacy here. If this really bothers you, you are free to leave.
Claire was a bit apprehensive, but, she couldn't deny that weeing on the floor had been fun, so maybe she should give this place a go. "I'm cool" she said.
"Excellent! In the meanwhile, I should probably go over a few more things. First off, when using the toilet, you should sit like this." she then sat on the toilet in such a way that her pussy was overhanging the edge, although that wasn't hard given how it was barely large enough to sit on. "This is to make sure that even when you are on the toilet you are still weeing on the floor. The toilet is for pooing only and make sure you remember that." she then happened to start weeing in just the manner she described, right over the edge of the toilet and onto the floor. Then she continued "Also if you happen to be more than about 800 meters from the building, we don't expect you to go all the way back inside to do a poo, just don't do it near the gravel, or any sports pitches."
Once they got back to the dormitory,  Samantha continued "Oh, and before I forget, you aren't allowed out of bed after lights out time, except to go to the toilet. That does mean though, that if you need to wee in the middle of the night, you'll just have to wet the bed. We kinda expect you to anyway." Claire was at first repulsed, but after having enjoyed weeing on the floor, she thought that maybe wetting the bed wouldn't be so bad.
The walk down to the sports area and gym was quite long. Once they got there Claire was still somewhat surprised to see a locker room, apparently it was mostly to store their belts and whatever was in their belt pockets (like maybe phones), and their bags, while they they exercised. It also surprised Claire, perhaps more than it should, that it was just like the en suite in her dormitory, in that there were showers and a toilet with no privacy. There were also some sinks. It too was unisex, and carpeted.
Then they went on to the gym, it had the unsurprising feature that the machines were waterproof (guess why). It had treadmills, rowing machines, weights, weight machines, cycle machines, and even a punch bag. One of the things that Samantha pointed out, is how the machines had the option of adding a sex toy extension, like a dildo to attach to the cycle machines.
Then they went to the various other rooms, like the gymnasium, sports hall and the Olympic sized swimming pool. The pool apparently used some sort of revolutionary cleaning system which meant you could pee in it without it producing all the nasty chemicals they warn you about. Also, absent from the classic pool rules was the no heavy petting rule.
Finally they went outside into the fields with all the various outdoor sports pitches there. Apparently the students also do long distance running around the vast fields. And occasionally do camping trips in the woods outside.
Then they returned to the common room and sat down on the sofas. "So how do you feel so far?" Asked Samantha
"I think i need more time to get used to this, but you know what. I think I'll really like this" and with that she did a wee into the couch. "Ahh!" She exclaimed. "Feels so warm."
"See! Your getting the hang of this." Said Samantha, with a genuine smile. "But how do you feel about the fact that people are allowed to openly masturbate or have sex here?"
"I don't know. I always felt that masturbation was a dirty thing, maybe this'll help me feel otherwise. I mean, why did we have to make it private in the first place?"
"Who knows? Anyway seeing as for now we are pretty much the only two people here, and I don't have much to do, would you like me to keep you company?"
"Urm... What do you mean?"
"Well maybe we could play a game, watch some TV, or have a chat. We could even play some porn on the TV."
"I'm not sure about watching porn. How about a game of pool?"
"OK, but first, I could use some water. In fact, I'll drink plenty, after all, I don't have to worry about when it comes out the other end. In fact, shall I get you a drink too?"
"Yes please" and with that, Samantha got a drink while Claire set up the table.
They played many rounds of pool. While Claire was a bit shaky at first, she soon got the hang of the game, and letting it flow . She even managed to do a wee while concentrating on a crucial shot.
That night, after dinner, Samantha accompanied Claire to her dormitory. After Claire had gone into her bed, Samantha asked "So, do you think you'd like to stay here"
"Yes!" Replied Claire enthusiastically.
"Great! Let me fetch you some water." She came back with 750ml
"But you aren't supposed to drink so much before bed!" Protested Claire
"Why not?"
"..."
"I mean you don't have to worry about wetting the bed. If anything you'd have to be worried about not wetting the bed."
"There doesn't seem to be enough protection here?"
"It feels better when your wee soaks into an unprotected bed. Besides, what is the worst that can happen? We clean these thoroughly each morning, and if it's a bit damp by evening, then you can warm it back up with your wee." With that Claire drank the water
The two of them had been chatting for a while when Claire started squirming a bit. "Do you need a wee?" Asked Samantha
"Urm yeah."
"Well go on then. Wet the bed."
Claire had enjoyed peeing her chair, so she thought why not try the bed as well? She took a while to start weeing, but once she did, she moaned luxuriously. She writhed in the naughty feeling that she had- despite the fact that she was supposed to do this. She suddenly recalled a repressed memory, that she had wet the bed deliberately as a kid once, to see what it was like. She found she liked the warmth, but her father was rather cross. Now he wasn't around. She then felt aroused at the warmth that caressed her. "Urm I actually kinda wanna, you know. Masturbate right now" she confessed.
"Go on then, we are all human here." Samantha encouraged, before sitting on the other side of the bed.
And with that Claire tentatively reached for her clit, gauging Samantha's reaction, gradually working up the nerve to masturbate more boldly. She actually surprised herself when she found she enjoyed having an audience- even if she wasn't particularly attracted to women (right?) She then quickly got really into it and started touching herself all over while humping the pillow, and moaning loudly. It didn't escape her attention that Samantha was now joining her adding her own moans. Suddenly Samantha added her own wee to the already wet mattress.
“You know. I don't actually have any bladder control” she explained “but it's always nice when I happen to do a wee in the middle of jilling. Feels so good.”
The two of them happened to reach orgasm at the same time. Claire had never had such an intense orgasm in her life.
“How do you feel about this place?” asked Samantha.
“I wanna stay here!” exclaimed Claire. Genuinely excited about the prospect of peeing and jilling in front of her fellow students.
“I'm relieved to hear it.” Said Samantha “Well we'd better get washed, brush our teeth, and go to bed.” They did so. The final surprise that day was that Samantha was sleeping in the same dorm as her. But Claire didn't mind. After all, Samantha was cool. Claire took a long time to sleep, excited about what tomorrow might bring. But finally did drift off to sleep.

Hi guys. Here is my first attempt at a peeing fantasy. It took me way longer than I expected, and I even feel kinda written out and meh! After all the time I spent on this. Enjoy!

Claire's parents were always arguing, and it was keeping her up at night. This even resulted in her failing her final year at school. Her teachers could only urge her to try her best, but even they realised that she wasn't exactly put under the best circumstances. So one day her mum, Sally, suggested that she go to a boarding school (The School of Working on Education and Excellence ), that way she can sleep well and not have to be woken by their arguments. "In fact” said Sally “I've arranged with the school to allow you to arrive a few weeks early, so that you can... you know... get used to the place, and have enough time to establish a decent sleeping pattern. You'll need to be ready on the 15th of August at 8AM. Hopefully you'll get there in time for lunch”. There was something about the way she said "get used to the place" that made Claire wonder if there was something weird about it, but she didn't voice her concerns, because she was glad to get away from her parent's arguing.
On the night before her arrival, Claire went through the packing list of recommended items; it contained many expected items: calculators, pens, pad of paper, etc. It also suggested students to take personal items such as: phones, laptops, tablets, books, and any other items to use in their downtime. Then there was a list of forbidden items. This contained items such as: anything illegal, tobacco, weapons, and... "all personal items of clothing, including bras and underwear"!? This seemed weird, but again, Claire did not voice her concerns. Maybe they would provide her with some clothes when she got there.
Finally, on the day of Claire's departure, the limousine arrived. She was surprised that this was what she was being transported in, not that she would complain. Despite having gone to the toilet before she left, she soon found she felt the urge to do another wee halfway there. She felt awkward about asking and decided she could wait until she got there. Little did she know that if she asked, she would have been told to just do a wee in the car; even the driver had done so.
Upon arriving at the school itself, Claire was struck by its sheer size. The surrounding fields easily went on for miles, all seemingly mown regularly. Surrounding this appeared to be some woodland in all direction. She walked down the yellowish gravel path as it meandered towards the large main building of the school. The school itself looked like a mansion of some sort, with three stories and countless windows on both sides of the door. Oddly enough there was a statue of a nude man and woman together in some kind of dance pose. But the thing that made Claire have to do a double take, was that it appeared that these statues were a water feature, with water coming out of the statues' genitals as if they were peeing. Even weirder, the man's penis was erect, and his piss was hitting the woman's chest. Claire was however snapped from these thoughts by the opening of the oversized door. Behind it was a mature lady who was presumably the head mistress. Claire was shocked by the fact that she was completely nude, except from a belt that had the school logo, and some pockets attached to said belt. Despite this lady being past her prime though, she still looked in great shape.
"By the way, you're not technically allowed to wear those clothes here" She announced "but seeing as you just got here, I'll let you off. I will however have to confiscate those clothes until you leave. Now take them off"
"Ok..." replied Claire nervously "Where are the changing rooms, and where are the clothes for me to change into?"
"Ok" replied Samantha, with a loud sigh "I would have hoped your mother would have told you, but we don't wear clothes here unless it gets cold, as we believe that that helps to create the most relaxed atmosphere for learning. We only allow you to wear this kind of belt with pockets, unless you are outside, in which case you may also wear sandals, a sunhat and some sunglasses. In the winter we also allow you to wear: a coat; wooly hat; scarf; gloves; and our special winter thigh high socks and thigh high boots. Your genitals and bottom will still be exposed, but we'll manage to keep the rest of you warm enough to make up for it. Oh! And you are also allowed to wear anything that is there for medical reasons, like your glasses"
Claire couldn't believe her ears. This seemed outrageous. Then again, there isn't anything inherently wrong with nudity. Maybe she would just get used to it. She decided that since she was there she might as well give it a go. She hesitated for a while before nervously removing her clothes.
"See, that wasn't so hard was it?” asked Samantha, rhetorically “In fact it seems you'll fit in rather well here. Let's go to my office where I'll fill you in on our rules here, and we can discuss any arrangements we need to make. Come."
"Ok, but I… um... could use a toilet right now" replied Claire. She probably wasn't all that desperate in the limousine (you know what nerves can do), but now she properly needed it, although could probably wait a fair bit more.
"Look" said the headmistress "you'll be able to wee soon enough: this won't take long".
Claire simply nodded and they began walking to the headmistresses office.
On the way there she thought she could smell a faint whiff of something. It couldn't be urine could it?
Soon they arrived at The headmistresses office. The door simply said "Samantha Wilde, Headmistress". Inside, was a small desk, several chairs on one side, and an office chair on the other. The desk itself was unremarkable, with paperwork, a computer and all that jazz, but the room did surprisingly contain a few beanbags, a cd player and a few lava lamps in one corner. Claire guessed this was because the headmistress was serious about this being a relaxed environment, but whatever.
"Ok, please take a seat" said Samantha as she sat down on her office chair, she briefly got something up on her pc, before returning her attention to the new pupil.
"Claire Robinson, correct?"
"Yes Mrs Wilde" replied Claire.
Samantha only rolled her eyes. "You know my first name, and to be honest, we feel that these stiff hierarchical ways of addressing people just makes this place less relaxed. You can call any teacher by their first name if you wish. Also, I'm not married, not that that matters though."
"Ok, Sam"
"Great! But I prefer the long version of my name. Call me Samantha. Now first things first, you said you need to go to the toilet, right? Well, there are probably some things I need to explain first. First off, we don't have many toilets, and those we do have aren't really designed for you to wee in them. For this reason if you only need to wee, you might as well just do it here; all our other students and staff do so as well."
"WHAT!?" exclaimed Claire, unable to believe what was just said. "You... expect me to just piss in my chair!?"
"Or on the floor, or wherever really, well, except things like computers and paperwork" explained Samantha "but I suspect you would find it easier to start in your chair as you are sitting down like you would at a toilet. Also, I much prefer the word wee, it sounds much nicer."
While Samantha was speaking, there was a strange sound in the room that Claire would not have been able to identify, but she thought it might be Samantha doing a wee in her chair. She did say it was OK after all, but she didn't seem to give any indication she was doing so until she continued "In fact, I'm weeing right now. Would you like to watch? If so just peek under the desk; I don't mind."
Claire wasn't the sort to want to look at people peeing, but she needed to see it to believe it, so she gingerly peeked for just a second, before sitting back exasperated, still unsure she could really go. Then as soon as Samantha had finished her wee, she offered "I'll tell you what, I'll go outside for a while, and give you some privacy for now, and when you have finished your wee, just come outside and let me know. We'll work on you being able to wee on the floor around other people later." And with that she left Claire, who needed a moment to gather her thoughts.
While Samantha was gone, Claire decided instead of wetting a chair that she might have to continue to sit in, it might be easier to squat and pee on the floor, like she had done in the woods during a camping trip one summer. with this resolved she got up and moved to the plainest corner in the room, with her back to the corner she dropped to a squat. She also grabbed her waist, as if to pull her trousers down, forgetting that she was already naked. Her heart was pounding. A rush of anticipation coursed through her veins. She was weeing... on the carpet. It astonished her how thrilling this was. She must have peed for around a minute. the carpet couldn't absorb all of it and so some formed a puddle, as if it were on a more solid surface. Once she was done she got up, gingerly stepped over her puddle and went to greet Samantha on the other side of the door.
"I... urm... did it, but... urm... on the floor." Claire announced nervously.
"Well done!" Samantha said with genuine praise in her voice. "But there is no need to be so euphemistic. Just say you did a wee on the floor. Also, you'll need to get used to standing and sitting in urine, as I can guarantee you that when the students come in the seats won't be dry for long, and neither will most of the floor. So I want you to go back inside, step in your own puddle, then sit in my office chair while we sort out the rest of your details."
Once they were inside, Claire did as she was asked. While she was expecting to be grossed out, she found she actually liked the warmth. She then sat in the office chair. She found it a bit cold at first, but soon got comfy, and continue discussing,  the rules, expectations, as well as filling out forms about things like, her dietary requirements and medical problems. Samantha gave her her school belt, then it was time for her to be shown around the school, but first, lunchtime.
Claire was surprised to find even the canteen had a carpet. Then Samantha answered Claire's unspoken question "By the way, the reason we have carpets here is because they are better for weeing on, besides, we're fine with cleaning it up." The two then sat down on some upholstered chairs (which were also presumably better for weeing on), and read the menu.
"So, what are you having?" asked Samantha
"Cheese toasty sounds good. I'll have a banana as well."
"Cool, I'll place our orders."
She went over to the serving hatch and asked to chef for their orders, before waiting a while and returning to her seat with their orders.
"So, did your mother say anything about this place?"
"No, not really, I was just told it'd be a chill place. I didn't expect to be... Urm weeing on the floor."
"Well there are probably more things that might shock you, but I'll explain them later, for now I think you need to get used to the weeing part. I just wish your mother would have told you. How do you feel?"
"I actually found the weeing enjoyable. But I'm concerned about what you haven't mentioned."
"Great! I mean we wouldn't want you to be miserable here. I was a bit concerned at first, but it seems you might just fit in. Also, I wouldn't worry about that. It'll only be a few things and you'll probably be cool with it. If you do decide to bail out though, there are other schools for you to go to."
Once they finished they started walking towards the classrooms.
Most of it was what you'd expect, with desks, chairs and the such. There were also some relaxation rooms with bean bags and all that jazz, for when students wanted some alone time. There was also  a library, and the school nurse's office. At one time during the tour, Samantha casually started weeing while walking from one department to another. Claire stopped and looked to briefly see was going on, but then the two continued onwards, Clair trying to not make a big deal out of it.
Halfway towards the common room, Claire announced "I need another wee."
"You know you don't need to announce it,  although you can if you want. Let's just keep walking and see if you can do a wee on the go."
Claire took until she reached the common room to be able to start going.  "Hey I'm doing a wee" Claire announced.
"Cool, keep walking" was the response. They got to the middle of the room.
The common room seemed really chill. The were board games, cards, 2 pool tables, 2 table football games, some couches and a tv. What really surprised Claire was the modest collection of sex toys.
"What are those about?" She asked, somewhat confused. And pointed to the sex toys.
"Oh! Feel free to help yourself, just wash up after yourself and use a condom to cover anything you plan to use anally."
"Yeah but then people will know I'm using them, I mean if I were to, which I wouldn't. And where would I have the privacy? Wouldn't people see me take one?"
"Listen, we encourage a relaxed attitude to sex and masturbation. If you wanna do either, you can do it anywhere, with whomever (providing they consent), regardless of who is around to see it. You can even have sex with teachers if you wish. Just don't disrupt lessons, or wake people up. I mean: we’re all over 18; you're hopefully going to be responsible; there's nothing to be ashamed of; and we're cool with it; so yeah. Oh! And keep quiet in the library."
Claire just stood there like a deer in headlights.
"I'll tell you what, let's show you around some more while you take that in."
Then they got to the dormitories. There about 8 double beds per room, a wardrobe? (maybe to store personal items?), and an en suite.
"Ok, so I know this may seem really strange to you, but the dormitories are unisex. This means you will be sleeping in the same room as several boys. Also you are free to share a bed with anybody you like, regardless of their sex, although you don't have to. You are also allowed to have sex with said person if they consent, but try not to disturb anybody at night.
In the en suite there were 4 showers with no privacy,  4 sinks and a toilet. Again with no privacy. And the entire floor, save the showers, was carpeted. Samantha went on to explain "I know, there isn't much privacy here. If this really bothers you, you are free to leave.
Claire was a bit apprehensive, but, she couldn't deny that weeing on the floor had been fun, so maybe she should give this place a go. "I'm cool" she said.
"Excellent! In the meanwhile, I should probably go over a few more things. First off, when using the toilet, you should sit like this." she then sat on the toilet in such a way that her pussy was overhanging the edge, although that wasn't hard given how it was barely large enough to sit on. "This is to make sure that even when you are on the toilet you are still weeing on the floor. The toilet is for pooing only and make sure you remember that." she then happened to start weeing in just the manner she described, right over the edge of the toilet and onto the floor. Then she continued "Also if you happen to be more than about 800 meters from the building, we don't expect you to go all the way back inside to do a poo, just don't do it near the gravel, or any sports pitches."
Once they got back to the dormitory,  Samantha continued "Oh, and before I forget, you aren't allowed out of bed after lights out time, except to go to the toilet. That does mean though, that if you need to wee in the middle of the night, you'll just have to wet the bed. We kinda expect you to anyway." Claire was at first repulsed, but after having enjoyed weeing on the floor, she thought that maybe wetting the bed wouldn't be so bad.
The walk down to the sports area and gym was quite long. Once they got there Claire was still somewhat surprised to see a locker room, apparently it was mostly to store their belts and whatever was in their belt pockets (like maybe phones), and their bags, while they they exercised. It also surprised Claire, perhaps more than it should, that it was just like the en suite in her dormitory, in that there were showers and a toilet with no privacy. There were also some sinks. It too was unisex, and carpeted.
Then they went on to the gym, it had the unsurprising feature that the machines were waterproof (guess why). It had treadmills, rowing machines, weights, weight machines, cycle machines, and even a punch bag. One of the things that Samantha pointed out, is how the machines had the option of adding a sex toy extension, like a dildo to attach to the cycle machines.
Then they went to the various other rooms, like the gymnasium, sports hall and the Olympic sized swimming pool. The pool apparently used some sort of revolutionary cleaning system which meant you could pee in it without it producing all the nasty chemicals they warn you about. Also, absent from the classic pool rules was the no heavy petting rule.
Finally they went outside into the fields with all the various outdoor sports pitches there. Apparently the students also do long distance running around the vast fields. And occasionally do camping trips in the woods outside.
Then they returned to the common room and sat down on the sofas. "So how do you feel so far?" Asked Samantha
"I think i need more time to get used to this, but you know what. I think I'll really like this" and with that she did a wee into the couch. "Ahh!" She exclaimed. "Feels so warm."
"See! Your getting the hang of this." Said Samantha, with a genuine smile. "But how do you feel about the fact that people are allowed to openly masturbate or have sex here?"
"I don't know. I always felt that masturbation was a dirty thing, maybe this'll help me feel otherwise. I mean, why did we have to make it private in the first place?"
"Who knows? Anyway seeing as for now we are pretty much the only two people here, and I don't have much to do, would you like me to keep you company?"
"Urm... What do you mean?"
"Well maybe we could play a game, watch some TV, or have a chat. We could even play some porn on the TV."
"I'm not sure about watching porn. How about a game of pool?"
"OK, but first, I could use some water. In fact, I'll drink plenty, after all, I don't have to worry about when it comes out the other end. In fact, shall I get you a drink too?"
"Yes please" and with that, Samantha got a drink while Claire set up the table.
They played many rounds of pool. While Claire was a bit shaky at first, she soon got the hang of the game, and letting it flow . She even managed to do a wee while concentrating on a crucial shot.
That night, after dinner, Samantha accompanied Claire to her dormitory. After Claire had gone into her bed, Samantha asked "So, do you think you'd like to stay here"
"Yes!" Replied Claire enthusiastically.
"Great! Let me fetch you some water." She came back with 750ml
"But you aren't supposed to drink so much before bed!" Protested Claire
"Why not?"
"..."
"I mean you don't have to worry about wetting the bed. If anything you'd have to be worried about not wetting the bed."
"There doesn't seem to be enough protection here?"
"It feels better when your wee soaks into an unprotected bed. Besides, what is the worst that can happen? We clean these thoroughly each morning, and if it's a bit damp by evening, then you can warm it back up with your wee." With that Claire drank the water
The two of them had been chatting for a while when Claire started squirming a bit. "Do you need a wee?" Asked Samantha
"Urm yeah."
"Well go on then. Wet the bed."
Claire had enjoyed peeing her chair, so she thought why not try the bed as well? She took a while to start weeing, but once she did, she moaned luxuriously. She writhed in the naughty feeling that she had- despite the fact that she was supposed to do this. She suddenly recalled a repressed memory, that she had wet the bed deliberately as a kid once, to see what it was like. She found she liked the warmth, but her father was rather cross. Now he wasn't around. She then felt aroused at the warmth that caressed her. "Urm I actually kinda wanna, you know. Masturbate right now" she confessed.
"Go on then, we are all human here." Samantha encouraged, before sitting on the other side of the bed.
And with that Claire tentatively reached for her clit, gauging Samantha's reaction, gradually working up the nerve to masturbate more boldly. She actually surprised herself when she found she enjoyed having an audience- even if she wasn't particularly attracted to women (right?) She then quickly got really into it and started touching herself all over while humping the pillow, and moaning loudly. It didn't escape her attention that Samantha was now joining her adding her own moans. Suddenly Samantha added her own wee to the already wet mattress.
“You know. I don't actually have any bladder control” she explained “but it's always nice when I happen to do a wee in the middle of jilling. Feels so good.”
The two of them happened to reach orgasm at the same time. Claire had never had such an intense orgasm in her life.
“How do you feel about this place?” asked Samantha.
“I wanna stay here!” exclaimed Claire. Genuinely excited about the prospect of peeing and jilling in front of her fellow students.
“I'm relieved to hear it.” Said Samantha “Well we'd better get washed, brush our teeth, and go to bed.” They did so. The final surprise that day was that Samantha was sleeping in the same dorm as her. But Claire didn't mind. After all, Samantha was cool. Claire took a long time to sleep, excited about what tomorrow might bring. But finally did drift off to sleep.